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1- Can you see?- Yeah.- You sure?- Mm-hmm.How about now?Can you see now?All right.Ready? Three fingers.Nice!- Nice throw, kiddo!- Go.Hey, you guys want mayoor mustard, or both?Who wants mayo on a hotdog?Pardon your brothers. Two mustards, please!Thanks, momma.Got it.Nate, mayo or mustard?I want ketchup.Mind your elbow...Good job, Hawkeye!Go get your arrow.Hey, guys. Enough practice.Soup's on.All right. We're coming.We're hungry.Lila, let's go.Lila?Honey?Babe?Babe?Babe?Boys!Boys?Laura!You don't need to do that,because you're justholding the position.Come on.That was close.That's a goal. We'renow one a-piece.I would like to try again.We're tied up.Feel the tension? It's fun.That was terrible. Now youhave a chance to win.And you won. Congratulations.Fair game.Good sport.You had fun?It was fun.This thing on?Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.If you find this recording...don't post it, on social media.It's gonna be a real tear-jerker.I don't know if you'reever gonna see these.I don't even knowif you're still...Oh, God. I hope so...Today is day 21... uh, 22.You know, if it wasn't forthe existensial terror ofstaring into theliteral void of space,I'd say, I'm feelingmore better today.The infection's run its course,thanks to the blue meanie back there.You'd love her. Very practical.Only a tiny bit sadistic.Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, butwe figured out a way to reverse the ion chargeto buy ourselves, about,48 hours of playtime.But it's now dead in the water.We're 1,000 lightyearsfrom the nearest 7-11.Oxygen will run outtomorrow morning.That'll be it.And Pep, I...I know I said nomore surprises, butI gotta say I was really hopingto pull off one last one.But it looks like...Well, you know whatit looks like.Don't feel bad about this.I mean actually if yougrovel for a couple weeks,and then, move onwith enormous guilt.I should probably lie down.I'm gonna caress myPlease know that...When I drift off, it will begoodbye the whole time...I'll think about you.Because it's always you.- Couldn't stop him.- Neither could I.I lost the kid.Tony, we lost.Is, umm...Oh, my God!It's okay.It's been 23 days sinceThanos came to Earth.World governments are in pieces.The parts that are still workingare trying to take a census,And it looks like he did...He did exactly what he said hewas gonna do. Thanos wiped out.....fifty percent ofall living creatures.Where is he now? Where?We don't know.He just opened a portaland walked through.What's wrong with him?He's pissed.He thinks he failed.Which of course he did, but there's alot of that goin' around, ain't there?Honestly, at this exact second, Ithought you were a Build-A-Bear.Maybe I am.We've been hunting Thanosfor three weeks now.Deep space scans, andsatellites, and we got nothing.- Tony you fought him.- Who told you that?Didn't fight him.No. He wiped my facewith a planet while aBleecker Street magiciangave away the stone.- That's what happened. There was no fight...- Okay.Did he give you any clues?Any coordinates, anything?Pfft!I saw this coming a few years back. I hada vision. I didn't wanna believe it.Thought I was dreaming.- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.- And I needed you.As in past tense. That trumps whatyou need. It's too late, buddy.Sorry.You know what I need?I need to shave.- And I believe I rememeber telling- Tony, Tony, Tony...why that otherwise,that what we needed was a suit of armoraround the world. Remember that?Whether it impacted our preciousfreedoms, or not. That's what we needed.- Well that didn't work out, did it?- I said we'd lose.You said, "We'll dothat together, too."Well guess what, Cap? We lost.You weren't there.But that's what we do, right?Our best work after the fact?We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?Not the Prevengers?Okay. You made your point.Just sit down, okay?- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.- Tony, sit, sit down!We need you. You're new blood.Bunch of tired old mills...I got nothing for you, Cap.I got no coordinates,no clues, no strategies,no options...Zero. Zip. Nada. Notrust, you liar...Here, take this. You findhim and you put that on.You hide.- Tony!- I'm fine. I...Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonnaprobably be out for the rest of the day.You guys take care of him. And I'll bringan Bezurian elixir when I come back.- Where are you going?- To kill Thanos.Hey.You know we usually workas a team here, andbetween you and I we'realso a little fragile.We realize up there is more yourterritory but this is our fight, too.- You even know where he is?- I know people who might.Don't bother.I can tell you where Thanos is.Thanos spent a long timetrying to perfect me.Then when he worked, hetalked about his great plan.Even disassembled, Iwanted to please him.I'd ask, where would we goonce his plan was complete?His answer was always the same.To The Garden.That's cute. Thanos hasa retirement plan.So where is he, then?When Thanos snapped his fingers,Earth became ground zero for a power surgeof ridiculously cosmic proportions.No one's ever seen anything like it...until two days ago.On this planet.Thanos is there.He used the stones again.Hey, hey, hey...We'd be going inshort-handed, you know?- Look, he still got the stones, so...- So let's get him.- We use them to bring everyone back.- Just like that?Yeah. Just like that.Even if there's a small chancethat we can undo this...I mean, we owe it to everyonewho's not in this room to try.If we do this, how do we know it's gonnaend any differently than it did before?Because before, youdidn't have me.Hey, new girl, everybody in thisroom is about that superhero life.And if you don't mind my asking, wherethe hell have you been all this time?There are a lot of otherplanets in the universe.And unfortunately, theydidn't have you guys.I like this one.Let's go get thisson of a bitch.Okay. Who here hasn'tbeen to space?You better not throwup on my ship.Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.I'll head down for recon.- This is gonna work Steve.- I know it will.Because I don't know whatI'm gonna do if it doesn't.No satellites, no ships, no armies,no ground defenses of any kind.It's just him.Then that's enough.Oh, no.Where are they?Answer the question.The universerequired correction.After that, the stones servedno purpose, beyond temptation.You murdered trillions!You should be grateful.- Where are the stones?- Gone.- Reduced to atoms.- You used them two days ago.I used the stones todestroy the stones.It nearly killed me.But the work is done.It always will be.I am inevitable.We have to tear this place apart.He has to be lying.My father is many things.A liar is not one of them.Thank you, Daughter.Perhaps I treatedyou too harshly...What... what did you do?I went for the head.So I, uh...Went on a date the other day.It's the first time in five years,you know? Sit there, dinner...I didn't know whatto talk about.What did you talk about?Same old crap, you know? Howthings have changed, and...My job, his job....How much we miss the Mets.Then things get quiet..He cried as they wereserving the salads.What about you?I cried just before dessert.But I'm seeing himagain tomorrow, so...That's great.You did the hardest part.You took the jump, youdidn't know where youwere gonna come down.And that's it. That's those littlebrave baby steps you gotta take.To try and become whole again.To try and find purpose.I went in the ice in '45 rightafter I met the love of my life.Woke up 70 years later.You got to move on.Got to move on.The world is in our hands.It's left to us guys.And we got to dosomething with it.Otherwise...Thanos should'vekilled all of us.What the hell?Hope?Kid! Hey, kid!What the hell happened here?My God...No. Please. Please, please.No, no, no...Excuse me. Sorry.No, Cassie, no.No.No, no.Please, please,please, please....No, Cassie...What?Cassie?Dad?You're so big!Yeah, we boarded that highlysuspect warship Danvers pinged.It was an infectiousgarbage scowl.So, thanks for the hot tip.- Well, you were closer.- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.You get a readingon those tremors?It was a mild subductionunder the African plate.Do we have a visual? Howare we handling it?Nat, it's an earthquakeunder the ocean.We handle it by not handling it.Carol, are we seeingyou here next month?- Not likely.- What, you gonna get another haircut?Listen, fur-face. I'mcovering a lot of territory.The things that arehappening on Earth arehappening everywhere, onthousands of planets.That's a good point.That's a good point.So you might not seeme for a long time.All right. Uh, well...This channel is always active.So, anything goes sideways...Anyone's making troublewhere they shouldn't...- Comes through me.- Okay.All right.Good luck.- Where are you?- Mexico.The federales found aroom full of bodies.Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Nevereven had the chance to get their guns off.- It's probably a rival gang...- Except it isn't.It's definitely Barton.What he's done here, what he'sbeen doing for the last few years,I mean, the scenethat he left...I gotta tell you, there's a part ofme that doesn't even wanna find him.Will you find out wherehe's going next?Nat...Please.Okay.You know I'd offer to clip your dinnerbut you seem pretty miserable already.You here to do your laundry?And to see a friend.Clearly, your friend is fine.You know I saw a pod of whaleswhen I was coming up the bridge.- In the Hudson?- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.You know, if you're about to tellme to look on the bright side...Um...I'm about to hit you in the headwith a peanut butter sandwich.Sorry. Force of habit.You know I keep telling everybodythey should move on and... grow.Some do.But not us.- If I move on, who does this?- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.I used to have nothing.And then I got this.This job.This family.And I was... I wasbetter because of it.And even though...they're gone...Now, I'm stilltrying to be better.I think we bothneed to get a life.You first.Oh... Hi. Hi!Is anyone home?This is Scott Lang.We met a few years ago, at the airport?In Germany?I got really big andI had my mask on.- You wouldn't recognize me.- Is this an old message?Ant-Man? Ant-Man, Iknow you know that.It's the front gate.I need to talk to you guys.Scott.- Are you okay?- Yeah.Have either of you guys everstudied quantum physics?Only in mid-conversation.Alright. So...Five years ago, right before...Thanos,I was in a place calledthe quantum realm.The quantum realm is like itsown microscopic universe.To get in there, you have to beincredibly small. Hope, she's my...She... she was my...She was supposed to pull me out.And then Thanos happened, and- I got stuck in there.- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.Yeah, but that's just it.It wasn't.For me it was five hours.See, the rules of the quantum realmaren't like they are up here.Everything is unpredictable. Is thatanybody's sandwich? I'm starving.Scott.What are you talking about?So...What I'm saying is...Time works differentlyin the quantum realm.The only problem is right now, wedon't have a way to navigate it.But what if we did?I can't stop thinking about it. Whatif we could somehow control the chaos,and we could navigate it? What ifthere was a way that we can enterthe quantum realm at a certainpoint in time but thenexit the quantum realm atanother point in time? Like...Like before Thanos.Wait, are you talkingabout a time machine?No. No, of course not.No, not a time machine.It's more like a...Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.It's crazy.But I can't stop thinking about it.There's gotta be...Some wa... It's crazy.I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,nothing sounds crazy anymore.So who do we talk to about this?Chow-time!Morgoona.Morgan H. Stark.Want some lunch?- Define lunch or be disintegrated.- Okay.You should not bewearing that, okay?That is part of a special anniversarygift I'm making for Mom.There you go. Are youthinking about lunch?Want a handful of crickets?- No.- That's what you want.- How did you find this?- Garage.Really?- Were you looking for it?- No.I found it, though.You like going to the garage, huh?So does Daddy.It's fine actually. Mom neverwears anything I wear.Now, we know whatit sounds like...Tony after everything you've seen,is anything really impossible...Quantum fluctuation messeswith the Planck scale,which then triggers the Deutschproposition. Can we agree on that?Thank you.In Layman's terms, it meansyou're not coming home.- I did.- No.You accidentally survived. It's a---It's a billion-to-onecosmic fluke.And now you wanna pull a...What do you call it?- A time heist?- Yeah. Time heist.Of course. Why didn't wethink of this before?Oh! Because it's laughable?Because it's a pipedream?The stones are in the past. Wecan go back and we can get them.We can snap our own fingers.We can bring everybody back.Or screw it up worse thanhe already has, right?I don't believe we would.Gotta say this. Sometimes, Imiss that giddy optimism.However, high hopes won'thelp if there's no logical,tangible, way for me to safelyexecute said time heist.I believe the most likely outcomewill be our collective demise.Not if we strictly followthe rules of time travel.That means no talking to our past selves,no betting on sporting events...I'm gonna stop youright there, Scott.Are you seriously tellingme that your plan tosave the universe is basedon Back to the Future?- No.- Good. You had me worried there.'Cause that'd be horseshit. That'snot how quantum physics works.Tony...We have to take a stand.We did stand. Andyet, here we are.I know you got a lot on the line.You got a wife, a daughter.But I lost someone very important to me.A lot of people did.And now, now, we have a chance to bringher back. To bring everyone back.And you're telling methat you won't even...That's right, Scott.I won't. Leave it.Got a kid.Mommy told me tocome and save you.Good job. I'm saved.I wish you'd come here toask me something else.Anything else. Honestly, Imissed you guys, it was...- Oh, and table's set for six.- Tony, I get it.And I'm happy for you.I really am.But this is a second chance.I got my second chanceright here, Cap.I can't roll the dice again.If you don't talk shop,you can stay for lunch.- He's scared.- He's not wrong.Yeah, but I mean,what are we gonna do?We need him. What,are we gonna stop?No. I wanna do it right.We're gonna need areally big brain.Bigger than his?Come on. I feel like I'm the onlyone eating. Try some of that.Have some eggs.I'm so confused.- These are confusing times.- Right. No, no...- That's not what I meant. I...- No, I get it.I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.- I'm wearing shirts now.- Yeah! How? Why?Five years ago wegot our asses beat.Except it was worse for me.Because I lost twice.First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.Then, we all lost.- No one blamed you, Bruce.- I did.For years I've beentreating the Hulk like he'ssome kind of disease,something to get rid of.But then I started lookingat him as the cure.Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I putthe brains and the brawn together.And now look at me.Best of both worlds.- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?- Yes?- Can we get a photo?- 100%, little person.Come on, step on up. You mind?Oh.- Say "green."- Green.Greeeen.- Did you get that?- That's good.Don't you wanna grab one with me?I'm Ant-Man.They're Hulk fans.They don't know Ant-Man.- Nobody does.- Wait, no, no, he wants to...You want to take apicture with him, right?He's even saying no he doesn't.I get it.I don't want it either. I don'twant a picture with them.- He's gonna feel bad.- Sorry.- They said they'd do it.- I don't want it anymore.- You'd feel bad...- Take the goddamn phone.Thank you, Mr. Hulk.No, it's great, kids.Thank you very much.- Hulk out!- Bruce.- Dab.- Bruce.Listen to your Mom.She knows better.- About we were saying...- Right.The whole time travel do-over?Guys, it's outside ofmy area of expertise.Well, you pulled this off.I remember a time when thatseemed pretty impossible, too.Look at a mod inspiration,let me see what checks out.So, recommend one last sim beforewe pack it in for the night.This time, in the shape of amobius strip, inverted. Please?Processing...Give me that eigenvalue. That, particlefactoring, and spectral decomp.- Gotta take a second.- Just a moment.And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.I'm just kinda...Model rendered.Shit!Shit!What are you doingup, Little Miss?- Shit.- No. We don't say that.Only Mommy says that word. Shecoined it, it belongs to her.Why you up?'Cause I got some important shitgoing on here. What do you think?No, I got something on my mind.I got something on my mind.- Was it Juice Pops?- Sure was.That's extortion.Great minds think alike. JuicePops, exactly was on...my mind.You done? Yeah? Now you are.- That face, goes there.- Tell me a story.A story.Once upon a time, a littlegirl went to bed. The end.That ain't the whole story.Come on, that's yourfavorite story.I love you tons.I love you 3,000.Wow.3,000. That's crazy.Go to bed. Or I'llsell all your toys.Night-night.Not that it's a competition,but she loves me 3,000.You were somewhere inthe low 6 to 900 range.- What you reading?- Just a book on composting.What's new with composting?- Just ....- I figured it out...by the way.You know, just so we're talkingabout the same thing...Time travel.What?Wow.That's...Amazing, and.... terrifying.That's right.- I got really lucky.- Yeah. I know.- A lot of people didn't.- No, I can't help everybody.- It sorta seems like you can.- Not if I stop.I can put a pin in itright now, and stop.Tony...trying to get you to stop has been oneof the few failures of my entire life.I sometimes feel I should put it in a lockedbox and drop it at the bottom of a lake......go to bed.But would you be able to rest?Okay, here we go. Timetravel test number one.Scott, fire up the, uhh...The van thing.Breakers are set. Emergencygenerators are on standby.Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don'twanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.- Excuse me?- He's kidding.You can't say things like that.Just... it was, just a bad joke.- You were kidding, right?- I have no idea.We're talking about time travel here.Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.We're good! Get your helmet on.Scott, I'm gonna send youback a week, but you'll walkaround for an hour, then bringyou back in 10 seconds.- Makes sense?- Perfectly not confusing.Good luck, Scott. You got this.You're right. I do,Captain America.On the count of three.3.. 2.. 1..Guys? This doesn't feel right.- What's going on? Hold on.- Who is that?- Is that Scott?- Yes, it's Scott!Ooh! My back!- Can you bring him back?- I'm working on it!A baby.- It's Scott.- As a baby!Bring Scott back.When I say kill thepower, kill the power.And... kill it!Somebody peed my pants.I don't know if it was"baby" me or "old" me.Or, just "me" me.Time travel!What?I see this as an absolute win.Why the long face?Let me guess. Heturned into a baby.Among other things, yeah.What are you doing here?That's the EPR paradox.Instead of pushing Lang through time, youmight've wound up pushing time through Lang.It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebodycoulda cautioned you against it.- You did.- Oh, did I?Thank God, I'm here.Regardless, I fixed it.A fully functioningtime-space GPS.I just want peace.Turns out, resentment iscorrosive, and I hate it.Me, too.We got a shot at gettingthese stones, but Igotta tell you mypriority is to bring backwhat we lost? I hope, yes.Keep what I found? Ihave to, at all costs.And, maybe not dietrying will be nice.Sounds like a deal.- Tony, I don't know...- Why? He made it for you.Plus, honestly I have to get it out thegarage before Morgan takes it sledding.Thank you, Tony.Will you keep that a little quietly?Didn't bring one for the whole team.- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?- We're working on that right now.- Hey, humie! Where's big green?- Kitchen. I think.- That's awesome.- Rodent, careful on re-entry.There's an idiot onthe landing zone.Oh, God!What's up, regular-sized man?Kind of a step down from a golden palacefor an Avenger highness or whatnot.Hey, have a little compassion, pal.First, they've lost Asgard,then half the people. They're probablyjust happy they have a home.You shouldn't have come!Valkyrie!Great to see you, Angry Girl.I think I liked you bettereither of the other ways.- This is Rocket.- How you doin'?- He won't see you.- That bad, huh?We only see him once a month,when he comes in for......supplies.- It's that bad.- Yeah.What the...Woo! Something died in here.Hello? Thor?Are you here about the cable?The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...Boys! Oh, my God!My God! How have you been?Come here, you little rascal!No, I'm good! I'm good.That's not necessary!Hulk, you know my friends,Miek, Korg, right?- Hey, boys!- Hey, guys. Long time no see.Beer's on the bucket. Feelfree to log on to the wi-fi.No password, obviously.Thor, he's back. That kid on the TVwho's called me a dickhead again.- Noobmaster.- Yeah, Noobmaster69.Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.You know, the God of Thunder?Listen, buddy. If you don't log offthis game immediately I'm gonna flyhome to your house, come down tothat basement you're hiding in,rip off your arms thenshove them up your butt!Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry toyour father, you little weasel!Thank you, Thor.Let me know if hebothers you again, okay?Thank you very much. I will.So you guys want a drink?What are you drinking?We have beer, tequila,all sorts of things.Buddy, you all right?Yes, I'm fine! Why,don't I look all right?You look like melted ice cream.So, what's up?We need your help. There might bea chance we could fix everything.What, like the cable? 'Cause that'sbeen driving me bananas for weeks.Like Thanos.Don't say that name.Um, yeah. We don't actuallysay that name in here.Please take your hand off me.Now, I know that...guy might scare you.Why would I be? Why would, whywould I be scared of that guy?I'm the one who killedthat guy, remember?Anyone else herekilled that guy?Nope. Didn't think so.Korg, why don't you, tell everybodywho chopped Thanos' big head off.Umm... Stormbreaker?Now, who's swingingStormbreaker?I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?I've been there myself.You wanna know whohelped me out of it?I don't know. Is it... Natasha?It was you.You helped me.Why don't you ask the,Asgardians down there,how much my help was worth.The ones that are left, anyway.I think we can bring them back.Stop. Just, stop...I know you think I'm down here wallowing inmy own self-pity, waiting to be rescued andand saved. But I'm fine, okay?We're fine, aren't we?Nah, all good here, mate!So, whatever it is thatyou're offering, we'renot into it, don't care,couldn't care less.Goodbye.We need you, pal.There's beer on the ship.What kind?It's him! He's after Akihiko!We never did anything to you!You're done hurting people.You're crazy!Wait! Help me!What I want...You can't give me.You shouldn't be here.Neither should you.I've got a job to do.Is that what you'recalling this?Killing all these people isn'tgonna bring your family back.We found something.A chance, maybe...Don't.Don't what?Don't give me hope.I'm sorry I couldn'tgive it to you sooner.Drifting left. On theside there, Lebowski.- Ratchet, how's it going?- It's Rocket.Take it easy. You're onlya genius on Earth, pal.Yup.Time travel suit? Not bad.Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!- I'm being very careful.- No, you're being very Hulky.- I'm being careful.- These are Pym particles, all right?And ever since Hank Pym got snappedout of existence, this is it.This is what we have. We'renot making any more.- Scott, calm down.- Sorry.We've got enough forone round trip, each.That's it. No do-overs.Plus, two test runs.One test run.All right. I'm notready for this.I'm game.I'll do it.Clint, now you're gonna feela little discombobulatedfrom the chronoshift.Don't worry about it.Wait a second, let meask you something.If we can do this, you know, goback in time, why don't we justfind baby Thanos, you know?And...- First of all, that's horrible.- It's Thanos.And secondly, time doesn't work that way.Changing the past doesn't change the future.Look, we go back, we get thestones before Thanos gets them...Thanos doesn't have the stones.Problem solved.- Bingo.- That's not how it works.- Well, that's what I heard.- What? By who? Who told you that?Star Trek, Terminator,TimeCop, Time After Time,- Quantum Leap.- A Wrinkle in Time,- Somewhere in Time,- Hot Tub Time Machine.Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,any movie that deals with time travel.Die Hard? No, it's not...This is known.I don't know why everyone believesthat, but that isn't true.Think about it: If you travel to thepast, that past becomes your future.And your former presentbecomes the past.Which can't now be changedby your new future...Exactly.So Back to the Future'sa bunch of bullshit?All right, Clint. We're going in 3..2.. 1...Cooper?- Where are my headphones?- Lila?Lila! No!Dad?Dad?Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?Yeah.It worked.It worked.Okay, so the "how" works.Now we gotta figure out the"when," and the "where."Almost everyone in thisroom has had an encounterwith at least one of thesix Infinity Stones.Well, I'd subtitute theword 'encounter' for 'damnnear been killed by one ofthe six Infinity Stones.'I haven't. I don't even know whatthe hell you're all talking about.Regardless, we only have enough PymParticles for one round trip each,and these stones have been in a lot ofdifferent places throughout history.Our history. So, not a lot ofconvenient spots to just drop in.- Which means we have to pick our targets.- Correct.So. Let's startwith the Aether.Thor, what do you know?Is he asleep?Where to start? Umm...The Aether, first,is not a stone.Someone's called it a stone before.Ahem...It's more of a... an angrysludge, sort of thing. So...Someone's gonna need to amendthat, and stop saying that.Here's an interestingstory, though.About the Aether. Mygrandafther, many yearsago, had to hide the stonefrom the Dark Elves.Scary beings. So Jane...Oh, there she is. That's Jane...She's... an old flame of mine.She... she stuck her handinside a rock this one time...and then the Aether stuckitself inside her.And, she became very, very sick.So I had to take her toAsgard, which is where I'm from.And we had to try and fix her.We were dating at the time, you see. Igot to introduce her to my Mother...who's dead, and umm....Oh, you know. Jane and I aren'teven dating anymore, so...These things happen though, you know.Nothing lasts forever.- The only thing that...- Why don't you come sit down.I'm not done yet. The only thing thatis permanent in life, is impermanence.Awesome.Eggs? Breakfast?No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.Quill said he stole thePower Stone from Morag.- Is that a person?- Morag's a planet.Quill was a person.Like a planet? Likein outer space?Oh, look. It's like a littlepuppy, all happy and everything.Do you wanna go to space? Youwanna go to space, puppy?I'll take you to space.- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.- What is Vormir?A dominion of death, at the verycenter of Celestial existence.It's where... Thanosmurdered my sister.Noted.- That Time Stone guy...- Doctor Strange.Yeah, what kindof doctor was he?- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.- Nice place in the village, though.- Yeah. Sullivan Street.- Hmm... Bleecker.Wait, he lived in New York?- No. He lived in Toronto.- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.Guys, if you pick the right year,there are three stones in New York.Shut the front door!All right. We have a plan.Six stones, threeteams, one shot.Five years ago, we lost.All of us.We lost friends...We lost family...We lost a part of ourselves.Today, we have a chanceto take it all back.You know your teams, youknow your missions.Get the stones, get them back.One round trip each. No mistakes.No do-overs.Most of us are goingsomewhere we know.But it doesn't mean weshould know what to expect.Be careful. Look outfor each other.This is the fight of our lives.And we're gonna win.Whatever it takes.Good luck.- He's pretty good at that.- Right?All right. You heard the man.Stroke those keys, jelly green.Tractors engaged.You promise to bring thatback in one piece, right?Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah. Okay.- I'll do my best.- As promises go, that was pretty lame.See you in a minute.All right, we all have our assignments.Two stones uptown, one stone, down.Stay low. Keep aneye on the clock.Feel free to smash ifthings don't go your way.I think it's gratuitous,but whatever.I'd be careful going that way.We just had the floors waxed.Ma'am, I'm lookingfor Doctor Strange.You're about... fiveyears too early.Stephen Strange is currently performingsurgery about twenty blocks that way.What do you want from him?That, actually.Ah.- I'm afraid not.- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.- You don't wanna do this.- You're right. I don't.But I need that stone, andI don't have time to...Let's start over, shall we?That's Jane.All right.Here's the deal, Tubby:You're gonna charm her and I'mgonna poke her with this thingand extract the Reality Stoneand get gone, lickety-split.I'll be right back, okay? There's awine cellar, that's just down there.My father used to fishwith a barrel of ale.- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?Who's the fancy broad?It's my Mother.She dies today.Oh. That's today?I can't do this.I can't do this.I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.This was a bad idea.- Come here.- No, no, no. I think I'm having...- I'm having a panic attack.- Come here. Right here.You think you're the only one who lostpeople? What do you think we're doing here?I lost the onlyfamily I ever had.Quill, Groot, Drax, the chickwith the antenna, all gone.Now, I get you miss your Mom.But she's gone. Really gone.And there are plenty of peoplewho are only kinda gone.But you can help them.So is it too much to ask that youbrush the crumbs outta your beard,make schmoopy talk to PrettyPants, and when she's not looking,suck out the Infinity Stone andhelp me get my family back?Okay.- Are you crying?- No...Yes!Get it together!You can do this.You can do this.All right?- Yes, I can.- Good.I can do this.I can't do this.Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.This is our shot.Thor?Thor!Alright. Bring it down low.Right on that line. That's it.Down, down.Hey, can we hurry it up?Guys, chop-chop. Come on.We're on the clock.All that, is really helpful.- Take care, okay?- Yeah.Take that stone and come back.No messing around.- Hey.- You got this.- Let's get it done.- Yes, sir.See you back.You guys watch each other's six.Yeah.The coordinates forVormir are laid in.All they have to dois not fall out.We're a long way from Budapest.Okay, so, uhh...We just wait around for thisQuill guy to show up andthen he leads us to thePower Stone, is that it?Let's take cover.We're not the only ones in2014 looking for the stones.Wait a minute, what areyou talking about rightnow? Who else is lookingfor these stones?My father, my sister...- and me.- And you?Where are you right now?- You're welcome.- I didn't ask for your help.And yet, you always need it.Get up.- Father wants us back on the ship.- Why?He's found an Infinity Stone.- Where?- On a planet called Morag.Father's plan isfinally in motion.- One stone isn't six, Nebula.- It's a start.If he gets all of them...Ronan's located the Power Stone.I'm dispatching you to his ship.- He won't like that.- His alternative is death, then.Ronan's obsessionclouds his judgement.We will not fail you, Father.No, you won't.I swear...I will make you proud.We just, wait around forthis Quill guy to show up,and then he leads us to thePower Stone, is that it?Let's take cover.We're not the only ones in2014 looking for the stones.- Who was that?- I don't know...My head is splitting...I don't know...Her synaptic drive wasprobably damaged in battle.Bring her to my ship.Got to hustle, Cap. Things look likethey're just about wrapped up here.Got it. I'm approachingthe elevator now.If it's all the same to you...I'll have that drink now.All right. Good one. No standing around,I'm closing up this door for later.By the way, feelfree to clean up.Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almostforgot that that suit- did nothing for your ass.- No one asked you to look.I think you look great, Cap.As far as I'm concerned,that's America's ass.- Uhh, magic wand?- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.We can take thatoff your hands.By all means.- Careful with that thing!- Unless you want your mind erased.- Not in a fun way.- We promise to be careful.- Who are these guys?- They are SHIELD...Well, actually Hydra. But,we didn't know that yet.Seriously, you didn't? I mean...they look like bad guys.You're small, butyou're talking loud.On my way down tocoordinate search and rescue.On my way down tocoordinate search and rescue!I mean, honestly! How doyou think you'll be...Shut up.All right, you're up, little buddy.There's our stone.Alright. Flick me.- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.- Hey! Buddy.What do you think? Maximumoccupancy has been reached.- Take the stairs!- Yeah. Stop. Stop!Take the stairs.Take the stairs!All right, Cap. I got our scepter in theelevator just passing the 80th floor.On it.- Head to the lobby.- Alright. I'll see you there.Evidence secure. We'reen route to Dr. List.No. No hitches at all, Mr.Secretary.Captain. I thought you werecoordinating search and rescue?Change of plans.Hey, Cap.Rumlow.I just got a call from the Secretary. I'mgonna be running point on the scepter.Sir? I don't understand.We got word there may bean attempt to steal it.Sorry, Cap.I can't give you the scepter.- I'm gonna have to call the Director.- That's okay. Trust me.Hail Hydra.So many stairs!Thumbelina, do you copy?I've got eyes on the prize.- It is go-time.- Bombs away.Is, is that Axe body spray?Yeah, I had a can justfor emergencies. Relax.- Can we focus, please?- I'm going inside you. Now.May I ask youwhere you're going?To lunch and then Asgard.I'm sorry, you are?Alexander Pierce. He's the man, oneof the folks behind Nick Fury.My friends call me Mr. Secretary.I'm gonna have to ask you toturn that prisoner over to me.- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.Odin can have what's left. AndI'm gonna need that case.That's been SHIELD propertyfor over 70 years.Hand over the case, Stark.All right, move it, Stuart Little. Thingsare getting dicey up here. Let's go.I'm not gonna argue who's got thehigher authority here, all right?You promise me you won't die?You're only giving me amild cardiac dysrythmia.That doesn't sound mild.I need the case.I know you got a lotta pull.I'm just saying...Okay. Then give me the case.Do it, Lang!- Get your hands off!- Window's closing. Pull my pin!Here goes!- Stark?- Stark!Look, he's convulsing.Give him air!- Medic!- Medic!You got some help!Stark, you--- yourchest machine?Breathe! Breathe!Good job. Meet me in the alley.I'm gonna grab a quick slice.No stairs!You'll be fine, Stark.Stay with us!I'll try something, okay? I haveno idea if it's gonna work.Yes!That worked a treat.That was so crazy!I had no idea ifthat was gonna work.- The case...- The case. It's, uhh...Where's the case? Where's Loki?Loki!- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?- Oh, we blew it.Loki!?Tony, what's going on?Tell me you found that cube.Oh, you gotta be shitting me.I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.I'm not Loki.And I don't wanna hurt you.I can do this all day.Yeah, I know. I know.Where did you get this?Bucky... is... alive!What?That is America's ass.- Please, please!- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.If I give up the Time Stone to helpyour reality, I'm dooming my own.With all due respect, I'm not surethe science really supports that.The Infinity Stones create what youexperience as the flow of time.Remove one of the stones,and that flow splits.Now this may benefit your reality.But my new one, not so much.In this new branched reality, without ourchief weapon against the forces of darkness,our world will be overrun.Millions will suffer.So, tell me, doctor, can yourscience prevent all that?No. But we can erase it.Because once we're done with the stones, wecan return each one into its own timelineat the moment it was taken.So, chronologically...In that reality....it never left.Yes, but you're leaving outthe most important part.In order to return thestones, you have to survive.We will. I will. I promise.I can't risk thisreality on a promise.It's the duty, of the SorcererSupreme to protect the Time Stone.Then why the hell didStrange give it away?- What did you say?- Strange. He gave it away.He gave it to Thanos.- Willingly?- Yes.- Why?- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.Or I did.Strange was meant tobe the best of us.So he must've doneit for a reason.I fear you might be right.Thank you.I'm counting on you, Bruce.We all are.Run diagnostics.Show me her memory file.Sire, the file appears entangled.It was a memory, but not hers.There's another consciousnesssharing her network.Another Nebula.Impossible.This duplicate carries a time stamp...from nine years in the future.Where is this other Nebula?In our solar system.On Morag.- Can you access her?- Yes. The two are linked.Search the duplicate'smemories, for Infinity Stones.And these stones have been in a lot ofdifferent places throughout history.Our history. So, not a lot ofconvenient spots to just drop in.- Which means we have to pick our targets.- Correct.Freeze image.Terrans.Avengers.Unruly wretches. What'sthat reflection?Amplify this, Maw.I don't understand.- Two Nebulas.- No. The same Nebula.From two different times.Set course for Morag. Scanthe duplicate's memories.I want to see everything.My ladies, I'll see you after.Go on.- What are you doing?- Ahh!You're better off leaving thesneaking to your brother.Yeah, I was simply justgoing for a walk, and uh...What are you wearing?I always wear this. Thisis one of my favorites.What's wrong with your eye?Oh, my eye. That's... youremember the Battle of Haroquin?When I got hit in theface with a broadsword?You're not the Thor Iknow at all, are you?Yes, I am.The future hasn't beenkind to you, has it?I didn't say I'mfrom the future.I was raised by witches, boy.I see with more thaneyes, and you know that.I am totally, totallyfrom the future!Yes, you are.- I really need to talk to you.- We can talk.His head was over there...His body over there...What was the point.I was too late.I was just standing there.- Some idiot with an ax.- You're no idiot.You're here aren't you? Seeking counselfrom the wisest person in Asgard.- I guess, yeah.- Idiot? No.- A failure? Absolutely.- That's a little bit harsh.You do know whatthat makes you?Just like everyone else.I'm not supposed to belike everyone else, am I?Everyone fails at who theyare supposed to be, Thor.The measure of aperson, of a herois how well they succeedat being who they are.I really missed you, Mum.Thor! I got it!Get that rabbit!- Ma, I have to tell you something.- No, son. You don't.You're here to repairyour future, not mine.- But this is about your future.- It's none of my business.Hey.You must be Mom.I got the thing. Comeon, we got to move.- I wish we had more time.- This was a gift.And you're going to be theman you're meant to be.- I love you, Mom.- I love you.And eat a salad.- Come on. We gotta go.- Goodbye.- Three... two...- No, wait!Wh- what am I looking at?Oh, sometimes it takes a second.I'm still worthy.Oh, boy.Goodbye, Mom.So he's an idiot?What's that?The tool of a thief.Whoa, whoa,whoa, whoa...This is the part where spikes come out,with skeletons on the end and everything...What are you talking about?When you break into a place calledthe temple of the Power Stone,There's gonna be a bunch of boobytraps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.I wasn't always like this.Me either.But we work withwhat we got, right?Sync up.Three.. two.. one...You murdered trillions!You should be grateful.- Where are the stones?- Gone.- Reduced to atoms.- You used them two days ago.I used the stones to destroy the stones.It nearly killed me.But the work is done.It always will be.I am inevitable.- What did you do to them?- Nothing. Yet.They're not trying to stop somethingI'm going to do in our time.They're trying to undo somethingI've already done in theirs.The stones...I found them all.I won.Tipped the cosmicscales to balance.This is your future.It's my destiny.My father is many things. Aliar is not one of them.Thank you, Daughter.Perhaps I treatedyou too harshly...And that, is destiny fulfilled.Sire, your Daughter...No......is a traitor.That's not me. It's not. I could never...I would never betray you. Never.I know.And you'll have thechance to prove it.No...He knows!Barton? Barton, come in.Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.Come on!Come in, we have a prob....Thanos knows.Thanos...Cap...Sorry, buddy.We got a problem.Huh. Yeah, we do.- Well, what are we gonna do now?- You know what, give me a break, Steve.I just got hit in thehead with a Hulk.You said that we had one shot.This, this was our shot.We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.Six stones or nothing.You're repeating yourself, you know that?You're repeating yourself.You're repeating yourself.You're repeating yourself.- No!- Come on.You never wanted a time heist, youwent on board with the time heist...- I dropped the ball.- You ruined the time heist.- Is that what I did?- Yeah!Are there any other optionswith the Tesseract?No, no, no. There'sno other options.There's no do-overs. We'renot going anywhere else.We have one particle left. Each.That's it, alright? We use that...Bye, bye. You're not going home.Yeah, well if we don't try...then no one else isgoing home, either.I got it.There's another way. To retake theTesseract and acquire new particles.We'll stroll down memory lane.Military installation, Garden State.Why were they both there?They were there at a...I'vea vaguely exact idea.How vague?What are you talking about?Where are we going?- I know for a fact they were there...- Who's they?- What are we doing?- And I know how I know.Guys, what's up? What is it?Well, it looks likewe're improvising.- Right.- What are we improvising?Scott, get this backto the compound.Suit up.What's in New Jersey?- 0-4, 0-4...- Uhh, 0-7.- 0-7.- Excuse me...1-9-7-0.- Are you sure?- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.America. Rogers. Look,if you do this,and this doesn't work,you're not coming back.Thanks for the peptalk, pissant.You trust me?I do.Your call.Here we go.Hey, man!Make love, not war!Clearly, you weren'tactually born here, right?The idea of me was.Right. Well, imagineyou're SHIELD, running aquasi-fascisticintelligence organization.Where do you hide it?In plain sight.Good luck on yourmission, Captain.Good luck on yourproject, doctor.You're new here?Not exactly.Gotcha.Back in the game.Arnim, you in there?Arnim?Hey!The door's this way, pal.Oh, yeah.I'm looking for Dr. Zola.Have you seen him?Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,I haven't seen a soul.Pardon me.Do I know you?No, sir. I'm, a...visitor from MIT.Huh. MIT.Got a name?Howard.Well that'll beeasy to remember.Howard......Potts.Well, I'm Howard Stark.Hi.Shit. Now, don't pull it.Yeah...You look a little green aroundthe gills there, Potts.I'm fine. Just, long hours.Wanna get some air?- Hello, Potts.- Yeah. That would be swell.- That way.- Okay.Need your briefcase?You're not one ofthose, are ya, Potts?- Hello.- Dr. Pym?That would be the numberthat you called. Yes.This is Capt. Stevensfrom shipping.- We have a package for you.- Bring it up.Well, that's the thing, sir.We can't.I'm confused. I thoughtthat was your job.Well, it's just... Sir,the box is glowing and,to be honest, some of our mailguys aren't feeling that great.They didn't knowbetter, did they?Yeah, they did. Youbetter get down here.Excuse me. Out of the way!So, flowers and sauerkraut. Yougot a big date tonight?My wife's expecting.And, uh... Too muchtime in the office.- Congratulations.- Thanks. Hold this, will you?Yeah, sure.- How far along is she?- I don't know... uh...She's at the point where she can'tstand the sound of my chewing.I guess I'll be eatingdinner in the pantry again.I have a little girl.A girl would be nice. Less of a chanceshe'd turn out exactly like me.What'd be so awful about that?Let's just say that the greatergood has rarely outweighedmy own self-interests.- And you've never seen these 2 men before?- No, I've got an eye for this.- The 2 of them looked fishy.- Can you describe them?- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?Definitely Mungo Jerry.Yeah, this is Chesler. Ineed every available MPson sub-level 6. We havea potential breach.So, where are youat with names?Well, if it's a boy,my wife likes Almanzo.Might wanna let that stew on.You got time.Let me ask you a question.When your kid was born...- were you nervous?- Wildly. Yeah.Did you feel qualified?Like you had any idea how tosuccessfully operate that thing?I literally pieced ittogether as I went along,I thought about whatmy Dad did, and...My old man, he never met a problemhe couldn't solve with a belt.I thought my Dadwas tough on me.And now, looking back, I justremember the good stuff, you know.- He did drop the odd pearl.- Yeah? Like what?"No amount of money everbought a second of time."Smart guy.He did his best.Let me tell you. Thatkid's not even here yetand, there's nothing Iwouldn't do for him.Good to meet you, Potts.Yeah, Howard...Everything's gonna be all right.Thank you for everything......you've done forthis country.Jarvis.Have we ever met that guy?Seems very familiar.Weird beard, though.- You're weak.- I'm you.You can stop this.You know you want to.Did you see whathappens in the future?Thanos finds the Soul Stone.You wanna knowhow he does that?You wanna know, whathe does to you?That's enough.You disgust me.But, that doesn'tmean you're useless.How do I look?Wow...Under different circumstances,this would be totally awesome.I bet the raccoon didn'thave to climb a mountain.Technically, he's nota raccoon, you know.Whatever. He eats garbage.Welcome.Natasha, daughter of Ivan.Clint, son of Edith.Who are you?Consider me a guide.To you, and to all whoseek the Soul Stone.Okay. You tell us where it is.Then we'll be on our way.If only it were that easy.What you seek liesin front of you......as does what you fear.The stone is down there.For one of you.For the other...In order to take the stone, youmust lose that which you love.An everlasting exchange.A soul, for a soul.How's it going?Jesus...Maybe he's making this shit up.No. I don't think so.Why, 'cause he knowsyour Daddy's name?I didn't.Thanos left here with the stonewithout his daughter.It's not a coincidence.Yeah.Whatever it takes.Whatever it takes.If we don't get that stone,billions of people stay dead.Then I guess we bothknow who it's gotta be.I guess we do.I'm starting to think, we've beendifferent people here, Natasha.For the last five years I've been tryingto do one thing: Get to right here.That's all it's been about.Bringing everybody back.- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.- What, you think I wanna do it?I'm trying to saveyour life, you idiot.Yeah well, I don't wantyou to, because I...Natasha, you knowwhat I've done.You know what I've become.I don't judge people ontheir worst mistakes.Maybe you should.You didn't.You're a pain in myass, you know that?Okay.You win.Tell my family I love them.You tell them yourself.Damn you!Let me go.No.Please, no.It's okay.Please...Did we get them all?You telling me this'llactually work?Clint, where's Nat?Do we know if she had family?Yeah. Us.What?I just asked him a question...Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.Why are we acting like she's dead?We have the stones, right?As long as we havethe stones, Cap, we can bringher back, isn't that right?So stop this shit. We're theAvengers, get it together.We can't get her back.- Wha- what?- It can't be undone. It can't.I'm sorry. No offense, but you'rea very earthly being. Okay?We're talking about space magic.And "can't" seems very () don't you think?Look, I know that I'm wayoutside my paygrade here.But she still isn'there, is she?- Now that's my point.- It can't be undone.Or that's at least what the,great floating guy had to say.Maybe you wanna go talk to him?Okay?Go grab your hammer, and yougo fly and you talk to him.It was supposed to be me.She sacrificed her life for thatgoddamned stone. She bet her life on it.She's not coming back.We have to make it worth it.We have to.We will.Boom!All right. The glove's ready.Question is, who's gonnasnap their freaking fingers?I'll do it.It's okay.- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.- Hey, hey...Thor, just wait.We haven't decided who'sgonna put that on yet.I'm sorry. What, were you just sittingaround waiting for the right opportunity?We should at least discuss it.Look, us sitting here staring at thatthing is not gonna bring everybody back.I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? Sothis responsibility falls upon me.It's my duty. It's not that... It's...stop it! Just let me.Just let me do it. Justlet me do something good.- Something great.- Look...It's not just the fact thatthat glove is channelingenough energy to light up acontinent, I'm telling youyou're in no condition.What do you think is coursingthrough my veins right now?Cheez Whiz?- Lightning.- Yeah.Lightning won't help you, pal.It's gotta be me.You saw what those stones did to Thanos.It almost killed him.None of you could survive.How do we know you will?I don't. But theradiation's mostly gamma.It's like...I was meant for this.Good to go, yeah?Let's do it.You remember everyoneThanos snapped away fiveyears ago and just bringingthem back to now, today.Don't change anythingfrom the last five years.Got it.Friday, do me a favor andactivate protocol 8.Yes, boss.Everybody comes home.- Take it off. Take it off!- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?Talk to me, Banner.I'm okay. I'm okay.Bruce!Don't move him.- Did it work?- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.Honey.Honey.Guys...I think it worked!I can't breathe. I can't breathe!I can't breathe.Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!Hurry up! Hurry up!Come on!Rhodey!Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We'rein the lower level, it's flooding!- What?- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!Wait! I'm here! I'mhere, can you hear me?Cap?Daughter.Yes, Father.So, this is the future.Well done.Thank you, Father. Theysuspected nothing.The arrogant never do.Go.Find the stones.Bring them to me.What will you do?Wait.Tell me something.In the future, whathappens to you and me?I tried to kill you.Several times.But eventually,we become friends.We become sisters.Come on.We can stop him.Come on, buddy. Wake up.That's my man.You lose this again,I'm keeping it.What happened?We messed with time.It tends to mess back.You'll see.What's he been doing?Absolutely nothing.Where are the stones?Lost somewhere under all this.All I know is hedoesn't have them.So we keep it that way.- You know it's a trap, right?- Yeah...I don't much care.Good.Just as long as we'reall in agreement.Let's kill himproperly this time.You could not livewith your own failure.Where did that bring you?Back to me.I thought by eliminatinghalf of life,the other half would thrive.But you've shown me,that's impossible.And as long as there are thosethat remember what was,there will always be those thatare unable to accept what can be.They will resist.Yep. We're allkinds of stubborn.I'm thankful.Because now, I knowwhat I must do.I will shred this universedown to its last atom.And then...With the stones you've collectedfor me, create a new one.Teeming with life,but knows not what it has lostbut only what it has been given.A grateful universe.Born out of blood.They'll never know it.Because you won't bealive to tell them.See you on the other side, man.Hang on! I'm coming!Oh, hey...I know you.Father. I have the stones.What?!Stop.You're betraying us?You don't have to do this.I am... this.No, you're not.You've seen what we become.Nebula, listen to her.You can change.He won't let me.No!Okay, Thor. Hit me.Boss, wake up.I knew it!In all my years of conquest...violence...slaughter...It was never personal.But I'll tell you now...what I'm about to doto your stubborn,annoying little planet...I'm gonna enjoy it.Very, very much.Cap, you hear me?Cap, it's Sam.Can you hear me?On your left.Is that everyone?What, you wanted more?Avengers...... assemble.No, no. Give me that.You have the little one.Hey!Holy cow.You will not believe what's been going on.Do you remember when we were in space?And I got all dusty? I must've passedout, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.But Doctor Strange was there, right?He was like,"It's been five years.Come on, they need us!"And then he started doing the yellowsparkly thing that he does all the time...What are you doing?This is nice.Gamora?I thought I lost you.Don't... touch... me!You missed the first time...then you got themboth the second time.This is the one? Seriously?The choices were him, or a tree.Cap, what do you want me todo with this damn thing?Get those stones asfar away as possible!No!We need to get them backwhere they came from.No way to get them back. Thanosdestroyed the quantum tunnel.Hold on!That wasn't ouronly time machine.Anyone see an uglybrown van up there?Yes!But you're not gonnalike where it's parked.Scott, how long you needto get that thing working?Maybe ten minutes.Get it started. We'llget the stones to you.We're on it, Cap.Hey.You said one out of 14million, we win, yeah?Tell me this is it.If I tell you whathappens, it won't happen.You better be right.It's a mess back here.It's... it's dead.- What?- It's dead.I have to hotwire it.Where's Nebula?She's not responding.Sire!Clint!Give it to me.You took everything from me.I don't even know who you are.You will.I got it!Activate Instant Kill!Rain fire!But Sire, our troops!Just do it!Is anyone else seeing this?I got this.I got this!Okay, I don't got this.- Help! Somebody, help!- Hey, Queens. Heads up.Hang on. I got you, kid.Hey! Nice to meet---Oh! My God!What the hell is this?Friday, what are they firing at?Something just enteredthe upper atmosphere.Oh, yeah!Danvers, we need an assist here.Hi. I'm Peter Parker.Hey, Peter Parker. Gotsomething for me?I don't know how you'regonna get through all that.Don't worry.She's got help.I am... inevitable.And I...am...... Iron Man.Mr. Stark?Hey...Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?It's Peter.We won.Mr. Stark....We won, Mr. Stark.We won and you did it, sir.You did it.I'm sorry... Tony...- Hey.- Hey, Pep...- Friday?- Life functions critical.Tony.Look at me.We're gonna be okay.You can rest now.Everybody wants ahappy ending, right?But it doesn't alwaysroll that way.Maybe this time.I'm hoping if youplay this back,it's in celebration.I hope families are reunited,I hope we get it back,and something like anormal version of theplanet has been restored.If there ever was such a thing.God, what a world.Universe, now.If you told me ten yearsago that we weren't alone,let alone, you know,to this extent,I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.But come on, you know?That epic forces of darkness andlight that have come into play.And, for better or worse,that's the reality Morgan's gonnahave to find a way to grow up in.So I found the time and Irecorded a little greeting...In the case of an untimely death.On my part.Not that, death in anytime isn't untimely.This time travel thing that we'regonna try and pull off tomorrow,it's, it's got me scratchingmy head about this.But then again, that's the hero gig.Part of the journey is the end.Everything's gonna work outexactly the way it's supposed to.I love you 3,000.You know, I wishthere was a way...that I could let her know.That we won.We did it.She knows.They both do.How you doing, Squirt?- Good.- You good?- Okay. You hungry?- Mm-hmm.- What do you want?- Cheeseburgers.You know your Dadliked cheeseburgers?I'm gonna get you all thecheeseburgers you want.Okay.So, when can we expect you back?- About that...- Thor. Your people need a king.No, they already have one.That's funny.You're being serious?It's time for me to bewho I am rather thanwho I'm supposed to be.But you, you're a leader.That's who you are.You know I'd make a lotof changes around here.I'm counting on it.Your Majesty.What will you do?I'm not sure.For the first time in athousand years, I...I have no path. I dohave a ride, though.Move it or lose it, hairbag.Well, here we are.Tree! Good to see you.Well...The As-Guardians of theGalaxy back together again.Where to first?Just so you know, this is my ship still.I'm in charge.I know. I know. Ofcourse, you are.Of course.See, you say of course, butthen you touch the map.It makes you think that maybe youdidn't realize I was in charge.Quail, that's your owninsecurities in there. Okay?I'm merely trying to be of service.An assistant.- Quill.- That's what I said.You should fight one anotherfor the honor of leadership.Sounds fair.- It's not necessary.- It's not.Okay?I got some blasters unlessyou guys wanna use knives.Oh, yes. Please, use knives.I am Groot.Not necessary.There shall be noknifing one another.Everybody knows who's in charge.It's me.Yes, you! Of course!Of course. Of course.Remember...You have to return the stones atthe exact moment you got them.Or you're gonna open up a bunchof nasty alternative realities.Don't worry, Bruce.Clip all the branches.You know, I tried.When I had the gauntlet, the stones,I really tried to bring her back.- I miss them, man.- Me, too.You know, if you want,I can come with you.You're a good man, Sam.This one's on me, though.Don't do anything stupid'till I get back.How can I? You're takingall the stupid with you.Gonna miss you, Buddy.It's gonna be okay, Buck.How long is this gonna take?For him? As long as heneeds, For us, five seconds.Ready, Cap?Alright. We'll meetyou back here, okay?You bet.Going quantum. Three..two.. one...And returning in, five,four, three, two, one...Where is he?I don't know. He blew right by histime stamp. He should be here.- Well, get him back.- I'm trying.- Get him the hell back.- I said, I'm trying!Sam.Go ahead.Cap?Hi, Sam.So did something go wrong,or did something go right?Well, after I put thestones back, I thought...Maybe I'll try someof that life Tony was...telling me to get.How did that work out for you?It was beautiful.I'm happy for you. Truly.Thank you.Only thing bumming meout is the fact I haveto live in a worldwithout Captain America.Oh...That reminds me...Try it on.How's it feel?Like it's someone else's.It isn't.Thank you.I'll do my best.That's why it's yours.You wanna tell me about her?No.No, I don't think I will.Subbed By: Fuj69Film(iamdepressed69)Jeej FujjuFMore Movie Scripts | Request a Movie TranscriptRead more: https://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=avengers-endgame

