Category: avengers

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Rhodey: Come on, Tones. Could you just tell me what this is all about?

Tony: Not until I know I’m right. Which… I am. You should know you’re engaged to a genius.

Rhodey: Yes, a genius at annoying me.

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Tony: I was thinking about what you said, you know, about the whole sex thing. It’s probably not a good idea to go down that road again.

Steve: Thank you. I’m glad you agree.

Tony:

It’s a shame, though. When we did it, it was pretty good.

Steve: Yeah. Yeah, that’s true.

Tony:

Hey, do you remember that one really great time?

Steve:

Uh, yeah!

Tony:

It was your birthday…

Steve:

It was Valentine’s Day…

Both: Oh, yeah!

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Tony: We want a lawn and a swing set.

Steve: And a street where our kids can ride their bikes and maybe an ice cream truck can go by.

Clint: So you want to buy a house in the 50’s?

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Tony: Hey, guys, check it out. Pepper sent me the paper.

Natasha: Let’s see it.

Clint: Oh, yeah, that looks good.

Natasha: You make a very attractive couple.

Tony: Yeah, we look great together.

Bucky: We really do.

Steve: Okay.

Tony: Imagine what our kids would look like.

Bucky: We don’t have to imagine.

Steve: I’m marrying him.

Bucky: We’ll see.

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Tony: We’re gonna jump.

Rhodey:

Are you out of your fuckin’ mind?

Tony: C’mon, it’s the only way.

Rhodey:

Uh-uh.

Tony:

You’re gonna get shot up here.

Rhodey:

Well, you’re gonna get squashed down there.

Tony:

I’d rather be squashed than shot.

Rhodey:

Not me.

Tony:

Fine, then.

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Tony: For someone with such an intense need to be liked, you’d think I would have figured out how to be less of an asshole when talking to people.

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Tony: [looking at Bucky] Who’s that guy?

Clint: That’s Barnes.

Tony: He’s handsome.

Clint: He’s dangerous.

Tony: Now he’s even more handsome.

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Tony: My daily objective is less about goal achievement and more about regret management.

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Tony: It’s cute how I used to think this “barely-holding-it-together” feeling was temporary.

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Tony: You know you’re hungover when you brush your teeth with your sunglasses on.