I love you, Wade Wilson. We can fight this.
You're right. The cancer is only my liver,
lungs, prostate and brain. All things I can live without.
What if I told you we can make you better?
You're a fighter. We can give you abilities most men
only dream of.
Make you a superhero. You just promise you'll do right
by me so I can be right by someone else.
And please don't make the Super suit green or animated.
One thing that never survives this place is a sense
of humor.
We'll see about that posh spice.
Oh, come on, You know,
leave me all alone here with less angry Rosie O'Donnell.
Yeah, yeah, I want to shoot,
baby.
You may be wondering why the red suit.
Well, that's so bad guys can't see me bleed.
This guy's got the right idea.
He wore the brown pants.
Hear the music.
Let's go give it to you.
You're such a douche this morning.
Oh God, you are hard to look at.
You look like the topographical map of Utah.
Exactly.
Won't be the one in the not going to be
holy.
I am very turned on right now.
You are haunted. Look like an avocado had sex with
an older avocado.
Thank you.