One Batch, Two Batch… Penny and Dime. I read her that book every night before this shit. I read it every single night, but, see, that was over now because Daddy’s home now. She looked at me and she begged me, Red. She begged. She begged. I said, “No. Daddy’s too tired, see. But I’ll read to you tomorrow night. I’ll read to you tomorrow night, I promise.” Yeah. Never think that… for her there was not gonna be any tomorrow, see. The last time I’d see her, I’d be holding her lifeless body in my arms. Meat was spilling out of her, Red. The place where her face used to be.
It’s so damn hard to do this, what we do. You’re all alone, you
know? And.. there’s so much evil out there in the world, Dean, I feel
like I could drown in it. And when I think about my destiny, when I
think about how I could end up..
can i just say it kills me to see tony with peter right at the beginning of homecoming. i mean, the man has just experienced heavy shit in the last 48 hours and there he is, trying to be relaxed around peter, so that the kid feels comfortable. like, how much effort and self-control is it taking him not to immediately break down and just say fuck it all and leave? he just saw his parents being brutally murdered, he is physically fucked up, was abandoned by a friend, lost his team, his best friend can’t walk, he’s being pressured and blamed by the government, yet he still has the mind to crack jokes and take care of peter. he feels he has such a big responsibility on peter’s well-being, both physically and mentally, that he shoves all of his feelings aside for him and shows just how much he cares, and how important peter is to tony.