//text// = thoughts (text) = small text, whispers. New Quotes: X-Men Origins: Wolverine Wolverine: Are you Remy LeBeau? Gambit: Do I owe you money? Wolverine: No. Gambit: Then Remy LeBeau I am. X-Men Origins: Wolverine Gambit: May I deal you in? Wolverine: What can I get for 17 bucks? Gambit: 17 dollars.. A cab ride home, perhaps. X-Men Origins: Wolverine Gambit: Those are mighty nice tags you have on there, sir. The man who took me wore tags just like them. *charges card* X-Men Origins: Wolverine Gambit: You don't like flying, huh? Wolverine: I'm fine, just concentrate on what you're doing. Gambit: You sure? You've got a little bit of sweat on your brow there. Wolverine: Very funny. Just keep your eyes on the-- Gambit: On the what, the clouds? Keep my eyes on the clouds? X-Men Origins: Wolverine Wolverine: Hey if this makes you feel any better, this is really gonna hurt! Gambit: Well yeah, kinda does actually. Uncanny X-Men #379 Angel: I'm thinkin' back about a year ago, maybe more...somebody swiped a Matisse from my New York penthouse. Gambit: Why you be lookin' my way when you say such things? Rogue: Maybe, Gambit, because you're a thief. Storm: Not for a Matisse, Rogue. Remy's taste runs more to Cezanne. Annual Gambit 1999 - GAMBIT'S TAPE-RECORDED JOURNAL Gambit: * Day two. No food, but I found a tape recorder. Figure a journal might help if some explorer finds a frozen Cajun Surprise a few hundred years from now. Been spelunkin' a bit. Diggin' through th' remains of the base. Seein' what I might find. Place really pancaked in on itself when it blew up. Makes for a really tight squeeze getting around. On the plus side, there's no food, so I'm losin' enough weight to slink around in no time at all. * Day four. Cold. Never been colder. Loisiana Bayou boy chillin' in th' Antarctic. Go figure. An' whose fault is it you're in this mess? Your own an' you know it. Can't even get the power to come back on. No lights. No heat. An' did I mention--no food?! Glass is half full, plenty of water, just wedge some ice under my armpit until it melts. Wouldn' want my legacy t' be nothin' but whinin', after all...an' what will my legacy be? A life of takin' things. Stealin'. But never buildin' anything. No real friendships. No lasting loves. And family? Any family that didn' betray me...I ended up betrayin'. No chance t'tell them how sorry I am. No guts t'tell them when I had the chance. Woe is me. I really hate the morose Gambit. Let him diehere, figuratively, if not literally. * Dinner time! Let's scrounge for plastic shavings an' seat covers! * Almos' done...can't survive off scraps...gotta leave...but I know I won't make it...more'n a few kilometers... One last room... Haven't been able t'get into...maybe somethin' there... Food--a plane--anythin' be nice about now... Make a deal wit' th'devil himself at this point... * Annual Gambit 2000 Gambit: Y'know, I've had a pretty good night of it--an'what does that say 'bout me, considerin' I spent most of it wit' people tryin' t'kill me--an' I'd rather it not be ruined by your Oprah-moment! Annual Gambit 2000 Nightcrawler: Should I be on your side or his? Gambit: Th' prudent answer would be mine, of course! But th' truth is, when I'm involved, who can ever really tell? Nightcrawler: (sigh) Annual Gambit 2000 Shadowcat: Your bioscans are a mess, Remy. Your mutant powers are epileptic inside of you. Gambit: That would explain the perpetual gas, neh? Gambit #18 Gambit: Yeah, that'll work, Denti. "You're under arrest". An' they say feds have no sense of humor... Gambit #21 Mystique: Since when can you kinetically charge organic matter? Gambit: Long story. Sorry 'bout the singed fingers--always did hate sizzlin' skin--but better that than havin' this baby go boom in the middle of this place, neh? Gambit #21 Gambit: Eventually, one of you mooks is gonna realize not to play poker wit' me--'cause my hand will always win th' pot! Gambit #22 Gambit: I know you Neo got thick skulls, but this is ridiculous! Gambit #22 Rax: By taking down the leader of an X-Men "Clan"--I will be rewarded with the proper respect due me! Gambit: Oh, c'mon, next you gon' bully me for my lunch money! Gambit #22 Rax: You die now, Remy LeBeau... But know you have earned the respect of the Neo... Gambit: ...Much appriciated... Gambit #24 (after kissing Jake) Gambit: Jacob Gavin Jr. speechless. Now I have seen everythin'. Astonishing X-Men #1 Rogue: What am I going to do with you, Remy LeBeau? Gambit: I have a list, but I left it in my other pants. Uncanny X-Men #266 (first issue with Gambit!) Gambit: Do us both a favor, hey, pup-pup? Scoot away from the girl. Uncanny X-Men #266 Gambit: Hasn't been your night, eh, chére? Or maybe it has--considering how often I'm here to rescue you. Uncanny X-Men #266 Gambit: This is getting to be a habit. I've lost track, chére, who rescues whom next? Uncanny X-Men #266 Gambit: Parachute. Cute. Not likely to be much help down here. Storm: Just goes to show, you do not know everything. Gambit: Whoa! Very nice, Stormy--the way you get the wind to do whatever you want. How come it doesn't always work, eh? Storm: Because some people won't shut up and let me focus the concentrate I need to prevent that from happening! Uncanny X-Men #277 Hepzibah: This mammal is easy meat. Gambit: Famous last words, chere. Hepzibah: You truly believe so, Gambit? Gambit: Now, mam'selle, more'n ever. Shall we party. Uncanny X-Men #277 Gladiator: Your agility saved you when last we met, Gambit. Not so, this time. Gambit: You think, Gladiator? Maybe 'cause you've only seen what happens...when I charge up an' toss a single card. Let's see how well you handle--the whole deck! Uncanny X-Men #277 Gambit: Say to you, homme, what I told the real Wolvie, last we tussled: "Bang, you dead!" Uncanny X-Men #298 Jean: Bishop and Gambit -- if you'll please lose your weapons...? Bishop: It's always been my belief that a soldier should never divest himself of the security of his armaments. Gambit: Mon Dieu! Does the man sleep with a teddy bear as well? Uncanny X-Men #298 Gambit: Bishop--y'know how Storm's always sayin' dere are times you should mellow out...rein yourself in? Bishop: What about it? Gambit: This is NOT one of those times. Uncanny X-Men #298 Gambit: //Have t'keep this fight away from de children.// Frenzy: This is what you've learned as an X-Man, Remy--to run away? Gambit: People change, Joanna. Never took you as de mindless sheep type. //Time dis jus' right. Put de object in motion...// Frenzy: Mutants need not live in fear of humans! I have heard Magnus's words! I have seen the liiiiIGHHT! Gambit: So I see, chere. Uncanny X-Men #313 Gambit: Ahh, de good ol' days, when dis thief's only concern was the big score. Tell me, Yuio, how'd you and I ever get involved in dis whole Hero Gig? Uncanny X-Men #318 Gambit: Speaking o' which, whose 'Three Stooges Collected Works' video? Cyclops: Ummm, that'd be mine. It was... er, a gift... a wedding gift. Gambit: Like I said, you're a lucky man, Scott Summers. Uncanny X-Men #325 Gambit: If I've learned anyt'ing about life wit de X-Men--it's dat anyt'ing is possible. Uncanny X-Men #326 Gambit: Act'lly, Stormy... I came up here to de roof so that I could spend some time alone. Storm: I do not believe you. Gambit: When I met you, chere, you were trapped in a twelve year old body... I thought, "Someday she'll grow out of being so stubborn." Storm: No such luck. Uncanny X-Men #326 Gambit: You will remember, Creed. 'Cause when you don't... I'll be here to remind you. Uncanny X-Men #330 Gambit: S'funny, ain't it? De way life goes about changin' everyt'ing--one moment to de next. Jus' a few weeks ago, it was me lyin' in dis same bed--recoverin' from my kiss wit' Rogue. You were standin' over me, Betsy. Telepathically probin' my mind wit'out askin'. Lookin' to learn somethin' I don' want nobody t'know. Ever. You and me--we never did get a chance to talk about what it is ya did learn...did we, Betsy? I wonder, chere--did y'learn my secret? My shame? Uncanny X-Men #333 Gambit: You t'ink dey serve drinks at de late show? Phoenix: I think the more nervous you get--the more jokes you crack. Gambit: Shh. Ancient family secret. Uncanny X-Men #333 Gambit: Great. Won'erful. Just what we need. Another selfappointed savior of humanity who-- Phoenix: Quiet, Remy. Uncanny X-Men #333 Gambit: If we was as evil as ev'body t'inks--we'd have grabbed a few of dem as hostages. Phoenix: Gambit! Gambit: I said "if". Uncanny X-Men #333 Gambit: You want me to kinetically charge dese cards--and use 'em to make a new doorway outta the wall instead? Just when I was