- Johnny Storm: In the void, you're either food for Alioth or you work for her.
- Deadpool: Go on, Johnny.
- Johnny Storm: And I'll tell you who 'her' is: Cassandra Nova. A megalomaniacal, psychotic asshole. A finger licking dead-inside pixie slab of third rate dime-store nut-milk. And I'll tell you what she can do.
- Deadpool: I'm listening.
- Johnny Storm: She can lick my goddamn cinnamon ring clean and kick rocks all the way to bald hell. In fact, I don't give a shit if she removes all my skin and pops me like some nightmarish blood balloon. If the last thing I do in this godforsaken cum-gutter existence is light that fuck-box on fire, I still won't die happy!
- Deadpool: Holy shit, girl. You crazy.
- Johnny Storm: That's right, Wade. I won't be happy until I've urinated on her freshly barbecued corpse and husk-fucked the charred remains while gargling Juggernaut's juggernuts.
- Deadpool: Wow.
- Johnny Storm: And you can quote me.
- Deadpool: 'Kay.