I know there are certain benighted souls who think I'm some kind of third-rate hero, Scavenger -- but I'd think that you of all people -- would know better! But since you seem a bit confused -- let me make this perfectly clear... I was in the world-saving game when people like Firestorm and Black Lightning were still in diapers... I've worked hard to earn the respect and trust of every living creature beneath the waves -- and I take my job very seriously... so get this through your head, punk... I'm Aquaman, King of the Seven Seas... and I'm the BEST!
There's an ancient wisdom I should have heeded long ago, if only I had recognized its truth applies as much to me as to all men. True happiness is found along a middle road. There lies the balance and the harmony -- with reason and emotion not at war, but hand in hand.
Symbols are very important. Superman has his "S", Batman has his bats, Lantern has his ring, on and on. I need a symbol, too. So the sea creatures know I'm of the surface, and the surface men know that the sea can turn their weapons against them.
I didn't want this, Noble. We are much alike, the two of us -- both fiercely loyal to our people. But the reflection I see has a flaw -- too stubborn or stupid to act in a reasonable manner. I thought we might have a chance to clear up this misunderstanding. But you wouldn't listen to reason. Now -- swear your allegiance to me and call off your troops! This is over!
Enough! You're accomplishing nothing with all this talk! People are dying down there, and you're wasting time debating parliamentary procedure! You talk about wanting to govern... why not lead by example?
That's right, Garth, you can stop them from helping me. You can kill them all, can't you? Maybe you can even kill me to serve your slavish loyalty to tradition -- the same traditions that exiled me in the first place. I guess we'll find out. Because I'm taking Mera with me -- unless you kill me -- if you can.
I'm sick of you, Manta. I'm sick of knowing that you're alive. As long as I've known you, you've killed innocent people. Women and children -- my child. You're not an activist, you're a depraved sociopath. Sick animals are destroyed, and I'm having a difficult time understanding exactly what makes you any different.
I swore an oath to uphold everything Atlantis stands for! I owe it to the people to vanquish the usurpers and restore my rule! I am Orin of Atlantis! Those sorcerer scum will squirm like the spineless jellyfish they are before the power of this!
Yes. Your king. Your king who would rather be buried in the mud next to his human father than his own people. Your king, who was hunted as a child because of his ties to the surface world. Your king, who returned when you begged him to help rebuild Atlantis. And who, after giving his blood to do it -- was hunted again. Now it's your king's turn to hunt.
...And this is the Shaggy Man! I wasn't in on that one-- But the rest of the gang told me all about it! They battled him down in... Waitaminnit! Something's very wrong here--! --We never had a statue of the Shaggy Man!
We are who we are. Nothing can change that. Not a hook for a hand. Not long hair or a beard. Not being a teenager or an adult. None of that stuff matters because in the final analysis I am still king of Atlantis — and my will be DONE!
I'm Aquaboy! I was born of a human sea-captain father-- and an amphibious mother, exiled from the lost underwater continent of Atlantis! I can live in both elements-- air and water! But out of water-- less than an hour! That's why I fought you-- In your well-meaning but misguided attempt to save me from "drowning"!
Don't they make you feel like God? With their blind faith. Their unconditional love. Their implicit trust? And when they look up into your eyes, you actually start to believe there's absolutely nothing you can't do o protect them. If only...