Kurt Wagner (Earth-616)/Quotes

To be honest, Fräulein Locke, I don't usually make a habit of striking the beautiful women I meet -- but I've a need for your souped-up shotgun. I hope you don't mind me using it to blast this place to smithereens.

See for yourself. Lorna's alive, I think. But this other one is beyond human help.

Cerebro says there is half a mutant, in a place called Poughkeepsie. Is there really a city with such a name? Unglãublich!

Every so often, liebchen, since I look like a demon... I have this irresistible urge to play the part.

You know, my mother told me there'd be days like this.

Callisto -- and me? You're... kidding?!?

Lockheed! If you don’t get your tail out of my face, I’m going to bite if off!

Poot?! Oh, no! I went 'Poot' and I didn't teleport! Where's the Bamf?!

We can't afford to antagonize the police, Phoenix.

One sure thing about Excalibur -- Just like the X-Men... You always know where we've been.

'Vega-Superior?' Please, be serious.

Odd how even in the face of tragedy, there are often such wonders--such miracles--to be found.

You said that the Legacy Virus has been infecting humans rather than the mutants it was designed to kill. That information was generated here on Muir Island. There are only two humans here. Rory has spent no time around infected mutants. It's you, isn't it, Moira? You have the legacy virus.

I cannot prevent the others from talking about this incident. It will get back to the Professor, eventually. Logan will probably take to gnawing on a photo of you for a few days.

Being a team leader in these times has not been conducive to mindless joy... I used to have a lot less responsibility. I've had to preside over such horror... ... Genosha, Black Air, the verdammte X-Man, the devil under London. The Soulsword trouble...

In that moment, Charles Xavier gave me the most precious gift of all...a chance at LIFE. For this, I shall eternally remain in his debt.

...It's more than just feeling 'out of the loop,' Piotr. It's like we don't even count anymore Not even to the X-Men's enemies.

If the Neo are truly predators, Cecilia... then all that stands between them and the world they would make their killing ground... are the X-Men!

He said that my coming there had compromised them. It had become too dangerous. These people were no longer worth the risk. He was going to kill them. That was when it started. His callousness, his disregard. I snapped. I had the power. I had the ability. So I used it.

Sean! Am I to understand you have known criminals serving under you?! These men are killers!

Aye, carumba. Bet you thought I was going to say something cute in German, didn't you-- Please tell me you're kissing him out of gratitude, Stacy.

You are unique, Logan. And I do not speak of what has been done to you. Is the wolf evil when it culls the sickness from the herd?

It saddens me to know that I share genetics with a man whose heart is so black that he sees no other options. Sees no possibility for either love or compassion.

We all did. We may have some rough edges but we came together as a team. Savor the moment, my friends. They don't come often. But when they do, they make me glad to be an X-Man.

The only things hard about Logan are his bones and his claws. Everything else is just a man trying to do the right thing.

So, what do we call ourselves? The Fantastic Six? X-4?

We X-Men represent the law of civilization. We patrol the genetic frontier between the present and the future, hopefully for the good of all.

Like it or not, we aren't ordinary people. We don't live ordinary lives. To pretend otherwise puts innocents at risk. Great power doesn't just mandate responsibility. It arouses equally great passion, and not always for good. That's why we embrace Xavier's dream -- because it speaks to a day and a future where we don't have to worry about that. The passions, and the hatred, will have been cooled by acceptance. We won't be mutants anymore, just... people.

You're on TV in another dimension right now, star of a top rated show. There's probably an Armor-Baby, too.

Kitty, I'm sorry I was not there for you...and I miss you.

You must be confused. "Beast" is a friend of mine. He is blue though. I'm surprised we don't get confused more often!

Forgive me for being blunt, Logan, but...she was going to die anyway. Be it from poison, old age or any number of reasons. All of which you are immune to.

It will all just cease to exist. Unless... unless I open one last door. The one he's buried deepest underground, the one he hoped never to open again. I'm sorry, Logan. This is for your own good. This is the only way to save you from hell, mein freund. We've got to burn these demons out... with some fire of our own.

