Riley Hill: “Come on, we’re going to be late.”
Garrett Barton: “Not with the way I drive.”
Maria Hill: *glaring*
Garrett Barton: “…Safely! And carefully.”

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Riley Hill: “Come on, we’re going to be late.”
Garrett Barton: “Not with the way I drive.”
Maria Hill: *glaring*
Garrett Barton: “…Safely! And carefully.”
Clint: “You never taught Lila a thing-.”
Fury: “Okay! Why can’t Lila open her mouth and say ‘Morgan, move?’”
Clint: “Why can’t Morgan have a brain, and sit in the back?! Morgan, this has nothing to do with you sweetie, it’s all your father-!”
Wicked Misquotes:
Clint Barton *held at gunpoint*: “You think my son would be that stupid? That he would bring my diary all the day back here?…You you didn’t did you?…”
Garrett *also captured*: “Well, uh…”
Clint: “You did!”
Garrett: “Can we discuss this later?!”
Clint: “I should’ve mailed it to Tony Stank!”
Garrett: “Will you take it easy-.”
Clint: “Take it easy?! Why do you think I sent it home in the first place? So it wouldn’t fall into their hands.”
Garrett: “I came here to save you!”
Clint: “Oh yeah? And who’s gonna come to save you Junior?!”
Garrett: “I told you…! Don’t call me ‘Junior!’”
Ever Ever After Excerpt:
Riley reaches for her boyfriend’s hand, “Alright stop. You can’t win because Natasha is on my side; when it comes to injuries on the job, they happen and you get up and you move on. They’re not a big deal.”
Romanoff spins a degree in her chair and back again, “Don’t put me in the middle.”
“Yeah,’ Garrett gestures, ‘she says that because she’s on our side. So listen to your hero.”
“Pro tip? If I may,’ Bruce pats Garrett’s back, ‘let it go. If she thinks she can fly she’s going to try it and it doesn’t matter what you say, or what you think.”
“Yeah but then…well what do you?”
“What do you mean?”
“When Aunt Nat thinks she can fly?”
He scoffs, “I hold my breath and make sure there’s a comfortable mattress on the ground so she has a safe spot to crash land.”
Riley leans forward to whisper to Natasha, “They’re talking about us.”
Romanoff lifts a hand, “Let them think they’re helping. Men are like toddlers trying to dry the dishes with a wet towel sometimes. How’s the hot sauce?”
Violet: “Have you met Riley?”
Riley: “Okay I’ll take it from here goodbye!” *to Garrett* “You talk so loud. You take care of your mother and you make her proud. You write your own poetry every night when you go to sleep and I’m seizing the moment so would you wake up an notice me?”
Garrett: “I see you.”
Riley: “I hear you.”
Garrett: “Let’s get married!”
Natasha: “Slowwww down!”
Garrett Barton: “Get on the horse Riley.”
Riley Hill: *begrudgingly climbing onto a carousel*
Garrett Barton: “By the way, the gang and I have a new suit idea we think you’re going to like.”
Riley Hill: “You didn’t bring me all the way out here to tell me that-.”
Garrett Barton: “Oh no, Brody and I had a wager that I couldn’t get you on a ride. I just won $20.”
Brody: “I really hope you guys didn’t copy off Izzy’s answers to the quiz. The whole back row got something different.”
Lucy: *screaming* “DANG IT!”
Garrett: “It can’t be that bad. What was question 4?”
Brody: “Hurricane procedures?”
Garrett: “DANG IT! I wrote what Izzy wrote.”
Lucy: “Which was?”
Garrett: “You wrote it too!”
Lucy: “Well I didn’t READ it! I just copied the letters in the order I saw them.”
Garrett: “…how do you function?!?”
Riley Hill: “What is your career goal?”
Garrett Barton: “I wanna be one of those guys that rides a motorcycle in the Globe of Doom at the Vegas show.”
Riley Hill: “I knew it…at least you’re honest.”