Natalia Romanova (Earth-616)/Quotes

Don't think I'm helpless, just because I'm soft and cuddly!

My name is... Madame Natasha... but you... can call me The Black Widow!

Eyes front, Ivan!

Don't look while I change, okay?

... It seems to know the Black Widow is to die!

An eye for an eye my friend -- you freed me -- and I must free you!

Don't ... Don't do that again! Don't ever touch me!

I've been your partner Mr. Murdock, but you haven't been mine!

I'm my own woman -- first, , last -- and always!

The moment you Avengers learn about any clown with a hint of power you show up on your constant enlistment crusade!

I can take care of myself, thank-you!

What is your relationship with Moondragon?

Have no fear, Mandrill... We expected a fight!

You're getting awful liberal with your hands Daredevil!

I have to go, Matt.

Laynia's a big girl, Bobby -- She can take care of herself! And I don't need to be told what to do!

I can be your arms and legs.

You're on drugs, Captain. You inhaled Ice in that warehouse explosion. We're taking you in for treatment.

I've been thinking a lot about Life and Death during the past twelve Hours. When something surrounds and madly engulfs your entire existence, you can't help but give it more than just casual Consideration. Life is fluid. Some 90% of what we are is made up of Water. Without this precious liquid we are nothing. We cease to exist. We're dead. This water's carried around in thinskinned sacks. We must all be insane to race recklessly about in World filled with so many sharp and pointed dangers. That's just asking for trouble.

The money we can recover... but the Russian earth loves blood.

For that capitalist dog -- you shall feel -- the Widow's bite!

Ladies and gentlemen...it is my sad duty to report that Captain America...has succumbed to a debilitating illness.

The question is -- what are you going to do with it? You'd like to become what you pretend to be, that much is pretty clear -- but can you? Can you make the switch?

Nothing serious, just feeling a little mortal these days.

Why be the Widow, Rooskaya, when you can be Yelena?

...a spy is very difficul to stop-- once she has found what makes her unique...

And don't let the door hit you in the back on the way out.

The Red Room wants me dead? You won't be the one to do it! Not you! Not ever!

Fifteen miles in the New York sewer. How could you stand it with your heightened sense of smell?

I owe you a great debt, Logan. Someday, somehow......I will make it up to you.

That's what Batroc and his employers were after...whatever's left of the Human Torch.

I'm involved. Off the market, as they say in the civilized world...So why don't we make your price the antidote to the poison I put in your first drink, darling? Then we can catch up on old times...

I could just use some moral support, James. Because what I'm going to do is this... find everyone I "love"... you included. Don't argue and don't ask -- see they're protected... find out what this "Icepick Protocol" is... and who's using it... bring everything they are crashing down... kill every single one of them... and toast Ivan in the blazing ruins. Could be tricky.

Vodka. Of course there is. To Ivan Petrovich Bezukjhov... as promised -- a toast. And that's all.

Just human behavior. It's all about calculating how willfully blind a person is going to be. And then exploiting that.

Ever regret not doing your homework when you take on a new identity, Clint? ... Before you went back to being Hawkeye, you had a different costume, a different name, but one with a history. The spymaster of Dark Ocean...also known as Ronin. And apparently he's killing again.

Spoken like a warrior, little sister. Spoken like a true warrior.

So to recap: elemental forces. The world's latest tech. And assassins trained in centuries-old methods of efficient slaughter. But that's not the worst of it. My ex-husband is here.

If that's in case, Peregrine......then why does it feel so hollow?

This "nice long nap" you describe? It's preceded by a death. Not a coma, even -- we're talking about actual, physical death. How traumatic an experience something like that is? To have felt the life drain out of you, and then come back from that? To have known that fear, to have felt that cold -- that changes you. And then to not just live again, but -- most of the people we're talking about, they died fighting. For them to go from that, to back to the front lines, sometimes within an hour's time? Is that something you'd sign up for?

Damn you, Henry McCoy, for being so incredibly boring that I didn't listen to you talk about time travel.

You were groomed to be the best, and most dangerous. I can teach you to be that... and the smartest, as well. I can teach you how to lead.

...Eric is a Life Model Decoy. In the Core, we found Ant-Man's beacon in a large puddle of blood... but when we found Eric, he was uninjured. You were killed and brought back as a Descendant, sent here to spy for Father--

Your friends die or go mad. You never know whom to trust. You'll never have a normal relationship. And if you do find love, remember one rule. Never have kids. Never.

How many more jobs... How long will it take... I don't know if I can do it... Even if I could forgive myself... This is what I am now. And you'll never know who I was before.

My past is my own.

