Miles Morales (Earth-1610)/Quotes

A mutant drowned this city. You do not get to be a mutant in New York City!!

There's already a Spider-Man and he seems to- to love it. He loves jumping around and being hit in the face and lit on fire. I'm not that guy. Let him do that. I'm not that guy.

With great power comes great responsibility. What would Peter Parker do?

The Spider-Man before me got the Green Goblin and Doctor Octopus. And I get Batroc the Leaper?

I want to join up. I want to be an Ultimate. I'm ready.

I know, I... please stop yelling at me. I know I'm too young to be out here. I know I'm not super hero enough to go to war or be an Ultimate. I know. You're right. Just-- help me get home and I'll go home.

But he fought bad guys. That's -- that's insanely awesome.

I'm telling you... you're right, Ganke. You were totally right. I am Spider-Man.

Can't believe I took a year off from this!! Even if I didn't understand what it meant to be Spider-Man, the least I could do is avoid public transportation for the --

What was I thinking anyhow? Norman Osborn killed Peter Parker. He killed him. Right here on this street. I come here and what? Let him kill me? Is that-- is that the Human Torch? Ow. Oh, my God. This is it. This is the exact place it happened. This is the exact place the Green Goblin killed Spider-Man.

You look familiar, do we know each other?

Guys-who-say-they're-not-the-Avengers, assemble!

This is not the way the world is supposed to be. this wasn't the way the world was created. This -- this is a patchwork quilt of madness so madness can rule over it. The world you are living in now -- it was constructed using cosmic forces way beyond us. This isn't what New York is. Our dimensions were -- they were thrown on top of each other on purpose. We didn't do this. Man didn't do this. This was done to us. This is a zoo. A prison. This is a circus of -- terror and confusion built specifically to torture and punish everyone who has ever crossed its maker. And the real punishment is: ignorance. You would know if the world was ever different. You -- you were all put here to specifically to beat each other... to stomp on each other... to murder each other. Everyone here... We, all of us, have one enemy in common and he finally found a way to get at all of us. He is not your god. He is not your ruler. He is a mad scientist and dictator. He is just a man who has found a way to make you believe he is your god. But he isn't. And he never was. Doctor Doom is just a man. A broken, angry rage monster who finally got the power he needed to remake the world in his own image. He finally found the power to punish his enemies and rule over everyone. And he created this part of the world to punish you. He plucked you up and dropped you here to torture each other. To fight a fight with no winners and losers. With no memory of a better time and a better world. 'Let alone two better worlds. Doom is not god. He's just-- He's just Doctor Doom. And he won.

Well, I better figure out a way to make some money being Spider-Man because the way it's going I'm going to flunk right out of school.

She's in the brain of a crazy man. We're all going to die.

Are you using the word profiling because I'm not white?

Do you worry that all of us just make things more -- more... more something?

I bet it's all nothing. I bet nothing happens.

Do we need to formally elect a leader to make that call?

You have no idea, in mid-fight, how often I think about pulling someone's head right off and I-- It's thoughts like that that make me worry that I am more like my dad and uncle than I want to admit. I worry that my dad isn't the guy I want him to be... that he's just pretending because I showed up in his life. I worry that it's in my DNA. My family... that we're just... not good.

My dad was lost in New York! New York! A different New York, but... it smelled different. And -- and it was like it was lit with different kinds of lightbulbs. It was home, but... not.

Stupid spider-sense... this is danger, this is totally danger...

Woo-hoo! With great power comes great paintball!

All right, Kid Kaiju... let's hustle!

Stop tapping the watch. You're making it -- worse!

How do we get from here... to there?

Mom... I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry and you can ask Dad. You can even ask Ganke... I have felt so bad about not telling you my secret the whole time.

I know Ms. Marvel. I don't know her real name, but I bet it's not as cool as yours.

He said my name.

This would be a good time for me to mention that when he shattered Psycho-Man's doom box, I saw some sort of energy feedback wriggle out.

Hey, you know, I don't think I was sent here to see how crappy your all-day is... I can get that at home... I think I was sent here to see how personal it all was. I didn't see how much pain was here. This is your pain. I felt it so powerfully, so personally, I made it mine, but it's yours. Spider-Man is yours. You're amazing to share it with me... you're amazing to let me prove myself to your high standard... but even that is just about how amazing you are. Not how much I deserve it. I guess I really never understood how personal it was.

