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I'd be grateful to the Brotherhood for giving my life meaning.

I never get furious. As we say in fencing, 'What's the point?'

You're determined to protect me.

From yourself. You don't have to do this.

There's no point in living if you can't feel alive.

Don't blame Vicky.

I don't. If there's one thing I taught her, it was to play all sides. She's more like me than I ever imagined. But I am curious. What did you give her?

A little respect, Stan. Something you should've given me.

What good would that do? Where would it even go but to the bottomless, gaping pit of insecurity you call a soul?

None of it is worth a thing if I lose you. Do you hear me?

What's the point of a race?

To see if I'm better than the other guy.

Just proves you're faster, that's all.

If we weren't natural enemies, and you weren't trying to steal my reason for existing, I might actually like you.

Well, if you weren't planning on sucking the life out of the girl I love, I might... No. Not even then.

There's always a confused soul that thinks that one man can make a difference. And you have to kill him to convince him otherwise. That's the hassle with democracy.

The truth rarely makes sense when you omit key details.

Love is the one thing we're capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space. Maybe we should trust that, even if we can't understand it.

The point of the game is to get the ball in the hole.

Point of a woman is to shut the fuck up, Dana.

It does not make sense that humans deliberately malfunction.

Yeah, that's because your memories are filled with ones and zeros, pal, and our memories are filled with every fuck-up we've ever made.

I just hope my death makes more sense than my life.

[to Thanos] Where are they?

Answer the question.

The universe required correction. After that, the stones served no purpose beyond temptation.

You murdered trillions!

You should be grateful.

It's amazing to meet you. It is simply extraordinary. Maybe this will all make sense if I explain who I am. My name is Dr. Ellie Staple, and I'm a psychiatrist. My work concerns a particular type of delusion of grandeur. It's a growing field. I specialize in those individuals who believe they are superheroes.