Iron Man 3 Page #3

as Colonel James Rhodes.

The American people

will soon know him

as the Iron Patriot.

And how is President Ellis responding?

By taking the guy

they call War Machine

and giving him a paint job.

The same suit,

but painted red, white and blue.

Look at that. And they also

renamed him, "Iron Patriot."

You know,

just in case the paint was too subtle.

It tested well with focus groups,

all right?

(GRUFFLY)

"I am Iron Patriot!" it sucks.

Listen. "War Machine"

was a little too aggressive.

All right?

This sends a better message.

(SIGHS)

So, what's really going on?

With the Mandarin.

Seriously, can we talk about this guy?

It's classified information, Tony.

Okay, there have been nine bombings.

- Nine.

- The public only knows about three.

But here's the thing,

nobody can ID a device.

There's no bomb casings.

You know I can help.

Just ask.

I got a ton of new tech.

I got a prehensile suit.

(STAMMERING)

I got bomb disposal.

It catches explosions in mid-air.

When's the last time

you got a good night's sleep?

Einstein slept three hours a year.

Look what he did.

People are concerned about you, Tony.

I'm concerned about you.

You're going to come at me like that?

No, look, I'm not trying to be a dick...

...tator.

Do you mind signing my drawing?

- If Richard doesn't mind.

-(CHUCKLES)

Are you all right with this, Dick?

RHODEY:

Yeah. Fine with me.

- TONY:
What's your name?

-Erin.

I loved you in A Christmas Story,

by the way.

Listen, the Pentagon is scared.

After New York, aliens... Come on.

They need to look strong.

Stopping the Mandarin is a priority,

but it's not...

-it's not superhero business.

- No, it's not, quite frankly.

- I get it.

-It's American business.

That's why I said I got it.

-(EXHALES SHARPLY)

- Are you okay?

I broke the crayon.

ERIN:

Are you okay, Mr Stark?

-(MUFFLED) Take it easy. Tony.

-(INHALES SHARPLY)

(WHISPERING) How did you

get out of the Wormhole?

-(GASPS)

- Wait a minute. Tony!

TONY:
What did you say?

RHODEY:
Tony.

(GRUNTS) Sorry.

(BREATHLESSLY) I'm just

checking on the suit.

(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)

Okay.

(PANTING)

(GASPING)

Check the heart.

(STAMMERING)

Is it the brain?

JARVIS:
No sign of cardiac anomaly

or unusual brain activity.

Okay, so I was poisoned?

My diagnosis is that you've

experienced a severe anxiety attack.

- Me?

-(METALLIC CLINKING)

Come on, man, this isn't a good look.

Open up.

TONY:
Sorry, I gotta split.

(GRUNTS)

(CROWD GASPS IN AWE)

HAPPY:
Badge.

- Badge.

-(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Come on, badge.

Badge, guys.

I put a memo in the toilet. Come on.

Tony has got them in his basement.

They're wearing party hats.

- This is an asset that we can put to use.

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