Captain America: Civil War

I'll get the bags.

He does miss you when you're not here.

And frankly, you're going to miss us.

Because this is the last time

we're all going to be together.

You know what's about to happen.

Say something.

If you don't, you'll regret it.

I love you, Dad.

And I know you did the best you could.

That's how I wish it happened.

Binarily Augmented Retro-Framing...

or BARF.

God, I gotta work on that acronym.

An extremely costly method

of hijacking the hippocampus...

to clear traumatic memories.

Huh.

It doesn't change the fact that they

never made it to the airport...

or all the things I did to avoid

processing my grief, but...

Plus, $611 million for my

little therapeutic experiment?

No one in their right mind

would've ever funded it.

Help me out,

what's the MIT mission statement?

"To generate, disseminate...

"and preserve knowledge.

"And work with others...

"to bring it to bear on

the world's great challenges."

Well, you are the others.

And, quiet as it's kept...

the challenges facing you

are the greatest mankind's ever known.

Plus, most of you are broke.

Oh, I'm sorry. Rather, you were.

As of this moment...

every student has been made

an equal recipient...

of the inaugural

September Foundation Grant.

As in...

all of your projects have

just been approved and funded.

No strings, no taxes...

just reframe the future!

Starting now.

Go break some eggs.

Wow. Wow.

That took my breath away.

Oh, Tony! So generous.

So much money! Wow!

Out of curiosity...

will any portion of that grant

be made available to faculty?

I know, "Ooh, gross," but hear me out.

I have got this killer idea

for a self-cooking hotdog.

Basically, chemical detonator embedded...

Restroom's this way, yeah?

Yeah. Embedded in the meat shaft.

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