Emma Frost (Earth-616)/Quotes

You know, Ororo, you really mustn't fight my psychic probes. The harder you resist, the more this will hurt. I don't want to hurt you, my dear. I want us to be... friends.

You'll all be guests of the Hellfire Club -- for the rest of your natural lives!

Do not even try it, Night Thrasher. Put the gun down, or Beef will pop the heads of your housekeeper, Tai, and your girlfriend, like unwanted acne. Decide which is more important to you... the lives of your loved ones -- or winning this fight.

Clumsy, child. Very clumsy. You do not bait the lioness in her den, nor the spider at the center of her web. This is the second time in as many weeks an attempt has been made on my life... though it would seem my would-be assassins are getting younger and younger. Welcome, X-Men. Doubtless you begin to guess why I invited you here tonight.

Appearances to the contrary... I didn't spend all my money on interior decorating.

And you still are. Terrified. Knowing that could have been you. Every day spent fighting this ugly war could be your last. And you get by, convinced that you're just a heartbeat away from love and life. When the sad reality you refuse to admit -- is that you're much closer to being a simple heartbeat away... from misery and death.

My salad...did you see it? It attacked me!

Of course I'm a threat. Why? Did you think for a moment that I wasn't?

I love Christmas Eve. Maybe even more so than Christmas itself. It's the one night of the year when the entire world just...stops. In those few hours before the dawn - human, mutant, everyone, just sort of holds their breath in sweet anticipation...waiting to see how badly they're going to be disappointed in the morning. In its own tragic way...it's kind of romantic. That's why I love Christmas Eve.

I remember what death tastes like. Trust me. They're alive.

Sean, hush! Paige is diamond-hard. Do you have any idea how long it's been... since this child has been hugged?

I'd die for those children! And if you've endangered them -- so will you!

So that just leaves the question of what we're going to do about -- that. Without the twins, the Penance body is just an empty shell...right?

Hate. ... That's what I sense from them, Sean...hate and fear!

May I remind you, Storm, you no longer have official standing here at Xavier's -- by your own choice. And surprise, we manage quite well without you. Should you, or Bishop, or Sage choose to interfere further -- well, as we've just seen, that's how accidents happen.

Wouldn't miss it, Mr. Kendall. Umm... hey... ...can I call you Ian...?

That's impossible! What's happening to me? I can hear what she's thinking!

Sorry, Christian, I had no choice. I can't hide who I am anymore.

All good and fine. But what about you, Daddy?

You're only loyal to your interests, Adrienne.

No--I thought you were going to send Christian to rehab, not a mental institution!

Stupid mental powers. They're useless unless I stay clam.

It's up to you, Emma. Take a deep breath. And remember... Stay. Calm.

Come on, Emma. Picture it in your mind. Focus.

My...my father and I aren't exactly on speaking terms.

I wasn't talking about my father, dirtbag----I was talking about me!

Sowing seeds of distrust is all fine and dandy, Emma......but now it's time......to get......drastic.

Ian? M-my old teacher!

Ian... but... he's not alone... he's with Christie! I should have known.

I never imagined I'd find someone who can do the same things I can. But Astrid somehow does. With style.

Ian, I need you to tell me.....is something going on between you and Christie?

Ian is genuinely in love with me. Besides......I barely have a handle on my mind control. Right?

The games are immaterial. What matters are the stakes.

Spare me, gentlemen. You all want me to take care of you. A girl needn't be a mind reader to know that.

The Danger Room is angry.

I know who Golgotha is. Or more to the point… I know where Golgotha is…

It's just...it's nice to know you're not alone in the world......to know you have people who will look out for you...no matter what the dangers may be.

House of Magnus!! House of Magnus??!! Logan, we're -- we're going to find Magneto, and, oh! That is it!! This is it!! We're going to kill him! And his kids!

The news is out, Scott...The mutant population has been decimated...and sooner or later, our enemies will come for us. If you want blood on your hands, so be it. But I'm going to protect these children at any cost...Jay? Oh my God!

Logan has regained his memory.

You know exactly why I'm doing this... because you're a weapon. A cold-blooded killing machine who knows nothing but death and murder. You're a threat to every life within this school. But that's all about to change... because one way or another, you're leaving.

