Karl Disley... my Fantastic Four Forever

Sue Storm: You really have no idea, do you?  None of us thinks that way.  None of us – well, except for Ben on the really bad days – but I don’t think any of us truly wants to be ‘normal’, whatever that means.  And even if we did… We can’t be, sweetie. It’s not our… our destiny.  And what I’ve come to realize is… nothing can change that.  Not being poor, not getting jobs, not staying on Earth for more than two months at a time.  On top of which – the world doesn’t want us to be normal.

Regardless of our income, aliens keep attacking us, super-villains keep turning up like bad pennies…

Reed Richards: You’re right. Of course, you’re…

Franklin Richards: Wait, Dad – I can feel a force-field or –

Sue Storm: It’s okay, baby.  Mommy’s in control now.

Reed Richards: Think back to the Impossible man’s past visits.  When he’s come to Earth, it’s been to fight, sheer boredom, by and large – correct?

Sue Storm: Yes.  (All right, I see what you’re getting at…) Which de did not just by tormenting us, but by drinking in as much popular culture as possible.  Movies, cable television, comic books, and the like.

Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa [Caption]: As it is in comic books, so it is in life: You fight, you talk.  You talk, you fight.

The Thing: Hey, yeah.  And whatever Impy saw… he would copy.

Johnny Storm: Oh…kay.  Gotcha. So the big ape and the flying monkeys are ‘cause he’s seen King Kong and The Wizard of Oz… probably a million times.

Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa [Caption]:  God, I wish I had my tape-recorder with me. I couldn't write expositional dialogue this fluid.

The Thing: Okay, Frankie and Val are in the backyard, catchin’ fireflies.

Johnny Storm: Backyard?  Who has a backyard in New York City?

Doctor Strange: It’s a transdimension, actually.  And those aren’t fireflies, Ben, they’re will-o’-wisps.

Reed Richards: Please, Doctor, you were about to give us your diagnosis?

Sue Storm: Yes, is Valeria…?

Sue Storm: Of all the Baxter Building’s marvels, this one’s my favorite: the salt-water swimming pool on the 39th floor.  Johnny’s getting pizza for everyone who’s helping us move… I should be eating with them, showing my appreciation, but after today…

“Men! You just can’t resist acting like silly little boys, can you?”

Sue Storm: We are who we are, Reed.  The Fantastic Four.  Rick or poor… On Earth or in space… In Gap clothes or our blue jumpsuits…

Reed Richards: Susan..

Sue Storm: What, baby?  Am I wrong?

Reed Richards: No, sweetheart.  Not.. at… all.

[Kiss.]

First meeting of Namor and Sue Storm.

The Thing: Ya want more? Keep yappin’, pal.

Reed Richards: And I know I’m not the most romantic, spontaneous soul in the world…

Sue Storm: No, but that’s not… that isn’t what I signed on for.

Reed Richards: Nevertheless, I promise you: next year, not matter waht –

Sue Storm: Shh.  You don’t have to say it, Reed.  After all these years… I get it.

Reed Richards: How did it go?

Sue Storm: You ever notice that you always repeat my question when you want to buy time to think of a good answer?

Reed Richards: I repeat your questions to buy time?

Sue Storm: Reed –

Reed Richards: It’s – I was just – trfying tr haph a thandwith.

Sue Storm: Answers first, then food.

Doctor Doom: The girl child has kept me waiting on the doorstep like some common traveling peddler.  I expected better hospitality, Cyclops, even on your little pretend island kingdom.

Reed Richards: I’ve done it!  I’m drifting into as world of limitless dimensions!! It’s the crossroads of infinity – the junction to everywhere!