Hugh Jackman (back to the H list / J list)

Leopold: As I see it, Patrice has not an inkling of your affections, and it's no wonder. You, Charles, are a merry-andrew.

Charlie: A what?

Leopold: Everything plays a farce to you. Women respond to sincerity. No-one wants to be romanced by a buffoon.

Leopold: If it is a ransom you seek, my uncle won't pay a cent. Except, perhaps, for my demise.

Robert Angier: I never thought I'd find an answer at the bottom of a pint glass.

Cutter: Hasn't stopped you looking, has it?

Cutter: You settled on a name yet?

Robert Angier: Yes I have. The Great Danton.

Cutter: Bit old-fashioned isn't it?

Robert Angier: No. It's sophisticated.

Robert Angier: He's a dreadful magician.

Cutter: No, he's a wonderful magician. He's a dreadful showman.

Robert Angier: Which hat is mine?

Nikola Tesla: They are all your hat, Mr. Angier.

Nikola Tesla: Have you considered the cost of such a machine?

Robert Angier: Price is not an object.

Nikola Tesla: Yes, but have you considered the *cost*?

Ginger: If you want a chance in hell at getting your daughter back, you better listen up. Unless of course, you want to stay here, in this loser existence, while your daughter grows up to be the fluffer in her daddy's new videos.

Stanley Jobson: Please pay me the courtesy of not confusing your own childhood with my daughter's.

[Having heard the nicknames of the other X-men, turns to Professor. X who's in a wheelchair.]

Wolverine: What do they call you, wheels?

Wolverine: I suppose you are going to tell me to stay away from your girl.

Cyclops: If I had to tell you that, she wouldn't be my girl.

Stu: I know what you are.

Wolverine: You lost your money. You keep this up you lose something else.

[Wolverine emerges from his fight with Mystique (where they've both looked like Wolverine) and Cyclops goes to shoot him.]

Wolverine: Hey! It's me!

Cyclops: Prove it.

Wolverine: You're a dick.

Rogue: [Referring to Wolverine's claws] When they come out, does it hurt?

Wolverine: Every time.

Victor Creed: Do you even know how to kill me?

Logan: I'm gonna cut your goddamn head off. See if that works.

William Stryker: You were sentenced to death for decapitating a Senior Officer. Your sentence was carried out by a firing squad at ten hundred hours. How'd that go?

Logan: It tickled.

William Stryker: My name is Major William Stryker. You boys tired of running? Tired of denying your true nature?

Victor Creed: Why do you care?

William Stryker: Oh I care. I care because I know how valuable you are. I'm putting together a special team, with special privileges. So tell me, how would you like to really serve your country?

Stryker: Do it for your country!

Logan: I'm Canadian.

Logan: Are you Remy LeBeau?

Remy LeBeau: Do I owe you money?

Logan: No.

Remy LeBeau: Then Remy LeBeau I am.

Logan: I didn't say 'blob', I said 'BUB'!