Best 30 quotes in «black widow quotes» category

Every little prick out there wants me to lift them. I had this one kid from Oklahoma, big fat shitter he was. Legs as fat as a Downers forehead screaming Up, up, Hulk up! at me for ten minutes until I had no other choice. Fat fucker damn near put my back out and then his old man stiffs me with Canadian dollars. Canadian, can you believe that shit?!

And if she doesn't--" "Like all of you, she's a deniable asset, agent. This isn't the Red Cross,

How was it they had cut to Hollywood Boulevard for a fluff piece and ended up with Gangs of New-Fucking-York?! Bonnie looked to her co-Anchor. He was wearing a good mouth for cooling soup.

I am a spy. Not some rooftop-jumping archer, shield-wielding super-soldier, or shiny-metal philanthrobot. I need to make that clear on my business card. Espionage is shadow warfare. Cold combat. Does anything about this feel cold to you?

... But it is the unteachable skill to belong anywhere. The other edge of that is the unfortunate truth. You must first belong nowhere.

How many more jobs... How long will it take... I don't know if I can do it... Even if I could forgive myself... This is what I am now. And you'll never know who I was before.

I can't let you in. I'm sorry. That's one mistake I won't make twice.

I did find your man, Natasha. Though I must say I'm not sure he's the type to bring home to ta mere et ton pere.

I don't have a home. A home is a distraction. In my work one cannot have distractions. I wouldn't necessarily know a home if I had one, though.

It takes so much effort to get close to someone. To navigate those finely woven threads of doubt and trust. But sometimes... sometimes you need someone else.

Marilyn Monroe is pissing me off, Charlie Chaplin owes me twenty bucks, that fucker Shrek tried to fuck my girlfriend at Baskin Robbins.

One benefit of government work? Frequent flyer miles. Seriously, I get bumped up about every flight. Still not as nice as the director's private jet though...

I'm Natasha Romanoff. Nobody judos my ass.

My past is my own.

One way or another we’re taking your bank. All you have to do is decide the level of persuasion we need to apply.

Pro tip: (Often learned too late) Don't argue with crazy. Just expect crazy... to be f*****g insane.

The black widow, who had dispatched a lover or two, was sought out for her wisdom. The young spider asked her, "Did you keep his harmful secret under the threat of danger, or did you spin a web so confusing that he didn't know if you were friend or foe? Did you release him from the web and your presence or will you give another the venom in which to finish him?" The black widow was quiet and then said, "All of the above.

The boulevard was awash with the curious and the shocked as wave after wave of tourist crashed into the unmoving masses of families who had just witnessed a brawl between The Incredible Hulk and SpongeBob Squarepants over territory, boundaries and the age old issue of ownership.

Picking your own jobs means you get to exercise your own ethics. But ethics isn't a science. Which is to say... You do your best... But that doesn't make you right.

That looks bad." "He's had worse." "Should you get involved?" "No. Sometimes an Avenger... But we all have things we need to do on our own.

The passenger refuses to talk. He's only asked for protection. I've gotten calls from a dozen diplomats already. We'll have to let him go in an hour or so. Before that, we need some information from him. We're drifting now." "And you think I can succeed where you failed?" "I am not paid for uncertainty, Agent. Do your thing.

There are food stations around the room, each representing one of the main characters. The Black Widow station is all Russian themed, with a carved ice sculpture that delivers vodka into molded ice shot glasses, buckwheat blini with smoked salmon and caviar, borsht bite skewers, minipita sandwiches filled with grilled Russian sausages, onion salad, and a sour cream sauce. The Captain America station is, naturally, all-American, with cheeseburger sliders, miniwaffles topped with a fried chicken tender and drizzled with Tabasco honey butter, paper cones of French fries, mini-Chicago hot dogs, a mac 'n' cheese bar, and pickled watermelon skewers. The Hulk station is all about duality and green. Green and white tortellini, one filled with cheese, the other with spicy sausage, skewered with artichoke hearts with a brilliant green pesto for dipping. Flatbreads cooked with olive oil and herbs and Parmesan, topped with an arugula salad in a lemon vinaigrette. Mini-espresso cups filled with hot sweet pea soup topped with cold sour cream and chervil. And the dessert buffet is inspired by Loki, the villain of the piece, and Norse god of mischief. There are plenty of dessert options, many of the usual suspects, mini-creme brûlée, eight different cookies, small tarts. But here and there are mischievous and whimsical touches. Rice Krispies treats sprinkled with Pop Rocks for a shocking dining experience. One-bite brownies that have a molten chocolate center that explodes in the mouth. Rice pudding "sushi" topped with Swedish Fish.

They stood either side of him like haunting little genetic bookends. The one thing he’ll leave behind, two kids who called another man for help with their homework.

What you carry with you, it weighs you down, down, down.

Unfortunately, I admit, I do have a home. I have always had a home. Even if it is not apparent to me or anyone else. Home is where the hurt is. That might be the jungle. It might be back on the streets of my birth city. It might be here.

You might think I'm cold-hearted. I am. I can't afford distractions. I've got work to do.

The truth is a matter of circumstance. It's not all things to all people all the time. And neither am I.

What these men do not know about me, though... is a black widow dangling by herself on a single thread... is a deadly thing. A really dangerous thing.

When you need them, agents are at your disposal. And any special gear you'd like?" "As a matter of fact... Yes. I'll give you a list.

You need friends, Nat. I may not be able to help you with what comes next.