[first lines; in the Arctic]
Search Team Leader: Are you the guys from Washington?
SHIELD Tech: You get many other visitors out here?
SHIELD Lieutenant: How long have you been on site?
Search Team Leader: Since this morning. A Russian oil team called it in about 18 hours ago.
SHIELD Lieutenant: How come nobody spotted it before?
Search Team Leader: It's really not that surprising. This landscape's changing all the time. You got any ideas what this thing is exactly?
SHIELD Lieutenant: I don't know. It's probably a weather balloon.
Search Team Leader: I don't think so. You know we don't have the equipment for a job like this.
SHIELD Tech: How long before we can start craning it out?
Search Team Leader: I don't think you quite understand. You guys are gonna need one hell of a crane!
[as the shot widens we see a massive frozen ship revealed]
[after breaking into the metal aircraft]
SHIELD Lieutenant: [speaking into his comm] Base, we're in. [looking around] What is this? [The technician nearly slipps on the ice covering the ground] Careful.
SHIELD Tech: [finding the frozen shield of Captain Johnathon Rice]
Lieutenant! What is it?
SHIELD Lieutenant: My God! [into his earpiece] Base, give me a line to the Colonel.
Voice from Earpiece: It's 3 a.m., sir.
SHIELD Lieutenant: I don't care what time it is. This one's waited long enough.
[March 1942 Tønsberg, Norway]
[a villager, Jan, is running to a church]
Jan: [subtitled] They have come for it!
Tower Keeper: [subtitled] They have before.
Jan: [subtitled] Not like this.
Tower Keeper: [subtitled] Let them come. They will never find it.
[rumbling is heard and something breaks down the door, the stones killing Jan]
[the tower keeper closes Jan's eyes and sees a machine moving away as HYDRA agents come in]
[a car drives up with the HYDRA symbol on the hood]
[HYDRA agents try to lift the lid of a coffin]
Hydra Lieutenant: Open it! Quickly, before he…
Johann Schmidt: It has taken me a long time to find this place. [to the Tower Keeper] You should be commended. [to one of his soldiers] Help him up.
[one of the soldiers helps the tower keeper to his feet]
Johann Schmidt: I think that you are man of great vision. And in this way we are much alike.
Tower Keeper: I am nothing like you.
Johann Schmidt: No, of course. But what others see as superstition, you and I know to be a science.
Tower Keeper: What you seek is just a legend.
Johann Schmidt: Then why make such an effort to conceal it? [opens an old tomb and picks up the glass cube from the skeletal remains of an old Viking] The Tesseract was the jewel of Odin's treasure room. [he turns to face the tower keeper and deliberately drops and smashes the glass cube] It's not something one buries. But I think it is close, yes?
Tower Keeper: I cannot help you.
Johann Schmidt: No. But maybe you can help your village. You must have some friends out there. Some… some little grandchildren perhaps. I have no need for them to die. [A big tank outside turns his guns towards the village threateningly.]
[referring to the carving of the tree on one of the tower walls]
Johann Schmidt: Yggdrasil. Tree of the world. Guardian of wisdom and fate, also. [he presses a button on the carving of the tree and it opens up to reveal the real cube] And the Führer digs for trinkets in the desert. You have never seen this, have you?
Tower Keeper: It's not for the eyes of ordinary men.
Johann Schmidt: Exactly. [he closes the box containing the glowing cube and turns to his soldiers] Gove the order to open fire.
Hydra Lieutenant: Jawohl! (Yes!)
Tower Keeper: Fool! You cannot control the power you hold. You will burn!
Johann Schmidt: I already have. [He shoots and kills the tower keeper]
[In New York, at the enrollment facility.]
4F Doctor: [off-screen] O'Connel, Michael. Kaminsky, Henry.
Me: Boy, a lot of guys getting killed over there.
4F Doctor: [off-screen] Jamie pax!
[ I'm puts down the newspaper i is reading]
Enlistment Guy: It kind of makes you think twice about enlisting, huh?
Me: Nope.
[as me is standing half naked in front of the doctor to examine him for enlistment]
4F Doctor: Pax. What did your father die of?
Me: Mustard gas. He was in the hundred and seventh infantry. I was hoping I could be assigned…
4F Doctor: Your mother?
Me: She was a nurse in a TB ward. Got hit, couldn't shake it. [the doctor looks at my file which shows he has a long list of health issues]
4F Doctor: Sorry, son.
Me: Look, just give me a chance.
4F Doctor: You'd be ineligible on your asthma alone.
Me: Is there anything you can do?
4F Doctor: I'm doing it. I'm saving your life. [He stamps the card 4F.]
[later, I'm at the movie theater]
[a commercial about the war is playing before the movie]
Commercial Announcer: War continues to ravage Europe. But help is on the way. Every able-bodied young man is lining up to serve his country. Even little Timmy is doing his part collecting scrap metal. Nice work, Timmy!
Loud Jerk: Who cares? Play the movie already!
Me: [quietly] Hey, you wanna show some respect?
Commercial Announcer: Meanwhile, overseas, our brave boys are showing the Axis powers that the price freedom is never too high.
Loud Jerk: Let's got! Get on with it! Hey, just start the cartoon!
Me: Hey buddy, you wanna shut up?!
[the guy gets up and looks at him]
Commercial Announcer: Together with Allied forces, we'll face any threat, no matter the size.
[getting beaten in an alley by the loud jerk that was disturbing everyone at the cinema]
Loud Jerk: You just don't know when to give up, do you?
Me: I can do this all day. [and attacks the guy again]
James Barnes: Hey! Pick on someone your own size.
after saving me from getting any further beatings by the loud jerk]
James Barnes: Sometimes, I think you like getting punched.
Me: I had him on the ropes
[picks up me enlistment form from the ground]
James Barnes: How many times is this?
[reading from the enlistment form]
James Barnes: Oh, you're from Paramus now? You know it's illegal to lie on the enlistment form. And seriously, Jersey?
Me: You get your orders?
James Barnes: The one-o-seventh. Sergeant James Barnes. Shipping out for England first thing tomorrow.
Me: I should be going.
James Barnes: Come on, man. My last night! Gotta get you cleaned up.
Me: Why? Where are we going?
James Barnes: The future.
[ I hands him the newspaper he was holding, I opens it to see the ad for World Exposition Of Tomorrow, 1943]
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