Character: James "Logan" Howlett / Wolverine

- You'll have to be patient.
- Yes, patience is my forte.

- What makes a helmet?
- In what sense?
Well, the rest use their cool gadgets... And you said the magic helmet.
- Yes, I know, magic or not?
What?! Then why did you tell him to wear?!
Because it was the stupid helmet, which I found.
- Dead I liked you better...

- I'm sorry! I'm Erik Lensherr.
- Charles Xavier.
- Fuck you!
- Excuse me. I'm Erik Lensherr.
- Charles Xavier.
- Go fuck yourself!

- You drink to forget?
- No. I drink to remember.

I didn't ask. Charles also did not ask. And Caliban did not ask. And they both are in the ground.

I'm trying, Charles. Believe me, but there are children who are struggling with their power and I'm not able to help them like you. Well, good night.

The first scratch is always the most painful.

New walls, old ghosts.

Your son is a mutant. Accept it.

Without gene and to fight more for what? Consider myself a hero, once pressed - you just gave up.

A saber? Storm. [Charles] what's your name? Cart?

- He's awesome.
- He's a jerk.
- He teleport?
- No, just quick.

- Escape from prison? You know that's illegal?
- If you don't get caught.
(Escape? For this plant.
- If you don't get caught.)

Wolverine, the hairy you naughty boy you!.. All know, frolic...
- What do you think - [claws], - here it is possible to change a diaper?!
- To change? Ha ha... - [Reptiles:] He knows you're a big, all recorded.
- I don't need no babysitter, Cap! If the Duma to appear when we find Frankel was, I'd be a Triceratops! Understand?
- Your job is not to fight, and follow orders! Understand, and La Repetir?
- I'm A Reptile!!!
- At ease, soldiers! I knew you will agree, as the Yankees and tanks. I went.
Hey, wait a minute!..