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Anime & Manga
Reaper: I seek the demon king! So it's true, you've turned to evil!
Koro-sensei: Huh? Excuse me, young man, but do we know each other from somewhere?
Reaper: I'm your pupil! Don't tell me you've forgotten?!
Koro-sensei: Huh? Excuse me, young man, but do we know each other from somewhere?
Reaper: I'm your pupil! Don't tell me you've forgotten?!
Might Guy: I see your team didn't do too bad, Kakashi. They must have gotten real lucky. Of course with my team still around, your team is doomed to failure. After all, what matters on the next test is ability, and we've got you far outclassed. Well, I guess a part of growing up is learning to deal with heartbreak, huh, Kakashi? (looks at him with a smirk)
Kakashi: Hmm? Did you say something?
Might Guy: AAAAAAAAAAGH!note ... Grr, all right, Kakashi you win this round! Boy, that drives me nuts when he acts so cool! There's no way I'm gonna let you get the best of me!
Kakashi: Hmm? Did you say something?
Might Guy: AAAAAAAAAAGH!note ... Grr, all right, Kakashi you win this round! Boy, that drives me nuts when he acts so cool! There's no way I'm gonna let you get the best of me!
— Naruto
Might Guy: Kakashi, I'm gonna be carefully watching your pupil to see if your training was any good. After all, I'm still your rival.
Kakashi: Hmm? Sorry, did you say something?
Might Guy: AAAAAA, YOU MAKE ME SO MAD, KAKASHI!! OOH, WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO ACT SO COOL!?!?
Kakashi: Hmm? Sorry, did you say something?
Might Guy: AAAAAA, YOU MAKE ME SO MAD, KAKASHI!! OOH, WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO ACT SO COOL!?!?
— Naruto (later episode after the above)
Takeshi: Damn that Arima, he's totally forgotten us!
Emi: Now, now, calm down, Takeshi. Don't lose your head. You have an early start, right? Go get changed. (internally) Besides, it's not like Arima forgot us. He never knew us from the start.
Emi: Now, now, calm down, Takeshi. Don't lose your head. You have an early start, right? Go get changed. (internally) Besides, it's not like Arima forgot us. He never knew us from the start.
Comic Books
Supergirl: Who are you? We do not have to fight—
Magog: I know what you did— What you will do![...]
Supergirl: You are not the first to attack me for things I have not done—
Magog: I know what you did— What you will do![...]
Supergirl: You are not the first to attack me for things I have not done—
Is it possible you've already forgotten me, Superman? What a shame — For as you can see, I haven't forgotten you!
— One-time villain Protector to Superman, Krypton No More
Rebel: So whattaya say we just finish this off with one final dance?
Kara Zor-El: Don't you get it, Rebel? You're not important! You never were! You were just — something to do! Something for Supergirl and me to bounce off of for a while until people and events of real consequence came along!
Kara Zor-El: Don't you get it, Rebel? You're not important! You never were! You were just — something to do! Something for Supergirl and me to bounce off of for a while until people and events of real consequence came along!
"Do you mind telling me why it is you want to kill me?"
— Superman, Superman/Supergirl: Maelstrom
Film — Animated
Russ Cargill: Homer Simpson!
Homer: So, we meet at last, whoever you are!
Homer: So, we meet at last, whoever you are!
Skipper: Who are you?
Dave: The humans know me as Doctor Octavius Brine, renowned geneticist, cheese enthusiast, and frequent donor to NPR pledge drives... but you know me by a different, much older name. A name perhaps you hoped you'd never hear again. A PHANTOM! A shadow of a former life! I... AM... Dave!.
Skipper: Kowalski?
Kowalski: Sorry sir, no clue.
Dave: Dave!
Skipper: Dave?
Kowalski: Dave?
Dave: Dave!
Private (smiling): Dave!
Dave: Da-VUH!
Rico: Bleh.
Dave: The humans know me as Doctor Octavius Brine, renowned geneticist, cheese enthusiast, and frequent donor to NPR pledge drives... but you know me by a different, much older name. A name perhaps you hoped you'd never hear again. A PHANTOM! A shadow of a former life! I... AM... Dave!.
Skipper: Kowalski?
