[We switch back to T'Challa and his bodyguards walking towards his car.]

WAKANDAN AGENT: It's just a matter of time. Our satellites are running facial, biometric and behavioral pattern scans.

[Natasha is waiting for them in front of the car, blocking the way]

A DORA MILAJE BODYGUARD: Move, or you will be moved.

T'CHALLA: [smirks] As entertaining as that would be... [cocks his head so she can leave him and Natasha discuss]

NATASHA ROMANOFF: You really think you can find him?

T'Challa: My resources are considerable.

NATASHA ROMANOFF: Yeah. It took the world seven years to find Barnes. So, you could probably do that in about half that time.

T'Challa: You know where they are.

NATASHA ROMANOFF: I know someone who does.

[Scene cuts to Steve's team. Sharon and Steve each come out of the car]

SHARON CARTER: I'm not sure you understand the concept of a getaway car.

STEVE ROGERS: It's low profile.
SHARON CARTER: Good, 'cause this stuff tends to draw a crowd. [opens her trunk to reveal Cap's shield and Sam's Falcon jetpack. Scene cuts back to the inside of Steve's getaway car. Sam's in the passenger seat while Bucky is sitting right behind him]

BUCKY BARNES: Can you move your seat up?

SAM WILSON: No.

[Back to Steve and Sharon]

STEVE ROGERS: I owe you again.

SHARON CARTER: Keeping a list. [She looks inside Steve's car as Bucky changes seats] You know, he kinda tried to kill me.

STEVE ROGERS: Sorry, I'll put it on the list. They're going to come looking for you.

SHARON CARTER: I know.

STEVE ROGERS: Thank you, Sharon. [Both look at each other until Steve steps in. They both kiss]

SHARON CARTER: That was...

STEVE ROGERS: Late.

SHARON CARTER: Damn right. I should go.

STEVE ROGERS: Okay.
[He turns around with a smirk and sees both Sam and Bucky in the car nodding in approval. They all drive to meet with Clint and Wanda]

CLINT BARTON: Cap.

STEVE ROGERS: You know I wouldn't have called If I had any other choice.

CLINT BARTON: Hey man, you're doing me a favour. Besides... I owe a debt.

STEVE ROGERS: [to Wanda] Thanks for having my back.

WANDA MAXIMOFF: It was time to get off my ass.

STEVE ROGERS: How's our new recruit.

CLINT BARTON: He's ready to go. [Goes to the van and opens the door, revealing the new recruit: SCOTT LANG a.k.a. Ant-Man] I'd put a little coffee in him, but... he should be good. [

SCOTT LANG: What timezone is this?

CLINT BARTON: Come on. Come on.

SCOTT LANG: [completely dumbfounded] Captain America!

STEVE ROGERS: Mr. Lang.

SCOTT LANG: It's an honor. I'm shaking your hand too long. Wow, thhis is awesome. Captain America. [turns to Wanda] I know you too, you're great. [turns back to Cap, looks at his muscles and sizes them with his hands] Jeez. Look, I wanted to say. I know you know a lot of super people, so... Thanks for thinking of me. [Looks at Sam] Hey, man.
SAM WILSON: What's up tic-tac.

SCOTT LANG: Uh, good to see you. Look, what happened last time was a...

SAM WILSON: It was a great audition, but it'll... it'll never happen again.

STEVE ROGERS: They tell you what we're up against?

SCOTT LANG: Something about some... psycho assassins.

STEVE ROGERS: We're outside the law on this one. So, if you come with us, you're a wanted man.

SCOTT LANG: Yeah, well, what else is new?

BUCKY BARNES: We should get moving.

CLINT BARTON: I got a chopper lining up.

[Suddenly an alarm sounds off with someone speaking in German]

BUCKY BARNES: They're evacuating the airport.

SAM WILSON: Stark.

SCOTT LANG: Stark?

STEVE ROGERS: Suit up.