We wouldn't even be in this position if I wasn't such a complete screw up. Hey, you're not...

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.