Wolverine: How is she?
Dr. Jean Grey: She's fine.
Dr. Jean Grey: I think she's still taken with you.
Wolverine: Well you can tell her... my heart belongs to... someone else.

Pyro: I'm driving.
Wolverine: Maybe next time.

Nightcrawler: Excuse me? They say you can imitate anybody, even their voice.
Mystique: [as Nightcrawler] Even their voice.
Nightcrawler: Then why not stay in disguise all the time? You know, look like everyone else.
Mystique: Because we shouldn't have to.

Storm: [about Nightcrawler's scars] So... What are they?
Nightcrawler: They're angelic symbols, passed on to mankind by the archangel Gabriel.
Storm: They're beautiful. How many do you have?
Nightcrawler: One for every sin. So quite a few.

Magneto: Quite a talent you have there, Pyro.
Pyro: [Flames appear in Pyro's hand] I can only manipulate the fire. I can't create it.
Magneto: You're a god among insects.

Magneto: What's your name?
Pyro: John.
Magneto: What's your real name, John?
Pyro: Pyro.

Professor X: For someone who hates mutants, you certainly keep some strange company.
William Stryker: Oh, they serve their purpose. As long as they can be controlled.

President McKenna: What is that?
William Stryker: A jet.
President McKenna: What kind of jet?
William Stryker: We don't know-but it comes out of the basketball court.

Madeline Drake: This is all my fault.
Pyro: Actually they discovered that it's the male who carries the mutant gene and passes it on, so it's his fault.

Storm: I love what you've done with your hair!
Beast: You too.

Pyro: Nice helmet.
Cain Marko: It keeps my face pretty.

Wolverine: This isn't training anymore, guys. This is the real Iceman: Logan, we're not kids anymore.

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