Building the Dream: Assembling the Avengers Page #4

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- Twelve percent?

- An argument can be made for fifteen.

- Twelve percent for my baby?

- Well, I did do all the heavy lifting.

Literally, I lifted the heavy things.

And sorry, but the security snafu? That was on you.

- My private elevator.

- You mean our elevator?

It was teeming with sweaty workmen.

I'm going to pay for that comment about

percentages in some subtle way later on, aren't I?

Not gonna be that subtle.

I'll tell you what. Next building

is gonna say 'Potts' on the tower.

- On the lease.

- Call your mom, can you bunk over?

Sir, the telephone. I'm afraid

my protocol's are being overwritten.

Stark, we need to talk.

You have reached the life model

decoy of Tony Stark, please leave a message.

- This is urgent.

- Then leave it urgently.

- Security breach. That's on you.

- Mr Stark.

- Phil! Come in.

- Phil.

- I can't stay.

- Uh...his first name is Agent.

- Come on in, we're celebrating.

- Which is why he can't stay.Soon as possible.

- I don't like being handed things

- That's alright, cause I love to be handed things.

So, let's trade.

Thank you.

Official consulting hours are between eight and five every other Thursday.

- This isn't a consultation.

- Is this about The Avengers?

- Which I...I know nothing about.

- The Avengers Initiative was scrapped, I thought.

- And I didn't even qualify.

- I didn't know that either.

Yeah, apparently I'm volatile, self obsessed, don't play well with others.

- That I did know.

- This isn't about personality profiles anymore.

- Whatever. Miss Potts, got a sec?

- You know, I thought we were having a moment.

- I was having twelve percent of a moment.

This seems so serious, Phil's pretty shaken.

- How did you notice? Why is he Phil?

- What is all this?

This is uh...

This.

- I'm going to take the jet to D.C. tonight.

- Tomorrow.

You have homework. You have a lot of homework.

Well, what if I didn't?

If you didn't?

You mean if you finished?

Then ...

Square deal. It's the last date.

Work hard.

- Do you drive past the airport, by chance?

- I can drop you.

Oh, fantastic. Does the cellist

You? Is it true relationship?

- He moved back to Portland.

- What?

We are a forty-minute

from the base, sir.

So this Dr. Banner was trying to replicate the serum that was used on me?

A lot of people were. You were the world's first superhero.

Banner thought gammer radiation might hold the key to unlocking Erskine's original formula.

- Didn't really go his way, did it?

- Not so much.

When he's got that thing though, guy's like a Stephen Hawking.

He's like a smart person.

I gotta say, it's an honor to meet you, officially.

I sort of met you, I mean, I watched you while you were sleeping.

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