Drugs for farts

“Is it really? He’s home right now, actually.”

"It really is, it's the most genius thing I've heard in a long time. And I work with geniuses."

“Hmm. Tony? Pretty sure Clint went on the mission with Mama.”

"Nah, Tony's the worst patient I h---- wait, that's genius! He's not expecting me so he's probably home, is he?"

“Well, uhh… Maybe you can give someone else their check-up? Pretty sure Papa’s around here somewhere.

"I already gave your dad his check up --- unlike your mom he does his check ups every year."

“Again, pleasant way to look at this world.”

"Right --- yeah, it's a pleasant way to look at this world."

“Isn’t that a… Pleasant way to view the world?”

"It is if you have no fucks to give."

“Did you expect anything less from her?” 

"I'm an optimist I try to expect the best from people."

“Uh, sir— I don’t actually understand what you’re talking about?”

"Right, sorry --- I'm a doctor, I came for her yearly check up. Which she always tries to skip. But you know, it's a requirement when you're in SHIELD."

"— I'm under the impression that she's on a mission. But, yes, I'm her kid.”

"Are you kidding me? Sh--- what the fuck, man? This is the third time she does this!"

“Can I help you?”

"I'm looking for Romanoff --- you're her kid, right?"

           ❝ The same way you’re looking at me            is the same way you should be looking at yourself in the mirror. ❞

     ❝ Fuck you, dick! I wasn't insulting you.          I've just never seen a talking bear before.❞

          ❝ What is it, fatass?                    Never seen a bear in a suit before? ❞

   ❝ Jesus fucking christ, man.           I haven't, no --- I don't think many people have ❞