Kowalski: Sorry sir, no clue.
Dave: Dave!
Skipper: Dave?
Kowalski: Dave?
Dave: Dave!
Private (smiling): Dave!
Dave: Da-VUH!
Rico: Bleh.
Who am I? Who am I? What are you even saying?
I'm the loser of the game you didn't know you were playing
Let's play another game, this time I get to win
Lives on the line
Winner takes all
Ready or not
Let's begin
—Spinel, Steven Universe: The Movie, "Other Friends"
Film — Live-Action
Wanda Maximoff: You will.
Wolverine: What do you want with me?
Magneto: You? My dear boy, whoever said anything about wanting you?
Magneto: You? My dear boy, whoever said anything about wanting you?
— X-Men
Literature
"He's blameless, excepting that he is my rival. And I can't even hold that against him, because he doesn't know he is my rival. He is a good person, and he provides her with what I cannot."
— Paul, Alien in a Small Town
Toohey: Mr. Roark, we're alone, here. Why don't you tell me what you think of me? In any words you wish. No one will hear us.
Roark: But I don't think of you.
“My nemeses,” it whispered. “At last I have you in my claws. At last you will pay for all the indignities you have heaped upon me.” It hissed, like steam from a kettle. “Horribly, you will die, yesyes, but slowly, slowly. First, you will pay for all the long years I have suffered by your cruel schemes.”
The mad ratman’s eyes shone with wild glee. “For every defeat, a snip-cut. For every setback, a bloodbruise. For every misery, a bone break.” It stepped closer, its tail and its frail limbs twitching with fevered excitement, until Felix could smell its acrid breath with each whispered word. “You will beg-beg for mercy, my nemeses — but to no avail.”
“But…” said Felix, completely at a loss. “But, who are you?”
The ancient skaven stopped. It blinked and stepped back. “You… you know me not?”
Felix looked to Gotrek questioningly.
The Slayer shrugged. “They all look alike to me.”
Felix turned back to the skaven and shook his head.
The ratman staggered back, eyes rolling, and collided with its tailless servant. The servant squeaked and the ancient whirled on it, swiping at it with its staff and spitting shrill abuse. The servant cringed back, then scurried unsteadily out of the chamber, leaving the old skaven screeching after it. The rat ogre lowed anxiously and thumped the deck with its huge paws.
The skaven spun back towards its captives again, shaking with rage and tearing at the few tufts of fur on its skeletal head. “Madness! Madness! Can it be possible that you do not remember me? Can it be possible that you have masterminded my failure-fall by accident? Did you not destroy my works in the Nuln warren, oh those many years gone by? Kill-killing my plague priests, burn-smashing my gutter runners and my engineers, killing even my first gift of Moulder?” It clenched its paws in rage. “Closeclose I came to killing you then, in the brood queen’s burrow. But for that cursed man-mage, my torment would have ended before it had begun!”
[...]
The skaven paid neither of them any attention. It continued gibbering away, pacing back and forth before them, its limbs and tail atremble, lost in its memories. “Did you not then follow me north, foiling my every attempt to capture the earth diggers’ flying machine? Did you not twist-taint my servant-slave and turn him against me when you flew to the Wastes? Did you not rip-take the machine from me when my magic had it in its grip?” The creature clutched its forehead. “Impossible! Impossible that you do not know me! Impossible that all is by chance! My whole life! My whole life!”
The mad ratman’s eyes shone with wild glee. “For every defeat, a snip-cut. For every setback, a bloodbruise. For every misery, a bone break.” It stepped closer, its tail and its frail limbs twitching with fevered excitement, until Felix could smell its acrid breath with each whispered word. “You will beg-beg for mercy, my nemeses — but to no avail.”
“But…” said Felix, completely at a loss. “But, who are you?”
The ancient skaven stopped. It blinked and stepped back. “You… you know me not?”
Felix looked to Gotrek questioningly.
The Slayer shrugged. “They all look alike to me.”
Felix turned back to the skaven and shook his head.
The ratman staggered back, eyes rolling, and collided with its tailless servant. The servant squeaked and the ancient whirled on it, swiping at it with its staff and spitting shrill abuse. The servant cringed back, then scurried unsteadily out of the chamber, leaving the old skaven screeching after it. The rat ogre lowed anxiously and thumped the deck with its huge paws.
