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Steve: Now, agents, we’re not going to sit here *slams gun down on desk* and pretend there’s not a big-ass elephant in the room. Cllint: What the f*ck is going on? Steve: *turns picture frame around to face them, revealing a photo of Bucky* Steve: This is what the f*ck is going on. Clint: *looks silently between the photo, and Natasha, who is sitting beside him, avoiding eye contact* Clint: Oh, sh*t! Oh, sh*t! *begins laughing* Oh, sh*t! No! That is not happening right now! No! Clint: *running out to the main area of the building* Hey, y’all, she’s f*cking the Captain's kid! Yo! Oh, my f*ck! Steve: Every time he says that sh*t, that’s another foot in your ass. Clint: *runs back to the meeting room* Nat, you clearly... Yo, this is the best thing ever! *runs off laughing again* Clint: Natasha f*cked Bucky! Natasha f*cked Bucky! Natasha f*cked Bucky! Clint: Sh*t! F*ck! *re-enters the room* You f*cked Bucky, who is basically Captain America's son? Captain? What the f- You bragged to him to his face! To his actual face. Captain! Do you understand that this face... *pointing to Steve’s cold, angry face* ... right here! You bragged to that face! Clint, to Steve: You actually high-fived Nat for f*cking him? Holy Sh*t! Oh, my G-d! This is... Clint: ...it’s really not that funny.

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Bucky: I'm worried that that math problem will ruin Steve and Officer Roth's relationship. Maybe I should help them Namor: It's not about the math problem. They haven't been able to spend time together because of their jobs. Those two just need to bone Bucky: What?! Ew! Namor, those are my dads! Namor: *smirks and raises an eyebrow* Bucky: I didn't mean that, Captain Dad is just my boss! Namor: Wow. Bucky: Shut up! I'm teaching Father the math! *storms off*

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Bucky: I found another lie that adults tell! Bucky: I ate one of those berries that are for birds and your guardians tell you not to eat. I haven’t been sick yet. They tasted quite good and I am not sick yet so I think it’s a lie.

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Bucky: Never mind! I just went to the toilet and puked.

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Toro: Watching everything go up in flames has made me rethink everything I thought I knew about lighting things on fire.

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Namor: Oh, so I’m just supposed to enjoy good things that happen to me instead of living in fear that they’ll turn to dust in my hands?

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Toro: You're telling me Julius Caesar, who has been dead for well over 70 years, made this salad? Bucky: Technically, you aren't wrong with that number, but I just hate it.

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Steve: Team game night. Playing Monopoly. Getting close to the end. Bucky turns to Toro and says "It’s time to become esteemed colleagues". I say "what?" He says "esteemed colleagues". They merge their money and assets and beat me at Monopoly

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Mjr. Samson: The kid has great potential. He may become a Captain, or even a Commander. Sgt. Duffy: Or a psychopath. Soldier: *sprinting for his life* He’s got a weapon! He’s got a weapon! Bucky: *sadistically laughing and chasing him with a machete*

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Jacqueline: People underestimate me because I’m so glamorous. What they don’t understand is I’m a strong independent women. And that strength comes from my values, my courage, and my dogged pursuit of vengeance.

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Arnie: But please, be careful, Steve. Steve: You know me. Arnie: Yes, exactly, that’s what I’m worried about.

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Toro: Don’t you miss the vivid imagination of childhood? Bucky: I never had one. Toro: An imagination or a childhood?

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Steve, on any given day: There is a good chance I may have committed some light treason.

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The Kid Commandos have been kidnapped Davey: Are they going to ransom us?! Bucky: The U.S. Government will never pay for all four of us!

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Tommy: You're cute, but selfish and narcissistic to a point of near-delusion.*leaves* Namor: ... Namor: He called me cute.

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Toro: I thought you were dead! Jim: Technically I was never alive, but I appreciate your concern.

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Steve: Fighting this war should be our top priority. And I say that as a teenager, and the parent of a teenager.

(Sometime between Bucky's 13th and Steve's 20th birthdays, 1942)

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Namor: Are you trying to hurt my feelings? Because if so, you're succeeding. Fortunately, my feelings regenerate at twice the speed of a normal man's.