| 1. | |
| FADE IN: | |
| 1 EXT. RURAL AFGHANISTAN - DAY 1 | |
| FROM UP HIGH: a U.S. Military convoy worms through a barren | |
| vista. ROCK MUSIC swells as we drift down and enter the | |
| center Humvee. | |
| 2 INT. HUMMER - CONTINUOUS 2 | |
| Three Airmen, kids with battle-worn faces. Crammed in there | |
| with them is a Man in an expensive suit, who looks | |
| teleported from Beverly Hills. | |
| He is, of course, genius inventor and billionaire, TONY | |
| STARK. In his hand is a drink tumbler of vodka. | |
| TONY | |
| Oh, I get it. You guys aren’t | |
| allowed to talk. Is that it? Are | |
| you not allowed to talk? | |
| One Airman grins, fidgeting with his orange NY Mets watch. | |
| JIMMY | |
| No. We’re allowed to talk. | |
| TONY | |
| Oh. I see. So it’s personal. | |
| RAMIREZ | |
| I think they’re intimidated. | |
| TONY | |
| Good God, you’re a woman. | |
| The others try to compress laughs. | |
| TONY (CONT'D) | |
| I, honestly, I couldn’t have called | |
| that. | |
| (after silence) | |
| I would apologize, but isn’t that | |
| what we’re going for here? I saw | |
| you as a soldier first. | |
| JIMMY | |
| I have a question, sir. | |
| TONY | |
| 2. | |
| Please. | |
| JIMMY | |
| Is it true you’re twelve for twelve | |
| with last years Maxim cover girls? | |
| TONY | |
| Excellent question. Yes and no. | |
| March and I had a schedule conflict | |
| but, thankfully, the Christmas | |
| cover was twins. Anyone else? You, | |
| with the hand up. | |
| PRATT | |
| It’s a little embarrassing. | |
| TONY | |
| Join the club. | |
| PRATT | |
| Can I take a picture with you? | |
| TONY | |
| Are you aware that Native Americans | |
| believe photographs steal a little | |
| piece of your soul? | |
| (then) | |
| Not to worry, mine’s long gone. | |
| Fire away. | |
| Pratt, excited, poses as another Airman snaps the photo. A | |
| second later A MASSIVE EXPLOSION rocks them. | |
| Through the windshield, the Humvee ahead of them erupts in | |
| a fireball. | |
| Tony is flung aside, and in the side-mirror The Humvee | |
| behind them EXPLODES. | |
| Pandemonium as The Airmen are instantly in battle mode. | |
| They scramble out, shutting Tony inside. | |
| 3. | |
| PRATT | |
| STAY HERE! | |
| TONY’S POV - OF JIMMY: as he’s stitched by a bouncing Betty | |
| mine. Now, running past, firing a .50 cal. machine gun is - | |
| - | |
| USAF Lt. Colonel JAMES “RHODEY” RHODES. He looks in. | |
| RHODEY | |
| GET DOWN, TONY. GET THE -- | |
| An EXPLOSION cuts him off. Rhodey fires through the chaos, | |
| covering all directions, then advances into the murk. | |
| Another Hummer goes up in a fireball, and now -- | |
| Tony’s window blows in, spraying glass and shrapnel. He | |
| scrambles for the door. | |
| 3 EXT. TONY’S HUMVEE - SECONDS LATER 3 | |
| Smoke. Machine gun fire. Tracers zip past. SHOUTING. | |
| Tony ducks, scampering along. He spots an M-16, picks it | |
| up, but the weapon is burning hot. He drops it, moves on | |
| when-- | |
| Something PINGS off a smoldering Humvee and thuds in the | |
| dirt near him. He spins and we -- | |
| SNAP ZOOM TO: an RPG, revealing its pedigree, “USM 11676 - | |
| STARK MUNITIONS.” | |
| Just as we suspect it’s a dud, it DETONATES and throws Tony | |
| back, shredding his suit and revealing his body armor | |
| underneath. Over the chatter of SMALL ARMS FIRE we -- | |
| FADE TO WHITE: | |
| 4 INT. INSURGENT CAVE - AFGHANISTAN - DAY 4 | |
| 4. | |
| Tony snaps awake. He’s tied to a chair, bloody rags | |
| covering his chest. Two Insurgents flank a DV camera. | |
| Behind Tony a line of armed hooded men and a banner showing | |
| ten interlocked rings. The Leader, a huge Choori knife in | |
| one hand, reads rhetoric (in Dari) for the camera. | |
| PUSH IN ON - THE DV CAMERA VIEWFINDER: until the image of a | |
| desperate Tony breaks up into pixel chaos. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 5 CREDITS OVER A FULL SCREEN FILM REEL 5 | |
| The attack on Pearl Harbor. FDR gives an impassioned | |
| speech. | |
| NARRATOR (RHODEY’S VOICE) | |
| December 7, 1941: the day the world | |
| changed forever. | |
| President Roosevelt declares the | |
| United States will build fifty | |
| thousand planes to fight the armies | |
| of Hirohito and Hitler-- | |
| S.S. Officers goose-step through Paris. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| Although no such capacity to build | |
| existed -- | |
| 1940s L.A., an unassuming hangar reads: “STARK INDUSTRIES.” | |
| NARRATOR | |
| Howard Stark, founder of the | |
| fledgling Stark Industries, answers | |
| his call to duty -- | |
| A Young Howard Stark shakes FDR’s hand. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| And builds not fifty, but a hundred | |
| thousand planes. | |
| 5. | |
| An airfield covered in B-29s. Stark bombers in flight, | |
| strewing bombs and paratroopers across the sky. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| Later, Stark’s work on the | |
| Manhattan project makes the end of | |
| the war possible. | |
| A mushroom cloud in the New Mexico desert. Howard Stark | |
| observes with Oppenheimer. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| Stark Industries would go on to | |
| contribute to every major weapons | |
| system through the Cold War -- | |
| Korean War, B-52s, ICBMS, nuclear subs, F-16s launching | |
| from carriers. Howard Stark with Kennedy, Johnson, Nixon. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| But Howard Stark’s greatest | |
| achievement would come in 1973-- | |
| President Ford, holding baby Tony, posing with Howard. Four | |
| year-old Tony building a massive building-block city. | |
| Howard and twelve year-old Tony assembling a hot-rod | |
| engine. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| From early on, it was clear that | |
| Tony Stark had a unique gift-- | |
| Tony working on TURBINE ENGINES in a hangar full of F-18s. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| At seventeen he graduated summa cum | |
| laude from MIT. Four years later, | |
| tragedy would pass the Stark mantle | |
| from father to son-- | |
| Howard’s funeral. Tony with Reagan, Bush Sr. and Clinton. | |
| 6. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| The loss of a titan. But Tony did | |
| not let personal grief distract him | |
| from his duty -- | |
| Tony cuts the ribbon on a brand new ARK REACTOR at Stark | |
| Industries West Coast HQ. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| At twenty-one, he became the | |
| youngest-ever CEO of a Fortune 500 | |
| company. And with it came a new | |
| mandate -- | |
| A laser-guided bomb hits its target. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| Smarter weapons, fewer casualties. | |
| A dedication to preserving life. | |
| A visual crescendo of America’s modern military might. | |
| NARRATOR | |
| Today Tony Stark’s ingenuity | |
| continues to protect freedom and | |
| American interest around the globe. | |
| A waving American flag superimposed with an Annie Liebowitz | |
| portrait of Tony. And as it fades out, APPLAUSE, then a | |
| light shines on a podium, revealing Lt. Colonel Rhodes. | |
| RHODEY | |
| As Program Manager and Liaison to | |
| Stark Industries, I’ve had the | |
| honor of serving with a real | |
| patriot, a man whose life has been | |
| dedicated to protecting our troops | |
| on the front lines. He’s a friend. | |
| And a great mentor. A man who has | |
| always been there for his friends | |
| and his country. Ladies and | |
| gentlemen, this year’s ARES Award | |
| winner -- Mr. Tony Stark. | |
| 7. | |
| THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE. A spotlight fixes on Tony Stark or | |
| rather his empty chair. Applause wanes, lights fade up -- | |
| 6 INT. BALLROOM - CAESAR’S PALACE - LAS VEGAS - NIGHT 6 | |
| Military brass, politicians, movers and shakers. Heads | |
| swivel and MURMUR, where’s Tony? | |
| OBADIAH STANE (50s), CFO of Stark Industries, regards the | |
| empty chair. He makes his way to the podium. Awkward. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Thank you-- I, uhhh, I’m not Tony | |
| Stark, but if I were Tony, I’d tell | |
| you how honored I am and-- what a | |
| joy it is to receive this award. | |
| (then) | |
| The best thing about Tony is | |
| also the worst thing, he’s always | |
| working. | |
| SMASH CUT TO: | |
| 7 INT. CASINO - CAESARS PALACE - NIGHT 7 | |
| Tony plays craps, a crowd erupting as they all win big. | |
| Chips pile up. Tony’s flanked on both sides by lucky | |
| ladies. | |
| In between rolls, he whispers into one Woman’s ear -- | |
| TONY | |
| --you think we’re having a ‘moment’ | |
| here, but this is actually the | |
| logical conclusion of several | |
| mathematical truisms. Your | |
| hypothalamus is flooding your | |
| system with a chain of proteins | |
| called peptides, so that every cell | |
| in your body is opening itself up | |
| to the happy chemical: oxytocin. | |
| 8. | |
| WOMAN | |
| (seriously turned on) | |
| That’s-- wow-- | |
| TONY | |
| Hold on a second -- | |
| He rolls again. The table is hot. More cheers. | |
| TONY | |
| -- so now your limbic system is | |
| positively throbbing. A Kirlian | |
| photograph of us right now, | |
| occupying this space, would show | |
| serious subatomic particles being | |
| exchanged between us, with a | |
| rapidity that transcends-- | |
| (then) | |
| Are you getting this? You will be | |
| quizzed -- | |
| And now he sees Rhodey pulling up, glowering. | |
| TONY | |
| My God, what are you, they roped | |
| you into this thing too? | |
| RHODEY | |
| Yeah. They said you’d be deeply | |
| honored if I presented. | |
| TONY | |
| Okay, let’s do it. | |
| Rhodey plops the ARES statue down on the felt. | |
| TONY | |
| That was quick. Thought there’d be | |
| more of, you know, a ceremony. | |
| Maybe a highlight reel -- | |
| 9. | |
| Tony shakes karma into the dice, rolls again. He craps out. | |
| Groans from the table, everyone staring at Rhodey the | |
| “cooler”. | |
| TONY | |
| (to the Boxman) | |
| Colore me up. | |
| (turns others) | |
| My chaperone has just arrived with | |
| my -- | |
| (holding the ARES) | |
| -- Degenerate of the Year Award. | |
| Judging from his look, I may have | |
| just peed in the kiddie pool. | |
| The Boxman racks up Tony’s chips. | |
| TONY | |
| I must now take my ease, along with | |
| the House’s funds. | |
| He’s handed racks of chips, then tips the table Operators | |
| and heads off with Rhodey. Two hotel Security Guards fall | |
| in behind. As they meander past tables -- | |
| People gawk, snap photos of Tony with their phones. | |
| RHODEY | |
| A lot of people would kill to have | |
| their name on that award. | |
| TONY | |
| It belongs to my old man. They | |
| should have given it to him. | |
| RHODEY | |
| What’s wrong with you? A thousand | |
| people came here tonight to honor | |
| you, and you leave them with egg on | |
| their face. This award means | |
| something, Tony, it’s bigger than | |
| you -- | |
| 10. | |
| TONY | |
| Hold that thought a sec. | |
| He’s stopped in front of a roulette wheel. Puts all his | |
| chips down on, nods to wheel operator. | |
| TONY | |
| Put it all on black. Don’t worry -- | |
| it’s approved. | |
| The Wheel Operator spins. | |
| CLOSE ON - ROULETTE WHEEL: the ball finally settling on | |
| red. | |
| The Dealer scoops away Tony’s chips. | |
| RHODEY | |
| --you just blew three million. | |
| TONY | |
| Yeah. Don’t know what was more | |
| exciting -- winning it-- or the | |
| fact that I don’t care I just lost | |
| it. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Everything’s funny to you. | |
| TONY | |
| No. You’re not funny. | |
| RHODEY | |
| We’ve got a hell of a day tomorrow. | |
| Can we get out of here now? | |
| 11. | |
| TONY | |
| One more stop. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| B8 INT. BATHROOMS - CAESARS PALACE - NIGHT B8 | |
| An empty palatial bathroom. Tony’s in the stall on his | |
| throne. Rhodey splashes his face by the mirrors. | |
| TONY | |
| (IN STALL) | |
| Of course I respect your opinion. | |
| RHODEY | |
| This is no joke. You’re going into | |
| a hot zone. We should be doing this | |
| test here in Nevada. | |
| TONY | |
| (IN STALL) | |
| This system has to be demonstrated | |
| in true field conditions. | |
| The Bathroom door swings open and VIRGINIA “PEPPER” POTTS | |
| enters, Tony’s sexy and very capable assistant. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Tony, it’s the President. Wants to | |
| congratulate you personally. Heads | |
| up. | |
| She tosses the cellphone over the top of the stall. All | |
| very routine. Rhodey listens to Tony talk, shaking his | |
| head. | |
| TONY | |
| ((IN STALL)) | |
| 12. | |
| Jim, how’re the trout running? | |
| Yeah, sitting on top of the world | |
| here. Working on my masterpiece -- | |
| A MINUTE LATER | |
| Tony washes up. As they leave, Rhodey drops money in the | |
| absent Attendant’s tip basket. Tony adds the ARES statue to | |
| the basket and follows Rhodey out. | |
| 9 INT. CASINO FLOOR - CAESAR’S PALACE - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT 9 | |
| Hotel Guards have patrons cordoned outside the bathroom. We | |
| PICK UP Tony and Pepper in mid walk-and-talk. | |
| PEPPER | |
| You’re leaving the country for a | |
| week. I need five minutes -- | |
| TONY | |
| Okay -- shoot. | |
| 10 EXT. CAESAR’S PALACE - NIGHT 10 | |
| Tony heads for his waiting limo, the entourage hanging | |
| back. | |
| PEPPER | |
| (checking her tablet PC) | |
| The Board meeting is on the | |
| eleventh. Should I tell them to | |
| expect an appearance--? | |
| WOMAN’S VOICE (O.S.) | |
| Mr. Stark! | |
| Tony turns, spots CHRISTINE EVERHART, a hot young Reporter | |
| holding a recorder. Security keeps her at bay. | |
| 13. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Christine Everhart, Vanity Fair | |
| Magazine. Can I ask you a few | |
| questions? | |
| TONY | |
| Can I ask a few back? | |
| She gives him a disarming smile. Tony waves at Security to | |
| let her through. Pepper shakes her head, then takes a call. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| You’ve been described as a Da Vinci | |
| for our times. What do you say to | |
| that? | |
| TONY | |
| Ridiculous. I don’t paint. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| And what do you say to your other | |
| nickname: “The Merchant of Death?” | |
| TONY | |
| That’s not bad -- | |
| Her gaze is suddenly cold. | |
| TONY | |
| Let me guess. Berkeley? | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Brown. | |
| TONY | |
| 14. | |
| Well Miss Brown, it’s an imperfect | |
| world and I assure you, the day | |
| weapons are no longer needed to | |
| keep the peace, I’ll start | |
| manufacturing bricks and beams to | |
| make baby hospitals. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Rehearse that much, Mr. Stark? | |
| TONY | |
| Every night in front of the mirror. | |
| Call me Tony. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| I’m sorry, “Tony”, I was hoping for | |
| a serious answer. | |
| TONY | |
| Here’s serious: my old man had a | |
| philosophy: peace means having a | |
| bigger stick than the other guy. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Good line, coming from the guy | |
| selling the sticks. | |
| TONY | |
| My father helped defeat Hitler. He | |
| was on the Manhattan Project. A lot | |
| of people including your professors | |
| at Brown might call that being a | |
| hero. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Others might call it war- | |
| profiteering. | |
| 15. | |
| Tony has to smile, this gal is relentless. | |
| TONY | |
| Tell me: do you plan to report on | |
| the millions we’ve saved by | |
| advancing medical technology? Or | |
| kept from starving with our inteli- | |
| crops? All were breakthroughs | |
| spawned from, that’s right, | |
| military funding. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Wow. You ever lose an hour of sleep | |
| your whole life? | |
| He regards her in earnest, then off her drop-dead look we - | |
| - | |
| SMASH CUT TO: | |
| 11 INT. TONY’S BEDROOM - STARK ESTATE - NIGHT 11 | |
| Christine and Tony, half naked, crashing about. She’s the | |
| one attacking. They flop out of frame. | |
| 12 INT. TONY’S BEDROOM - MORNING 12 | |
| A clock changing from “5:59AM” to 6:00”. Christine awakens | |
| alone, as the room begins to transform. | |
| Darkened windows turn translucent, admitting light. | |
| She rises, startled by the TV flickering alive as she | |
| passes it. She looks out the window -- hell of a view. | |
| REVERSE ANGLE - OUTSIDE WINDOW. | |
| As we PULL AWAY and establish Tony’s estate, perched | |
| impossibly on the cliffs above the Pacific. | |
| BACK TO: | |
| 16. | |
| 13 INT. TONY’S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 13 | |
| Christine pads over to the closet, tries to open it. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| I’m sorry, Miss Everhart, you are | |
| not authorized to access that area. | |
| She jumps, freaked out, grabs for Tony’s shirt on the floor | |
| and covers herself. Just then Pepper enters, holding dry- | |
| cleaned clothes in plastic. | |
| PEPPER | |
| (re: the voice) | |
| Don’t worry, that’s Jarvis -- he | |
| runs the house. Jarvis: de- | |
| activate security. | |
| Pepper eyes Tony’s oversized shirt on Christine. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Here, your clothes cleaned and | |
| pressed. Anything else I can get | |
| you? | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Look, Tony wanted me to stay for | |
| breakfast, but I’ve got to get a | |
| jump on the day. Call me a cab, | |
| would you? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Cab’s waiting outside. | |
| A beat, then -- | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| And a coffee, hon. Black. One | |
| Splenda. | |
| 17. | |
| PEPPER | |
| (smiling sweetly) | |
| Should I tell Mr. Stark you were | |
| satisfied with the interview? | |
| 14 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - MORNING 14 | |
| It’s like the chaos inside Tony’s head, ultra-modern drones | |
| and missile parts, sports cars and long-abandoned | |
| prototypes. | |
| Framed photos of Tony and his Dad working on a classic ‘32 | |
| Ford. MUSIC drifts from an old Wurlitzer. | |
| We drift past: screens containing various CAD images of a | |
| flathead engine, and finally we find -- | |
| Tony, in suit-slacks and an undershirt, grimy from working | |
| on the same ‘32 Ford as in the photo. Pepper enters holding | |
| her PDA. | |
| PEPPER | |
| You still owe me five minutes-- | |
| TONY | |
| Five? I’ll need a bit longer than | |
| that -- | |
| PEPPER | |
| Focus. I need to leave on time | |
| today. | |
| TONY | |
| You’re rushing me. What, you have | |
| plans tonight? | |
| PEPPER | |
| The MIT commencement. Yes or no? | |
| 18. | |
| TONY | |
| Maybe. Tell me your plans. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I’ll tell them ‘yes’. You want to | |
| buy the Jackson Pollock? He’s got | |
| another buyer in the wings -- | |
| TONY | |
| What’s it look like? | |
| TONY | |
| It’s a minor work in his later | |
| Spring Period, it’s ludicrously | |
| over-priced-- | |
| TONY | |
| Buy it. | |
| She’s interrupted by her phone and taps her bluetooth | |
| headset. Listens. | |
| PEPPER | |
| He left an hour ago. Okay. (hangs | |
| up) It’s Rhodey again. | |
| TONY | |
| You have plans, don’t you --? | |
| PEPPER | |
| I’m allowed to have plans on my | |
| birthday. | |
| TONY | |
| 19. | |
| It’s your birthday again? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Yep. Funny, same day as last year. | |
| TONY | |
| Well, get yourself something from | |
| me. Something nice. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Already did. | |
| TONY | |
| And? | |
| PEPPER | |
| It was very tasteful, very elegant. | |
| Thank you, Mr. Stark. | |
| TONY | |
| You’re welcome, Miss Potts. | |
| 15 EXT. STARK AVIATION HANGAR - SANTA MONICA AIRPORT - DAY 15 | |
| Rhodey, in uniform, paces talking on a cellphone. Behind | |
| him a parked Boeing Business Jet reading: STARK | |
| INTERNATIONAL, “TOMORROW TODAY.” A GROWING RUMBLE and | |
| Rhodey turns to see a Saleen S7 roaring up, stopping short | |
| of him. | |
| Seconds later a Rolls limo arrives. Tony’s chauffeur HOGAN | |
| pops the trunk and takes out: a single overnight suitcase. | |
| The Saleen’s scissor-doors open, Tony jumps out. | |
| He heads for the Boeing, right past Rhodey. | |
| 20. | |
| TONY | |
| Sorry, pal, car trouble. | |
| 16 INT. TONY’S PLANE - PARKED - DAY 16 | |
| Rhodey, steaming, settles into his seat. | |
| RHODEY | |
| I was standing out there three | |
| hours, what the hell --? | |
| TONY | |
| I had car trouble. | |
| A hot Flight Attendant holds out steamy towels with thongs. | |
| TONY | |
| Thanks, maybe later. | |
| Rhodey grabs a towel. The WHINE of ENGINES build. | |
| 17 INT. TONY’S PLANE - FLYING - DAY 17 | |
| A Flight Attendant stops by their seats. | |
| ATTENDANT | |
| Would you like a drink, Mr. Stark? | |
| TONY | |
| Two fingers of Laphroig. | |
| (to Rhodey) | |
| You want one? | |
| RHODEY | |
| We’re working. | |
| 21. | |
| TONY | |
| You should have a drink. We’ve got | |
| a twelve hour flight ahead of us. | |
| RHODEY | |
| It’s two in the afternoon. | |
| TONY | |
| It’s two in the morning where we’re | |
| going. C’mon, ten hours “bottle to | |
| throttle --” | |
