Who's putting coffee grounds in the disposal? Am I running a bed-and-breakfast for a biker gang? [Shows team an image on smartphone as he makes coffee] Oh, that's Charles Spencer by the way. He's a great kid. Computer engineering degree. 3.6 GPA. Had a floor-level gig at Intel planned for the fall. But first, he wanted to put a few miles on his soul, before he parked it behind a desk. See the world, maybe be of service. Charlie didn't want to go to Vegas or Fort Lauderdale, which is what I would do. He didn't go to Paris or Amsterdam. Sounds fun. He decided to spend his summer, building sustainable housing for the poor. Guess where, Sokovia. He wanted to make a difference, I suppose. I mean, we won't know because we dropped a building on him while we were kicking ass. [short pause as he drinks coffee] There's no decision-making process here. We need to be put in check. Whatever form that takes, I'm game. If we can't accept limitations, we're boundaryless, we're no better than the bad guys.
Tony, someone dies on your watch, you don't give up.
Who said we're giving up?
We are, if we're not taking responsibility for our actions. This document just shifts the blame.
Sorry. Steve, that, that is dangerously arrogant. This is the United Nations we're talking about. It's not the World Security Council, it's not SHIELD, it's not HYDRA.
No, but it's run by people with agendas and agendas change.
That's good. That's why I'm here. When I realized what my weapons were capable of in the wrong hands, I shut it down and stopped manufacturing them.
Tony. You chose to do that. If we sign these, we surrender our right to choose. What if this panel sends us somewhere we don't think we should go? What if there's somewhere we need to go, and they don't let us? We may not be perfect, but the safest hands are still our own.
If we don't do this now, it's gonna be done to us later. That's a fact. That won't be pretty.
So... you like cats?
Sam!
What? Dude shows up dressed like a cat and you don't wanna know more?
Your suit. It's vibranium?
The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations. A mantle passed from warrior to warrior. And now, because your friend murdered my father, I also wear the mantle of king. So I ask you, as both warrior and king... how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?
Alright. I've run out of patience. Underoos!
Nice job, kid!
Thanks! Well, I could have stuck the landing a little better. It's just, new suit. – Wait, it's nothing, Mr. Stark. It's – it's perfect, thank you.
Yeah, we really don't need to start a conversation.
Okay. [Salutes a flabbergasted Cap] Cap– Captain? Big fan. Spider-Man.
Yeah, we'll talk about it later. Just–
Hey, everyone.
Good job.
Hey guys, you ever see that really old movie The Empire Strikes Back?
Jesus, Tony, how old is this guy?
I don't know, I didn't carbon-date him. He's on the young side!
Did you know?
I, I didn't know it was him...
Don't bullshit me, Rogers, did you know?
Yes.
Stay down. Final warning.
I can do this all day.
I almost killed the wrong man.
Is this all you wanted? To see them rip each other apart?
My father lived outside the city, and I thought we would be safe there. My son was excited. He could see the Iron Man from the car window. I told my wife, "Don't worry. They're fighting in the city. We're miles from harm." When the dust cleared, and the screaming stopped... It took me two days until I found their bodies. My father still holding my wife and son in his arms. And the Avengers? They went home. I knew I couldn't kill them. More powerful men than me have tried. But if I could get them to kill each other? [Beat] I'm sorry about your father. He seemed a good man. With a dutiful son.
Vengeance has consumed you. It's consuming them. I am done letting it consume me. Justice will come soon enough.
Tell that to the dead. [**** a gun and puts it under his chin, but T'Challa catches him in time and restrains him easily]
The living are not done with you yet.
Meals at eight and five, toilet privileges twice a day. Raise your voice? Zap. Touch the glass? Zap. You step out of line, you deal with me. Please, step out of line. [Grins] So how does it feel? To spend all that time, all that effort, and to see it fail so spectacularly?
Did it? [Ross's smile falters]
You know if they find out he's here, they'll come for him.
Let them try.
