Jean Grey (Earth-616)/Quotes

Iceman! Stop that you juvenile Jerry Lewis!

Tomorrow, I must leave the X-Men--forever!

He's back...and, he seems stronger...more dangerous than ever!

Now, you and Bobby have a bite to eat and get some rest – before I take you over my knee telekinetically!!

I did. And in you've forgotten, my small-but-volatile friend-- the name is PHOENIX! This is my apartment.

If I didn't know better, I'd say those thoughts I just picked up sounded like a proposal.

Scott, am I worth it? I destroyed a world-- in my mind, I can still hear the screams of the dying-- and it felt good! I don’t want that feeling ever again. And yet-- I do!

He's back...and, he seems stronger...more dangerous than ever!

We must do something to protect our kind!

I never wanted that. I wanted to help other mutants. I thought the X-Factor cover would work for us, but what if I was wrong?

The Brotherhood of Evil Mutants is working for the government?

As Scarlett O'Hara said, "Tomorrow is another day." And, perhaps, a better one. Provided we have the courage to face it. We all live with demons, Ororo-- that, a telepath knows better than anyone-- the chalenge is, do we rule them... or they, us?

But now I have this horrible feeling... something terrible is going to happen!

Let's go for a walk... so you can pay your respects... and show me the place where your Phoenix died.

It's incredible. Eerie. She's so like me! It's like gazing into a distorted mirror.

You lose, Sinister. This is my mind -- my soul -- my life -- and I mean to keep them to myself!

Phoenix? Oh no! Don't tell me... you must've had some kind of run-in with her, right? But I'm not Phoenix... not really.

Fools! You dare to trifle with the Phoenix?

I'm sorry Forge... Sean can't speak for himself right now. I'm afraid, since you saw us last... there have been some changes.

There was no option. I had to telepathically reach in... and turn off his mind.

He has plunged the people of Earth into a trance! If we allow the trance to fully take hold, humanity will be lost to us forever!

Look at what you've done to this man, Peter... look at the face of the future -- and then say a prayer for us all.

Jubilee, we come into the world alone -- and we leave the same way... the time we spend in-between... time spent alive, sharing, learning... together... is all that makes life worth living.

You're a firecracker, Creed... and I am an atom bomb!

Slym is right, Nate. It's necessary for you to disguise yourself because there are many people who fear and hate what they don't understand. But there will come a day, I promise, when you'll be accepted-- respected-- for who and what you are.

I'll be fine -- it's not like I haven't already 'died' while burning up in re-entry, right?

But the love Scott and I share was enough to pull us through then and through the ages, no matter where we are, it always will be.

You constantly remember Phoenix, Scott. And Madelyne Pryor. There are all these negative images of women who you thought were me at various times, and all their memories are marching around your mind wearing this outfit. But I'm here with you, I'm standing right in front of you, and I'm tired of their ghosts. I claimed the name "Phoenix" as part of a plan to claim this identity. To empower myself. I'm tired of suppressing my abilities just because I'm afraid that exploring them might upset you.

I know your heart is in the right place, Scott - that you're only doing exactly what you think Charles would do - but sometimes you make me want to reach inside that tight little mind of yours and shake loose some consideration!

Who are you? Don't I deserve to know who it is who is going to kill me? Why are you hesitating? I know you... Don't I? Something...in your eyes...so familiar --

No, stop -- stop -- Listen to me, all of you! Scott's still alive, inside Apocalypse... but his body can't handle the forces at play here!

Oh, I have a knack for intuiting things. That's all.

Scott... be straight with me. I haven't tried reading your mind. You didn't sleep with Emma when you were both in Hong Kong did you?

I don't want you to get hurt, but you have to understand... The more you annoy me the more I can't help thinking about deconstructing you, molecule by molecule, memory by memory... until there's nothing left but screaming, traumatized atoms.

Professor X tried to kill his twin sister while they were both still in the womb. We ought to talk...

Shh. Stop talking. You have to let go of all that now. It's time to die, Charles. It's all right. Let go. Die, Charles. I'm going to catch you.

Give up? You should know me better than that, Creed!

Live, Scott. Live. All I ever did was die on you.

I'm always Jean. And I'm always the Phoenix. I died. I scattered in a trillion directions. And then started to pull together again, outside the White Hot Room. But I'm starting to see now. Parts of me... Parts of me never came home.

You're all just trying to creep out the girl, and it's not going to work. And I'm tired of not being able to see. Ix-nay, og-fay. (...) I take it back!

If there's two of them, I quit.

Well, I wouldn't have cried if it had left me being able to fly.

He's okay because he's Scott... ...and he never lets his guard down.

I can't believe you two. While you're arguing about fashion, Jameson's ramping up anti-mutant hysteria just to sell papers!

