- Is that who I think it is?"
"She's just the pilot."
"Melinda May is just the pilot?
- She didn't have a gun. None of us did. And it wasn't a rescue, or assault, whatever they say at the academy these days. We were the welcome wagon, and it went south."
"Plenty. A civilian girl and a few of our guys were stuck inside a building being held by the followers of this gifted individual or worshipers. we never found out."
"She took it upon herself to get them out. Said she could fix the problem. So she went in, crossed off the enemy force. Didn't say how."
"Did she lose anyone in there?"
"Herself. May used to be different. She was always quiet, she was just... she was warm. Fearless in a different way. Getting in trouble, pulling pranks, thought rules were meant to be broken. Sound familiar? But when she walked out of that building, it was like that part of her was gone. I tried to comfort her, but she wouldn't tell me what went down in there."
"What did you say?"
"I said the words I thought she needed to hear.
- Try being married to somebody who remembers every single little detail. It's not that charming. ... You think I'm being petty, don't you? Well, I'm not. I don't have a problem with Bob kissing that guy."
"Good. Because you had a hickey on your neck for a week after our mission in Miami."
"Well excuse me doing my job thoroughly. And with style.
- I shouldn't have to ask any of you to save one of our own."
"You never ask! You just give your orders, no matter cracked up they are!"
"Mack, you'd do well to remember your rank right now."
"Really? Rank at a time like this? Why don't you shove your rank up your..."
"Not helping, Hunter."
"No, it's cathartic. Do you have any thoughts of your own on it, or do you just parrot his?"
"Coulson's trying to stop HYDRA."
"We didn't stop anything! We unleashed something on the planet!"
"No one knows what happened yet."
"It could have been a lot worse."
"And Skye barely made it out alive!"
"Thanks to Trip. He sacrificed his life, Mack!"
"No! He traded his life for hers! And then he was shattered into a thousand pieces!"
"That's enough! If Trip was here, he wouldn't be arguing, he wouldn't be bitching. He would be gearing up to do what needs to be done. Yes, we're dealing with forces we don't understand, but HYDRA I do understand. I want everyone ready when the sun comes up. End of discussion."
- "You'll never take us alive"? Really? That's a little over the top, don't you think?"
"I only had a day to come up with this whole thing. Besides, if I let you write the script, no one would say anything.
- I won't stay long, I just need to use the microwave. I didn't want to disturb May and her ex."
"Disturb them from...?"
"They're in the kitchen, talking."
"What are they talking about? Is it about Skye's condition?"
" No, it was of a personal nature. Seems that May isn't a good cook."
"Something Agent May doesn't excel at... interesting."
"Yeah, he teased her about it... she was laughing."
"Oh, he makes her laugh! Clearly she still likes him, and have you seen the way he looks at her?"
"Yeah, I have eyes Jemma, of course I've seen."
"I wonder what happened between them, why end it?"
"They're a bizarre pair. He listens for a living and she doesn't speak."
"Well you know what they say, opposites attract.
- I'm not here to discuss my ex."
"Did you guys have actual conversations? You know, like pillow talk? Or was it just pillow stern looks?
- I haven't worked with S.H.I.E.L.D. in a long while. I moved on for a reason."
"It's a different S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson's the director now."
"Okay, but why me? Is this Skye that bad?"
"She's that good; good agent.
- May thinks I'm a monster but you actually become one. Guess we know her type.
- Time is an illusion. It's how we perceive the fourth dimension. Simmons."
"It's mathematics. He's talking about space-time."
"How do you... How can I explain this? Right. We're 3D, yeah? Okay, but imagine... imagine we lived in a 2-dimensional existence... flat, just like a piece of paper. We wouldn't be able to conceive of three dimensions, of... of... of a... a cube or anything that's not 2-dimensional, okay? Yeah. Right, so, we flat paper people would perceive this 3-dimensional cube as many separate 2-dimensional moments. As time passing... the point on the line traveling through space and time."
"But, in fact, the cube, the line is fixed."
"Yeah, it's just sitting there. There's no future. There's no past. It just... it just is. And nothing you can do will change that."
"You're hurting my brain.
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