[After Toad, blown into the mansion by Storm's powers, meets Nightcrawler for the first time.]
Toad: Whoa! What are you, some kind of ratty plush toy?
Nightcrawler: The name's Nightcrawler, and at least I don't reek like unwashed lederhosen.
Toad: You blue-furred freak!

[As Toad chases Nightcrawler through the mansion, the former hurling insults at the latter.]
Nightcrawler: As you say in America, "neener, neener, neener!"
Toad: That ain't gonna help you, boy!
Nightcrawler: You're so slow, you couldn't catch flies off a windshield!
Toad: Fight like a man!

Professor Xavier: Yes. The boy is, indeed, gifted. He could be one of us.
Storm: Sometimes, Professor, I think your good heart blinds even you from the truth.
[Nightcrawler suddenly leaps down the hall, chased by Toad]
Toad: I'm gonna rip that pointy tail off, ya fuzzy gecko!

Toad: [chasing Nightcrawler] Come here, Wookiee boy! Come on, come over here, don't make me come up there, don't make me, oh, now you're starting to tick me off...

Professor Xavier: Todd Tolansky does indeed have the gift of the X-gene. He is welcome to join us, if he so desires.
Toad: [still mad at Kurt] The only thing I desire is blue-boy's fuzzy head!

Wolverine: I came back 'cause I thought I smelled trouble brewing. [glances at Toad] Of course, it could've just been stink-boy there...
Professor Xavier: I wish it was. Welcome home, old friend. We've missed you.

Nightcrawler: [checking out the Blackbird] Sehr gut! Is it yours? Please tell me you get to fly it.
Cyclops: It's ours. If you stick around long enough, I'll teach you how to pilot this bad boy.
Nightcrawler: But...I almost got you guys killed a few minutes ago.
Cyclops: Yeah... don't do that again. But look, we all mess up sometimes; I know I do. That's why we're all here: to learn not to make mistakes like that. That's why we'd like you to stay.
Nightcrawler: And you don't mind... the way I look?
Cyclops: [Laughs] Dude, just don't hassle me about my shades and we'll call it even.
Nightcrawler: We have a deal, then.
Cyclops: Welcome to the team. Come on, I'll show you where they hide the sodas.

[Kitty had just walked away from Avalanche]
Avalanche: You can run, but you can't hide. Cause I'm gonna rock your world!

Sabretooth: One shall fall by the other's hand. It's our destiny, and we can't change it.
Wolverine: I didn't know you went for that philosophy mumbo-jumbo!
Cyclops: [to Sabretooth] Hey, hairball! I got your destiny right here!

[Wolverine, Cyclops and Nightcrawler beat Sabretooth.]
Nightcrawler: Heh! We showed him. We are the X-Men!
Wolverine: I don't fight your battles. So don't fight mine. [storms off]
Nightcrawler: [to Cyclops] Ahh, he loves us.
Cyclops: Oh yeah, big time.

Wolverine: Hey, when I give a demo, I give a demo.
Cyclops: A demo, as in "demolish", or "demonstration"?

Wolverine: The vents were easily breached; gonna have to fix that. Maybe electrifiers, or poison gas sprayers.
Storm: Wolverine...
Wolverine: Alright, alright...knockout gas, then.
Shadowcat (shudders): Is it just me, or is anybody else, like, seriously freaked by all of this? (everyone stares at her) Oh. Right, it's just me? Great.
Nightcrawler: Relax, Kitty; you'll be fine. (he teleports next to her; she gasps) We're right beside you. (he teleports agains on the opposite side of her) Popcorn? (Shadowcat screams) Oops. Heh heh, sorry. Next time I'll honk before I 'port.
Shadowcat: Whatever. Look, guys, it's getting late. If it's no biggie, I'm gonna, like, drop out. (she phases through the floor)
Nightcrawler: Ah. She's fully not into the fuzzy dude. Not that I blame her.
Jean Grey (putting a hand on Nightcrawler's shoulder): Aw, she just needs some time, Kurt. She'll come around.

Cyclops: Nice job, Kurt. You'll make a pilot, yet.
Nightcrawler: Thanks!
(Kurt starts piloting with his feet.)
Cyclops: ...or maybe not.

Nightcrawler: Was? Got a scent?
Wolverine: Yeah... I smell fear.

Wolverine: (to Kurt, about Kitty) ... and keep an eye on the half-pint here.
Shadowcat: Hey!