| RHODEY | |
| Don’t start with me. | |
| TONY | |
| Jeez, we’re not getting hammered. | |
| Just a nightcap. We’ll sleep | |
| better, arrive fresh. It’s the | |
| responsible thing to do. | |
| I don’t know about you, but I want | |
| to sell some weapons. | |
| Off Rhodey’s stoic look, we -- | |
| SMASH CUT TO: | |
| 18 INT. TONY’S PLANE - FLYING - NIGHT 18 | |
| MUSIC blares. Tony and Rhodey sip drinks, comfortably numb | |
| and oblivious to the flight attendants dancing next to | |
| them. | |
| RHODEY | |
| (a few drinks in) | |
| 22. | |
| You don’t get it. I don’t work for | |
| the military because they paid for | |
| my education, or my father’s | |
| education. Don’t cheapen it like | |
| that. | |
| TONY | |
| All I said was, with your smarts, | |
| your engineering background, you | |
| could write your own ticket in the | |
| private sector -- on top of which, | |
| you wouldn’t have to wear that | |
| ‘straight-jacket’. | |
| RHODEY | |
| ‘Straight-jacket’? This uniform | |
| means something. A chance to make a | |
| difference. You don’t respect that, | |
| because you don’t understand. | |
| TONY | |
| (motions with a nod) | |
| See that one? Her I understand. | |
| Croatian. Hot-blooded, I’m serious. | |
| Must be those winters in Zagreb -- | |
| RHODEY | |
| You’re not listening to a word I’m | |
| saying. | |
| TONY | |
| I am listening. I’m changing the | |
| subject. It’s the same litany, | |
| every time you’ve had a thimble of | |
| alcohol. Drink One: reflections on | |
| the New American Century and | |
| related topics -- | |
| RHODEY | |
| Something’s seriously wrong with | |
| you, man. | |
| 23. | |
| TONY | |
| Drink 2: a history of World War II | |
| and the Tuskeegee Flyers. Drink 3-- | |
| RHODEY | |
| You know, hell with you. I’m not | |
| talking to you anymore. | |
| He undoes his seatbelt, rises, looking for somewhere else | |
| to sit. | |
| TONY | |
| Go hang with the pilot. You’ll get | |
| along, he’s got a personality just | |
| like yours. | |
| RHODEY | |
| I will. | |
| Rhodey heads to the cockpit and opens the door. | |
| RHODEY’S POV - THE COCKPIT | |
| Two empty pilot chairs, a fully-automated flight system. | |
| As Rhodey returns to his seat. | |
| RHODEY | |
| That’s funny. | |
| TONY | |
| You could tell? | |
| 19 EXT. BAGRAM AFB - AFGHANISTAN - DAY 19 | |
| Tony exits the plane, fresh, fired up to greet the waiting | |
| brass. He shakes hands. Then -- | |
| 24. | |
| Rhodey appears dressed in ABUs. He’s weary, squinting at | |
| the stinging sun. Pulls his sunglasses down over bleary | |
| eyes. | |
| Three JERICHO MISSILES on a ‘flatbed’ (which have been | |
| unloaded from a military jet in the b.g.) are brought under | |
| heavy guard to a waiting convoy. | |
| The CHATTER of MACHINE GUN fire and we -- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 20 EXT. DESERT TEST SITE - AFGHANISTAN - DAY 20 | |
| Tony firing a N.R.F. 425 MACHINE GUN. | |
| Generals sit on folding chairs behind a safe-zone of Hescos | |
| and sand-bags. Afghani soldiers and SF (Air Force security) | |
| men patrol the perimeter. | |
| Tony puts the N.R.F. 425 gun down next to other weapons. He | |
| struts before the Generals like a carnival barker. | |
| TONY | |
| The age old question: is it better | |
| to be feared or respected? I say, | |
| is it too much to ask for both? | |
| He nods at the Jericho Missile, on a mobile launcher. | |
| TONY | |
| With that in mind, I humbly present | |
| the crown jewel of Stark Industries | |
| Freedom Line. It’s the first | |
| missile system to incorporate my | |
| proprietary Repulsor Technology. | |
| They say the best weapon is one you | |
| never have to fire. I prefer the | |
| one you only have to fire once... | |
| The Jericho ROARS into the sky from a mobile launcher. | |
| TONY | |
| That’s how dad did it, it’s how | |
| America does it, and so far its | |
| worked out pretty well. | |
| 25. | |
| Find an excuse to fire off one of | |
| these and I personally guarantee | |
| the enemy is not gonna want to | |
| leave their caves. | |
| FLASH TO: the Jericho, as it divides from a single missile, | |
| into scores of mini-missiles. | |
| ANGLE - ON TONY | |
| A row of majestic peaks behind him. He raises his arms. | |
| TONY | |
| For your consideration, the | |
| Jericho-- | |
| The mountains behind his outstretched hands explode. | |
| The shock-wave washes over Tony, blanking him with dust. | |
| REVERSE ANGLE | |
| As the shock-wave erases the observing Generals with dust. | |
| TONY | |
| Now there’s one last creation I | |
| haven’t shown anyone yet. You might | |
| be interested-- | |
| He opens a large silver case. Ice-smoke curls out, then -- | |
| A bottle appears. Drink glasses. As Tony pours the Generals | |
| and Afghani military officials exchange awkward glances. | |
| TONY | |
| (raises his glass) | |
| To peace, gentlemen and with every | |
| five hundred million, I’ll throw in | |
| a free one of these. | |
| 21 EXT. DESERT TEST SITE - DAY 21 | |
| The Generals board their Humvees and depart to the East. | |
| 26. | |
| Tony and Rhodey walk to their convoy of waiting Humvees, | |
| pointing West. Tony gets Obadiah Stane on his video-phone. | |
| TONY | |
| Hey, what are you doing up? | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Sleeping. How did it go? | |
| TONY | |
| I think we got an early Christmas | |
| coming. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Sounds good. | |
| TONY | |
| Hey, why aren’t you wearing the PJs | |
| I got you? | |
| OBADIAH | |
| I don’t do monograms. I’m hanging | |
| up now, bye-bye. | |
| Stane hangs up. | |
| TONY | |
| All right, who wants to ride with | |
| me? Jimmy? | |
| JIMMY | |
| (psyched) | |
| Me? | |
| Jazzed, Jimmy and the others jump into the lead Humvee. As | |
| Rhodey approaches -- | |
| 27. | |
| TONY | |
| Sorry, Rhodey, no room for my | |
| conscience in here. Or that hang- | |
| dog look. | |
| (raising his glass) | |
| See you back at base. | |
| Rhodey shakes his head, and heads for a different Humvee. | |
| ROCK MUSIC is cranked up on a boom-box. And as Tony’s door | |
| slams shut. | |
| SMASH CUT TO: | |
| 22 INT. CRUDE OPERATING ROOM - CAVE - AFGHANISTAN - NIGHT 22 | |
| Nightmarish. GARBLED VOICES. Stabbing lights. Tony thrashes | |
| against a restraining belt. | |
| Impressionistic glimpses: a red scalpel. Blood-spattered | |
| hands. Tony’s heaving chest. A boilerplate. | |
| TONY’S POV: YINSEN (60s), looks down on us, performing the | |
| “operation”. He yells to someone in Arabic, and -- | |
| Tony is held down, a chloroform rag is pressed to his face. | |
| 23 INT. LAB - CAVE - DAY 23 | |
| Tony flickers awake, disoriented. A tube protrudes from his | |
| nose. He sees -- | |
| Yinsen, humming a tune as he shaves by a broken mirror. But | |
| more importantly right now -- | |
| There is a jug of water on the table. | |
| Tony tries to speak, can’t. It’s the damn nasal tube. He | |
| pulls at it, gagging as two of feet of tubing slithers from | |
| his nose. | |
| TONY | |
| (hoarse whisper) | |
| --water-- water. | |
| 28. | |
| Yinsen keeps humming. Tony yanks the IV from his arm and | |
| stretches for the water, but is stopped by a wire, under | |
| his chest bandages, snapping taut. | |
| YINSEN | |
| I wouldn’t do that if I were you. | |
| Tony follows the wire with his eyes and finds, to his | |
| horror, that it’s hooked up to a car battery. | |
| He starts clawing at his chest bandages. Yinsen turns. | |
| Tony sees his ugly chest wound. It’s too much. He swoons. | |
| 24 INT. LAB - CAVE - HOURS LATER - DAY 24 | |
| Yinsen stirs a bubbling pot on the furnace. He flicks | |
| glances at Tony, waking up on the cot. | |
| Tony eyes the bulky chest-piece protruding from his fresh | |
| bandages. | |
| TONY | |
| What have you done to me? | |
| YINSEN | |
| What did I do? I removed what I | |
| could, but there’s a lot left | |
| headed for you atrial septum. Do | |
| you want a souvenir? | |
| He tosses Tony a jar with scores of bloody Christmas tree- | |
| like barbs. Tony regards the ‘shrapnel’ he owns the patent | |
| to, and lets the jar drop. | |
| YINSEN | |
| 29. | |
| I’ve seen many wounds like this in | |
| my village. The walking dead we | |
| called them, because it took a week | |
| for the barbs to reach vital | |
| organs. I anchored a magnetic | |
| suspension system to the plate. | |
| It’s holding the shrapnel in place | |
| at least for now. | |
| Tony struggles up, sits on the cot and notices something -- | |
| TONY’S POV: a surveillance camera on the cave wall. | |
| YINSEN | |
| That’s right, smile. (then) We met | |
| once -- at a technical conference | |
| in Bern. | |
| TONY | |
| I don’t remember. | |
| YINSEN | |
| You wouldn’t. If I’d been that | |
| drunk, I wouldn’t have been able to | |
| stand, much less give a talk on | |
| integrated circuits. | |
| TONY | |
| Where are we --? | |
| The door-slat flies opens and a pair of dark eyes stare in. | |
| Yinsen drops his spoon, puts his hands on his head. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Stand up! Do as I do. Now! | |
| Tony gets to his feet, can’t gets his hands up. Yinsen | |
| helps him. | |
| YINSEN | |
| 30. | |
| Listen to me, whatever they ask | |
| you, refuse. You understand? You | |
| must refuse. | |
| The door opens and ABU BAKAR enters with two armed Henchmen | |
| (Ahmed and Omar). On Ahmed’s wrist, Tony notices -- | |
| Jimmy’s bright orange METS watch (from the convoy earlier). | |
| ABU | |
| (in Arabic) | |
| Welcome Tony Stark, the greatest | |
| mass murderer in the history of | |
| America. It’s a great honor. | |
| YINSEN | |
| (translating for Abu) | |
| He says welcome Tony Stark, the | |
| greatest mass murderer in the | |
| history of America. He is very | |
| honored. | |
| Abu looks Tony up and down like a prize horse, then -- | |
| ABU | |
| (in Arabic) | |
| I want you to build this for me -- | |
| the Jericho missile you were | |
| demonstrating. | |
| Abu holds out a photo: a surveillance image of the Jericho | |
| Missile launch. | |
| YINSEN | |
| (translation) | |
| You will build for him Jericho | |
| missile you were demonstrating. | |
| TONY | |
| --I refuse. | |
| 31. | |
| Yinsen backhands Tony across the face, goes ballistic -- | |
| YINSEN | |
| You refuse? You will do everything | |
| he says. This is the great Abu | |
| Bakar. You’re alive only because of | |
| his generosity. You are nothing. | |
| NOTHING. He offers you his | |
| hospitality, and you answer only | |
| with insolence He will not be | |
| refused. You will die in a pool of | |
| your own blood. | |
| Abu, spooning down Yinsen’s food, throws a look of smug | |
| satisfaction. He heads out. The door slams shut. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Perfect. You did very well, Stark. | |
| Tony is utterly perplexed. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Good, I think they’re starting to | |
| trust me. | |
| Yinsen returns to cooking. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Well, that’s the end of my plan. | |
| 25 INT. LAB - CAVE - DAY 25 | |
| Tony is jostled awake by Abu’s Henchmen, wrestling a hood | |
| over his head. He struggles as he’s pulled to his feet. | |
| 26 INT. TUNNEL - CAVE - DAY 26 | |
| TONY’S POV - THROUGH HOOD: approaching the tunnel opening. | |
| 32. | |
| 27 EXT. CAVE COMPLEX - MINUTES LATER - DAY 27 | |
| CLOSE ON - TONY: the hood is yanked off his head. He | |
| squints into the stinging daylight, his expression turning | |
| to shock. | |
| In a bowl of tall mountains, camouflaged tarps are furled, | |
| revealing skids upon skids of Stark Industries weapons | |
| dating back to 80s Afghanistan. | |
| VARIOUS SHOTS - OF CRATES: the STARK INTERNATIONAL | |
| MUNITIONS logos. Some faded, some new. | |
| Tony, stunned, staggers along the crates. Yinsen follows. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Quite a collection, isn’t it? | |
| TONY | |
| How did they get all this? | |
| ABU YINSEN | |
| (in Arabic) | |
| (translation) | |
| As you see, we have As you can see, | |
| they have everything you need to | |
| build everything you need to build | |
| the Jericho. You will make a the | |
| Jericho. He says make a list of | |
| materials and start list of | |
| materials. You will work right | |
| away. When we are start work right | |
| away and done we will set you free. | |
| When you are done he will set you | |
| free. | |
| Tony sees a heavily armed and imposing man surrounded by | |
| several men, who act as pilot fish around him. This is | |
| Warlord RAZA, a man you don’t mess with. | |
| TONY | |
| No he won’t | |
| YINSEN | |
| --no he won’t. | |
| 33. | |
| 28 EXT. AMBUSH SITE - AFGHANISTAN - DAYS LATER - DAY 28 | |
| Cold charred wreckage. Rhodey, GENERAL GABRIEL (50s) and a | |
| team of SF men assess the remains of Tony’s convoy. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Something’s not right. | |
| GABRIEL | |
| Looks like a standard hit and run. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Sir, I’m telling you, this was a | |
| snatch and grab. A perfectly | |
| executed linear ambush. As soon as | |
| they got what they wanted, they | |
| melted away. | |
| GABRIEL | |
| Intel’s on it, we’re in good hands. | |
| If he’s out there, we’ll get him. | |
| It hangs there, then -- | |
| RHODEY | |
| With your permission I’d like to | |
| stay in theater and head up the | |
| search and investigation. | |
| GABRIEL | |
| There’s a PR firestorm brewing over | |
| this. Right now the best way to | |
| serve your country is to get back | |
| there and handle it. | |
| RHODEY | |
| 34. | |
| Tony Stark is the DOD’s number one | |
| intellectual asset, and I can be of | |
| value in the field. | |
| GABRIEL | |
| Duly noted, but we need you back | |
| home. | |
| (walks away, then) | |
| Colonel, it’s not lost on me that | |
| Stark is a lifelong friend. | |
| Rhodey nods and heads for his Humvee as things are packed | |
| up. | |
| 29 INT. LAB - CAVE - DAYS LATER - DAY 29 | |
| Dark. Tony sits in a wheelbarrow by the furnace, wrapped in | |
| an Army surplus blanket. Yinsen looms over him. | |
| YINSEN | |
| I’m sure they’re looking for you, | |
| Stark, but they will never find you | |
| here. | |
| (then) | |
| That car battery is running out and | |
| they won’t turn on the generator | |
| till you start to work. | |
| Silence. | |
| YINSEN | |
| You don’t like what you saw out | |
| there, did you? I didn’t like it | |
| either when those weapons destroyed | |
| my village. | |
| (beat) | |
| What you just saw, that’s your | |
| legacy -- your life’s work in the | |
| hands of these murderers. Is that | |
| how you want to go out? Is this the | |
| last act of defiance of the great | |
| Tony Stark? Or are you going to try | |
| to do something about it? | |
| 35. | |
| TONY | |
| Why should I do anything, they’re | |
| either going to kill me or I’m | |
| going to die in a week. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Then this is a very important week | |
| for you. | |
| 30 INT. LAB - CAVE - DAY 30 | |
| The lights come on as the generator is started. Abu is | |
| flanked by Ahmed and several Guards. He watches as Omar | |
| refuels the generator, then walks the gas can to a ‘cage’, | |
| housing a fuel drum, and locks that down too. | |
| TONY | |
| Okay, here’s what I need. | |
| Tony paces, barking what he needs done while more of Abu’s | |
| Guards carry in missiles and materials. Yinsen follows, | |
| translating as Tony assesses his work area. | |
| TONY - YINSEN | |
| (in Arabic) | |
| S-Category missiles. Lot 7043. The | |
| S-30 explosive S-Category missiles. | |
| Lot tritonal. And a dozen of the | |
| 7043. The S-30 explosive S-76. | |
| Mortars: M-Category tritonal. And a | |
| dozen of the Abu’s men dart | |
| about.This area free of clutter, | |
| 36. | |
| with good light. I want it-- this | |
| area free of clutter, at 12 o’clock | |
| to the door to with good light. He | |
| wants it avoid logjams. I need at | |
| 12 o’clock to the door to welding | |
| gear -- acetelyene or avoid | |
| logjams. He needs propane, helmets, | |
| a soldering welding gear -- | |
| acetylene or set-up with goggles, | |
| and propane, helmets, a soldering | |
| smelting cups. Two full sets set-up | |
| with goggles, and of precision | |
| tools. smelting cups. Two full sets | |
| of precision tools. | |
| Abu getting exasperated by the never-ending list. | |
| TONY - YINSEN | |
| Finally, I want: three pairs | |
| Finally, he needs: three of tube | |
| socks, white, a pairs of tube | |
| socks, white, a toothbrush, protein | |
| powder, toothbrush, protein powder, | |
| spices, sugar, five pounds of | |
| spices, sugar, five pounds of tea, | |
| cards, | |
| (thinks, then) | |
| tea, and some playing cards. And a | |
| washing machine. | |
| (pauses) | |
| And a washing load. machine. Top | |
| load. | |
| Abu’s eye bulge. He gets in Tony’s face. | |
| ABU | |
| (in Arabic) | |
| A WASHING MACHINE? DOES HE THINK | |
| I’M A FOOL? | |
| TONY | |
| (to Abu) | |
| Must have everything. Great Satan | |
| make big boom-kill for powerful Abu | |
| Bakar. Big boom-kill. | |
| 37. | |
| 31 INT. LAB - CAVE - NEXT DAY - DAY 31 | |
| Tony pulls open a missile-housing and removes a glass ring | |
| from the inner workings of its guts. Then -- | |
| He leads Yinsen up to a large missile crate. They remove | |
| the chip-rack cylinder from a larger warhead. | |
| YINSEN | |
| You do know they’ve removed all the | |
| explosives before they brought this | |
| to us. | |
| TONY | |
| I know, they’re crazy not stupid. | |
| Tony walks the heavy chip-rack to the work-bench and | |
| removes a tiny palladium strip. | |
| TONY | |
| This is what we’re looking for. I | |
| need eleven of these. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Eleven? | |
| E32 INT. LAB - CAVE - LATER - DAY E32 | |
| SHOT OF: Yinsen removes chip-rack cylinders, bringing them | |
| to Tony. Tony extracts palladium strips. | |
| TONY | |
| Heat the palladium to 1825 Kelvin. | |
| YINSEN | |
| (at furnace) | |
| How will I know when it reaches | |
| that temperature? | |
| 38. | |
| TONY | |
| The palladium will melt. | |
| LATER: | |
| INSERT OF: Tony wraps a copper coil around the glass ring. | |
| INSERT OF: Tony drops palladium strips into a crucible on | |
| the fire. | |
| INSERT OF: Tony sculpts a sand-mold for the palladium ring. | |
| LATER: | |
| SHOT OF: Yinsen bringing the crucible of melted palladium | |
| to Tony. | |
| TONY | |
| Careful, careful-- | |
| YINSEN | |
| Relax. I always had steady hands. | |
| It’s why you’re still alive. | |
| TONY | |
| Oh yeah, thanks. What do I call | |
| you? | |
| YINSEN | |
| My name is Yinsen. | |
| TONY | |
| Nice to meet you. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Nice to meet you too. | |
| 39. | |
| LATER: | |
| SHOT OF: Tony lifts the palladium ring out of the mold with | |
| a tweezer. | |
| YINSEN | |
| What are you building? | |
| TONY | |
| A better mousetrap. | |
| 33 INT. LAB - CAVE - DAY 33 | |
| Tony plugs a cable into the generator. | |
| TONY | |
| What are you shaving for? We’re | |
| almost done. | |
| YINSEN | |
| (taking his time shaving) | |
| Look like an animal, and soon | |
| you’ll start behaving like one. | |
| Tony throws a generator switch. The lights go up and down. | |
| INSERT SHOT OF: the finished RT device, wired to the | |
| generator cable, beginning to glow on the workbench. | |
| Yinsen wipes his face, and trails Tony to the workbench. He | |
| undoes the wires, holding up the glowing RT device. | |
| YINSEN | |
| That doesn’t look like a Jericho | |
| missile. | |
| TONY | |
| That’s because it’s a miniature ARK | |
| reactor. It should suspend the | |
| shrapnel in my chest and keep it | |
| from entering my heart. | |
| 40. | |
| YINSEN | |
| What an original invention. | |
| TONY | |
| Yeah, but this one is going to last | |
| a bit longer than a week. | |
| YINSEN | |
| It’s pretty small, what can it | |
| generate? | |
| TONY | |
| Three gigajoules -- per second. | |
| Yinsen marvels. | |
| YINSEN | |
| That could run your heart for fifty | |
| lifetimes. | |
| TONY | |
| Or something very big for fifteen | |
| minutes. | |
| Their eyes meet a moment, then -- | |
| TONY | |
| Let’s put it in. | |
| 34 INT. RAZA’S CONTROL ROOM - CAVE - HOURS LATER - DAY 34 | |
| PUSH IN - MONITOR: Tony lying on a workbench, Yinsen | |
| craning over him. | |
| 41. | |
| PUSH IN - ON: Raza, watching as he spoons peanut-butter | |
| from a military airdrop care-package. | |
| 35 INT. TONY’S OFFICE - STARK INTERNATIONAL - DAY 35 | |
| Pepper enters and is surprised to see Obadiah sitting | |
| behind Tony’s desk, head in his hands. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Sorry, did I startle you? | |
| PEPPER | |
| A little-- | |
| He watches as Pepper swaps yesterday’s unread L.A. Times | |
| and Wall Street Journal with today’s. Her little vigil. | |
| Stane rises, gazes out the windows at the vast Stark | |
| compound. Pepper comes up behind him. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| This was a bad idea, I should never | |
| have let him go over there-- | |
| He starts to break down. She touches his shoulder. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Hey, hey-- we’ve got to be strong, | |
| he’s going to be okay. | |
| He composes himself, nods. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 36 INT. LAB - CAVE - WEEKS LATER - DAY 36 | |
