Logan: You wanted the animal, Colonel. You got him.
Logan: I didn't call him 'blob', I said 'BUB'.
Victor Creed: Nobody kills you but me.
Wade Wilson: You know, I love this weapon more than any other thing in the whole wide world you wanna know why?
Victor Creed: No.
Wade Wilson: It's memorable. Sure it's bulky, tough to get on a plane. You whip out a couple of swords at your ex-girlfriend's wedding, they will never, ever forget it.
Victor Creed: That's funny Wade, but I've think you confuse me with someone who gives a shit.
Wade Wilson: Right well it's probably not as intimidating as having a gun, or bone-claws or the fingernails of a bag-lady... Manicure?
William Stryker: Your sentence was carried out by a firing squad at o eight hundred hours. How'd that go?
Logan: It tickled.
William Stryker: You boys tired of running? Tired of denying your true nature?
Victor Creed: What do you care?
William Stryker: Oh I care. I care because I know how special you are. How valuable. Look you can stay here locked up like freaks of nature or you can join me. I'm putting together a special team, with special privileges. Now tell me, how would you like to really serve your country?
William Stryker: Don't worry, we'll stop him.
Weapon X General: Really? You just spent half a billion dollars making him indestructible.
William Stryker: All the horrible things in your life... Your father, the wars, knowing that the woman you loved was hunted down. I can make all this go away. Join me, and you will have your revenge.
Victor Creed: Do you even know how to kill me?
Logan: I'm gonna cut your goddamn head off. See if that works.
William Stryker: I can't take Victor down myself, Logan. To kill him you're going to have to embrace the other side. Become the animal.
Answer: That would indeed seem to be the case. Granted, it would have to be an extremely lucky shot to find one of those holes under his flesh, but, yes, it is an apparent vulnerability.
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