- Invisible Woman: This is pretty uninspired. The big, bad Doctor Doom kidnapping me just to lure us here to your wretched little island?
- Dr. Doom: Yes, I'm so sorry to involve you in the timeworn damsel-in-distress cliché, Mrs. Richards. I fear the only thing missing is the onrushing train! However, sometimes expediency outweighs originality. Now, with your permission...
- [leaves]
- Dr. Doom: [to Daredevil] You Primrose Popinjay, you're too late! The Fantastic Four are dead, and you are in time for your own demise!
- Dr. Doom: You leave me no choice but to act for the greater good. I've just destroyed the fusion limiters from Reed Richards' dimensional reactor. In exactly one minute, it will create a minute tear in the space-time continuum, reducing this building - and, regrettably, most of Manhattan - to cosmic dust! Let it weigh on your souls!
- [leaves]
- Dr. Doom: A pity, really. I never did get to see Cats.
- Dr. Doom: A toast, Boris: To Reed Richards and the Fantastic Four, who have of late passed on to the undiscovered country. Bereft of their interference, I'm free to bring much-needed peace and order to a world gone mad!
- Mr. Fantastic: Amazing, Daredevil - how did you find your way through that mess?
- Daredevil: Hm... call it a gift. Came with the red suit.
- Dr. Doom: I've made an interesting little improvement in your ventilation system. I will now suck all the air out of the room, and like the martyrs of Masada, you may watch each other die. Have a nice day.
- [exits, chuckling sinisterly]