Well then, little spirit. Prepare.

There is no time for talk, my friends. You must flee back to the safety of your own minds. All of you, immediately. The only thing now that can save Logan's soul... is the fire of the Phoenix.

I'm okay. Great day to find out I'm an untrained psychic.

We're not going back. I've seen what is going to become of our lives. I've seen everything that gets us to this point. I'm not having it. No. We go back, and Charles Xavier, you said it, Charles Xavier will read our minds and know what Hank did here, and he will mind-wipe all of this from us. We'll never know that no matter what we do in the course of our lives as X-Men... we end up in torture and disaster. And disaster. All of us. Everything we're going to go back and fight for ends in my death, Charles Xavier dying, and Scott becoming everything he says he despises... and if that's the way it's going to be, if that's our destiny, then we have to make sure it was worth it. We have to right things here. We have to do what we set out to do. We put things the way they're supposed to be, and then we go back. Xavier can mind-wipe the hell out of us. Hell, I'll do it myself.

We're staying. It was decided. He just needs to calm down. So I helped him calm down. Everything is fine. I can read your minds. Stop worrying. I'm in total control.

If you're trying to see which one of us can make the other one more angry... you win. The difference between us is you project illusions... sure, good convincing illusions! I project reality! Your darkest fears! The real you!

When were you going to tell me that you're in love with me?

Enough! You're right, I am guilty. I am a monster.

If you knew... everything... what is about to happen wouldn't be happening, you bastard.

An alternate Earth. Now I'm in the wrong time and space.

I-I don't know. I don't know why any of these things are happening, but I do know that we are back. The X-Men are back and we're not going to let it happen anymore. And you're with us now... you're here and you're not alone.

You said it yourself, Logan... nights are the worst. So I thought you could use some company to help you get through this one.

H-Hank asked me to come. He um... said there was something big he was meaning to show us. All original five of us.

I'm not her! I'm not that Jean Grey!

Jimmy -- I want you to come with us. We want you to come with us. We can help you. We can help each other.

When I look at her now, she's not the Phoenix. She's not even the high-and-mighty Jean Grey. She's just... me... and she's confused and scared, too. I can maybe... somehow... I can help her... spare her. Spare myself.

Snikt snikt, crimson jammies.

Have you not been paying attention, little me? What do you think will happen when you meet the bird? The Phoenix is equal parts good and evil. Pleasure and pain. Both sides. The whole coin.

Crazy doesn't matter! Your childish ego doesn't matter! It doesn't matter what people think!

This might be just me... but does anybody else feel like we just blundered into a trap?

We've infiltrated the deepest, darkest corner of the White Queen's mind -- the place she least wants us to see.

What do you want, Emma? An apology? You're right. That was a huge invasion of privacy. It was last ditch, desperate and gross. But I'm not sorry... you were hiding the one thing on Earth that might just help Jean survive the Phoenix Force.

What's it matter if we tell them everything, Scott? If we manage to make things right, this little meeting will probably never happen.

I didn't want any of this. You could've left me alone. But no... you just had to get rid of me. The imperfection. The one you didn't choose.

I know that was meant to hurt me... but I got to see my husband one last time. And that was all I wanted. I'm done now. With all of this. I won't play god with you anymore. And I won't let you hurt me or the people I love ever again. All of this -- using people, playing with their lives, building fake worlds -- it's not right. It's not fair to do that to me -- or anyone. I know I asked for your help. I don't know why you gave it. And I don't know why you keep coming back. Of all the beings in the universe, you chose me. That used to make me feel special. Now, I don't feel anything at all. I was supposed to die on that shuttle all of those years ago. I know that now. But you keep bringing me back. You want me to be something I'm not. Something I'll never be. And I wanted things from you. Things no person should have. I don't know what you are. What your role in the universe is, but it's not here. It's not with me.

I can't help but think... that I never said goodbye.

Thanks. It's good to be back. It'll be nice... to go back home. It'll be good to rest... to heal. But first, we need to figure out how to extract the weaponized Symbiotes from their hosts... and take them all back to their world. We still have some work ahead of us. Most of the Poisons are dead. I get this psychic impression, though, that there are still some out there... Friends... and enemies... Who somehow survived being severed from their queen. I think it'll be a long time before we fully understand these creatures. I could sense what the poisons wanted... I could feel how frightened their were. I know something about them, though. I was connected to them... to all of them. I've never felt such fear. No matter how powerful they might have become... they were all afraid. In the end, that was what defeated them. The bond we all feel with one another.

Our new mutant nation starts here.

I need you to speak, Black Bolt.

We're going to crush the lies. We're going to weaponize the truth.

Magneto's coming for you. We know it. And we're going to stop him.

Namor. She's coming for you. She's going to attack Atlantis!

You done lecturing me?