afraid de only reason ya asked me to come along is my irrisistable animal magnetism. Phoenix: Don't push it, Cajun. Gambit: Who, me? Uncanny X-Men #334 Cerebro: Security alert. Sector: Subrqur V. Gambit: In English. Cerebro: That was English. Uncanny X-Men #334 Gambit: For de first time since you dropped into dis century, you called me Remy. You tryin' to make me blush? Uncanny X-Men #337 Gambit: So why's everybody callin' him "Joseph"? What is dat all about? Maybe I should just start callin' myself somethin' different. James. "Gambit"? No, I'm James. Uncanny X-Men #341 Gambit: My fav'rite part was when y'waited for de exact instant he doubted himself... before y'gave him de couple de grace. Cannonball: Thanks, sir. Gambit: Call me Remy, Sam. (Or Joseph at the very least.) Uncanny X-Men #342 Beast: Pay attention, class. That circle on top..? That's our pre-navigated destination. A stargate allowing us to traverse the lots o' lightyears between here and Shi'ar space. Gambit: And those small dots..blockin' our path? I supposed it's too much to hope dat's just snow. Beast: Snow, it's not. Uncanny X-Men #342 Joseph: Gambit, I just wanted to thank you for supporting me back there. It means more than I can say. Gambit: Don't go gettin' all misty-eyed, mon frere -- us untrustworthy types have to stick together, neh? Uncanny X-Men #342 Joseph: This is embarassing. Gambit: For you, sure. Joseph: But why is it my magnetic powers don't work on this alien metal? Gambit: Maybe 'cause it ain't metal? It's prob'ly some kind of polymer. But not t'worry. We'll improvise. I'll charge-up de wall... and release de kinetic energy stored inside... like dis. Voila! Joseph: Remy, you are full of surprises. Gambit: Joseph, you don't even know de half of it... //And here's hopin' ya never have t'find out.// Uncanny X-Men #343 Rogue: Need a hand there, Bishop? Bishop: No, I (urngh) have everything (mmph) under control! Deathbird: You're going to have your innards splayed on the end of my talons if you do not unhand my royal personage, human! Gambit: Nice talk, D. No wonder you have no friends. Uncanny X-Men #350 Gambit: But I love you. Rogue: You're honest with the people you love, Gambit. Otherwise... it's a gamble. Uncanny X-Men #361 Shadowcat: Uh-oh... Strategy? Gambit: You know de one dey call "retreat"? Uncanny X-Men #361 Gambit: Statue it may be, but it's got eyes for you... An' claws, an'-- Uncanny X-Men #361 Shadowcat: I guess you had a change of heart after the temple? Gambit: In it. But don' go sayin' that on the street, petite. You'll ruin my reputation sure enough. Uncanny X-Men #366 Gambit: First one who didn't trust Joseph, say "I told' ya so!" (I tol' ya so.) Uncanny X-Men #366 Nightcrawler: We're heading into the heaviest turbulance--unglaublich! Gambit: How're we supposed t'fly through this? Wolverine: Try flappin' your arms, Cajun! Uncanny X-Men #367 Gambit: Oh, th' pain. Rogue: Hush, Cajun, an' get up! Gambit: Mus' be paralyzed. Rogue: Convenient position. Uncanny X-Men #367 Wolverine: What yer doin' is suicide! Cajun, you're the closest -- help 'im! Gambit: Non, that would really be suicide. 'Bout time everyone on this team started trustin' that everyone else on this team knows what they're doin'! Wolverine & Gambit: Victims #1 Gambit: I knew includin' you in dis was a mistake. "Rogue": Why? Afraid ya might get pinched in the act? Gambit: Au contraire, mon petite. It's dat it's now come down to dis--I'm spendin' my time with a hologram of de one I love. Wolverine & Gambit: Victims #2 Wolverine: Might've thought to bring a bigger car-- Gambit: Dunno, I find it kinda cozy. Wolverine & Gambit: Victims #2 Wolverine: One problem solved. Gambit: Which is? Wolverine: You won't be needin' mouth to mouth... X-Men Annual Shattershot #1 Rogue: You can get your hand off me anytime now.. Gambit: Ma cheri, if you do not wish to engage in espionage of such intimate proximity--perhaps you should not have chosen such a confined accessway for our approach, neh? X-Men Annual Shattershot #1 Gambit: A romantic moonlit flight through the mountains, cherie? Rogue: If your armpits sweat on me, I'll drop you. X-Men Annual Shattershot #1 Gambit: Ah, well, the only thing I like more than mugging for the cameras, is mugging the camera itself! X-Men Annual 1997 Gambit: Always