Marvel's Agent Carter

This thing's moving too fast, and it's heading for New York.

Give me your coordinates. I'll find you a safe landing site.

There's not gonna be a safe landing,

but I can try and force it down.

I... I... I'll get Howard on the line. He'll know what to do.

I got to put her in the water.

Please, don't do this. We... We have time. We can work it out.

Peggy.

This is my choice.

I thought we could stop off in Lucerne for a late-night fondue.

Stark is the best civilian pilot I've ever seen.

We're lucky to have him.

- Don't bother. - Colleen.

I can't feel my feet.

They let ten girls go yesterday.

Did they say why?

Because ten more G.I.s got discharged.

I had to show a guy from Canarsie how to use a rivet gun.

- Ohh. I think I have tuberculosis. - Thanks, by the way.

You loaned this to me last night while you were at work.

It looks better on you.

Kind of thing might really catch a man's eye.

Say, on a... date?

Well, don't hold your breath. Especially with tuberculosis.

You know, there's a difference between being an independent woman and a spinster.

Is it the shoes?

Clock out, pull the curtains, and sleep. Peggy's orders.

Okay.

If I don't see you, remember,

we're going to the movies on Saturday. I have the night off.

I'll try. You know how busy the office keeps me.

Peg, you work at the phone company. It ain't life and death.

Darling, you have no idea.

Good morning, Rose.

Lot of hubbub today, peg. D.C. line's hot.

Love the hat.

Who was the asset on that? The asset was...

Agent Carter, we just caught a red ball out of D.C. All hands on deck.

Meaning, cover the phones.

Rose, forward all calls to the briefing room.

Covered. Shall we?

Americans have long followed the career of inventor Howard Stark,

from boy genius to weapons developer to multimillionaire.

Even more have followed his private life.

But his most recent exploits threaten to send this fly boy into a nosedive.

Accused of selling weapons to the enemy,

the founder of Stark Industries was recently called to Capitol Hill.

May I ask a question?

Not until you answer the question already before this committee.

It's been so long, I don't even remember what it was.

Did you knowingly sell military-grade technology

to enemies of the United States?

- Not knowingly. - Did you do it unknowingly?

Now, by definition, that would be impossible to answer.

So far, six pieces of Stark's technology have turned up either on the black market

or in the arsenals of enemy states.

He's been waffling on the Hill, treating the whole thing like a joke.

Yesterday was the final day of hearings.

Stark didn't show.

They checked his half a dozen houses and his half a dozen offices... Nothing.

So, as of this moment,

Howard Stark is not only in contempt of Congress, he's a fugitive from justice.

Find him. Squeeze him till he loses his sense of humor.

Thompson. You lead.

I'll ground his planes, freeze his bank accounts.

There's a girl at First Federal who wants to owe me a favor.

- Sir, I really must object. - Why am I not surprised?

I knew Howard Stark during the war. His help was invaluable.

He may be a great many things, but he's not a traitor.

We're all aware of your record, agent.

I'm sure being Captain America's...

liaison...

brought you into contact with all sorts of interesting people.

But the war's over.

Let the professionals decide who's worth going after.

Sounds like Carter knew a lot of guys during the war.

What'd you say, Krzeminski?

I wasn't talking to you.

You owe the lady an apology.

Oh. You standing up for her now, Sousa?

Better hurry. I don't have all day.

Huh? No?

Okay.

Agent Sousa, about what you just did...

- Ah, don't worry about it... - I wish you hadn't.

You're an agent. They treat you like a secretary.

- I just wanted... - And I'm grateful.

I'm also more than capable of handling whatever these adolescents throw at me.

Yes, ma'am.

Doesn't mean I have to like it.

Well, that's another thing we have in common.

Carter?

Gonna be a little busy with your friend Stark.

If you don't mind, these surveillance reports need to be filed, and...

You're so much better at that kind of thing.

What kind of thing is that, Agent Thompson? The alphabet?

I can teach you.

Let's start with words beginning with "A."

Thanks, kid.

Adios. Auf Wiedersehen.

Aloha.

Poor guy.

Heard he got his personality shot off in Iwo Jima.

I saw him once at a U.S.O. show in Passaic.

You can eat him with a spoon.

Yes, I understand he was quite something.

Order up! WAITER: Yes, sir.

Everything all right, English?

Fine, Angie, if you don't count work.

Boys at the phone company giving you a hard time?

No more than usual. It's just...

During the war, I had a sense of purpose, responsibility.

But now I connect the calls, but I never get a chance to make them.

Do you know what I mean?

I had an audition today, uptown.

Took three trains,

got two bars into, "Is You Is Or Is You Ain't".

They gave me the hook.

I guess I ain't.

We all got to pay our dues, even if it takes a while.

You got talent.

It's just a matter of time before Broadway calls.

I'm afraid I can't carry a tune.

Doesn't matter when you got legs like yours.

This is supposed to be a BLT? Where's the girl?

Oh, I'm sorry. Do you not work here anymore?

- Looks like I got to go. - Is he a regular?

Yeah, but a regular what, I'm not allowed to say that on the clock.

See you later.

Miss Carter?

Do I know you?

Oh, we haven't had the pleasure.

But we may yet.

You're coming with me.

I know. I should've called first.

Did you miss me?

They're calling you a traitor.

I'm calling it a setup.

I have a vault. "Had," I should say.

Sub-basement of my office... Triple-thick, lead-lined.

It was where I kept my bad babies.

Bad babies?

Inventions too dangerous for anyone.

Even my friends.

Which begs the question, why invent them at all?

I can't help what I think of, but I can damn well control what I sell.

At least, I could until last month.

What happened last month?

I was in Monaco...

with a lovely tax advisor.

When I got back, I found a hole under my vault, all the way to the sewer.

Somebody cleaned me out.

A couple of weeks later, my bad babies, they start turning up on the black market.

But why run? Why not tell the Senate the truth, ask for their help?

Apparently, it's not too big a jump to see me cutting a hole in my own vault

and making some money on the sly.

Really?

I'm just considering all the angles. Seems you have a lot of them.

Now, that's the Peggy Carter I need.

- For what? - To clear my name.

- You can't be serious. - I try not to be,

but sometimes it just slips out anyway.

Oh, come on, Peg. You know darn well I didn't do this,

which means the SSR is looking for the wrong guy.

I want to find the right guy.

But I'm gonna need someone on the inside, someone I can trust.

And, Peg,

there's no one I trust more than you.

Howard, you're asking me to become a traitor

in order to prove you are not one. You do see the irony?

Oh, come on, Peg.