GAMBIT: Said th' same thing four years ago when I was stuck to y'sister on that velour...
ANDREAS: I remember! And I shall make you pay for that incident too! After I have the princess in my grasp...
GAMBIT: 'Member you mentionin' somethin' about that too, but you were talkin' 'bout Fergie...
COURIER: You risked my life on a hunch?
GAMBIT: Apparently, yes.
COURIER: And how'd you know where I--
GAMBIT: Two words. Puh leaze.
COURIER: Okay okay I won't underestimate you ever again--if you promise not to tell my father I let someone follow me. Daddy would be mortified.
GAMBIT: We gotta move. I got th' gas.
COURIER: Did you eat Thai--?
GAMBIT: I meant th' canister!
COURIER: Oh...
Gambit: "Nah. Forces me off balance. I dont' like bein' off balance."
Rax the Neo: "Arrogant fool!"
Gambit: "Oh c'mon, next you gon' bully me for my lunch money!"
Gambit: "Not my preference, really--but look around Bel--do we really have much of a choice?"
Emil: "We could pretend it ain' happenin' an' go take de jewels outta de Epurer house over dere..."
Gambit: "Don' make me give you a time-out, Emil..."
Gambit: "Jus' as bad as th' time you conned me into stealin' that jet plane..."
Mercy: "Yeah, an' look how well that turned out!"
Gambit: "We crashed th' plane!"
Mercy: "Exactly! Like Emil said, fun time!"
Cyclops: "Ummm, that'd be mine. It was... er, a gift... a wedding gift."
Gambit: "Like I said, you're a lucky man, Scott Summers."
X-Baby Gambit: "'Specially the little ones."
Nina: "Bet you feel stupid now, don't you doodie-head."
Gambit: "Well dat's a rallyin' cry if e'er I did hear one."
Cyclops: "Whoa... whoa..."
Gambit: "Forget it, Summers... de crazy ol' goat's all yours."
Marrow: "We're outta here!"
Storm: "Boosted?"
Gambit: "You stole radios?"
Marrow: "Gimme a break. I'm getting lectured on taking things by a pickpocket and a member of the Theive's Guild?"
Gambit: "Um, Right..."
Wolverine: "Boy's a regular secret machine, Kitty."
Gambit: "Takes one to know one, Wolverine."
Nightcrawler: "Good comeback."
Gambit: Need... or want?
Jean: "Don't push it, Cajun."
Gambit: "Who, me?"
Bishop: "I stored it. Where'd you hide the bo-staff?"
Gambit: "Don't ask if y'don't want to know."
Rogue: "You're honest with the people you love, Gambit. Otherwise...It's a gamble."
Gambit: "In English."
Cerebro: "That WAS English."
Storm: "He is about to receive a painful lesson in the law of gravity and humiliation unless the good Earth responds to my call."
Gambit: "CA C'EST ASSEZ! Enough! I'm sorry already! Less wit' de guilt and more wit' de savin' Chere!"
Gambit: "Or we're just too good for words."
Cable: "Don't get cocky, LeBeau."
Storm: "Must you call me that, Remy?"
Gambit: "Good to see you too. Dat Beldame, she..."
Storm: "Is MINE."
Gambit: "Absolutement, chere."
Storm: "What now?"
Gambit: "You had your plan. It got me loose. Now it's my turn."
Gambit: "Pardon my asking, m'sieu...but who died and made you God?"
Jubilee: "No fair! No fair! No fair! It was Rogue who cheated first! She couldn't have caught that bounce without her powers."
Gambit: "Let it go, Jubilee. Rogue says she did not cheat, d'accord. But the gloves are off now, hey? Any agreement not to use powers is null and void, no? And my powers can make this game real interestin'." (charges the basketball)
Jubilee: "OH NO...!"
Quicksilver: "That's correct, Gambit. No need, because I could have handled them without you and Psylocke's help."
Psylocke: "If getting killed fits your definition of handling them, then I'd have to agree."
Gambit: "Short Li'L Fella."
Jubilee: "All adamantium and attitude. One of a kind. We'd like him BACK."
Beast: "And don't forget our Japanese-by-way-of-Britain Ninja warrior. You can imagine how hard THEY are to replace!"
Jean: "Yes, Warren...I am. Now shush. Bishop and Gambit, if you'll please lose your weapons...?"
Bishop: "It's always been my belief that a soldier should NEVER divest himself of the secturity of his armaments."
Gambit: "Mon Dieu! Does the man sleep with a teddy bear as well?"
Jean: "I HEARD that, Gambit."
Gambit: "No, Chere. Not having you in my life...? Dat was hard."
Joseph: "Point taken."
Gambit: ”As if I'm gonna let you punch out on an exit line like dat, Chere?"
Rogue: "Hush, Cajun, an' get up!"
Gambit: "Mus' be paralyzed."
Rogue: "Convenient position."
Gambit: "Or Rogue neither, hein?"
Beast: "Mommy, talk about a man who loves to live dangerously."
Remy: (Bishop pulls his gun out) "A plasma rifle--(remy charges a piece of pie up) 'gainst a boysenberry pie? Can you find the crazed psychopath in this picture?"
Rogue: "Gambit is right, Bishop!"
Bishop: "eh?"
Rogue: "If anyone is behavin' like a prime candidate for the Acolytes--it's you!"
Remy: (throwing the pie) "You're wasting your massive lungs, chere...He's not one t'listen t'reason!"
(Bishop moves and the pie hits Rogue in the face.)
Remy: "Oooooops."
Rogue: " 'Oooops'? I spent four hours sweatin' ovah a hot stove-- an' the best ya can offer is OOOOOPS?!"
(Bishop and Remy are laughing watching Rogue get mad)
Bishop: "Is this wise?"
Remy: "Keep laughing or she'll kill us!"
Gambit: " Dear Lord...give me de strength."
Jean-Luc: "Is that a scots restaurant?"
Gambit: "Never Mind!"