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1- Can you see?- Yeah.- You sure?- Mm-hmm.How about now?Can you see now?All right.Ready? Three fingers.Nice!- Nice throw, kiddo!- Go.Hey, you guys want mayoor mustard, or both?Who wants mayo on a hotdog?Pardon your brothers. Two mustards, please!Thanks, momma.Got it.Nate, mayo or mustard?I want ketchup.Mind your elbow...Good job, Hawkeye!Go get your arrow.Hey, guys. Enough practice.Soup's on.All right. We're coming.We're hungry.Lila, let's go.Lila?Honey?Babe?Babe?Babe?Boys!Boys?Laura!You don't need to do that,because you're justholding the position.Come on.That was close.That's a goal. We'renow one a-piece.I would like to try again.We're tied up.Feel the tension? It's fun.That was terrible. Now youhave a chance to win.And you won. Congratulations.Fair game.Good sport.You had fun?It was fun.This thing on?Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.If you find this recording...don't post it, on social media.It's gonna be a real tear-jerker.I don't know if you'reever gonna see these.I don't even knowif you're still...Oh, God. I hope so...Today is day 21... uh, 22.You know, if it wasn't forthe existensial terror ofstaring into theliteral void of space,I'd say, I'm feelingmore better today.The infection's run its course,thanks to the blue meanie back there.You'd love her. Very practical.Only a tiny bit sadistic.Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, butwe figured out a way to reverse the ion chargeto buy ourselves, about,48 hours of playtime.But it's now dead in the water.We're 1,000 lightyearsfrom the nearest 7-11.Oxygen will run outtomorrow morning.That'll be it.And Pep, I...I know I said nomore surprises, butI gotta say I was really hopingto pull off one last one.But it looks like...Well, you know whatit looks like.Don't feel bad about this.I mean actually if yougrovel for a couple weeks,and then, move onwith enormous guilt.I should probably lie down.I'm gonna caress myPlease know that...When I drift off, it will begoodbye the whole time...I'll think about you.Because it's always you.- Couldn't stop him.- Neither could I.I lost the kid.Tony, we lost.Is, umm...Oh, my God!It's okay.It's been 23 days sinceThanos came to Earth.World governments are in pieces.The parts that are still workingare trying to take a census,And it looks like he did...He did exactly what he said hewas gonna do. Thanos wiped out.....fifty percent ofall living creatures.Where is he now? Where?We don't know.He just opened a portaland walked through.What's wrong with him?He's pissed.He thinks he failed.Which of course he did, but there's alot of that goin' around, ain't there?Honestly, at this exact second, Ithought you were a Build-A-Bear.Maybe I am.We've been hunting Thanosfor three weeks now.Deep space scans, andsatellites, and we got nothing.- Tony you fought him.- Who told you that?Didn't fight him.No. He wiped my facewith a planet while aBleecker Street magiciangave away the stone.- That's what happened. There was no fight...- Okay.Did he give you any clues?Any coordinates, anything?Pfft!I saw this coming a few years back. I hada vision. I didn't wanna believe it.Thought I was dreaming.- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.- And I needed you.As in past tense. That trumps whatyou need. It's too late, buddy.Sorry.You know what I need?I need to shave.- And I believe I rememeber telling- Tony, Tony, Tony...why that otherwise,that what we needed was a suit of armoraround the world. Remember that?Whether it impacted our preciousfreedoms, or not. That's what we needed.- Well that didn't work out, did it?- I said we'd lose.You said, "We'll dothat together, too."Well guess what, Cap? We lost.You weren't there.But that's what we do, right?Our best work after the fact?We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?Not the Prevengers?Okay. You made your point.Just sit down, okay?- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.- Tony, sit, sit down!We need you. You're new blood.Bunch of tired old mills...I got nothing for you, Cap.I got no coordinates,no clues, no strategies,no options...Zero. Zip. Nada. Notrust, you liar...Here, take this. You findhim and you put that on.You hide.- Tony!- I'm fine. I...Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonnaprobably be out for the rest of the day.You guys take care of him. And I'll bringan Bezurian elixir when I come back.- Where are you going?- To kill Thanos.Hey.You know we usually workas a team here, andbetween you and I we'realso a little fragile.We realize up there is more yourterritory but this is our fight, too.- You even know where he is?- I know people who might.Don't bother.I can tell you where Thanos is.Thanos spent a long timetrying to perfect me.Then when he worked, hetalked about his great plan.Even disassembled, Iwanted to please him.I'd ask, where would we goonce his plan was complete?His answer was always the same.To The Garden.That's cute. Thanos hasa retirement plan.So where is he, then?When Thanos snapped his fingers,Earth became ground zero for a power surgeof ridiculously cosmic proportions.No one's ever seen anything like it...until two days ago.On this planet.Thanos is there.He used the stones again.Hey, hey, hey...We'd be going inshort-handed, you know?- Look, he still got the stones, so...- So let's get him.- We use them to bring everyone back.- Just like that?Yeah. Just like that.Even if there's a small chancethat we can undo this...I mean, we owe it to everyonewho's not in this room to try.If we do this, how do we know it's gonnaend any differently than it did before?Because before, youdidn't have me.Hey, new girl, everybody in thisroom is about that superhero life.And if you don't mind my asking, wherethe hell have you been all this time?There are a lot of otherplanets in the universe.And unfortunately, theydidn't have you guys.I like this one.Let's go get thisson of a bitch.Okay. Who here hasn'tbeen to space?You better not throwup on my ship.Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.I'll head down for recon.- This is gonna work Steve.- I know it will.Because I don't know whatI'm gonna do if it doesn't.No satellites, no ships, no armies,no ground defenses of any kind.It's just him.Then that's enough.Oh, no.Where are they?Answer the question.The universerequired correction.After that, the stones servedno purpose, beyond temptation.You murdered trillions!You should be grateful.- Where are the stones?- Gone.- Reduced to atoms.- You used them two days ago.I used the stones todestroy the stones.It nearly killed me.But the work is done.It always will be.I am inevitable.We have to tear this place apart.He has to be lying.My father is many things.A liar is not one of them.Thank you, Daughter.Perhaps I treatedyou too harshly...What... what did you do?I went for the head.So I, uh...Went on a date the other day.It's the first time in five years,you know? Sit there, dinner...I didn't know whatto talk about.What did you talk about?Same old crap, you know? Howthings have changed, and...My job, his job....How much we miss the Mets.Then things get quiet..He cried as they wereserving the salads.What about you?I cried just before dessert.But I'm seeing himagain tomorrow, so...That's great.You did the hardest part.You took the jump, youdidn't know where youwere gonna come down.And that's it. That's those littlebrave baby steps you gotta take.To try and become whole again.To try and find purpose.I went in the ice in '45 rightafter I met the love of my life.Woke up 70 years later.You got to move on.Got to move on.The world is in our hands.It's left to us guys.And we got to dosomething with it.Otherwise...Thanos should'vekilled all of us.What the hell?Hope?Kid! Hey, kid!What the hell happened here?My God...No. Please. Please, please.No, no, no...Excuse me. Sorry.No, Cassie, no.No.No, no.Please, please,please, please....No, Cassie...What?Cassie?Dad?You're so big!Yeah, we boarded that highlysuspect warship Danvers pinged.It was an infectiousgarbage scowl.So, thanks for the hot tip.- Well, you were closer.- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.You get a readingon those tremors?It was a mild subductionunder the African plate.Do we have a visual? Howare we handling it?Nat, it's an earthquakeunder the ocean.We handle it by not handling it.Carol, are we seeingyou here next month?- Not likely.- What, you gonna get another haircut?Listen, fur-face. I'mcovering a lot of territory.The things that arehappening on Earth arehappening everywhere, onthousands of planets.That's a good point.That's a good point.So you might not seeme for a long time.All right. Uh, well...This channel is always active.So, anything goes sideways...Anyone's making troublewhere they shouldn't...- Comes through me.- Okay.All right.Good luck.- Where are you?- Mexico.The federales found aroom full of bodies.Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Nevereven had the chance to get their guns off.- It's probably a rival gang...- Except it isn't.It's definitely Barton.What he's done here, what he'sbeen doing for the last few years,I mean, the scenethat he left...I gotta tell you, there's a part ofme that doesn't even wanna find him.Will you find out wherehe's going next?Nat...Please.Okay.You know I'd offer to clip your dinnerbut you seem pretty miserable already.You here to do your laundry?And to see a friend.Clearly, your friend is fine.You know I saw a pod of whaleswhen I was coming up the bridge.- In the Hudson?- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.You know, if you're about to tellme to look on the bright side...Um...I'm about to hit you in the headwith a peanut butter sandwich.Sorry. Force of habit.You know I keep telling everybodythey should move on and... grow.Some do.But not us.- If I move on, who does this?- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.I used to have nothing.And then I got this.This job.This family.And I was... I wasbetter because of it.And even though...they're gone...Now, I'm stilltrying to be better.I think we bothneed to get a life.You first.Oh... Hi. Hi!Is anyone home?This is Scott Lang.We met a few years ago, at the airport?In Germany?I got really big andI had my mask on.- You wouldn't recognize me.- Is this an old message?Ant-Man? Ant-Man, Iknow you know that.It's the front gate.I need to talk to you guys.Scott.- Are you okay?- Yeah.Have either of you guys everstudied quantum physics?Only in mid-conversation.Alright. So...Five years ago, right before...Thanos,I was in a place calledthe quantum realm.The quantum realm is like itsown microscopic universe.To get in there, you have to beincredibly small. Hope, she's my...She... she was my...She was supposed to pull me out.And then Thanos happened, and- I got stuck in there.- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.Yeah, but that's just it.It wasn't.For me it was five hours.See, the rules of the quantum realmaren't like they are up here.Everything is unpredictable. Is thatanybody's sandwich? I'm starving.Scott.What are you talking about?So...What I'm saying is...Time works differentlyin the quantum realm.The only problem is right now, wedon't have a way to navigate it.But what if we did?I can't stop thinking about it. Whatif we could somehow control the chaos,and we could navigate it? What ifthere was a way that we can enterthe quantum realm at a certainpoint in time but thenexit the quantum realm atanother point in time? Like...Like before Thanos.Wait, are you talkingabout a time machine?No. No, of course not.No, not a time machine.It's more like a...Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.It's crazy.But I can't stop thinking about it.There's gotta be...Some wa... It's crazy.I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,nothing sounds crazy anymore.So who do we talk to about this?Chow-time!Morgoona.Morgan H. Stark.Want some lunch?- Define lunch or be disintegrated.- Okay.You should not bewearing that, okay?That is part of a special anniversarygift I'm making for Mom.There you go. Are youthinking about lunch?Want a handful of crickets?- No.- That's what you want.- How did you find this?- Garage.Really?- Were you looking for it?- No.I found it, though.You like going to the garage, huh?So does Daddy.It's fine actually. Mom neverwears anything I wear.Now, we know whatit sounds like...Tony after everything you've seen,is anything really impossible...Quantum fluctuation messeswith the Planck scale,which then triggers the Deutschproposition. Can we agree on that?Thank you.In Layman's terms, it meansyou're not coming home.- I did.- No.You accidentally survived. It's a---It's a billion-to-onecosmic fluke.And now you wanna pull a...What do you call it?- A time heist?- Yeah. Time heist.Of course. Why didn't wethink of this before?Oh! Because it's laughable?Because it's a pipedream?The stones are in the past. Wecan go back and we can get them.We can snap our own fingers.We can bring everybody back.Or screw it up worse thanhe already has, right?I don't believe we would.Gotta say this. Sometimes, Imiss that giddy optimism.However, high hopes won'thelp if there's no logical,tangible, way for me to safelyexecute said time heist.I believe the most likely outcomewill be our collective demise.Not if we strictly followthe rules of time travel.That means no talking to our past selves,no betting on sporting events...I'm gonna stop youright there, Scott.Are you seriously tellingme that your plan tosave the universe is basedon Back to the Future?- No.- Good. You had me worried there.'Cause that'd be horseshit. That'snot how quantum physics works.Tony...We have to take a stand.We did stand. Andyet, here we are.I know you got a lot on the line.You got a wife, a daughter.But I lost someone very important to me.A lot of people did.And now, now, we have a chance to bringher back. To bring everyone back.And you're telling methat you won't even...That's right, Scott.I won't. Leave it.Got a kid.Mommy told me tocome and save you.Good job. I'm saved.I wish you'd come here toask me something else.Anything else. Honestly, Imissed you guys, it was...- Oh, and table's set for six.- Tony, I get it.And I'm happy for you.I really am.But this is a second chance.I got my second chanceright here, Cap.I can't roll the dice again.If you don't talk shop,you can stay for lunch.- He's scared.- He's not wrong.Yeah, but I mean,what are we gonna do?We need him. What,are we gonna stop?No. I wanna do it right.We're gonna need areally big brain.Bigger than his?Come on. I feel like I'm the onlyone eating. Try some of that.Have some eggs.I'm so confused.- These are confusing times.- Right. No, no...- That's not what I meant. I...- No, I get it.I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.- I'm wearing shirts now.- Yeah! How? Why?Five years ago wegot our asses beat.Except it was worse for me.Because I lost twice.First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.Then, we all lost.- No one blamed you, Bruce.- I did.For years I've beentreating the Hulk like he'ssome kind of disease,something to get rid of.But then I started lookingat him as the cure.Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I putthe brains and the brawn together.And now look at me.Best of both worlds.- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?- Yes?- Can we get a photo?- 100%, little person.Come on, step on up. You mind?Oh.- Say "green."- Green.Greeeen.- Did you get that?- That's good.Don't you wanna grab one with me?I'm Ant-Man.They're Hulk fans.They don't know Ant-Man.- Nobody does.- Wait, no, no, he wants to...You want to take apicture with him, right?He's even saying no he doesn't.I get it.I don't want it either. I don'twant a picture with them.- He's gonna feel bad.- Sorry.- They said they'd do it.- I don't want it anymore.- You'd feel bad...- Take the goddamn phone.Thank you, Mr. Hulk.No, it's great, kids.Thank you very much.- Hulk out!- Bruce.- Dab.- Bruce.Listen to your Mom.She knows better.- About we were saying...- Right.The whole time travel do-over?Guys, it's outside ofmy area of expertise.Well, you pulled this off.I remember a time when thatseemed pretty impossible, too.Look at a mod inspiration,let me see what checks out.So, recommend one last sim beforewe pack it in for the night.This time, in the shape of amobius strip, inverted. Please?Processing...Give me that eigenvalue. That, particlefactoring, and spectral decomp.- Gotta take a second.- Just a moment.And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.I'm just kinda...Model rendered.Shit!Shit!What are you doingup, Little Miss?- Shit.- No. We don't say that.Only Mommy says that word. Shecoined it, it belongs to her.Why you up?'Cause I got some important shitgoing on here. What do you think?No, I got something on my mind.I got something on my mind.- Was it Juice Pops?- Sure was.That's extortion.Great minds think alike. JuicePops, exactly was on...my mind.You done? Yeah? Now you are.- That face, goes there.- Tell me a story.A story.Once upon a time, a littlegirl went to bed. The end.That ain't the whole story.Come on, that's yourfavorite story.I love you tons.I love you 3,000.Wow.3,000. That's crazy.Go to bed. Or I'llsell all your toys.Night-night.Not that it's a competition,but she loves me 3,000.You were somewhere inthe low 6 to 900 range.- What you reading?- Just a book on composting.What's new with composting?- Just ....- I figured it out...by the way.You know, just so we're talkingabout the same thing...Time travel.What?Wow.That's...Amazing, and.... terrifying.That's right.- I got really lucky.- Yeah. I know.- A lot of people didn't.- No, I can't help everybody.- It sorta seems like you can.- Not if I stop.I can put a pin in itright now, and stop.Tony...trying to get you to stop has been oneof the few failures of my entire life.I sometimes feel I should put it in a lockedbox and drop it at the bottom of a lake......go to bed.But would you be able to rest?Okay, here we go. Timetravel test number one.Scott, fire up the, uhh...The van thing.Breakers are set. Emergencygenerators are on standby.Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don'twanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.- Excuse me?- He's kidding.You can't say things like that.Just... it was, just a bad joke.- You were kidding, right?- I have no idea.We're talking about time travel here.Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.We're good! Get your helmet on.Scott, I'm gonna send youback a week, but you'll walkaround for an hour, then bringyou back in 10 seconds.- Makes sense?- Perfectly not confusing.Good luck, Scott. You got this.You're right. I do,Captain America.On the count of three.3.. 2.. 1..Guys? This doesn't feel right.- What's going on? Hold on.- Who is that?- Is that Scott?- Yes, it's Scott!Ooh! My back!- Can you bring him back?- I'm working on it!A baby.- It's Scott.- As a baby!Bring Scott back.When I say kill thepower, kill the power.And... kill it!Somebody peed my pants.I don't know if it was"baby" me or "old" me.Or, just "me" me.Time travel!What?I see this as an absolute win.Why the long face?Let me guess. Heturned into a baby.Among other things, yeah.What are you doing here?That's the EPR paradox.Instead of pushing Lang through time, youmight've wound up pushing time through Lang.It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebodycoulda cautioned you against it.- You did.- Oh, did I?Thank God, I'm here.Regardless, I fixed it.A fully functioningtime-space GPS.I just want peace.Turns out, resentment iscorrosive, and I hate it.Me, too.We got a shot at gettingthese stones, but Igotta tell you mypriority is to bring backwhat we lost? I hope, yes.Keep what I found? Ihave to, at all costs.And, maybe not dietrying will be nice.Sounds like a deal.- Tony, I don't know...- Why? He made it for you.Plus, honestly I have to get it out thegarage before Morgan takes it sledding.Thank you, Tony.Will you keep that a little quietly?Didn't bring one for the whole team.- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?- We're working on that right now.- Hey, humie! Where's big green?- Kitchen. I think.- That's awesome.- Rodent, careful on re-entry.There's an idiot onthe landing zone.Oh, God!What's up, regular-sized man?Kind of a step down from a golden palacefor an Avenger highness or whatnot.Hey, have a little compassion, pal.First, they've lost Asgard,then half the people. They're probablyjust happy they have a home.You shouldn't have come!Valkyrie!Great to see you, Angry Girl.I think I liked you bettereither of the other ways.- This is Rocket.- How you doin'?- He won't see you.- That bad, huh?We only see him once a month,when he comes in for......supplies.- It's that bad.- Yeah.What the...Woo! Something died in here.Hello? Thor?Are you here about the cable?The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...Boys! Oh, my God!My God! How have you been?Come here, you little rascal!No, I'm good! I'm good.That's not necessary!Hulk, you know my friends,Miek, Korg, right?- Hey, boys!- Hey, guys. Long time no see.Beer's on the bucket. Feelfree to log on to the wi-fi.No password, obviously.Thor, he's back. That kid on the TVwho's called me a dickhead again.- Noobmaster.- Yeah, Noobmaster69.Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.You know, the God of Thunder?Listen, buddy. If you don't log offthis game immediately I'm gonna flyhome to your house, come down tothat basement you're hiding in,rip off your arms thenshove them up your butt!Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry toyour father, you little weasel!Thank you, Thor.Let me know if hebothers you again, okay?Thank you very much. I will.So you guys want a drink?What are you drinking?We have beer, tequila,all sorts of things.Buddy, you all right?Yes, I'm fine! Why,don't I look all right?You look like melted ice cream.So, what's up?We need your help. There might bea chance we could fix everything.What, like the cable? 'Cause that'sbeen driving me bananas for weeks.Like Thanos.Don't say that name.Um, yeah. We don't actuallysay that name in here.Please take your hand off me.Now, I know that...guy might scare you.Why would I be? Why would, whywould I be scared of that guy?I'm the one who killedthat guy, remember?Anyone else herekilled that guy?Nope. Didn't think so.Korg, why don't you, tell everybodywho chopped Thanos' big head off.Umm... Stormbreaker?Now, who's swingingStormbreaker?I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?I've been there myself.You wanna know whohelped me out of it?I don't know. Is it... Natasha?It was you.You helped me.Why don't you ask the,Asgardians down there,how much my help was worth.The ones that are left, anyway.I think we can bring them back.Stop. Just, stop...I know you think I'm down here wallowing inmy own self-pity, waiting to be rescued andand saved. But I'm fine, okay?We're fine, aren't we?Nah, all good here, mate!So, whatever it is thatyou're offering, we'renot into it, don't care,couldn't care less.Goodbye.We need you, pal.There's beer on the ship.What kind?It's him! He's after Akihiko!We never did anything to you!You're done hurting people.You're crazy!Wait! Help me!What I want...You can't give me.You shouldn't be here.Neither should you.I've got a job to do.Is that what you'recalling this?Killing all these people isn'tgonna bring your family back.We found something.A chance, maybe...Don't.Don't what?Don't give me hope.I'm sorry I couldn'tgive it to you sooner.Drifting left. On theside there, Lebowski.- Ratchet, how's it going?- It's Rocket.Take it easy. You're onlya genius on Earth, pal.Yup.Time travel suit? Not bad.Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!- I'm being very careful.- No, you're being very Hulky.- I'm being careful.- These are Pym particles, all right?And ever since Hank Pym got snappedout of existence, this is it.This is what we have. We'renot making any more.- Scott, calm down.- Sorry.We've got enough forone round trip, each.That's it. No do-overs.Plus, two test runs.One test run.All right. I'm notready for this.I'm game.I'll do it.Clint, now you're gonna feela little discombobulatedfrom the chronoshift.Don't worry about it.Wait a second, let meask you something.If we can do this, you know, goback in time, why don't we justfind baby Thanos, you know?And...- First of all, that's horrible.- It's Thanos.And secondly, time doesn't work that way.Changing the past doesn't change the future.Look, we go back, we get thestones before Thanos gets them...Thanos doesn't have the stones.Problem solved.- Bingo.- That's not how it works.- Well, that's what I heard.- What? By who? Who told you that?Star Trek, Terminator,TimeCop, Time After Time,- Quantum Leap.- A Wrinkle in Time,- Somewhere in Time,- Hot Tub Time Machine.Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,any movie that deals with time travel.Die Hard? No, it's not...This is known.I don't know why everyone believesthat, but that isn't true.Think about it: If you travel to thepast, that past becomes your future.And your former presentbecomes the past.Which can't now be changedby your new future...Exactly.So Back to the Future'sa bunch of bullshit?All right, Clint. We're going in 3..2.. 1...Cooper?- Where are my headphones?- Lila?Lila! No!Dad?Dad?Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?Yeah.It worked.It worked.Okay, so the "how" works.Now we gotta figure out the"when," and the "where."Almost everyone in thisroom has had an encounterwith at least one of thesix Infinity Stones.Well, I'd subtitute theword 'encounter' for 'damnnear been killed by one ofthe six Infinity Stones.'I haven't. I don't even know whatthe hell you're all talking about.Regardless, we only have enough PymParticles for one round trip each,and these stones have been in a lot ofdifferent places throughout history.Our history. So, not a lot ofconvenient spots to just drop in.- Which means we have to pick our targets.- Correct.So. Let's startwith the Aether.Thor, what do you know?Is he asleep?Where to start? Umm...The Aether, first,is not a stone.Someone's called it a stone before.Ahem...It's more of a... an angrysludge, sort of thing. So...Someone's gonna need to amendthat, and stop saying that.Here's an interestingstory, though.About the Aether. Mygrandafther, many yearsago, had to hide the stonefrom the Dark Elves.Scary beings. So Jane...Oh, there she is. That's Jane...She's... an old flame of mine.She... she stuck her handinside a rock this one time...and then the Aether stuckitself inside her.And, she became very, very sick.So I had to take her toAsgard, which is where I'm from.And we had to try and fix her.We were dating at the time, you see. Igot to introduce her to my Mother...who's dead, and umm....Oh, you know. Jane and I aren'teven dating anymore, so...These things happen though, you know.Nothing lasts forever.- The only thing that...- Why don't you come sit down.I'm not done yet. The only thing thatis permanent in life, is impermanence.Awesome.Eggs? Breakfast?No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.Quill said he stole thePower Stone from Morag.- Is that a person?- Morag's a planet.Quill was a person.Like a planet? Likein outer space?Oh, look. It's like a littlepuppy, all happy and everything.Do you wanna go to space? Youwanna go to space, puppy?I'll take you to space.- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.- What is Vormir?A dominion of death, at the verycenter of Celestial existence.It's where... Thanosmurdered my sister.Noted.- That Time Stone guy...- Doctor Strange.Yeah, what kindof doctor was he?- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.- Nice place in the village, though.- Yeah. Sullivan Street.- Hmm... Bleecker.Wait, he lived in New York?- No. He lived in Toronto.- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.Guys, if you pick the right year,there are three stones in New York.Shut the front door!All right. We have a plan.Six stones, threeteams, one shot.Five years ago, we lost.All of us.We lost friends...We lost family...We lost a part of ourselves.Today, we have a chanceto take it all back.You know your teams, youknow your missions.Get the stones, get them back.One round trip each. No mistakes.No do-overs.Most of us are goingsomewhere we know.But it doesn't mean weshould know what to expect.Be careful. Look outfor each other.This is the fight of our lives.And we're gonna win.Whatever it takes.Good luck.- He's pretty good at that.- Right?All right. You heard the man.Stroke those keys, jelly green.Tractors engaged.You promise to bring thatback in one piece, right?Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah. Okay.- I'll do my best.- As promises go, that was pretty lame.See you in a minute.All right, we all have our assignments.Two stones uptown, one stone, down.Stay low. Keep aneye on the clock.Feel free to smash ifthings don't go your way.I think it's gratuitous,but whatever.I'd be careful going that way.We just had the floors waxed.Ma'am, I'm lookingfor Doctor Strange.You're about... fiveyears too early.Stephen Strange is currently performingsurgery about twenty blocks that way.What do you want from him?That, actually.Ah.- I'm afraid not.- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.- You don't wanna do this.- You're right. I don't.But I need that stone, andI don't have time to...Let's start over, shall we?That's Jane.All right.Here's the deal, Tubby:You're gonna charm her and I'mgonna poke her with this thingand extract the Reality Stoneand get gone, lickety-split.I'll be right back, okay? There's awine cellar, that's just down there.My father used to fishwith a barrel of ale.- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?Who's the fancy broad?It's my Mother.She dies today.Oh. That's today?I can't do this.I can't do this.I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.This was a bad idea.