| CLOSE ON - TONY’S OLD CAR BATTERY: we follow the wires and | |
| end on the bloody chest plate, no longer in Tony’s chest. | |
| 42. | |
| INSERT - TRACKING SHOT: of new set dressing, revealing that | |
| time has passed and ‘missile’ components have progressed | |
| (we see jig). | |
| We find Tony, bearded and filthy now, cutting metal flat- | |
| stock with a torch. His shirt is cracked open, revealing | |
| the glowing RT device in his chest. He snuffs the torch, | |
| looks over his shoulder at -- | |
| Yinsen concentrating on building a backgammon board. | |
| Tony secretly begins filling a cylinder with gas from the | |
| torch. | |
| YINSEN | |
| (flicks a glance at Tony) | |
| Stark, tell me what you’re doing, | |
| and I’ll tell you what I’m doing. | |
| TONY | |
| Looks to me like you’re making a | |
| crappy backgammon board. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Crappy? This is Lebanese cedar. | |
| TONY | |
| Is that where you’re from, Lebanon? | |
| YINSEN | |
| I’m impressed you even know what | |
| this is. | |
| (then) | |
| How about we play, and if I win, | |
| you tell me what you’re really | |
| making. | |
| TONY | |
| “A” I don’t know what your talking | |
| about. “B” I was the backgammon | |
| champ at MIT four years running. | |
| 43. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Interesting, I was the champion at | |
| Cambridge. | |
| TONY | |
| Please don’t use ‘interesting’ and | |
| Cambridge in the same sentence. | |
| (then) | |
| Is that still a school? | |
| YINSEN | |
| It’s a university. You probably | |
| haven’t heard about it since | |
| Americans can’t get in. | |
| TONY | |
| Unless they’re teaching. | |
| The door-slat flies open. Abu again. He barks, more stern | |
| than usual. Tony stops, the secret cylinder he was filling, | |
| clatters to the floor. Yinsen notices, looks at Tony. | |
| Abu, Ahmed and Omar enter, followed by RAZA’S GUARDS. They | |
| take up positions, rigid. Raza enters (he speaks English). | |
| RAZA | |
| Relax. | |
| They lower their hands. Silence as Raza meanders, picking | |
| up and putting things down. He almost steps on Tony’s | |
| secret cylinder, but then sees the washing machine. He | |
| shoots Abu a cold look and turns to the workbench and | |
| peruses Tony’s onion-paper schematics of the missile. | |
| RAZA | |
| The bow and arrow was once the | |
| pinnacle of weapons technology. It | |
| allowed the great Genghis Khan to | |
| rule from the Pacific to the | |
| Ukraine. | |
| 44. | |
| He pushes the schematics around trying to make sense of | |
| them. | |
| RAZA | |
| Today-- whoever has the latest | |
| Stark weapons rules these lands. | |
| Soon it will be my turn-- | |
| A beat as Raza looks back and forth between Yinsen and | |
| Tony. | |
| RAZA | |
| (to Yinsen in Urdu) | |
| What’s really going on here? | |
| YINSEN | |
| (in Urdu) | |
| Nothing. We’re working. | |
| RAZA | |
| (in Urdu) | |
| It’s been a long time. Where’s the | |
| weapon? | |
| YINSEN | |
| (in Urdu) | |
| He’s working very hard. It’s very | |
| complex. | |
| Yinsen flicks a glance at Tony, who watches apprehensive. | |
| RAZA | |
| (to Abu, in Urdu) | |
| Get him on his knees. | |
| Yinsen is forced to his knees by Abu and Ahmed. Using | |
| tongs, Raza lifts a hot coal from the furnace and | |
| approaches Yinsen. | |
| RAZA | |
| (in Urdu) | |
| 45. | |
| Tell me what is going on? | |
| YINSEN | |
| (in Urdu) | |
| Nothing! NOTHING is going on. | |
| RAZA | |
| (in Urdu) | |
| OPEN YOUR MOUTH! | |
| Yinsen won’t do it. Abu and Ahmed force his mouth open. | |
| CLOSE ON - COAL: heading for Yinsen’s mouth. He struggles. | |
| RAZA | |
| (in Urdu) | |
| TELL ME NOW! | |
| YINSEN | |
| (in Urdu) | |
| He’s building your bomb. | |
| The glowing coal nearly at Yinsen’s mouth now then -- | |
| Raza drops the coal on the floor in front of Yinsen and | |
| leaves. Raza’s men follow and slam the door shut. | |
| Yinsen gathers himself, then -- | |
| YINSEN | |
| That’s twice I saved your life. Now | |
| are you going to tell me what the | |
| hell you’re really building? | |
| Their eyes hold, then -- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 46. | |
| 37 INT. LAB - CAVE - DAY - CONTINUOUS 37 | |
| CLOSE ON - LIGHT-BOARD: AS IT’S FLICKED ON. | |
| Tony lays schematic after schematic on the glass. | |
| CLOSE ON - YINSEN: surprise registering. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Finally, an idea of your own. | |
| 38 INT. TUNNEL - CAVE - DAY 38 | |
| We follow Abu in a tunnel, heading for the lab. He shoves | |
| the door-slat aside. | |
| ABU’S POV - THROUGH SLAT: Tony, shaving in front of the | |
| broken mirror, turns. | |
| 39 INT. LAB - CAVE - CONTINUOUS - DAY 39 | |
| Abu shuts the door slat. | |
| Tony wipes his face, pulls on a pair of gloves as he goes | |
| to the furnace. He takes a white-hot piece of metal from | |
| the forge and starts pounding on it. | |
| Yinsen, soldering a complex circuit, looks up. He is struck | |
| by the image of Tony, strong and resolute, hammering away. | |
| SLOWLY PUSH IN ON - TONY: hammering away. | |
| YINSEN (O.S.) | |
| My people have a tale, about a | |
| Prince -- much hated by his King -- | |
| who was banished to the underworld | |
| and jailed there. | |
| BOOM! BOOM! The hammer blows ECHO. | |
| YINSEN (O.S.) | |
| The evil King gave him the most | |
| difficult labor -- working the iron | |
| pits. | |
| 47. | |
| Tony’s muscles ripple, sweat flying. | |
| YINSEN (O.S.) | |
| Year after year the Prince mined | |
| the heavy ore, becoming so strong | |
| he could crush pieces of it | |
| together with his bare hands. Too | |
| late, the King realized his | |
| mistake-- | |
| Dazzling sparks fly around Tony. | |
| YINSEN (O.S.) | |
| When he struck at the Prince with | |
| his finest sword -- it broke in | |
| half. The Prince himself had become | |
| strong as iron... | |
| Tony, sweating, holds up the metal he’s been working on -- | |
| A crude iron mask stares back. | |
| He tosses the mask down. It lies there smoking and pulsing | |
| with heat. | |
| 40 INT. HALLWAY - STARK INTERNATIONAL HQ - DAY 40 | |
| From down the hallway, Pepper watches Obadiah and Rhodey in | |
| close, heavy conversation. Obadiah, grave, looks over and | |
| catches Pepper’s eye, then he walks off, shaking his head. | |
| Rhodey on his way out. Pepper steps into his path. | |
| PEPPER | |
| So that’s it? Everyone’s pulling | |
| the plug and moving on-- | |
| RHODEY | |
| There’s nothing left we can do. If | |
| there was any indication Tony was | |
| still alive-- | |
| 48. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Spare me. I read the official e- | |
| mail. Thought maybe you’d have | |
| something different to say. | |
| Rhodey follows her into -- | |
| 41 INT. PEPPER’S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS - DAY 41 | |
| PEPPER | |
| If anyone could figure out how to | |
| beat the odds, it’s Tony. If it was | |
| you over there, he’d be finding a | |
| way to get you back. Or inventing a | |
| new one. | |
| RHODEY | |
| What do you want me to do? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Be a better friend to him. | |
| And with that, she storms out, leaving him stung. | |
| 42 EXT. EDWARDS A.F.B. - DAY 42 | |
| Rhodey, duffel slung in front of a C-17, is shipping out on | |
| a line of soldiers. General Gabriel pulls up on a golf cart | |
| and approaches. Everyone salutes. The General pulls Rhodey | |
| aside. | |
| GENERAL GABRIEL | |
| What do you think you’re doing, | |
| Rhodes? | |
| 49. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Going back there, Sir. | |
| GENERAL GABRIEL | |
| Listen, son -- it’s been three | |
| months without a single indication | |
| that Stark is still alive. We can’t | |
| keep risking assets, least of all | |
| you. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Are you blocking my transfer, Sir? | |
| GENERAL GABRIEL | |
| (looking around) | |
| Any one of these guys would kill | |
| for your career. Are you telling me | |
| you’re willing to sacrifice that to | |
| fly a bunch of snake-eaters on a | |
| desert patrol half way around the | |
| world? | |
| RHODEY | |
| I am, Sir. | |
| GENERAL GABRIEL | |
| Then I have one thing to say to | |
| you: Godspeed. | |
| He salutes Rhodey. Rhodey salutes back. | |
| GENERAL GABRIEL | |
| (to the soldiers) | |
| As you were. | |
| Rhodey turns and heads up the ramp into the loading bay. | |
| 50. | |
| 43 INT. LAB - CAVE - WEEKS LATER - DAY 43 | |
| Tony puts the finishing touches on a strange box housing a | |
| laser-pointer, fan and tinsel. He tapes the box shut, peeks | |
| through a tiny hole in its side. | |
| TONY’S POV - INTO BOX: it looks like the furnace flames in | |
| the dark. | |
| 44 INT. RAZA’S CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT 44 | |
| Guards, bored and tired mill about. | |
| CLOSE ON - SURVEILLANCE MONITOR: which shows the furnace | |
| glowing in the dark lab. There is a brief shift in the | |
| image, and we -- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 45 INT. LAB - CAVE - SAME TIME - NIGHT 45 | |
| The strange box Tony was working on is being affixed over | |
| the surveillance camera. | |
| NEW ANGLE | |
| A work-light is on, revealing Tony and Yinsen by the | |
| workbench. A sensor on Tony’s leg is coupled to a | |
| contraption. Yinsen watches intently as -- | |
| Tony plugs a wire into his RT ‘heart’, a moment as -- | |
| Data races up on the crusty laptop then -- | |
| As Tony moves his leg, the contraption on the table springs | |
| to life, responding to his actions. Tony’s chest-device, | |
| which dims with the power loss. | |
| The two men’s eyes drift up and hold. Triumph. | |
| TONY | |
| (unplugging himself) | |
| We’re ready. A week of assembly and | |
| we’re a go. | |
| 51. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Then perhaps it’s time we settle | |
| another matter-- | |
| 46 INT. LAB - CAVE - DAY 46 | |
| Tony and Yinsen eat and play backgammon. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Ah, anchoring with 13-7. You know, | |
| I have never met anyone who | |
| understands the nuances of this | |
| game like you. | |
| TONY | |
| Right back at ya. | |
| TONY | |
| You never told me where you’re | |
| from. | |
| A moment, then -- | |
| YINSEN | |
| I come from a small village not far | |
| from here. It was a good place... | |
| before these men ravaged it. | |
| TONY | |
| Do you have a family? | |
| YINSEN | |
| When I get out of here, I am going | |
| to see them again. | |
| (then) | |
| Do you have family, Stark? | |
| 52. | |
| TONY | |
| --no. | |
| YINSEN | |
| You’re a man who has everything and | |
| nothing. | |
| Abu shouts from the door slat and enters. | |
| YINSEN | |
| (in Arabic) | |
| Your laundry’s over there. | |
| Abu goes to a basket where his laundry is neatly folded. He | |
| smells it, ‘ah, clean clothes.’ He heads for the door, | |
| shaking his head as he sees them play backgammon. | |
| ABU | |
| (in Arabic) | |
| You idiots don’t know what you’re | |
| doing with that game. | |
| TONY | |
| Yeah-yeah, enjoy your laundry. | |
| Abu is about to head out when Raza enters. Abu freezes. | |
| Raza eyes’s dip to the laundry, then without warning -- | |
| He shoots Abu in the head. | |
| Tony and Yinsen stand there, stock-still. | |
| RAZA | |
| You have till tomorrow to assemble | |
| my missile. | |
| He walks out. His henchmen grab Abu’s legs and drag him | |
| out. | |
| The silence hangs there, then -- | |
| 53. | |
| 47 INT. RAZA’S CONTROL ROOM - CAVE - NEXT DAY - DAY 47 | |
| Guards pour over a map, discussing heatedly. Others clean | |
| and re-assemble weapons. Khalid keeps watch at the | |
| monitors. | |
| CLOSE ON - MONITOR: where we see Yinsen laboring furiously | |
| behind the jig. | |
| Raza enters, wiping his face and neck with a towel. He | |
| drifts to the monitors, observes. Troubled he leans in, | |
| staring intently. | |
| CLOSE - ON MONITOR: Yinsen still going like hell behind the | |
| jig. | |
| RAZA | |
| (in Urdu) | |
| Khalid. Where is Stark? | |
| He taps the monitor. | |
| 48 INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE LAB - CAVE - MINUTES LATER - DAY 48 | |
| Khalid arrives, pulls the slat aside and peeks in. He | |
| glimpses a disembodied Yinsen working behind the jig. | |
| KHALID | |
| Yinsen! YINSEN! | |
| Yinsen ignores him, keeps working. | |
| 49 INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE LAB - CAVE - DAY - CONTINUOUS 49 | |
| REVERSE ANGLE - OF KHALID: in the door-slat. Below, the IED | |
| cylinder (propane tank Tony filled earlier), is rigged to | |
| the door-latch. | |
| BACK TO: | |
| 54. | |
| 50 INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE LAB - CAVE - DAY - CONTINUOUS 50 | |
| Khalid, as he turns to his men, who ratchet their guns. He | |
| unlocks the door. It won’t open. He shoulders it and -- | |
| The door explodes in his face. Smoke. Debris. | |
| 51 INT. RAZA’S CONTROL ROOM - SAME TIME - DAY 51 | |
| Raza witnesses the explosion on the surveillance monitor. | |
| 52 INT. LAB - CAVE - SAME TIME - DAY 52 | |
| CLOSE ON - THE LAPTOP SCREEN: program bars loading slowly. | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| It’s frozen, the systems aren’t | |
| talking to each other. Reset! | |
| YINSEN | |
| No, they’re moving. Very slow. | |
| We glimpse a bulky chest piece being lowered over Tony. The | |
| STACCATO WHINE of PNEUMATIC TOOL as Yinsen seals Tony in. | |
| 53 INT. RAZA’S CONTROL ROOM - MINUTES LATER - DAY 53 | |
| Raza, at his monitors, orchestrating his men over the | |
| radio. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 54 INT. HALLWAY - MINUTES LATER - DAY 54 | |
| 55. | |
| Raza’s men cautiously approach. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 55 INT. INSIDE LAB - MINUTES LATER - DAY 55 | |
| Yinsen eyes the laptop, the bars creeping ever so slowly. | |
| He turns, listening to the SHOUTING MEN outside growing | |
| louder. | |
| TONY | |
| Get to your cover. Remember the | |
| checkpoints -- make sure each one | |
| is clear before you follow me out. | |
| A decision, then Yinsen runs out. | |
| TONY | |
| YINSEN! | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 56 INT. OUTSIDE LAB - MINUTES LATER - DAY 56 | |
| Yinsen grabs dead Khalid’s weapon and runs into the tunnel, | |
| firing in the air. | |
| YINSEN’S POV: rounding a corner, encountering Raza’s men. | |
| He opens fire the men are caught off guard, and retreat. | |
| Yinsen chases, firing madly, unleashing pent-up rage. | |
| He enters the outer cavern, and is confronted by Raza and | |
| his troops. Yinsen lowers his weapon to the ground. | |
| 57 INT. LAB - CAVE - SECONDS LATER - DAY 57 | |
| 56. | |
| TONY’S POV: trapped in the suit, watches the loading bars | |
| on the laptop get close. Suddenly Multiple BURSTS of | |
| gunfire. Tony throws a look. | |
| SILENCE. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 58 INT. TUNNEL - SECONDS LATER - DAY 58 | |
| Raza’s Guards, running at us, shouting. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 59 INT. LAB - CAVE - SAME TIME - DAY 59 | |
| The loading bars on the laptop finish their cycle and a | |
| surge of power to the suit dims the lights. | |
| 60 EXT. OUTSIDE THE LAB - SAME TIME - DAY 60 | |
| The lights dim to darkness. Raza’s Guards, scared, inch up | |
| on the lab. Two of them break off and move forward -- | |
| 61 INT. INSIDE THE LAB - SAME TIME - DAY 61 | |
| The two Guards enter the dark, smoky lab cautiously. It | |
| appears deserted. Then, a Guard stops, turns slowly -- | |
| In the dark, an eerie glow, twin-flames. The SCREAM of | |
| surging METAL and we -- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 62 EXT. OUTSIDE THE LAB - SAME TIME - DAY 62 | |
| As the two Insurgents SCREAM and are flung back out. | |
| 57. | |
| The other Guards fire wildly into the lab. As they re-load | |
| the THUMP and SCREECH of METAL. A glowing chest plate. The | |
| flicker of blue pilot lights, and finally, out of the | |
| smoke, the complete nightmare vision. | |
| Iron Man the Original Gray Armor. | |
| The Insurgents backpedal, firing, but Tony keeps coming, | |
| feet CRUNCHING on the cave floor. | |
| 63 INT. RAZA’S CONTROL ROOM - DAY 63 | |
| Raza strapping on his flak vest, grabbing an RPG launcher. | |
| 64 INT. EXIT TUNNEL - DAY 64 | |
| The crazy streak of tracers, bouncing off Tony. | |
| An Insurgent jumps from a side-corridor, firing his pistol | |
| point-blank at the back of Iron Man’s head. | |
| PING! The bullet ricochets back, killing the man instantly. | |
| NEW ANGLE as Iron Man clumps towards the light of freedom, | |
| insurgents spill out of nooks, in front of him, behind him, | |
| firing -- | |
| Tony’s arms swivel, knocking Guards down, absorbing | |
| countless rounds. The suit is shredding, smoking, | |
| pockmarked. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 65 INT. EXIT TUNNEL - DAY 65 | |
| Raza heading down a tunnel with an RPG. A wounded Guard | |
| grabs onto him, jabbering. Raza shoves him aside. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 58. | |
| 66 INT. MAIN CHAMBER - DAY 66 | |
| Tony turns into the main chamber and sees Yinsen on the | |
| ground. | |
| YINSEN | |
| STOP! STOP! | |
| Tony stops and an RPG whizzes past his nose, exploding in | |
| the wall next to him. He turns, sees Raza, in the | |
| intersecting tunnel, calmly loading another RPG. | |
| Tony primes his flame throwers, but they malfunction. Both | |
| men square off. Raza aims, but now Tony’s flame throwers | |
| kick in and Raza flattens as twin-plumes of fire envelope | |
| him. He SCREAMS, grabbing a dead soldiers as a shield. | |
| Tony turns clearing Insurgents out of the tunnels with his | |
| flame throwers. Then he returns to Yinsen. | |
| TONY | |
| We could’ve made it. Both of us. | |
| You could’ve seen your family | |
| again. | |
| YINSEN | |
| I am going to see them again. | |
| They’re waiting for me. | |
| And now Tony understands Yinsen’s family is dead. Yinsen | |
| grins, then sags into himself, dead. | |
| Rage overtakes Tony. He steams towards the exit, roaring. | |
| 67 EXT. EXIT TUNNEL - DAY 67 | |
| Raza’s men fleeing as a deluge of flame shoots from the | |
| tunnel. Then -- | |
| Tony emerges, the gray armor scarred and sizzling. | |
| Insurgents keep firing, trying to draw him from the massive | |
| ammo dump under the camouflage. But Tony is relentless, | |
| keeps moving towards it. | |
| Tony turns his flame throwers on the crates. They begin to | |
| burn, the STARK logos eaten by flames. | |
| 59. | |
| And now a withering barrage of gunfire knocks Tony to his | |
| knees. The hose to his flame thrower is pierced, setting | |
| his arm on fire. Another bullet catches a seam and enters | |
| his shoulder. | |
| But Tony struggles back to his feet. The suit GRINDS. He | |
| pushes further into the maze, torching everything. | |
| More gunfire pings and ricochets off him, pieces of the | |
| gray armor begins to come loose. | |
| Now Tony opens a metal flap on his arm, flips a red switch. | |
| And now something incredible happens A WHINE builds to a | |
| ROAR. | |
| Tony tucks, angles forward as heel-boosters glow white hot, | |
| kicking up desert plumes and then he blasts off like a | |
| missile, rising hundreds of feet. | |
| One Insurgent watches dumbstruck, as Tony arcs across the | |
| sky towards a mountain pass. | |
| And then the first ammo dump ignites. Then another and | |
| another, fire roses joining in a hellish conflagration. And | |
| barely outpacing the fireball -- | |
| 68 EXT. SKY - CONTINUOUS - DAY 68 | |
| The gray armor shoots towards us. Tony clears the mountain | |
| ridge by inches, and then -- | |
| His boosters are suddenly spent. He plunges like a human | |
| cannonball. | |
| TONY’S POV - THROUGH SUIT: the Earth swelling up at us and | |
| -- | |
| 69 EXT. SAND DUNES - DAY 69 | |
| Tony THUDS into the sand, pieces of the armor splitting | |
| away. | |
| Dazed, he struggles from the exo-skeleton. He staggers into | |
| the dunes, away from the smoke and DISTANT EXPLOSIONS. | |
| He’s torn up, clutching a bullet wound. He falls, gets up | |
| again, keeps moving. | |
| 60. | |
| 70 EXT. SAND DUNES - DUSK - NIGHT 70 | |
| Tony staggers down a dune, dying from thirst. Behind him a | |
| USAF Blackhawk suddenly rises over the lip of the dune. | |
| Tony turns, falling over. | |
| Moments later Rhodey, winded, appears over us. A grin | |
| forming. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Saving your ass is getting to be a | |
| full time job. | |
| 71 EXT. EDWARDS A.F.B. - DAY 71 | |
| In the heat shimmers, a hulking form becomes a taxiing C- | |
| 17. | |
| 72 EXT. EDWARD`S A.F.B. NEW ANGLE - MINUTES LATER - DAY 72 | |
| The rear ramp of the C-17 comes down. Light blinds Rhodey | |
| and Tony who’s in a wheelchair. | |
| TONY’S POV: Pepper is revealed as the ramp lands. | |
| Rhodey wheels him down. As they reach the ramp’s end-- | |
| TONY | |
| Help me out of this thing-- | |
| He struggles to his feet, faltering. Rhodey steadies him. | |
| RHODEY | |
| I got you, pal. | |
| They walk together as Pepper comes forward. She meets eyes | |
| with Rhodey, and he nods to her. | |
| PEPPER | |
| 61. | |
| Thank you. | |
| And now she faces Tony. A ghost of his former self, but she | |
| puts on a brave face. | |
| TONY | |
| (managing a smile) | |
| Your eyes are red. A few tears for | |
| your long-lost boss? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Tears of joy. I hate job hunting. | |
