Категория: Защита

Go see if the target's in there.

But, my lord, I don't have armor.

You earn the suit through acts of bravery. This is an act of bravery.

You're determined to protect me.

From yourself. You don't have to do this.

There's no point in living if you can't feel alive.

'Cause where I'm from, we don't settle fights by throwing bombs.

Well, that's funny, because where I'm from, we don't need women to run to our rescue.

You sure you brought enough backup with you, Hobbs?

Oh, they ain't mine. They're here to protect you. From me killing your ass.

You do know, none of this will keep me, right?

Well, I want you to dig through 38 feet of concrete and steel and my fist and a bodybag will be waiting for you on the other side. So I suggest you get to digging, boy.

What if you brought America here?

Here?

Yeah. I know what it's like to be on your own, hunted for abilities you never wanted, and I can protect her.

[realizing Strange has stopped walking with her] You never told me her name, did you?

No, I didn't.

We hired you to move money.

You hired me to protect money.

This haven is safe no more.

Are services still off limits to me?

Under the circumstances your privileges are reinstated immediately, what do you need?

Guns, lots of guns.

Why would I protect this?

If you will not do it for the Brotherhood, then do it for me. Please.

Have you ever used that word before?

I'm not for hire as a bodyguard.

You were hired just so by the bard.

I'm helping the idiot free of his coin.

And he's the idiot?

I don't understand this disease and why it's fighting us.

Not fighting. Fighting back.

I can't risk this reality on a promise. It is the duty of the Sorcerer Supreme to protect the time stone.

Then, why the hell did Strange give it away?

What did you say?

Strange, he gave it away. He gave it to Thanos.

Willingly?

Yes.

Why?

I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.

Or, I did. Strange was meant to be the best of us.

So he must have done it for a reason.

I fear you might be right.

[rubbing his middle finger and thumb together] You know what this is? It's the world's smallest violin playing for the waitresses.

You don't have any idea what you're talking about. Τhese people bust their ass. Τhis is a hard job.

So's working at McDonald's but you don't feel the need to tip them, do you? Why not? Τhey serve food. But society says, don't tip these guys here, but tip these guys over here. Τhat's bullshit.

Waitressing is the number-one occupation for female non-college graduates in this country. It's the one job basically any woman can get and make a living on. Τhe reason is because of their tips.

Fuck all that. I'm very sorry the government taxes their tips. Τhat's fucked up. Τhat ain't my fault. It appears waitresses are one of the groups the government fucks in the ass on a regular basis. Show me a piece of paper that says they shouldn't do that, I'll sign it. Put it to a vote, I'll vote for it. What I won't do is play ball. And this non-college bullshit, I got two words for that, learn to fucking type. If you expect me to help out with the rent, you're in for a fucking surprise.

Ηe's convinced me. Give me my dollar back.

Law 1: A robot may not harm a human or, by inaction, allow a human being to come to harm

Law 2: A robot must obey orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the first law.

Law 3: A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the first or second law.

What's this thing I'm wearing?

Ah, this, this is a radiation suit.

Radiation suit? Of course. 'Cause of all the fallout from the atomic wars.

You're not here to kill me. I figured out that for myself. So what's the deal?

My mission is to protect you.

Yeah? Who sent you?

You did. Thirty-five years from now, you reprogrammed me to be your protector here, in this time.

This is deep.