- Come here.- No, no, no. I think I'm having...- I'm having a panic attack.- Come here. Right here.You think you're the only one who lostpeople? What do you think we're doing here?I lost the onlyfamily I ever had.Quill, Groot, Drax, the chickwith the antenna, all gone.Now, I get you miss your Mom.But she's gone. Really gone.And there are plenty of peoplewho are only kinda gone.But you can help them.So is it too much to ask that youbrush the crumbs outta your beard,make schmoopy talk to PrettyPants, and when she's not looking,suck out the Infinity Stone andhelp me get my family back?Okay.- Are you crying?- No...Yes!Get it together!You can do this.You can do this.All right?- Yes, I can.- Good.I can do this.I can't do this.Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.This is our shot.Thor?Thor!Alright. Bring it down low.Right on that line. That's it.Down, down.Hey, can we hurry it up?Guys, chop-chop. Come on.We're on the clock.All that, is really helpful.- Take care, okay?- Yeah.Take that stone and come back.No messing around.- Hey.- You got this.- Let's get it done.- Yes, sir.See you back.You guys watch each other's six.Yeah.The coordinates forVormir are laid in.All they have to dois not fall out.We're a long way from Budapest.Okay, so, uhh...We just wait around for thisQuill guy to show up andthen he leads us to thePower Stone, is that it?Let's take cover.We're not the only ones in2014 looking for the stones.Wait a minute, what areyou talking about rightnow? Who else is lookingfor these stones?My father, my sister...- and me.- And you?Where are you right now?- You're welcome.- I didn't ask for your help.And yet, you always need it.Get up.- Father wants us back on the ship.- Why?He's found an Infinity Stone.- Where?- On a planet called Morag.Father's plan isfinally in motion.- One stone isn't six, Nebula.- It's a start.If he gets all of them...Ronan's located the Power Stone.I'm dispatching you to his ship.- He won't like that.- His alternative is death, then.Ronan's obsessionclouds his judgement.We will not fail you, Father.No, you won't.I swear...I will make you proud.We just, wait around forthis Quill guy to show up,and then he leads us to thePower Stone, is that it?Let's take cover.We're not the only ones in2014 looking for the stones.- Who was that?- I don't know...My head is splitting...I don't know...Her synaptic drive wasprobably damaged in battle.Bring her to my ship.Got to hustle, Cap. Things look likethey're just about wrapped up here.Got it. I'm approachingthe elevator now.If it's all the same to you...I'll have that drink now.All right. Good one. No standing around,I'm closing up this door for later.By the way, feelfree to clean up.Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almostforgot that that suit- did nothing for your ass.- No one asked you to look.I think you look great, Cap.As far as I'm concerned,that's America's ass.- Uhh, magic wand?- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.We can take thatoff your hands.By all means.- Careful with that thing!- Unless you want your mind erased.- Not in a fun way.- We promise to be careful.- Who are these guys?- They are SHIELD...Well, actually Hydra. But,we didn't know that yet.Seriously, you didn't? I mean...they look like bad guys.You're small, butyou're talking loud.On my way down tocoordinate search and rescue.On my way down tocoordinate search and rescue!I mean, honestly! How doyou think you'll be...Shut up.All right, you're up, little buddy.There's our stone.Alright. Flick me.- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.- Hey! Buddy.What do you think? Maximumoccupancy has been reached.- Take the stairs!- Yeah. Stop. Stop!Take the stairs.Take the stairs!All right, Cap. I got our scepter in theelevator just passing the 80th floor.On it.- Head to the lobby.- Alright. I'll see you there.Evidence secure. We'reen route to Dr. List.No. No hitches at all, Mr.Secretary.Captain. I thought you werecoordinating search and rescue?Change of plans.Hey, Cap.Rumlow.I just got a call from the Secretary. I'mgonna be running point on the scepter.Sir? I don't understand.We got word there may bean attempt to steal it.Sorry, Cap.I can't give you the scepter.- I'm gonna have to call the Director.- That's okay. Trust me.Hail Hydra.So many stairs!Thumbelina, do you copy?I've got eyes on the prize.- It is go-time.- Bombs away.Is, is that Axe body spray?Yeah, I had a can justfor emergencies. Relax.- Can we focus, please?- I'm going inside you. Now.May I ask youwhere you're going?To lunch and then Asgard.I'm sorry, you are?Alexander Pierce. He's the man, oneof the folks behind Nick Fury.My friends call me Mr. Secretary.I'm gonna have to ask you toturn that prisoner over to me.- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.Odin can have what's left. AndI'm gonna need that case.That's been SHIELD propertyfor over 70 years.Hand over the case, Stark.All right, move it, Stuart Little. Thingsare getting dicey up here. Let's go.I'm not gonna argue who's got thehigher authority here, all right?You promise me you won't die?You're only giving me amild cardiac dysrythmia.That doesn't sound mild.I need the case.I know you got a lotta pull.I'm just saying...Okay. Then give me the case.Do it, Lang!- Get your hands off!- Window's closing. Pull my pin!Here goes!- Stark?- Stark!Look, he's convulsing.Give him air!- Medic!- Medic!You got some help!Stark, you--- yourchest machine?Breathe! Breathe!Good job. Meet me in the alley.I'm gonna grab a quick slice.No stairs!You'll be fine, Stark.Stay with us!I'll try something, okay? I haveno idea if it's gonna work.Yes!That worked a treat.That was so crazy!I had no idea ifthat was gonna work.- The case...- The case. It's, uhh...Where's the case? Where's Loki?Loki!- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?- Oh, we blew it.Loki!?Tony, what's going on?Tell me you found that cube.Oh, you gotta be shitting me.I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.I'm not Loki.And I don't wanna hurt you.I can do this all day.Yeah, I know. I know.Where did you get this?Bucky... is... alive!What?That is America's ass.- Please, please!- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.If I give up the Time Stone to helpyour reality, I'm dooming my own.With all due respect, I'm not surethe science really supports that.The Infinity Stones create what youexperience as the flow of time.Remove one of the stones,and that flow splits.Now this may benefit your reality.But my new one, not so much.In this new branched reality, without ourchief weapon against the forces of darkness,our world will be overrun.Millions will suffer.So, tell me, doctor, can yourscience prevent all that?No. But we can erase it.Because once we're done with the stones, wecan return each one into its own timelineat the moment it was taken.So, chronologically...In that reality....it never left.Yes, but you're leaving outthe most important part.In order to return thestones, you have to survive.We will. I will. I promise.I can't risk thisreality on a promise.It's the duty, of the SorcererSupreme to protect the Time Stone.Then why the hell didStrange give it away?- What did you say?- Strange. He gave it away.He gave it to Thanos.- Willingly?- Yes.- Why?- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.Or I did.Strange was meant tobe the best of us.So he must've doneit for a reason.I fear you might be right.Thank you.I'm counting on you, Bruce.We all are.Run diagnostics.Show me her memory file.Sire, the file appears entangled.It was a memory, but not hers.There's another consciousnesssharing her network.Another Nebula.Impossible.This duplicate carries a time stamp...from nine years in the future.Where is this other Nebula?In our solar system.On Morag.- Can you access her?- Yes. The two are linked.Search the duplicate'smemories, for Infinity Stones.And these stones have been in a lot ofdifferent places throughout history.Our history. So, not a lot ofconvenient spots to just drop in.- Which means we have to pick our targets.- Correct.Freeze image.Terrans.Avengers.Unruly wretches. What'sthat reflection?Amplify this, Maw.I don't understand.- Two Nebulas.- No. The same Nebula.From two different times.Set course for Morag. Scanthe duplicate's memories.I want to see everything.My ladies, I'll see you after.Go on.- What are you doing?- Ahh!You're better off leaving thesneaking to your brother.Yeah, I was simply justgoing for a walk, and uh...What are you wearing?I always wear this. Thisis one of my favorites.What's wrong with your eye?Oh, my eye. That's... youremember the Battle of Haroquin?When I got hit in theface with a broadsword?You're not the Thor Iknow at all, are you?Yes, I am.The future hasn't beenkind to you, has it?I didn't say I'mfrom the future.I was raised by witches, boy.I see with more thaneyes, and you know that.I am totally, totallyfrom the future!Yes, you are.- I really need to talk to you.- We can talk.His head was over there...His body over there...What was the point.I was too late.I was just standing there.- Some idiot with an ax.- You're no idiot.You're here aren't you? Seeking counselfrom the wisest person in Asgard.- I guess, yeah.- Idiot? No.- A failure? Absolutely.- That's a little bit harsh.You do know whatthat makes you?Just like everyone else.I'm not supposed to belike everyone else, am I?Everyone fails at who theyare supposed to be, Thor.The measure of aperson, of a herois how well they succeedat being who they are.I really missed you, Mum.Thor! I got it!Get that rabbit!- Ma, I have to tell you something.- No, son. You don't.You're here to repairyour future, not mine.- But this is about your future.- It's none of my business.Hey.You must be Mom.I got the thing. Comeon, we got to move.- I wish we had more time.- This was a gift.And you're going to be theman you're meant to be.- I love you, Mom.- I love you.And eat a salad.- Come on. We gotta go.- Goodbye.- Three... two...- No, wait!Wh- what am I looking at?Oh, sometimes it takes a second.I'm still worthy.Oh, boy.Goodbye, Mom.So he's an idiot?What's that?The tool of a thief.Whoa, whoa,whoa, whoa...This is the part where spikes come out,with skeletons on the end and everything...What are you talking about?When you break into a place calledthe temple of the Power Stone,There's gonna be a bunch of boobytraps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.I wasn't always like this.Me either.But we work withwhat we got, right?Sync up.Three.. two.. one...You murdered trillions!You should be grateful.- Where are the stones?- Gone.- Reduced to atoms.- You used them two days ago.I used the stones to destroy the stones.It nearly killed me.But the work is done.It always will be.I am inevitable.- What did you do to them?- Nothing. Yet.They're not trying to stop somethingI'm going to do in our time.They're trying to undo somethingI've already done in theirs.The stones...I found them all.I won.Tipped the cosmicscales to balance.This is your future.It's my destiny.My father is many things. Aliar is not one of them.Thank you, Daughter.Perhaps I treatedyou too harshly...And that, is destiny fulfilled.Sire, your Daughter...No......is a traitor.That's not me. It's not. I could never...I would never betray you. Never.I know.And you'll have thechance to prove it.No...He knows!Barton? Barton, come in.Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.Come on!Come in, we have a prob....Thanos knows.Thanos...Cap...Sorry, buddy.We got a problem.Huh. Yeah, we do.- Well, what are we gonna do now?- You know what, give me a break, Steve.I just got hit in thehead with a Hulk.You said that we had one shot.This, this was our shot.We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.Six stones or nothing.You're repeating yourself, you know that?You're repeating yourself.You're repeating yourself.You're repeating yourself.- No!- Come on.You never wanted a time heist, youwent on board with the time heist...- I dropped the ball.- You ruined the time heist.- Is that what I did?- Yeah!Are there any other optionswith the Tesseract?No, no, no. There'sno other options.There's no do-overs. We'renot going anywhere else.We have one particle left. Each.That's it, alright? We use that...Bye, bye. You're not going home.Yeah, well if we don't try...then no one else isgoing home, either.I got it.There's another way. To retake theTesseract and acquire new particles.We'll stroll down memory lane.Military installation, Garden State.Why were they both there?They were there at a...I'vea vaguely exact idea.How vague?What are you talking about?Where are we going?- I know for a fact they were there...- Who's they?- What are we doing?- And I know how I know.Guys, what's up? What is it?Well, it looks likewe're improvising.- Right.- What are we improvising?Scott, get this backto the compound.Suit up.What's in New Jersey?- 0-4, 0-4...- Uhh, 0-7.- 0-7.- Excuse me...1-9-7-0.- Are you sure?- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.America. Rogers. Look,if you do this,and this doesn't work,you're not coming back.Thanks for the peptalk, pissant.You trust me?I do.Your call.Here we go.Hey, man!Make love, not war!Clearly, you weren'tactually born here, right?The idea of me was.Right. Well, imagineyou're SHIELD, running aquasi-fascisticintelligence organization.Where do you hide it?In plain sight.Good luck on yourmission, Captain.Good luck on yourproject, doctor.You're new here?Not exactly.Gotcha.Back in the game.Arnim, you in there?Arnim?Hey!The door's this way, pal.Oh, yeah.I'm looking for Dr. Zola.Have you seen him?Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,I haven't seen a soul.Pardon me.Do I know you?No, sir. I'm, a...visitor from MIT.Huh. MIT.Got a name?Howard.Well that'll beeasy to remember.Howard......Potts.Well, I'm Howard Stark.Hi.Shit. Now, don't pull it.Yeah...You look a little green aroundthe gills there, Potts.I'm fine. Just, long hours.Wanna get some air?- Hello, Potts.- Yeah. That would be swell.- That way.- Okay.Need your briefcase?You're not one ofthose, are ya, Potts?- Hello.- Dr. Pym?That would be the numberthat you called. Yes.This is Capt. Stevensfrom shipping.- We have a package for you.- Bring it up.Well, that's the thing, sir.We can't.I'm confused. I thoughtthat was your job.Well, it's just... Sir,the box is glowing and,to be honest, some of our mailguys aren't feeling that great.They didn't knowbetter, did they?Yeah, they did. Youbetter get down here.Excuse me. Out of the way!So, flowers and sauerkraut. Yougot a big date tonight?My wife's expecting.And, uh... Too muchtime in the office.- Congratulations.- Thanks. Hold this, will you?Yeah, sure.- How far along is she?- I don't know... uh...She's at the point where she can'tstand the sound of my chewing.I guess I'll be eatingdinner in the pantry again.I have a little girl.A girl would be nice. Less of a chanceshe'd turn out exactly like me.What'd be so awful about that?Let's just say that the greatergood has rarely outweighedmy own self-interests.- And you've never seen these 2 men before?- No, I've got an eye for this.- The 2 of them looked fishy.- Can you describe them?- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?Definitely Mungo Jerry.Yeah, this is Chesler. Ineed every available MPson sub-level 6. We havea potential breach.So, where are youat with names?Well, if it's a boy,my wife likes Almanzo.Might wanna let that stew on.You got time.Let me ask you a question.When your kid was born...- were you nervous?- Wildly. Yeah.Did you feel qualified?Like you had any idea how tosuccessfully operate that thing?I literally pieced ittogether as I went along,I thought about whatmy Dad did, and...My old man, he never met a problemhe couldn't solve with a belt.I thought my Dadwas tough on me.And now, looking back, I justremember the good stuff, you know.- He did drop the odd pearl.- Yeah? Like what?"No amount of money everbought a second of time."Smart guy.He did his best.Let me tell you. Thatkid's not even here yetand, there's nothing Iwouldn't do for him.Good to meet you, Potts.Yeah, Howard...Everything's gonna be all right.Thank you for everything......you've done forthis country.Jarvis.Have we ever met that guy?Seems very familiar.Weird beard, though.- You're weak.- I'm you.You can stop this.You know you want to.Did you see whathappens in the future?Thanos finds the Soul Stone.You wanna knowhow he does that?You wanna know, whathe does to you?That's enough.You disgust me.But, that doesn'tmean you're useless.How do I look?Wow...Under different circumstances,this would be totally awesome.I bet the raccoon didn'thave to climb a mountain.Technically, he's nota raccoon, you know.Whatever. He eats garbage.Welcome.Natasha, daughter of Ivan.Clint, son of Edith.Who are you?Consider me a guide.To you, and to all whoseek the Soul Stone.Okay. You tell us where it is.Then we'll be on our way.If only it were that easy.What you seek liesin front of you......as does what you fear.The stone is down there.For one of you.For the other...In order to take the stone, youmust lose that which you love.An everlasting exchange.A soul, for a soul.How's it going?Jesus...Maybe he's making this shit up.No. I don't think so.Why, 'cause he knowsyour Daddy's name?I didn't.Thanos left here with the stonewithout his daughter.It's not a coincidence.Yeah.Whatever it takes.Whatever it takes.If we don't get that stone,billions of people stay dead.Then I guess we bothknow who it's gotta be.I guess we do.I'm starting to think, we've beendifferent people here, Natasha.For the last five years I've been tryingto do one thing: Get to right here.That's all it's been about.Bringing everybody back.- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.- What, you think I wanna do it?I'm trying to saveyour life, you idiot.Yeah well, I don't wantyou to, because I...Natasha, you knowwhat I've done.You know what I've become.I don't judge people ontheir worst mistakes.Maybe you should.You didn't.You're a pain in myass, you know that?Okay.You win.Tell my family I love them.You tell them yourself.Damn you!Let me go.No.Please, no.It's okay.Please...Did we get them all?You telling me this'llactually work?Clint, where's Nat?Do we know if she had family?Yeah. Us.What?I just asked him a question...Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.Why are we acting like she's dead?We have the stones, right?As long as we havethe stones, Cap, we can bringher back, isn't that right?So stop this shit. We're theAvengers, get it together.We can't get her back.- Wha- what?- It can't be undone. It can't.I'm sorry. No offense, but you'rea very earthly being. Okay?We're talking about space magic.And "can't" seems very () don't you think?Look, I know that I'm wayoutside my paygrade here.But she still isn'there, is she?- Now that's my point.- It can't be undone.Or that's at least what the,great floating guy had to say.Maybe you wanna go talk to him?Okay?Go grab your hammer, and yougo fly and you talk to him.It was supposed to be me.She sacrificed her life for thatgoddamned stone. She bet her life on it.She's not coming back.We have to make it worth it.We have to.We will.Boom!All right. The glove's ready.Question is, who's gonnasnap their freaking fingers?I'll do it.It's okay.- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.- Hey, hey...Thor, just wait.We haven't decided who'sgonna put that on yet.I'm sorry. What, were you just sittingaround waiting for the right opportunity?We should at least discuss it.Look, us sitting here staring at thatthing is not gonna bring everybody back.I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? Sothis responsibility falls upon me.It's my duty. It's not that... It's...stop it! Just let me.Just let me do it. Justlet me do something good.- Something great.- Look...It's not just the fact thatthat glove is channelingenough energy to light up acontinent, I'm telling youyou're in no condition.What do you think is coursingthrough my veins right now?Cheez Whiz?- Lightning.- Yeah.Lightning won't help you, pal.It's gotta be me.You saw what those stones did to Thanos.It almost killed him.None of you could survive.How do we know you will?I don't. But theradiation's mostly gamma.It's like...I was meant for this.Good to go, yeah?Let's do it.You remember everyoneThanos snapped away fiveyears ago and just bringingthem back to now, today.Don't change anythingfrom the last five years.Got it.Friday, do me a favor andactivate protocol 8.Yes, boss.Everybody comes home.- Take it off. Take it off!- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?Talk to me, Banner.I'm okay. I'm okay.Bruce!Don't move him.- Did it work?- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.Honey.Honey.Guys...I think it worked!I can't breathe. I can't breathe!I can't breathe.Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!Hurry up! Hurry up!Come on!Rhodey!Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We'rein the lower level, it's flooding!- What?- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!Wait! I'm here! I'mhere, can you hear me?Cap?Daughter.Yes, Father.So, this is the future.Well done.Thank you, Father. Theysuspected nothing.The arrogant never do.Go.Find the stones.Bring them to me.What will you do?Wait.Tell me something.In the future, whathappens to you and me?I tried to kill you.Several times.But eventually,we become friends.We become sisters.Come on.We can stop him.Come on, buddy. Wake up.That's my man.You lose this again,I'm keeping it.What happened?We messed with time.It tends to mess back.You'll see.What's he been doing?Absolutely nothing.Where are the stones?Lost somewhere under all this.All I know is hedoesn't have them.So we keep it that way.- You know it's a trap, right?- Yeah...I don't much care.Good.Just as long as we'reall in agreement.Let's kill himproperly this time.You could not livewith your own failure.Where did that bring you?Back to me.I thought by eliminatinghalf of life,the other half would thrive.But you've shown me,that's impossible.And as long as there are thosethat remember what was,there will always be those thatare unable to accept what can be.They will resist.Yep. We're allkinds of stubborn.I'm thankful.Because now, I knowwhat I must do.I will shred this universedown to its last atom.And then...With the stones you've collectedfor me, create a new one.Teeming with life,but knows not what it has lostbut only what it has been given.A grateful universe.Born out of blood.They'll never know it.Because you won't bealive to tell them.See you on the other side, man.Hang on! I'm coming!Oh, hey...I know you.Father. I have the stones.What?!Stop.You're betraying us?You don't have to do this.I am... this.No, you're not.You've seen what we become.Nebula, listen to her.You can change.He won't let me.No!Okay, Thor. Hit me.Boss, wake up.I knew it!In all my years of conquest...violence...slaughter...It was never personal.But I'll tell you now...what I'm about to doto your stubborn,annoying little planet...I'm gonna enjoy it.Very, very much.Cap, you hear me?Cap, it's Sam.Can you hear me?On your left.Is that everyone?What, you wanted more?Avengers...... assemble.No, no. Give me that.You have the little one.Hey!Holy cow.You will not believe what's been going on.Do you remember when we were in space?And I got all dusty? I must've passedout, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.But Doctor Strange was there, right?He was like,"It's been five years.Come on, they need us!"And then he started doing the yellowsparkly thing that he does all the time...What are you doing?This is nice.Gamora?I thought I lost you.Don't... touch... me!You missed the first time...then you got themboth the second time.This is the one? Seriously?The choices were him, or a tree.Cap, what do you want me todo with this damn thing?Get those stones asfar away as possible!No!We need to get them backwhere they came from.No way to get them back. Thanosdestroyed the quantum tunnel.Hold on!That wasn't ouronly time machine.Anyone see an uglybrown van up there?Yes!But you're not gonnalike where it's parked.Scott, how long you needto get that thing working?Maybe ten minutes.Get it started. We'llget the stones to you.We're on it, Cap.Hey.You said one out of 14million, we win, yeah?Tell me this is it.If I tell you whathappens, it won't happen.You better be right.It's a mess back here.It's... it's dead.- What?- It's dead.I have to hotwire it.Where's Nebula?She's not responding.Sire!Clint!Give it to me.You took everything from me.I don't even know who you are.You will.I got it!Activate Instant Kill!Rain fire!But Sire, our troops!Just do it!Is anyone else seeing this?I got this.I got this!Okay, I don't got this.- Help! Somebody, help!- Hey, Queens. Heads up.Hang on. I got you, kid.Hey! Nice to meet---Oh! My God!What the hell is this?Friday, what are they firing at?Something just enteredthe upper atmosphere.Oh, yeah!Danvers, we need an assist here.Hi. I'm Peter Parker.Hey, Peter Parker. Gotsomething for me?I don't know how you'regonna get through all that.Don't worry.She's got help.I am... inevitable.And I...am...... Iron Man.Mr. Stark?Hey...Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?It's Peter.We won.Mr. Stark....We won, Mr. Stark.We won and you did it, sir.You did it.I'm sorry... Tony...- Hey.- Hey, Pep...- Friday?- Life functions critical.Tony.Look at me.We're gonna be okay.You can rest now.Everybody wants ahappy ending, right?But it doesn't alwaysroll that way.Maybe this time.I'm hoping if youplay this back,it's in celebration.I hope families are reunited,I hope we get it back,and something like anormal version of theplanet has been restored.If there ever was such a thing.God, what a world.Universe, now.If you told me ten yearsago that we weren't alone,let alone, you know,to this extent,I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.But come on, you know?That epic forces of darkness andlight that have come into play.And, for better or worse,that's the reality Morgan's gonnahave to find a way to grow up in.So I found the time and Irecorded a little greeting...In the case of an untimely death.On my part.Not that, death in anytime isn't untimely.This time travel thing that we'regonna try and pull off tomorrow,it's, it's got me scratchingmy head about this.But then again, that's the hero gig.Part of the journey is the end.Everything's gonna work outexactly the way it's supposed to.I love you 3,000.You know, I wishthere was a way...that I could let her know.That we won.We did it.She knows.They both do.How you doing, Squirt?- Good.- You good?- Okay. You hungry?- Mm-hmm.- What do you want?- Cheeseburgers.You know your Dadliked cheeseburgers?I'm gonna get you all thecheeseburgers you want.Okay.So, when can we expect you back?- About that...- Thor. Your people need a king.No, they already have one.That's funny.You're being serious?It's time for me to bewho I am rather thanwho I'm supposed to be.But you, you're a leader.That's who you are.You know I'd make a lotof changes around here.I'm counting on it.Your Majesty.What will you do?I'm not sure.For the first time in athousand years, I...I have no path. I dohave a ride, though.Move it or lose it, hairbag.Well, here we are.Tree! Good to see you.Well...The As-Guardians of theGalaxy back together again.Where to first?Just so you know, this is my ship still.I'm in charge.I know. I know. Ofcourse, you are.Of course.See, you say of course, butthen you touch the map.It makes you think that maybe youdidn't realize I was in charge.Quail, that's your owninsecurities in there. Okay?I'm merely trying to be of service.An assistant.- Quill.- That's what I said.You should fight one anotherfor the honor of leadership.Sounds fair.- It's not necessary.- It's not.Okay?I got some blasters unlessyou guys wanna use knives.Oh, yes. Please, use knives.I am Groot.Not necessary.There shall be noknifing one another.Everybody knows who's in charge.It's me.Yes, you! Of course!Of course. Of course.Remember...You have to return the stones atthe exact moment you got them.Or you're gonna open up a bunchof nasty alternative realities.Don't worry, Bruce.Clip all the branches.You know, I tried.When I had the gauntlet, the stones,I really tried to bring her back.- I miss them, man.- Me, too.You know, if you want,I can come with you.You're a good man, Sam.This one's on me, though.Don't do anything stupid'till I get back.How can I? You're takingall the stupid with you.Gonna miss you, Buddy.It's gonna be okay, Buck.How long is this gonna take?For him? As long as heneeds, For us, five seconds.Ready, Cap?Alright. We'll meetyou back here, okay?You bet.Going quantum. Three..two.. one...And returning in, five,four, three, two, one...Where is he?I don't know. He blew right by histime stamp. He should be here.- Well, get him back.- I'm trying.- Get him the hell back.- I said, I'm trying!Sam.Go ahead.Cap?Hi, Sam.So did something go wrong,or did something go right?Well, after I put thestones back, I thought...Maybe I'll try someof that life Tony was...telling me to get.How did that work out for you?It was beautiful.I'm happy for you. Truly.Thank you.Only thing bumming meout is the fact I haveto live in a worldwithout Captain America.Oh...That reminds me...Try it on.How's it feel?Like it's someone else's.It isn't.Thank you.I'll do my best.That's why it's yours.You wanna tell me about her?No.No, I don't think I will.Subbed By: Fuj69Film(iamdepressed69)Jeej FujjuFMore Movie Scripts | Request a Movie TranscriptRead more: https://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=avengers-endgame

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- Can you see?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- Mm-hmm.
