Iron Man 3 Page #5

This is thousands of miles away!

I gotta get Pepper.

I gotta...

I prepared a flight plan.

This was the location.

Who asked you?

- Open the suit.

-(CRACKLING) I...

I think I may be malfunctioning, sir.

Open it, J.

(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)

(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)

(GROANS)

(SHUDDERING)

That's brisk.

(BLOWING)

Maybe I'll just cosy back up for a...

I actually think

I need to sleep now, sir.

-(ARMOUR POWERS DOWN)

- Jarvis.

Jarvis?

Don't leave me, buddy.

FEMALE SYNTH VOICE:

Stark secure server

now transferring

to all known receivers.

TONY:
Pepper, it's me.

I've got a lot of apologies to make

and not a lot of time.

So... First off, I'm so sorry

I put you in harm's way.

That was selfish and stupid,

and it won't happen again.

Also, it's Christmastime

and the rabbit's too big.

Done. Sorry.

And I'm sorry in advance

because I can't come home yet.

I need to find this guy.

You gotta stay safe, that's all I know.

I just stole a poncho

from a wooden Indian.

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

Let's get you comfy.

You happy now?

Freeze!

Don't move.

You got me.

Nice potato gun.

Barrel's a little long.

Between that and the wide gauge

it's gonna diminish your FPS.

(GUN FIRES)

And now you're out of ammo.

What's that thing on your chest?

It's an electromagnet.

You should know,

you got a box of them right here.

What does it power?

-(GASPS IN AWE)

-(GUN CLATTERS)

Oh, my God.

That...

That's...

Is that Iron Man?

Technically, I am.

Technically, you're dead.

TONY:
Valid point.

What happened to him?

Life.

I built him. I take care of him.

I'll fix him.

Like a mechanic?

Yeah.

Hmm.

If I was building

Iron Man and War Machine...

It's "Iron Patriot" HOW-

That's way cooler.

No, it's not.

Anyways, I would have added in,

um, the retro...

- Retro-reflective panels?

- To make him stealth mode.

- You want a stealth mode?

- Cool, right?

That's actually a good idea.

Maybe I'll build one.

- Not a good idea.

- Oops.

What are you doing?

You're gonna break his finger?

He's in pain.

He's been injured. Leave him alone.

Sorry.

Are you?

Don't worry about it, I'll fix it.

So, uh, who's home?

Well, my mom already left for the diner

and Dad went to 7-11 to get scratchers.

I guess he won,

because that was six years ago.

Hmm.

Which happens. Dads leave.

No need to be a p*ssy about it.

Here's what I need.

A laptop, a digital watch,

a cell phone,

the pneumatic actuator from

your bazooka over there,

a map of town, a big spring

and a tuna fish sandwich.

What's in it for me?

- Salvation. What's his name?

- Who?

The kid that bullies you at school.

What's his name?

How'd you know that?

I got just the thing.

This is a pinata for a cricket.

I'm kidding.

This is a very powerful weapon.

Point it away from your face,

press the button on top,

it discourages bullying.

Non-lethal, just to cover one's ass.

Deal?

Deal? What do you say?

- Deal.

- Deal?

What's your name?

Harley. And you're...

The mechanic.

Tony.

You know what keeps

going through my head?

"Where's my sandwich?"

(INDISTINCT CHATTER

ON RADIO)

(OVERLAPPING NEWS REPORTS)

Where is Tony Stark?

(FAINT BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

(POWERING UP)

FEMALE SYNTH VOICE:

Stark secure server.

Retinal scan verified.

- TONY:
Pepper, it's me.

-(GASPS)

I've got a lot of apologies to make

and not a lot of time.

So... First off, I'm so sorry

I put you in harm's way.

That was selfish and stupid

and it won't happen again.

PEPPER:
Why were you

at the house tonight?

What was so important

that you had to speak to Tony?

I think that my boss

is working for the Mandarin.

So, if you still want to talk about it

I suggest that we get

ourselves someplace safe.

Your boss works for the Mandarin,

you think?

But Tony says you're a botanist. So...

That figures. What I actually am

is a biological DNA coder

running a team of 40

out of a privately funded think tank.

But sure, you can call me a botanist.

This boss of yours,

does he have a name?

Yeah, Aldrich Killian.

SAVIN:
Well, we took the house down,

sir. But there's no sign of a body.

- Mmm-hmm. I see.

- No Stark.

I have to go.

The master is about to record

and he's a little...

Well, you know how he gets.

Keep your appointment tonight

and call me when it's done.

(CREW CONVERSING

INDISTINCTLY)

All right, everybody.

No talking and no eye contact.

Unless you want to get shot in the face.

GUARD:
Report in.

Path is clear.

The master is travelling.

Well, then, what are we waiting for?

TONY:
The sandwich was fair,

the spring was a little rusty,

the rest of the materials, I'll make do.

By the way,

when you said your sister had a watch...

- HARLEY:
Yeah?

-...l was kind of hoping

for something a little more

adult than that.

HARLEY:
(LAUGHS) She's six.

Anyway, it's a limited edition.

When can we talk about New York?

TONY:
Maybe never.

Relax about it.

HARLEY:
What about the Avengers?

Can we talk about them?

TONY:
I dunno. Later.

Hey, kid, give me a little space.

What's the official story here?

What happened?

HARLEY:
I guess this guy named

Chad Davis used to live roundabouts.

He won a bunch of medals in the army.

And one day, folks said he went crazy

and made, you know, a bomb.

Then he blew himself up, right here.

- Six people died, right?

- Yeah.

- Including Chad Davis.

- Yeah, yeah.

Yeah. That doesn't make sense.

Think about it.

Six dead. Only five shadows.

Yeah.

People said these shadows are

like the marks of souls going to heaven.

Except the bomb guy.

He went to hell,

on account of he didn't get a shadow.

That's why there's only five.

- Do you buy that?

-It's what everyone says.

You know what

this crater reminds me of?

No idea. I'm not...

I don't care.

That giant Wormhole in,

um, in New York.

Does it remind you?

That's manipulative.

I don't want to talk about it.

Are they coming back? The aliens?

Maybe. Can you stop?

Remember what I told you,

that I have an anxiety issue?

Does this subject make you edgy?

Yeah, a little bit. Can I just catch

my breath for a second?

Are there bad guys in Rose Hill?

Do you need a plastic bag

to breathe into?

- Do you have medication?

- No.

- Do you need to be on it?

- Probably.

- Do you have PTSD?

- I don't think so.

Are you going completely mental?

I can stop. Do you want me to stop?

Remember when I said

to stop doing that?

I swear that you're gonna freak me out.

(GRUNTS) Ah, man, you did it,

didn't you? You happy now?

What did I say?

- Hey! Wait up!

-(TONY MUMBLING)

Wait, wait.

(PANTING)

(SIGHS)

- What the hell was that?

-(SIGHS)

Your fault.

You spazzed me out.

Okay, back to business.

Where were we? (SNIFFS)

The guy who died.

Relatives? Mom?

Mrs Davis, where is she?

Where she always is.

See? Now, you're being helpful.

(CHRISTMAS COUNTRY

MUSIC PLAYING)

Uh...

Sorry.

Lady?

Is this, uh...

Thank you.

Nice haircut. it suits you.

Nice watch.

Yeah. A limited edition.

Oh, I don't doubt it.

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