Ultron: You think you're saving anyone? I turn that key and drop this rock a little early and it's still billions dead. Even you can't stop that.
Thor: I am Thor, son of Odin, and long as there is life in my breast...I am running out of things to say. Are you ready?
[Vision sucker punches Ultron with Thor's hammer.]
Vision: It's terribly well-balanced.
Thor: Well, if there's too much weight, you lose power on the swing.
Natasha Romanoff: Thor, report on the Hulk.
Thor: The gates of Hel are filled with the screams of his victims!
[Natasha glares at him while Bruce groans and puts his head in his hands.] Thor: But not the screams of the dead, of course. No, no... Wounded screams... Mainly whimpering, a great deal of complaining and tales of sprained deltoids and...gout.