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I gave you the chance of aiding me willingly, but you have elected the way of pain!

I choose a mortal life.

You cannot give me this.

It is mine to give to whom I will. Like my heart.

Wade! Four or five moments.

I'm sorry?

Four or five moments that's all it takes.

To...?

Be a hero. Everyone thinks it's a full-time job. Wake up a hero. Brush your teeth a hero. Go to work a hero. Not true. Over a lifetime, there are only four or five moments that really matter. Moments when you're offered a choice - to make a sacrifice, conquer a flaw, save a friend, spare an enemy. In these moments, everything else falls away. The way the world sees us. The way we...

[Deadpool gets bored and shoots Ajax in the head, killing him]

Why?

You were droning on.

A soldier will always choose death over humiliation.

Will you marry me?

I don't think now's the best time!

Now may be the only time! I love you. I've made my choice. What's yours?

Barbossa! Marry us!

[swordfighting] I'm a little busy at the moment!

You're a lot like your father. You really are, Peter, and that's a good thing. But your father lived by a philosophy, a principle, really. He believed that if you could do good things for other people, you had a moral obligation to do those things! That's what's at stake here. Not choice. Responsibility.

That's nice. That's great... That's all well and good. So where is he?

What?

Where is he? Where's my dad? He didn't think it was his responsibility to be here to tell me this himself?

Oh, come on, how dare you?

How dare I? How dare you?

I'm not asking you to forgive me. I just want you to understand.

I've done terrible things too.

I didn't choose to be this. The only thing left of me now... is my daughter.

I forgive you.

I didn't want this. But I had no choice...

We always have a choice. You had a choice when you killed my uncle.

Whatever comes our way, whatever battle we have raging inside us, we always have a choice. My friend Harry taught me that. He chose to be the best of himself. It's the choices that make us who we are, and we can always choose to do what's right.

Well, Harry's in love with her. She's still his girl.

Isn't that up to her?

She doesn't really know who I am.

Because you won't let her. You're so mysterious all the time. Tell me, would it be so dangerous to let Mary Jane know how much you care? Everybody else knows.

We are who we choose to be... now, choose!

Not everyone is meant to make a difference. But for me, the choice to lead an ordinary life is no longer an option.

Misery, Misery, Misery, that's what you've chosen. I offered you friendship and you spat in my face. You've spun your last web, Spider-Man.

I could squash you like a bug right now, but I'm offering you a choice. Join me! Imagine what we could accomplish together... what we could create. Or we could destroy! Cause the deaths of countless innocents in selfish battle again and again and again until we're both dead! Is that what you want? Think about it, hero!

You and I are not so different.

I'm not like you. You're a murderer.

Well, to each his own. I chose my path, you chose the way of the hero. And they found you amusing for a while, the people of this city. But the one thing they love more than a hero is to see a hero fail, fall, die trying. In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you. Why bother?

Because it's right.