So what are you gonna do next?
I'll figure it out. I always do.
Alright. So I'll probably see you around?
Probably not. See you, bub.
Most scenes together: Wade Wilson / Deadpool & James "Logan" Howlett / Wolverine (15), Wade Wilson / Deadpool & Paradox (5), Wade Wilson / Deadpool & Nicepool (4)
So what are you gonna do next?
I'll figure it out. I always do.
Alright. So I'll probably see you around?
Probably not. See you, bub.
Where do I sign?
Oh, there's no need for paperwork.
Good! Not to brag, but I do not read.
Did you say you made an educated **** wish?
They call me "the Merc with the Mouth". They don't call me "Truthful Timmy, the Blowjob Queen of Saskatoon". [Wolverine yanks his claws out of Deadpool's thigh]
One more word. Please, give me one.
Gubernatorial. [Wolverine raises his fist, causing Deadpool to flinch]
You know what? You're a **** joke. No wonder the Avengers didn't take you or the X-Men, and they'll take **** anyone. I mean, you are a ridiculous, immature, half-wit moron. I have never met a sadder, more attention-starved, jabbering little prick in my entire life and that says a lot 'cause I've been alive for more than two hundred **** years, and I'll tell ya, that bald chick was right about one thing: You will never save the world! You couldn't even save a relationship with a goddamn stripper! And mother****er, I wish I could say you'd die alone, but it's one of God's best jokes that you can't die, EXCEPT THAT'S ON ALL OF US! [Deadpool looks down, silently enraged] Oh, you got nothin' to say, Mouth?!
Oh, are you? [Deadpool throws a punch in far more rage, violence, and aggressiveness than before, causing Wolverine's nose to bleed] Oh, you motherf-! [a very, VERY lengthy fight ensues as the two duke it out]
I take it all back, the Honda Odyssey ****s hard. Too bad you don't, needle dick.[motions for a round two]
Oh, we're just getting started, bub.
[they continue fighting for hours, until they get exhausted and faint]
Whoever it is you think I am, you got the wrong guy.
You were always the wrong guy. Until you weren't.
I’m tired of these absolutely vile rumors that I got Johnny killed. Let’s look at the tape. [showcases the footage of his and Logan's conversation with Johnny Storm in the Void]
In the Void, you're either food for Alioth, or you work for her.
Go on, Johnny.
And I'll tell you who "her" is. Cassandra Nova. A megalomaniacal, psychotic asshole. A finger-lickin', dead inside pixie slab of third-rate dime store nut milk. And I'll tell you what she can do!
I'm listening.
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 god-forsaken, ****-gutter existence is light that ****-box on fire, I still won't die happy.
Holy shit, girl, you crazy!
That's right, Wade. I won't be happy until I've urinated on her freshly barbecued corpse and husk-**** the charred remains while gargling Juggernaut's Jugger-nuts.
Wow!
And you can quote me.
'kay.
You stupid piece of shit, you just got him ****in' killed!
Hey, we're ALL grieving! P.S., do you know what he was doing to the budget?!
Holy shit! You save the good stuff for special occasions?
Killing, mostly.
What's the wind resistance on those blowjob handles? Sorry! Just a catty bitch when I'm jealous. Let's do this. Maximum effort.
Sorry! Wolverine-ing is hard!
Make it stop!
Mangold tried!
You sick ****! Logan was a hero, and the only thing worth a shit to ever come out of Canada!
Get my country's name out of your **** mouth. And my sword. Gimme that.
Oh. Whiskey dick of the claws. It's quite common in Wolverines over forty.
You don't want this.
You're right, I don't. And unless you wanna take a deep breath through your ****in' forehead, I suggest you reconsider. Let's go, peanut.
Get the **** off me.
Shh sh-sh...[grunting] almost done.
Getting my knife out of your buttocks, you [rips baby knife out of Wolverine's thigh] pervert!
Hold your fire! [The Deadpool Corps stopped] Sweet little puppy.
I’m tired of these absolutely vile rumors that I got Johnny killed. Let’s look at the tape. [showcases the footage of his and Logan's conversation with Johnny Storm in the Void] Gotcha, **** face.
The mask is really intimidating, huh? It's like Batman, except he can move his neck.
My brain could taste your fingers and they tasted like hate! And where in God's name is the intimacy coordinator?!
Ooh! Look at those jammies. That only took twenty ****in' years!