Eternity Was In Our Lips…And Eyes

Capitalist saboteur! Die for the happiness of the people!

There you are! Come to momma, you ******* evil jar!

I’m not your victim! Not anymore.

I spent three years of my life with your kind. Imprisoned. Beaten. On the run. You can never trick me again. No matter whose face you have. I’ll kill you every time.

This isn’t a catfight. It’s me kicking your ass.

Sorry, guys… I tried.

Avengers Assemble! As in get your asses up and let’s go!

Avengers Tower falling was one of the sobering moments of my life. I’ve seen a lot of stuff in my day, but that was — I was instantly pulled out of myself. So ashamed that I was enjoying the battle. But I wasn’t enjoying the battle. I was enjoying that I was alive. I had cheated death one more time and I had — it was an all-new me. I was a super-soldier (of a sort) and I wanted to live up to it. But now I knew, once the Tower fell, I knew I was being given this second chance for a reason. I was going to do what a super-soldier does. I was going to turn the battle around. I was going to take it right to the Red Skull’s doorstep and I was going to put my fist right through her skull. I knew why I was given a second chance…so I could kill the Red Skull.

Excuse me, we were in the middle of a heroic gesture on behalf of mankind.

Drop dead.