[lighthearted, talking to Karen about the time he and Foggy filled their dorm room with popcorn]: we were stupid freshmen, thought it'd make us the talk of campus. You see, the plan was to bag it all up and fill the chem lab with it after that grouch Dr. Richardson practically failed the whole class. I think if anything it proved why we specifically failed, got the ratios all out of wack. The place probably still smells like stale butter.

[Intimidating, as Daredevil]: Unless you want me to break every bone in your hand before tossing you to the NYPD I suggest you start talking. This is Roscoe Sweeney's pool hall, isn't it? So where is he?

[a little more serious, as Matt Murdock]: After my dad died it was all I could think of, it was one of the only things keeping all of that rage in check, a purpose, a promise to help the people that deserved it in their fight for justice.