He's right. It's not enough. It's not just Stane International that's screwed up, it's the World. Someone's got to take a Stand and lead the Way. Someone with Clout. Like, say, the CEO of Stark Enterprises...
It was the same guy who tried to wax me during that mess at the United Nations two days ago. It came down to him or me. I picked me. Breaking his neck was easy compared to the nightmares I've been having since. I crossed a line in Imaya, and I can't seem to get back to the other Side. I'am afraid killing's going to keep getting easier - until I don't know how to stop.
You took me out once before with that Securicode Shutdown Trick... did you really think I'd fall for that @*#% again? I changed those Codes Months ago, m'man. You wanna take me down... you're gonna have to do it the Hard Way.
Little late for that. If I were still... Human. I'd have lost count of how many I've killed. But I can't forget anything, now... And I can't stop seeing everything. Every woman they've raped... Every child they've shot... I hate them. God help me, I hate them. Maybe someday someone'll hate me just as much. But I don't care. All I know... Is that today... The world needs a War Machine.
But I can't do that now. Now with this brain, I can't forget anything. I see every rape and mutilation and murder simultaneously. Every second of every minute of every hour. I know every killer and every victim. And I literally can't live in my skin if I don't do something about it.
Right now they're seeing every recording of every person who was raped or tortured or killed because of their orders. They'll see all that blood and pain and misery again and again... forever and ever... amen.
You have known me as War Machine. Now you know me as Iron Patriot. America is my home. As a wise man once said, our flag--that's the blood of the men who died building this country, and the stars they were looking up to. As Iron Patriot, I carry whem wherever I go.
You can tell no one what I'm about to tell you... Tony Starkis alive. Or at least he was yesterday. Nobody knows this, by the way. Not the President. Not Maria Hill. I know he feels bad for the deception, but I can tell you it was necessary.
Look, I can't be in those suits anymore, Tony. They're like coffins to me. But this? A little room to breathe. My hands on the controls. Makes me feel like a pilot again. I should have told you sooner. About everything.
I don't care what people think when they see me. I know I'm not just an imitation. If you're in this to do some good, doesn't matter who you look like. Long as you get the job done. Remember that, Thunderstrike, and everything falls into place.
I don't care what color you are, where you come from, what god you worship, who you date, or what your DNA looks like under a scanner.