did want one of dem weed whackers. X-Men #1 Cyclops: Under the rules, Gambit... Gambit: I know, Cyclops. Je suit mort--I am now dead. As I always suspected...redheads, they have a dynamite kiss. X-Men #1 Gambit: Great plan, m'sieu Bête. Got a feeling, though, it don't come to Magneto as any surprise. Beast: WHULMF! Gambit: You still playin' nice, m'sieu...by usin' that wreckage to give Beast a tummy-ache...'stead of punching it straight through him? That bein' the case...I won't charge these cards enough to kill! Magneto: A fortunate desicion, young man--for you! X-Men #1 Cyclops: That sir, is no way to treat a lady. Gambit: Or Rogue neither, hein? Beast: Myomy, talk about a man who loves to live dangerously. X-Men #2 Gambit: Pardon my asking, m'sieu--but who died an' made you God? X-Men #4 Gambit: Alors! I thought I'd joined the X-Men...not the Brady Bunch! There are some things I prefer not to do in a group! X-Men #5 Gambit: The gentleman assumes the pot is his to win...but I have a literal ace up my sleeve. X-Men #6 Gambit: Lookee here, mes amis...another bad guy wit' his hair pulled into a pony tail. Is there some dress code nobody tell me 'bout? X-Men #6 Gambit: Je m'excuse, m'sieu Tooth--but, second-hand smoke is the leadin' cause of lung cancer... X-Men #7 Gambit: 'm all outta cards--so I haveta settle for hurlin' this tres gouche debris! But better nobody 'tempt tellin' me I the only one 'preciatin' the irony o' it all. X-Men #8 Rogue: I thought you'd appriciate me makin' you an ol' fashion Cajun meal with muh own two hands. Gambit: If I made a list of things to do "with your own two hands"--stirring gumbo wouldn't be on it. X-Men #8 Gambit: It's only been ten minutes, mon ami--an' I already know I don't like you. Much. Rogue: As in "at all". X-Men #8 Gambit: Just between you an' me, mon ami...if you were right, if I was planning on murdering the X-Men in their sleep...you'd be first. X-Men #8 Gambit: A plasma rifle against a boysenberry pie? Can you see the crazed psychopath in this picture? X-Men #8 Bishop: Is this wise? Gambit: Keep laughing or she'll kill us. Rogue: Ah suppose it's fittin' ya die with a smile on your face! Gambit: I'm not shaking, chere. I got it on good author'ty--I'm going to oulive every one of you. X-Men #8 Gambit: S'il vous plait! That is no way to treat a lady, m'sieu--'specially when dat lady is my wife. X-Men #8 Wolverine: So yer the skirt that tamed the Cajun? Bella Donna: "House-broke", to be more acc'rate. Gambit: Nice t'see everyone's havin' their ha-ha's at my expense. X-Men Declassified #1 Gambit: From the look o' things, I'm in Caldecott County, Missis-ess-eye-pee-pee-eye... X-Men/WildC.A.T.s Crossover, Silver Age Grifter: Nice trick. Gambit: I don't do tricks. Grifter: Oh. Then how'd you get out of your shackles? Gambit: Maybe I just ain't as dangerous as you are. Grifter: Maybe. But I doubt it. Nick Fury: Which one of you is Cole? Gambit: The ugly one. X-treme X-Men #05 Gambit: Chere, chere, chere--you ever t'ink maybe the direct approach, she ain't always the best? Rogue: Like you've ever tried. Gambit: Once or twice, jus' for fun. Didn't take. Boocoo points for brass, though, an I love the dress. X-treme X-Men #05 Gambit: Dis is not my idea of a good time. Rogue: Tell me about it. Gambit: Dis is one of the best! Rogue: You're crazy. Gambit, you know that! Gambit: Crazy for you, chere. X-treme X-Men #09 Gambit: I throw de cards. De cards go boom! End of bad guy. End of story. X-treme X-Men #10 Gambit: Shame on you, Storm, you an' Rogue keepin' secrets! Storm: That's why they're called private lives, Gambit. Gambit: Have I told you yet, chere, how much I like the new look. Makes me regret--just a little--dat my heart already be spoken for. X-treme X-Men #10 Gambit: Yo, homme, you got a name? Shaitan: I am called Shaitan! Gambit: What's with the stones? Shaitan: They will amplify the ability of your body to generate energy to the point sufficient to open a portal between this dimensional plane and the one beside it. Gambit: Lemme guess, dat ain't so good a t'ing por moi, hien? Shaitan: What makes you think I care? Gambit: Jus' makin' conversation, is all. X-treme X-Men #16 Gambit: How many powers you imprinted, woman? Fire an optic blast! 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