(Tony is reading a letter from Steve...)
Steve Rogers: Tony... I'm glad you're back at the compound. I don't like the idea of you rattling around a mansion by yourself. We all need family. The Avengers are yours. Maybe more so than mine. I've been on my own since I was 18. I never really fit in anywhere, even in the Army. My faith's in people, I guess. Individuals. And I'm happy to say that, for the most part... they haven't let me down. Which is why I can't let them down either. Locks can be replaced, but maybe they shouldn't. I know I hurt you, Tony. I guess I thought by not telling you about your parents... I was sparing you... but I can see now that I was really sparing myself. And I'm sorry. Hopefully one day you can understand. I wish we agreed on the Accords. I really do. I know you're doing what you believe in, and that's all any of us can do. That's all any of us should. So no matter what... I promise you... if you need us... if you need me... I'll be there.
Sam Wilson: We need a diversion. Something big.
Scott Lang: I got something kinda big. But I can't hold it very long. On my signal, run like hell. And if I tear myself in half... don't come back for me.
Bucky Barnes: He's gonna tear himself in half?
Steve Rogers: You sure about this, Scott?
Scott Lang: I do it all the time. I mean, once. In a lab. Then I passed out.
Peter Parker: Those wings carbon fibre?
Sam Wilson: Is this stuff coming out of you? (meaning Spider-Man's webbing)
Peter Parker: That would explain the rigidity-flexibility ratio, which, gotta say, that's awesome, man.
Sam Wilson: I don't know if you've been in a fight before... but there's usually not this much talking.