Tony, Holding Peter's Hand: Alright, Petey-pie. It's Time To Open Up.

Tony, holding Peter's hand: Alright, Petey-pie. It's time to open up.

Peter, squeezing it: Alright, okay.. Well, it all started a decade ago, when my parents died in an airplane crash.

The dentist:

Peter, filming near the window: i've never seen something as beautiful as this view of rain.

The Avengers, staring at him at the other side of the submarine:

Peter: Tupperware? More like tupperWHERE because where on Earth is the lid?!

Tony, seeing that Peter is holding the lid in his hand as he gestures: *sigh*

Tony: How about you, kiddo? What do you want?

Peter: I want peace of my mind. To stop thinking about the inevitable deaths of my loved ones and that I'll have to bury them someday, and to stop crying myself to sleep every night.

Tony:

Peter:

McDonald's employee on speaker: I'm afraid we don't have that, sir.

Peter: Honestly speaking, I'm probably going to die early bec—

Tony: No.

Peter: But my Parker luck—

Tony: Tell your Parker luck I said no.

Clint: Happy Father's day!

Peter: I hope my father's happy from 6 feet below, I wonder what entertainment he has down there.

Pepper: Peter, what did we say about the dead family jokes? I'm afraid that'll be a cause for another appointment— Tony, why do you look like that?

Tony, shrugging as he drinks his coffee: I’m sure wherever my Dad is, he’s looking down on me. He’s not just dead, he's also very condescending.

Scott, under his breath, scheduling an appointment for both of them: Jesus Christ, like father like son, apparently.