WATCHER: I am The Watcher. Mine is the task to observe and record the—
DOCTOR STRANGE: Yes, Uatu. I know. We’ve met, what, a hundred times now?
WATCHER: Well, sorry, but I forget sometimes which of you I’ve met and which I haven’t. I am immortal, after all, you all tend to blend together in any case—
DOCTOR STRANGE: Yes, yes. I know. “Why haven’t you picked a side.” I could give you a long piece of elaborate Prime-Directive-style bullshit about how I don’t possibly dare to interfere with the human condition. But, honestly? They’re all dicks. Yeah, you heard me. Dicks. All of ‘em. Think I ever got invited to join The Avengers? Noooooo! I had to form The Defenders. With Nighthawk. And Hulk.