Blue Beetle (Jaime Reyes)

Jaime Reyes is a fictional character in the DC Universe. He is the third, and most recent, Blue Beetle.

Blue Beetle: Road Trip

Issue 7 "How I Survived My Infinite Crisis"

Jaime Reyes: I can't believe this. I'm meeting the ''Justice League''. I can tell my parents I helped the Batman.

Batman: . . . Say Superman.

Jaime Reyes: Huh?

Batman: Trust me. tell them it was Superman. Everybody likes him.

Jaime Reyes: Doesn't anybody like you?

Batman: They're not supposed to.

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Green Arrow: "Blow it up" is your big tip for the rookie?

Black Canary: This from the guy who fights everything from robots to aliens by shooting them with tiny sticks.

Green Arrow: Very fast sticks. Fast and pointy!

Issue 8 "Road Trip"

Jaime Reyes: You're the tag-along.

Brenda: I am the driver. The driver is never the tag-along. The driver facilitates, and should, therefore, be held in the highest esteem by the lowly passenger.

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Paco: You ask me, it's not on our side.

Brenda: Have you noticed that we've stopped asking you things?

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Jaime Reyes: You took your time!

Christopher Smith: Wanted to study your tactics.

Jaime Reyes: How'd I do?

Christopher Smith: Who set the church on fire?

Jaime Reyes: Oh, like that was Plan A.

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Danielle Garrett: That was . . .?

Christopher Smith: An anesthetic nerve gas.

Brenda: You made nerve gas from common kitchen items?

Christopher Smith: Also used anti-freeze and road salt. Let's not exaggerate.

Issue 9 "Blink of an Eye"

Christopher Smith: What happened next was my own damn fault. 'Cuz if there's one clear rule in this world . . . it's do not stick your finger in the ancient alien coffin.

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Jaime Reyes: . . . Do you mind if Paco and I go out?

Mr. Reyes: Where? The mall? Catch a movie?

Jaime Reyes: Actually, there's a big fire on the highway 375 loop and I was going to go help.

Mr. Reyes: Huh. This is . . .

Mrs. Reyes: New.

Mr. Reyes: . . . Uhhhh. Can the armor handle it?

Jaime Reyes: Yes.

Mrs. Reyes: No fighting. No monsters.

Jaime Reyes: Nope.

Mrs. Reyes: Homework done?

Jaime Reyes: Yes ma'am.

Mrs. Reyes: But if you're going to be late, call.

Mr. Reyes: Go, be careful. And let's say, when it's a natural disaster, not school hours, you can just go.

Jaime Reyes: Thanks, Dad.

Mrs. Reyes: And no monster fighting unless they start it.

Jaime Reyes: Okay, Mom!

Paco and Jaime leave.

Mrs. Reyes: This was not in the manual.

Mr. Reyes: There was a manual?

Issue 10 "My Mother Box, My Self"

Brenda: Who builds a zap-o-matic travel thingy with no instructions? And it just dumps you in the middle of nowhere? I am so annoyed. Mysteries of the universe, you stink.

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Jaime Reyes: Why can outer space never just be cool?

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Jaime Reyes: Set phasers on "pebbles."

The Scarab: (something in its alien language)

Jaime Reyes: I know they're not "phasers." I'll explain later.

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Issue 11 "With Gods On His Side"

Metron: An interesting plan.

Brenda: I didn't hear a plan.

Metron: They will devise it shortly.

Brenda: But you already-

Metron: I'm Metron.

Brenda: -That's your answer to everything, isn't it.

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Jaime Reyes: Huge fancy-talking guys with swords on top of giant super-horses fighting evil! I take it back! Outer space is very cool!

Blue Beetle: Reach for the Stars

Issue 13 "Bug on the Run!"

The Reach: This moment in a planet's evolution is dangerous. You have the technology to destroy yourselves, but your wisdom is not as advanced. Only 2% of civilizations survive past this threshold! Tragedy!

. . .

Jaime Reyes: I think we're doing okay.

The Reach: You have abolished war, racism, disease and hunger?

Jaime Reyes: Wow. Way to raise the bar.

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Christopher Smith: Beats those aliens who showed up and tried to enslave the planet.

Jaime Reyes: Which ones didn't try to enslave the planet?

Christopher Smith: . . . Gimme a second.

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Jaime Reyes: That went okay.

Christopher Smith: Any alien encounter you don't wind up dead or probed, take the win.

Jaime Reyes: Nice.

Christopher Smith: Especially probed.

Jaime Reyes: Your stories are getting weirder. You know that, right?

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Christopher Smith: Never trust an alien.

Jaime Reyes: Isn't Superman-

Christopher Smith: He's American.

Issue 14 "It's a Guy Thing."

Jaime Reyes: (on being attacked by flying penguins programmed to destroy him) Flightless and harmless? These are flightful! And harmful! FULL OF HARM!

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Guy Gardner: (on the Reach) Yeah. I see why the Oans don't like them. Guardians used to have the universal monopoly on snark. These guys are a threat to that.

Issue 15 "Meets Big Blue"

Eclipso: You stink of science, not magic!

Jaime Reyes: And you stink of . . . evil stink? Evilosity? Banter. Sucks. So much.

Issue 18 "Titans Together!"

Brenda: Oh for- they're just out-of-state students! From the state of ridiculously tall and gorgeous Amazons with perfect skin. Alba-chusetts. West JessicaBiel-burg. Stupid Alba-chusetts.

Blue Beetle: End Game

Issue 22 "Fanning the Flames!"

Danni Garrett: --Don't just call something "slash" if you file it on the internet though, you get some very interesting-

Jaime Reyes: You're sure this thing can survive a trip so far underground?

Danni Garrett: Only one way to find out!

Jaime Reyes: No! No! There are other ways to "find out"! Like tests and experiments!

Danni Garrett: Oh, yeah. Whoops.

Mrs. Reyes: You cut the second scarab out of your own neck. With a sharp piece of alien armor. What, there weren't any broken bottles around? No dirty spoons?

Christopher Smith: Heh. Okay. Calmin' down. You're good at this.

Mrs. Reyes: Yes. I have a soothing voice. I also stabbed you with a needle full of sedatives.

Christopher Smith: That's . . . a very big needle.

Mrs. Reyes: Well, you're a very big jerk.

King Tovar: Less talk! More vengeance!

Issue 23

Brenda: You're right . . . You've got nothing.

Jaime Reyes: How is that helping?

Brenda: I'm agreeing! I'm saying he's right!!

Jaime Reyes: New rule, Brenda! Somebody says "I'm doomed," you say "wrong!"

Jaime Reyes: I didn't choose to have this power. But I can choose what to do with it. Just like--we don't choose the life we're born into, but we can choose what to do with it.

Mrs. Reyes: That speech sounds familiar.

Mr. Reyes: He was eight. I never thought he'd actually listen to me.