| Hogan comes around, holds the limo door open for Tony. | |
| HOGAN | |
| Good to see you again, Sir. | |
| TONY | |
| You do something new with your | |
| hair? | |
| HOGAN | |
| Wouldn’t dream of it, Sir. | |
| Pepper helps Tony into the limo. | |
| 73 INT. ROLLS SILVER PHANTOM - IDLING - DAY 73 | |
| Awkward silence. Pepper meets eyes with Hogan in the | |
| mirror. | |
| HOGAN | |
| Where to, Mr. Stark? | |
| 62. | |
| PEPPER | |
| We’re due at the hospital. | |
| TONY | |
| No -- to the office. (then) I’ve | |
| been in captivity for three months. | |
| There’s only two things I want to | |
| do. I want to eat a cheeseburger. | |
| And I want to hold a press | |
| conference. | |
| Off Pepper’s stunned look-- | |
| 74 EXT. STARK INTERNATIONAL HQ - DAY 74 | |
| Tony’s limo pulls up, Hogan lets Tony out. He finishes a | |
| cheeseburger and Hogan takes the wrappers. | |
| Obadiah is waiting there with a group of gathered | |
| employees. They all start applauding. Obadiah with arms | |
| outstretched-- | |
| OBADIAH | |
| See this. Huh. Huh. | |
| He hugs Tony warmly, speaks close. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Tony, thought we were meeting at | |
| the hospital. You know there’s a | |
| lot of reporters in there. What’s | |
| going on? | |
| TONY | |
| You’ll see. C’mon -- | |
| They head inside. | |
| 63. | |
| 75 INT. STARK INDUSTRIES LOBBY - DAY 75 | |
| Packed with Reporters waiting for the hundred-carat | |
| headline. Pepper is approached by AGENT PHIL COULSON (40s). | |
| PEPPER | |
| You’ll have to take a seat, Sir. | |
| COULSON | |
| Oh, I’m not a reporter. I’m Agent | |
| Phil Coulson with the Strategic | |
| Homeland Intervention, Enforcement | |
| and Logistics Division-- | |
| PEPPER | |
| That’s a mouthful. | |
| COULSON | |
| I know. Here. | |
| He hands her a card. She squints at the tiny font. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Look, Mr. Coulson, we’ve already | |
| spoken with the D.O.D., the FBI, | |
| the CIA-- | |
| COULSON | |
| We’re a separate division with a | |
| more...specific focus. We need to | |
| debrief Tony about the | |
| circumstances of his escape. More | |
| importantly-- | |
| PEPPER | |
| (cutting him off) | |
| Well, great, I’ll let him know-- | |
| 64. | |
| COULSON | |
| --we’re here to help. We’re here to | |
| listen. I assure you Mr. Stark will | |
| want to talk to us. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I’m sure he will. Now if you could | |
| just take your seat. | |
| NEW ANGLE | |
| As Tony enters, struggling his way to the podium, followed | |
| by Obadiah. | |
| Tony gazes out over the reporters. Suddenly he seems | |
| vulnerable, scattered. | |
| The silence grows awkward. Obadiah is mercifully going to | |
| save him when -- | |
| TONY | |
| I-- can’t do this anymore. | |
| Pregnant silence. Everyone waiting for the Stark punch- | |
| line. Finally, a Reporter ventures -- | |
| REPORTER # 1 | |
| You mean you’re retiring? | |
| TONY | |
| No, I don’t want to retire. I want | |
| to do something else. | |
| The room waits through more awkward silence, then -- | |
| REPORTER # 1 | |
| Something besides weapons? | |
| TONY | |
| Yes. That’s right. | |
| 65. | |
| The room is suddenly BUZZING with overlapping questions -- | |
| REPORTER #2 | |
| The official report was sketchy. | |
| What happened to you over there, | |
| Mr. Stark? | |
| Tony is pensive, then the floodgates open. | |
| TONY | |
| What happened over there? I had my | |
| eyes opened, that’s what happened. | |
| I saw my weapons, with my name on | |
| them, in the hands of thugs. I | |
| thought we were doing good here-- I | |
| can’t say that anymore. | |
| Rhodey, just arriving in the rear, pulls up to Pepper. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Uhh, weren’t we taking him to the | |
| hospital? | |
| Pepper is transfixed. Nearby, Agent Coulson watches | |
| stoically. | |
| REPORTER #2 | |
| What do you intend to do about it, | |
| Mr. Stark? | |
| TONY | |
| The system is broken -- there’s no | |
| accountability whatsoever. Right | |
| now, as of this second, we are | |
| freezing the sale of all Stark | |
| weaponry worldwide. | |
| Now the room is in chaos. Obadiah’s ready to wrap this up, | |
| and moves towards Tony. | |
| TONY | |
| 66. | |
| We’ve lost our way. I need to re- | |
| evaluate things. And my heart’s | |
| telling me I have more to offer the | |
| planet than things that blow up. | |
| REPORTER #3 | |
| So you’re saying...what are you | |
| saying? | |
| TONY | |
| (arm around Stane) | |
| In the coming months, Mr. Stane | |
| here and I will set a new course | |
| for Stark Industries. “Tomorrow | |
| Today” has always been our slogan. | |
| It’s time we try to live up to it. | |
| The questions are now firing in a CACOPHONY. Obadiah takes | |
| the podium. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Okay, I think we’re going to be | |
| selling a lot of newspapers here. | |
| What we should take away from this | |
| is that Tony’s back, he’s healthier | |
| than ever, and as soon as he heals | |
| up and takes some time off, we’re | |
| going to have a little internal | |
| discussion and get back to you. | |
| Thank you for coming by. | |
| Tony steps down, exhilarated. He works his way through the | |
| swarming reporters, approaching Rhodey and Pepper -- who | |
| have stunned looks on their faces. | |
| PEPPER | |
| You mean that? Or is this some | |
| clever stock-maneuver? | |
| TONY | |
| Wait and see. | |
| 67. | |
| 76 EXT. STARK INTERNATIONAL HQ - ARK REACTOR - DAY 76 | |
| Stane approaches Tony, who stares at the Arc Reactor while | |
| eating fries and sipping a Coke. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Well that went well. You just | |
| painted targets on our heads. Our | |
| stock is going to take a 40 point | |
| dive tomorrow. | |
| Tony says nothing. | |
| OBADIAH (CONT’D) | |
| (considers a new tact) | |
| Tony, we are a weapon`s | |
| manufacturer. Turning this company | |
| around to make baby bottles is like | |
| trying to get a bear to walk on its | |
| hind legs. | |
| TONY | |
| I don’t want a body count to be my | |
| only legacy. There are other things | |
| we can do. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Like what? | |
| TONY | |
| We could develop the Arc Reactor. | |
| Obadiah points to the Arc. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| This? This was a publicity stunt. | |
| It’s not even cost effective. We | |
| knew that before we built it. | |
| Repulsor technology is a dead end. | |
| Tony rips open his shirt, revealing the glowing RT. | |
| 68. | |
| TONY | |
| No it isn’t. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| (touching the RT) | |
| Oh my God. It is a miracle you are | |
| alive. What must have happened to | |
| you over there? | |
| (hugs Tony) | |
| We’re a team. There is nothing we | |
| can’t do if we stick together -- | |
| like your father and I. Let me | |
| handle this. But you have to lay | |
| low. Don’t talk to the press again. | |
| Can you do that for me? | |
| TONY | |
| Yes. Thanks Obie. | |
| 77 INT. TONY’S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 77 | |
| As Tony enters, the house comes alive. Windows and lights | |
| change colors. The TV turns on. Jarvis loading all of | |
| Tony’s preferences. | |
| JARVIS | |
| Hello, Mr. Stark. | |
| TONY | |
| Hello, Jarvis. | |
| JARVIS | |
| What can I do for you? | |
| TONY | |
| --I need to build a better heart. | |
| JARVIS | |
| 69. | |
| I’m not sure I follow, Sir. | |
| TONY | |
| Give me a scan and you’ll see. | |
| 78 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - NIGHT 78 | |
| Tony, shirtless and wearing goggles, sits in the 3D laser | |
| scanner. Lasers play over him, mapping his entire body. | |
| JARVIS | |
| What were your intentions for this | |
| device? | |
| MONITORS: terabytes of data race past. | |
| TONY | |
| It powers an electromagnet which | |
| keeps the shrapnel from entering my | |
| heart. Can you recommend any | |
| upgrades? | |
| JARVIS | |
| It is difficult to offer counsel in | |
| light of the fact that your stated | |
| intentions are inconsistent with | |
| your actions. | |
| MONITOR: Tony’s chest device magnified. Its various | |
| components flashing as Jarvis analyzes them. | |
| TONY | |
| What are you talking about? That is | |
| ridiculous. That is exactly the | |
| purpose of this invention. | |
| MONITORS: going deeper and deeper through the strata of | |
| Tony’s device. Like it’s a city unto itself. | |
| 70. | |
| JARVIS | |
| The energy yeild of this device | |
| outperforms your stated intention | |
| by eleven orders of magnitude. You | |
| could accomplish your stated goal | |
| with the power output of a car | |
| battery. | |
| Tony steps from the booth. All around him, calculations | |
| flash at blinding speed. | |
| TONY | |
| Upgrade recommendations. List. | |
| JARVIS | |
| Why are you talking to me like a | |
| computer? | |
| TONY | |
| Because you are acting like one. | |
| JARVIS | |
| Shall I disable random pattern | |
| conversation? | |
| TONY | |
| No. It’s ok. You are the only one | |
| who understands me. | |
| JARVIS | |
| I don’t understand you sir. | |
| TONY | |
| Were you always this dry? I | |
| remember you having more | |
| personality than this. | |
| 71. | |
| JARVIS | |
| Should I activate sarcasm | |
| harmonics? | |
| TONY | |
| Fine. Could you please make your | |
| recommendations now? | |
| JARVIS | |
| It would thrill me to no end. | |
| TONY | |
| Ahh that’s more like it. | |
| JARVIS | |
| Should I begin machining the parts? | |
| TONY | |
| Machine away. | |
| VARIOUS SHOTS: | |
| Tony loads raw metal stock onto a lathe and begins cutting. | |
| A robot arm organizes pieces of cut stock. | |
| The CNC Machine comes to life and begins milling parts. | |
| 79 EXT. SAND DUNES - AFGHANISTAN - DAY 79 | |
| Metal fingers protrude from the sand. A filthy human hand | |
| reaches into frame, freeing a metal gauntlet from the | |
| desert floor. | |
| 72. | |
| Then, we reveal horses and old pickups, scattered as men | |
| scavenge among the dunes. A Toyota pickup flies the banner | |
| of the Ten Rings. A burly man, his back to us, leans on the | |
| bed-mounted machine- gun. | |
| As we TRACK around him we can see it’s Raza, his terrible | |
| scars still raw from Iron Man’s flame- thrower. He swats | |
| flies from his wounds. | |
| In one hand Raza holds Tony’s battered helmet, staring into | |
| its eyelets. | |
| RAZA | |
| (subtitled) | |
| Keep looking. I want all of it. | |
| 80 INT. TONY’S BEDROOM - DAY 80 | |
| Knocks on the door, enters. The bed is untouched. The flat | |
| screen TV is on Jim Cramer delivering a sermon. | |
| CRAMER (ON TV) | |
| Stark International: I’ve got one | |
| recommendation. Ready? SEELLLL! | |
| Abandon ship! Does the Hindenburg | |
| ring any bells? | |
| Cramer pushes one of his big red buttons, and we hear the | |
| sounds of SHRIEKING. Pepper shuts it off as she talks on | |
| the phone and heads out to. | |
| 81 INT. TONY’S LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS - DAY 81 | |
| Pepper clicks on her headset. | |
| COULSON (O.S.) | |
| Hello. This is Agent Coulson with | |
| Strategic Homeland Inter- | |
| PEPPER | |
| (cutting him off) | |
| Yes. I remember. What can I do for | |
| you? | |
| 73. | |
| INTERCUT - PHIL COULSON’S OFFICE - SAME TIME | |
| A plain government-issue office. On his desk, newspapers | |
| with headlines: “STARK RAVING MAD?” “STARK LUNACY”. | |
| COULSON | |
| I’ve left a number of messages | |
| trying to get something on the | |
| books with Mr. Stark. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I know this is a priority for him. | |
| The next few weeks are a bit up in | |
| the air and I can’t set | |
| appointments without speaking with | |
| him first. | |
| COULSON | |
| Do you know when you will be | |
| speaking with him again? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Not Sure. | |
| INTERCUT - TONY’S LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME | |
| Pepper is interrupted by the intercom. It’s Tony-- | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| Pepper? How big are your hands? | |
| COULSON | |
| What was that? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Agent Coulson, I really have to go. | |
| Let me get back to you later. | |
| 74. | |
| She hangs up. | |
| PEPPER | |
| (then to the vox) | |
| What? | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| How big are your hands? | |
| PEPPER | |
| I don’t under-- | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| -- just get down here. | |
| 82 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - SECONDS LATER - DAY 82 | |
| Dim and unsettling. She finds Tony shirtless in a chair, | |
| she sees his chest device for the first time and steels | |
| herself. | |
| TONY | |
| Show me your hands. | |
| PEPPER | |
| What? | |
| TONY | |
| Just show me your hands. | |
| She does. | |
| TONY (CONT’D) | |
| Perfect, they’re small. I need you | |
| to help me. | |
| 75. | |
| PEPPER | |
| (re: heart) | |
| So that’s the thing that’s keeping | |
| you alive. | |
| TONY | |
| That’s the thing that was keeping | |
| me alive. It is now an antique. | |
| This is what will be keeping me | |
| alive for the foreseeable future. | |
| He hold up the newly fabricated, higher tech replacement | |
| chest piece. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Amazing. | |
| TONY | |
| I’m going to swap them out and | |
| switch all functions to the new | |
| unit. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Is it safe? | |
| TONY | |
| Completely. First I need you to | |
| reach in and-- | |
| PEPPER | |
| (off-put) | |
| Reach in to where? | |
| TONY | |
| The socket. | |
| 76. | |
| PEPPER | |
| What socket? | |
| TONY | |
| The chest socket. Listen carefully, | |
| because we have to do this in a | |
| matter of minutes. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Or else what? | |
| TONY | |
| I can go into cardiac arrest. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I thought you said it was safe. | |
| TONY | |
| I didn’t want you to panic. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Oh my god-- | |
| TONY | |
| Stay with me. I need you to relieve | |
| the pressure on my myocardial | |
| nerve. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I don’t know how to do that. | |
| TONY | |
| 77. | |
| I’m telling you. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Sorry-- | |
| TONY | |
| Listen. I’m going to lift off the | |
| old chest piece-- | |
| PEPPER | |
| Won’t that make you die? | |
| TONY | |
| Not immediately. When I lift it off | |
| I need you to reach into the socket | |
| as far as your hand can fit and | |
| gently move the housing away from | |
| my heart. Do you know which | |
| direction that is? | |
| PEPPER | |
| To the right. | |
| TONY | |
| To my right. Your left. | |
| PEPPER | |
| To the left. | |
| TONY | |
| Right. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Left. | |
| 78. | |
| TONY | |
| Right. Left. | |
| Pepper begins to reach in. | |
| PEPPER | |
| How deep does this go? | |
| TONY | |
| Keep going. | |
| She reaches uncomfortably deep. | |
| TONY (CONT'D) | |
| That’s it. Deeper. Now press. Yes. | |
| It’s releasing. | |
| She pulls her hand out covered in a nasty pink slime. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Ew!!! Pus! | |
| TONY | |
| It’s not pus. It’s an inorganic | |
| plasmic discharge. It’s from the | |
| device, not my body. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Well it smells. Am I done? | |
| TONY | |
| Yes. Thank you. | |
| PEPPER | |
| 79. | |
| Can I wash my hands now? | |
| She walks to the sink as Tony drops a drain into the | |
| opening. | |
| TONY | |
| The new unit is much more | |
| efficient. This shouldn’t happen | |
| again. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Good, cause it’s not in my job | |
| description. | |
| TONY | |
| It is now. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I don’t suppose you want to go over | |
| things? | |
| The robot arm sets in the new heart piece. | |
| TONY | |
| Can it at least wait until I | |
| install my new untested ground- | |
| breaking self-contained power | |
| source and lifesaving device | |
| prototype? | |
| PEPPER | |
| I suppose. | |
| She examines the old chest piece. | |
| TONY | |
| Throw that thing out. | |
| 80. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Don’t you want to save it? | |
| TONY | |
| Why? It’s antiquated. | |
| PEPPER | |
| You made it out of spare parts in a | |
| dungeon. It saved your life. | |
| Doesn’t it at least have some | |
| nostalgic value? | |
| TONY | |
| Pepper. I have been called many | |
| things. Nostalgic is not one of | |
| them. | |
| The new chest lights brightly. | |
| TONY (CONT’D) | |
| There. Good as new. Thank you. | |
| PEPPER | |
| You’re welcome. Can I ask you a | |
| favor? | |
| TONY | |
| Shoot. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I don’t do well under that kind of | |
| pressure. If you need someone to do | |
| something like that again, get | |
| somebody else. | |
| 81. | |
| TONY | |
| I don’t have anyone else. | |
| They share a rare moment without words. A smile? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Will that be all, Mr. Stark? | |
| TONY | |
| That will be all, Ms. Potts. | |
| She exits. He watches, then stands up. | |
| A83 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - DAYS LATER - DAY A83 | |
| Sketches and diagrams splayed on the worktable. Tony | |
| finishes soldering work on two sculpted metal boots. | |
| Monitors flicker behind him, the robot arm “looks” over his | |
| shoulder. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Still having trouble walking, Sir? | |
| TONY | |
| These aren’t for walking. | |
| 84 INT. TONY`S WORKSHOP - NEW ANGLE - LATER - DAY 84 | |
| Tony, finishes marking a ‘test circle’ with pieces of tape. | |
| He’s now wearing the boots, wired to a chest ‘bandolier’. | |
| TONY | |
| Ready to record the big moment, | |
| Jarvis? | |
| JARVIS | |
| 82. | |
| All sensors ready, Sir. | |
| TONY | |
| We’ll start off easy. Ten percent. | |
| Tony activates hand-controlled joysticks. He shoots up, | |
| flips over and out of frame. Crashes. After a beat-- | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| That flight yielded excellent data, | |
| Sir. | |
| TONY | |
| Great. I, uhh, think I know what | |
| this needs. | |
| 85 INT. HANGAR - EDWARDS A.F.B. - DAY 85 | |
| Rhodey paces before an F-22 and a Global Hawk drone. | |
| Student Pilots are assembled before him. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Manned or unmanned, which is the | |
| future of air combat? For my money, | |
| no drone, no computer will ever | |
| trump a pilot’s instincts. His | |
| reflexes, his judgement-- | |
| A VOICE chimes in from the depths-- | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| Why not take it a step further? | |
| NEW ANGLE | |
| Tony’s been watching from the shadows. | |
| TONY | |
| 83. | |
| Why not-- a pilot without the | |
| plane? | |
| RHODEY | |
| That I’d like to see. (then) Look | |
| who fell out of the sky-- | |
| TONY | |
| (to the pilots) | |
| Who wants to take these apart and | |
| put them back together? | |
| RHODEY | |
| (to the pilots) | |
| All right -- let’s wrap it up. | |
| Tony walks to Rhodey as the pilots trickle out, buzzing and | |
| stealing looks at Tony. | |
| RHODEY | |
| I didn’t think I’d be seeing you | |
| for a while. | |
| TONY | |
| Why not? | |
| RHODEY | |
| Figured you’d need a little time. | |
| TONY | |
| Why does everybody think I need | |
| time? | |
| RHODEY | |
| You’ve been through a lot, thought | |
| you should get your head straight. | |
| 84. | |
| TONY | |
| I’ve got it straight. And I’m back | |
| to work. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Really? | |
| TONY | |
| I’m onto something big. I want you | |
| to be a part of it. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Lot of people around here will be | |
| happy to hear that. What you said | |
| at that press conference really | |
| threw everyone. | |
| TONY | |
| I mean what I said. | |
| RHODEY | |
| No you don’t. You took a bad hit. | |
| It spun you around. | |
| It hangs. Then-- | |
| TONY | |
| Maybe I do need a little time. | |
| RHODEY | |
| All right then. Good seeing you. | |
| TONY | |
| Likewise. | |
| 85. | |
| Tony walks from the hangar. Rhodey watches him go. | |
| 86 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - DAYS LATER - NIGHT 86 | |
| Tony tests out the prototype of a gauntlet. Clips the | |
| gauntlet wires to the chest bandolier. He extends his arm, | |
| lets off a burst of RT from his palm, it tips over a | |
| toolbox, scattering wrenches. Pepper, who’s been watching | |
| in the b.g., approaches. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Thought you were done with weapons. | |
| TONY | |
| It’s a flight-stabilizer. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Well, watch where you’re pointing | |
| your “fight-stabilizer”, would you? | |
| (then) | |
| Obadiah’s upstairs -should I tell | |
| him you’re in? | |
| TONY | |
| Be right up. | |
| She leaves a small package on a worktable and departs. Tony | |
| turns, spotting the box. Intrigued, he tears it open to | |
| find his old chest-device, mounted in Lucite, glowing | |
