Mercedes Knight (Earth-616)/Quotes

Cage, I will say this once. I am not your "moma". Sweet or otherwise. DIG?

In the hospital, after you came back from space, you asked me how I'd feel... if I had died... an' then brought myself back to life. That's what happened, up there, to you.

Danny Rand is alive. I'm sure of it.

Danny! Danny! You've got to hear me! We need you. Namor's out! We need Iron Fist!

We thought the Hulk and his alien bugs were gonna kill the whole planet. But now that it's all over, all the blood's on our hands. I'm not a hero for hire anymore... I'm just a killer.

My boyfriend and his secret army are going to kill you now, Xao

You seriously trying to feel up my boyfriend in Central Park?

Shhh. Don't ruin the moment by saying something stupid.

And that's the good news: Daredevil isn't killing people on a whim. Here's the bad: somebody else is...and framing him for it.

Even if my kidneys weren't burning like the mother of all forest fires...and my lungs weren't painting the sidewalk with blood...I still wouldn't know whether to laugh or cry. Because suddenly, it all makes sense. I know who's behind this. They're going to wish they'd finished me off.

So you made a bad call. It happens. But if you're tired of following, go lead a new Daughters of the Dragon - but do it on your terms.

Silvija, get Shroud and Paladin together. I'll call Ben Urich. It's time for us to make a stand...and this time, we choose the battleground.

Hello, hero. This is control. Are you for hire tonight?

Hero, you listen to me very carefully. We've done research. The gun you're holding is cursed. It's something the magic-types called Demonica. It may be hard, but you've got to get rid of it. Now, while you still can. Now, before it gets its claws into you forever. If you hold on to it, Silver, it will eventually eat your soul. Silver? Silver Sablinova, you answer me right now!

I know you. You're the hope that went away. You're the idea of a child. And you're the only thing I have that's really real.

Batroc? 'Ze Leaper'? Savate and free running Batroc? Dumbass moustache Batroc? Worst accent since Monty Python and the Holy Grail Batroc?

Damn...the world's ending, and I'm just sitting here again...

Come on, heroes. We've got to help save this city.

You kiss pretty good for a dead guy. And you worry too much. I'm in control, Paladin pal-o-mine-o. Always have been, always will be.

Why do you talk like that?

Hello, hero. Are you for hire?

Putting a lot of trust in you, Sam Wilson. I'm the only one who knows-- not even my S.H.I.E.L.D. handlers have been told. Hydra's infiltrated everyone. Flipped someone in every one of your super hero teams. The Avengers, the Inhumans, the X-Men-- Everyone. The things I'm hearing on the stream-- The thing's they've already accomplished. Sam, the war was over before anyone knew it began... Hydra's already won.

No, I got it -- it's just -- you hope and pray, but you never really think it's gonna happen -- Capwolf is back!

Sam, you are a black man, and you are Captain America. Nobody ever notices history when it's happening, but let me tell you -- that is not a thing, that is the thing. And most of us, all the time -- we just try to play like it's normal, try not to make you think about what's on your shoulders, but -- sorry, champ -- that don't mean it isn't. And this is one of those times when there's no getting around it. A lot of kids here in South Philly, they got to look up in the sky and see Jim and say that could be them someday. That kind of hope is in way too short supply these days, but -- well, now they don't have him. But at least they still have you -- and now you need to make sure that's enough.

I don't know, baby girl -- but trust me -- Misty Knight is gonna find out. And whoever it is -- they are gonna have Hell to pay.

Ezra was the fourth person to die in police custody that summer. Autopsy results were slow. Cops were on edge. I kept waiting for Harlem to blow.

Yeah, if only we had a Captain America to fight them!

No, Mr. Keane. I'm saying I don't think you protect people at all. You protect interests. You protect property.

You've got to help Blade.

You think this is it, Frank? Wolverine, down there chopping up some park rangers?

Stay put. Wait for me, girl. We'll do what we do.

Our friends have to be looking for us, right?

Creepy cultists. Pentagram drawn in blood. And me as the human sacrifice. You're bringing back something from the dead.

Danny! Thank God you picked up!

Hell, the inmates ain't just running the asylum... they've damn well conquered it.

So what's this now? Another "pleasant surprise"?

Some advice: protecting our people -- friends, family, lovers, whatever -- that's why we do what we do. But sometimes, we get so wrapped up in protecting 'em, we end up pushing, 'em away instead.

Give 'em Hell, Spider-Man!

Dirt, pickles, shot up S&M gear... Mech, I am 90% sure you are $#&% with me.

You see, a trap y'all always fall into is getting so caught up in the now. Thinking you gotta sacrifice everything if you want to keep the streets safe forever. Which, trust, I was the same way when I started. But I've been at this long enough to realize it's not all about us protecting them from the streets. It's about making the streets safe enough so that the community can do it themselves.