Jurassic City - Network

Yo, birdboy. I need your help with something.

Bucky, I just want you to not panic or overreact like Stevie does when we're not home for more than ten minutes. Sound good?

Mick, you should come watch because this is going to be either badass or a complete disaster and either way you'll probably enjoy it.

Happy Fourth of July everybody.

Tradition dictates I host a potluck at the park and grill some food for the celebration so if you know me by name, not only are you invited but you're obligated to come. Sorry, I don't make the rules, I just enforce them.

That means you too, birthday boy!

Everyone else, this is an open invitation.

And if someone could pick up some fireworks, I'd really appreciate it.

[Filtered to Daisy]

Tell your friend that he's also invited.

You know, I figured the likelihood of ending up in a place with dinosaurs went down when I moved from SHIELD to the CIA.

Someone want to brief me on what's going on here?

Well that was about six shades of something I never want to fight through again.

Back to dinosaurs, huh?

I guess this is about as close to a vacation as I'm ever gonna get. How long was I out?

Dinosaurs? Are you serious? Can't a guy catch a break?

So I guess I've been kidnapped. And there are probably dinosaurs.

What could possibly go wrong?

It was easy counseling veterans through their trauma because I was done with my service. I was a citizen again and my trajectory in life was certain. Well, as certain as it could be for anyone. I knew who and what I was. But I've put myself in a war again and now the nightmares, goddammit. They never left but I could handle them before. Just needed a morning run to put everything back into alignment and I'd be straight. But I'm in a war again and the nightmares don't let me sleep.

It's going to be me this time, falling out of the sky, covered in fire like a diving phoenix. In my nightmares it's me or someone I care about and I can't catch them. Hell, it was Barnes once and he blamed me for it. Steve...blamed me for it and I couldn't shake that heavy anger when I woke up. It stills lingers in me.

I'm the man you call on to back you up and if I can't do that then what good am I? I couldn't save Riley, my own partner. I'm no Avenger, no superhero. I'm just a man with metal wings strapped to his back.

I'm going to be the one falling out of the sky. If I'm lucky. If I'm not, it'll be someone important and if I don't catch them, I might as well fall with them.

I like it here. It's hot, and the dinosaurs are very strange, but there are worse places to be, I suppose.

I started classes at the University. I'm looking forward to continuing my education. Now, I just need a job.

What I wouldn't give to have my wings right about now. These pterodactyls don't play. I saw a couple take off with a big dog and tear it in two.

Dinosaurs?

That is certainly strange and unexpected.

Steve? Natasha? Sam? They told me you were all here.

For fuck sake.

It's not that I don't understand that this situation is out of anyone's control, and I absolutely respect that.

But I really don't have time for this shit.