Emma. Your game is first.

Hank is a genius, and terribly good with people. Warren looked like a god. And Xavier picks you? To lead. Why? Because you had nothing else.

What? Your good intentions? He's what you made him, Charles. They're all what you made them. But you don't get to change your mind when you see what you've made. Only God has that prerogative.

I had a thousand daughters. A thousand bright lights, a thousand little minds...slowly awakening, blinking and shining...and you snuffed them out. Maybe you're just Jean Grey, gone insane. Or maybe you're the Phoenix. Obeying cosmic laws we'll never understand. All I know for sure is that when you come back...you're going to have to deal with me.

This wasn't a teenage manifestation...this was a mutant birth.

Welcome to the summer of love, Scott Summers. And let's hope we survive this fashion faux pas.

Wake up Mr. Summers. Your dreams are deafening.

And, yes, I am a massive snob, and there was no need for you all to think it at once.

You possess one of the greatest mutant powers on the planet, Shan. The ability to possess people's minds is not one to be taken lightly. ... I would expect someone with the power to control the minds of others to have better control over her own emotions. Over her own life.

It's a brave new world, Shaw. And I finally get to be the queen you trained me to be.

That's how I survived. Time and time again. That's my secret. I survived because I willed it to be. ... How did I survive apocalyptic fire? I simply refused to feel the flames.

My team. My way. "Mutant problems, mutant solutions."

The whole world is watching, children. Be amazing.

The darkness of how you feel about the word 'mutant' -- is only your own uncertainty about being one. About whether you can explore that unknown safely.

I don't care about Charles Xavier, or Magneto, or even Hope. I am looking at the savior of mutantkind, right here, right now.

I want her stopped. ... Let me make this as clear as I can, Logan. You need to kill her. Her and everyone that attacked us...even Kevin. That's the only way this will end.

Scott was trying to be sweet and all I felt was cold and alone because so many wonderful lights have gone out and I'm so tired from fighting against all this darkness. And I thought, !I'll name them Jaye and Kurt." I name my gray hairs after dead friends. Dead friends and X-Men.

I'm about to be a proper little X-Man and do something quite remarkably stupid. Thaaaat's it. Come to Auntie Emma.

My god, Scott... All they did was look at me and it was like... like a pack of dogs ran wild in my brain. They're not letting go. And they're not letting anyone else in. They've just made that abundantly clear. God, I think I threw up inside my head.

Yes, we've all had our share of persecution, but we're fighters. We're strong. This youth and those like him are weak. And it's the sort of weakness predators can scent a mile away. It is the sort of weakness that makes its victims stew and fester in their own helplessness and rage. Until finally something like Columbine happens.

No, I can tell by what I'm seeing.

You are still so young. You still believe and trust people... And you wish to be loved. It is of course a character flaw, but a tolerable one. Unfortunately, there is no shortage of pathetically selfish people who will exploit that. Especially boys. One might even consider your first heartbreak / betrayal / eternal virtual imprisonment of the opposite sex to be a rite of passage. So, congratulations. You're one step closer to knowing what it is to be human.

About that, Namor. I can sense her, you know. I can feel her. I know where she is. They're hiding her in Wakanda. And I haven't told Scott.

I should have guessed that a boy who takes such girlish effort with his long locks would hit like one. Tell me, have you ever wished a woman to put you on all fours and grab hold of that mane? It's all right. I can keep a secret. Even a god of thunder could use a little whipping now and then. I have such pretty things to dress you in--

Oh #$%&! We're not ready. We're nowhere near ready for this.

Oh, Scott, don't be so dramatic... You called us.

That's enough, Red! I called you future X-Men over here to come get them and send them home. Because Cyclops is wrong and that is that. But no one said anything about a metal-masked Jean Grey from the future and no one said anything about you beating the hell out of yourself. You want to psychically battle someone. Pick on someone who absolutely despises you. Too bad no one's watching. Black Queen versus White Queen. The message boards would love this.

I think our world got a lot more complicated.

He'll come back. Where else is he going to go?

