Iron Man: Free play is over, Juggernaut. Go back to prison and maybe we'll get you a nice indestructible treadmill.
Mayor of Super Hero City: [narrating] This is real, true believers, not a hoax, not a what if.
Iron Man: Oh oh, I smell clone.
Thor: Aha, you like it? Aah, manly! It's called 'Ragnarok's spiff'.
Iron Man: Not cologne, clone. As in cheap copies of the original.
Thor: Aye, thou hast busted me royally. 'This a foe fragrance. I got it at Odin-mart.
Thor: I say: speaketh to the hammer! Don't make me break out the hoses.
Iron Man: Hold the hoses there, Goldilocks.