[ Mind Games -- Quotes ]
- Gentlemen. Help has arrived.
- Let me put it another way--GET IN THE BLOODY CAR!
- I wish you boys could move as fast as you blab.
- LeBeau, you're every bit as charming as Fury said you'd be...
- Martinique Jason. Interpol. Your friend, Nick Fury, wanted us to pluck you out of this C.I.D. mess. Give you a chance to breathe.
- Logan. Turn right. Here. YES, HERE!
- I don't need to tell you boys you're in pretty deep. Bad enough half the world is terrified of this Legacy Virus--and Muir Island being quarantined. Now, Scotland yard thinks it has a mutant serial killer loose--ROAD BLOCK!
- Quite right, Arcade. That's why I took my father's name. Somebody had to carry on the twisted tradition of Mastermind!
- Why Arcade, you flatter me.
- Shall we proceed to Act Two?
- Brav-o.
- What was that? While we were psi-linked I saw something in your head, Arcade. Something...disturbing.
- No. You told me Wolverine killed Locke. That's why I agreed to help you.
- Why should I trust you, Arcade? I want the truth!
- If I invade your mind involuntarily, you'll find it very unpleasant.
- Little man. You've made a big mistake. I have no love for these X-Men...I share my father's disgust for them. You took advantage of that, didn't you "partner"? You took advantage of me! I'll psy-link the lot of us. Tear open your most private thoughts, Arcade. Wolverine didn't kill those five women. You captured him and framed him for the murders. When Gambit came to London, you seized the opportunity to up the stakes. So, you included me in your conspiracy. Why, Arcade? Show us why!
- He couldn't admit that he killed Locke. And so, Arcade made up another game. Using Wolverine auto-mation he created a modern day "Jack the Ripper" stalking the women of London. By leaving Locke's body in the streets...she was hidden among the victims...
- Take your hand from me, Gambit. You of all people cannot judge me. Five women. Five women lost their lives needlessly. Arcade will pay dearly for that, I promise you. As for me? The blood of my hands will haunt me forever...
- Until tonight, Mr. Nelson. Ta!
- Please, call me Mastermind. You're an awfully perceptive man, Mr. Murdock. For an attorney. If not for the unexpected and highly enlightening emotional glitch, you might have succumbed to my hypnotic mental illusions.
- Pity...still, thank you for helping me evaluate this facility's equipment. It once served as a testing ground for the assasin Arcade's Murderworld. Now, it belongs to me. All its technology, all its information...the size of the database that little toad has compiled on the 'paranormal' community is staggering.
- On the contrary! You'd be amazed at the depth of your own portfolio. And since Arcade never collected information without a reason, you should watch your back...
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