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'll get Howard on the line, he'll know what to do.
Peggy, this is my choice.
Look sharp.
Zodiac is on the move, crossing the Whitestone Bridge in a green Sedan.
This enemy is considered armed, and extremly dangerous.
Two agents recommended. Please locate and pursuit.
Miller. Johnson. Wilkes.
Just take him down.
How are you holding up, sweetie?
Quite bored actually.
Really? I thought we were keeping you pretty busy around here.
Well, my expertise is in the field ...
code-breaking and data analysis have always come easy to me.
Well, we all just think you're doing a bang-up job.
Agent Flynn, Sir?
It's been three months now, and I've yet to be send to my first assignment ...
Peggy. Relax. The war's over. We'll handle the rough stuff.
- They shot up your car? - Sir, they came out of nowhere.
We need a full analysis on all recent transmissions. By tomorrow evening at the latest.
How about yesterday.
Carter.
The boys and I were heading out for a drink.
You wanna polish up those field reports on my desk?
Appreciate it darling. Don't forget to lock up when you're done.
What do you say boys, should we go to Nelson's?
They got a nice Manhattan.
We have a locked position on Zodiac.
40.6518 degrees north, 70.9522 degrees west.
This enemy will not hesitate to use lethal force. Three to five agents recommended.
You guys wanna handle this?
With pleasure.
Ma'am. You can't be here.
- We got a gas leak issue we're dealing with. - A gas leak? No injuries I hope.
- You're not from around here, are you? - No, I live in Brooklyn, actually.
Drop it.
Take this.
Turn and move.
- Where's Zodiac? - End of the hallway, on the right.
Drop. Hands up.
How many men?
- Four. - Four including you?
Now. I need you to scream for help.
Help! I need help!
Guard the Zodiac. You, come with me!
Help, I need help!
Somebody please help me! Somebody help!
What happened?
Thanks, that's enough. One to go.
Hey! What's going on out there?
Let me out!
Learn to count.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
- Oh, I was about to start some data analysis and code-breaking. - Don't get cute with me, lady.
- You took a mission last night. - I completed a mission last night.
Without even attempting to report in or get the proper authorization?
- The mission was time sensitive. - There are protocols in place, no one is above protocols.
- Not even Captain America's old flame. - How dare you?
Please ... let's stop pretending, shall we?
- Everyone knows why you're here. - Please enlighten me!
You were grieving, so they kept you on so that you would feel useful.
I call it pity.
If they wanted to make me feel useful, they wouldn't have made me work with you.
You're gonne answer for that.
Who am I speaking to?
This is Agent Flynn.
- This is Howard. - Sir! I wasn't expecting ...
I have orders for Agent Carter.
If this is about last night, rest assured, she will be properly disciplined.
I'd say that last night was more a notch in her belt, than a feather in her cap.
Yes Sir, what are your orders?
- Phillips and I want her to come to Washington. - Say again?
Tell her she'll be running SHIELD. With me.
- Agent Carter? - And Flynn ...
Let here know that you're honored to bring her the news?
You want me to say that verbatim?
Mr Stark?
Agent Carter, it is my honor to inform you,
... that you are going to run SHIELD.
And I'd also like to assist you in carrying your personal items down to your car.
Thank you, Agent Flynn. But as has always been the case, I don't require your help.
It's called a Bikini.
You invent it?
No, the French.