The man on the bridge. Who was he?
otherwise known as the moment your heart broke - if you were human. Seriously, I almost never cry/get emotional at movies and this? KILLED ME. This entire fucking scene just ripped my fucking heart out and stomped on it.
Because before this? You just see Soldier. Deadly. Competent. Focused. A machine. There is, *maybe* a quarter-second flicker of actual human expression on his face when Steve calls him by name. Maybe. But that’s it. And even then, it’s confusion, if it’s anything. Nothing even remotely like recognition or anything of the sort.
And then this goddamned scene. He’s confused, and starting to remember and *daring to question* and ...
And so fucking broken, so fucking beat down that despite being, hands down, the deadliest fucking person in the room, he not only *lets* them put him in that fucking chair without a fight - he HELPS THEM. Actively takes the goddamned mouth guard.
I just ... I cannot. I fucking cannot. This scene KILLS me every fucking goddamned time.