As primeiras 190 linhas.
On your left.
On your left.
Uh-huh. On my left. Got it.
Don't say it. Don't you say it.
- On your left. - Come on!
Oh!
Need a medic?
I need a new set of lungs.
Dude, you just ran, like, 13 miles in 30 minutes.
I guess I got a late start.
Really? You should be ashamed of yourself.
You should take another lap.
Did you just take it? I assume you just took it.
What unit you with?
58th Pararescue.
But now I'm working down at the VA.
- Sam Wilson. - Steve Rogers.
I kind of put that together.
Must have freaked you out, coming home after the whole defrosting thing.
It takes some getting used to.
It's good to meet you, Sam.
It's your bed, right?
What's that?
Your bed, it's too soft.
When I was over there, I'd sleep on the ground,
use rock for pillows, like a caveman.
Now I'm home, lying in my bed, and it's like...
Lying on a marshmallow.
Feel like I'm gonna sink right to the floor.
How long?
Two tours.
You must miss the good old days, huh?
Well, things aren't so bad.
Food's a lot better. We used to boil everything.
No polio is good.
Internet, so helpful.
I've been reading that a lot, trying to catch up.
Marvin Gaye, 1972, Trouble Man soundtrack.
Everything you missed jammed into one album.
I'll put it on the list.
All right, Sam, duty calls. Thanks for the run.
If that's what you want to call running.
Oh, that's how it is?
- Oh, that's how it is. - Okay. (LAUGHS)
Any time you want to stop by the VA, make me look awesome
in front of the girl at the front desk, just let me know.
- I'll keep it in mind. - Yeah.
Hey, fellas.
Either one of you know where the Smithsonian is?
I'm here to pick up a fossil.
That's hilarious.
- How you doing? - Hey.
Can't run everywhere.
No, you can't.
Target is a mobile satellite launch platform,
the Lemurian Star.
They were sending up their last payload when pirates took them,
93 minutes ago.
- Any demands? - Billion and a half.
Why so steep? - Because it's S.H.I.E.L.D.'s.
So it's not off-course. It's trespassing.
I'm sure they have a good reason.
You know, I'm getting a little tired of being Fury's janitor.
Relax. It's not that complicated.
How many pirates?
25. Top mercs led by this guy.
Georges Batroc. Ex-DGSE, Action Division.
He's at the top of lnterpol's Red Notice.
Before the French demobilised him, he had 36 kill missions.
This guy's got a rep for maximum casualties.
Hostages?
Oh, mostly techs. One officer. Jasper Sitwell.
They're in the galley.
What's Sitwell doing on a launch ship?
All right, I'm gonna sweep the deck and find Batroc.
Nat, you kill the engines and wait for instructions.
Rumlow, you sweep aft, find the hostages,
get them to the life-pods, get them out. Let's move.
S.T.R.I.K.E., you heard the Cap. Gear up.
Secure channel seven.
Seven secure.
Did you do anything fun Saturday night?
Well, all the guys from my barbershop quartet are dead,
so, no, not really.
Coming up on the drop zone, Cap.
You know, if you ask Kristen out, from Statistics, she'd probably say yes.
That's why I don't ask.
Too shy, or too scared?
Too busy!
Was he wearing a parachute?
No.
No, he wasn't.
Ahh!
Ahh!
Hey!
-(COCKS GUN) -(SPEAKS FRENCH)
Don't move.
Thanks.
Yeah. You seemed pretty helpless without me.
What about the nurse that lives across the hall from you?
She seems kind of nice.
Secure the engine room, then find me a date.
I'm multi-tasking.
I told Botroc...
IF we wont to make S.H.l.E.L.D. poy us...
msfort sending them bodies now!
I have c: bullet For someone...
You want a bullet in your head?
Move that toot - you wont o loullet in the heodm?
Huh?
I don't like waiting.
Co" Durand.
I wont this ship ready to move when the ransom comes.
Stort the engines.
Okay.
Hey, sailor.
Shut up.
You wont to be o hero? Is that it?
All right, I've waited long enough...
Hey!
Find Bofroc...
IF I don't hear anything in two minutes...
...l start killing them!
I'll Find him.
Two minutes.
Radio silence From S.H.l.E.L.D., Botroc...
Targets acquired.
S.T.R.l.K.E. in position.
Natasha, what's your status?
Status, Natasha.
Hang on!
Engine room secure.
Time is up.
Who dies first"?
You!
Get that one.
On my mark.
Three...
Two... One.
-(GUNFIRE) -(PIRATES GASP)
I told you, S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't negotiate.
The line iust went dead.
I've lost contact with them...
Ahh!
Hostages en route to extraction.
Romanoff missed the rendezvous point, Cap.
Hostiles are still in play.
Natasha, Batroc's on the move.
Circle back to Rumlow and protect the hostages.
Natasha.
I thought you were more than [ust o shield...
Let's see.
Well, this is awkward.
What are you doing?
Backing up the hard drive.
It's a good habit to get into.
Rumlow needed your help.
What the hell are you doing here?
You're saving S.H.l.E.L.D. intel.
Whatever I can get my hands on.
Our mission is to rescue hostages.
No, that's your mission,
and you've done it beautifully.
You just jeopardised this whole operation.
I think that's overstating things.
Okay.
That one's on me.
You're damn right.
You just can't stop yourself from lying, can you?
I didn't lie.
Agent Romanoff had a different mission than yours.
Which you didn't feel obliged to share.
I'm not obliged to do anything.
Those hostages could have died, Nick.
I sent the greatest soldier in history to make sure that didn't happen.
Soldiers trust each other. That's what makes it an army.
Not a bunch of guys running around shooting guns.
Last time I trusted someone, I lost an eye.
Look, I didn't want you doing anything you weren't comfortable with.
Agent Romanoff is comfortable with everything.
I can't lead a mission
when the people I'm leading have missions of their own.
It's called compartmentalisation.
Nobody spills the secrets, because nobody knows them all.
Except you.
You're wrong about me.
I do share.
I'm nice like that.
Insight bay.
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