Me and the Howlers against Rommel's whole blamed desert army? Now you're talking my language, Cap! Do you want me to take the whole squad, or should I leave half of 'em here—in case you wanna mop up all of Germany with 'em??
All we gotta do now is find the rest o' the squad, break the back of the Kraut occupation here, and make it back ta base in one piece! Nuts! Some day I'd like ta meet the creep who dreams up these missions!
It wuzn't exactly no bed of roses back in the big one... no matter what nutty movies they make about it nowadays! Mebbe we didn't have the A-Bomb hangin' over our heads... but it never killed anybody deader than a Nazi Luger!
They are going to blink and follow the rules of diplomacy that no one else plays by......and people are going to die. Innocent people are going to die because of this right here. I can't-- I can't go through it again. It's happening all over again.
You are herrrrroes. More than me. Maybe one day you'll llllook around and you'll see the world like I have to, and you'll knowwww I did the right thing. Or at least you'll undersssstand why I did it. Signin' offfffffffff.
Take my advice and make yourself some of the new life model decoys. About a dozen to start. Start using them. Send them in when you feel that itch on the back of your neck. It's not cheating and it's not cowardly. It's smart thinking.
Now you do what I say. Every day for the rest of your lives...you do what I say. If you don't, you'll die. It's not a threat, it's a statistical fact. ... We'll start with training. Any of you know what a Skrull is?
Everything I say to you, is the god's truth. Everything!! You're a soldier!! If I tell you red is green, red is green. That's the game we're playing here, hillbilly, and if you can't handle that, get your ass back behind the 7-11 counter where you belong.
Time to grow up, kid -- time to stop playin' pretty girl and face some hard facts. There are questions you will not get answers to. There are things going on that you do not get to know about. And rest assured, I will never slip up in case you feel like bein' coy.
Someone's gotta carry that shield... That's a fact. Only question is, how long it's gonna take Steve to realize who it has to be... And you want this, too, Sharon...that's why you aren't gonna tell him a thing.
My son? My friends? Everyone I have ever sent into battle... All the horror? The death --his death... You didn't take anything, Strucker... This is my fault. The blood is on my hands. And I will sleep... when I am dead.
Well, at least they got it half-right. ... Barnes is way too tarnished now to carry the shield. But never wanted it anyhow. He just wouldn't let anyone else have it. And after that...he was only tryin' to impress you.
Listen to me... You're going to turn her into something she didn't ask for. If it works...a cross between me and Cap, sure, it sounds great in theory. But the Infinity Formula... It's nothing but a ticket to every friend's funeral. Everyone she'll ever know will die while she watches. Including you.
Years went by. Howard Stark was long dead. As far as I knew, so was anyone else who might've ever known what I was doing. More superflock came along. Faster than I could keep count. I thought for a bit they might make me irrelevant. But, well... I love Steve Rogers like a brother. But not every job is for Captain America.
You don't have to try and forgive me, Steve. I'm not asking you to. Years ago, I watched a man die, a man who'd given his life for a greater cause. And with his last words, he asked me if it had been worth it. I didn't have time to answer. I wish now I'd said yes. I wish I'd told him how sometimes to worst of us have to walk point, and do whatever it takes to clear the way, for the best of us to follow. I wish that man met you, Steve. I'm glad I did. Goodbye, Cap.
Daisy, I reget many things. Most of all, the path that has led us to this point. If it could have been some other way, I would have chosen it. Unfortunately, this is the world, so I could not. I'll understand if you cannot forgive me. None of this, however, changes what I have taught you and what we both know. Someone has to be willing to do the hard work. Someone has to made the impossible decisions. That someone used to be me, but after the actions I have taken to ensure the creation of an organization committed to the cause we represent, I have to step aside. So now that responsibility falls to you. What I have built is now yours... The very best of all my students. Do with it as you see fit. Do your very best.
So, this is how it's going to be. Fair enough... It all sounded so amazing, so righteous, at first. Recruit a team. Train them--Lead them. My guys... My team. My hidden heroes from both the Caterpillar Files and better days long gone by. Heroes who understand the difference between how things are and how they should be. And together --just maybe-- we can do the impossible. So, who wants to come with me and save the world?
"I'll decide who needs any rest around here, mister! As for bein' wounded, I just had the wind knocked outta me for a spell, but I can still wallop any three of you creeps with one hand!!" — Sgt. Fury #1
"Mister, my job is to make things so tough for you Howlers that whenever you run into the enemy, you'll think you're on a picnic outing!" — Sgt. Fury #5
"Now hear this!! I'm as big a gentleman as the next guy! And any creep who says I ain't will be chewin' on a fistful of knuckles!!" — Sgt. Fury #9