Captain America: Civil War Page #4

About to find out.

- Sam.

- Got him.

Stand down!

Stand down!

Sam, I can't shake this guy.

Right behind you.

Stand down, now.

Congratulations, Cap.

You're a criminal.

Your Highness.

"A pinch of paprika."

A pinch.

Is that paprikash?

I thought it might lift your spirits.

Spirits lifted.

In my defence, I haven't actually

ever eaten anything before, so...

May I?

Please.

- Wanda?

- Hmm.

No one dislikes you, Wanda.

Thanks.

Oh, you're welcome.

No, it's a involuntary response

in their amygdala.

They can't help but be afraid of you.

Are you?

My amygdala is synthetic, so...

I used to think of myself one way.

But after this...

I am something else.

I'm still me, I think, but...

that's not what everyone else sees.

Do you know, I don't know what this is?

Not really.

I know it's not of this world...

that it powered Loki's staff,

gave you your abilities, but...

its true nature is a mystery.

And yet, it is part of me.

Are you afraid of it?

I wish to understand it.

The more I do, the less it controls me.

One day... who knows?

I may even control it.

I don't know what's in this

but it is not paprika.

I'm gonna go to the store.

I'll be back in 20 minutes.

Alternatively, we could order a pizza?

Vision, are you not letting me leave?

It is a question of safety.

I can protect myself.

Not yours.

Mr Stark would like to avoid

the possibility of another public incident.

Until the Accords are on

a more secure foundation.

And what do you want?

For people to see you...

as I do.

So, you like cats?

- Sam.

- What?

Dude shows up dressed like a cat,

you don't wanna know more?

Your suit... it's vibranium?

The Black Panther has been the protector

of Wakanda for generations.

A mantle, passed from warrior to warrior.

And now, because your friend

murdered my father...

I also wear the mantle of king.

So, I ask you...

as both warrior and king...

how long do you think you can

keep your friend safe from me?

What's gonna happen to him?

Same thing that ought to happen to you.

Psychological evaluation and extradition.

This is Everett Ross,

Deputy Task Force Commander.

What about a lawyer?

Lawyer. That's funny.

See their weapons are placed in lockup.

We'll write you a receipt.

I better not look out the window

and see anybody flying around in that.

You'll be provided

with an office instead of a cell.

Now, do me a favour, stay in it?

I don't intend on going anywhere.

For the record, this is what

making things worse looks like.

He's alive.

No.

Romania was not Accords-sanctioned.

Colonel Rhodes is supervising cleanup.

Try not to break anything

while we fix this.

Consequences? You bet

there'll be consequences.

Obviously you can quote me on that,

because I just said it. Anything else?

Thank you, sir.

"Consequences"?

Secretary Ross wants you both prosecuted.

Had to give him something.

I'm not getting that shield back, am I?

Technically, it's the

government's property.

Wings, too.

That's cold.

Warmer than jail.

Hey, you wanna see something cool?

I pulled something from Dad's archives.

Felt timely.

FDR signed the Lend-Lease bill

with these in 1941.

Provided support to the Allies

when they needed it most.

Some would say it brought

our country closer to war.

See? If not for these,

you wouldn't be here.

I'm trying to... What do you call it?

That's an olive branch.

Is that what you call it?

Is Pepper here? I didn't see her.

We're kinda...

- Well, not kinda...

- Pregnant?

No. Definitely not.

We're taking a break.

It's nobody's fault.

I'm so sorry, Tony. I didn't know.

A few years ago, I almost lost her,

so I trashed all my suits.

Then, we had to mop up HYDRA...

and then Ultron. My fault.

And then, and then, and then,

I never stopped.

Because the truth is I don't wanna stop.

I don't wanna lose her.

I thought maybe the Accords

could split the difference.

In her defence, I'm a handful.

Yet, Dad was a pain in the ass,

but he and Mom always made it work.

I'm glad Howard got married.

I only knew him

when he was young and single.

Oh, really? You two knew each other?

He never mentioned that.

Maybe only a thousand times.

God, I hated you.

I don't mean to make things difficult.

I know, because you're

a very polite person.

If I see a situation pointed south...

I can't ignore it.

Sometimes I wish I could.

No, you don't.

No, I don't.

Sometimes...

Sometimes I wanna

punch you in your perfect teeth.

But I don't wanna see you gone.

We need you, Cap.

So far, nothing's happened

that can't be undone, if you sign.

We can make the last 24 hours legit.

Barnes gets transferred to

an American psych-centre...

instead of a Wakandan prison.

I'm not saying it's impossible...

but there would have to be safeguards.

Sure.

Once we put out the PR fire,

those documents can be amended.

I'd file a motion to have

you and Wanda reinstated...

Wanda? What about Wanda?

She's fine. She's confined

to the compound, currently.

Vision's keeping her company.

Oh, God, Tony.

Every time I think you see

things the right way...

It's 100 acres with a lap pool.

It's got a screening room.

There's worse ways to protect people.

Protection?

Is that how you see this?

This is protection? It's internment, Tony.

- She's not a US citizen.

- Oh, come on, Tony.

And they don't grant visas

to weapons of mass destruction.

She's a kid!

Give me a break!

I'm doing what has to be done.

To stave off something worse.

You keep telling yourself that.

Hate to break up the set.

Hello, Mr Barnes.

I've been sent by

the United Nations to evaluate you.

Do you mind if I sit?

Your first name is James?

The receipt for your gear.

"Bird costume"? Come on.

I didn't write it.

I'm not here to judge you.

I just want to ask you a few questions.

Do you know where you are, James?

I can't help you if you

don't talk to me, James.

My name is Bucky.

Hello?

Hey!

Why would the Task Force

release this photo to begin with?

Get the word out,

involve as many eyes as we can?

Right. It's a good way

to flush a guy out of hiding.

Set off a bomb, get your picture taken.

Get seven billion people looking

for the Winter Soldier.

You're saying someone

framed him to find him?

Steve, we looked for the guy

for two years and found nothing.

We didn't bomb the UN.

That turns a lot of heads.

Yeah, but that doesn't guarantee

that whoever framed him would get him.

It guarantees that we would.

Yeah.

Tell me, Bucky.

You've seen a great deal, haven't you?

I don't wanna talk about it.

You fear that if you open your mouth,

the horrors might never stop.

Don't worry.

We only have to talk about one.

Come on, guys, get me eyes on Barnes.

Friday, get me a source on that outage.

Sub-level five, East Wing.

What the hell is this?

Why don't we discuss your home?

Not Romania. Certainly not Brooklyn, no.

I mean your real home.

Longing

No.

Rusted

Stop.

Seventeen

Stop.

Daybreak

Furnace

Nine

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