I know you're part of the greatest generation, but it's this newfangled thing called machinery that digs ditches these days. I'll ask Pepper about green-lighting Stark Construction and we'll get you a crash course in backhoes.
I don't know why he's free, because he was in TINY PIECES maybe, and now I've funded a Hydra terrorist. My day's getting better. Champagne is not cutting it right now.
Extraction time. I'll have Happy drop a car off around the corner, with an apartment key in the glove box for you and Barnes. The farther away Red October is from The Walking Dead, the better.
You're great at calling shots, so call it. What do you want done? Because if we leave strategy up to me, I'm going to hand you a gold-plated shovel and you can dig a ditch to bury the twice-dead Hydra agent that tried to kill you and gave Wanda another mental scar she didn't need or deserve.