Ant-Man
Stark!
He doesn't seem happy.
Hello, Hank.
You're supposed to be in Moscow.
I took a detour...
Through your defense lab.
Tell me that isn't what I think it is.
That depends if you think it's
a poor attempt to replicate my work.
Even for this group, that takes nerve.
You were instructed to go to Russia.
May I remind you, Dr. Pym,
that you're a soldier...
I'm a scientist.
Then act like one.
The Pym Particle is the most
revolutionary science ever developed.
Help us put it to good use.
I let you turn me into your errand boy,
and now you try to steal my research?
If only you'd protected Janet
with such ferocity, Dr. Pym.
Ah...
Easy, Hank.
You mention my wife again
and I'll show you ferocity.
Don't look at me. You said it.
I formally tender my resignation.
We don't accept it. Formally.
Hank,
we need you.
The Pym Particle is a miracle. Please.
Don't let your past determine the future.
As long as I am alive,
nobody will ever get that formula.
We shouldn't let him leave the building.
You've already lied to him.
Now you want to go to war with him?
Yes.
Our scientists haven't come close
to replicating his work.
He just kicked your ass, full-size.
You really want to find out what it's like
when you can't see him coming?
I've known Hank Pym for a long time.
He's no security risk.
Unless we make him one.
You like that?
You like that?
Come get you some now.
You didn't even move.
Nah.
What if I come in on the left side, right?
Just down here.
You see this right here?
I'm gonna miss you, Scott.
I'm gonna miss you, too, Peachy.
Man, you guys got
the weirdest goodbye rituals.
All right, break it up.
Break it up! Break it up!
Scotty!
What's up, man!
Damn! Hey.
Ha-ha! Hey, man.
Hey, what's up with your eye?
Oh. Well, what do you think? Peachy.
It's a going-away present.
Oh, yeah.
I still got my scar from a year ago.
- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah.
You know what? I'm still the only one
who knocked him out.
Well, I definitely didn't.
Thanks for picking me up, brother.
my celly getting out?
Hey, how's your girl, man?
Oh, she left me.
- Oh.
- Yeah, my ma died, too.
And my dad got deported.
But I got the van!
- It's nice.
- Yeah, right?
Thanks for the hook-up, too.
You wait till you see this couch.
You're gonna be on your feet
in no time. Watch.
- I hope so.
- Yeah.
And I gotta introduce you to some
people. Some really skilled people.
- Not interested.
- Yeah, right.
No, I'm serious, man. I'm not going back.
I got a daughter to take care of.
You know that jobs don't come easy
for ex-cons, right?
Look, man, I got a master's
in electrical engineering, all right?
I'm gonna be fine.
Welcome to Baskin-Robbins.
Would you like to try our
Mango Fruit Blast?
Uh, no, thanks.
Um, I will have...
I'll have a burger, please.
Oh, we don't... We don't make that.
Pretzel. Hot pretzel. Like, mustard...
Do you have mustard dip?
It's ice cream.
Baskin-Robbins.
I'll just do, like,
whatever's hot and fresh.
Dude.
Can I see you in the back, chief? Pronto.
Sure thing, Dale.
Darby, could you just, uh,
take care of this idiot? Thanks.
- Hey, Dale.
- Come on in.
Pull up some chair.
Three years at San Quentin, huh?
You found out.
Baskin-Robbins always finds out.
Look, I'm sorry, all right? But I...
No one would hire me.
Breaking and entering. Grand larceny.
Look, I'm sorry.
I don't do it anymore. I just...
Respect.
I couldn't be happier about it.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Thank you. Thank you.
to those billionaire SOBs.
The more I read about
what you did and stuff...
I'm like, "Wow, I know this guy?
"I'm in charge of this guy?"
Well, I'm very happy in this job,
and I really just appreciate
the opportunity to...
Well, you're fired, of course.
I can't really keep you on.
Wait, what? Fired?
Yeah.
Dale, look, it wasn't a violent crime.
I mean, I'm a good worker.
No, it wasn't a violent crime.
It was a cool crime.
I'll tell you what, though.
This will be totally off the books,
off the records,
but if you want to grab one of those
Mango Fruit Blasts
on your way out the door,
I'll just pretend I didn't see it.
Hey, Scotty. What's up?
I thought you were
supposed to be at work.
I was. I got fired.
Damn. They find out who you are?
Yeah.
Baskin-Robbins
always finds out, bro.
Baskin-Robbins don't play.
- You want some waffles?
- Yeah, I'll take a waffle.
Oh. That's Kurt.
He was Folsom for five years.
He's a wizard on that laptop.
- Nice meet you.
- Yeah. Nice to meet you, too.
Who are you?
Dave.
Nice work on the Vista job.
Vista job, yes.
No, no. I have heard of this robbery.
Well, technically, I didn't rob them.
Robbery involves threat.
I hate violence. I burgled them.
I'm a cat burglar.
You mean you're a p*ssy.
Yeah.
They were overcharging
the customers, right?
And it added up to millions.
He blows the whistle and he gets fired.
And what does he do?
He hacks into the security system
and transfers millions
back to the people that they stole it from.
Posts all the bank records online.
And he drove the dude's Bentley
into his swimming pool.
What are you doing?
Hmm?
Why are you telling my life story
to these guys?
What do you want?
Okay.
My cousin talked to this guy
two weeks ago
- about this little perfect job.
- No way.
No, no, no. Wait!
This guy... This guy fits your M.O.
No!
I'm finished, man.
I'm not going back to jail.
It's some retired millionaire
living off his golden parachute.
It's a perfect Scott Lang mark!
I don't care. I'm out.
Dr. Pym?
Yes. I'm still alive.
ID?
Perhaps that will suffice.
Very sorry, sir. Please come in.
Is that Hank Pym?
Good morning, Hank.
Hope.
Would it kill you to call me Dad?
Dr. Cross will be so pleased that
you could find the time to join us today.
More like "thrilled."
I was surprised to receive
any kind of invitation from you, Darren.
What's the occasion?
Oh, you'll see. Won't he, Hope?
We're ready for you inside.
Ouch.
I guess some old wounds
never heal, huh?
Don't worry, she's in good hands.
You're in for a treat.
Long time, no see, Dr. Pym.
How's retirement?
How's your face?
After you.
Now, before we start,
I'd like to introduce a very special guest.
This company's founder and my mentor,
Dr. Hank Pym.
When I took over this company
for Dr. Pym,
I immediately started
researching a particle
that could change
while increasing density and strength.
Why this revolutionary idea
remained buried
beneath the dust and cobwebs of
Hank's research, I couldn't tell you.
But just imagine,
a soldier the size of an insect.
An Ant-Man.
That's what they called you.
Right, Hank?
Silly, I know.
Propaganda.
Tales to astonish!
Trumped-up BS to scare the USSR.
Hank, will you tell our guests
what you told me
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