How about now?
Can you see now?
All right.
Ready? Three fingers.
Nice!
- Nice throw, kiddo!
- Go.
Hey, you guys want mayo
or mustard, or both?
Who wants mayo on a hotdog?
Pardon your brothers. Two mustards, please!
Thanks, momma.
Got it.
Nate, mayo or mustard?
I want ketchup.
Mind your elbow...
Good job, Hawkeye!
Go get your arrow.
Hey, guys. Enough practice.
Soup's on.
All right. We're coming.
We're hungry.
Lila, let's go.
Lila?
Honey?
Babe?
Babe?
Babe?
Boys!
Boys?
Laura!
You don't need to do that,
because you're just
holding the position.
Come on.
That was close.
That's a goal. We're
now one a-piece.
I would like to try again.
We're tied up.
Feel the tension? It's fun.
That was terrible. Now you
have a chance to win.
And you won. Congratulations.
Fair game.
Good sport.
You had fun?
It was fun.
This thing on?
Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.
If you find this recording...
don't post it, on social media.
It's gonna be a real tear-jerker.
I don't know if you're
ever gonna see these.
I don't even know
if you're still...
Oh, God. I hope so...
Today is day 21... uh, 22.
You know, if it wasn't for
the existensial terror of
staring into the
literal void of space,
I'd say, I'm feeling
more better today.
The infection's run its course,
thanks to the blue meanie back there.
You'd love her. Very practical.
Only a tiny bit sadistic.
Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, but
we figured out a way to reverse the ion charge
to buy ourselves, about,
48 hours of playtime.
But it's now dead in the water.
We're 1,000 lightyears
from the nearest 7-11.
Oxygen will run out
tomorrow morning.
That'll be it.
And Pep, I...
I know I said no
more surprises, but
I gotta say I was really hoping
to pull off one last one.
But it looks like...
Well, you know what
it looks like.
Don't feel bad about this.
I mean actually if you
grovel for a couple weeks,
and then, move on
with enormous guilt.
I should probably lie down.
I'm gonna caress my
Please know that...
When I drift off, it will be
goodbye the whole time...
I'll think about you.
Because it's always you.
- Couldn't stop him.
- Neither could I.
I lost the kid.
Tony, we lost.
Is, umm...
Oh, my God!
It's okay.
It's been 23 days since
Thanos came to Earth.
World governments are in pieces.
The parts that are still working
are trying to take a census,
And it looks like he did...
He did exactly what he said he
was gonna do. Thanos wiped out..
...fifty percent of
all living creatures.
Where is he now? Where?
We don't know.
He just opened a portal
and walked through.
What's wrong with him?
He's pissed.
He thinks he failed.
Which of course he did, but there's a
lot of that goin' around, ain't there?
Honestly, at this exact second, I
thought you were a Build-A-Bear.
Maybe I am.
We've been hunting Thanos
for three weeks now.
Deep space scans, and
satellites, and we got nothing.
- Tony you fought him.
- Who told you that?
Didn't fight him.
No. He wiped my face
with a planet while a
Bleecker Street magician
gave away the stone.
- That's what happened. There was no fight...
- Okay.
Did he give you any clues?
Any coordinates, anything?
Pfft!
I saw this coming a few years back. I had
a vision. I didn't wanna believe it.
Thought I was dreaming.
- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.
- And I needed you.
As in past tense. That trumps what
you need. It's too late, buddy.
Sorry.
You know what I need?
I need to shave.
- And I believe I rememeber telling
- Tony, Tony, Tony...
why that otherwise,
that what we needed was a suit of armor
around the world. Remember that?
Whether it impacted our precious
freedoms, or not. That's what we needed.
- Well that didn't work out, did it?
- I said we'd lose.
You said, "We'll do
that together, too."
Well guess what, Cap? We lost.
You weren't there.
But that's what we do, right?
Our best work after the fact?
We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?
Not the Prevengers?
Okay. You made your point.
Just sit down, okay?
- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.
- Tony, sit, sit down!
We need you. You're new blood.
Bunch of tired old mills...
I got nothing for you, Cap.
I got no coordinates,
no clues, no strategies,
no options...
Zero. Zip. Nada. No
trust, you liar...
Here, take this. You find
him and you put that on.
You hide.
- Tony!
- I'm fine. I...
Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonna
probably be out for the rest of the day.
You guys take care of him. And I'll bring
an Bezurian elixir when I come back.
- Where are you going?
- To kill Thanos.
Hey.
You know we usually work
as a team here, and
between you and I we're
also a little fragile.
We realize up there is more your
territory but this is our fight, too.
- You even know where he is?
- I know people who might.
Don't bother.
I can tell you where Thanos is.
Thanos spent a long time
trying to perfect me.
Then when he worked, he
talked about his great plan.
Even disassembled, I
wanted to please him.
I'd ask, where would we go
once his plan was complete?
His answer was always the same.
To The Garden.
That's cute. Thanos has
a retirement plan.
So where is he, then?
When Thanos snapped his fingers,
Earth became ground zero for a power surge
of ridiculously cosmic proportions.
No one's ever seen anything like it...
until two days ago.
On this planet.
Thanos is there.
He used the stones again.
Hey, hey, hey...
We'd be going in
short-handed, you know?
- Look, he still got the stones, so...
- So let's get him.
- We use them to bring everyone back.
- Just like that?
Yeah. Just like that.
Even if there's a small chance
that we can undo this...
I mean, we owe it to everyone
who's not in this room to try.
If we do this, how do we know it's gonna
end any differently than it did before?
Because before, you
didn't have me.
Hey, new girl, everybody in this
room is about that superhero life.
And if you don't mind my asking, where
the hell have you been all this time?
There are a lot of other
planets in the universe.
And unfortunately, they
didn't have you guys.
I like this one.
Let's go get this
son of a bitch.
Okay. Who here hasn't
been to space?
You better not throw
up on my ship.
Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.
I'll head down for recon.
- This is gonna work Steve.
- I know it will.
Because I don't know what
I'm gonna do if it doesn't.
No satellites, no ships, no armies,
no ground defenses of any kind.
It's just him.
Then that's enough.
Oh, no.
Where are they?
Answer the question.
The universe
required correction.
After that, the stones served
no purpose, beyond temptation.
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to
destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
We have to tear this place apart.
He has to be lying.
My father is many things.
A liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
What... what did you do?
I went for the head.
So I, uh...
Went on a date the other day.
It's the first time in five years,
you know? Sit there, dinner...
I didn't know what
to talk about.
What did you talk about?
Same old crap, you know? How
things have changed, and...
My job, his job....
How much we miss the Mets.
Then things get quiet..
He cried as they were
serving the salads.
What about you?
I cried just before dessert.
But I'm seeing him
again tomorrow, so...
That's great.
You did the hardest part.
You took the jump, you
didn't know where you
were gonna come down.
And that's it. That's those little
brave baby steps you gotta take.
To try and become whole again.
To try and find purpose.
I went in the ice in '45 right
after I met the love of my life.
Woke up 70 years later.
You got to move on.
Got to move on.
The world is in our hands.
It's left to us guys.
And we got to do
something with it.
Otherwise...
Thanos should've
killed all of us.
What the hell?
Hope?
Kid! Hey, kid!
What the hell happened here?
My God...
No. Please. Please, please.
No, no, no...
Excuse me. Sorry.
No, Cassie, no.
No.
No, no.
Please, please,
please, please....
No, Cassie...
What?
Cassie?
Dad?
You're so big!
Yeah, we boarded that highly
suspect warship Danvers pinged.
It was an infectious
garbage scowl.
So, thanks for the hot tip.
- Well, you were closer.
- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.
You get a reading
on those tremors?
It was a mild subduction
under the African plate.
Do we have a visual? How
are we handling it?
Nat, it's an earthquake
under the ocean.
We handle it by not handling it.
Carol, are we seeing
you here next month?
- Not likely.
- What, you gonna get another haircut?
Listen, fur-face. I'm
covering a lot of territory.
The things that are
happening on Earth are
happening everywhere, on
thousands of planets.
That's a good point.
That's a good point.
So you might not see
me for a long time.
All right. Uh, well...
This channel is always active.
So, anything goes sideways...
Anyone's making trouble
where they shouldn't...
- Comes through me.
- Okay.
All right.
Good luck.
- Where are you?
- Mexico.
The federales found a
room full of bodies.
Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Never
even had the chance to get their guns off.
- It's probably a rival gang...
- Except it isn't.
It's definitely Barton.
What he's done here, what he's
been doing for the last few years,
I mean, the scene
that he left...
I gotta tell you, there's a part of
me that doesn't even wanna find him.
Will you find out where
he's going next?
Nat...
Please.
Okay.
You know I'd offer to clip your dinner
but you seem pretty miserable already.
You here to do your laundry?
And to see a friend.
Clearly, your friend is fine.
You know I saw a pod of whales
when I was coming up the bridge.
- In the Hudson?
- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.
You know, if you're about to tell
me to look on the bright side...
Um...
I'm about to hit you in the head
with a peanut butter sandwich.
Sorry. Force of habit.
You know I keep telling everybody
they should move on and... grow.
Some do.
But not us.
- If I move on, who does this?
- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.
I used to have nothing.
And then I got this.
This job.
This family.
And I was... I was
better because of it.
And even though...
they're gone...
Now, I'm still
trying to be better.
I think we both
need to get a life.
You first.
Oh... Hi. Hi!
Is anyone home?
This is Scott Lang.
We met a few years ago, at the airport?
In Germany?
I got really big and
I had my mask on.
- You wouldn't recognize me.
- Is this an old message?
Ant-Man? Ant-Man, I
know you know that.
It's the front gate.
I need to talk to you guys.
Scott.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Have either of you guys ever
studied quantum physics?
Only in mid-conversation.
Alright. So...
Five years ago, right before...
Thanos,
I was in a place called
the quantum realm.
The quantum realm is like its
own microscopic universe.
To get in there, you have to be
incredibly small. Hope, she's my...
She... she was my...
She was supposed to pull me out.
And then Thanos happened, and
- I got stuck in there.
- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.
Yeah, but that's just it.
It wasn't.
For me it was five hours.
See, the rules of the quantum realm
aren't like they are up here.
Everything is unpredictable. Is that
anybody's sandwich? I'm starving.
Scott.
What are you talking about?
So...
What I'm saying is...
Time works differently
in the quantum realm.
The only problem is right now, we
don't have a way to navigate it.
But what if we did?
I can't stop thinking about it. What
if we could somehow control the chaos,
and we could navigate it? What if
there was a way that we can enter
the quantum realm at a certain
point in time but then
exit the quantum realm at
another point in time? Like...
Like before Thanos.
Wait, are you talking
about a time machine?
No. No, of course not.
No, not a time machine.
It's more like a...
Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.
It's crazy.
But I can't stop thinking about it.
There's gotta be...
Some wa... It's crazy.
I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,
nothing sounds crazy anymore.
So who do we talk to about this?
Chow-time!
Morgoona.
Morgan H. Stark.
Want some lunch?
- Define lunch or be disintegrated.
- Okay.
You should not be
wearing that, okay?
That is part of a special anniversary
gift I'm making for Mom.
There you go. Are you
thinking about lunch?
Want a handful of crickets?
- No.
- That's what you want.
- How did you find this?
- Garage.
Really?
- Were you looking for it?
- No.
I found it, though.
You like going to the garage, huh?
So does Daddy.
It's fine actually. Mom never
wears anything I wear.
Now, we know what
it sounds like...
Tony after everything you've seen,
is anything really impossible...
Quantum fluctuation messes
with the Planck scale,
which then triggers the Deutsch
proposition. Can we agree on that?
Thank you.
In Layman's terms, it means
you're not coming home.
- I did.
- No.
You accidentally survived. It's a---
It's a billion-to-one
cosmic fluke.
And now you wanna pull a...
What do you call it?
- A time heist?
- Yeah. Time heist.
Of course. Why didn't we
think of this before?
Oh! Because it's laughable?
Because it's a pipedream?
The stones are in the past. We
can go back and we can get them.
We can snap our own fingers.
We can bring everybody back.
Or screw it up worse than
he already has, right?
I don't believe we would.
Gotta say this. Sometimes, I
miss that giddy optimism.
However, high hopes won't
help if there's no logical,
tangible, way for me to safely
execute said time heist.
I believe the most likely outcome
will be our collective demise.
Not if we strictly follow
the rules of time travel.
That means no talking to our past selves,
no betting on sporting events...
I'm gonna stop you
right there, Scott.
Are you seriously telling
me that your plan to
save the universe is based
on Back to the Future?
- No.
- Good. You had me worried there.
'Cause that'd be horseshit. That's
not how quantum physics works.
Tony...
We have to take a stand.
We did stand. And
yet, here we are.
I know you got a lot on the line.
You got a wife, a daughter.
But I lost someone very important to me.
A lot of people did.
And now, now, we have a chance to bring
her back. To bring everyone back.
And you're telling me
that you won't even...
That's right, Scott.
I won't. Leave it.
Got a kid.
Mommy told me to
come and save you.
Good job. I'm saved.
I wish you'd come here to
ask me something else.
Anything else. Honestly, I
missed you guys, it was...
- Oh, and table's set for six.
- Tony, I get it.
And I'm happy for you.
I really am.
But this is a second chance.
I got my second chance
right here, Cap.
I can't roll the dice again.
If you don't talk shop,
you can stay for lunch.
- He's scared.
- He's not wrong.
Yeah, but I mean,
what are we gonna do?
We need him. What,
are we gonna stop?
No. I wanna do it right.
We're gonna need a
really big brain.
Bigger than his?
Come on. I feel like I'm the only
one eating. Try some of that.
Have some eggs.
I'm so confused.
- These are confusing times.
- Right. No, no...
- That's not what I meant. I...
- No, I get it.
I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.
- I'm wearing shirts now.
- Yeah! How? Why?
Five years ago we
got our asses beat.
Except it was worse for me.
Because I lost twice.
First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.
Then, we all lost.
- No one blamed you, Bruce.
- I did.
For years I've been
treating the Hulk like he's
some kind of disease,
something to get rid of.
But then I started looking
at him as the cure.
Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I put
the brains and the brawn together.
And now look at me.
Best of both worlds.
- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?
- Yes?
- Can we get a photo?
- 100%, little person.
Come on, step on up. You mind?
Oh.
- Say "green."
- Green.
Greeeen.
- Did you get that?
- That's good.
Don't you wanna grab one with me?
I'm Ant-Man.
They're Hulk fans.
They don't know Ant-Man.
- Nobody does.
- Wait, no, no, he wants to...
You want to take a
picture with him, right?
He's even saying no he doesn't.
I get it.
I don't want it either. I don't
want a picture with them.
- He's gonna feel bad.
- Sorry.
- They said they'd do it.
- I don't want it anymore.
- You'd feel bad...
- Take the goddamn phone.
Thank you, Mr. Hulk.
No, it's great, kids.
Thank you very much.
- Hulk out!
- Bruce.
- Dab.
- Bruce.
Listen to your Mom.
She knows better.
- About we were saying...
- Right.
The whole time travel do-over?
Guys, it's outside of
my area of expertise.
Well, you pulled this off.
I remember a time when that
seemed pretty impossible, too.
Look at a mod inspiration,
let me see what checks out.
So, recommend one last sim before
we pack it in for the night.
This time, in the shape of a
mobius strip, inverted. Please?
Processing...
Give me that eigenvalue. That, particle
factoring, and spectral decomp.
- Gotta take a second.
- Just a moment.
And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.
I'm just kinda...
Model rendered.
Shit!
Shit!
What are you doing
up, Little Miss?
- Shit.
- No. We don't say that.
Only Mommy says that word. She
coined it, it belongs to her.
Why you up?
'Cause I got some important shit
going on here. What do you think?
No, I got something on my mind.
I got something on my mind.
- Was it Juice Pops?
- Sure was.
That's extortion.
Great minds think alike. Juice
Pops, exactly was on...
my mind.
You done? Yeah? Now you are.
- That face, goes there.
- Tell me a story.
A story.
Once upon a time, a little
girl went to bed. The end.
That ain't the whole story.
Come on, that's your
favorite story.
I love you tons.
I love you 3,000.
Wow.
3,000. That's crazy.
Go to bed. Or I'll
sell all your toys.
Night-night.
Not that it's a competition,
but she loves me 3,000.
You were somewhere in
the low 6 to 900 range.
- What you reading?
- Just a book on composting.
What's new with composting?
- Just ....
- I figured it out...
by the way.
You know, just so we're talking
about the same thing...
Time travel.
What?
Wow.
That's...
Amazing, and.... terrifying.
That's right.
- I got really lucky.
- Yeah. I know.
- A lot of people didn't.
- No, I can't help everybody.
- It sorta seems like you can.
- Not if I stop.
I can put a pin in it
right now, and stop.
Tony...
trying to get you to stop has been one
of the few failures of my entire life.
I sometimes feel I should put it in a locked
box and drop it at the bottom of a lake...
...go to bed.
But would you be able to rest?
Okay, here we go. Time
travel test number one.
Scott, fire up the, uhh...
The van thing.
Breakers are set. Emergency
generators are on standby.
Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don't
wanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.
- Excuse me?
- He's kidding.
You can't say things like that.
Just... it was, just a bad joke.
- You were kidding, right?
- I have no idea.
We're talking about time travel here.
Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.
We're good! Get your helmet on.
Scott, I'm gonna send you
back a week, but you'll walk
around for an hour, then bring
you back in 10 seconds.
- Makes sense?
- Perfectly not confusing.
Good luck, Scott. You got this.
You're right. I do,
Captain America.
On the count of three.
3.. 2.. 1..
Guys? This doesn't feel right.
- What's going on? Hold on.
- Who is that?
- Is that Scott?
- Yes, it's Scott!
Ooh! My back!
- Can you bring him back?
- I'm working on it!
A baby.
- It's Scott.
- As a baby!
Bring Scott back.
When I say kill the
power, kill the power.
And... kill it!
Somebody peed my pants.
I don't know if it was
"baby" me or "old" me.
Or, just "me" me.
Time travel!
What?
I see this as an absolute win.
Why the long face?
Let me guess. He
turned into a baby.
Among other things, yeah.
What are you doing here?
That's the EPR paradox.
Instead of pushing Lang through time, you
might've wound up pushing time through Lang.
It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebody
coulda cautioned you against it.
- You did.
- Oh, did I?
Thank God, I'm here.
Regardless, I fixed it.
A fully functioning
time-space GPS.
I just want peace.
Turns out, resentment is
corrosive, and I hate it.
Me, too.
We got a shot at getting
these stones, but I
gotta tell you my
priority is to bring back
what we lost? I hope, yes.
Keep what I found? I
have to, at all costs.
And, maybe not die
trying will be nice.
Sounds like a deal.
- Tony, I don't know...
- Why? He made it for you.
Plus, honestly I have to get it out the
garage before Morgan takes it sledding.
Thank you, Tony.
Will you keep that a little quietly?
Didn't bring one for the whole team.
- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?
- We're working on that right now.
- Hey, humie! Where's big green?
- Kitchen. I think.
- That's awesome.
- Rodent, careful on re-entry.
There's an idiot on
the landing zone.
Oh, God!
What's up, regular-sized man?
Kind of a step down from a golden palace
for an Avenger highness or whatnot.
Hey, have a little compassion, pal.
First, they've lost Asgard,
then half the people. They're probably
just happy they have a home.
You shouldn't have come!
Valkyrie!
Great to see you, Angry Girl.
I think I liked you better
either of the other ways.
- This is Rocket.
- How you doin'?
- He won't see you.
- That bad, huh?
We only see him once a month,
when he comes in for...
...supplies.
- It's that bad.
- Yeah.
What the...
Woo! Something died in here.
Hello? Thor?
Are you here about the cable?
The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,
and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...
Boys! Oh, my God!
My God! How have you been?
Come here, you little rascal!
No, I'm good! I'm good.
That's not necessary!
Hulk, you know my friends,
Miek, Korg, right?
- Hey, boys!
- Hey, guys. Long time no see.
Beer's on the bucket. Feel
free to log on to the wi-fi.
No password, obviously.
Thor, he's back. That kid on the TV
who's called me a dickhead again.
- Noobmaster.
- Yeah, Noobmaster69.
Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.
You know, the God of Thunder?
Listen, buddy. If you don't log off
this game immediately I'm gonna fly
home to your house, come down to
that basement you're hiding in,
rip off your arms then
shove them up your butt!
Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry to
your father, you little weasel!
Thank you, Thor.
Let me know if he
bothers you again, okay?
Thank you very much. I will.
So you guys want a drink?
What are you drinking?
We have beer, tequila,
all sorts of things.
Buddy, you all right?
Yes, I'm fine! Why,
don't I look all right?
You look like melted ice cream.
So, what's up?
We need your help. There might be
a chance we could fix everything.
What, like the cable? 'Cause that's
been driving me bananas for weeks.
Like Thanos.
Don't say that name.
Um, yeah. We don't actually
say that name in here.
Please take your hand off me.
Now, I know that...
guy might scare you.
Why would I be? Why would, why
would I be scared of that guy?
I'm the one who killed
that guy, remember?
Anyone else here
killed that guy?
Nope. Didn't think so.
Korg, why don't you, tell everybody
who chopped Thanos' big head off.
Umm... Stormbreaker?
Now, who's swinging
Stormbreaker?
I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?
I've been there myself.
You wanna know who
helped me out of it?
I don't know. Is it... Natasha?
It was you.
You helped me.
Why don't you ask the,
Asgardians down there,
how much my help was worth.
The ones that are left, anyway.
I think we can bring them back.
Stop. Just, stop...
I know you think I'm down here wallowing in
my own self-pity, waiting to be rescued and
and saved. But I'm fine, okay?
We're fine, aren't we?
Nah, all good here, mate!
So, whatever it is that
you're offering, we're
not into it, don't care,
couldn't care less.
Goodbye.
We need you, pal.
There's beer on the ship.
What kind?
It's him! He's after Akihiko!
We never did anything to you!
You're done hurting people.
You're crazy!
Wait! Help me!
What I want...
You can't give me.
You shouldn't be here.
Neither should you.
I've got a job to do.
Is that what you're
calling this?
Killing all these people isn't
gonna bring your family back.
We found something.
A chance, maybe...
Don't.
Don't what?
Don't give me hope.
I'm sorry I couldn't
give it to you sooner.
Drifting left. On the
side there, Lebowski.
- Ratchet, how's it going?
- It's Rocket.
Take it easy. You're only
a genius on Earth, pal.
Yup.
Time travel suit? Not bad.
Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!
- I'm being very careful.
- No, you're being very Hulky.
- I'm being careful.
- These are Pym particles, all right?
And ever since Hank Pym got snapped
out of existence, this is it.
This is what we have. We're
not making any more.
- Scott, calm down.
- Sorry.
We've got enough for
one round trip, each.
