Ultimate Fantastic Four

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Ultimate Fantastic Four (2004-) is a comic book published by Marvel Comics, part of the Ultimate Marvel line. The title features the Fantastic Four characters re-imagined for a modern audience.

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The Fantastic

Benjamin Grimm: You're going to send candy bars to another dimension?
Reed Richards: You know what? Maybe not candy. Because, really, I haven't worked out that level of calculation. Who knows what happens when you send a- a nougat cluster or chocolate into a negative dimension. I could be sending them a bomb for all I know... or poison.


Reed Richards: I'm not pulling my weight or whatever. I'm not contributing.
Susan Storm: You are insane. You reinvented the data processor and ---
Reed Richards: That's just- that's just side stuff. I put all that together to help me work the transporter calculation problems. That's not what I'm-
Susan Storm: Well only you could revolutionize data tech and see that as a side project.


Reed Richards: Ben!! Wh-what are you--?
Benjamin Grimm: Well, the way I see it, clearly, I've gone ape#$%^ insane. Or I'm in a coma having some fantasy dream or something-- So, guess I might as well be the hero in it.


Reed Richards: I can't help but wonder-- What would've happened if we hadn't turned into what we turned into- just in time to deal with Molekevic's insanity? What if we hadn't?
Susan Storm: Wow, you really do like to torture yourself with existential questions no one can answer.

Doom

Victor Van Damme: I was perfect. I have always been perfect. You were never perfect. Scrawny little effort of a man. I can recite my family tree through six hundred years and I can recite the correct superpositioning code. Even now. Even now. You never understood that science is an art, not a system. Modern science comes from Descartes, who said that the conquest of nature is achieved through measurement and number. Do you know how he came to that realization? He had a psychedelic experience with mushrooms in which an angel told him this was so.


(Being hit by a rocket, the Fantasticar ceases being airborne)
Reed Richards: Airbags!
Benjamin Grimm: Great. We're gonna be smothered before we crash.
Johnny Storm: Reed is so clever he can kill us twice in the same five minutes.

N-Zone

Franklin Storm: You're grounded.
Susan Storm: You can't ground me.
Franklin Storm: You're grounded until you're thirty.
Susan Storm: Dad, you can't ground us.
Franklin Storm: I can ground you until you're thirty and keep you in the basement away from boys. It's the law.
Susan Storm: No, it's not.
Franklin Storm: How would you know? I'm a very important scientist and I know everything. Now go to your room.


Reed Richards: Let's start with something simple. Binary code. Establish a basis for conversation. They might think we're techno-retards, but whatever...
Johnny Storm: Send 'em a text, Reed. We R from Earth OMG LOL kthx.


(Reed and Ben discuss Nihil's suspicious nature.)
Benjamin Grimm: I told you, man. His name was E-Vill.
Reed Richards: Was not.
Benjamin Grimm: Your translator thingy caled him, like, Annihilate or Nihilism or something. I mean, there's your frickin' clue train, pulled up right to the station.


(A previously sleeping Johnny Storm is fighting aliens while in his underwear)
Johnny Storm: I'm nuking little alien guys with big guns! I don't know who they are or where they came from or why I'm in Las Vegas! Rock!

Think Tank

Reed Richards: I don't think we'll get in trouble.
Benjamin Grimm: Right.
Reed Richards: I mean, we did save Las Vegas.
Benjamin Grimm: Sure.
Reed Richards: And technically, they started the fight.
Benjamin Grimm: Shut up, man.

Ben Grimm: I don't get it.
Johnny Storm:(sarcastic) Well, that must be it then. I mean, if Sherlock Grimm can't figure it out, it must be truly ungettable, right?
Ben Grimm: I'm sorry, if he asks me to kill him, its suicide, right? Not murder.

Lumpkin: Its a trap, gentlemen. We're going nowhere.
Reed Richards: Is it a trap? Its a bit obvious to be a trap. You don't put a sign up saying 'Caution - Trap Ahead'. I think this is more of a challenge
Underling: Sir, the reinforced-steel elevator just started up again.
Lumpkin: Well, Mr. Richards, do you think this -
Reed Richards: No, I think this is a trap. Let's take the stairs.

President Thor

Ben Grimm:(in tears) Ah, Johnny, you got it easy. Since the accident, you get to go to cool parties and hang out with cool chicks. Me, I just think about suicide. I mean, I figured, hey, no big deal, Reed such a megabrain he'll have me back to normal in a couple of months. But he ain't run tests on me in weeks, and I'm really startin' to get it. This skin condition, this radioactive thing I got here - this ain't goin' away. This is permanent. I'd kill myself if I could find a razor sharp enough. You think maybe Reed could help me with that?
(Reed and Sue step into shot, but still out of Ben's view. Reed in silent tears)
Ben Grimm: You think that's too much to ask?

Child: Gosh, thanks for your autograph, Mr. Grimm. Here's a card with my number on it, so you can call for my help next time you get attacked by the Trapster or something, OK?
Ben Grimm Ah... OK kid, but I gotta tell you, I got a lot of these cards at home...
(mysterious shadow falls accross the street)
Jasmine: Look! Up in the sky!
Ben Grimm: Relax, it's just a meteorite. And in two -
(Masked man flies under the meteorite, catches it, and throws it back into space)
Masked Man: Sorry I cut it too fine there, Ben. All clear.
Ben Grimm: Nah, happens all the time. Its the occupational hazard of being the last normal guy alive. Gotta let the super-people have their fun.

Super-Skrull: You hear that? That's the sound of a billion people dying. Now it's a million. The superpower pills - they always work. Why didn't you take one? You're the first person not to accept them since we began our conquest of the universe. And unlike that idiot Thor or all those stupid mutants we're hunting down right now, you weren't anything special to begin with. Now it's a hundred -
Ben Grimm:(cradling dying girlfriend) No...
Super-Skrull: Now it's five - four - three - two - one. Congratulations, Mr. Grimm, you're now officially the last member of your species. What are you smiling about? Is your brain broken?
Ben Grimm: Leader of your own space empire and you still don't have two braincells to rub together. You told me your suit copies the abilities from all the superhumans in a 100-mile radius, right?
Super-Skrull: Indeed.
Ben Grimm: So what powers do you have when the last man alive ain't got none?
Super-Skrull: Ah.
Ben Grimm: Bingo. It's CLOBBERING TIME!
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