The skaven spun back towards its captives again, shaking with rage and tearing at the few tufts of fur on its skeletal head. “Madness! Madness! Can it be possible that you do not remember me? Can it be possible that you have masterminded my failure-fall by accident? Did you not destroy my works in the Nuln warren, oh those many years gone by? Kill-killing my plague priests, burn-smashing my gutter runners and my engineers, killing even my first gift of Moulder?” It clenched its paws in rage. “Closeclose I came to killing you then, in the brood queen’s burrow. But for that cursed man-mage, my torment would have ended before it had begun!”
[...]
The skaven paid neither of them any attention. It continued gibbering away, pacing back and forth before them, its limbs and tail atremble, lost in its memories. “Did you not then follow me north, foiling my every attempt to capture the earth diggers’ flying machine? Did you not twist-taint my servant-slave and turn him against me when you flew to the Wastes? Did you not rip-take the machine from me when my magic had it in its grip?” The creature clutched its forehead. “Impossible! Impossible that you do not know me! Impossible that all is by chance! My whole life! My whole life!”
— Grey Seer Thanquol discovers that Gotrek & Felix have no idea they'd been thwarting his plans for the past two decades, much less who Thanquol was, Elfslayer
Live-Action TV
"I'm someone's nemesis?"
— Chuck Bartowski, "Chuck Versus the Muuurder"
Jeff: Black Rider! It's Jeff Winger. I'm sure you've heard of me by now.
Black Rider: No.
Jeff: He's lying!
Black Rider: No.
Jeff: He's lying!
— Community, "Fistful of Paintballs"
Colbert: Ted Nugent has condemned your generation as lazy and apathetic. Your response?
NYU Student: Who's Ted Nugent?
NYU Student: Who's Ted Nugent?
Ginsberg: I feel bad for you.
Don: I don't think about you at all.
Don: I don't think about you at all.
— Mad Men
Music
He says he knows me
But I don't know that guy
He's waving at me
But he looks kind of mad
But I don't know that guy
He's waving at me
But he looks kind of mad
— They Might Be Giants, "Bastard Wants to Hit Me"
Ah yes, my old friend
You are a master of this game
The hidden blade when you pretend
That you don't even know my name
Well played
You are a master of this game
The hidden blade when you pretend
That you don't even know my name
Well played
— Nemeses by Jonathan Coulton
Video Games
Axel: Alriiight!! You made it to the semi-finals! I see you are a worthy rival indeed!
Adell: How does beating you up to the point where the whole universe thinks you're dead make me your rival?
Adell: How does beating you up to the point where the whole universe thinks you're dead make me your rival?
Gilgamesh: BAAAAARTZ! I'm back with a vengeance!
(beat)
Bartz: And... you are...?
(beat)
Bartz: And... you are...?
"Fork thinks he's Starfy's rival. Don't tell him that there's no contest. No matter how good a swimmer he may be, he can't hope to ever beat Starfy!"
— Moe, The Legendary Starfy
Dr. Minami: You show your ugly mug at last, Dr. West! Unfortunately, there won't be another time as I'll be putting this long-lived hatred of mine to bed here and now!
Dr. West: Hmmm… nope. I still don't remember you at all…
Dr. West: But you've guts to try and pick a fight with me. I suppose I could humor your challenge and waste a few minutes bashing you into the dirt!
Dr. Minami: You stuck-up little punk rocker…! I am the one true genius of this world! ME! DOCTOR MINAMIIIII!
Dr. West: Hmmm… nope. I still don't remember you at all…
Dr. West: But you've guts to try and pick a fight with me. I suppose I could humor your challenge and waste a few minutes bashing you into the dirt!
Dr. Minami: You stuck-up little punk rocker…! I am the one true genius of this world! ME! DOCTOR MINAMIIIII!
Taskmaster: Long time no see, Cap!
Captain America: I'm sorry, but... who are you?
Captain America: I'm sorry, but... who are you?
Web Comic
Red Fan: You may have won the last ten games, but today we beat you, our hated rivals!
Blue Fan: Are we rivals?
