Stuck in the 1980s. Used to have nostalgia for them. That is very gone.


Say what you will about the 50s', at least it doesn't know chivalry is dead.


Coulson: You must be Kora.
Kora: And you're Agent Coulson.
Garrett: Oh, call him Phil. I've seen it all bud, everything you did to me.
Coulson: I'm sorry, have we met?
Garrett: Not yet. But I got a sneak peek of my future and you play a big part in it. Here's a hint, you vaporized me with a space laser.
Coulson: Garrett. Clever. Digging up our greatest hits.
Garrett: I'm not even mad. They let me watch you die a bunch of times, made me feel better.
Coulson: Oh, yeah? Which one was your favorite?
Garrett: Uh, oh! Long-haired creepo stabbed you with a pointy stick. That was funny.
Coulson: You haven't changed a bit. And I'm aware that statement makes no sense.

Sousa: I think I'm a fan of the twenty-first century.
Daisy: Yeah, don't get your hopes up. We make a mean prosthetic, but, uh, Fascism is back.
Sousa: You mean the thing I helped wipe out ten years ago?
Daisy: Yeah, the past won't leave us alone.

Daisy: You really are square, aren't you?
Sousa: Harsh, but yes.

Daisy: Growing up, I never knew my mom. And when I finally found her, she wasn't who I hoped she would be.
Jiaying: She hurt you. I can't speak to your mother's reasons, but for me, sometimes trying to do the right thing comes out all wrong.