This -- your actions -- this affects all of us. And no matter how this turns out, this is something very important that needs to be taught... and for the life of me I don't think there's ever been a better way to teach it. And that this is embarrassing you? Good. It should. That means part of you is still spinning the right way.

Emma and I will not sit by and let the Inhumans destroy us. We have a plan. We've been reaching out, gathering allies. Powerful Mutants who agree with our position, with more to come. You can step back, or you can help. But either way... it is time to act.

...ideas never die.

Well, don't worry, darling. Emma's here to save the day.

Always so smug, Captain Hydra. Forcing mutants into a makeshift "Kingdom"... trying to bar us from our inheritance. You think it's all under control. Just you wait... I'm full of surprises.

Don't worry, Henry. I follow Xorn's leadership. As should we all. But the X-Men are taking the idea of youthful rebellion a step too far. We've accomplished something here. Mutants and humans are living together... in peace. The Sovereign Republic of New Tian is working.

All right, you lot. It'll be our job to corral this thing. Link up and follow my lead. We'll hold it steady so bangs n' bob can strike her blow.

If we control these mutants... if we take away their free will... how can we hold ourselves in a different regard than those who would enslave us?

To me, my heroes.

I want the X-Men to help me destroy the Hellfire Club. For good.

One more time, then. For the children. All right. I'm in. Tell me what you need.

I know it's cold comfort, but... I am afraid to die too, Katherine. Which nose would I return with?

The wind was at my back for so long that I nearly forgot the taste... of utter defeat. Oh, darling. We planned it all so well, but God knows what to do with plans, don't they? Now my queen is off the board, and I'm back on my heels. I feel the call of my... darker designs. Would I be the White Queen without them? I covet what I cannot have, I take pleasure in pain, but you inspire me to... rise above all that. Now our enemies from without and within smell the faintest whiff of blood. I will hold fast until the winds shift. I need you back, Kate.

Frankly, I expect a certain amount of tackiness from some of my girls -- but not all of them. And I expect your son to be a gentleman. Do not let him break their hearts... except Esme. She needs it, Scott. So help me -- she needs it.

Yes, of course. Her husk never stirs. We've been waiting for her body to break into the world. But Kate doesn't smash barriers... she ignores them.

Shinobi, a rising tide lifts all boats. If our enemies are improved this evening, then... so are we.

If anybody learns what we've done... we'd be done.

And we won. We took over the Hellfire Club, we took over an island, a world, and this morning... a solar system. I despise you, Sebastian... but I don't know if we could have accomplished everything as quickly as we did without you. In the end, Krakoa is worth almost any sacrifice.

He really, really wants to &%$# Wolverine. Then again, he really, really wants to &%$# everyone and everything.

There are no fair fights when you face the Marauders.

Eany is coming to Krakoa!!!

Now let's get this unpleasantness over with before things get out of hand, shall we?

To me, my Quiet Council.

One hour to avoid the collapse of reality, and the only way to prevent it is true love's kiss? I'm impressed, Ellie Phimister. You've demonstrated your fear of commitment to an exceptional degree.

What doesn't kill you leaves you options, Ellie.

"No thrones on Arrako"...and you end up worshipped as some of distaff King Arthur. Is that irony, or is that just subtext becoming text? Methinks the monarch protests too much...

You know, Thanos, for someone who claims to have such a powerful intellect, you so often seem to think with other, lesser parts of your body...

If we're to die...I'm going to leave an irresistibly fabulous corpse.

What do you think? Once more, for the children?

Oh, little Katherine Pryde, what ever are you up to? You can run away from the X-Men, Kitty. But you can't run from me.

One more time, then. For the children.

...You turned into such a wonderful little femme fatale in the end, didn't you? I'm ever so proud of all my girls. But you...You are the one I am the most proud of.

Jean-Paul Beaubier chose to be a great many things. Things we should all admire him for. He chose to be a hero. He chose to be a member of Alpha Flight. He chose to be an X-Man. He chose to be a role model. And recently he chose to be a teacher. He could have stayed on an X-Squad, but he knew that helping you was so important, it needed to be his full-time task. We honor him today for all those choices.

Jumbo Carnation? Let me guess... his parents didn't choose his name.

There are no fair fights when you face the Marauders.