
Something Greater
Z: "Barnes, James. Born, 1917. Romanoff, Natalia Alianovna. Born, 1984."
N: "It's some kind of recording."
Z: "I am not a recording, Fräulein. I may not be the man I was when I was taken prisoner in 1945, but I am."
B: "Zola."
Z: "Sergeant Barnes."
B: "It's Captain now."
Z: "I see that."
N: " Do you know this thing?"
B: " Arnim Zola was a German scientist who worked for the Red Skull. He's the one who experimented on me in Austria back in 1943. He's been dead for years."
Z: " First correction, I am Swiss. Second, look around you. I have never been more alive. In 1972 I received a terminal diagnosis. Science could not save my body, my mind, however, that was worth saving on two hundred thousand feet of data banks. You are standing in my brain. And speaking of bodies, look at you, Sergeant. Taken the good Captain's place, I see. You have truly becomes something magnificent. And to think, I almost made you greater."
B: "What are you talking about? "
Z: "Why do you think I had you strapped to a table in my lab all those years ago? Did you think I was just messing around? No, I was prepping you."
B: "Prepping me for what?"
Z: "To become the fist of HYDRA. A soldier, built to serve the Serpent. That was what I was prepping you for. So you could bring the Winter."
N: "The Winter Soldier..."
Z: "Correct. That was what you were being reconstructed for, Sergeant. That was going to be your honor. Unfortunately, circumstances pulled you away, and we had to settle for a substitute. And a beautifully convenient one as well."
B: "Who is he? Who is the Winter Soldier?"
Z: "Pray you never find out, Sergeant. For the truth will destroy you!"