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You don't want to be a hero. You just want to be super.
But even as a member of the J.S.A., with friends that have become like family, I still feel, in the pit of my stomach-- alone. Complete and utterly alone. I tell myself I'm okay with that. Maybe one day, I actually will be.
Listen, I don't care if it is an annual tradition. I'm not working with a team of funny-animals!
Those that didn't drown were burned. Or died in the concussion. Over one thousand souls. A statistic. Barely made the evening news.
You'd be surprised how freeing it is to know that your strength comes from something inside yourself.
We do the same thing we've always done. We make a better world.
Miss me, Kitty Cat?
They attacked us. They attacked us in our home. What message does it send to every other mask, meta or hired gun out there, if we let them hit us where we live?
I thought I knew who I was -- Kara... Power Girl, cousin of Superman. But I'm someone else --
I'm sick and tired of him beating up on me, and if going to him's the only way this is going to end, well...
It was stronger than I thought, and not knowing it almost cost me my life! But I've got a flash for you, mister-- You don't scare me anymore!
... Comic books... You know, illustrated magazines made up of narrative artwork accompanied by dialogue and descriptive prose.
You're a surgeon. You can pick your arm up and do whatever you want with it-- after you tell me where I can find my friend Terra!
I need to pull it together. If I blubber like a baby I'm gonna punch myself in the face. Oh man, I'm gonna lose it. I miss Kal so much. I miss my family. I miss Huntress and my universe and--
A child of Krypton. Spirited away from a dying world. Only to find a home on Earth-- and a place in that world. A purpose. An identity. A cousin to the world's greatest protector. A "Supergirl" to his Superman. But this world would be lost to another kind of Crisis. And I would be spirited away again.
"Trouble at work"? If I hear one more moron in a fancy suit underplay how much my life is going down the toilet, I'm gonna make their rib cage into a hat.
At least I've been ale to keep him down here and out of the city. For now. But I'm going at this like we're in round fourteen of a heavy-weight bout-- and big boy here is acting like he's taking a stroll on the beach!
Donna didn't do this. And Nicholas is right. I've dragged regular people into my mess.
Dude. Get a grip. I just tore open the four-ton door to your safe room with my hands. And Batman is standing next to me. Of course you're scared.
I remember. I know who wrecked my company. I know who murdered Donna. I know who's hidden from the entire world. His name is Max Lord. AND I REMEMBER.
Kay, you saying you've "been spending a lot of time on me'" is something I'm gonna need to wash off for a month, but more to the point... What the Hell are you doing?
Great, the villainous monologue from crazy guy... I mean crazy monkey guy. It's worse than sharks with laser beams on their heads.
Well, I guess you can take the D.N.A. out of the dog, but not the dog out of the D.N.A. So, you wanna help me rip these guys a new one, boy?
We all screw up. We all do dumb things. Unintentionally dumb things. Embarrassing dumb things. Unintentional, embarrassing and dumb things that are--not exactly--our fault. But when you're a superhero, the magnitude of the unintentional embarrassing and dumb things, well... They can really bury the needle in the red on the "screw up" scale.
I know. I'm fighting Dinosaurs. Fighting dinosaurs alongside Superman. On many levels, this could be considered very cool.
She's a magician, she's got magic everything. Dinnerware, car, washing machine, bras-- magic out of the wazoo!
I guess it would be easier if I pretended I was a drunk playboy.
And Bruce... It's good to have you back. I mean, I know you've been back a while. But I never got to say... Well... It killed me... a lot... that we lost you. But you're back. It always seems that the best ones manage to make their way back.
Look. I've had a long day. I'm tired. And I don't want to hear your speech, or your life story, or your cry for vengeance. Just tell me how much money you want, or the precise geographical location you want to rule, or whatever, and let's get on with it.
Let's go over this point-by-point and you tell me just exactly what the Hell this was all about. And don't leave anything out. After all, we've got all the time in the world.
Seriously? That's it? Monkey falls down and I win?
What?? "BUSTY AIRBORNE LASS"? Eh... I've been called worse.
Usually it's impossible to catch a cab this time of day...
An alien ship landed in Prospect Park, three fashionable women got out and caused some trouble, I got caught in the self-destruction of the ship and now they turn up in midtown Manhattan throwing cars at some guy in a Buck Rogers backpack. Seems I'm becoming a magnet for this sort of thing.
"Pregno-Ray"? Seriously? You just said Pregno-Ray out loud?
It's gonna take more than a suit of armor and a big hammer to kick my ass.
What's everyone looking at me for? How am I supposed to distract... Oh.
Nice backpedaling. Admit it! Your big plan was to ram a plane into Superman's house!
If I ever get my hands on the guy who planned this... ooooh, will he be sorry!
People always ask me why I have this hole right here. They think I'm showing off...or just being lewd. But the first time I made this costume, I wanted to have a symbol like you. I just... I couldn't think of anything. I thought, eventually, I'd figure it out. And close the hole. But I haven't.
As long as I can juggle semi-trucks and leap over buildings, I'm fine.
My name is Power Girl. I'm the last daughter of the Multiverse.
You disrespect my cousin one more time, kid, and I'll use my heat vision to turn you into Supergirl-Prime.
You can call me Power Girl, Wildcat. It's as good a name as any other, and it won't confuse you with my cousin. His name you already know--it's Superman.
How are we supposed to catch someone we can't touch?
You're quite the little newsmaker.
No one... calls... me... fragile!
Really? Wildcat-- I-- Am-- Not-- A-- Broad!
And just what do you think you're doing, you Romper Room Romeo?
Well, I don't know who you are, mister -- much less why I should listen to you -- but I'll give you one piece of of news and one suggestion... the name is Power Girl: P... O... W... E... R... G... I... R... L -- and the suggestion is that you stay out of my way...
What's the matter, Hal? Are you feeling nostalgic for the good old days when your teammates were normal heroes? Like Martians and winged people?
Please stop messing with my globes.
You better hope your teeth stay in place when I get my hands on you!
Well, unfortunately for you, you're not dealing with Superman... You're dealing with me!
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