Fury:I want to talk to you about your friend Tony.
Steve:He's not exactly my friend.
Fury:...yeah, not exactly. I know.
Steve:If you want me to play nice with him, just say "Play nice." I'm a soldier. That's how it works.
Fury:I want you to understand him, C... Steve. Because playing nice works just fine when you're both hanging out at the playground, but it won't cut it out in the field. Tony has his flaws. But so did his father, and you got on fine with him.
Steve:I was starstruck. Anyway, Howard did his part for the war effort. I wouldn't be Captain America if it weren't for him, and I'm not talking about throwing some switches. The man flew me in his personal experimental aircraft behind enemy lines, right into a war zone. If things had gone a little better, he would have flown right back.
Fury:I see that you don't consider the stuff with the serum and the vita-rays as the moment you became Captain America. Do you know how Tony became Iron Man?
Steve:He used his considerable resources to make a suit of armor and then unilaterally...
Fury:Flew it right into a war zone? That's not what I meant. It started in Afghanistan. He's never exactly been forthcoming about what happened to him there...
Steve:You say that like he served over there.
Fury:He did his part for the war effort. But no, he didn't enlist. He was there doing a demonstration for our boys in the field, using a shock-and-awe weapon he and his boys had whipped up. He was on his way back to the airfield when his convoy was attacked. What happened next, we've had to piece together for ourselves. The day Agent Coulson debriefed him, he had to quit drinking just so he could start again.
Steve:It's funny, I can't imagine Tony Stark passing up a chance to talk about himself.
Fury:Yeah, you shove a microphone in his face or point a camera at him and the mouth just starts to roll, talking about his calendar girls and his race cars... but that's all surface stuff, Cap. And Tony is the Iron Man. The stuff on the outside is just the armor. What's underneath is another story.
Steve:What's underneath, then?
Fury:A man. Here's what we know about this man: a Stark Industries munition--sold to his attackers by a man he'd thought of as a father--exploded at close range, sending a fusillade of shrapnel into his chest, including his heart. He was dragged into a cave, where his wounds were treated using makeshift tools in the worst possible conditions. Then he toiled--using the same kinds of tools and in the same conditions--to build a device that could keep him alive long enough to make the armor he would use to escape. This was the beginning of the Iron Man.
Steve:Sir, I spent my time in the service fighting against men who thought that making a superior weapon gave them the right to change the world.
Fury:"The Iron Man isn't a weapon." "I am Iron Man."
Steve:I've watched his press conferences and hearings, sir.
Fury:I know you have. These aren't just slick lines, Steve. When I said that was the beginning of Iron Man, I'm not talking about some bucket of bolts that held together just long enough to get him out of that cave, or his latest shiny gold full-body codpiece. I'm talking about something profound. Tony Stark was never like you. He was never a skinny kid from the Bronx. He never had to deal with bullies. But something happened to him, and he found something within himself. He found a core of iron.
Steve:Colonel Fury, no offense, but I've heard my share of inspirational speeches and...
Fury:I'm not done. You asked him what he would be without the armor. Well, he didn't have the armor when he took a load of shrapnel to the chest. If Stark was just some trust-fund punk hotshotting around and playing superhero, I'd have taken the armor away from him. Personally. But he isn't. And if you took the armor away now, he'd still be the same man who woke up in that cave with a whole in his heart and fought his way out of it.
Steve:...you've given me a lot to think about, sir.
Fury:I hope so. Because the day is gonna come when I need you, both of you, and what I need from you isn't to "play nice".
Item one: Not to be all “blame the mother”, but can we please remember that Frigga parented these two also and had just as much a hand in their upbringing as Odin? I feel like she just sort of gets erased and becomes a non-entity when we talk…