Pietro: I Dont Think I Can Mansplain, Manipulate, Manwhore Our Way Out Of This Situation.

Pietro: I don’t think I can mansplain, manipulate, manwhore our way out of this situation.

Scott: Manslaughter it is.

Pietro: “Get married and have kids,” they said. “It’ll be fun,” they said.

Nate: PUT IT OUT! PUT IT OUT!

John: IT’S TOO BIG TO SMOTHER!! GET THE ANTI-FLAMETHROWER!

Luna: It’s called a fire extinguisher. FIRE. EXTINGUISHER.

Scott: JOHN LITERALLY HAS A FIRE MUTATION! JUST CONTROL IT!

Pietro: Don’t. Don’t if you value your sanity.

Jubilee: Scott and Pietro seem to be playing their own separate game, and it’s called Let’s see how uncomfortable we can make our teammates by flirting at fights.

Jean: And they’re both winning.

Scott: You have got to stop breaking into my house.

Pietro: I wouldn’t have to if you just gave me the key!

Jubilee: Where were you? We were worried!

Scott: Don’t worry, Jubes. I was meeting someone who may have changed my life!

Kurt: You met a girl!

Jubilee: What’s her name?! Emma?! Madelyn?! Joanna?!

Scott: Pietro . . .

Kurt: Terrific!!

Scott: No! He’s a member of the brotherhood.

Jubilee: Wonderful!

Scott: No! He’s a thief!

Kurt: Oh.

Jubilee: Scott, you do not have my permission to fuck a thief.

Scott: Oh my god.

Alex: I can’t take this! I’ve hit my limit!

Hank: It’s literally just broccoli . . .