Red Fan: Yeah, we hate you guys.
Blue Fan: I don't think that makes us rivals. We spend zero brain energy on you guys. We just win and think "That was nice" and go on with our day.
Red Fan: This right here, this is why we hate you.
Blue Fan: Are we rivals?
Red Fan: Yeah, we hate you guys.
Blue Fan: I don't think that makes us rivals. We spend zero brain energy on you guys. We just win and think "That was nice" and go on with our day.
Red Fan: This right here, this is why we hate you.
Web Original
Local bartender Eamon Marsh admitted it’s difficult to pinpoint exactly when or why the so-called rivalry began.
“Maybe the dudes in Gifthorse think it’s a Beatles and Stones rivalry, and competition will make them a better band. But based on the fact that they still don’t know how to tune their instruments, I’d say getting better definitely isn’t a priority,” said Marsh. “I think they’re just a bunch of assholes. But then again, neither band tips well, so as far as I’m concerned they can all get skull-fucked sideways.”
“Maybe the dudes in Gifthorse think it’s a Beatles and Stones rivalry, and competition will make them a better band. But based on the fact that they still don’t know how to tune their instruments, I’d say getting better definitely isn’t a priority,” said Marsh. “I think they’re just a bunch of assholes. But then again, neither band tips well, so as far as I’m concerned they can all get skull-fucked sideways.”
There's no indication that Walt Disney knew or gave a shit about any of thisnote , which is like if Jonathan Franzen kept complaining about Marvel movies while Kevin Feige was too busy making laser noises and counting his money to notice.
Web Video
You know it's a great rivalry when one side is constantly on the attack and the other side... doesn't realize they're in a rivalry.
— Bumbles McFumbles, "Games You Can't Buy Anymore 3: Battleborn to Die"
Western Animation
Optimus Prime: Megatron?!
Megatron: Ah, then you do remember my name. Pity I can't remember yours.
Megatron: Ah, then you do remember my name. Pity I can't remember yours.
— Transformers: Animated, "Transwarped"
Control Freak: Well, if it isn't my old arch-nemeses, the Teen Titans!
Beast Boy: Uh... yeah... (to Cyborg) Who's this guy? (Cyborg shrugs)
Beast Boy: Uh... yeah... (to Cyborg) Who's this guy? (Cyborg shrugs)
— Teen Titans (2003), "Fear Itself"
Hank: What's your problem with our dad, anyway?
The Monarch: Well, I — he’s my nemesis, my archenemy.
Dean: I don’t think Pop thinks you’re his archenemy.
The Monarch: Come on, I’m sure the walls of the Venture compound are practically caked with the lingering curses of the Monarch’s name.
Dean: Uh, no. I’ve never even heard him mention you.
Hank: Hey, I always thought Baron Ünderbheit was Dad’s archenemy.
The Monarch: Ünderbheit? Why, that dime-store Dr. Doom isn’t fit to — just you wait ‘til your father calls me back!
The Monarch: Well, I — he’s my nemesis, my archenemy.
Dean: I don’t think Pop thinks you’re his archenemy.
The Monarch: Come on, I’m sure the walls of the Venture compound are practically caked with the lingering curses of the Monarch’s name.
Dean: Uh, no. I’ve never even heard him mention you.
Hank: Hey, I always thought Baron Ünderbheit was Dad’s archenemy.
The Monarch: Ünderbheit? Why, that dime-store Dr. Doom isn’t fit to — just you wait ‘til your father calls me back!
Lance: Who am I? The name's Lance... We were in the same class at the Garrison.
Keith: Really? Are you, uh, an engineer?
Lance: No, I'm a pilot! We were, like, rivals! Y'know, Lance and Keith, neck and neck...
Keith: Oh, wait, I remember you. You're a cargo pilot.
Keith: Really? Are you, uh, an engineer?
Lance: No, I'm a pilot! We were, like, rivals! Y'know, Lance and Keith, neck and neck...
Keith: Oh, wait, I remember you. You're a cargo pilot.
Sir Pentious: HAH! Well, well, well! Look who it is, harboring the striped freak! We meet yet again, Alastor!
Alastor: Do I know you?
Alastor: Do I know you?
