Steve Rogers: Peggy.
Peggy Carter: [on the radio] I'm here.
Steve Rogers: I'm going to need a rain check on that dance.
Peggy Carter: [in the Skull's hideout] All right. A week next Saturday, at The Stork Club.
Steve Rogers: You've got it.
Peggy Carter: Eight o'clock on the dot. Don't you dare be late. Understood?
Steve Rogers: You know, I still don't know how to dance.
Peggy Carter: I'll show you how. Just be there.
Steve Rogers: We'll have the band play something slow.
[the ship Cap is piloting is about to crash onto an icy land in the Arctic]
Steve Rogers: I'd hate to step on your...
[the radio goes to static]
Peggy Carter: Steve? Steve?
[Colonel Phillips is nearby as a tear drops down Peggy's face]
Peggy Carter: Steve?
[Colonel Phillips walks off. Peggy is alone, silently sobbing]