Let's hope you're right. Let's hope the X-Men still remember their old friends. And that they're not afraid to risk their lives one more time...To save a dead man.

All rights, boys. Now comes the fun part.

I dare say...I was born for this. Raise the flag, X-Men. And let's go be amazing.

My name is Kurt Wagner. Better known as Nightcrawler. I fought the good fight, on this world and many others. I help saved the universe. And then I died. But that isn't the end of the story. Fate, it seemed, had other plans... ...and brought me back to life.

Amanda, your spell brought us right back to where my life with the X-Men began -- why am I not surprised? Fate has a wicked sense of humor.

You have the instincts of a hero, my friend. But above all, the soul of a good man.

If you brought me back to life for no other reason, Lord......I pray it is to prove myself equal to that challenge. Logan deserves no less. He was my friend.

Is this why you came to rescue me, my friends? If so, I will not let you down. I will find a way to dethrone this so-called "King." I will find a way to save you.

Welcome to the Danger Room, FauX-Men -- hope you survive the experience!

Be careful, Bobby... there's no telling what might be down here.

So... color-blindness, baldness... cancer... they're all genetic mutations! The Sentinel is targeting everyone.

Magneto? Erik is here? I thought he was dead.

Mesmero, Avalanche, and Pyro attacked the Heritage Initiative's annual fundraiser.

The choices we make, the chances we take, define us.

Zachary, where is she? Where's Mary?

I remember ze days ve did nozing but fight, instead of doing what really mattered.

We live in a perfect world. That doesn't make us perfect mutants. This is the trouble with having everything: You have so very much to lose.

You'd disagree with your sister for me?

Here I can breathe. Here I can think. Which is good, because Krakoa asks hard questions of me. Every day there's some new, amazing something to believe in... and all it costs is the suspension of everything I used to believe... Speaking of... Crucible is today.

There is wonder and hope... ja... But also there is vice and violence and death. Cheap death. They cannot all be off playing the hero. And they cannot all be down here, being indispensable. The problem is, I can give no good reason why mutants shouldn't behave as they do. Even at their most savage, I can find no moral flaw in these... emerging cultures. But I feel it. Something terrible, just out of sight. Waiting for the cracks to appear.

Okay Let's get you out of that... Chamber.

I see it. I see how we win. I s-see how we flourish. The path. The Way.

The spark is creative. The spark is patient. The spark is bright and beautiful, despite having no form or mind. In truth, the spark is barely real at all. The spark is just an idea.
And yet?
The spark will burn to ash anyone who █████ with the right of mutants to pursue happiness.

Keep the peace, keep the law, keep the spark.

This parody of God wants to cast us into the fires. I reject it. I reject this. But if we have hours to live, we're going to live them. We're going to love and live and fight, my friend. If the spark is about anything, it's about raging against the dying of the light. The spark will burn.

Today, I am the Spark. You don't snuff me out so easily.

Ach. Witty repartee! Street-level heroing! Horrible yet strangely addictive kiosk pizza! I tell you, mein kumpel -- I was born for this.

Kissing instead of killing...? I don't think this warrants an apology...

We won't ever make it work -- we won't ever buy the dignity that puts us all on a level, instead of in layers -- if we continue to normalize the hatred -- of bitter old men.

Odd how even in the face of tragedy, there are often such wonders -- such miracles -- to be found.

NASA will love him.

Lets close with affirmations. Everyone, please repeat after me: "When I look to humans to dictate who I should be or how I should look, I reject who I am. I deserve to be alive. I look exactly the way I'm supposed to."

I'm not sure. When I was younger -- if I were designing a place to live that was everything I wanted -- that building would have been it. I would have called it home, I think. It's perfect, Scott. Like everything here. Like the island made it just for me. Doesn't that make the hair on your arms stand up?

I'm up to my navel in little blue geeks!

Isn't it obvious. Don't you see the resemblance? They're my flesh and blood. They're all my little brothers.