— What have I to fear?
— The Avengers. It's what we call ourselves, sort of like a team. "Earth's Mighiest Heroes" type thing.
— Yes, I've met them.
— Yeah, takes us a while to get any traction, I'll give you that one. But let's do a head count here: your brother the demi-god; a super soldier, a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with breath-taking anger management issues; a couple of master assassins, and YOU, big fella, you've managed to piss off every single one of them.
— That was the plan.
— Not a great plan. When they come, and they WILL, they'll come for you.
— I have an army.
— We have a Hulk.
— I thought the beast had wandered off...
— You're missing the point! There's no throne, there is no version of this where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes and maybe it's too much for us but it's all on you. Because if we can't protect the Earth, you can be damned well sure we'll avenge it!
