Ant-Man Page #8

Really, Hope.

- Scott.

- Yeah?

- You're full of sh*t.

- Oh, yeah.

Scott,

I met with my captain today.

He wanted a report on the night

that you got out of jail.

Something happened with the cameras.

Some circuits got fried.

But I told him that

you were processed correctly.

Really?

Well, yeah.

Can't be sending Cassie's dad

back to jail on a technical glitch, right?

Thank you, Paxton.

I'm blown away.

Thank you for everything

you do for Cassie.

Well, that's my pleasure.

But, no. This one, I did for you.

- This is awkward.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

I mean, what do we even talk about

after all of that?

- Oh, I know.

- What?

- I did my first cartwheel today.

- What?

Yeah. She has been practicing all week.

But today was the magic day.

I recorded it on my phone. Here.

No, that can't be Cassie.

That's not you.

- Yeah, it is.

- Yeah, it is.

This is a professional gymnast.

There is no way that's you.

Yeah, that's her.

Good boy.

Sweetie, that's pretty amazing, peanut.

Sorry.

It's work.

Yeah.

All right.

Here's the deal. Just give me the facts.

Just the facts. Only the facts.

Breathe. Focus. Keep it simple.

No, no, no. No doubt, no doubt. Okay.

So, I'm at this art museum

with my cousin Ignacio, right?

And there was this, like,

abstract expressionism exhibit.

But you know me, I'm more

like a Neo-Cubist kind of guy, right?

But there was this one Rothko

that was sublime, bro! Oh, my God!

- Luis.

- Okay, sorry. Sorry.

You know, I just get excited and stuff.

But anyway, Ignacio tells me,

"Yo, I met this crazy-fine writer chick

at the Spot last night. Like fine-fine.

"Like crazy-stupid fine." And he

goes up to the bartender and goes,

"Look at the girl I'm with.

You know what I'm sayin'?

"She's crazy-stupid fine, right?"

The bartender's all like,

"Yeah, crazy-stupid fine."

So this writer chick tells Ignacio,

"Yo, I'm like a boss

in the world of guerrilla journalism,

"and I got mad connects

with the peeps behind the curtains,

"you know what I'm saying?"

Ignacio's like, "For real?"

And she's like, "Yeah, you know what,

I can't tell you who my contact is,

"because he works with the Avengers."

Oh, no.

Yeah, and this dude sounds

like a badass, man.

Like, he comes up to her and says,

"Yo, I'm looking for this dude

who's new on the scene,

"who's flashing his fresh tack,

"who's got, like, bomb moves, right?

Who you got?"

And she's like, "Well, we got everything

nowadays. We got a guy who jumps.

"We got a guy who swings,

we got a guy who crawls up the walls.

"You gotta be more specific."

And he's like,

"I'm looking for a guy that shrinks."

And I'm, like, "Damn!" I got all nervous

'cause I'd keep mad secrets for you, bro.

So I asked Ignacio,

"Did the badass tell

the stupid-fine writer chick

"to tell you to tell me,

because I'm tight with Ant-Man,

"that he's looking for him?"

And? What'd he say?

He said, "Yes."

There's something I want to show you.

I realized you can't destroy power.

All you can do is make sure

that it's in the right hands.

This is an advanced prototype

that your mother and I

worked on together.

She never got to use it.

But now I realize that we were...

We were working on it for you.

Maybe it's time we finished it.

It's about damn time.

Hey, Cap!

This would have been a lot easier

a week ago.

- If we call Tony...

- He won't believe us.

Even if he did...

Who knows if the Accords

will let him help.

We're on our own.

Maybe not.

I know a guy.

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