That's it. No do-overs.
Plus, two test runs.
One test run.
All right. I'm not
ready for this.
I'm game.
I'll do it.
Clint, now you're gonna feel
a little discombobulated
from the chronoshift.
Don't worry about it.
Wait a second, let me
ask you something.
If we can do this, you know, go
back in time, why don't we just
find baby Thanos, you know?
And...
- First of all, that's horrible.
- It's Thanos.
And secondly, time doesn't work that way.
Changing the past doesn't change the future.
Look, we go back, we get the
stones before Thanos gets them...
Thanos doesn't have the stones.
Problem solved.
- Bingo.
- That's not how it works.
- Well, that's what I heard.
- What? By who? Who told you that?
Star Trek, Terminator,
TimeCop, Time After Time,
- Quantum Leap.
- A Wrinkle in Time,
- Somewhere in Time,
- Hot Tub Time Machine.
Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,
any movie that deals with time travel.
Die Hard? No, it's not...
This is known.
I don't know why everyone believes
that, but that isn't true.
Think about it: If you travel to the
past, that past becomes your future.
And your former present
becomes the past.
Which can't now be changed
by your new future...
Exactly.
So Back to the Future's
a bunch of bullshit?
All right, Clint. We're going in 3..
2.. 1...
Cooper?
- Where are my headphones?
- Lila?
Lila! No!
Dad?
Dad?
Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?
Yeah.
It worked.
It worked.
Okay, so the "how" works.
Now we gotta figure out the
"when," and the "where."
Almost everyone in this
room has had an encounter
with at least one of the
six Infinity Stones.
Well, I'd subtitute the
word 'encounter' for 'damn
near been killed by one of
the six Infinity Stones.'
I haven't. I don't even know what
the hell you're all talking about.
Regardless, we only have enough Pym
Particles for one round trip each,
and these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
So. Let's start
with the Aether.
Thor, what do you know?
Is he asleep?
Where to start? Umm...
The Aether, first,
is not a stone.
Someone's called it a stone before.
Ahem...
It's more of a... an angry
sludge, sort of thing. So...
Someone's gonna need to amend
that, and stop saying that.
Here's an interesting
story, though.
About the Aether. My
grandafther, many years
ago, had to hide the stone
from the Dark Elves.
Scary beings. So Jane...
Oh, there she is. That's Jane...
She's... an old flame of mine.
She... she stuck her hand
inside a rock this one time...
and then the Aether stuck
itself inside her.
And, she became very, very sick.
So I had to take her to
Asgard, which is where I'm from.
And we had to try and fix her.
We were dating at the time, you see. I
got to introduce her to my Mother...
who's dead, and umm....
Oh, you know. Jane and I aren't
even dating anymore, so...
These things happen though, you know.
Nothing lasts forever.
- The only thing that...
- Why don't you come sit down.
I'm not done yet. The only thing that
is permanent in life, is impermanence.
Awesome.
Eggs? Breakfast?
No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.
Quill said he stole the
Power Stone from Morag.
- Is that a person?
- Morag's a planet.
Quill was a person.
Like a planet? Like
in outer space?
Oh, look. It's like a little
puppy, all happy and everything.
Do you wanna go to space? You
wanna go to space, puppy?
I'll take you to space.
- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.
- What is Vormir?
A dominion of death, at the very
center of Celestial existence.
It's where... Thanos
murdered my sister.
Noted.
- That Time Stone guy...
- Doctor Strange.
Yeah, what kind
of doctor was he?
- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.
- Nice place in the village, though.
- Yeah. Sullivan Street.
- Hmm... Bleecker.
Wait, he lived in New York?
- No. He lived in Toronto.
- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.
Guys, if you pick the right year,
there are three stones in New York.
Shut the front door!
All right. We have a plan.
Six stones, three
teams, one shot.
Five years ago, we lost.
All of us.
We lost friends...
We lost family...
We lost a part of ourselves.
Today, we have a chance
to take it all back.
You know your teams, you
know your missions.
Get the stones, get them back.
One round trip each. No mistakes.
No do-overs.
Most of us are going
somewhere we know.
But it doesn't mean we
should know what to expect.
Be careful. Look out
for each other.
This is the fight of our lives.
And we're gonna win.
Whatever it takes.
Good luck.
- He's pretty good at that.
- Right?
All right. You heard the man.
Stroke those keys, jelly green.
Tractors engaged.
You promise to bring that
back in one piece, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. Okay.
- I'll do my best.
- As promises go, that was pretty lame.
See you in a minute.
All right, we all have our assignments.
Two stones uptown, one stone, down.
Stay low. Keep an
eye on the clock.
Feel free to smash if
things don't go your way.
I think it's gratuitous,
but whatever.
I'd be careful going that way.
We just had the floors waxed.
Ma'am, I'm looking
for Doctor Strange.
You're about... five
years too early.
Stephen Strange is currently performing
surgery about twenty blocks that way.
What do you want from him?
That, actually.
Ah.
- I'm afraid not.
- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.
- You don't wanna do this.
- You're right. I don't.
But I need that stone, and
I don't have time to...
Let's start over, shall we?
That's Jane.
All right.
Here's the deal, Tubby:
You're gonna charm her and I'm
gonna poke her with this thing
and extract the Reality Stone
and get gone, lickety-split.
I'll be right back, okay? There's a
wine cellar, that's just down there.
My father used to fish
with a barrel of ale.
- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...
- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?
Who's the fancy broad?
It's my Mother.
She dies today.
Oh. That's today?
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.
This was a bad idea.
- Come here.
- No, no, no. I think I'm having...
- I'm having a panic attack.
- Come here. Right here.
You think you're the only one who lost
people? What do you think we're doing here?
I lost the only
family I ever had.
Quill, Groot, Drax, the chick
with the antenna, all gone.
Now, I get you miss your Mom.
But she's gone. Really gone.
And there are plenty of people
who are only kinda gone.
But you can help them.
So is it too much to ask that you
brush the crumbs outta your beard,
make schmoopy talk to Pretty
Pants, and when she's not looking,
suck out the Infinity Stone and
help me get my family back?
Okay.
- Are you crying?
- No...
Yes!
Get it together!
You can do this.
You can do this.
All right?
- Yes, I can.
- Good.
I can do this.
I can't do this.
Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.
This is our shot.
Thor?
Thor!
Alright. Bring it down low.
Right on that line. That's it.
Down, down.
Hey, can we hurry it up?
Guys, chop-chop. Come on.
We're on the clock.
All that, is really helpful.
- Take care, okay?
- Yeah.
Take that stone and come back.
No messing around.
- Hey.
- You got this.
- Let's get it done.
- Yes, sir.
See you back.
You guys watch each other's six.
Yeah.
The coordinates for
Vormir are laid in.
All they have to do
is not fall out.
We're a long way from Budapest.
Okay, so, uhh...
We just wait around for this
Quill guy to show up and
then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
Wait a minute, what are
you talking about right
now? Who else is looking
for these stones?
My father, my sister...
- and me.
- And you?
Where are you right now?
- You're welcome.
- I didn't ask for your help.
And yet, you always need it.
Get up.
- Father wants us back on the ship.
- Why?
He's found an Infinity Stone.
- Where?
- On a planet called Morag.
Father's plan is
finally in motion.
- One stone isn't six, Nebula.
- It's a start.
If he gets all of them...
Ronan's located the Power Stone.
I'm dispatching you to his ship.
- He won't like that.
- His alternative is death, then.
Ronan's obsession
clouds his judgement.
We will not fail you, Father.
No, you won't.
I swear...
I will make you proud.
We just, wait around for
this Quill guy to show up,
and then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
- Who was that?
- I don't know...
My head is splitting...
I don't know...
Her synaptic drive was
probably damaged in battle.
Bring her to my ship.
Got to hustle, Cap. Things look like
they're just about wrapped up here.
Got it. I'm approaching
the elevator now.
If it's all the same to you...
I'll have that drink now.
All right. Good one. No standing around,
I'm closing up this door for later.
By the way, feel
free to clean up.
Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almost
forgot that that suit
- did nothing for your ass.
- No one asked you to look.
I think you look great, Cap.
As far as I'm concerned,
that's America's ass.
- Uhh, magic wand?
- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.
We can take that
off your hands.
By all means.
- Careful with that thing!
- Unless you want your mind erased.
- Not in a fun way.
- We promise to be careful.
- Who are these guys?
- They are SHIELD...
Well, actually Hydra. But,
we didn't know that yet.
Seriously, you didn't? I mean...
they look like bad guys.
You're small, but
you're talking loud.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue!
I mean, honestly! How do
you think you'll be...
Shut up.
All right, you're up, little buddy.
There's our stone.
Alright. Flick me.
- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.
- Hey! Buddy.
What do you think? Maximum
occupancy has been reached.
- Take the stairs!
- Yeah. Stop. Stop!
Take the stairs.
Take the stairs!
All right, Cap. I got our scepter in the
elevator just passing the 80th floor.
On it.
- Head to the lobby.
- Alright. I'll see you there.
Evidence secure. We're
en route to Dr. List.
No. No hitches at all, Mr.
Secretary.
Captain. I thought you were
coordinating search and rescue?
Change of plans.
Hey, Cap.
Rumlow.
I just got a call from the Secretary. I'm
gonna be running point on the scepter.
Sir? I don't understand.
We got word there may be
an attempt to steal it.
Sorry, Cap.
I can't give you the scepter.
- I'm gonna have to call the Director.
- That's okay. Trust me.
Hail Hydra.
So many stairs!
Thumbelina, do you copy?
I've got eyes on the prize.
- It is go-time.
- Bombs away.
Is, is that Axe body spray?
Yeah, I had a can just
for emergencies. Relax.
- Can we focus, please?
- I'm going inside you. Now.
May I ask you
where you're going?
To lunch and then Asgard.
I'm sorry, you are?
Alexander Pierce. He's the man, one
of the folks behind Nick Fury.
My friends call me Mr. Secretary.
I'm gonna have to ask you to
turn that prisoner over to me.
- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.
- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.
Odin can have what's left. And
I'm gonna need that case.
That's been SHIELD property
for over 70 years.
Hand over the case, Stark.
All right, move it, Stuart Little. Things
are getting dicey up here. Let's go.
I'm not gonna argue who's got the
higher authority here, all right?
You promise me you won't die?
You're only giving me a
mild cardiac dysrythmia.
That doesn't sound mild.
I need the case.
I know you got a lotta pull.
I'm just saying...
Okay. Then give me the case.
Do it, Lang!
- Get your hands off!
- Window's closing. Pull my pin!
Here goes!
- Stark?
- Stark!
Look, he's convulsing.
Give him air!
- Medic!
- Medic!
You got some help!
Stark, you--- your
chest machine?
Breathe! Breathe!
Good job. Meet me in the alley.
I'm gonna grab a quick slice.
No stairs!
You'll be fine, Stark.
Stay with us!
I'll try something, okay? I have
no idea if it's gonna work.
Yes!
That worked a treat.
That was so crazy!
I had no idea if
that was gonna work.
- The case...
- The case. It's, uhh...
Where's the case? Where's Loki?
Loki!
- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?
- Oh, we blew it.
Loki!?
Tony, what's going on?
Tell me you found that cube.
Oh, you gotta be shitting me.
I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.
I'm not Loki.
And I don't wanna hurt you.
I can do this all day.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Where did you get this?
Bucky... is... alive!
What?
That is America's ass.
- Please, please!
- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.
If I give up the Time Stone to help
your reality, I'm dooming my own.
With all due respect, I'm not sure
the science really supports that.
The Infinity Stones create what you
experience as the flow of time.
Remove one of the stones,
and that flow splits.
Now this may benefit your reality.
But my new one, not so much.
In this new branched reality, without our
chief weapon against the forces of darkness,
our world will be overrun.
Millions will suffer.
So, tell me, doctor, can your
science prevent all that?
No. But we can erase it.
Because once we're done with the stones, we
can return each one into its own timeline
at the moment it was taken.
So, chronologically...
In that reality....
it never left.
Yes, but you're leaving out
the most important part.
In order to return the
stones, you have to survive.
We will. I will. I promise.
I can't risk this
reality on a promise.
It's the duty, of the Sorcerer
Supreme to protect the Time Stone.
Then why the hell did
Strange give it away?
- What did you say?
- Strange. He gave it away.
He gave it to Thanos.
- Willingly?
- Yes.
- Why?
- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.
Or I did.
Strange was meant to
be the best of us.
So he must've done
it for a reason.
I fear you might be right.
Thank you.
I'm counting on you, Bruce.
We all are.
Run diagnostics.
Show me her memory file.
Sire, the file appears entangled.
It was a memory, but not hers.
There's another consciousness
sharing her network.
Another Nebula.
Impossible.
This duplicate carries a time stamp...
from nine years in the future.
Where is this other Nebula?
In our solar system.
On Morag.
- Can you access her?
- Yes. The two are linked.
Search the duplicate's
memories, for Infinity Stones.
And these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
Freeze image.
Terrans.
Avengers.
Unruly wretches. What's
that reflection?
Amplify this, Maw.
I don't understand.
- Two Nebulas.
- No. The same Nebula.
From two different times.
Set course for Morag. Scan
the duplicate's memories.
I want to see everything.
My ladies, I'll see you after.
Go on.
- What are you doing?
- Ahh!
You're better off leaving the
sneaking to your brother.
Yeah, I was simply just
going for a walk, and uh...
What are you wearing?
I always wear this. This
is one of my favorites.
What's wrong with your eye?
Oh, my eye. That's... you
remember the Battle of Haroquin?
When I got hit in the
face with a broadsword?
You're not the Thor I
know at all, are you?
Yes, I am.
The future hasn't been
kind to you, has it?
I didn't say I'm
from the future.
I was raised by witches, boy.
I see with more than
eyes, and you know that.
I am totally, totally
from the future!
Yes, you are.
- I really need to talk to you.
- We can talk.
His head was over there...
His body over there...
What was the point.
I was too late.
I was just standing there.
- Some idiot with an ax.
- You're no idiot.
You're here aren't you? Seeking counsel
from the wisest person in Asgard.
- I guess, yeah.
- Idiot? No.
- A failure? Absolutely.
- That's a little bit harsh.
You do know what
that makes you?
Just like everyone else.
I'm not supposed to be
like everyone else, am I?
Everyone fails at who they
are supposed to be, Thor.
The measure of a
person, of a hero
is how well they succeed
at being who they are.
I really missed you, Mum.
Thor! I got it!
Get that rabbit!
- Ma, I have to tell you something.
- No, son. You don't.
You're here to repair
your future, not mine.
- But this is about your future.
- It's none of my business.
Hey.
You must be Mom.
I got the thing. Come
on, we got to move.
- I wish we had more time.
- This was a gift.
And you're going to be the
man you're meant to be.
- I love you, Mom.
- I love you.
And eat a salad.
- Come on. We gotta go.
- Goodbye.
- Three... two...
- No, wait!
Wh- what am I looking at?
Oh, sometimes it takes a second.
I'm still worthy.
Oh, boy.
Goodbye, Mom.
So he's an idiot?
What's that?
The tool of a thief.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa...
This is the part where spikes come out,
with skeletons on the end and everything...
What are you talking about?
When you break into a place called
the temple of the Power Stone,
There's gonna be a bunch of booby
traps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.
I wasn't always like this.
Me either.
But we work with
what we got, right?
Sync up.
Three.. two.. one...
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
- What did you do to them?
- Nothing. Yet.
They're not trying to stop something
I'm going to do in our time.
They're trying to undo something
I've already done in theirs.
The stones...
I found them all.
I won.
Tipped the cosmic
scales to balance.
This is your future.
It's my destiny.
My father is many things. A
liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
And that, is destiny fulfilled.
Sire, your Daughter...
No...
...is a traitor.
That's not me. It's not. I could never...
I would never betray you. Never.
I know.
And you'll have the
chance to prove it.
No...
He knows!
Barton? Barton, come in.
Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.
Come on!
Come in, we have a prob....
Thanos knows.
Thanos...
Cap...
Sorry, buddy.
We got a problem.
Huh. Yeah, we do.
- Well, what are we gonna do now?
- You know what, give me a break, Steve.
I just got hit in the
head with a Hulk.
You said that we had one shot.
This, this was our shot.
We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.
Six stones or nothing.
You're repeating yourself, you know that?
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
- No!
- Come on.
You never wanted a time heist, you
went on board with the time heist...
- I dropped the ball.
- You ruined the time heist.
- Is that what I did?
- Yeah!
Are there any other options
with the Tesseract?
No, no, no. There's
no other options.
There's no do-overs. We're
not going anywhere else.
We have one particle left. Each.
That's it, alright? We use that...
Bye, bye. You're not going home.
Yeah, well if we don't try...
then no one else is
going home, either.
I got it.
There's another way. To retake the
Tesseract and acquire new particles.
We'll stroll down memory lane.
Military installation, Garden State.
Why were they both there?
They were there at a...I've
a vaguely exact idea.
How vague?
What are you talking about?
Where are we going?
- I know for a fact they were there...
- Who's they?
- What are we doing?
- And I know how I know.
Guys, what's up? What is it?
Well, it looks like
we're improvising.
- Right.
- What are we improvising?
Scott, get this back
to the compound.
Suit up.
What's in New Jersey?
- 0-4, 0-4...
- Uhh, 0-7.
- 0-7.
- Excuse me...
1-9-7-0.
- Are you sure?
- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.
America. Rogers. Look,
if you do this,
and this doesn't work,
you're not coming back.
Thanks for the pep
talk, pissant.
You trust me?
I do.
Your call.
Here we go.
Hey, man!
Make love, not war!
Clearly, you weren't
actually born here, right?
The idea of me was.
Right. Well, imagine
you're SHIELD, running a
quasi-fascistic
intelligence organization.
Where do you hide it?
In plain sight.
Good luck on your
mission, Captain.
Good luck on your
project, doctor.
You're new here?
Not exactly.
Gotcha.
Back in the game.
Arnim, you in there?
Arnim?
Hey!
The door's this way, pal.
Oh, yeah.
I'm looking for Dr. Zola.
Have you seen him?
Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,
I haven't seen a soul.
Pardon me.
Do I know you?
No, sir. I'm, a...
visitor from MIT.
Huh. MIT.
Got a name?
Howard.
Well that'll be
easy to remember.
Howard...
...Potts.
Well, I'm Howard Stark.
Hi.
Shit. Now, don't pull it.
Yeah...
You look a little green around
the gills there, Potts.
I'm fine. Just, long hours.
Wanna get some air?
- Hello, Potts.
- Yeah. That would be swell.
- That way.
- Okay.
Need your briefcase?
You're not one of
those, are ya, Potts?
- Hello.
- Dr. Pym?
That would be the number
that you called. Yes.
This is Capt. Stevens
from shipping.
- We have a package for you.
- Bring it up.
Well, that's the thing, sir.
We can't.
I'm confused. I thought
that was your job.
Well, it's just... Sir,
the box is glowing and,
to be honest, some of our mail
guys aren't feeling that great.
They didn't know
better, did they?
Yeah, they did. You
better get down here.
Excuse me. Out of the way!
So, flowers and sauerkraut. You
got a big date tonight?
My wife's expecting.
And, uh... Too much
time in the office.
- Congratulations.
- Thanks. Hold this, will you?
Yeah, sure.
- How far along is she?
- I don't know... uh...
She's at the point where she can't
stand the sound of my chewing.
I guess I'll be eating
dinner in the pantry again.
I have a little girl.
A girl would be nice. Less of a chance
she'd turn out exactly like me.
What'd be so awful about that?
Let's just say that the greater
good has rarely outweighed
my own self-interests.
- And you've never seen these 2 men before?
- No, I've got an eye for this.
- The 2 of them looked fishy.
- Can you describe them?
- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.
- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?
Definitely Mungo Jerry.
Yeah, this is Chesler. I
need every available MPs
on sub-level 6. We have
a potential breach.
So, where are you
at with names?
Well, if it's a boy,
my wife likes Almanzo.
Might wanna let that stew on.
You got time.
Let me ask you a question.
When your kid was born...
- were you nervous?
- Wildly. Yeah.
Did you feel qualified?
Like you had any idea how to
successfully operate that thing?
I literally pieced it
together as I went along,
I thought about what
my Dad did, and...
My old man, he never met a problem
he couldn't solve with a belt.
I thought my Dad
was tough on me.
And now, looking back, I just
remember the good stuff, you know.
- He did drop the odd pearl.
- Yeah? Like what?
"No amount of money ever
bought a second of time."
Smart guy.
He did his best.
Let me tell you. That
kid's not even here yet
and, there's nothing I
wouldn't do for him.
Good to meet you, Potts.
Yeah, Howard...
Everything's gonna be all right.
Thank you for everything...
...you've done for
this country.
Jarvis.
Have we ever met that guy?
Seems very familiar.
Weird beard, though.
- You're weak.
- I'm you.
You can stop this.
You know you want to.
Did you see what
happens in the future?
Thanos finds the Soul Stone.
You wanna know
how he does that?
You wanna know, what
he does to you?
That's enough.
You disgust me.
But, that doesn't
mean you're useless.
How do I look?
Wow...
Under different circumstances,
this would be totally awesome.
I bet the raccoon didn't
have to climb a mountain.
Technically, he's not
a raccoon, you know.
Whatever. He eats garbage.
Welcome.
Natasha, daughter of Ivan.
Clint, son of Edith.
Who are you?
Consider me a guide.
To you, and to all who
seek the Soul Stone.
Okay. You tell us where it is.
Then we'll be on our way.
If only it were that easy.
What you seek lies
in front of you...
...as does what you fear.
The stone is down there.
For one of you.
For the other...
In order to take the stone, you
must lose that which you love.
An everlasting exchange.
A soul, for a soul.
How's it going?
Jesus...
Maybe he's making this shit up.
No. I don't think so.
Why, 'cause he knows
your Daddy's name?
I didn't.
Thanos left here with the stone
without his daughter.
It's not a coincidence.
Yeah.
Whatever it takes.
Whatever it takes.
If we don't get that stone,
billions of people stay dead.
Then I guess we both
know who it's gotta be.
I guess we do.
I'm starting to think, we've been
different people here, Natasha.
For the last five years I've been trying
to do one thing: Get to right here.
That's all it's been about.
Bringing everybody back.
- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.
- What, you think I wanna do it?
I'm trying to save
your life, you idiot.
Yeah well, I don't want
you to, because I...
Natasha, you know
what I've done.
You know what I've become.
I don't judge people on
their worst mistakes.
Maybe you should.
You didn't.
You're a pain in my
ass, you know that?
Okay.
You win.
Tell my family I love them.
You tell them yourself.
Damn you!
Let me go.
No.
Please, no.
It's okay.
Please...
Did we get them all?
You telling me this'll
actually work?
Clint, where's Nat?
Do we know if she had family?
Yeah. Us.
What?
I just asked him a question...
Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.
Why are we acting like she's dead?
We have the stones, right?
As long as we have
the stones, Cap, we can bring
her back, isn't that right?
So stop this shit. We're the
Avengers, get it together.
We can't get her back.
- Wha- what?
- It can't be undone. It can't.
I'm sorry. No offense, but you're
a very earthly being. Okay?
We're talking about space magic.
And "can't" seems very () don't you think?
Look, I know that I'm way
outside my paygrade here.
But she still isn't
here, is she?
- Now that's my point.
- It can't be undone.
Or that's at least what the,
great floating guy had to say.
Maybe you wanna go talk to him?
Okay?
Go grab your hammer, and you
go fly and you talk to him.
It was supposed to be me.
She sacrificed her life for that
goddamned stone. She bet her life on it.
She's not coming back.
We have to make it worth it.
We have to.
We will.
Boom!
All right. The glove's ready.
Question is, who's gonna
snap their freaking fingers?
I'll do it.
It's okay.
- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.
- Hey, hey...
Thor, just wait.
We haven't decided who's
gonna put that on yet.
I'm sorry. What, were you just sitting
around waiting for the right opportunity?
We should at least discuss it.
Look, us sitting here staring at that
thing is not gonna bring everybody back.
I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? So
this responsibility falls upon me.
It's my duty. It's not that... It's...
stop it! Just let me.
Just let me do it. Just
let me do something good.
- Something great.
- Look...
It's not just the fact that
that glove is channeling
enough energy to light up a
continent, I'm telling you
you're in no condition.
What do you think is coursing
through my veins right now?
Cheez Whiz?
- Lightning.
- Yeah.
Lightning won't help you, pal.
It's gotta be me.
You saw what those stones did to Thanos.
It almost killed him.
None of you could survive.
How do we know you will?
I don't. But the
radiation's mostly gamma.
It's like...
I was meant for this.
Good to go, yeah?
Let's do it.
You remember everyone
Thanos snapped away five
years ago and just bringing
them back to now, today.
Don't change anything
from the last five years.
Got it.
Friday, do me a favor and
activate protocol 8.
Yes, boss.
Everybody comes home.
- Take it off. Take it off!
- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?
Talk to me, Banner.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Bruce!
Don't move him.
- Did it work?
- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.
Honey.
Honey.
Guys...
I think it worked!
I can't breathe. I can't breathe!
I can't breathe.
Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.
Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Come on!
Rhodey!
Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We're
in the lower level, it's flooding!
- What?
- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!
Wait! I'm here! I'm
here, can you hear me?
Cap?
Daughter.
Yes, Father.
So, this is the future.
Well done.
Thank you, Father. They
suspected nothing.
The arrogant never do.
Go.
Find the stones.
Bring them to me.
What will you do?
Wait.
Tell me something.
In the future, what
happens to you and me?
I tried to kill you.
Several times.
But eventually,
we become friends.
We become sisters.
Come on.
We can stop him.
Come on, buddy. Wake up.
That's my man.
You lose this again,
I'm keeping it.
What happened?
We messed with time.
It tends to mess back.
You'll see.
What's he been doing?