| faintly. It’s inscribed: PROOF THAT TONY STARK HAS A HEART- | |
| - | |
| He smiles. | |
| 87 INT. TONY’S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 87 | |
| 86. | |
| Obadiah sets a pizza down on the table. Tony paces, full of | |
| manic energy. | |
| TONY | |
| This -- this is the big-big idea. | |
| It can pull the company in a whole | |
| new direction. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| That’s great. Get me the design as | |
| soon as you can. We’ve got a hungry | |
| production line that knock out a | |
| prototype in days. | |
| Tony looks at Obadiah, getting emotional. | |
| TONY | |
| You know, I had a moment there | |
| where I was reluctant but I know | |
| now I made the best decision. I | |
| feel like I’m doing something-- | |
| right, finally. | |
| (meaning it) | |
| Thank you for supporting me in | |
| this. | |
| Obadiah nods, touched, then -- | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Listen, I have something to talk to | |
| you about. I really wish you’d | |
| attended the last board meeting | |
| like I asked you to. | |
| TONY | |
| I know, I’m sorry. What did I miss? | |
| OBADIAH | |
| The board’s filed an injunction | |
| against you. | |
| 87. | |
| TONY | |
| What? | |
| OBADIAH | |
| They claim you’re unfit to run the | |
| company and want to lock you out. | |
| TONY | |
| How the hell can they do that? It’s | |
| my name on the building! My ideas | |
| that drive that company. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| They’re going to try. We’ll fight | |
| them, of course. | |
| TONY | |
| With the amount of stocks we own I | |
| thought we controlled the company. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| I don’t know. Somehow they pulled | |
| enough votes together. Listen, the | |
| world doesn’t share your vision, | |
| Tony. The more people have to lose, | |
| the more frightened they are of new | |
| ideas. | |
| He pours two drinks. Tony declines. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Now listen, I don’t want you to get | |
| all in knots. You know how many | |
| times I protected your father from | |
| the wolves? | |
| Tony nods, still troubled. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| 88. | |
| Get back to your lab and work some | |
| magic. You let me handle the board. | |
| Oh and Tony, no more press | |
| conferences. | |
| 88 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - DAYS LATER - DAY 88 | |
| Tony’s suit is now comprised of a stabilizer belt, | |
| partially- chromed propulsion boots and the Mark II | |
| gauntlets. Everything connected by tubing and wires, he | |
| looks like a crazy science experiment. | |
| Tony fires up the boots, hovers. Then he fires the gloves | |
| to stabilize. Weaving, tilting. He “surfs” mid-air, trying | |
| to maintain balance, slowly getting the hang of it. | |
| Then he ventures forward, moving along the expanse of the | |
| lab. Dodging pieces of equipment, his car collection, a few | |
| near misses but he maintains control. Debris and objects | |
| are blown from tables from the propulsive force. | |
| The joy of flight. | |
| TONY | |
| Nothing to it-- | |
| He cuts the propulsion and lands. Looks to Jarvis. | |
| TONY | |
| All right. Let’s get to work. | |
| We PULL BACK out of a dark hole in the chest-plate of | |
| Tony’s original gray armor and show the whole battered | |
| suit, being pieced together by Raza’s men. Then we -- | |
| 89 INT. TENT - NIGHT 89 | |
| Raza, his face healed now, watching the armor coming | |
| together, mesmerized. | |
| 89. | |
| 90 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - A WEEK LATER - NIGHT 90 | |
| A humanoid form walks out, shrouded in shadow. Then, | |
| ceiling lights CLUNK on, one-by-one, revealing -- | |
| CLOSER - DIFFERENT ANGLES | |
| Powerful scaly arms and legs. Steel vertebrae. The intense | |
| glow of Tony’s RT “heart” through the chestpiece. | |
| Ailerons and air brakes pop up as Tony moves his head and | |
| arms, “stretching”, getting the feel for his new body. | |
| The helmet, its intrepid, steely gaze boring into us. | |
| Now we see the full-on Mark II suit, its seams and rivets | |
| still visible. The suit HUMS as it powers up. | |
| TONY | |
| Standby for calibration. | |
| The gauntlets and boots fire up, and Tony rises. Suddenly-- | |
| TONY | |
| Whoa-- | |
| He loses balance, falls back onto the hood of his Saleen, | |
| crushing it. The ALARM goes off. Tony kills the alarm with | |
| a blast of RT. | |
| TONY | |
| We should take this outside. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| I must strongly caution against | |
| that. There are terabytes of | |
| calculations still needed -- | |
| TONY | |
| We’ll do them in-flight. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| 90. | |
| Sir, the suit has not even passed a | |
| basic wind-tunnel test. | |
| TONY | |
| That’s why you’re coming with me. | |
| TONY’S POV - THE “HEADS-UP DISPLAY” | |
| The HUD comes alive as Jarvis “loads” into the suit’s on- | |
| board system. | |
| Tony fires boots and gauntlets again. He hovers, floating | |
| along the workshop’s driveway. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| I suggest you allow me to employ | |
| Directive Four. | |
| TONY | |
| Never interrupt me while I’m with a | |
| beautiful woman? | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| That’s Directive Six. Directive | |
| Four: use any and all means to | |
| protect your life should you be | |
| incapable of doing so. | |
| TONY | |
| Whatever floats you, Jarvis. | |
| 91 EXT. SKY - NIGHT 91 | |
| Tony tumbles around the sky, trying to control his flight. | |
| 92 INT. IRON MAN SUIT - NIGHT 92 | |
| 91. | |
| TONY’S POV: his “display” glows in front of us: altitude, | |
| power, vital signs. Beyond that the live horizon spins and | |
| jiggles out of control. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 93 EXT. SKY - NIGHT 93 | |
| Tony tucks his arms and legs tight, thrusts his chest, | |
| eventually finding the Delta Pose. And suddenly he’s in | |
| control. He pulls a few turns, and swishes along the ribbon | |
| of headlights on the PCH. | |
| Then he carves a turn out over the ocean, dives. Whooping | |
| like a kid on a coaster. | |
| The waves flash by fifty feet below and returning to shore, | |
| he arcs into a high performance climb, passing the Santa | |
| Monica Pier and sees a Kid on the Ferris wheel spotting | |
| him. Eyes wide -- | |
| FLASH TO - KID’S POV: as Iron Man zips past. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 94 EXT. SKY FROM ABOVE A CLOUD - NIGHT 94 | |
| A glow, then Tony shoots out and keeps ascending; a steel | |
| Icarus reaching for the heavens. | |
| CLOSE ON - TONY’S MASK: ice crystals forming. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Power: fifteen percent. Recommend | |
| you descend and re-charge, Sir. | |
| But Tony isn’t listening. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Acknowledge, Mr. Stark-- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 92. | |
| Tony, intoxicated, as the moon beckons, impossibly bright. | |
| TONY’S DISPLAY: as all indicators begin flashing red. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Power at five percent. Threshold | |
| breached -- | |
| A POP then everything goes dark. Tony is yanked from his | |
| reverie. His display flashes: “SYSTEM SHUT-DOWN”. | |
| TONY | |
| Uhh, Jarvis? JARVIS --? | |
| The glow gone from his chest, the suit a dead hull. The | |
| world starts to pinwheel outside. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Tony, plummeting back to Earth in a free fall. Piercing the | |
| clouds, surging towards the L.A. grid. | |
| TONY | |
| STATUS, STATUS! REBOOT -- | |
| Then: another POP, and a SURGE. The heads-up display | |
| flickers back to life, the suit’s power returns. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Temporary power restored. Descend | |
| immediately. | |
| Tony works the boosters, to get the suit back under | |
| control. | |
| TONY | |
| Jarvis, I think we need to chat | |
| about, uh, Directive Four. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| 93. | |
| May I remind you, the suit feeds | |
| off the same power source as your | |
| life-support. A zero-drain of RT | |
| will likely kill you. | |
| TONY | |
| You’re a downer, Jarvis. But I | |
| appreciate the heads-up. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Tony, as he descends towards his estate grounds. He | |
| attempts an elegant landing stance, but can’t quite hold it | |
| -- | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Shall I take over? | |
| TONY | |
| No, I got it, I got it -- | |
| He punches through the roof of his mansion. | |
| 95 INT. TONY’S LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT 95 | |
| He plunges through the foyer ceiling-- | |
| 96 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT 96 | |
| And crashes through the ceiling of his garage, smashing the | |
| Shelby Cobra which is parked next to the damaged Saleen. | |
| He unlatches his helmet and yanks it off, all the CAR | |
| ALARMS blaring around him. | |
| TONY | |
| Perfect. Let’s do some upgrades. | |
| 94. | |
| 97 INT. LAB - LATER 97 | |
| Tony’s out of the suit, which hangs nearby. He’s jazzed up, | |
| typing fast on his terminal. | |
| The screens are alive with scrolling data, graphics and | |
| diagnostic tests. The plasma TV is on low in the b.g. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| That was quite dangerous, Sir. | |
| Might I remind you, if the suit | |
| loses power, so does your heart. | |
| TONY | |
| Yeah, and it doesn’t have a seat | |
| belt either. A few issues: main | |
| transducer felt sluggish at plus | |
| forty altitude. Same goes for hull | |
| pressurization. I’m thinking icing | |
| might be a factor. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| The suit isn’t rated for high | |
| altitude. You’re expending eight | |
| percent power just heating and | |
| pressurizing. | |
| TONY | |
| Re-configure using the gold- | |
| titanium alloy from the Seraphim | |
| Tactical Satellite. It should | |
| ensure fuselage integrity to 50 | |
| thousand feet, while maintaining | |
| power-to-weight ratio. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Shall I render, utilizing proposed | |
| specifications? | |
| TONY | |
| 95. | |
| Wow me. | |
| On the center screen, the Mark III prototype is being | |
| “built” by Jarvis. | |
| The final product appears: an all-gold version of the Mark | |
| III. Tony regards it. | |
| TONY | |
| Hm. Bit ostentatious, don’t you | |
| think? | |
| He looks over at -- | |
| His hot-rod and motorcycle. | |
| TONY | |
| Add a little red, would you? | |
| Tony’s distracted by the TV. Local entertainment Reporter | |
| standing outside Disney Hall. He grabs a remote, turns it | |
| up. | |
| REPORTER (ON TV) | |
| Tonight’s Red-Hot Red Carpet is | |
| here at the Walt Disney Concert | |
| Hall, where Tony Stark’s third | |
| annual benefit for the Firefighter | |
| Family Fund has become the go-to | |
| charity gala on L.A.’s high-society | |
| calendar. But this great cause is | |
| only part of the story-- | |
| The lab begins springing alive as Jarvis preps the various | |
| machinery. | |
| REPORTER (ON TV) | |
| --the man whose name graces the | |
| gold-lettered invitations hasn’t | |
| been seen in public since his | |
| highly controversial press | |
| conference, and rumors abound. Some | |
| say Stark is suffering from post | |
| traumatic stress and hasn’t left | |
| his bed in weeks. | |
| 96. | |
| Tony returns his attention to the -- | |
| COMPUTER MONITOR: the red and gold Mark III revealed. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| The work could take till morning to | |
| complete, Sir. | |
| TONY | |
| Good. I should come up for air | |
| anyway. | |
| As Tony exits, the Mark III factory gets to work. | |
| A SIGN: “FIREFIGHTERS FAMILY FUND...” | |
| 98 EXT. DISNEY CONCERT HALL - NIGHT 98 | |
| A fire-truck is parked outside. Obadiah poses for photos on | |
| the red carpet. The crowd is a mix of kingmakers, pols and | |
| Generals -- along with celebs and stars. | |
| Suddenly, all the cameras swing over to Tony, decked out, | |
| exiting his Audi R8. He sees a white-haired man in a red | |
| smoking jacket, drowning between three hot Women. Tony | |
| slaps him on the back. | |
| TONY | |
| Eyyy, there he is. My man! | |
| The man turns, it’s not Hugh Hefner, but Stan Lee. | |
| TONY | |
| Sorry, thought you were someone | |
| else. | |
| Tony strides up to Obadiah, puts his arm around him and | |
| poses for photos. | |
| 97. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| What are you doing here? I thought | |
| you were going to lay low. | |
| TONY | |
| It’s time to start showing my face | |
| again. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Let’s just take it slow, okay. I | |
| got the board right where we want | |
| them. | |
| TONY | |
| Great. | |
| Tony doesn’t want to talk to them. | |
| TONY | |
| See ya inside. | |
| (smile) | |
| Lots to talk about. | |
| He heads inside. | |
| 99 INT. DISNEY CONCERT HALL - NIGHT 99 | |
| A classy band and polite dancing. We TRACK IN on Tony at | |
| the bar, passing Patrons whispering and flicking glances. | |
| MAN (O.S.) | |
| Mr. Stark. | |
| He turns to find Phil Coulson, all business. | |
| COULSON | |
| Agent Coulson. | |
| 98. | |
| TONY | |
| Oh-- was I supposed to meet you | |
| here? | |
| COULSON | |
| No, but you haven’t been returning | |
| my calls. This is serious, we need | |
| to get something on the books or | |
| I’ll have to go official on you. | |
| Tony sees Pepper coming down the stairs. She looks stunning | |
| in a classic gown. | |
| TONY | |
| Yes, you’re right. I’m going to | |
| handle this right now. Let me check | |
| with my assistant. | |
| Tony beelines for Pepper. She’s surprised to see him. | |
| TONY | |
| Miss Potts -- can I have five | |
| minutes? You look-- you look like | |
| should always wear that dress. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Thanks. It was a birthday present-- | |
| from you. | |
| TONY | |
| I have great taste. Care to dance? | |
| Tony takes her hand and whisks her onto the dance floor. | |
| Tony and Pepper dance, looking good together. Natural. | |
| TONY | |
| 99. | |
| I’m sorry. Am I making you | |
| uncomfortable? You seem very | |
| uncomfortable. | |
| PEPPER | |
| No, I always forget to wear | |
| deodorant and dance with my boss in | |
| front of everyone I’ve ever worked | |
| with in a chiffon dress. | |
| TONY | |
| Would it help if I fired you? | |
| PEPPER | |
| You wouldn’t last a week without | |
| me. | |
| TONY | |
| I’m not so sure. | |
| PEPPER | |
| What’s your Social Security number? | |
| TONY | |
| (smiles) | |
| Uh-- | |
| PEPPER | |
| 119-64-5484 | |
| Off a shared smile we-- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 100. | |
| 100 EXT. DISNEY CONCERT HALL VERANDA - NIGHT 100 | |
| Tony and Pepper under the stars, close together. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I’m sorry I was so uncomfortable. I | |
| hate being the center of attention | |
| like that and that’s why this one | |
| time in high school when I was | |
| supposed to be in a play-- no, | |
| never mind-- but you know that’s | |
| why I never like, wanted to have a | |
| big wedding-- you know, because I | |
| thought everyone would be looking | |
| at me wearing a dress. Oh, no, no-- | |
| I’m not saying, like, “wedding.” | |
| No, not like that. I’m just saying, | |
| you know-- | |
| He plants one on her. She gets quiet. They both do. Then-- | |
| TONY | |
| Can I get you another glass of | |
| wine? | |
| PEPPER | |
| A vodka martini, extra dry, with | |
| extra olives as soon as possible. | |
| TONY | |
| Okay. | |
| He goes, then is stopped. | |
| PEPPER | |
| And, Tony-- | |
| TONY | |
| (waits) | |
| PEPPER | |
| 101. | |
| I’m not a cheeseburger. | |
| TONY | |
| (smiles) | |
| No. You’re not a cheeseburger. | |
| He goes. She flushes. | |
| 101 INT. DISNEY CONCERT HALL - NIGHT 101 | |
| The party going full tilt. Tony takes two drinks from the | |
| Bartender. Turns to find himself face-to-face with -- | |
| The reporter, Christine. The one-night stand he can’t | |
| escape. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Mr. Stark! I was hoping I could get | |
| that reaction from you. | |
| TONY | |
| How’s panic? | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| I was referring to your company’s | |
| involvement in this latest | |
| atrocity. | |
| TONY | |
| Hey, they just put my name on the | |
| invitations -- | |
| She thrusts a dossier of photos out to him. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Is this what you call | |
| accountability? | |
| 102. | |
| He looks at the photos, going stone-faced. | |
| TONY | |
| When were these taken? | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Yesterday. Good P.R. move, you tell | |
| the world you’re a changed man, | |
| even I believed you. | |
| THE PHOTOS: victorious insurgents, the Ten Rings insignia | |
| on their vehicles, clutch Stark machine guns, RPGs. Behind, | |
| a town burns, bodies strewn. | |
| A photo of civilians being marched in rows, pre-execution, | |
| Stark weapons trained at their backs. | |
| TONY | |
| I didn’t approve this shipment. | |
| CHRISTINE | |
| Well your company did. | |
| TONY | |
| Come with me. | |
| He leaves, making a bee line for-- | |
| 102 EXT. DISNEY CONCERT HALL - MINUTES LATER - NIGHT 102 | |
| Tony strides out to the red-carpet paparazzi. | |
| TONY | |
| I made some promises I’m not going | |
| to be able to keep. I suggest you | |
| pull all your money out of Stark | |
| Industries immediately -- | |
| 103. | |
| Obadiah is suddenly there, steering Tony up the entrance | |
| stairs. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Is this like a tick for you? | |
| Whenever you have a feeling, you | |
| start going to all the people who | |
| don’t trust you, who don’t protect | |
| you. They’re going to put a spin on | |
| everything you say. | |
| TONY | |
| Wait a minute. I got to ask you | |
| something. I’m dead serious about | |
| this. I’m not kidding. Am I losing | |
| my mind or is Pepper really cute? | |
| Do you think she’s attractive and | |
| interesting, or is it just that her | |
| hair is down? I’ve been out of the | |
| game for a while. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Are you out of your mind. You’re | |
| messing with the “guys in the | |
| rooms”, we’re talking about billion | |
| dollar interests, the world order - | |
| - | |
| TONY | |
| I’m not worried about that right | |
| now -- | |
| OBADIAH | |
| -- you should be. You’ll disappear. | |
| I can’t protect you against people | |
| like that --? | |
| The Paparazzi has snuck up on them, snapping photos. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| DO YOU MIND? | |
| 104. | |
| They go further up the stairs. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Tony don’t be so naive -- | |
| TONY | |
| -- naive? I was naive before, when | |
| I was growing up and they told me | |
| don’t ever cross this line, this is | |
| how we do business. In the meantime | |
| we’re double-dealing under the | |
| table. We don’t even deserve to | |
| represent the United States -- | |
| OBADIAH | |
| -- Tony, you’re a child --! | |
| TONY | |
| -- you don’t believe I can turn | |
| this company around, do you --? | |
| OBADIAH | |
| -- you’ve got about as much control | |
| over things as a child riding in | |
| the backseat of your father’s car | |
| with a red plastic steering wheel | |
| in your hand. | |
| TONY | |
| Maybe I’ll just get out of the car. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| You’re not even allowed in the car. | |
| (then) | |
| I’m the one who’s filing the | |
| injunction against you. | |
| 105. | |
| Tony is shell-shocked. Then, he goes after Obadiah. They | |
| jostle and Obadiah backs off as Tony goes ballistic. The | |
| paparazzi snap photos. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| It’s the only way I could protect | |
| you. | |
| Aki (from earlier) and several Obadiah’s Men, smiling, but | |
| steely-eyed, step in to prevent Tony from following Obadiah | |
| to his waiting car. | |
| TONY | |
| (yelling after Obadiah) | |
| This is going to stop. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 103 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - NIGHT 103 | |
| Tony, wearing a Mark III gauntlet, wired to his RT chest- | |
| piece, turns a screwdriver to adjust the power. | |
| On the wall beside him a flat screen TV: live war footage, | |
| refugees huddled. The bottom crawl reads, “BREAKING NEWS - | |
| TRAGEDY IN GULMIRA.” | |
| TV REPORTER’S VOICE the ten mile drive to the outskirts of | |
| Gulmira can only be described as a descent into Hell, into | |
| a modern-day Heart of Darkness. | |
| Simple farmers and herders, from peaceful villages, driven | |
| from their homes at the butt of Western rifles and the | |
| turrets of modern tanks. Displaced from their lands by | |
| Warlords and insurgent groups emboldened by their newfound | |
| power, a power fueled by high-tech weapons easily purchased | |
| with Poppy money on the black market and further | |
| destabilizing a fragile region which for decades has been a | |
| tinderbox of tribal feuding and ethnic hatred. | |
| Tony aims the gauntlet at some light fixtures. Gives them | |