Well, I'm here because you invited me, and I'm in Tokyo because... I ran away from home. And now I have no idea where I am or what I am doing here.

What's on the other side? What are you looking for?

She has a Spider-Person, too.

So... the minute I get out of here we're going to the movies, like, all day. Like, all the movies.

I'm not an Avenger. I'm not Thor. Or Cap. Or Peter. I'm just a kid in a mask. Doing the best I can. But I'll never give up on the world. Or this city. Or anyone that needs me. I'm Miles Morales. And I'm Spider-Man.

You're right. We'll do what you say. Get the geniuses together for a planning session. But let's also let the others -- the ones you don't need -- bring in new spiders. It's called a compromise. If we're gonna survive this... we both have to step out of our comfort zones a little.

I'm Miles Morales, Spider-Man. And I've never been more sure of my power. But I've never been more confused about my responsibility.

"With great power there must also come great responsibility." The first Spider-Man used to quote that at me all the time. I've been to other planets. I know androids and demigods. But real talk? Our neighbors are more important than alien invasions or global conspiracies. And the people around us are our great responsibility.

Ma'am, I... I... oh, God, I'm so sorry.

Yo, you invited Barbara?!

I remember you! You're Tombstone's little buddy.

Okay, yeah, that does sound nuts. But I believe you.

You want to kill Tombstone... you've got to kill an innocent man to do it. I know you're better than that. Please be better than that.

Nova! What are you doing?!

I'm needed. And just like that, none of the rest of it matters.

But someone called Spider-Zero is hauling me from world to world like a yo-yo!

As long as it lives, this disgusting little piece of Carnage will look for someone to twist and control. But it's my only link to Carnage. My only way into his plans. And I've proven I can beat it. And just like that I know what I have to do.

Leave! This! School! Alone!

Time to let you in on a little family secret, Billie. See, I'm not just your big brother. I'm... Spider-Man! Don't tell anyone, okay?

Get 'em, Spiders!

You can fight this! You're as strong as they come. You're Ms. Marvel, damn it! And you just might be the bravest person I know.

Just one day. That's all I'm asking for. Just one day without someone yelling "Help! Help!"

All this fighting I do -- is it making me a bad person?

"What makes you unique?" It's a simple question, but the answer is complicated. I guess my family is part of it. I think my friends are part of it. And so are my extracurricular activities. But to tell the truth, I don't know if I am unique...

She's asleep again! Ma always said she could sleep through anything.

"Change always comes. What matters is how you face it."

I'm not gonna tell you it gets easier. It doesn't. But people who would be dead otherwise are alive because of you, you know? You've got to let yourself feel that, or you're gonna go crazy.

Sometimes, life is hard, journal, but sometimes... we get to be happy.

I've been through some bad things, journal. Tortured. Shot. Cloned against my will. But watching someone you care about get hurt because you weren't strong enough to stop it... that's worse than all those put together.

I know the O.G. Spider-Man's voice. You're close, but you're not him. And you sure as Hell aren't me. So who are you?

You know you'd all save yourselves a beatdown if you just tell me where that evil algorithm in the fancy suit is!

You see this, chump? Just 'cause you hurt us before doesn't mean you get to keep hurting us. See, we talked to each other. Those of us you hurt. That makes it hurt less. It reminds us that we can fight. We're not scared of you anymore. So get your ass out here and let's do this!

You two don't get it. I'm always the "Other" Spider-Man. Always the "New Guy." Sometimes I don't even know who I'm supposed to be.

This Beyond thing... Peter and Ben are grown-ups. They can handle it on their own. Me? I'm going to find my uncle.

Yeah, dimensional travel does a number on your insides. You'll get used to it.

I've dealt with alternate realities before, but this...

I should have known it wouldn't be this easy.

Is it like this here all the time?

Don't look so worried. I'm actually really good at this. Most times.

Look, I don't know who that other dude was, but you never beat me. Know that.

N-no. B-been through too much. T-tortured. Outlawed. Hunted. Y-you got no idea... n-no idea what I've stood up to!

That was close. Why didn't my Spider-Sense warn me? Wait, I can't feel it at all. I can't feel my Spider-Sense. My Spider-Sense is GONE!

Oh no. Not him. Please, anything but him.

... Are you telling me this creep's online?

Man, what better way to celebrate Halloween than hunting ancient horrors, am I right?

