Johnny Storm:
We wouldn't even be in this position if I wasn't such a complete screw up.
Ben Grimm:
Hey, you're not a complete screw-up. A 'partial' screw-up, maybe.
Johnny Storm:
Thanks.
Ben Grimm:
Look, there's nothing you and me can do now. It's all up to the eggheads.
Johnny Storm:
You think Reed's right? That this might really be the end of the world?
Ben Grimm:
He's never wrong about stuff like this.
Johnny Storm:
[after a long silence]
You know, I'm not a very deep kinda guy...
Ben Grimm:
[mocking Johnny's attempt at a sincere tone]
No?
Johnny Storm:
I'm just saying,
[lowers voice]
Johnny Storm:
if we can't stop this, if it's really the end of the world... how are you going to spend your last few minutes?
Ben Grimm:
[stares into his empty pitcher and thinks about the question]
Part of me would like to go out fighting.
[pauses for a second]
Ben Grimm:
But to tell you the truth, I think I'd like to spend my last few minutes holding onto Alicia.
Johnny Storm:
[absentmindedly]
That sounds good to me.
[notices Ben's jealous stare, realizes what he said, and tries to backtrack; he begins to stammer]
Johnny Storm:
Not holding onto Alicia, because she's your girlfriend, not mine. I have no interest in her whatsoever.
[sees Ben's look getting worse]
Johnny Storm:
Not that she's not attractive, because she is. 'So' attractive. I mean, who wouldn't want to...
[the glass pitcher shatters in Ben's hand]
Johnny Storm:
What I meant, is that it's just nice to have somebody.
Ben Grimm:
Well, you got me pal.
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