Iron Man 3 Page #11

That's way cooler.

No, it's not.

Anyways, I would have added in,

um, the retro...

- Retro-reflective panels?

- To make him stealth mode.

- You want a stealth mode?

- Cool, right?

That's actually a good idea.

Maybe I'll build one.

- Not a good idea.

- Oops.

What are you doing?

You're gonna break his finger?

He's in pain.

He's been injured. Leave him alone.

Sorry.

Are you?

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

So, uh, who's home?

Well, my mom already left for the diner

and Dad went to 7-11 to get scratchers.

I guess he won,

because that was six years ago.

Hmm.

Which happens. Dads leave.

No need to be a p*ssy about it.

Here's what I need.

A laptop, a digital watch,

a cell phone,

the pneumatic actuator from

your bazooka over there,

a map of town, a big spring

and a tuna fish sandwich.

What's in it for me?

- Salvation. What's his name?

- Who?

The kid that bullies you at school.

What's his name?

How'd you know that?

I got just the thing.

This is a pinata for a cricket.

I'm kidding.

This is a very powerful weapon.

Point it away from your face,

press the button on top,

it discourages bullying.

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

Deal?

Deal? What do you say?

- Deal.

- Deal?

What's your name?

Harley. And you're...

The mechanic.

Tony.

You know what keeps

going through my head?

"Where's my sandwich?"

(INDISTINCT CHATTER

ON RADIO)

(OVERLAPPING NEWS REPORTS)

Where is Tony Stark?

(FAINT BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

(POWERING UP)

FEMALE SYNTH VOICE:

Stark secure server.

Retinal scan verified.

- TONY:
Pepper, it's me.

-(GASPS)

I've got a lot of apologies to make

and not a lot of time.

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

I put you in harm's way.

That was selfish and stupid

and it won't happen again.

PEPPER:
Why were you

at the house tonight?

What was so important

that you had to speak to Tony?

I think that my boss

is working for the Mandarin.

So, if you still want to talk about it

I suggest that we get

ourselves someplace safe.

Your boss works for the Mandarin,

you think?

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

That figures. What I actually am

is a biological DNA coder

running a team of 40

out of a privately funded think tank.

But sure, you can call me a botanist.

This boss of yours,

does he have a name?

Yeah, Aldrich Killian.

SAVIN:
Well, we took the house down,

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

- Mmm-hmm. I see.

- No Stark.

I have to go.

The master is about to record

and he's a little...

Well, you know how he gets.

Keep your appointment tonight

and call me when it's done.

(CREW CONVERSING

INDISTINCTLY)

All right, everybody.

No talking and no eye contact.

Unless you want to get shot in the face.

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