I am impressed, Richards. A lesser man might have been momentarily disoriented by my unexpected assault, but YOU react without hesitation.

Once again, we stand together at the threshold of a great moment, Richards.

You wanted me here. I'm here.

I thought if Victor was... was 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 I was dead... That he would somehow rise 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 his petty jealousies, his pursuit of 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳, to be the man I thought he could be. Like 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 Victor.

On the contrary, my dear Richards…

I do believe I like these Reeds.

Do you really think you’re everything I deny in myself?

Reed never mocked you, not even when you were expelled from university and added DOCTOR to your name, right around the time HE graduated.

First you wear Reed Richards’s suit, and now you’re using his Coma Cannon? Oh Victor, I knew you were obsessed with Mr. Fantastic, but this is too much!

What the hell are you doing in my private quarters, Richards?

The teleporter in that doorway is very subtle and the wine very strong... but I can't help noticing we've been transported to another building. Your castle in Latveria, I suspect?

Doom: He had this way… this extremely frustrating way, of seeing a problem, not understanding what the problem was, not knowing why it was wrong or how to fix it exactly, but he could simply look at something and see what was wrong.

Are you suggesting we finish the chess game we were playing back in college? On the day you--

Reed watched as Von Doom reinserted his hand into his gauntlet. “That's brilliant.” he said with genuine admiration.

Fare thee well, reprobate. Fare thee well.

If only it were Richards that lie before me instead of you.

You were out. A fresh 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵. Your old life is over. And here you are, fashioning another 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭. What will you do once it's complete? Take over the world? Shake your iron fist at the people below you again?

The very idea that 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 would succumb to 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 other than the hand of 𝘋𝘰𝘰𝘮... created a singular unease in my mind.

“When will you learn? The world needs 𝘝𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳, not 𝘋𝘰𝘰𝘮.” “And the world needed 𝘙𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴, not some ridiculous rubbery adventurer... Who seemingly resides in my 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 now.”

Von Doom looked Reed up and down, as if trying to take the measure of him, and then grinned broadly. It all seemed a game to him somehow. It was becoming clear to Ben, however, that Reed was more than capable of playing that same game if need be.

I have been far and learned many things, Richards. And of all living men, only you can truly appreciate my genius.

Two points for my side, Victor! I'll try to keep it interesting!

Hopefully after tomorrow, we’ll be former enemies.

“Come, a quick tour of the grounds before dinner. My art collection is second to none.” “I’ve had occasion to admire it briefly, although usually I'm being shot at.”

While we each chose very different paths in our lives, fate has brought us together once more.

Doom: Every government trembled before me! Every army awaited my commands! I was unconquerable! Valeria: Until Dad conquered you.

Join me, Richards -- you're the only one with whom I feel an intellectual kinship. Together, the world can be ours.

“What are you doing in my private quarters?” “Oh, hi. Don’t you remember me? I’m Reed Richards, we met on registration day.”

I wanted Richards humbled. I wanted to end the arrogant way he has always treated me — ever since our days in college! But more… I wanted him to see me declared ruler of the world!

For a second time, Reed Richards, I thank you. Perhaps, someday, our paths will cross again.