Captain America: The Winter Soldier Page #5

We won, Captain.

Your death amounts to

the same as your life.

A zero sum.

As I was saying...

What's on this drive?

Project Insight requires insight.

So, I wrote an algorithm.

What kind of algorithm?

What does it do?

The answer to your question

is fascinating.

Unfortunately, you shall

be too dead to hear it.

Steve, we got a bogey.

Short range ballistic.

- 30 seconds tops.

- Who fired it?

S.H.I.E.L.D.

I am afraid

I have been stalling, Captain.

Admit it.

It's better this way.

We are, both of us,

out of time.

Call in the asset.

I'm going to go, Mr. Pierce.

You need anything before I leave?

No... It's fine, Renata,

you can go home.

Okay. Night-night.

Good night.

Want some milk?

The timetable has moved.

Our window is limited.

Two targets, Level Six.

They already cost me Zola.

I want confirmed death in 10 hours.

Sorry, Mr. Pierce, I...

I forgot my

phone.

Renata, I wish you

would have knocked.

Hey, man.

I'm sorry about this.

We need a place to lay low.

Everyone we know is

trying to kill us.

Not everyone.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

What's going on?

When I first joined S.H.I.E.L.D.

I thought I was going straight.

But I guess I just traded in

the KGB for HYDRA.

I thought I knew whose

lies I was telling,

but I guess I can't tell

the difference anymore.

There's a chance you might be

in the wrong business.

I owe you.

It's okay.

If it was the other way around,

and it was down to me

to save your life,

now you be honest with me,

would you trust me to do it?

I would now.

And I'm always honest.

Well, you seem pretty chipper

for someone who just found out

they died for nothing.

Well, guess I just like to

know who I'm fighting.

I made breakfast.

If you guys eat that sort of thing.

So, the question is,

who at S.H.I.E.L.D. could launch

a domestic missile strike?

Pierce.

Who happens to be sitting on top

of the most secure building in the world.

But he's not working alone.

Zola's algorithm

was on the Lemurian Star.

So was Jasper Sitwell.

So, the real question is,

how do the two most wanted people

in Washington kidnap

a S.H.I.E.L.D. officer in broad daylight?

The answer is, you don't.

- What's this?

- Call it a rsum.

Is this Bakhmala?

The Khalid Khandil mission,

that was you?

You didn't say he was a Pararescue.

- Is this Riley?

- Yeah.

I heard they couldn't bring in the

choppers because of the RPGs.

What did you use? A stealth chute?

No.

These.

I thought you said

you were a pilot.

I never said pilot.

I can't ask you to do this, Sam.

You got out for a good reason.

Dude, Captain America

needs my help.

There's no better

reason to get back in.

Where can we get our hands on

one of these things?

The last one is at Fort Meade.

Behind three guarded gates

and a 12-inch steel wall.

Shouldn't be a problem.

Listen, I got to fly home tonight

because I got some

constituency problem

and I got to press the flesh.

Any constituent in particular,

Mr. Senator?

No, not really.

Twenty-three, kind of hot.

Real hot, you know?

Wants to be a reporter, I think.

I don't know.

Who listens at that point?

Doesn't sound like

much of a problem to me.

Really? Because she's

killing my back.

But this isn't the place

to talk about it.

This is a nice pin.

- Thank you.

- Come here.

Hail HYDRA.

- See, it's right there...

- Yeah, I just saw that.

- Should I get it checked?

- I think you should.

I need a minute.

Bring the car around.

Yes, sir?

Agent Sitwell, how was lunch?

I hear the crab cakes here

are delicious.

Who is this?

The good-looking guy in the

sunglasses, your 10 o' clock.

Your other 10 o'clock.

There you go.

What do you want?

You're gonna go around

the corner to your right.

There's a gray car two spaces down.

You and I are gonna take a ride.

And why would I do that?

Because that tie looks

really expensive,

and I'd hate to mess it up.

Tell me about Zola's algorithm.

Never heard of it.

What were you doing

on the Lemurian Star?

I was throwing up. I get seasick.

Is this little display meant to insinuate

that you're gonna throw me off the roof?

Because it's really not

your style, Rogers.

You're right.

It's not.

It's hers.

Wait. What about that girl

from Accounting, Laura...

Lillian. Lip piercing, right?

Yeah, she's cute.

Yeah. I'm not ready for that.

Zola's algorithm is a program

for choosing

- insight's targets.

- What targets?

You!

A TV anchor in Cairo,

the Under Secretary of Defense,

a high school Valedictorian

in Iowa City,

Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange,

anyone who's a threat

to HYDRA.

Now, or in the future.

In the future? How could it know?

How could it not?

The 21st century is a digital book.

Zola taught HYDRA how to read it.

Your bank records,

medical histories, voting patterns,

emails, phone calls,

your damn SAT scores!

Zola's algorithm

evaluates people's past

to predict their future.

And what then?

Oh, my God. Pierce

is gonna kill me.

What then?

Then the Insight helicarriers

scratch people off the list.

A few million at a time.

HYDRA doesn't like leaks.

Then why don't you try

sticking a cork in it?

Insight's launching in 16 hours.

We're cutting it a

little bit close here.

I know. We'll use him

to bypass the DNA scans

and access the

helicarriers directly.

What? Are you crazy?

That is a terrible, terrible idea.

Sh*t!

Hang on!

Go! I got this!

Taking fire above

and below expressway.

Civilians threatened.

Repeat, civilians threatened.

I make an LZ, 2300 block

of Virginia Avenue.

Rendezvous, two minutes.

Get out of the way!

Stay out of the way!

Bucky?

Who the hell is Bucky?

Drop the shield, Cap!

Get on your knees!

Get on your knees!

Get down, get down!

Get on your knees!

Down!

Don't move.

Put the gun down.

Not here. Not here!

It was him.

He looked right at me

like he didn't even know me.

How is that even possible?

It was, like, 70 years ago.

Zola.

Bucky's whole unit

was captured in '43.

Zola experimented on him.

Whatever he did

helped Bucky survive the fall.

They must have found him and...

None of that's your fault, Steve.

Even when I had

nothing, I had Bucky.

We need to get a doctor here.

If we don't put

pressure on that wound,

she's gonna bleed out

here in the truck.

That thing was squeezing my brain.

Who is this guy?

Three holes. Start digging.

GSW. She's lost at least a pint.

Maybe two.

- Let me take her.

- She'll want to see him first.

About damn time.

Lacerated spinal column,

cracked sternum,

shattered collarbone,

perforated liver,

and one hell of a headache.

Don't forget your collapsed lung.

Let's not forget that.

Otherwise, I'm good.

They cut you open.

Your heart stopped.

Tetrodotoxin B.

Slows the pulse to

one beat a minute.

Banner developed it for stress.

Didn't work so great for him,

but we found a use for it.

Why all the secrecy?

Why not just tell us?

Any attempt on the Director's

life had to look successful.

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