Wade: Great. Stuck in an elevator with five guys on a high-protein diet.
Stryker: Oh, Wade.
Wade: Dreams really do come true.
Stryker: Just shut it!
Loki: Last four days on earth, huh? If I had a dick, I'd go get laid. But we can do the next best thing.
Bartleby: What's that?
Loki: Let's kill people.
(Woman spit-takes her coffee.)
Loki: (Cheerfully) Oh no, not you.