Steve: Peg?
Peggy: What?
Steve: Where is my shield?
Peggy: Your bloody what?
Steve: Where is my SSSSHHHIIIIIEEEELLLLLLDD?
Peggy: I, uh, put it away!
Steve: Where?
Peggy: Why do you need to know?
Steve: I need it!
Peggy: UH-UH! Don’t you dare think of running off doing no daring-do! We planned this dance SEVENTY YEARS AGO!
Steve: The public is in danger!
Peggy: MY EVENING IS IN DANGER!
Steve: YOU TELL ME WHERE MY SHIELD IS, MARGARET! WE ARE TALKING ABOUT THE GREATER GOOD!
Peggy: GREATER GOOD!? I AM PEGGY CARTER. I AM THE GREATEST GOOD YOU ARE EVER GONNA GET!