Absolutely nothing.
Where are the stones?
Lost somewhere under all this.
All I know is he
doesn't have them.
So we keep it that way.
- You know it's a trap, right?
- Yeah...
I don't much care.
Good.
Just as long as we're
all in agreement.
Let's kill him
properly this time.
You could not live
with your own failure.
Where did that bring you?
Back to me.
I thought by eliminating
half of life,
the other half would thrive.
But you've shown me,
that's impossible.
And as long as there are those
that remember what was,
there will always be those that
are unable to accept what can be.
They will resist.
Yep. We're all
kinds of stubborn.
I'm thankful.
Because now, I know
what I must do.
I will shred this universe
down to its last atom.
And then...
With the stones you've collected
for me, create a new one.
Teeming with life,
but knows not what it has lost
but only what it has been given.
A grateful universe.
Born out of blood.
They'll never know it.
Because you won't be
alive to tell them.
See you on the other side, man.
Hang on! I'm coming!
Oh, hey...
I know you.
Father. I have the stones.
What?!
Stop.
You're betraying us?
You don't have to do this.
I am... this.
No, you're not.
You've seen what we become.
Nebula, listen to her.
You can change.
He won't let me.
No!
Okay, Thor. Hit me.
Boss, wake up.
I knew it!
In all my years of conquest...
violence...
slaughter...
It was never personal.
But I'll tell you now...
what I'm about to do
to your stubborn,
annoying little planet...
I'm gonna enjoy it.
Very, very much.
Cap, you hear me?
Cap, it's Sam.
Can you hear me?
On your left.
Is that everyone?
What, you wanted more?
Avengers...
... assemble.
No, no. Give me that.
You have the little one.
Hey!
Holy cow.
You will not believe what's been going on.
Do you remember when we were in space?
And I got all dusty? I must've passed
out, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.
But Doctor Strange was there, right?
He was like,
"It's been five years.
Come on, they need us!"
And then he started doing the yellow
sparkly thing that he does all the time...
What are you doing?
This is nice.
Gamora?
I thought I lost you.
Don't... touch... me!
You missed the first time...
then you got them
both the second time.
This is the one? Seriously?
The choices were him, or a tree.
Cap, what do you want me to
do with this damn thing?
Get those stones as
far away as possible!
No!
We need to get them back
where they came from.
No way to get them back. Thanos
destroyed the quantum tunnel.
Hold on!
That wasn't our
only time machine.
Anyone see an ugly
brown van up there?
Yes!
But you're not gonna
like where it's parked.
Scott, how long you need
to get that thing working?
Maybe ten minutes.
Get it started. We'll
get the stones to you.
We're on it, Cap.
Hey.
You said one out of 14
million, we win, yeah?
Tell me this is it.
If I tell you what
happens, it won't happen.
You better be right.
It's a mess back here.
It's... it's dead.
- What?
- It's dead.
I have to hotwire it.
Where's Nebula?
She's not responding.
Sire!
Clint!
Give it to me.
You took everything from me.
I don't even know who you are.
You will.
I got it!
Activate Instant Kill!
Rain fire!
But Sire, our troops!
Just do it!
Is anyone else seeing this?
I got this.
I got this!
Okay, I don't got this.
- Help! Somebody, help!
- Hey, Queens. Heads up.
Hang on. I got you, kid.
Hey! Nice to meet---
Oh! My God!
What the hell is this?
Friday, what are they firing at?
Something just entered
the upper atmosphere.
Oh, yeah!
Danvers, we need an assist here.
Hi. I'm Peter Parker.
Hey, Peter Parker. Got
something for me?
I don't know how you're
gonna get through all that.
Don't worry.
She's got help.
I am... inevitable.
And I...
am...
... Iron Man.
Mr. Stark?
Hey...
Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?
It's Peter.
We won.
Mr. Stark....
We won, Mr. Stark.
We won and you did it, sir.
You did it.
I'm sorry... Tony...
- Hey.
- Hey, Pep...
- Friday?
- Life functions critical.
Tony.
Look at me.
We're gonna be okay.
You can rest now.
Everybody wants a
happy ending, right?
But it doesn't always
roll that way.
Maybe this time.
I'm hoping if you
play this back,
it's in celebration.
I hope families are reunited,
I hope we get it back,
and something like a
normal version of the
planet has been restored.
If there ever was such a thing.
God, what a world.
Universe, now.
If you told me ten years
ago that we weren't alone,
let alone, you know,
to this extent,
I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.
But come on, you know?
That epic forces of darkness and
light that have come into play.
And, for better or worse,
that's the reality Morgan's gonna
have to find a way to grow up in.
So I found the time and I
recorded a little greeting...
In the case of an untimely death.
On my part.
Not that, death in any
time isn't untimely.
This time travel thing that we're
gonna try and pull off tomorrow,
it's, it's got me scratching
my head about this.
But then again, that's the hero gig.
Part of the journey is the end.
Everything's gonna work out
exactly the way it's supposed to.
I love you 3,000.
You know, I wish
there was a way...
that I could let her know.
That we won.
We did it.
She knows.
They both do.
How you doing, Squirt?
- Good.
- You good?
- Okay. You hungry?
- Mm-hmm.
- What do you want?
- Cheeseburgers.
You know your Dad
liked cheeseburgers?
I'm gonna get you all the
cheeseburgers you want.
Okay.
So, when can we expect you back?
- About that...
- Thor. Your people need a king.
No, they already have one.
That's funny.
You're being serious?
It's time for me to be
who I am rather than
who I'm supposed to be.
But you, you're a leader.
That's who you are.
You know I'd make a lot
of changes around here.
I'm counting on it.
Your Majesty.
What will you do?
I'm not sure.
For the first time in a
thousand years, I...
I have no path. I do
have a ride, though.
Move it or lose it, hairbag.
Well, here we are.
Tree! Good to see you.
Well...
The As-Guardians of the
Galaxy back together again.
Where to first?
Just so you know, this is my ship still.
I'm in charge.
I know. I know. Of
course, you are.
Of course.
See, you say of course, but
then you touch the map.
It makes you think that maybe you
didn't realize I was in charge.
Quail, that's your own
insecurities in there. Okay?
I'm merely trying to be of service.
An assistant.
- Quill.
- That's what I said.
You should fight one another
for the honor of leadership.
Sounds fair.
- It's not necessary.
- It's not.
Okay?
I got some blasters unless
you guys wanna use knives.
Oh, yes. Please, use knives.
I am Groot.
Not necessary.
There shall be no
knifing one another.
Everybody knows who's in charge.
It's me.
Yes, you! Of course!
Of course. Of course.
Remember...
You have to return the stones at
the exact moment you got them.
Or you're gonna open up a bunch
of nasty alternative realities.
Don't worry, Bruce.
Clip all the branches.
You know, I tried.
When I had the gauntlet, the stones,
I really tried to bring her back.
- I miss them, man.
- Me, too.
You know, if you want,
I can come with you.
You're a good man, Sam.
This one's on me, though.
Don't do anything stupid
'till I get back.
How can I? You're taking
all the stupid with you.
Gonna miss you, Buddy.
It's gonna be okay, Buck.
How long is this gonna take?
For him? As long as he
needs, For us, five seconds.
Ready, Cap?
Alright. We'll meet
you back here, okay?
You bet.
Going quantum. Three..
two.. one...
And returning in, five,
four, three, two, one...
Where is he?
I don't know. He blew right by his
time stamp. He should be here.
- Well, get him back.
- I'm trying.
- Get him the hell back.
- I said, I'm trying!
Sam.
Go ahead.
Cap?
Hi, Sam.
So did something go wrong,
or did something go right?
Well, after I put the
stones back, I thought...
Maybe I'll try some
of that life Tony was...
telling me to get.
How did that work out for you?
It was beautiful.
I'm happy for you. Truly.
Thank you.
Only thing bumming me
out is the fact I have
to live in a world
without Captain America.
Oh...
That reminds me...
Try it on.
How's it feel?
Like it's someone else's.
It isn't.
Thank you.
I'll do my best.
That's why it's yours.
You wanna tell me about her?
No.
No, I don't think I will.
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- Can you see?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- Mm-hmm.
How about now?
Can you see now?
All right.
Ready? Three fingers.
Nice!
- Nice throw, kiddo!
- Go.
Hey, you guys want mayo
or mustard, or both?
Who wants mayo on a hotdog?
Pardon your brothers. Two mustards, please!
Thanks, momma.
Got it.
Nate, mayo or mustard?
I want ketchup.
Mind your elbow...
Good job, Hawkeye!
Go get your arrow.
Hey, guys. Enough practice.
Soup's on.
All right. We're coming.
We're hungry.
Lila, let's go.
Lila?
Honey?
Babe?
Babe?
Babe?
Boys!
Boys?
Laura!
You don't need to do that,
because you're just
holding the position.
Come on.
That was close.
That's a goal. We're
now one a-piece.
I would like to try again.
We're tied up.
Feel the tension? It's fun.
That was terrible. Now you
have a chance to win.
And you won. Congratulations.
Fair game.
Good sport.
You had fun?
It was fun.
This thing on?
Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.
If you find this recording...
don't post it, on social media.
It's gonna be a real tear-jerker.
I don't know if you're
ever gonna see these.
I don't even know
if you're still...
Oh, God. I hope so...
Today is day 21... uh, 22.
You know, if it wasn't for
the existensial terror of
staring into the
literal void of space,
I'd say, I'm feeling
more better today.
The infection's run its course,
thanks to the blue meanie back there.
You'd love her. Very practical.
Only a tiny bit sadistic.
Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, but
we figured out a way to reverse the ion charge
to buy ourselves, about,
48 hours of playtime.
But it's now dead in the water.
We're 1,000 lightyears
from the nearest 7-11.
Oxygen will run out
tomorrow morning.
That'll be it.
And Pep, I...
I know I said no
more surprises, but
I gotta say I was really hoping
to pull off one last one.
But it looks like...
Well, you know what
it looks like.
Don't feel bad about this.
I mean actually if you
grovel for a couple weeks,
and then, move on
with enormous guilt.
I should probably lie down.
I'm gonna caress my
Please know that...
When I drift off, it will be
goodbye the whole time...
I'll think about you.
Because it's always you.
- Couldn't stop him.
- Neither could I.
I lost the kid.
Tony, we lost.
Is, umm...
Oh, my God!
It's okay.
It's been 23 days since
Thanos came to Earth.
World governments are in pieces.
The parts that are still working
are trying to take a census,
And it looks like he did...
He did exactly what he said he
was gonna do. Thanos wiped out..
...fifty percent of
all living creatures.
Where is he now? Where?
We don't know.
He just opened a portal
and walked through.
What's wrong with him?
He's pissed.
He thinks he failed.
Which of course he did, but there's a
lot of that goin' around, ain't there?
Honestly, at this exact second, I
thought you were a Build-A-Bear.
Maybe I am.
We've been hunting Thanos
for three weeks now.
Deep space scans, and
satellites, and we got nothing.
- Tony you fought him.
- Who told you that?
Didn't fight him.
No. He wiped my face
with a planet while a
Bleecker Street magician
gave away the stone.
- That's what happened. There was no fight...
- Okay.
Did he give you any clues?
Any coordinates, anything?
Pfft!
I saw this coming a few years back. I had
a vision. I didn't wanna believe it.
Thought I was dreaming.
- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.
- And I needed you.
As in past tense. That trumps what
you need. It's too late, buddy.
Sorry.
You know what I need?
I need to shave.
- And I believe I rememeber telling
- Tony, Tony, Tony...
why that otherwise,
that what we needed was a suit of armor
around the world. Remember that?
Whether it impacted our precious
freedoms, or not. That's what we needed.
- Well that didn't work out, did it?
- I said we'd lose.
You said, "We'll do
that together, too."
Well guess what, Cap? We lost.
You weren't there.
But that's what we do, right?
Our best work after the fact?
We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?
Not the Prevengers?
Okay. You made your point.
Just sit down, okay?
- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.
- Tony, sit, sit down!
We need you. You're new blood.
Bunch of tired old mills...
I got nothing for you, Cap.
I got no coordinates,
no clues, no strategies,
no options...
Zero. Zip. Nada. No
trust, you liar...
Here, take this. You find
him and you put that on.
You hide.
- Tony!
- I'm fine. I...
Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonna
probably be out for the rest of the day.
You guys take care of him. And I'll bring
an Bezurian elixir when I come back.
- Where are you going?
- To kill Thanos.
Hey.
You know we usually work
as a team here, and
between you and I we're
also a little fragile.
We realize up there is more your
territory but this is our fight, too.
- You even know where he is?
- I know people who might.
Don't bother.
I can tell you where Thanos is.
Thanos spent a long time
trying to perfect me.
Then when he worked, he
talked about his great plan.
Even disassembled, I
wanted to please him.
I'd ask, where would we go
once his plan was complete?
His answer was always the same.
To The Garden.
That's cute. Thanos has
a retirement plan.
So where is he, then?
When Thanos snapped his fingers,
Earth became ground zero for a power surge
of ridiculously cosmic proportions.
No one's ever seen anything like it...
until two days ago.
On this planet.
Thanos is there.
He used the stones again.
Hey, hey, hey...
We'd be going in
short-handed, you know?
- Look, he still got the stones, so...
- So let's get him.
- We use them to bring everyone back.
- Just like that?
Yeah. Just like that.
Even if there's a small chance
that we can undo this...
I mean, we owe it to everyone
who's not in this room to try.
If we do this, how do we know it's gonna
end any differently than it did before?
Because before, you
didn't have me.
Hey, new girl, everybody in this
room is about that superhero life.
And if you don't mind my asking, where
the hell have you been all this time?
There are a lot of other
planets in the universe.
And unfortunately, they
didn't have you guys.
I like this one.
Let's go get this
son of a bitch.
Okay. Who here hasn't
been to space?
You better not throw
up on my ship.
Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.
I'll head down for recon.
- This is gonna work Steve.
- I know it will.
Because I don't know what
I'm gonna do if it doesn't.
No satellites, no ships, no armies,
no ground defenses of any kind.
It's just him.
Then that's enough.
Oh, no.
Where are they?
Answer the question.
The universe
required correction.
After that, the stones served
no purpose, beyond temptation.
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to
destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
We have to tear this place apart.
He has to be lying.
My father is many things.
A liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
What... what did you do?
I went for the head.
So I, uh...
Went on a date the other day.
It's the first time in five years,
you know? Sit there, dinner...
I didn't know what
to talk about.
What did you talk about?
Same old crap, you know? How
things have changed, and...
My job, his job....
How much we miss the Mets.
Then things get quiet..
He cried as they were
serving the salads.
What about you?
I cried just before dessert.
But I'm seeing him
again tomorrow, so...
That's great.
You did the hardest part.
You took the jump, you
didn't know where you
were gonna come down.
And that's it. That's those little
brave baby steps you gotta take.
To try and become whole again.
To try and find purpose.
I went in the ice in '45 right
after I met the love of my life.
Woke up 70 years later.
You got to move on.
Got to move on.
The world is in our hands.
It's left to us guys.
And we got to do
something with it.
Otherwise...
Thanos should've
killed all of us.
What the hell?
Hope?
Kid! Hey, kid!
What the hell happened here?
My God...
No. Please. Please, please.
No, no, no...
Excuse me. Sorry.
No, Cassie, no.
No.
No, no.
Please, please,
please, please....
No, Cassie...
What?
Cassie?
Dad?
You're so big!
Yeah, we boarded that highly
suspect warship Danvers pinged.
It was an infectious
garbage scowl.
So, thanks for the hot tip.
- Well, you were closer.
- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.
You get a reading
on those tremors?
It was a mild subduction
under the African plate.
Do we have a visual? How
are we handling it?
Nat, it's an earthquake
under the ocean.
We handle it by not handling it.
Carol, are we seeing
you here next month?
- Not likely.
- What, you gonna get another haircut?
Listen, fur-face. I'm
covering a lot of territory.
The things that are
happening on Earth are
happening everywhere, on
thousands of planets.
That's a good point.
That's a good point.
So you might not see
me for a long time.
All right. Uh, well...
This channel is always active.
So, anything goes sideways...
Anyone's making trouble
where they shouldn't...
- Comes through me.
- Okay.
All right.
Good luck.
- Where are you?
- Mexico.
The federales found a
room full of bodies.
Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Never
even had the chance to get their guns off.
- It's probably a rival gang...
- Except it isn't.
It's definitely Barton.
What he's done here, what he's
been doing for the last few years,
I mean, the scene
that he left...
I gotta tell you, there's a part of
me that doesn't even wanna find him.
Will you find out where
he's going next?
Nat...
Please.
Okay.
You know I'd offer to clip your dinner
but you seem pretty miserable already.
You here to do your laundry?
And to see a friend.
Clearly, your friend is fine.
You know I saw a pod of whales
when I was coming up the bridge.
- In the Hudson?
- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.
You know, if you're about to tell
me to look on the bright side...
Um...
I'm about to hit you in the head
with a peanut butter sandwich.
Sorry. Force of habit.
You know I keep telling everybody
they should move on and... grow.
Some do.
But not us.
- If I move on, who does this?
- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.
I used to have nothing.
And then I got this.
This job.
This family.
And I was... I was
better because of it.
And even though...
they're gone...
Now, I'm still
trying to be better.
I think we both
need to get a life.
You first.
Oh... Hi. Hi!
Is anyone home?
This is Scott Lang.
We met a few years ago, at the airport?
In Germany?
I got really big and
I had my mask on.
- You wouldn't recognize me.
- Is this an old message?
Ant-Man? Ant-Man, I
know you know that.
It's the front gate.
I need to talk to you guys.
Scott.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Have either of you guys ever
studied quantum physics?
Only in mid-conversation.
Alright. So...
Five years ago, right before...
Thanos,
I was in a place called
the quantum realm.
The quantum realm is like its
own microscopic universe.
To get in there, you have to be
incredibly small. Hope, she's my...
She... she was my...
She was supposed to pull me out.
And then Thanos happened, and
- I got stuck in there.
- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.
Yeah, but that's just it.
It wasn't.
For me it was five hours.
See, the rules of the quantum realm
aren't like they are up here.
Everything is unpredictable. Is that
anybody's sandwich? I'm starving.
Scott.
What are you talking about?
So...
What I'm saying is...
Time works differently
in the quantum realm.
The only problem is right now, we
don't have a way to navigate it.
But what if we did?
I can't stop thinking about it. What
if we could somehow control the chaos,
and we could navigate it? What if
there was a way that we can enter
the quantum realm at a certain
point in time but then
exit the quantum realm at
another point in time? Like...
Like before Thanos.
Wait, are you talking
about a time machine?
No. No, of course not.
No, not a time machine.
It's more like a...
Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.
It's crazy.
But I can't stop thinking about it.
There's gotta be...
Some wa... It's crazy.
I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,
nothing sounds crazy anymore.
So who do we talk to about this?
Chow-time!
Morgoona.
Morgan H. Stark.
Want some lunch?
- Define lunch or be disintegrated.
- Okay.
You should not be
wearing that, okay?
That is part of a special anniversary
gift I'm making for Mom.
There you go. Are you
thinking about lunch?
Want a handful of crickets?
- No.
- That's what you want.
- How did you find this?
- Garage.
Really?
- Were you looking for it?
- No.
I found it, though.
You like going to the garage, huh?
So does Daddy.
It's fine actually. Mom never
wears anything I wear.
Now, we know what
it sounds like...
Tony after everything you've seen,
is anything really impossible...
Quantum fluctuation messes
with the Planck scale,
which then triggers the Deutsch
proposition. Can we agree on that?
Thank you.
In Layman's terms, it means
you're not coming home.
- I did.
- No.
You accidentally survived. It's a---
It's a billion-to-one
cosmic fluke.
And now you wanna pull a...
What do you call it?
- A time heist?
- Yeah. Time heist.
Of course. Why didn't we
think of this before?
Oh! Because it's laughable?
Because it's a pipedream?
The stones are in the past. We
can go back and we can get them.
We can snap our own fingers.
We can bring everybody back.
Or screw it up worse than
he already has, right?
I don't believe we would.
Gotta say this. Sometimes, I
miss that giddy optimism.
However, high hopes won't
help if there's no logical,
tangible, way for me to safely
execute said time heist.
I believe the most likely outcome
will be our collective demise.
Not if we strictly follow
the rules of time travel.
That means no talking to our past selves,
no betting on sporting events...
I'm gonna stop you
right there, Scott.
Are you seriously telling
me that your plan to
save the universe is based
on Back to the Future?
- No.
- Good. You had me worried there.
'Cause that'd be horseshit. That's
not how quantum physics works.
Tony...
We have to take a stand.
We did stand. And
yet, here we are.
I know you got a lot on the line.
You got a wife, a daughter.
But I lost someone very important to me.
A lot of people did.
And now, now, we have a chance to bring
her back. To bring everyone back.
And you're telling me
that you won't even...
That's right, Scott.
I won't. Leave it.
Got a kid.
Mommy told me to
come and save you.
Good job. I'm saved.
I wish you'd come here to
ask me something else.
Anything else. Honestly, I
missed you guys, it was...
- Oh, and table's set for six.
- Tony, I get it.
And I'm happy for you.
I really am.
But this is a second chance.
I got my second chance
right here, Cap.
I can't roll the dice again.
If you don't talk shop,
you can stay for lunch.
- He's scared.
- He's not wrong.
Yeah, but I mean,
what are we gonna do?
We need him. What,
are we gonna stop?
No. I wanna do it right.
We're gonna need a
really big brain.
Bigger than his?
Come on. I feel like I'm the only
one eating. Try some of that.
Have some eggs.
I'm so confused.
- These are confusing times.
- Right. No, no...
- That's not what I meant. I...
- No, I get it.
I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.
- I'm wearing shirts now.
- Yeah! How? Why?
Five years ago we
got our asses beat.
Except it was worse for me.
Because I lost twice.
First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.
Then, we all lost.
- No one blamed you, Bruce.
- I did.
For years I've been
treating the Hulk like he's
some kind of disease,
something to get rid of.
But then I started looking
at him as the cure.
Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I put
the brains and the brawn together.
And now look at me.
Best of both worlds.
- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?
- Yes?
- Can we get a photo?
- 100%, little person.
Come on, step on up. You mind?
Oh.
- Say "green."
- Green.
Greeeen.
- Did you get that?
- That's good.
Don't you wanna grab one with me?
I'm Ant-Man.
They're Hulk fans.
They don't know Ant-Man.
- Nobody does.
- Wait, no, no, he wants to...
You want to take a
picture with him, right?
He's even saying no he doesn't.
I get it.
I don't want it either. I don't
want a picture with them.
- He's gonna feel bad.
- Sorry.
- They said they'd do it.
- I don't want it anymore.
- You'd feel bad...
- Take the goddamn phone.
Thank you, Mr. Hulk.
No, it's great, kids.
Thank you very much.
- Hulk out!
- Bruce.
- Dab.
- Bruce.
Listen to your Mom.
She knows better.
- About we were saying...
- Right.
The whole time travel do-over?
Guys, it's outside of
my area of expertise.
Well, you pulled this off.
I remember a time when that
seemed pretty impossible, too.
Look at a mod inspiration,
let me see what checks out.
So, recommend one last sim before
we pack it in for the night.
This time, in the shape of a
mobius strip, inverted. Please?
Processing...
Give me that eigenvalue. That, particle
factoring, and spectral decomp.
- Gotta take a second.
- Just a moment.
And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.
I'm just kinda...
Model rendered.
Shit!
Shit!
What are you doing
up, Little Miss?
- Shit.
- No. We don't say that.
Only Mommy says that word. She
coined it, it belongs to her.
Why you up?
'Cause I got some important shit
going on here. What do you think?
No, I got something on my mind.
I got something on my mind.
- Was it Juice Pops?
- Sure was.
That's extortion.
Great minds think alike. Juice
Pops, exactly was on...
my mind.
You done? Yeah? Now you are.
- That face, goes there.
- Tell me a story.
A story.
Once upon a time, a little
girl went to bed. The end.
That ain't the whole story.
Come on, that's your
favorite story.
I love you tons.
I love you 3,000.
Wow.
3,000. That's crazy.
Go to bed. Or I'll
sell all your toys.
Night-night.
Not that it's a competition,
but she loves me 3,000.
You were somewhere in
the low 6 to 900 range.
- What you reading?
- Just a book on composting.
What's new with composting?
- Just ....
- I figured it out...
by the way.
You know, just so we're talking
about the same thing...
Time travel.
What?
Wow.
That's...
Amazing, and.... terrifying.
That's right.
- I got really lucky.
- Yeah. I know.
- A lot of people didn't.
- No, I can't help everybody.
- It sorta seems like you can.
- Not if I stop.
I can put a pin in it
right now, and stop.
Tony...
trying to get you to stop has been one
of the few failures of my entire life.
I sometimes feel I should put it in a locked
box and drop it at the bottom of a lake...
...go to bed.
But would you be able to rest?
Okay, here we go. Time
travel test number one.
Scott, fire up the, uhh...
The van thing.
Breakers are set. Emergency
generators are on standby.
Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don't
wanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.
- Excuse me?
- He's kidding.
You can't say things like that.
Just... it was, just a bad joke.
- You were kidding, right?
- I have no idea.
We're talking about time travel here.
Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.
We're good! Get your helmet on.
Scott, I'm gonna send you
back a week, but you'll walk
around for an hour, then bring
you back in 10 seconds.
- Makes sense?
- Perfectly not confusing.
Good luck, Scott. You got this.
You're right. I do,
Captain America.
On the count of three.
3.. 2.. 1..
Guys? This doesn't feel right.
- What's going on? Hold on.
- Who is that?
- Is that Scott?
- Yes, it's Scott!
Ooh! My back!
- Can you bring him back?
- I'm working on it!
A baby.
- It's Scott.
- As a baby!
Bring Scott back.
When I say kill the
power, kill the power.