| an RT blast. They spark and fall from the ceiling. | |
| TV REPORTER’S VOICE (CONT’D) | |
| 106. | |
| The villagers have taken shelter in | |
| whatever crude dwellings they can | |
| find -- in the ruins of other razed | |
| villages, in the cold barren | |
| scrublands, or in the remnants of | |
| an old Soviet smelting plant. Our | |
| translator relayed to us one human | |
| tragedy after another. | |
| A seven year old boy, thin as a scarecrow,clutching | |
| yellowed photographs and holding them out to anyone who | |
| would stop, with a child’s simple question: where are my | |
| mother and father? | |
| A woman, begging for news of her husband, who’d been | |
| kidnapped by insurgents, either forced to join their | |
| militia, or to be shot without reason. | |
| Tony adjusts the gauntlet again, raising the power level. | |
| Blasts a window in the lab, shattering the glass and | |
| knocking a painting off the wall. | |
| TV REPORTER’S VOICE (CONT’D) | |
| With no political will or | |
| international pressure, there is | |
| little hope for these newly-formed | |
| refugees. Refugees who can only | |
| wonder one thing: is the world | |
| watching? | |
| A final adjustment. Another RT blast, this time Tony wipes | |
| out the plasma TV screen. | |
| 104 INT. TONY`S WORKSHOP NEW ANGLE - MINUTES LATER 104 | |
| Pepper enters, regards the destruction, the massive hole in | |
| the ceiling, then Tony. He is stoic. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Are you going to tell me what’s | |
| going on? | |
| TONY | |
| (never looking at her) | |
| 107. | |
| Get my house in Dubai ready. I want | |
| to throw a party. | |
| She’s flustered by his abrupt tone. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Yes. Mr. Stark. | |
| 105 EXT. DUBAI SKYLINE - ESTABLISHING - STOCK FOOTAGE - DUSK 105 | |
| 106 EXT. TONY’S DUBAI VILLA - DUSK 106 | |
| Festively lit up, music cranking. Expensive cars pulling | |
| up, valets scurrying. Beautiful people everywhere. | |
| 107 INT. DUBAI VILLA - SAME TIME - DUSK 107 | |
| Tony weaves through glitzy guests, saying hello, shaking | |
| hands, slapping shoulders. | |
| TYCOON | |
| Tony! You never said what is the | |
| big occasion? | |
| TONY | |
| Ever known me to need one? | |
| The Tycoon laughs, as Tony keeps moving. | |
| 108 EXT. TONY’S DUBAI VILLA - POOLSIDE - HOURS LATER - NIGHT 108 | |
| The party in full tilt now. Guests dancing everywhere, or | |
| splashing around in the pool. | |
| Tony moves along, arm-in-arm with two exotic beauties | |
| (DUBAI BEAUTY #1 & DUBAI BEAUTY #2). Pepper approaches him. | |
| 108. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Well you seem back in old form. | |
| TONY | |
| Life of the party -- isn’t that | |
| what everyone wanted? | |
| (then) | |
| Cue the fireworks in five, would | |
| you? | |
| DUBAI BEAUTY #1 | |
| Kinky! | |
| He stumbles towards the house with the two giggling women | |
| PEPPER | |
| Sure. | |
| (with edge) | |
| Don’t hurt yourself. | |
| 109 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - TONY’S DUBAI VILLA - MINUTES LATER - 109 | |
| NIGHT | |
| The Dubai beauties tumble onto the huge bed. | |
| TONY | |
| I’ll be right back. Why don’t you | |
| two get started without me. | |
| They laugh and he checks his watch, then slips out a side | |
| door, instantly sober. | |
| 110 EXT. TONY’S DUBAI VILLA - POOLSIDE - MINUTES LATER - NIGHT 110 | |
| Guests congregate, watching the massive fireworks show. The | |
| HISS and BOOM of launching and bursting rockets. | |
| NEW ANGLE - PEPPER | |
| 109. | |
| Alone, staring off. She spots a streaking ‘rocket’, but | |
| unlike the others, it disappears without exploding. | |
| CLOSER - FIREWORKS: heavy concussion, lighting up the sky. | |
| 111 EXT. SKY - DAWN 111 | |
| Tony flying against the backdrop of rising dawn. Peaceful. | |
| SMASH CUT TO: | |
| 112 EXT. GULMIRA - DAY 112 | |
| A mortar explodes in our face. | |
| Smoke drifts away revealing a terrified MOTHER and her FOUR | |
| KIDS huddled in a cave-like crawlspace. She doesn’t have | |
| enough arms to cover them all. | |
| THEIR POV - OF ‘ALLEY’ OUTSIDE: an abandoned industrial | |
| facility. GUNFIRE, SCREAMING. | |
| In the distance ragged tents and shanties are beset upon by | |
| black clad Irregular Forces, firing and burning and | |
| destroying. | |
| Soldiers toss grenades into rat holes. Hunter-killer teams | |
| fire at offscreen targets then smile with satisfaction. | |
| The oldest of the four kids in the crawlspace darts out | |
| into the alley, frantically calling -- | |
| KID | |
| Arto! ARTO! | |
| On his way back he’s surprised by a four man hunter-killer | |
| team. They shout at him to drop the puppy, but he won’t. | |
| The men cock their guns, briefly distracted by a strange | |
| rocket-streak in the sky. | |
| Never mind, they take aim on the boy, and are about to fire | |
| when IRON MAN lands before them, slamming his fist to the | |
| ground in the classic Granov fist smash. | |
| 110. | |
| With a single RT blast the Soldiers are thrown fifty yards. | |
| Tony scoops up the Kid, with the barking mutt in his arms, | |
| and they take off. | |
| NEW ANGLE - CRAWLSPACE | |
| Iron Man drops down, delivering Kid and dog back to safety. | |
| The Kid, ignoring his mother’s protests, darts back out to | |
| watch Iron Man. He sees a soldier flying like a ragdoll | |
| from behind a heap of bricks. | |
| The Boy moves for a better view and sees Iron Man in full | |
| terrible glory, deflecting withering fire while laying | |
| waste to a cluster of militants with his fists and bursts | |
| of RT. | |
| Refugees slowly emerge from their cover, stunned to watch | |
| Soldiers retreating in fear. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Raza, his wounds healed like papier-mâché, observing his | |
| retreating men from a command post. He grabs a rifle, steps | |
| through a building, and spots Iron Man, in the distance, | |
| throwing a Soldier through a wall. | |
| Raza scrunches into nook, riveted. | |
| NEW ANGLE - IRON MAN | |
| Picks a Soldier up, who’s about to fire an RPG. Holds an RT | |
| palm to the man’s face. | |
| SOLDIER | |
| (shuddering in terror) | |
| Geneva Convention! Article Three! | |
| Geneva Convention -- | |
| Tony disarms the soldier, tosses him down. The Soldier | |
| scrambles away for his life. | |
| Suddenly Tony is jarred by a sniper’s bullet. | |
| 113 INT. TONY’S SUIT - SAME TIME 113 | |
| A thermal silhouette of a rooftop sniper. Tony fires RT, | |
| but “OUT OF RANGE” flashes. | |
| 111. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Tony is hit again. He spots a Jeep wheel and grabs it. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Calculations cascade across Tony’s display, culminating in | |
| a hyperbolic arc with a blinking target. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Full view of Tony as he whips the wheel like a discus. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| The Sniper, as he’s hit and flies off the roof. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Tony, turning, intrepid -- he’s ready to mop up the rest. | |
| 114 INT. CENTRAL AIR OPS CTR - EDWARDS AFB - SAME TIME - NIGHT 114 | |
| In the glow of consoles, and on huge SCREENS, Officers | |
| watch grainy satellite views of the action on the ground. | |
| SCREENS: A vague figure moving through the battle haze and | |
| smoke. Flying, blasting, Insurgents fleeing. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN (50s) enters the CAOC, taking in the Images. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| Are we in there? | |
| OFFICER | |
| Negative, it’s a local skirmish, | |
| green-on-green. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| (scrutinizing the | |
| screens) | |
| Anyone want to tell me what the | |
| hell I’m looking at? | |
| 112. | |
| OFFICER | |
| A drone? An advanced robotic? We | |
| don’t know what it is, Sir. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| Get someone down here from Weapons | |
| Development -- now. | |
| 115 EXT. GULMIRA - SAME TIME - DAY 115 | |
| Emboldened Refugees emerge from hiding in droves, when a | |
| tank shell blasts the building next to Tony. He staggers. | |
| The tank rolls towards him smashing makeshift hovels. | |
| Tony gets to his feet, squares off with the tank, its | |
| turret zeroing on him. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Tony’s H.U.D.: switching to a schematic overlay of the | |
| Stark- designed tank. He identifies its weak spot, then -- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| A forearm panel pops open on Tony’s suit, revealing a mini- | |
| missile pod. He fires and the missile nails the weak spot. | |
| A chain reaction, then the tank explodes, raining debris. | |
| Then Tony is surprised from behind. He whirls, brandishing | |
| his glowing palm. | |
| But it’s only the little Boy from earlier, holding an apple | |
| out to him. | |
| He musses the boy’s hair, waves and takes off. The Kid | |
| watches in awe. | |
| ANGLE ON - RAZA | |
| Like a rat hiding in a crawlspace. He dials on a Sat-Phone, | |
| watching as Iron Man flies below the rafters. | |
| RAZA | |
| (subtitled) | |
| Put me through to the boss. | |
| 113. | |
| ANGLE ON - REFUGEES | |
| Cheering faces as Tony does a low pass over them, and | |
| climbs into the sky. | |
| The battlefield smolders below as Tony rises to the clouds. | |
| 116 INT. TONY’S SUIT - SAME TIME - DAY 116 | |
| TONY | |
| Jarvis, plot a course for home. | |
| 117 INT. CENTRAL AIR OPS CTR - SAME TIME - NIGHT 117 | |
| Rhodey enters, pulling off his jacket. He paces past | |
| screens taking in the SAT-IMAGES of Iron Man’s assault on | |
| Gulmira. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| So what do we have here, Rhodes? | |
| RHODEY | |
| I don’t think it’s Russian, or | |
| Chinese. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| Then where did it come from? | |
| RHODEY | |
| (thinking, then) | |
| Let me make a call. | |
| Rhodey punches a number on a console. All around him, | |
| pixelated images of destruction. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 114. | |
| An INCOMING CALL flashes up on Tony’s HUD. D.O.D. EMERGENCY | |
| CALL. | |
| TONY | |
| (hesitates, then) | |
| Put it through, Jarvis. | |
| (listens) | |
| Yeah? | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Rhodey paces listening to the headset, away from the chaos. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Tony, it’s Rhodey. | |
| (then) | |
| What the hell’s that noise? | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| I’m in the convertible. Not the | |
| best time -- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| TONY’S SUIT | |
| RHODEY (O.S.) | |
| I need a quick ID. What do you know | |
| about un-manned combat robotics, | |
| with air-ground capabilities. | |
| TONY | |
| Never heard of anything like that. | |
| Why? | |
| CUT TO: | |
| CAOC, a TOPO MAP showing Iron Man’s “dot” about to cross a | |
| line. | |
| OFFICER | |
| UAV has entered the no-fly zone-- | |
| 115. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Because I think I’m staring at one | |
| right now, and it’s about get blown | |
| to Kingdom Come. | |
| ALARMS add to the frenzy of the control room. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| Rhodes! You got something for me? | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| Uhh-- ’kingdom come’? | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Two USAF F-22 Raptors flash out of the clouds like sharks. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| TONY’S HUD: His ALARM SOUNDS, “PROXIMITY WARNING” FLASHES. | |
| TONY | |
| This is my exit -- gotta go. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 118 EXT. SKY 118 | |
| FRONTAL: we see Tony going turbo and rolling out of view in | |
| a treacherous bank. The F-22s curve expertly onto his tail. | |
| VIPER 1 (O.S.) | |
| Ballroom Control -- this is Viper 1 | |
| & 2 checking in. UAV is in sight. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN (O.S.) | |
| Viper: target at 330 for 10 miles. | |
| 116. | |
| Tony screams past us, trying to outrun the pursuing jets. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 119 INT. CONTROL ROOM 119 | |
| The CAOC SCREENS now fill up with images from the belly- | |
| cams of the Raptors. The pursuit of Iron Man. Awe- | |
| inspiring. | |
| Officers react. Rhodey’s face. Holy shit. What is it? | |
| 120 INT. F-22 VIPER 1 - FLYING - SAME TIME - DAY 120 | |
| From behind the Pilot: as he fights to stay with Tony. | |
| VIPER 1 | |
| Ballroom, contact appears to be an | |
| unmanned aerial vehicle-- | |
| MAJOR ALLEN (O.S.) | |
| Ballroom copies, you are cleared to | |
| engage. | |
| The cockpit’s BITCHING-BETTY now speaks in a calm voice. | |
| BITCHING-BETTY (O.S.) | |
| Locked on! Locked on! | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Viper 1’s F-22 fires a SIDEWINDER MISSILE. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Iron Man goes full tilt as the missile closes in fast. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| TONY’S HUD: a red dot moves across the center of his face. | |
| 117. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Incoming Sidewinder in five-- four- | |
| - three-- two-- | |
| ‘COUNTER-MEASURES’ flashes on the screen. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| A hatch opens on the Iron suit. Chaff is released. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| The Sidewinder hits the cloud of chaff and the missile | |
| detonates. Iron Man shoots from the fireball. The Raptors | |
| veer. | |
| Iron Man dives, rolls into dizzying evasive maneuvers. | |
| Pulling heavy Gs. The F-22s stay glued to his tail. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| HUD: Tony nearly blacks out as the G-Force Meter hits red. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Sir, may I remind you that the suit | |
| can handle these maneuvers. You | |
| cannot. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| The F-22s now spray heavy cannon-fire in Iron Man’s path. | |
| Tracer rounds streak past Tony, exploding, hitting him, | |
| ricocheting off the armor. Tearing him up. | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| Jarvis -- AIR BRAKES! | |
| The brakes pop out from the suit and Tony instantly slams | |
| down to a quarter-speed. The jets blow past him. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| VIPER 1 | |
| That was not a drone. | |
| 118. | |
| Viper 1, checking his scope. Nothing. | |
| VIPER 2 (O.S.) | |
| Where the hell is it? | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Rhodey, his wheels beginning to turn, stares at the belly- | |
| cam monitors. Nothing but sky and clouds. Then -- | |
| OFFICER | |
| Lt. Colonel Rhodes, I have Tony | |
| Stark calling-- | |
| RHODEY | |
| Put him through. | |
| The call clicks on Rhodey’s headset. A low ROAR in the b.g. | |
| Rhodey strains to hear. | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| Rhodey, I had Jarvis run a check. I | |
| might have some info on that UAV. A | |
| piece of gear like that might | |
| exist. Might definitely exist -- | |
| Rhodey speaks low, away from the Major. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Wouldn’t happen to be red and gold, | |
| would it? | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Viper 1&2 in close formation, searching, searching. Viper 2 | |
| begins to bank slowly, and coming into view Iron Man | |
| clinging to the underside of one of the Raptors. | |
| VIPER 1 (O.S.) | |
| 119. | |
| Viper 2 -- he’s on your belly! | |
| Shake him! | |
| VIPER 2 (O.S.) | |
| What--? | |
| CUT TO: | |
| CONTROL ROOM | |
| ALLEN’s eyes go wide at the belly-cam images. The Iron suit | |
| hangs on for dear life as the Raptor tries to shake it. | |
| VIPER 1 (O.S.) | |
| Ballroom: that is definitely not a | |
| UAV. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| What is it then? | |
| VIPER 1 (O.S.) | |
| I think it’s-- a Man, sir. | |
| PUSH IN: on Rhodey, as all the pieces click. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Son of a bitch. | |
| (then) | |
| Tony--! | |
| But the line is dead. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Viper 2, frantic, looking out both sides of the cockpit, | |
| trying to spy Iron Man, shaking the jet harder. | |
| VIPER 1 (O.S.) | |
| Still there Viper 2. ROLL! ROLL! | |
| 120. | |
| Viper 2 works the stick, world becoming a centrifugal blur. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Viper 2 engages in dangerous rolls. The horizon spins as | |
| Iron Man clings desperately for life. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| INSIDE SUIT: BUZZERS. WARNING LIGHTS FLASH: “POWER 28%”. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Sir: two minutes and there won’t be | |
| sufficient power to get home. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Finally, Tony is jarred loose, tumbling and hits Viper 1’s | |
| tail-fin, shearing it off. The jet careens out of control. | |
| VIPER 1 (O.S.) | |
| I’M HIT! | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Inside Viper 1’s Raptor, spiraling crazily. | |
| Viper 1 pulls his EJECT and blasts out of the crippled jet. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| The sky, as we fall with Viper 1, his chute failing to open | |
| as he pulls the damaged lever. | |
| And he continues plunging, Earth and sky revolving like | |
| one. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN (O.S.) | |
| Viper 2, do you see a chute? | |
| VIPER 2 (O.S.) | |
| Negative! No chute, no chute-- | |
| 121. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Iron Man zipping through the clouds. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Power critical, set course for home | |
| immediately. | |
| But Tony dives, vortices curling off his feet as he pursues | |
| the tumbling pilot. | |
| VIPER 2 (O.S.) | |
| The UAV is going after him! It’s | |
| attacking--! | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Iron Man reaches the pilot, and they are face to face a | |
| split second, before he yanks the chute mechanism free and | |
| the chute snaps open, yanking the pilot up and out of view. | |
| VIPER 2 (O.S.) | |
| GOOD CHUTE! GOOD CHUTE! You’re not | |
| gonna believe this, Ballroom-- but | |
| that thing just saved his ass. | |
| Iron Man banks sharply, coming dangerously close to the | |
| ground. Viper 2 barrel-rolls onto his tail. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Rhodey and Major ALLEN are glued to the SCREENS. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| Viper 2: re-engage. | |
| RHODEY | |
| -- WAIT --! | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| -- TAKE THE TARGET OUT! | |
| 122. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Major, call off that Raptor. You | |
| don’t know what you’re shooting at. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| We’ll find out when recover the | |
| pieces. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Viper 2’s Bitching Betty activates. | |
| BITCHING-BETTY (O.S.) | |
| LOCKED ON! LOCKED ON! | |
| Viper 2, staying with Tony in a barrel roll-- | |
| VIPER 2 | |
| Ballroom: understand, you want me | |
| to engage the UAV? | |
| The Pilot’s finger hovers over the kill button. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| Copy. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Negative, Viper 2, disengage. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| It’s not your call. That thing just | |
| took out an F-22 inside a legal no- | |
| fly zone. | |
| (then) | |
| Viper 2: you get a clean shot you | |
| take it. | |
| 123. | |
| Rhodey’s eyes are locked on the screens. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Viper 2 fires its missile. It races towards Iron Man. | |
| Evasive maneuvers, chaff released. Then the explosion, way | |
| too close for comfort. Iron Man is thrown from the frame by | |
| the fireball. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Iron Man’s “dot” vanishes from the screens. | |
| MAJOR ALLEN | |
| Viper 2. Can you confirm the kill? | |
| VIPER 2 (O.S.) | |
| I got him good. He went down, he | |
| was smokin’. But I cannot confirm. | |
| Rhodey reacts. | |
| 121 INT. TONY’S DUBAI VILLA - ALCOVE - SAME TIME - DAY 121 | |
| Pepper sitting on a small bench, head propped in her hand, | |
| having dozed off. | |
| A WHOOSH and a streak flashes outside the window, startling | |
| her awake. | |
| Pepper rises, looking around, then exits frame -- | |
| 122 INT. TONY’S DUBAI VILLA - SITTING ROOM - MINUTES LATER - 122 | |
| DAY | |
| Pepper enters, cautiously, moving towards something in the | |
| shadows. We hinge as she passes us, to REVEAL Tony, sitting | |
| in a huge chair, the armor scarred and still smoking. | |
| Helmet off, bleeding from the nose and ears. A drink in one | |
| shaky hand. | |
| 124. | |
| TONY | |
| Get me home-- | |
| 123 EXT. SNOW-COVERED WASTELAND - OUTSKIRTS OF GULMIRA - NIGHT 123 | |
| A few yurts. Raza’s bivouacked men lick their battle | |
| wounds. A devastated band. They grab their guns and stand- | |
| to as a train of black Suburbans arrive. Private Security | |
| Guards exit and take up positions. | |
| Then the scarred Raza saunters out of a yurt and goes to | |
| the lead Suburban. Its door opens and out steps Obadiah | |
| Stane gazes about, unfazed, then -- | |
| RAZA | |