One with the environment. -- One of the most valuable skills in espionage. You can gear up with the best swag out there-- Put on camo, tech, weaponry... But it is the unteachable skill to belong anywhere. The other edge of what is the unfortunate truth: You must first belong nowhere.

Who are you working for? Are you working for them?

If it's the last thing I'll do on Earth... I'll make it something good.

We serve, but we are not puppets.

This is my mission and this time, I will succeed.

He calls himself the Weeping Lion. He's attempting to blackmail me into servitude. I've been playing along with him until I could get a sense of his endgame, but I can't afford to fail. I'll retrieve the list.

No one plays me, "Lion." That's no secret. No one gets into my head unless I let them. And I rarely let them. And just so we understand one another... here's the deal. You work for me now.

You don't have a story, little one. You're simply a footnote in mine.

Welcome to the White House, girls.

What just happened?

-- six girls, six keys. Of course. All I have to do is round them all up to make certain S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't implode. Piece of -- ...

Break the cycle, Recluse. They need not be raised as you and I were. I'm willing to give them the chance to choose their own path.

He has to die.

You claim you're serious about ending this. Okay, then. We have an opening that only you can exploit. Two of you will be sent in undercover. The other four will provide support. You're not going in there as heroes. You're not there to save anyone. You're not there to stop anything. You're there to blend in. Become the enemy. You're going to infiltrate the Hydra Youth Choir.

I'm not asking for forgiveness. I haven't asked for anything from either of you. That's what you boys never seem to understand. This was never about you. This is about the things I lost.

Zip up and return to your barstool, wino. Anyone in this alley is probably about to die.

You want to make right for your time in Hydra? This is step one.

Did you kill those cops?

I know what I am. And I think I'm done for the night. You have fun playing the hero. I'm still dead.

Who runs No Restraints Play?! How do you access the feed?!

If the show goes live, I've failed. You'd better get to work now because I'm stopping that show from going online.

Okay. The urgency of the mission may have made me... a bit premature. But you said someone hired you, Wade. Who pointed you at us and pulled the trigger?

I don't need a weapon. I am a weapon.

Tech Ed set us up. Me, Tyger, the Prince. All of us.

What the Hell did she do? Are you two all right?

Delighted we saved the day, definitely need a break from you two. Don't call me, I'll call you.

You think your power is just luck. You think of yourself as loaded dice, a stacked deck. And it's true. But for the other player, you're bad news. You're a walking cold streak. You're chaos, Domino. So be that chaos.

Frank Castle is dead, Fury. You won.

Do you remember it ever being "just talking" with us?

Yelena Belova. Are you still the Black Widow you once were?

Would you believe me if I told you she was wearing my face?

Close the web.

Babe... I don't think I'm just an architect.

Anyone who can make me ditch my shoes is worth chasing.

Stop. Stop thinking about dying or you'll both be dead. Focus.

Yelena Belova. Always the master of understatement, that one.

It's not that I'm not grateful that she's here. I am. Even I know it's not a good time for me to be alone. And that hasn't really changed. Still. Sometimes a girl needs a little space. And maybe a few secrets too.

Dammit. Full resistance-- very weird, animal-themed resistance-- and no sign of Clint, Anya, or Lucy. Plan A is officially shot.

I live to fight another day. But I am marked from this moment forward. Many things can get me before he comes back... but he will come back. There is no doubt of that. I have bought myself time-- nothing more.

I--I don't have it. Sometimes you can feel it. And then you lose

I suppose in some ways, I'll never stop grieving them-- Stevie and James, a life I cannot have-- and it's foolish of me to keep expecting that moment, that feeling of... relief... to come. But this is good too. This is beautiful. It will do.

James. Come on. I've said those words. I know the lie in them. We're never different people. We change our clothes, our hair, our fancy metal arms. We do that. Not the world. We control who we become.

Sometimes I think Clint likes being told no... being told that he will fail... because that is Clint's true power. He thrives on being underestimated.

Heroes will always stand by one another. And true friends will always find a way to win.

You pass my tests... you can stick around... if you don't... find a new host.

Who doesn't have a symbiote these days?

Looks like you had a good vacation!

As an Avenger, I sometimes have to make tough calls. Sometimes, that means losing someone you care about.

You don't have a story, little one. You're simply a footnote in mine.

How many more jobs... How long will it take... I don't know if I can do it... Even if I could forgive myself... This is what I am now. And you'll never know who I was before.

Rapido, Right? Your girlfriend give you that name?

I wanted you to understand, finally, what it meant to be a spy. We are not like Daredevil or the others, Yelena. We are not heroes. We are tools. And tools get used. I had to make you see that.

I've been to hell before, little girl. It was called the Red Room.