Iron Man 3 Page #6

Well, have a good evening.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

MAN:
Excuse me.

TONY:
Mrs Davis?

Mind if I join you?

Free country.

Sure is.

All right.

Where would you like to start?

I just want to say,

I'm sorry about your loss.

I want to know

what you think happened.

Look, I brought your damn file.

You take it, go.

Whatever was in here,

he wanted no part of it.

Clearly, you're waiting

for someone else. Huh?

Supposed to meet someone here?

Yeah.

Mrs Davis,

your son didn't kill himself.

I guarantee you, he didn't kill anyone.

Someone used him.

What?

As a weapon.

You're not the person

that called me after all, are you?

-(GASPS)

- BRANDT:
Actually, I am.

-(GRUNTS)

- SHERIFF:
Hey, hey, hey!

What's all this about?

What the hell is going on here?

-It's called an arrest.

-(GRUNTS)

-(G ROANS)

- Sheriff, is it?

Yes, ma'am, it is. And you are?

Homeland Security. We good here?

No, we're not "good."

(CHUCKLES HUMOURLESSLY)

I need a little more information

than that.

BRANDT:
Well, I think it's a little above

your pay grade, Sheriff.

SHERIFF:
Yeah?

Well, why don't you

get on the horn

to Nashville and, uh, upgrade me?

All right. You know what?

I was hoping to do this the smart way,

but, uh, the fun way is always good.

Deputy, get this woman out of...

-(SHERIFF GROANS)

-(WOMAN SCREAMS)

-(SIZZLING)

-(SHERIFF SCREAMS)

(GUN FIRING)

(PATRONS CLAMOURING)

Hey, hot wings, you want to party?

Come on, you and me, let's go.

- Crazy, huh?

- Yep.

Watch this.

(GROANING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

-(CHUCKLES)

-(SIZZLING)

(GASPS)

(GROANS)

(INHALING SHARPLY)

(BEEPING)

You walked right into this one.

I've dated hotter chicks than you.

(GASPING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

That's all you got?

(GAS HISSING)

A cheap trick and a cheesy one-liner?

Sweetheart, that could be

the name of my autobiography.

(SPARKING)

(MICROWAVE DINGS)

(PEOPLE CLAMOURING)

(METAL CREAKING)

(LAUGHS)

(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

(STRAINING)

HARLEY:
Let me go!

SAVIN:
(MOCKINGLY) Help me!

(HARLEY STRUGGLING)

Anyway-

Hey, kid,

what would you like for Christmas?

Mr Stark, I am so sorry.

No,no,no.

I think he was trying to say,

"I want my goddamn file."

It's not your fault, kid.

Remember what I told you

about bullies?

-(GRUNTS)

-(GROANS)

TONY:
You like that, Westworld?

That's the thing about smart guys,

-we always cover our ass.

-(POWERING UP)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS)

-(GRUNTS)

-(SIZZLING)

Ah!

(SIRENS WAILING)

HARLEY:
You're welcome.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

For what? Did I miss something?

Me, saving your life.

Yeah. A, I saved you first.

B, thanks. Sort of.

And C, if you do someone a solid,

don't be a yutz.

All right? Just play it cool.

Otherwise you come off grandiose.

Unlike you?

Admit it, you need me.

We're connected.

What I need is for you to go home,

be with your mom,

keep your trap shut, guard the suit,

and stay connected to the telephone

because if I call,

you better pick up. Okay?

Can you feel that? We're done here.

Move out of the way,

or I'm gonna run you over.

Bye, kid.

I'm sorry, kid.

You did good.

So, now you're just gonna

leave me here, like my dad?

Yeah.

Wait, you're guilt-tripping me,

aren't you?

(CHILDISHLY) I'm cold.

(MOCKINGLY) I can tell.

You know how I can tell?

Because we're connected.

It was worth a shot.

(COUGHS)

(GROANING)

SALESWOMAN:
You get this.