All right then. Let's tie up some loose ends.

X-Men, protect Cyclops at all cost.

This isn't a war.

Where is Kitty Pryde?!

Funny. We're two of the strongest mutants in the world and tragedies like this can still make us feel powerless.

You've caused a lot of pain. But I don't want you dead, Cassandra. I want you healed.

You told me how to beat you.

I just feel off. Something's wrong.

Wait... why would you lie?

Life doesn't make sense in isolation. We need to be free to make mistakes and to make those mistakes together.

The Children of the Vault gave Storm a machine virus that's going to kill her in the next 30 days. We ought to talk.

No. Their thoughts are manic -- madness -- driven by the fear of their queens. Scott, you need to imagine the control each of these queens must have. It must be absolute. Total. Imagine living your entire life as a predator -- hunting whatever you felt needed to be hunted. Consuming whatever you desired to consume. Just consider what it would be like having millions of your species -- millions of your race -- willing to die just so you could have more than what you already had. Consider the appetite of it... the power of it. Try to imagine what that must feel like. Now imagine something unexpected -- unforeseen -- that could take all of it away from you. And worse than that... it would turn you into that which you have lorded over for thousands of years: a drone. How badly would you overreact to this threat? How badly would you want that threat to die? These queens would sacrifice everything to hold on to their power. That's the threat the King Egg is... They will kill everything that stands in between them and the King Egg. Everything.

You're trying hard to be a hero, Black Tom, but here's something I wish wasn't true: X-Force isn't about heroics. It's about getting the dirty $#&% done. By whatever means necessary.

The X-Men. If there's one thing that Scott and I have learned through the beginning of our great Krakoan experiment. It's this... The people of our nation need to feel like someone is acting on their behalf. Not deciding what's best for them -- not deciding what is and is not in their best interest -- but someone who fights for them. And that's us.

Ladies and gentlemen... humans and mutants... I give you... your X-Men.

You risked much by entering my mind, and I'm still clinging to my kindness for your benefit, but you must know... how small you are, demon.

The past defines the present. They're pathways of our destiny...at the root of every problem...and no one's roots run quite as deep as Logan's.

Please, Scott. Let's accord him the honor of his position. It's-- Mayor Kingpin.

Stop the ceremony! There will be no wedding!

People are getting hurt back home... because of some problem you have with me? Then let's deal with this. You want to go... let's go!

Magik, the rest of the X-Men could really use your gifts right now, and this fight between Maddie and me is over because... I'm surrendering.

You've turned the carrot down enough, Lin Li...the stick is long overdue.

Hope. Exodus. You have to help me. I'm-- Jean is the house where I live--and I am the house where Jean Grey lives. The White Hot Room is where the Phoenix lives. You'll learn more about me, boys, in time! I hope I wasn't too rough...

I won't be in space forever. It's just until the Phoenix and I...until we...figure some stuff out.

Oh, I wouldn't worry...whatever it is, I'm sure someone's got it all under control.

You're okay, Scott. I found you. I'll always find you.

I trusted Adani because I wanted to...because I wanted to believe that I could prevent the very same things that happened to me. To save a child from a corruptive pain. But no matter how hard I try...I can't escape the past.

I am the Phoenix, and I am eternal. From the ashes of every world I touch, new life will always rise. I am the guardian of the cosmic balance, the keeper of the flame that ensures the universe remains ever in motion, ever alive...and I will extinguish any threat that dares to challenge the sanctity of existence.

I am the one who holds the line, no matter how deep that darkness goes. Most believe darkness consumes light...and I am more than happy to prove them wrong. Or maybe... prove myself wrong. I've spent so long afraid of my own light. Afraid of those very same consumptive powers. What if they consumed more than just shadows...? What if they consumed me? But that's a selfish way to think...to let my own fear and guilt drive my actions...to stop me from spreading that light into the darkest corners of the universe where I might be able to help--

Peace. A warmth in my soul unlike any fire my hands could create. Which is probably why I stopped asking questions...I didn't push Sara on the bigger details of her sudden reappearance because, for at least this moment...I needed to believe it was all real. I needed to believe I was powerful enough...to prevent the future I knew was coming for us.

I... no. I didn't. I didn't mean to... I... I created Sara.

The Phoenix has not always acted with love. The people who have been hurt--the countless lives lost--have made me ask over and over again if I am truly worthy of this power. And, usually, I say no. I've done my job because I believed it was better to have it be me than anyone else. Because I know how it feels to live with the voices of the dead...and I wouldn't wish that on my enemies. I've made plenty of mistakes as the Phoenix...but protecting the people I love--protecting my sister Sara--will never be one of them.

We come into this world alone and we leave the same way. The time we spent in between - time spent alive, sharing, learning together... is all that makes life worth living.