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When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree by the river of truth, and tell the whole world "No, You Move."
I can personally assure you, that even as I speak... we have a thunder god attending to the flooding, making sure that no one is going to be harmed... while a man representing the cutting edge of American technology is repairing the damage to Hoover Dam. I swear to you, the Avengers have everything under control.
New York City! Was always, it is an honor to call you our home. Let it be heard from the streets of this city, to the streets of our allies all over the world... We are a planet of the free, a people of freedom...! And if you choose to stand in the way of that freedom, you will hear these words: AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!
We played your deranged game -- but we played by OUR rules, not yours -- and the Avengers' rules have always been about saving lives -- whatever it takes.
Your loyalty and trust have been a great comfort for me! They've given me the will to go on! But something else has too! A hunger for revenge! On my oath as an Avenger, I shall devote my life, if need be, to finding the one who caused Bucky's death! Only then will I be able to find peace!
We run around, calling ourselves Avengers... yet, when this man comes before us with something to avenge -- a wrong that shrieks to heaven for vengeance -- we turn a deaf ear -- because his cause isn't world-shattering enough for us! We forget that the world can end with a whimper -- as well as with a bang!
We've been through a lot. We've lost some dear friends and we've gained some, too. And with that, historically, we know that this means it's time to do some real soul-searching. It's time to reexamine what the Avengers are and what we mean to each other and the world. So the real question is...who will stay and who will go? Who will be an Avenger?
I won't lie to you... you're going head-to-head with an indestructible cosmic force. It is by definition a suicide mission. But if you don't try. If someone doesn't try... There will be no Earth to come home to.
We do this, but after that, you're out. You're done. And if something happens here that you have to account for...you're going to. No more favors. No more special treatment. You pay for your sins, Tony.
Get everyone together, Logan... Tell them... Tell them we're going to Mars. Tell them I need warriors and I need heroes. Tell them it is the end of the world, and what I need... Are Avengers.
That page was drawn by a kid. A weak, sick kid who thought that was the only way he could help his country...make his mark. That was a future I was saved from. I don't draw adventures. I'm a soldier. I have them.
My job is to make tomorrow's world better. Always has been. Once, long ago, I asked Bucky what purpose Captain America served outside of combat. It was a foolish question. There'll always be something to fight for. And I'll always be a soldier.
This feels so strange...I keep expecting to slip away...or wake up and find this was all some dream. And...ever since the fight ended, I can't stop thinking about it...what I saw when they were pulling me back through time. It was like split seconds of...my future? Or was it my possible futures? More than one. I saw me and Sharon together, with children...a long life...happiness. But I saw something else, too. Something awful... ... Is it some kind of warning? And if it is, how do I fight the future?
I've seen a lot of boys go to war, and not all of them have returned. So many have left without a chance for me to say goodby that you'd think it would be impossible to keep track of. I've never forgotten the name of a single one of them. Because I can't. And I consider that a privilege.
...Of course, there were things I couldn't tell him...things I don't know how to say... Like that I didn't only relive my past...I also saw my future...and I think if Bucky doesn't keep wearing that uniform...if he doesn't keep being Captain America...I think he may die...and I couldn't live with that. Even if it means I have to sacrifice a future I want.
Everything has changed! The cities are more crowded – more tense – with people racing about in vehicles we never dreamed of in the forties! But is it really progress? We may one day be meeting strangers – on far distant stars-- but we still haven't learned to live with our neighbors – in peace and brotherhood!
Bucky, You're dead! I know you're dead! I've accepted that! But what if I'm wrong? What if you survived -- and needed me? All those years, kid! All those years!
There has to be somebody who'll fight for the dream, against any foe ... Somebody who'll do the job I started -- Right! And God knows I can't let anyone else run the risks that job entails for me!
Before I became Captain America...I was a civilian and I suppose there's still a part of me that wants to enjoy the liberties I fight for in that same way...just like any other man.
I guess I do tend to patronize those in the crime-fighting business who are younger than I am! But then almost everyone in the business is younger than I am!
I've always believed that all you need is one man to make a difference. To stand up when others are told to sit down. To speak loudly for those who have no voice. And to fight the good fight.
I set out to find the good in this country. What I found was evil. But, if I hunt this sore...rid America of it...perhaps I can find some good lurking somewhere underneath.