It's affordable. It's gorgeous.

It goes with any decor...

- What happened to picture?

- WOMAN 1:
Go to override.

(TECHNICIANS CONVERSING)

- How is this happening again?

- MAN 1:
Fine. Override to Los Angeles.

WOMAN 2:
I'm trying.

There's nothing I can...

MAN '2'. Well, where is

the feed coming from?

MAN 3:
I don't know,

it's in all of our receivers and I...

The entire East Coast,

the satellites are down.

WOMAN 2:
It's not just our station.

What about a backup manual?

AIDE:
We have an unauthorised

broadcast cutting through...

Mr Vice President,

I think you should see this.

RODRIGUEZ:

Oh, God, not again.

Is the President getting this?

(CONVERSING INDISTINCTLY)

Mr President.

Only two lessons remain.

And I intend to finish this

before Christmas morning.

Meet Thomas Richards.

Good strong name.

Good strong job.

Thomas, here, is an accountant

for the Roxxon Oil Corporation.

(SOBBING)

But I'm sure he's a really good guy.

(SOBBING CONTINUES)

I'm going to shoot him in the head,

live on your television in 30 seconds.

THOMAS:
No!

The number for this telephone

is in your cell phone.

Exciting, isn't it,

imagining how it got there?

America,

if your president calls me

in the next half-minute,

Tom lives.

Go!

(CONVERSING INDISTINCTLY)

How did he hack my phone?

We can't allow terrorists to dictate...

I have to make this call.

I'd strongly advise against that.

This is the right thing to do.

(PHONE RINGING)

(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

-(GUN FIRES)

-(ALL GASP)

THE MANDARIN:
There's just

one lesson left, President Ellis.

So run away, hide,

kiss your children goodbye.

Because nothing,

not your army, not your red, white

and blue attack dog,

can save YOU.

I'll see you soon.

Tell Rhodes,

find this lunatic right now.

MILITARY AIDE:

Sir, we tracked the broadcast signal.

We have a possible point of origin

in Pakistan

and the Patriot is ready to strike.

- Right now.

- Yes, sir.

(SIGHS)

Man. Happy, Happy, Happy-

(ALL GASPING)

RHODEY:
Don't move!

(PHONE RINGS)

Uh...

Hang on a second.

Hello?

You ever have a chick straddling you

and you look up

and suddenly she's glowing from

the inside out, kind of a bright orange?

Yeah, I've had that.

Who is this?

TONY:
It's me, pal.

Now, last time I went missing,

if I remember correctly,

you came looking for me.

What are you doing?

A little knock-and-talk,

making friends in Pakistan.

What are you doing?

Your redesign, your big rebrand,

that was AIM, right?

Yeah.

I'm gonna find a heavy-duty

comm sat right now, I need your login.

It's the same as

it's always been, "WarMachine68."

And password, please.

Well, look, I gotta change it

every time you hack in, Tony.

It's not the '80s,

nobody says "hack" any more.

Give me your login.

"WAR MACHINE ROX"

with an "X," all caps.

-(CHUCKLES)

-(TURRET WHIRRING)

(LAUGHING)

Yeah, okay.

That is so much better

than "lron Patriot."

(TYRES SCREECHING)

EMCEE:

Very nice. Very nice.

I have one question for you.

What would you like

for Christmas this year?

Well, David...

(CREWS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Do not erase a programme from my DVR

unless you are 100% sure...

EMCEE:
One more time!

Ms Elk Ridge, everybody!

All right. (LAUGHS)

(SOUND CUTS FROM BROADCAST)

CAMERAMAN:
Because you

erase my shows!

TONY:

That ain't gonna cut it.

CAMERAMAN:

We talked about this.

Excuse me, sir.

I don't know who...

Shh.

Mom, I need to call you back.

Something magical is happening.

- Tony Stark is in my van.

- Shh. Keep it down.

- Tony Stark is in my van!

- No, he's not.

I knew you were still alive!

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