| Welcome. | |
| Obadiah assesses the scars on Raza’s face. | |
| RAZA | |
| Compliments of Tony Stark. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| If you’d killed him when you were | |
| supposed to, you’d still have a | |
| face. | |
| RAZA | |
| You paid us trinkets to kill a | |
| prince. An insult, to me and the | |
| man whose ring I wear. | |
| CLOSE ON - RAZA’S RING: the familiar ten interlocked rings. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| I think it’s best we don’t get him | |
| involved in this. | |
| (then) | |
| I’ve come a long way to see this | |
| weapon. Show me. | |
| 125. | |
| RAZA | |
| Come. Leave your guards outside. | |
| 124 INT. RAZA’S YURT - NIGHT 124 | |
| Obadiah enters and stares down, transfixed. | |
| STANE’S POV: THE REASSEMBLED GRAY ARMOR suspended on wires. | |
| RAZA | |
| His escape bore unexpected fruit. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| (as it dawns on him) | |
| --so this is how he did it. | |
| RAZA | |
| This is only a crude first effort. | |
| But he’s perfected his design-- | |
| Raza hands grainy surveillance photos to Stane. | |
| CLOSE ON - VARIOUS PHOTOS: Iron Man wreaking havoc in | |
| Gulmira. | |
| Stane has seen the future. Then he looks down at -- | |
| Tony’s crusty laptop. The onion-skin schematics. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| What’s this? | |
| RAZA | |
| The inside of Tony Stark’s mind. | |
| Raza arranges the schematics on a light board, and the | |
| sketches laid together become-- Iron Man. | |
| RAZA | |
| 126. | |
| Everything you will need to build | |
| this weapon. | |
| Obadiah is circling the armor now, taking it all in. Raza | |
| sits and pours tea. | |
| RAZA | |
| Stark has made a masterpiece of | |
| death. A man with a dozen of these | |
| could rule from the Pacific to the | |
| Ukraine. And you dream of Stark’s | |
| throne -- we have a common enemy. | |
| Now Stane pokes at the vacant hole in the chest plate. | |
| RAZA | |
| If we are back in business, I give | |
| you these designs as my gift. In | |
| turn, I hope you will repay me with | |
| a gift of iron soldiers. | |
| Obadiah smiles, places his hands on Raza’s shoulders, as if | |
| going to hug him in brotherhood. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| (in perfect Urdu) | |
| This-- is the only gift you shall | |
| receive. | |
| Raza is strangely confused. Paralyzed. Blood begins running | |
| from his ear. | |
| And now, in Obadiah’s hand, we realize he’s holding a | |
| device. A sonic taser. | |
| Obadiah removes a pair of filtering ear-plugs as Raza | |
| crumples to the dirt. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Technology -- | |
| (holds up the taser) | |
| it’s always been your Achilles | |
| Heel. Don’t worry, it’ll wear off | |
| in fifteen minutes -- but that’s | |
| the least of your problems. | |
| 127. | |
| Obadiah removes Raza’s ring, studies it. Then he turns and | |
| exits-- | |
| 125 EXT. RAZA’S YURT - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT 125 | |
| As he steps out of the tent, Obadiah sees by the Suburbans, | |
| Raza’s men kneel, guns to their heads. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| (to head guard) | |
| Crate up that armor and the rest of | |
| it. | |
| We TRACK WITH Obadiah as he passes Raza’s kneeling men. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Send them to their virgins. | |
| The SOUND of MACHINE GUN FIRE. Obadiah does not flinch. | |
| 126 INT. PHIL COULSON’S OFFICE - DAY 126 | |
| Phil Coulson at his desk. He picks up the phone and dials. | |
| COULSON | |
| Ms. Potts. It’s Agent Coulson from | |
| the Strategic Homeland Inter-- | |
| PEPPER (O.S.) | |
| Yes, I know. Unfortunately Tony is | |
| not going to be available to sit | |
| down with you for a while. | |
| COULSON | |
| Really? And why is that? | |
| 128. | |
| PEPPER (O.S.) | |
| He’s uh, there’s a-- Tony won’t be- | |
| - | |
| COULSON | |
| Maybe I can meet with you instead? | |
| INTERCUT - TONY’S LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME | |
| PEPPER | |
| Why? I don’t know anything. | |
| COULSON (O.S.) | |
| About what? | |
| PEPPER | |
| About anything. | |
| There’s a BUZZ. Pepper eyes the security monitor and sees | |
| Rhodey. | |
| RHODEY (ON MONITOR) | |
| Pepper. It’s Rhodey. | |
| PEPPER | |
| (pressing a button) | |
| Come in. | |
| COULSON (O.S.) | |
| I’d just like to ask you a few | |
| questions. | |
| PEPPER | |
| 129. | |
| I’m really jammed right now. Booked | |
| solid for the next few weeks. I | |
| have to go. | |
| Rhodey enters, grim. | |
| COULSON | |
| Let’s just put something on the | |
| books. How about | |
| (checks his calendar) | |
| the twenty-eighth? Seven PM, at | |
| Stark Industries? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Great. Perfect. Bye. | |
| She hangs up. | |
| RHODEY | |
| How’s he doing? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Not so good. | |
| RHODEY | |
| I want to see him. | |
| PEPPER | |
| You can’t see him right now. | |
| Rhodey eyes the hole in the ceiling, worried now. | |
| RHODEY | |
| What the hell is going on here? | |
| (off her silence) | |
| Let me in there, Pepper. | |
| 130. | |
| She faces off with him. Then allows him by. | |
| PEPPER | |
| You want to see him? Fine. See what | |
| you’ve done to him. | |
| 127 INT. TONY’S BEDROOM - STARK ESTATE - MINUTES LATER 127 | |
| Tony lies in bed, tethered to all sorts of medical | |
| equipment. | |
| Rhodey enters, stunned at Tony’s state. Pulls up a chair | |
| and sits. Tony drifts in and out of consciousness. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Look at you-- what were you | |
| thinking? | |
| TONY | |
| Weapons I built are being used to | |
| kill innocent people. Can’t let | |
| that happen anymore. | |
| RHODEY | |
| You can’t go around and blow up | |
| stuff every time you see something | |
| you don’t like on TV. | |
| TONY | |
| Yes I can. | |
| RHODEY | |
| You got lucky, next time they’ll | |
| blow you to pieces. | |
| TONY | |
| Next time, maybe I won’t play | |
| defense. | |
| 131. | |
| Rhodey, floored, gets to his feet. Paces. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Does Pepper know about this? | |
| He nods, his eyes starting to flicker. | |
| RHODEY | |
| You’ve put me in a tough spot here. | |
| What am I supposed to do? | |
| TONY | |
| That’s up to you. I’ve made my | |
| choice -- I’m not going to sit on | |
| the sidelines anymore -- I’m going | |
| to fight for what’s right. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Don’t you get it? It’s not up to us | |
| to decide. | |
| TONY | |
| That’s where you’re wrong-- | |
| He drifts into unconsciousness. | |
| 128 INT.SUB-BASEMENT PIPE ROOM - STARK INTERNATIONAL HQ - DAY 128 | |
| Windowless and full of pipes. The Mark I armor, dissected | |
| into its pieces, hovers mid air, suspended by wires. | |
| Elite Engineers from the Stark empire are hard at work, | |
| milling and machining armored parts. Obadiah walks among | |
| them. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| 132. | |
| Civilization, gentlemen, has been | |
| preserved by the right people | |
| having the right idea at the right | |
| time. You are shaping in your | |
| hands, this very moment, the future | |
| of this company, and this nation. | |
| But it is imperative this project | |
| remain data-masked, that it’s | |
| existence never leave these walls. | |
| Make no mistake -- this is a | |
| ‘tool’, that in wrong hands, could | |
| jeopardize civilization as we know | |
| it. | |
| Obadiah faces the Head Engineer. | |
| HEAD ENGINEER | |
| Give us full access to the Sampson | |
| Cluster, and we’ll have you a | |
| prototype in record time. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| The Sampson’s yours. We go 24-7. | |
| 129 EXT. CAVE - AFGHANISTAN - DAY 129 | |
| Yinsen, framed by the mountains in the b.g., stares at us. | |
| YINSEN | |
| Are you on the right path? I don’t | |
| know-- what does your heart tell | |
| you, Stark? | |
| HOLD on Yinsen, then -- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 130 INT. TONY’S BEDROOM - DAY 130 | |
| Tony waking up in his gilded bedroom, alone. | |
| 133. | |
| He catches his own sad reflection in a mirror. Hooked up to | |
| IVs and machinery that PINGS and HISSES. | |
| 131 INT. TONY’S BEDROOM - DAY 131 | |
| Pepper enters and finds Tony’s bed empty. | |
| 132 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - DAY 132 | |
| Pepper enters as Tony toils away at an eviscerated suit | |
| suspended from a chain winch. | |
| TONY | |
| This device will hack into Stark | |
| Industries mainframe. I need you to | |
| go to there and retrieve all | |
| shipping manifests. | |
| PEPPER | |
| What are you doing? Absolutely not | |
| you should be in bed-- | |
| TONY | |
| --they’ve been dealing weapons | |
| under the table and I’m going to | |
| stop them. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Absolutely not. I’m not helping you | |
| with anything if you’re going to | |
| start this again. | |
| TONY | |
| There is nothing else. There’s no | |
| art opening. There’s no benefit. | |
| There’s nothing to sign. There’s no | |
| decisions to be made. There’s the | |
| next mission and nothing else. | |
| There’s nothing except this. | |
| 134. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I quit. | |
| TONY | |
| Really? You stood there by my side | |
| when all I did was reap the | |
| benefits of wholesale | |
| irresponsibility and destruction | |
| and now that I’m trying to right | |
| those wrongs and protect the people | |
| I put in harms way you’re going to | |
| walk out on me. | |
| PEPPER | |
| You’re going to kill yourself. I | |
| can’t support that. | |
| TONY | |
| So far so good. | |
| (beat) | |
| Pepper. I know what I have to do. I | |
| don’t know if I can, but I know in | |
| my heart that it’s right. And you | |
| do too. And I can’t do it without | |
| you. | |
| 133 INT. SUB-BASEMENT PIPE ROOM - SAME TIME - DAY 133 | |
| Obadiah, next to his Head Engineer. Behind them are the | |
| hulking steel legs of the Dynamo, extending out of frame. | |
| The sparks from a welding gun shower down. | |
| HEAD ENGINEER | |
| There’s no technology that can | |
| power this thing. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| I told you, miniaturize the ARK | |
| reactor. | |
| 135. | |
| HEAD ENGINEER | |
| I’m sorry, Mr. Stane, I’ve tried. | |
| What you’re asking for can’t be | |
| done. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Tony Stark was able to do it in a | |
| cave -- with a box of scraps. | |
| HEAD ENGINEER | |
| Well-- I’m not Tony Stark. | |
| HOLD ON - OBADIAH: his mind churning something. | |
| 134 INT. HALLWAY - STARK INDUSTRIES - NIGHT 134 | |
| After hours, few people around. Pepper hurries down the | |
| dimmed main hallway of Stark Industries. Casting nervous | |
| glances back behind her. | |
| 135 INT. TONY’S OFFICE - MINUTES LATER - DAY 135 | |
| Pepper at Tony’s computer. She plugs in the hacking device | |
| (the size of a jump-drive) Tony gave her. | |
| MONITOR: the screen as the device starts hacking through | |
| Obadiah’s passwords, firewalls, security nets. | |
| She’s in. She watches items scroll up from Obadiah’s hard | |
| drive. | |
| MONITOR: Jericho Missile orders. Shipping manifests. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Make a copy of everything-- | |
| 136. | |
| More. Schematics and blueprints. For sections of the Dynamo | |
| suit. For the pipe room under the Ark Reactor. | |
| PEPPER | |
| What are you doing, Obadiah? | |
| She glances towards the door, thinking she heard something. | |
| Waits. Nothing. | |
| THE MONITOR: an icon now appears, with Arabic text | |
| underneath. An icon for a video clip. | |
| She double clicks, watches MONITOR a grainy video clip | |
| opens: Tony, half-dead, tied to a chair. Raza and his | |
| henchmen behind him. It’s the ‘decapitation tape’ made in | |
| the cave months ago. | |
| She shakes her head, disbelieving. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Translate-- | |
| CLOSE ON - MONITOR: as the clip plays, the translated text | |
| appears like subtitles: “Obadiah Stane, you have deceived | |
| us...the price to kill Tony Stark has just gone up...” | |
| Pepper, shell-shocked, gapes at the monitor. | |
| PEPPER’S POV: she looks up from the monitor to see Stane | |
| standing there in the doorway. | |
| She nearly leaps out of her skin. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| What a nice surprise. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I-- just wanted to get some of my | |
| personal stuff. | |
| (nods to the monitor) | |
| And my resume. In case. | |
| (grins) | |
| You know how I love job hunting. | |
| 137. | |
| He circles around the desk and Pepper quickly changes | |
| screens, replacing the DOWNLOAD INDICATOR with GOOGLE. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| How’s Tony? | |
| PEPPER | |
| Honestly-- I don’t know. He’s shut | |
| me out. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| You and everyone else. | |
| He circles her, picking up a photo on the desk of Tony. | |
| Pepper stiffens, flicks a glance at the hacking jump-drive | |
| protruding. The WHIRR and GRIND of the hard drive as it | |
| copies Stane’s files. | |
| PEPPER | |
| This-- thing between you, it’s | |
| hurting him. You’re the only real | |
| father Tony ever had. It would mean | |
| so much if you could just talk -- | |
| OBADIAH | |
| (matter-of-fact) | |
| Tony’s imploding -- it’s | |
| unfortunate. | |
| (then) | |
| You should consider whether you | |
| want to take that ride with him. | |
| PEPPER | |
| “Unfortunate?” | |
| OBADIAH | |
| You know I love Tony -- but this is | |
| business. We can’t save him, but we | |
| can save his legacy. | |
| 138. | |
| She flashes to the download screen, “87%” completed. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| It’s tragic, but-- Tony never | |
| really came home, did he? | |
| He circles behind her again, looking closely at the screen | |
| again depicting Google ads. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| This company has a bright future, | |
| I’d like you to be a part of it. | |
| He smiles and touches her cheek. She shuts off the | |
| computer. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Tony doesn’t understand your value. | |
| He never did. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Are you-- offering me a job? | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Think about it. | |
| (then) | |
| Come on, I’ll walk you out. | |
| He takes her box of personal effects, waits for her. As she | |
| passes the computer, she snatches the jump drive out, | |
| palming it. A tense moment: did he see her? | |
| 136 INT. LOBBY - STARK INDUSTRIES - DAY 136 | |
| Pepper descends the stairs as Obadiah hovers above on the | |
| balcony railing watching her. | |
| PEPPER’S POV: by the Security Desk, a savior: Agent Coulson | |
| gestures and argues with the Security Guard. | |
| 139. | |
| Pepper rushes over, startles Coulson by linking arms with | |
| him and dragging him towards the door. | |
| COULSON | |
| Miss Potts, did you forget our | |
| appointment? | |
| PEPPER | |
| No. Of course not. I’ve been very | |
| much looking forward to it. | |
| Let’s-- | |
| (looks over her shoulder) | |
| why don’t we do this somewhere | |
| else? | |
| They push outside. Obadiah still watches from above. | |
| 137 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - NIGHT 137 | |
| Noisy as Tony slaves away on the CNC machine. Behind him | |
| is-- | |
| A SCREEN: listing six messages, all the same: “MISSED CALL | |
| - PEPPER.” | |
| Suddenly, the CNC machine powers down unexpectedly. | |
| TONY | |
| What gives, Jarvis? | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| You have a visitor, Sir. Obadiah | |
| Stane is here. | |
| 138 INT. TONY’S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 138 | |
| Obadiah holds a pizza. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| 140. | |
| It’s UNOS. Four cheese. I just had | |
| it flown in from Chicago. | |
| Tony remains stoic. Obadiah puts the pizza down, crosses to | |
| Tony and hands him a letter. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| I’d like you to proofread something | |
| for me. | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Would you like me to spell-check | |
| it, Sir? | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Can you turn him off? All the way? | |
| TONY | |
| (as he scans the letter) | |
| Spin down Jarvis. | |
| Tony looks up from the letter, surprised. | |
| TONY | |
| Your resignation. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| You were right. It’s not my company | |
| -- not my name on the building. | |
| We were a great team-- but I guess | |
| this is where our paths diverge. | |
| Tony hears a blip from the phone system. | |
| CLOSE ON - ANSWERING SYSTEM LCD | |
| “INCOMING. PEPPER POTTS” appears. | |
| 141. | |
| Tony looks to Obadiah. | |
| TONY | |
| Pepper. I should take that. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Tony. Please. I’ll be out of here | |
| in a minute. | |
| Tony finally nods, pushes a button, sending the call to | |
| voicemail. | |
| Obadiah meets Tony’s eyes, fatherly. Puts a hand on Tony’s | |
| shoulder. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| We have too much history to part on | |
| bad terms. I’d like your blessing. | |
| Tony’s eyes, suddenly registering a paralyzing pain. | |
| FLASH ON: Stane’s ear, the blue electronic ‘filter’, like | |
| the ones he wore with Raza. | |
| Tony sinks back in his chair. Stane places the sonic taser | |
| down on the table. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Easy, now. Try to breathe-- | |
| He kneels beside Tony. Unbuttons Tony’s shirt. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| You can’t mess with progress, Tony. | |
| It’s an insult to the Gods. You | |
| created your greatest weapon ever | |
| but you think that means it belongs | |
| to you. It belongs to the world. | |
| CLOSE ON - TONY’S EYES: wide with pain, unable to move. All | |
| he can do is gasp and gurgle as Stane begins removing the | |
| chest-piece from its socket. | |
| 142. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Your “heart” will be the seed of | |
| the next generation of weapons. | |
| They’ll help us steer the world | |
| back in the right direction -- put | |
| the balance of power back in our | |
| hands. The right hands. | |
| CLOSE ON - OBADIAH: he removes Tony’s “heart”, the RT glow | |
| reflecting on his face. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| By the time you die, my prototype | |
| will be operational. | |
| (smiles) | |
| It’s not as conservative as yours. | |
| He wraps the heart in cloth. Then stands, clicking off the | |
| sonic taser and pocketing it. | |
| Tony rolls from the chair, onto his back, staring at the | |
| ceiling. Already slipping away. Then-- | |
| OBADIAH | |
| The sad thing is-- we’re both the | |
| good guys. | |
| Obadiah kills the lights and leaves | |
| 139 INT. RHODEY’S OFFICE - NIGHT 139 | |
| Rhodey is on the phone with Pepper. | |
| RHODEY | |
| What do you mean, he paid to have | |
| Tony killed? Slow down. Why would | |
| Obadiah-- | |
| (listens) | |
| Where is Tony now? | |
| A140 INT. PARKING GARAGE - NIGHT A140 | |
| 143. | |
| Pepper, Coulson and five dark-suited Agents walk with | |
| urgency towards two Crown Victorias. Pepper is on her | |
| cellphone, worried-- | |
| PEPPER | |
| --I don’t know, he’s not answering | |
| his phone. Will you just go over | |
| there and check on him? Thanks | |
| Rhodey. | |
| She CLICKS off. The Agents pile into the Crown Vics, and | |
| Coulson holds a door open for her. | |
| Pepper instead beelines for her parked Audi. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I know a shortcut. | |
| She hops in. Coulson looks at the Agent behind the wheel, | |
| then back at Pepper. | |
| COULSON | |
| I’ll ride with her. | |
| Coulson hurries over, jumps in and the Audi races off. The | |
| Crown Vics try to keep up. | |
| 141 INT. TONY’S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 141 | |
| Tony, on fumes, pulls himself up a shelving system. It | |
| topples, spilling items, including the Lucite-encased heart | |
| Pepper gave him. | |
| He crawls to it, smashes it open. | |
| CLOSE ON - TONY’S HAND: lifting the glowing chest piece. | |
| 142 INT. SUB-BASEMENT PIPE ROOM - NIGHT 142 | |
| 144. | |
| Obadiah inserts the glowing “heart” he stole from Tony’s | |
| chest into the Dynamo’s chest. We can only see slivers of | |
| the full suit on its scaffolding. | |
| The heart locks in place and we go -- | |
| CLOSE ON - DYNAMO’S EYES: coming alive. | |
| 143 EXT. ARK REACTOR - STARK INT’L HQ - NIGHT 143 | |
| Pepper and the Agents stand outside the locked door to the | |
| sub-basement pipe-room. An Agent finishes laying detonator | |
| cord around the door hinges. | |
| AGENT | |
| Clear. | |
| They take cover and the Agent hits a clacker. The door is | |
| blown off its hinges. | |
| 144 INT. SUB-BASEMENT PIPE ROOM - NIGHT 144 | |
| Obadiah looks up at the SECURITY MONITORS: bad news. | |
| Pepper and the Agents infiltrating and moving towards the | |
| pipe room stairway. | |
| Obadiah’s face sets. He begins climbing up the scaffolding | |
| to the Dynamo. | |
| B145 INT. TONY’S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT B145 | |