10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1. Happy New Year!

If I'm the battery... I'd sure hate to be the person dumb enough to stick her teeth into me!

I'm not going to let you or Hobgoblin take Brooklyn. If I'm the last hero here, I'm going to stop you.

Killing is easy. Saving everyone? Now that's the hard part. If saving lives were easy, then everyone would be Spider-Man!

Don't worry, Pete, I'm coming! We're gonna stop this thing once and for all!

The Spider-Man of Manhattan teams up with the Spider-Man of Brooklyn!

No... he can't... you couldn't... Raneem... on your feet! If you want to "finish" this, then let's do damned thing. 'Cause I promise you you're never getting a better shot.

All right!!! Time for some arachnobatix!

What can I say, Shift... it's never a dull moment with the Moraleses!

Spider-Man... can I ask for your help...?

For folks who wanted to throw hands so bad, you both really suck at this!

But ever since he showed up, I've been feeling off. Like there's some secret trying to crawl its way out of my head. A voice that says maybe the offer to join him in a new universe wasn't all smoke. Maybe there's something there that can fill a void I didn't even know I had?

The wind gods, the Anemoi, you said they used to help mortals, yeah? Well, I think you can be the one to bring back faith!

Aw man, losing to a ninja lady with magic foxes is one thing. But a guy dressed like a cat?! Come on!

Well, I wouldn't be a Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man if I didn't help my neighbors. It doesn't excuse what you did, but we can right those wrongs easily enough.

It all came back to me here. I musta buried the memories or something. I had this whole other life in a whole other universe...

It's a symbiote, Mrs. Parker. Increases her strength, her rage.

I'm embarrassed that I find her so hot.

I can't stop imagining who she was... who she would've been... Maybe she'd have grown up and made the world a better place, cured cancer or just lived and grown old, but... but I traded her life for yours and I didn't even mean to.

You're nothing but a knockoff Miles Morales with a knockoff Iron Man glove and a knockoff Captain America shield!

I might not get to go home tonight. And that's the job. These costumes. All the cool stuff we can do. It means we sleep when we can, not when we need to. It means we go back into the burning house one last time even when the smoke's as thick as the hope is thin. And sometimes, when we come face-to-face with monsters... it means we don't hold back!

Would we be partners or would I be, like, his sidekick or training under him? Would I be his intern?

I mean, I guess, I know this sounds totally self-serving, or about me, but I keep thinking about how I got bit by a spider that gave me my spider powers before Peter had died...

Would he be angry at me for trying to step up into his franchise without his permission. Would he hate me? I like that Peter Parker we met -- I liked that guy. If that's what your Peter Parker was like, I think we would've been good friends. Unless, I don't know, he hated me.

And you're...? Please don't tell me your name is Venom.

That old lady was this dimension's the Ringer. And just like the ringer in our dimension, the one in this dimension...SUCKS!

He's a cop... a grizzled veteran of the force.

Said we'd have a better chance if we split up. No way. We're gonna win this by sticking together.

One problem with that, boys... Brooklyn doesn't like being run. We're wild like that.

This is not the way the world is supposed to be. this wasn't the way the world was created. This -- this is a patchwork quilt of madness so madness can rule over it. The world you are living in now -- it was constructed using cosmic forces way beyond us. This isn't what New York is. Our dimensions were -- they were thrown on top of each other on purpose. We didn't do this. Man didn't do this. This was done to us. This is a zoo. A prison. This is a circus of -- terror and confusion built specifically to torture and punish everyone who has ever crossed its maker. And the real punishment is: ignorance. You would know if the world was ever different. You -- you were all put here to specifically to beat each other... to stomp on each other... to murder each other. Everyone here... We, all of us, have one enemy in common and he finally found a way to get at all of us. He is not your god. He is not your ruler. He is a mad scientist and dictator. He is just a man who has found a way to make you believe he is your god. But he isn't. And he never was. Doctor Doom is just a man. A broken, angry rage monster who finally got the power he needed to remake the world in his own image. He finally found the power to punish his enemies and rule over everyone. And he created this part of the world to punish you. He plucked you up and dropped you here to torture each other. To fight a fight with no winners and losers. With no memory of a better time and a better world. 'Let alone two better worlds. Doom is not god. He's just-- He's just Doctor Doom. And he won.

But I can't help but wonder if Peter was still alive and I got my stuff together like I have now, would we end up being, like, a team?