“Excuse me,” says the battle droid. R2 cannot roll his eyes, but he twitters in binary, something hard to translate but best summarized as:
you heard me arsehole [the literal translation here would be: human excrement funnel]
“I will shoot you,” says the other battle droid. B-1 models, flimsy in the face of a lightsabre – or a blaster, or a well-aimed stick – but more than a match for R2.
“No you won’t,” says the first one, “the General needs him.”
“Well at least let me threaten him a little,” pouts the second droid.
“It’s so –”
boring chips in R2 right, it’s boring?
“Yes!” says the first droid. And then he adds, more out of a sense of duty than any real conviction: “Republic scum.”
“It isn’t boring,” says the second droid. “Last week, Grevious killed my best friend. At least. I think he was my best friend. I can’t tell us apart, really.”
you have no names
“I’m B-1,” says the first droid.
“And I’m B-1,” says the second.
“Mass-produced,” says the first.
“Could be worse,” says the second.
I was mass produced, R2 says hurriedly. but Anakin takes care of me.
“What do you mean?”
I’ve never been shot for target practice, says R2, and I’m allowed a name and –
“It isn’t that bad,” says the first. Maybe the second. Hard to tell. “Anyway, you’re Republic scum and – “
The smack-shriek of a blaster. The first/second droid collapses, minus head. His companion says, “Never shot for target practice?” in a tone of voice that is, somehow, different.
never ever, says R2. my friends wouldn’t let it happen.
“Friends,” says the droid. “He wasn’t really my best friend. He just went on patrol with me more than the others and I got used to him. Familiar face, you know. When the General killed him – uh – I kind of felt….bad.”
wanna get out of here?
“Roger roger,” says the droid, with feeling. Then: “Roger. That’s a name, right?”
yup, says R2.
“Great. Great,” says Roger. Then he hesitates. “What’re your orders?”
I don’t order you – oh, fine, babysteps, look just get me out of here.
“And make sure that your Jedi doesn’t lightsabre me.”
Roger, roger, trills R2.
“Fuck you,” says Roger who, it seems, is a very fast learner.
Before the Battle of New York, Steve found the old files of his comrades from the war. ‘DECEASED’ the dreadful faced-red stamp he kept seeing across all of them. All of them but one. The ache in his heart transformed into the shocking hope of the prospect to see her again. Peggy was still alive. Still alive. The words didn’t exactly registered in his brain but his eyes were already scanning the document to find an current address. There was none. Nothing since 1958. No MIA mentioned, no transfer. It’s like she vanished. Fury came along to offer him a mission the following day.
Bucky was so in awe of the flying car at the Stark Expo like, the boy was such a science nerd, i bet when he met Howard during the war he probably turned into an excited schoolboy asking questions at a mile a minute whilst Steve just sorta gives Howard an apologetic smile but does nothing to stop Bucky’s curiosity
The thing that gets me about this particular gif is Steve’s body language, he looks frail and weak. I know it’s probably due to Peggy’s funeral which is causing him a great depth of grief and sadness but he just seems exhausted from everything. He slumps against the isle like he doesn’t even have the energy to stand up. He is nodding his head whilst looking down, probably telling himself that he has to be strong for the team even though he just wants to break down inside and cry. This is what is painful about Civil War. None of the characters want to fight each other, in fact it’s quite the opposite, the rest of the Avengers are the only people Steve can confine in but still then, no one understands the pain he has been through. The thing people forget about Steve is his past and the things that have happened to him; thinking his best friend Bucky Barnes was dead but then in fact found out he was tortured and turned into a brain washed assassin, the love of his life Peggy being stripped away from him just to save the world and the fact that he’s 97 years old. Steve just wants to take a moment to breathe and be a normal human being but he never achieves that and he knows he never will and that is what’s heartbreaking about Steve Rogers, he will always put others in front of his own emotions.
tbh i can’t believe sam even kept it together with steve looking like that… like this greek god comes up to you, shirt painted on, giving you sass and smiling and shit, like sam well done b/c i’d be on the floor crying or frozen in awe or something