I thought I could break the cycle and help this poor girl. That was my mistake. This is no 'poor girl.' She loves what she does. It wasn't just nurture -- or lack thereof. It was nature. It's in her blood. She lives on other people's pain and death. Including mine.
We need heroes. As many as we can get to help keep the peace. But they have to be volunteers -- no forced conscription or registration this time. And I need someone to coordinate their efforts. In short, Prodigy -- I want you to lead a new initiative.
We'll rebuild. Asgard...Manhattan... the world. We'll rebuild it all. Like the rest of the world, we'll dig deep and find the strength to get out of bed tomorrow morning and start all over again. The Avengers will bury our dead, mourn our losses... And then get back to work...
I can't believe I'm about to give this advice to a Hulk...but I'm guessing you're going to try to talk to the boy? That's...good, as his father, you might be able to end this peacefully...but you've got a whole planet to defend...and a whole new family. ...And meanwhile the only thing we know about this boy on K'ai is that, whatever he's been through...he may be trying to kill us all. So by all means, talk to him...but don't forget how to smash.
There's a lot going on out there right now, Spector. A lot more than you can see just coming off the sidelines like you are. A whole world in turmoil. A world that needs heroes like it never had before.
This job I have now -- this job I fell into, really -- there's shades of gray to all of it. And what you said before might even be true -- in a different time, I might be the one fighting to end something like this. But if I ever start really questioning myself, and whether or not I'm fit to do this, I remember -- I, and the people I stand with, good and bad, faults and all -- no matter how right we believed we were... We'd never let people die just to prove our damn point. Now I don't know if that's enough for you, or for the rest of the world, but for the time being -- It'll have to do.
Arnim Zola. Crazy man who broadcasts his mind into mechanical bodies. 4.2.3 is one of his personality updates that got locked in one android body. A broken copy stuck to the machinery. The Shadow Council are good at recruiting broken copies of things.
Listen to me, Archon... I don't know what power you have, but that man down there under the influence of that crown is my brother. He's a good man...and I won't have you killing him. Not if there's another way.
I believe in an idea... An idea that a single individual who has a right heart and the right mind... That is consumed with a single purpose... That one man can win a war.
I never hear the shot...but by the time I hear the glass breaking...it's already too late. Another Professor Erskine is dying in my arms...and I have no idea what is going on.
I don't hold back. There's no time. Machinesmith could be selling the formula right this second. But also...because I don't want to. These men are bullies. Brutes. Using the Super-Soldier Serum like steroids. And I won't deny how angry that makes me.
They're underpaid – overworked – and unappreciated – no one calls them superheroes, or makes any fuss over them! And yet, it's men like that – the thousands of unsung cops on the beat – who keep our streets from turning into jungles – and who make our cities safe – even for the unthinking cop-haters themselves!
All my life, I fought to become a symbol. A symbol of all the things that were right about this country. All the things I loved. And now, they're trying to turn that symbol into whatever's most convenient, whatever will best serve the political agenda of one side or another. I can hear them talking nonstop...the media. The press -- They don't understand. It was never about politics. It was never about me. It was about the country. But they can't hear that truth above their own voices.
Kevin may not be salvageable, but I'm willing to roll the dice. The world still needs heroes -- maybe Kevin can eventually be half as good as his father.
Let me put this out there for you to chew on. Come into the light. ... I know you've lost good people. And I don't know entirely what your people had to deal with inside the energy dome that engulfed San Francisco -- but I know getting out of it meant you didn't just save yourselves, but you saved the rest of us, too. The whole world saw the X-Men save them. It's time to bring the X-Men front and center. Lead your people into the daylight. ... This is the time, Scott. The X-Men are heroes. Time to act like it.
So, we've asked you here to let you know that from this day forward... whether Young Avengers or not... in our eyes, you are and always will be Avengers!
No matter what the Avengers do, half of America blames us and half the world hates us. No matter what we do, it feels like we're not doing enough. We make just as many messes as we clean up. And you know as well as I do, as mad as we ere at Simon for blaming the Avengers for the world's problems... Part of us agrees with him.
But you have to wonder, don't you? I have renamed thousands of worlds, and seen the destruction of far, far more-- and yet it is your planet she has chosen to call home. What is it that makes your Earth so special?