Black Panther: The mantle of Black Panther can now be laid to rest. His mission is done.
Invisible Woman: T'Challa, the world has many dangers. For your people's sake - and the entire world's - a man with your powers can never rest.
The Thing: So what do you say?
Black Panther: Then, let the monument of the Panther stand tall! The Black Panther is ready to stalk again!
The Thing: [sees a sad Johnny] What's the matter, Junior? Can't sleep? Here, have some milk. Couple of gallons of moon juice always does the trick for me.
The Thing: [hears someone prowling around] Well, it ain't Christmas, so that can't be ol' Saint Nick and his boys on the roof.
The Thing: [sees the Black Panter] What are ya, a AWOL from the cast of Cats?
Mr. Fantastic: Ben, what's going on?
The Thing: Sorry, Stretcho. Didn't wanna wake ya...
Invisible Woman: Well, we're all awake now, Ben. Well, come on! Or is it our new policy to let anyone break into our new headquarters and get away with it?
The Thing: [chuckles] You're a girl after my own heart, Susie!
Mr. Fantastic: Why are you attacking us?
Black Panther: It's difficult for a warrior such as I to find challenging prey. And now, let the hunt begin!
[the Black Panther tracks the Invisible Woman]
Black Panther: My every sense is as sharp as any jungle cat's. I hear even the softest footfall.
Invisible Woman: [near a loudly running generator] My only chance is to stand stock still, and hope this generator drowns out my breathing.
[does so... ]
Black Panther: I applaud your cleverness, Mrs. Richards. But even when a panther cannot hear his victim, he can always detect a scent.
Klaw: For years, the world called me mad to hunt for what that mound of yours contains: pure vibranium, the one element necessary to power my sound transformer! Don't you see? With the vibranium I can transform pure sound into any living form I desire! Oh, how the world will grovel before Klaw!
T'Chaka: I command you to leave Wakanda. So says T'Chaka, the chieftain.
Klaw: Then why bother speaking at all!
Human Torch: Sorry I'm late, brother-in-law. I had to defrost the big orange Thingsicle.
Black Panther: At last, the Black Panther's prey has arrived.
The Thing: Oh, yeah? Puss-in-Boots' prey? Well, you better start prayin' I don't catch you!
T'Challa: You have my word that I shall not attack any of you again. And T'Challa, hereditary chief to Wakanda, does not give his word lightly.
The Thing: Chief?... But you mean I've been clobbering the Lion King?
[sees the Panther statue of Wakanda]
The Thing: Man, what a sight. Bet the pigeons are gonna do a little stalkin' of their own on this baby.