(Maya uses sign language to talk to Clint) Clint Barton: Oh, uh, yeah. Sorry. Hard of hearing, not deaf. (Maya signs again in response...) Clint Barton: Oh, boy. More cookie, please. Thank you. (Maya leaves) Uh... Right, well, it's nice talking to you.
(Maya uses sign language to talk to Clint)
Clint Barton: Oh, uh, yeah. Sorry. Hard of hearing, not deaf.
(Maya signs again in response...)
Clint Barton: Oh, boy. More cookie, please. Thank you. (Maya leaves) Uh... Right, well, it's nice talking to you.
Tomas: Where is Kate Bishop? Clint Barton: I've never met her. I have no idea. Tomas: Come on! Where is Kate Bishop? Clint Barton: Who are you talking about? (Kate falls throught the glass roof straight in the middle of this conversation...) Ivan (to Tomas): Bro, I found her. Kate Bishop: Oh, my God. Oh, wow. Didn't realize we were supposed to bring guns.
Tomas: Where is Kate Bishop?
Clint Barton: I've never met her. I have no idea.
Tomas: Come on! Where is Kate Bishop?
Clint Barton: Who are you talking about?
(Kate falls throught the glass roof straight in the middle of this conversation...)
Ivan (to Tomas): Bro, I found her.
Kate Bishop: Oh, my God. Oh, wow. Didn't realize we were supposed to bring guns.
Clint Barton: Can I speak to your manager? This is like talking to furniture. I came here to talk to your boss. Is that possible? I'm trying to be civil here. Tomas: Civil? We kidnapped you, rozumiesz? You are our hostage now, rozumiesz to?
Clint Barton: Can I speak to your manager? This is like talking to furniture. I came here to talk to your boss. Is that possible? I'm trying to be civil here.
Tomas: Civil? We kidnapped you, rozumiesz? You are our hostage now, rozumiesz to?
Clint Barton: It's a nice place you got here. Not creepy at all. Tomas: Hey, hey, hey, hey. You kid. I know you kid. So, don't kid, okay? Because it was getting very hard to find place. Now, all the warehouses are being converted into lofts, so how can I get something better? (his friends are telling him to calm down) Come on, bro. But he's criticizing.
Clint Barton: It's a nice place you got here. Not creepy at all.
Tomas: Hey, hey, hey, hey. You kid. I know you kid. So, don't kid, okay? Because it was getting very hard to find place. Now, all the warehouses are being converted into lofts, so how can I get something better? (his friends are telling him to calm down) Come on, bro. But he's criticizing.
(Clint is being kidnapped by the Tracksuit mafia, they put a bag over his head...) Clint Barton: Guys, I can see through the bag.
(Clint is being kidnapped by the Tracksuit mafia, they put a bag over his head...)
Clint Barton: Guys, I can see through the bag.
(Clint is in a LARP fight...) Clint Barton: I'm begging you. Kill me. (Grills strikes Clint down...) The crowd of LARPers (chearing and shouting): Finish him! Yes! Yes! Yes! Winner! For Mount Deepdale! Huzzah! Yes! Yes! And now, we burn the corpse! Burn the corpse!
(Clint is in a LARP fight...)
Clint Barton: I'm begging you. Kill me.
(Grills strikes Clint down...)
The crowd of LARPers (chearing and shouting): Finish him! Yes! Yes! Yes! Winner! For Mount Deepdale! Huzzah! Yes! Yes! And now, we burn the corpse! Burn the corpse!
Clint Barton: Again, not really trying to sell anything. Kate Bishop: But you do, anyway. Clint Barton: Yeah, okay, Kate. Um, what am I selling, then, huh? It's certainly not Halloween costumes or toys off the shelf. Kate Bishop: Inspiration, Clint.
Clint Barton: Again, not really trying to sell anything.
Kate Bishop: But you do, anyway.
Clint Barton: Yeah, okay, Kate. Um, what am I selling, then, huh? It's certainly not Halloween costumes or toys off the shelf.
Kate Bishop: Inspiration, Clint.
Kate Bishop: Your problem is branding. Your whole thing is that you're low-key. It's a very hard brand to sell. Clint Barton: Well, I'm not really trying to sell anything.
Kate Bishop: Your problem is branding. Your whole thing is that you're low-key. It's a very hard brand to sell.
Clint Barton: Well, I'm not really trying to sell anything.
Natasha Romanoff: We're still friends, right? Clint Barton: Depends on how hard you hit me. (Wanda stops Natasha from kicking Clint...) Wanda Maximoff (to Clint): You were pulling your punches.
Natasha Romanoff: We're still friends, right?
Clint Barton: Depends on how hard you hit me.
(Wanda stops Natasha from kicking Clint...)
Wanda Maximoff (to Clint): You were pulling your punches.
Tony Stark: Hey, Clint. Clint Barton: Hey, man. Tony Stark: Clearly, retirement doesn't suit you. You got tired of shooting golf? Clint Barton: Well, I played 18, shot 18. Just can't seem to miss. (Clint shoots at Tony and Tony avoids it...) Tony Stark: First time for everything. Clint Barton: Made you look.
Tony Stark: Hey, Clint.
Clint Barton: Hey, man.
Tony Stark: Clearly, retirement doesn't suit you. You got tired of shooting golf?
Clint Barton: Well, I played 18, shot 18. Just can't seem to miss.
(Clint shoots at Tony and Tony avoids it...)
Tony Stark: First time for everything.
Clint Barton: Made you look.
Steve Rogers: How about our other recruit? Clint Barton: He's rarin' to go. Had to put a little coffee in him... but he should be good. Scott Lang: What time zone is this?
Steve Rogers: How about our other recruit?
Clint Barton: He's rarin' to go. Had to put a little coffee in him... but he should be good.
Scott Lang: What time zone is this?
Clint Barton: All right, we're all clear here. Steve Rogers: We are not clear! We are very not clear!
Clint Barton: All right, we're all clear here.
Steve Rogers: We are not clear! We are very not clear!
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