Jean Grey (Earth-616)/Quotes

I just feel off. Something's wrong.

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

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?

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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'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.

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

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 --

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?

You done lecturing me?

X-Men, protect Cyclops at all cost.

You told me how to beat you.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

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!

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.

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.

But the fire of the Phoenix burns through lies, you understand? The gaze of the Phoenix is like an x-ray tearing through every self-deception. So burn, Emma

I know everybody's worried about me, Hank. Everybody thinks the Phoenix Force is turning me into some kind of cosmic destroyer, but it's not like that. I have trouble with the rushes, but I'm okay, really. I think I can make things right here. This isn't the first time Emma's been disembodied. So I'm thinking I could maybe fuse the diamond molecules together telekinetically. Maybe I'm over-reaching... Can you think of a pink door opening, Hank? Thanks. Okay. I'm reading all those medical textbooks from your memory. I wouldn't want to put her heart in the wrong place. She loves him, Hank. Emma has actually fallen in love with my husband. It's almost funny. Wake up, Emma. Scott needs you. Wake up.

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

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

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.

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!

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

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.

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 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!

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!

I'm not my mother. I'm not Phoenix. I'm my own woman... and before I'm done... they'll wish I were the Phoenix.

Well then, little spirit. Prepare.

Where is Kitty Pryde?!

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 Klyntar 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.

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.

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

Save yourselves...and leave me to die...with the city...I will destroy!

Iceman -- try ice balls!

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

Fools! You dare to trifle with the Phoenix?

Cut the baloney, Scott! You and me... we've got some serious talking to do!

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

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

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

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

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

I need you to speak, Black Bolt.

This isn't a war.

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

Our new mutant nation starts here.

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

Iceman! Stop that you juvenile Jerry Lewis!

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!

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!!

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

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

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.

I bin dead but I got better, bin to heaven, loved in hell. Once more I am wand'rin' wand'rin' down this road I know so well...

I choose to believe. That's what makes me Phoenix!

Conversations with Jean Grey (Earth-616)

Past Robert Drake

First I can't get over the fact that they purposely made Wolverine... and now I can't get over the fact that after they saw what Wolverine turned out like, they thought it might be a good idea to clone him into a teenage girl.

Past Jean Grey

A girl that Scott Summers quite fancies.

Katherine Pryde

Scott Summers fancies the genetic clone of Wolverine?

Past Jean Grey

Yes, he does.

Katherine Pryde

Shudder.

— All-New X-Men #20

But here's the problem, Miss Hill... Why couldn't these Utopians live there?

Why were they under attack?

Beast

Why after all we have been through is no mutant safe from attack?

Angel

How come the Avengers can set up shop anywhere they want and everyone is cool with it?

X-23

But mutants... With mutants it's always hit first, ask questions latter.

Iceman

It's enough to make people a little paranoid, yeah?

Phil Coulson

They were lying.

Maria Hill

Not about the last part.

— All-New X-Men #41

Jean Grey

Why have you done this to me?

Stryfe

How ironic. I was just about to ask you -- the same question.

— Uncanny X-Men #295

You know I have to go to Maddie!

I know, Scott! I'm not trying to stop you... I'm saying good-bye!

— X-Factor #13

What is it?

Ground sensors, Bobby! If we walk through the compound, the vibrations of our footsteps will set them off!

So what do we do now?

Just hold on and I'll levitate us across the grounds!

So why didn't you just float us over the fence?!

I was showing off!

Oh.

— X-Factor #3

Warren

Well... Don't take offense, Jean, but when has Scott ever not been moody?

(after a moment of silence) Ha! Ha! Ha! Y-Y'know... Heh, heh... You're right! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Warren -- (Warren and Jean having a laugh over a basic truth of the universe)

Ha! Ha! Of - of course I am! Ha! Ha! That's why we love him! Ha! Ha! Ha!

— X-Factor #4

(looking at a picture of Madelyne holding baby) You... You have a baby, too? A little girl..?

Scott

A boy...

I... I didn't know! I - I always thought we'd have a girl!

— X-Factor #8

Mutantkind has been given another chance. We're out there doing something good. We should be ecstatic. But I can't shake the feeling that we're dropping the ball.

Do your other super hero pals love your pessimism as much as we do? Or is it an acquired taste? Don't go changing on us, Scott Summers. If you let yourself relax a little, we might think some sort of pod person has taken your place. Speaking of weirdness and acquired tastes... let's report to the boss.

— X-Men: Blue #1

You weren't getting used to becoming all-powerful, were you?

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

— X-Men First Class #7

Mr. Marin

Jean Grey! Bobby Drake! And--(gulp)--Henry McCoy!

Jean Grey

We know who we are, but why do you?

Mr. Doyle

P-Please, don't get mad, Miss Grey...

Mr. Marin

Don't worry, she's not you-know-who yet.

— X-Men First Class Vol 2 #11

You can fly!

Great, now we are completely done with Warren!

Come on, Jean, that's not what I meant.

— X-Men First Class Vol 2 #13

...getting hard to breathe...

Beast

We can rip the disks off our clothes, but there's no surviving this fall!

Angel

Well that's easy, Hank. Don't fall.

— X-Men First Class Vol 2 #15

Higher!

Angel

I'm trying! You two need to lose weight!

It's Scott! He snacks!

— X-Men First Class Vol 2 #3

Hank

As the guardian or whatever of that Nexus, the Man-Thing hates fear.