Maybe, but they're all heroes to me. [He thinks of Bucky, and his dark eyes flash grief and loss, before he looked over at him.] Are you honestly telling me that you have no good memories of me at all? That your entire life I was this ... insane dictator who kept you locked in a prison cell and starved you of all love, attention, and self respect?
[Because granted, he'll admit he might not have been the best father but Tony makes him sound like a monster.]
[Now his eyes narrow.] Family. Period. I don't care if your mother's not smart enough to know I'm hers lock stock and barrel, and you're too damned stubborn, like your mother by the way, to see that I love you no matter what. They hurt you. I finish them. That's how it works.