Tony: I don’t need to go to bed. I’m not tired. I’ll be fine.
Bucky: But, Doll, I’ll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.
Tony: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?
Bucky: Is it working?
Tony: [talking excitedly to Bucky]
Bucky: [listening while gazing fondly at him]
Tony: …I’m sorry. I’m rambling, aren’t I? People say I talk too much. Just tell me if I start to get annoying.
Bucky: You’re not annoying. And I love listening to you. Talk all you want, Doll.
Bucky: [internally] I’m going to murder whoever told him that he talks too much.
Steve: I hate you.
Tony: I hate you too.
Steve: I hate you more.
Tony: No, I hate you more.
Clint: I know you want to marry each other, you fools! Just do it! Marry each other and adopt children and a movie about how you two met and write a book too!
Clint: Do it!
Tony: Propose me!
Steve: Marry me?
Tony: Do it right.
Natasha: [gives Tony a terrifying smile]
Tony: I-I mean… Yes, now let’s adopt kids and do a movie and write a book and die together.
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.
[to Clint]: Fuck you
[to Steve]: Fuck you
[to Bucky]: Fuck me
[to Sam]: Fuck you
[to Natasha]: Morning Nat
Tony: Fuck you!
Bucky: When and where?
No, seriously! FUCK YOU!
Yeah, and I said WHEN and fucking WHERE!!
NEVER! And NOWHERE!
Bucky: So… My room my room in ten?
Fuck it, yes!
Tony: [mumbling in Latin]
Loki: Listen, for the last time, I’m not a demon, and you can’t exorcise me.
Tony: [while crossing number 5 off the list] It was worth a try.
Tony: I want you to take me to art museums and make out with me.
Steve: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.
Peter: Am I in trouble?
Tony: Have a guess.
Tony: Have another guess.