| We HEAR A DOOR SPLINTERING. Rhodey rushes in and finds | |
| traces of blood on the floor. The collapsed shelving unit. | |
| Tony staggering to stay on his feet. | |
| RHODEY | |
| TONY-- | |
| 145. | |
| TONY | |
| Where’s Pepper? | |
| RHODEY | |
| Don’t worry, she’s with the Feds. | |
| They’re on their way to Stark to | |
| arrest Obadiah. | |
| TONY | |
| (grim--) | |
| They’re going to need a lot more | |
| than a few Agents. Give me hand. | |
| 146 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - NIGHT 146 | |
| The door swings open and Tony and Rhodey enter. Rhodey | |
| stops shocked, his eyes playing over The Hall of Armor. The | |
| hanging Mark II suit. The weaponized battle-ready Mark III. | |
| Components, rows of helmets, boots, gauntlets and future | |
| design prototypes littered everywhere. | |
| 147 INT. SUB-BASEMENT PIPE ROOM - NIGHT 147 | |
| Pepper and the Agents drift through a metal jungle of vats, | |
| machines, armored limbs and guts hanging from tethers. | |
| Utility pipes run along the walls. | |
| They come upon the Mark I armor and stop, spooked. | |
| We notice: an empty scaffolding. | |
| Pepper advances, Coulson and his team fanning out. | |
| CLOSE ON - AN AGENT: looking off. Suddenly, he’s yanked out | |
| of frame. | |
| 148 INT. TONY’S WORKSHOP - SAME TIME - NIGHT 148 | |
| 146. | |
| Rhodey helps Tony rivet a last panel in place, then tosses | |
| him the Mark III helmet. | |
| Tony lowers the helmet. Blasts off through the hole in the | |
| ceiling, knocking it even wider. | |
| Rhodey stares after him, impressed as hell. Then he sees | |
| the Mark II, beelines for it. | |
| Considers, then shakes his head. | |
| He moves for Tony’s car collection. Likes the R8. Hops in, | |
| fires her up and screeches after Tony. | |
| 149 INT. SUB-BASEMENT PIPE ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 149 | |
| Wandering the fringes, Pepper tries to make a call on her | |
| cell. No signal. | |
| PEPPER’S POV: through the pipes and girders, she spots what | |
| may be a pair of glowing eyes. The WHIRR of hydraulics and | |
| GRINDING METAL wild gunfire suddenly breaks out. Bullets | |
| ricochet, hitting pipes, spewing steam and coolants. | |
| Pepper rushes away from the pandemonium. | |
| She whirls, squinting through the machine gears and steam, | |
| seeing flashes of agents running for cover, firing their | |
| guns at some giant flitting shadow. Another agent is yanked | |
| out of view and SCREAMS. | |
| ANGLE ON - PEPPER | |
| Panicked, trying to find a way out. | |
| A piece of metal zips at her head, cutting pipes before it | |
| embeds itself in the cement above her. And now an Agent | |
| staggers out of the murk with his radio. | |
| AGENT | |
| Agents down, agents down! | |
| (seeing Pepper) | |
| GET OUT OF HERE -- | |
| 147. | |
| He throttles her towards the exit, then runs off, firing | |
| and Pepper, halfway up the stairs, turns hearing the three- | |
| ton THUMP of the Dynamo’s legs charging out of the mist, | |
| but the armor is too big for the stairwell and crashes into | |
| it in a shower of debris. | |
| All we see is a brightly glowing chest-piece and arms, | |
| raking cement, grinding, trying to get up the stairs after | |
| Pepper, who fumbles her way up and out. | |
| 150 EXT. ARK REACTOR - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT 150 | |
| Pepper slams the door behind her. Silence. She catches her | |
| breath, dials on her cell with shaky fingers -- | |
| PEPPER | |
| Tony! Obadiah’s got a whole | |
| assembly line under the Ark. He’s | |
| inside one of them--! | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| Where are you--? | |
| Now she hears THUMP from below her. The asphalt cracks. | |
| Another THUMP and another and Pepper is knocked over as the | |
| asphalt bulges open to reveal the Dynamo’s fist. | |
| Her cellphone skitters away. Like a hatching dinosaur, he | |
| peels away asphalt, pulling himself out of the ground, and | |
| finally Rises to his full height. He turns, face-to-face | |
| with Pepper, who’s a gnat against this dull-grey leviathan. | |
| PEPPER | |
| (backpedaling) | |
| Obadiah-- | |
| Dynamo keeps coming, not a single forgiving feature in the | |
| steel-face and dead eyes. Her foot hits her cellphone and | |
| she grabs it. And now she’s almost backed up against the | |
| Plexiglas of the ARK Reactor when -- | |
| PEPPER | |
| Tony-- | |
| 148. | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| Pepper, I have one thing I need to | |
| say to you: DUCK! | |
| Pepper dives as-- | |
| The Dynamo stops, jerking his head up to see Iron Man, | |
| diving out of the sky at him, feet first. | |
| He lands on the Dynamo’s shoulders, and the iron giants | |
| crash back into the hole Dynamo crawled from. | |
| 151 INT. SUB-BASEMENT PIPE ROOM - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT 151 | |
| The warriors fall and hit a grating. Dynamo breaks through, | |
| plunging through pipes and into the water below, while -- | |
| Iron Man tumbles along the unbroken part of the grating and | |
| falls out of sight. | |
| 152 EXT. ARK REACTOR - SAME TIME - NIGHT 152 | |
| The atrium glass ruptures outward from the underground | |
| impact. Pepper dives to shield herself. | |
| She sees the reactor-housing has been cracked. KLAXONS | |
| BLARE. Warning lights flash as the damaged reactor begins | |
| to ‘melt down’. | |
| 153 INT. SUB-BASEMENT PIPE ROOM - SECONDS LATER - NIGHT 153 | |
| DYNAMO’S POV: We emerge out of the water, searching for | |
| Iron Man. | |
| 154 INT. TONY’S SUIT - SAME TIME - NIGHT 154 | |
| 149. | |
| POV - MOVING: sweeping around the steel-maze with his | |
| INFRARED, but perforated steam pipes cast red plumes and | |
| confusing shadows everywhere. | |
| OBADIAH (O.S.) | |
| It’s miraculous, Tony, it’s your | |
| Ninth Symphony. Trying to rid the | |
| world of weapons, you gave it its | |
| best one ever. | |
| TONY | |
| This wasn’t meant for the world. | |
| Still moving, still swiveling through the murk -- | |
| OBADIAH (O.S.) | |
| How can you be so selfish? Do you | |
| understand what you’ve created? | |
| This will put the balance of power | |
| back in our hands for decades. Your | |
| country needs this. | |
| TONY | |
| What kind of world will it be when | |
| everybody’s got one? | |
| OBADIAH (O.S.) | |
| Your father helped give us the | |
| bomb. What kind of world would it | |
| be if he’d failed us? | |
| 155 INT. DYNAMO SUIT - SAME TIME 155 | |
| STANE’S POV: waiting, as Iron Man emerges from behind | |
| machinery and girders. He doesn’t see Dynamo, who charges - | |
| - | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 150. | |
| 156 INT. PIPE ROOM - SAME TIME 156 | |
| Iron Man realizes too late that Dynamo is coming at him | |
| like a bullet-train. He’s hit, driven backwards in Dynamo’s | |
| vice- grip, and they smash into the cement wall and punch | |
| clean through it onto -- | |
| 157 EXT. HIGHWAY - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT 157 | |
| They crash into a truck trailer, passing through it and | |
| onto the highway, tossing vehicles aside. | |
| More cars screech, collide. A HYDROGEN-POWERED bus jack- | |
| knives, narrowly averting disaster. People flee vehicles. | |
| In Tony’s H.U.D., “INCOMING CALL” flashes-- | |
| PEPPER (O.S.) | |
| TONY -- ARE YOU THERE? | |
| TONY | |
| A little busy, Pepper-- | |
| PEPPER (O.S.) | |
| The reactor’s been it-- | |
| TONY | |
| Get to the control room. Shut it | |
| down-- | |
| PEPPER (O.S.) | |
| How the hell do I shut it down?? | |
| Dynamo rises first, grabs a Volvo station-wagon with a | |
| stunned mother and kids inside. | |
| Iron Man rises as the Dynamo lifts the car over his head. | |
| TONY | |
| 151. | |
| Don’t. This is our fight. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| People are always going to die, | |
| Tony -- part of the chess game. | |
| 158 INT. VOLVO - SAME TIME - NIGHT 158 | |
| The world skewed fifteen feet below them. The mother white- | |
| knuckles the steering wheel in terror. The kids scream. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Tony, trying his palm RTs. Nothing. | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| Emergency power! | |
| JARVIS (O.S.) | |
| Sir, you’ll drain the -- | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| NOW! | |
| Dynamo winds up to throw the car when Iron Man nails him | |
| with a huge Repulsor blast from his chest. Dynamo is | |
| knocked back, throwing the car at Iron Man, who catches it. | |
| But the weight is too much for his armor to handle and he | |
| buckles, saving the car from impact, but gets trapped | |
| underneath it. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Tony’s HEADS-UP DISPLAY: “POWER CRITICAL: RECHARGING.” | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Inside the Volvo, it takes everyone a moment to realize | |
| they’re okay. Then, as Dynamo clumps towards them-- | |
| 152. | |
| KID IN THE BACKSEAT | |
| GO, MOM! GO -- | |
| She stamps the gas. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Iron Man, dragged as the Volvo speeds forward. A shower of | |
| sparks fly from his suit. A wild weaving ride. | |
| Dynamo follows, using cars as stepping stones. People flee | |
| pell-mell, jumping the highway divider. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 159 INT. TONY’S AUDI R8 - SAME TIME - NIGHT 159 | |
| Rhodey driving like hell, HONKING. Tail lights flash past | |
| like tracers as he slaloms through tight traffic. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Iron Man finally manages to push the car off him. It speeds | |
| away, three gaping Kids staring out the back. | |
| Tony staggers up, trying to regain his footing as Dynamo | |
| pulls up. | |
| They clash in a CACOPHONY of steel and GRINDING HYDRAULICS. | |
| Stane knocks Tony into a mini-van and pounds him | |
| mercilessly. | |
| PEPPER (O.S.) | |
| TONY? Where are you--? | |
| CUT TO: | |
| Tony, his helmet now being squeezed by the Dynamo. | |
| PEPPER (O.S.) | |
| I’m in the control room. Now what? | |
| TONY | |
| 153. | |
| Central panel. Red button. Press | |
| it. | |
| 160 INT. ARK REACTOR CONTROL ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 160 | |
| DEAFENING KLAXONS. Pepper flips open a panel to find A | |
| HUNDRED BUTTONS. All red. All flashing. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Thanks, Tony. | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| What’s the delta rate? | |
| Pepper finds the monitor. | |
| PEPPER | |
| 1-2-5-0. | |
| TONY | |
| Damn -- | |
| PEPPER | |
| Damn?! I don’t want to hear “damn.” | |
| GET UP HERE-- | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 161 INT/EXT. TONY’S H.U.D. - SAME TIME 161 | |
| Cracking under Dynamo’s pressure. | |
| TONY | |
| Pepper, I’m delegating this to you. | |
| FIND A WAY! | |
| 154. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| IRON MAN as he finally rolls and frees himself from Dynamo. | |
| TONY | |
| You know what happens when that | |
| reactor blows. A lot of people are | |
| going to die. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| It didn’t have to end like this, | |
| Tony. You were down -- you | |
| should’ve stayed down. | |
| And they’re about to collide again when a Shit Kicking | |
| Biker on a Harley weaves from around a truck. | |
| He realizes his mistake and jams the throttle, but Dynamo | |
| grabs the front wheel of the motorbike, (sending the Biker | |
| flying), and in one swoop belts Iron Man with it. | |
| Tony tumbles away and struggles to get up. Falls, tries | |
| again, but Dynamo is all over him, smacking him with the | |
| bike. | |
| 162 INT. TONY’S AUDI R8 - DRIVING - SAME TIME - NIGHT 162 | |
| Rhodey, in the breakdown lane, weaving around waves of | |
| fleeing people, toppled cars and debris till he sees -- | |
| Dynamo standing over Tony, about to deliver his death-blow. | |
| He red lines the engine and pops the clutch. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 163 EXT. HIGHWAY - SAME TIME - NIGHT 163 | |
| The R8 rockets forward. Zero to sixty in under three | |
| seconds. | |
| 155. | |
| The Dynamo raises the Harley over his head, ready to smash | |
| Tony’s already broken helmet. He looks up a second too late | |
| the car hits Dynamo’s leg and crumples, tumbling away like | |
| a toy, and now the Dynamo, un-weighted, reels around to | |
| catch his balance, but pitches head-first into the hydrogen | |
| bus perforating it. | |
| CLOSE ON - DYNAMO: struggling to free himself. His groping | |
| fingers set off a spark and HELLFIRE ERUPTS blanking the | |
| Dynamo and everything around it. Flames roll over Tony. | |
| Over the crushed sports car, igniting its leaking tanks. | |
| Tony removes his broken helmet and staggers to the car, | |
| tearing it open like a can. | |
| TONY | |
| You had to take my car. | |
| He pulls out Rhodey, dazed and bloody. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Saving your ass is getting to be a | |
| full-time job. | |
| They regard the burning bus. Nothing moves. Just a heap of | |
| red-hot steel. | |
| TONY | |
| Get this area evacuated! There’s | |
| going to be a meltdown-- | |
| Tony’s boosters ignite and he’s gone. | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| Pepper, how we doing? | |
| 164 INT. ARK REACTOR CONTROL ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 164 | |
| Pepper, awash in EMERGENCY MANUALS, throws one over her | |
| shoulder flipping switches, turning dials. The whole place | |
| THRUMS with energy. | |
| PEPPER | |
| 156. | |
| Thanks for checking in Tony. | |
| Delta’s at 2300. It’s not going | |
| down. | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| It’s too late. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Too late? What’s going to happen? | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| It’s going to blow a crater a mile | |
| wide. I’m coming to get you. | |
| She backs away from the monitors, disbelieving. | |
| 165 INT. TONY’S SUIT - FLYING - SECONDS LATER - NIGHT 165 | |
| He heads towards the reactor, now a shimmering mass of | |
| energy. A row of SATELLITE DISHES on the roof of the | |
| reactor. It sparks an idea. | |
| TONY | |
| Pepper, wait. Stay put -- we’re | |
| going to overload the reactor. | |
| 166 EXT. ROOF OF ARK REACTOR - SECONDS LATER - NIGHT 166 | |
| As Tony lands. | |
| PEPPER (O.S.) | |
| IT’S ALREADY OVERLOADING -- | |
| TONY | |
| 157. | |
| No, it’s compressing energy. We’re | |
| going to convert the plasma core to | |
| electricity and channel it up | |
| through the roof. Like a Tesla | |
| coil. | |
| 167 INT. ARK REACTOR CONTROL ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 167 | |
| Pepper watches the core bulge. | |
| PEPPER | |
| I don’t need a science lesson, just | |
| tell me what button to push -- | |
| TONY (O.S.) | |
| See a red submarine hatch? A wheel | |
| -- a red wheel. | |
| PEPPER | |
| --no. YES -- | |
| She runs to it. | |
| 168 EXT. ARK REACTOR ROOF - SECONDS LATER - NIGHT 168 | |
| Tony re-arranges satellite dishes, pulling wires creating a | |
| makeshift Tesla coil. | |
| TONY | |
| Open it all the way, then standby | |
| to hit the master. We’ve only got | |
| one shot at this. | |
| He’s connecting a wire when the satellite dish beside him | |
| reflects an eerie yellow flicker. He turns, stunned as -- | |
| THE DYNAMO LANDS on the roof. Flames still licking off his | |
| blackened suit. Obadiah moves closer to Tony -- | |
| 158. | |
| TONY | |
| Pepper, hit the switch. PEPPER -- | |
| 169 INT. ARK REACTOR CONTROL ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 169 | |
| Electromagnetic tentacles arc from the reactor to the | |
| control room around Pepper. | |
| PEPPER | |
| TONY? Which Master Switch -- | |
| She eyes her phone. It’s dead. And in front of her -- | |
| A row of “MASTER” switches blink-- | |
| PEPPER | |
| I am so looking for another job. | |
| 170 EXT. ARK REACTOR ROOF - SECONDS LATER - NIGHT 170 | |
| The Dynamo, smoking like an oil fire, about to reach Tony. | |
| 171 INT. ARK REACTOR CONTROL ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT 171 | |
| Pepper hits all the switches, then diving under the | |
| consoles for cover as the world goes steel-blue. | |
| An electromagnetic pulse (EMP) flashes upwards along the | |
| reactor. | |
| 172 EXT. ARK REACTOR ROOF - A SECOND LATER - NIGHT 172 | |
| As the searing flash of the EMP is momentarily ‘halted’ | |
| between the satellite dishes, vaporizing the roof in | |
| between. Then -- | |
| The EMP surges outwards, turning Dynamo and Iron Man into | |
| statues as the pulse knocks out his power and electronics. | |
| 159. | |
| FROM UP HIGH: the EMP blast travels concentrically | |
| outwards, rendering everything dark in its wake. | |
| BACK TO: | |
| The roof, as it sags down in the center. | |
| Tony, dazed, looks at his heart-device. It’s dead too. | |
| The Dynamo, closest to the collapsed section of the roof, | |
| topples over. Its dead fingers catch on a seam and it lies | |
| precariously on the edge of the ‘slope’. | |
| The Dynamo hatch opens, revealing Obadiah. | |
| OBADIAH’S POV: through the hole in the roof, the seething | |
| plasma bubbling below. | |
| Tony, using his own waning strength, tries to extend a dead | |
| Iron Man hand to Obadiah. | |
| TONY | |
| Take my hand-- | |
| OBADIAH | |
| So this is the answer, Tony? This | |
| is how you’re going to save the | |
| world? It’s not in you. Your father | |
| told me before he died, my boy | |
| doesn’t have a warrior’s heart. I | |
| should have listened. | |
| TONY | |
| My father never knew me. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| But I do. | |
| Now we see what Stane is attempting: to manually winch his | |
| forearm rocket bay open so he can blast Tony. | |
| But his movements unsettle the Dynamo suit and suddenly he | |
| begins to slide. | |
| 160. | |
| OBADIAH | |
| Goodbye, my boy-- | |
| TONY | |
| This is just the beginning. | |
| And now Obadiah shuts the hatch and tumbles away. He | |
| plunges down through the ARK’s silo, splashes into the | |
| plasma which HISSES and swallows him up. | |
| Tony remains, shutting his eyes. | |
| 173 INT. ARK REACTOR - SECONDS LATER - NIGHT 173 | |
| Pepper rises, staring at the bubbling plasma. Not sure who | |
| fell in there. She runs out. | |
| 174 EXT. ARK REACTOR ROOF - TEN MINUTES LATER - NIGHT 174 | |
| Tony frozen in his dead suit. He’s not moving. Two | |
| flashlights cut the darkness and Tony bats his eyes to see | |
| Rhodey and Pepper picking their way towards him. | |
| DISSOLVE TO: | |
| 175 INT. STARK INDUSTRIES - HALLWAY - MOVING - DAY 175 | |
| Tony and Pepper walk along the hallway. Pepper shoves a | |
| written statement into his hands. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Here, your alibi. You were on your | |
| yacht. I’ve got port papers that | |
| put you in Avalon all night, and | |
| sworn statements from fifty of your | |
| guests. | |
| 161. | |
| TONY | |
| Maybe it was just the two of us. On | |
| the yacht, I mean. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Focus, please. | |
| Tony grabs an L.A. Times from the pile of papers in her | |
| arms, glances at the headline: “WHO IS THE IRON MAN?” A | |
| grainy newspaper photo of the iron battle at Stark | |
| Industries. | |
| TONY | |
| “Iron Man”. Not technically | |
| accurate, since it’s mostly carbon- | |
| fiber and ceramic. But I like the | |
| ring of it. “Iron Man”. | |
| They turn a corner. Tony suddenly stops. Meets her eyes. | |
| TONY | |
| You know-- that night at the | |
| concert hall. Do you ever think | |
| about it? | |
| For a moment there is nothing else in the world but the two | |
| of them. Then, with a tinge of sadness-- | |
| PEPPER | |
| I don’t know what you’re talking | |
| about, Mr. Stark. | |
| She brings her hands up and fixes his unruly tie knot. All | |
| business. | |
| PEPPER | |
| Will that be all, Mr. Stark? | |
| 162. | |
| TONY | |
| That will be all Miss Potts. | |
| 176 INT. STARK INDUSTRIES LOBBY - MINUTES LATER 176 | |
| Rhodey is in mid-speech, in front of assembled reporters. | |
| RHODEY | |
| --I can confirm that a series of | |
| military test-prototypes were | |
| involved in the incident at Stark | |
| Industries last night. I can also | |
| confirm that there was, for a brief | |
| time, the danger of an Ark Reactor | |
| “incident”, which was rectified | |
| without injury to the public -- and | |
| all power outages have been | |
| restored. Here now, to answer a few | |
| brief questions, is Tony Stark. | |
| Tony walks out. Takes the podium. Puts a hand up to silence | |
| the bubbling questions. | |
| TONY | |
| I’ve seen the papers. I’ve heard | |
| the reports. That’s why I want to | |
| put an end to all this wild | |
| speculation. The truth is-- | |
| He looks to Rhodey. To Pepper. To the crowd. | |
| TONY | |
| I am Iron Man. | |
| The Reporters erupt in a CACOPHONY-- | |
| We end on Tony’s face. | |
| CUE MUSIC | |
| 177 INT. TONY’S LAB - MONTHS LATER - NIGHT 177 | |
| 163. | |
| Tony and Rhodey stare at a screen as the War Machine suit | |
| is being designed. | |
| RHODEY | |
| Good. And I want a Gatling gun on | |
| the right shoulder. | |
| TONY | |
| --and a rocket launcher on the | |
| left? Where are you going to store | |
| all that ammo? | |
| RHODEY | |
| Who’s suit is this anyway? | |
| (then) | |
| And do it in silver and black, | |
| would you? | |