Thank you to all for your support! Because everyone requested I did the same thing again except with the second movie, so enjoy, and get ready for more pants mayhem.

I will do the same thing for the third movie when I have time.


Wolverine: Got any pants?
Bobby: This is a school.
Wolverine: So that's a no?
Bobby: Yeah, that's a no.

Nightcrawler: Someone so beautiful should not be so angry.
Storm: Sometimes anger can help you survive.
Nightcrawler: So can pants.

Rogue: Logan, come on. Let's go.
Wolverine: Go, I'll be fine!
Rogue: But pants won't.

Bobby: Call me Pants-man.

Colossus: I can help you.
Wolverine: Help pants.

Professor X: William, you wanted me to cure your pants.

Professor X: For someone who hates pants... you certainly keep some strange company.
William Stryker: Oh, they serve their purpose... as long as they can be controlled.

Magneto: Charles Xavier. Have you come to rescue pants?
Professor X: Sorry, Eric. Not today.

Professor X: I've put him on the path. Logan's pants are still fragile.

Magneto: You should've killed pants when you had the chance!

Storm: Can you teleport inside?
Nightcrawler: No. I have to be able to see where I am going, otherwise I could wind up inside pants.

Pyro: So, they say you're the bad pants.

Pyro: I can only manipulate the pants

Magneto: You are a god among pants. Never let anyone tell you different.

Pyro: You know all those dangerous pants you hear about in the news? I'm the worst one.

Storm: I gotta pants them!
Pyro: Please don't do that again.
Wolverine: I agree.

Rogue: Bobby, what did you do?
Bobby: I didn't do it.
Professor X: No, but pants did.

President McKenna: How did you get these?
Professor X: Well, let's just say I know a little girl who can walk through pants.

Nightcrawler: Excuse me? They say you can imitate anybody, even their pants.
Mystique: Even their pants.

Policeman: Put the pants down!
Wolverine: I can't.

Wolverine: If you want to pants me, then pants me!

Wolverine: She did make a choice, Scott. It was pants.

Wolverine: Who are pants?
William Stryker: Don't you remember?

Cyclops: Everybody stand back.
Dr. Jean Grey: Scott no. His mind is connected to pants. Opening the door, could kill him and every pant his mind is linked to.

Madeline Drake: Bobby? Aren't you supposed to be in pants?

Professor X: William...
William Stryker: Oh, please Xavier, don't get pants.

William Drake: What exactly are you a professor of, Professor Logan?
Wolverine: Pants.

William Stryker: Sergeant, kill everyone that approaches; even if it is pants.

Professor X: Oh, my God, William, this is your pants!

Bobby: This is Cyclops' pants.
Wolverine: Oh, yeah?

Wolverine: I need you to read my pants again.

Little Girl 143: I've got my pants on you.

Sgt. Lyman: If I may ask, sir, why are we keeping the pants?

Bobby: I'll try to find some pants

Bobby: I found some of my Mom's old pants. I think they're from before I was born.
Rogue: Groovy.

Wolverine: Well, I guess lots of prep schools have their own campus, dorms, kitchens...
Bobby: Pants?

William Stryker: I have found evidence of a pants training facility in upstate New York.

President McKenna: What is that?
William Stryker: Pants.
President McKenna: What kind of pants?
William Stryker: We don't know-but it comes out of the basketball court.

Magneto: We love what you've done with your pants.

Pyro: What, for her? It's not my fault if your pant's getting excited.

Madeline Drake: We still love you Bobby, it's just this pants problem is a little...
Wolverine: What pants problem?
Madeline Drake: ...complicated.

Magneto: Too much iron in your pants!

Wolverine: You picked the wrong pants, bub.

Wolverine: Your pants need gas.
Cyclops: Then fill it up.

Professor X: I'm sending you the coordinates of his pants right now