Dopinder, start the fucking car!

Oh, I shit my pants.

Actually, that may have been me.

You're living the dreams, DP.

-Devil-may-care attitude.

Strong thighs.

Beautiful girlfriend.

Sorry I'm late.

I was rounding up all the gluten in the world

and launching it in space

where it can't not hurt us ever again.

Kiss me like you miss me, Red.

What in the fucksickle is this?

My name's Cable, I'm here for the kid.

What? The kid?

Move or die.

Kids give us a chance to be better than we used to be.

He needs you.

You're a lot smarter than I look.

I ain't letting Cable kill this kid.

But I can't do this alone.

Can you speak up?It's hard to hear you with that pity dick in your mouth.

We're going to form a super-duper fuckin' group.

We need them tough, morally flexible

and young enough to carry their own franchise for 10 to 12 years.

We will be known as

X-Force.

Isn't that a little derivative?

You're absolutely right.

Now let's go get our fuck on.

Tell me they got that in slow motion.

Doing the right thing is messy.

But if you want to fight for what's right,

sometimes you have to fight dirty.

And that is why Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

-is pure pornography.

God, I wish I finished college.

It lives up to the hype, plus, plus.

Fuck it, they probably won't even make a three.

Yeah, why would they?

Stop at two. You killed it.