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Thor


To Coulson:

You want me to slow him down, sir?

Or you sending in more guys for him to beat up?

 

Better call it, Coulson, ‘cause I’m starting to root for this guy.

Last chance, sir.

 

The Avengers


To Fury:

Well, I see better from a distance.

 

No one’s come or gone.

And Selvig’s clean.

No contacts, no IMs.

If there was any tampering, sir, it wasn’t at this end.

 

Yeah, the Cube is a doorway to the other end of space, right?

Doors open from both sides.

 

To Loki:

Sir, Director Fury is stalling.

This place is about to blow and drop a hundred feet of rock on us.

He means to bury us.

 

To Hill:

I need these vehicles.

 

They didn’t tell me.

 

To Selvig:

S.H.I.E.L.D has no shortage of enemies, doctor.

Is this the stuff you need?

 

Especially if S.H.I.E.L.D knows you need it.

 

To Loki:

My next target.

 

I need a distraction.

And an eyeball.

 

To soldier:

Keep that engine down!

 

Detention, wait for cameras to go dark.

 

Stay close.

 

To Natasha:

Natasha...?

 

You know that?

Is that what you know?

I’ve got no window.

I have to flush him out.

 

You don’t understand.

Have you ever had someone take your brain and play?

Pull you out and stuff something else in?

Do you know what it’s like to be unmade?

 

Why am I back?

How did you get him out?

 

Thanks.

Natasha...

How many agents did I...

 

Loki, did he get away?

 

I didn’t need to know.

I didn’t ask.

He’s going to make his play soon, though.

Today.

 

Yeah? Who’s “we”?

 

Well, if I put an arrow through Loki’s eye socket, I would sleep better, I suppose.

 

But you don’t.

You’re spy, not a soldier.

Now you want to wade into a war, why?

What did Loki do to you?

 

Natasha.

 

To Steve:

I can.

 

Yeah.

 

To Natasha:

Nat?

 

To Natasha&Steve:

We got to get back up there.

 

We’ve got civilians still trapped up there.

 

Captain, it would be my genuine pleasure.

 

To Natasha:

You and I remember Budapest very differently.

 

To Thor:

Yeah? Well, get in line.

 

To Stark:

Can you give me a lift?

 

Stark, you got a lot of strays sniffing your tail.

 

Well, they can’t bank worth a damn.

So find a tight corner.

 

Thor is taking on a squadron down on Sixth.

 

To Natasha:

Nat, what are you doing?

 

I got him.


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