X-Men: Evolution, Season 1

Wolverine:
The vents were easily breached; gonna have to fix that. Maybe electrifiers, or poison gas sprayers.

Storm:
Wolverine...

Wolverine:
Alright, alright...knockout gas, then.

Shadowcat (shudders):
Is it just me, or is anybody else, like, seriously freaked by all of this? (everyone stares at her) Oh. Right, it's just me? Great.

Nightcrawler:
Relax, Kitty; you'll be fine. (he teleports next to her; she gasps) We're right beside you. (he teleports agains on the opposite side of her) Popcorn? (Shadowcat screams) Oops. Heh heh, sorry. Next time I'll honk before I 'port.

Shadowcat:
Whatever. Look, guys, it's getting late. If it's no biggie, I'm gonna, like, drop out. (she phases through the floor)

Nightcrawler:
Ah. She's fully not into the fuzzy dude. Not that I blame her.

Jean Grey (putting a hand on Nightcrawler's shoulder):
Aw, she just needs some time, Kurt. She'll come around.