And... kill it!
Somebody peed my pants.
I don't know if it was
"baby" me or "old" me.
Or, just "me" me.
Time travel!
What?
I see this as an absolute win.
Why the long face?
Let me guess. He
turned into a baby.
Among other things, yeah.
What are you doing here?
That's the EPR paradox.
Instead of pushing Lang through time, you
might've wound up pushing time through Lang.
It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebody
coulda cautioned you against it.
- You did.
- Oh, did I?
Thank God, I'm here.
Regardless, I fixed it.
A fully functioning
time-space GPS.
I just want peace.
Turns out, resentment is
corrosive, and I hate it.
Me, too.
We got a shot at getting
these stones, but I
gotta tell you my
priority is to bring back
what we lost? I hope, yes.
Keep what I found? I
have to, at all costs.
And, maybe not die
trying will be nice.
Sounds like a deal.
- Tony, I don't know...
- Why? He made it for you.
Plus, honestly I have to get it out the
garage before Morgan takes it sledding.
Thank you, Tony.
Will you keep that a little quietly?
Didn't bring one for the whole team.
- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?
- We're working on that right now.
- Hey, humie! Where's big green?
- Kitchen. I think.
- That's awesome.
- Rodent, careful on re-entry.
There's an idiot on
the landing zone.
Oh, God!
What's up, regular-sized man?
Kind of a step down from a golden palace
for an Avenger highness or whatnot.
Hey, have a little compassion, pal.
First, they've lost Asgard,
then half the people. They're probably
just happy they have a home.
You shouldn't have come!
Valkyrie!
Great to see you, Angry Girl.
I think I liked you better
either of the other ways.
- This is Rocket.
- How you doin'?
- He won't see you.
- That bad, huh?
We only see him once a month,
when he comes in for...
...supplies.
- It's that bad.
- Yeah.
What the...
Woo! Something died in here.
Hello? Thor?
Are you here about the cable?
The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,
and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...
Boys! Oh, my God!
My God! How have you been?
Come here, you little rascal!
No, I'm good! I'm good.
That's not necessary!
Hulk, you know my friends,
Miek, Korg, right?
- Hey, boys!
- Hey, guys. Long time no see.
Beer's on the bucket. Feel
free to log on to the wi-fi.
No password, obviously.
Thor, he's back. That kid on the TV
who's called me a dickhead again.
- Noobmaster.
- Yeah, Noobmaster69.
Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.
You know, the God of Thunder?
Listen, buddy. If you don't log off
this game immediately I'm gonna fly
home to your house, come down to
that basement you're hiding in,
rip off your arms then
shove them up your butt!
Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry to
your father, you little weasel!
Thank you, Thor.
Let me know if he
bothers you again, okay?
Thank you very much. I will.
So you guys want a drink?
What are you drinking?
We have beer, tequila,
all sorts of things.
Buddy, you all right?
Yes, I'm fine! Why,
don't I look all right?
You look like melted ice cream.
So, what's up?
We need your help. There might be
a chance we could fix everything.
What, like the cable? 'Cause that's
been driving me bananas for weeks.
Like Thanos.
Don't say that name.
Um, yeah. We don't actually
say that name in here.
Please take your hand off me.
Now, I know that...
guy might scare you.
Why would I be? Why would, why
would I be scared of that guy?
I'm the one who killed
that guy, remember?
Anyone else here
killed that guy?
Nope. Didn't think so.
Korg, why don't you, tell everybody
who chopped Thanos' big head off.
Umm... Stormbreaker?
Now, who's swinging
Stormbreaker?
I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?
I've been there myself.
You wanna know who
helped me out of it?
I don't know. Is it... Natasha?
It was you.
You helped me.
Why don't you ask the,
Asgardians down there,
how much my help was worth.
The ones that are left, anyway.
I think we can bring them back.
Stop. Just, stop...
I know you think I'm down here wallowing in
my own self-pity, waiting to be rescued and
and saved. But I'm fine, okay?
We're fine, aren't we?
Nah, all good here, mate!
So, whatever it is that
you're offering, we're
not into it, don't care,
couldn't care less.
Goodbye.
We need you, pal.
There's beer on the ship.
What kind?
It's him! He's after Akihiko!
We never did anything to you!
You're done hurting people.
You're crazy!
Wait! Help me!
What I want...
You can't give me.
You shouldn't be here.
Neither should you.
I've got a job to do.
Is that what you're
calling this?
Killing all these people isn't
gonna bring your family back.
We found something.
A chance, maybe...
Don't.
Don't what?
Don't give me hope.
I'm sorry I couldn't
give it to you sooner.
Drifting left. On the
side there, Lebowski.
- Ratchet, how's it going?
- It's Rocket.
Take it easy. You're only
a genius on Earth, pal.
Yup.
Time travel suit? Not bad.
Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!
- I'm being very careful.
- No, you're being very Hulky.
- I'm being careful.
- These are Pym particles, all right?
And ever since Hank Pym got snapped
out of existence, this is it.
This is what we have. We're
not making any more.
- Scott, calm down.
- Sorry.
We've got enough for
one round trip, each.
That's it. No do-overs.
Plus, two test runs.
One test run.
All right. I'm not
ready for this.
I'm game.
I'll do it.
Clint, now you're gonna feel
a little discombobulated
from the chronoshift.
Don't worry about it.
Wait a second, let me
ask you something.
If we can do this, you know, go
back in time, why don't we just
find baby Thanos, you know?
And...
- First of all, that's horrible.
- It's Thanos.
And secondly, time doesn't work that way.
Changing the past doesn't change the future.
Look, we go back, we get the
stones before Thanos gets them...
Thanos doesn't have the stones.
Problem solved.
- Bingo.
- That's not how it works.
- Well, that's what I heard.
- What? By who? Who told you that?
Star Trek, Terminator,
TimeCop, Time After Time,
- Quantum Leap.
- A Wrinkle in Time,
- Somewhere in Time,
- Hot Tub Time Machine.
Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,
any movie that deals with time travel.
Die Hard? No, it's not...
This is known.
I don't know why everyone believes
that, but that isn't true.
Think about it: If you travel to the
past, that past becomes your future.
And your former present
becomes the past.
Which can't now be changed
by your new future...
Exactly.
So Back to the Future's
a bunch of bullshit?
All right, Clint. We're going in 3..
2.. 1...
Cooper?
- Where are my headphones?
- Lila?
Lila! No!
Dad?
Dad?
Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?
Yeah.
It worked.
It worked.
Okay, so the "how" works.
Now we gotta figure out the
"when," and the "where."
Almost everyone in this
room has had an encounter
with at least one of the
six Infinity Stones.
Well, I'd subtitute the
word 'encounter' for 'damn
near been killed by one of
the six Infinity Stones.'
I haven't. I don't even know what
the hell you're all talking about.
Regardless, we only have enough Pym
Particles for one round trip each,
and these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
So. Let's start
with the Aether.
Thor, what do you know?
Is he asleep?
Where to start? Umm...
The Aether, first,
is not a stone.
Someone's called it a stone before.
Ahem...
It's more of a... an angry
sludge, sort of thing. So...
Someone's gonna need to amend
that, and stop saying that.
Here's an interesting
story, though.
About the Aether. My
grandafther, many years
ago, had to hide the stone
from the Dark Elves.
Scary beings. So Jane...
Oh, there she is. That's Jane...
She's... an old flame of mine.
She... she stuck her hand
inside a rock this one time...
and then the Aether stuck
itself inside her.
And, she became very, very sick.
So I had to take her to
Asgard, which is where I'm from.
And we had to try and fix her.
We were dating at the time, you see. I
got to introduce her to my Mother...
who's dead, and umm....
Oh, you know. Jane and I aren't
even dating anymore, so...
These things happen though, you know.
Nothing lasts forever.
- The only thing that...
- Why don't you come sit down.
I'm not done yet. The only thing that
is permanent in life, is impermanence.
Awesome.
Eggs? Breakfast?
No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.
Quill said he stole the
Power Stone from Morag.
- Is that a person?
- Morag's a planet.
Quill was a person.
Like a planet? Like
in outer space?
Oh, look. It's like a little
puppy, all happy and everything.
Do you wanna go to space? You
wanna go to space, puppy?
I'll take you to space.
- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.
- What is Vormir?
A dominion of death, at the very
center of Celestial existence.
It's where... Thanos
murdered my sister.
Noted.
- That Time Stone guy...
- Doctor Strange.
Yeah, what kind
of doctor was he?
- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.
- Nice place in the village, though.
- Yeah. Sullivan Street.
- Hmm... Bleecker.
Wait, he lived in New York?
- No. He lived in Toronto.
- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.
Guys, if you pick the right year,
there are three stones in New York.
Shut the front door!
All right. We have a plan.
Six stones, three
teams, one shot.
Five years ago, we lost.
All of us.
We lost friends...
We lost family...
We lost a part of ourselves.
Today, we have a chance
to take it all back.
You know your teams, you
know your missions.
Get the stones, get them back.
One round trip each. No mistakes.
No do-overs.
Most of us are going
somewhere we know.
But it doesn't mean we
should know what to expect.
Be careful. Look out
for each other.
This is the fight of our lives.
And we're gonna win.
Whatever it takes.
Good luck.
- He's pretty good at that.
- Right?
All right. You heard the man.
Stroke those keys, jelly green.
Tractors engaged.
You promise to bring that
back in one piece, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. Okay.
- I'll do my best.
- As promises go, that was pretty lame.
See you in a minute.
All right, we all have our assignments.
Two stones uptown, one stone, down.
Stay low. Keep an
eye on the clock.
Feel free to smash if
things don't go your way.
I think it's gratuitous,
but whatever.
I'd be careful going that way.
We just had the floors waxed.
Ma'am, I'm looking
for Doctor Strange.
You're about... five
years too early.
Stephen Strange is currently performing
surgery about twenty blocks that way.
What do you want from him?
That, actually.
Ah.
- I'm afraid not.
- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.
- You don't wanna do this.
- You're right. I don't.
But I need that stone, and
I don't have time to...
Let's start over, shall we?
That's Jane.
All right.
Here's the deal, Tubby:
You're gonna charm her and I'm
gonna poke her with this thing
and extract the Reality Stone
and get gone, lickety-split.
I'll be right back, okay? There's a
wine cellar, that's just down there.
My father used to fish
with a barrel of ale.
- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...
- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?
Who's the fancy broad?
It's my Mother.
She dies today.
Oh. That's today?
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.
This was a bad idea.
- Come here.
- No, no, no. I think I'm having...
- I'm having a panic attack.
- Come here. Right here.
You think you're the only one who lost
people? What do you think we're doing here?
I lost the only
family I ever had.
Quill, Groot, Drax, the chick
with the antenna, all gone.
Now, I get you miss your Mom.
But she's gone. Really gone.
And there are plenty of people
who are only kinda gone.
But you can help them.
So is it too much to ask that you
brush the crumbs outta your beard,
make schmoopy talk to Pretty
Pants, and when she's not looking,
suck out the Infinity Stone and
help me get my family back?
Okay.
- Are you crying?
- No...
Yes!
Get it together!
You can do this.
You can do this.
All right?
- Yes, I can.
- Good.
I can do this.
I can't do this.
Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.
This is our shot.
Thor?
Thor!
Alright. Bring it down low.
Right on that line. That's it.
Down, down.
Hey, can we hurry it up?
Guys, chop-chop. Come on.
We're on the clock.
All that, is really helpful.
- Take care, okay?
- Yeah.
Take that stone and come back.
No messing around.
- Hey.
- You got this.
- Let's get it done.
- Yes, sir.
See you back.
You guys watch each other's six.
Yeah.
The coordinates for
Vormir are laid in.
All they have to do
is not fall out.
We're a long way from Budapest.
Okay, so, uhh...
We just wait around for this
Quill guy to show up and
then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
Wait a minute, what are
you talking about right
now? Who else is looking
for these stones?
My father, my sister...
- and me.
- And you?
Where are you right now?
- You're welcome.
- I didn't ask for your help.
And yet, you always need it.
Get up.
- Father wants us back on the ship.
- Why?
He's found an Infinity Stone.
- Where?
- On a planet called Morag.
Father's plan is
finally in motion.
- One stone isn't six, Nebula.
- It's a start.
If he gets all of them...
Ronan's located the Power Stone.
I'm dispatching you to his ship.
- He won't like that.
- His alternative is death, then.
Ronan's obsession
clouds his judgement.
We will not fail you, Father.
No, you won't.
I swear...
I will make you proud.
We just, wait around for
this Quill guy to show up,
and then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
- Who was that?
- I don't know...
My head is splitting...
I don't know...
Her synaptic drive was
probably damaged in battle.
Bring her to my ship.
Got to hustle, Cap. Things look like
they're just about wrapped up here.
Got it. I'm approaching
the elevator now.
If it's all the same to you...
I'll have that drink now.
All right. Good one. No standing around,
I'm closing up this door for later.
By the way, feel
free to clean up.
Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almost
forgot that that suit
- did nothing for your ass.
- No one asked you to look.
I think you look great, Cap.
As far as I'm concerned,
that's America's ass.
- Uhh, magic wand?
- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.
We can take that
off your hands.
By all means.
- Careful with that thing!
- Unless you want your mind erased.
- Not in a fun way.
- We promise to be careful.
- Who are these guys?
- They are SHIELD...
Well, actually Hydra. But,
we didn't know that yet.
Seriously, you didn't? I mean...
they look like bad guys.
You're small, but
you're talking loud.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue!
I mean, honestly! How do
you think you'll be...
Shut up.
All right, you're up, little buddy.
There's our stone.
Alright. Flick me.
- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.
- Hey! Buddy.
What do you think? Maximum
occupancy has been reached.
- Take the stairs!
- Yeah. Stop. Stop!
Take the stairs.
Take the stairs!
All right, Cap. I got our scepter in the
elevator just passing the 80th floor.
On it.
- Head to the lobby.
- Alright. I'll see you there.
Evidence secure. We're
en route to Dr. List.
No. No hitches at all, Mr.
Secretary.
Captain. I thought you were
coordinating search and rescue?
Change of plans.
Hey, Cap.
Rumlow.
I just got a call from the Secretary. I'm
gonna be running point on the scepter.
Sir? I don't understand.
We got word there may be
an attempt to steal it.
Sorry, Cap.
I can't give you the scepter.
- I'm gonna have to call the Director.
- That's okay. Trust me.
Hail Hydra.
So many stairs!
Thumbelina, do you copy?
I've got eyes on the prize.
- It is go-time.
- Bombs away.
Is, is that Axe body spray?
Yeah, I had a can just
for emergencies. Relax.
- Can we focus, please?
- I'm going inside you. Now.
May I ask you
where you're going?
To lunch and then Asgard.
I'm sorry, you are?
Alexander Pierce. He's the man, one
of the folks behind Nick Fury.
My friends call me Mr. Secretary.
I'm gonna have to ask you to
turn that prisoner over to me.
- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.
- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.
Odin can have what's left. And
I'm gonna need that case.
That's been SHIELD property
for over 70 years.
Hand over the case, Stark.
All right, move it, Stuart Little. Things
are getting dicey up here. Let's go.
I'm not gonna argue who's got the
higher authority here, all right?
You promise me you won't die?
You're only giving me a
mild cardiac dysrythmia.
That doesn't sound mild.
I need the case.
I know you got a lotta pull.
I'm just saying...
Okay. Then give me the case.
Do it, Lang!
- Get your hands off!
- Window's closing. Pull my pin!
Here goes!
- Stark?
- Stark!
Look, he's convulsing.
Give him air!
- Medic!
- Medic!
You got some help!
Stark, you--- your
chest machine?
Breathe! Breathe!
Good job. Meet me in the alley.
I'm gonna grab a quick slice.
No stairs!
You'll be fine, Stark.
Stay with us!
I'll try something, okay? I have
no idea if it's gonna work.
Yes!
That worked a treat.
That was so crazy!
I had no idea if
that was gonna work.
- The case...
- The case. It's, uhh...
Where's the case? Where's Loki?
Loki!
- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?
- Oh, we blew it.
Loki!?
Tony, what's going on?
Tell me you found that cube.
Oh, you gotta be shitting me.
I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.
I'm not Loki.
And I don't wanna hurt you.
I can do this all day.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Where did you get this?
Bucky... is... alive!
What?
That is America's ass.
- Please, please!
- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.
If I give up the Time Stone to help
your reality, I'm dooming my own.
With all due respect, I'm not sure
the science really supports that.
The Infinity Stones create what you
experience as the flow of time.
Remove one of the stones,
and that flow splits.
Now this may benefit your reality.
But my new one, not so much.
In this new branched reality, without our
chief weapon against the forces of darkness,
our world will be overrun.
Millions will suffer.
So, tell me, doctor, can your
science prevent all that?
No. But we can erase it.
Because once we're done with the stones, we
can return each one into its own timeline
at the moment it was taken.
So, chronologically...
In that reality....
it never left.
Yes, but you're leaving out
the most important part.
In order to return the
stones, you have to survive.
We will. I will. I promise.
I can't risk this
reality on a promise.
It's the duty, of the Sorcerer
Supreme to protect the Time Stone.
Then why the hell did
Strange give it away?
- What did you say?
- Strange. He gave it away.
He gave it to Thanos.
- Willingly?
- Yes.
- Why?
- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.
Or I did.
Strange was meant to
be the best of us.
So he must've done
it for a reason.
I fear you might be right.
Thank you.
I'm counting on you, Bruce.
We all are.
Run diagnostics.
Show me her memory file.
Sire, the file appears entangled.
It was a memory, but not hers.
There's another consciousness
sharing her network.
Another Nebula.
Impossible.
This duplicate carries a time stamp...
from nine years in the future.
Where is this other Nebula?
In our solar system.
On Morag.
- Can you access her?
- Yes. The two are linked.
Search the duplicate's
memories, for Infinity Stones.
And these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
Freeze image.
Terrans.
Avengers.
Unruly wretches. What's
that reflection?
Amplify this, Maw.
I don't understand.
- Two Nebulas.
- No. The same Nebula.
From two different times.
Set course for Morag. Scan
the duplicate's memories.
I want to see everything.
My ladies, I'll see you after.
Go on.
- What are you doing?
- Ahh!
You're better off leaving the
sneaking to your brother.
Yeah, I was simply just
going for a walk, and uh...
What are you wearing?
I always wear this. This
is one of my favorites.
What's wrong with your eye?
Oh, my eye. That's... you
remember the Battle of Haroquin?
When I got hit in the
face with a broadsword?
You're not the Thor I
know at all, are you?
Yes, I am.
The future hasn't been
kind to you, has it?
I didn't say I'm
from the future.
I was raised by witches, boy.
I see with more than
eyes, and you know that.
I am totally, totally
from the future!
Yes, you are.
- I really need to talk to you.
- We can talk.
His head was over there...
His body over there...
What was the point.
I was too late.
I was just standing there.
- Some idiot with an ax.
- You're no idiot.
You're here aren't you? Seeking counsel
from the wisest person in Asgard.
- I guess, yeah.
- Idiot? No.
- A failure? Absolutely.
- That's a little bit harsh.
You do know what
that makes you?
Just like everyone else.
I'm not supposed to be
like everyone else, am I?
Everyone fails at who they
are supposed to be, Thor.
The measure of a
person, of a hero
is how well they succeed
at being who they are.
I really missed you, Mum.
Thor! I got it!
Get that rabbit!
- Ma, I have to tell you something.
- No, son. You don't.
You're here to repair
your future, not mine.
- But this is about your future.
- It's none of my business.
Hey.
You must be Mom.
I got the thing. Come
on, we got to move.
- I wish we had more time.
- This was a gift.
And you're going to be the
man you're meant to be.
- I love you, Mom.
- I love you.
And eat a salad.
- Come on. We gotta go.
- Goodbye.
- Three... two...
- No, wait!
Wh- what am I looking at?
Oh, sometimes it takes a second.
I'm still worthy.
Oh, boy.
Goodbye, Mom.
So he's an idiot?
What's that?
The tool of a thief.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa...
This is the part where spikes come out,
with skeletons on the end and everything...
What are you talking about?
When you break into a place called
the temple of the Power Stone,
There's gonna be a bunch of booby
traps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.
I wasn't always like this.
Me either.
But we work with
what we got, right?
Sync up.
Three.. two.. one...
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
- What did you do to them?
- Nothing. Yet.
They're not trying to stop something
I'm going to do in our time.
They're trying to undo something
I've already done in theirs.
The stones...
I found them all.
I won.
Tipped the cosmic
scales to balance.
This is your future.
It's my destiny.
My father is many things. A
liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
And that, is destiny fulfilled.
Sire, your Daughter...
No...
...is a traitor.
That's not me. It's not. I could never...
I would never betray you. Never.
I know.
And you'll have the
chance to prove it.
No...
He knows!
Barton? Barton, come in.
Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.
Come on!
Come in, we have a prob....
Thanos knows.
Thanos...
Cap...
Sorry, buddy.
We got a problem.
Huh. Yeah, we do.
- Well, what are we gonna do now?
- You know what, give me a break, Steve.
I just got hit in the
head with a Hulk.
You said that we had one shot.
This, this was our shot.
We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.
Six stones or nothing.
You're repeating yourself, you know that?
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
- No!
- Come on.
You never wanted a time heist, you
went on board with the time heist...
- I dropped the ball.
- You ruined the time heist.
- Is that what I did?
- Yeah!
Are there any other options
with the Tesseract?
No, no, no. There's
no other options.
There's no do-overs. We're
not going anywhere else.
We have one particle left. Each.
That's it, alright? We use that...
Bye, bye. You're not going home.
Yeah, well if we don't try...
then no one else is
going home, either.
I got it.
There's another way. To retake the
Tesseract and acquire new particles.
We'll stroll down memory lane.
Military installation, Garden State.
Why were they both there?
They were there at a...I've
a vaguely exact idea.
How vague?
What are you talking about?
Where are we going?
- I know for a fact they were there...
- Who's they?
- What are we doing?
- And I know how I know.
Guys, what's up? What is it?
Well, it looks like
we're improvising.
- Right.
- What are we improvising?
Scott, get this back
to the compound.
Suit up.
What's in New Jersey?
- 0-4, 0-4...
- Uhh, 0-7.
- 0-7.
- Excuse me...
1-9-7-0.
- Are you sure?
- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.
America. Rogers. Look,
if you do this,
and this doesn't work,
you're not coming back.
Thanks for the pep
talk, pissant.
You trust me?
I do.
Your call.
Here we go.
Hey, man!
Make love, not war!
Clearly, you weren't
actually born here, right?
The idea of me was.
Right. Well, imagine
you're SHIELD, running a
quasi-fascistic
intelligence organization.
Where do you hide it?
In plain sight.
Good luck on your
mission, Captain.
Good luck on your
project, doctor.
You're new here?
Not exactly.
Gotcha.
Back in the game.
Arnim, you in there?
Arnim?
Hey!
The door's this way, pal.
Oh, yeah.
I'm looking for Dr. Zola.
Have you seen him?
Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,
I haven't seen a soul.
Pardon me.
Do I know you?
No, sir. I'm, a...
visitor from MIT.
Huh. MIT.
Got a name?
Howard.
Well that'll be
easy to remember.
Howard...
...Potts.
Well, I'm Howard Stark.
Hi.
Shit. Now, don't pull it.
Yeah...
You look a little green around
the gills there, Potts.
I'm fine. Just, long hours.
Wanna get some air?
- Hello, Potts.
- Yeah. That would be swell.
- That way.
- Okay.
Need your briefcase?
You're not one of
those, are ya, Potts?
- Hello.
- Dr. Pym?
That would be the number
that you called. Yes.
This is Capt. Stevens
from shipping.
- We have a package for you.
- Bring it up.
Well, that's the thing, sir.
We can't.
I'm confused. I thought
that was your job.
Well, it's just... Sir,
the box is glowing and,
to be honest, some of our mail
guys aren't feeling that great.
They didn't know
better, did they?
Yeah, they did. You
better get down here.
Excuse me. Out of the way!
So, flowers and sauerkraut. You
got a big date tonight?
My wife's expecting.
And, uh... Too much
time in the office.
- Congratulations.
- Thanks. Hold this, will you?
Yeah, sure.
- How far along is she?
- I don't know... uh...
She's at the point where she can't
stand the sound of my chewing.
I guess I'll be eating
dinner in the pantry again.
I have a little girl.
A girl would be nice. Less of a chance
she'd turn out exactly like me.
What'd be so awful about that?
Let's just say that the greater
good has rarely outweighed
my own self-interests.
- And you've never seen these 2 men before?
- No, I've got an eye for this.
- The 2 of them looked fishy.
- Can you describe them?
- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.
- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?
Definitely Mungo Jerry.
Yeah, this is Chesler. I
need every available MPs
on sub-level 6. We have
a potential breach.
So, where are you
at with names?
Well, if it's a boy,
my wife likes Almanzo.
Might wanna let that stew on.
You got time.
Let me ask you a question.
When your kid was born...
- were you nervous?
- Wildly. Yeah.
Did you feel qualified?
Like you had any idea how to
successfully operate that thing?
I literally pieced it
together as I went along,
I thought about what
my Dad did, and...
My old man, he never met a problem
he couldn't solve with a belt.
I thought my Dad
was tough on me.
And now, looking back, I just
remember the good stuff, you know.
- He did drop the odd pearl.
- Yeah? Like what?
"No amount of money ever
bought a second of time."
Smart guy.
He did his best.
Let me tell you. That
kid's not even here yet
and, there's nothing I
wouldn't do for him.
Good to meet you, Potts.
Yeah, Howard...
Everything's gonna be all right.
Thank you for everything...
...you've done for
this country.
Jarvis.
Have we ever met that guy?
Seems very familiar.
Weird beard, though.
- You're weak.
- I'm you.
You can stop this.
You know you want to.
Did you see what
happens in the future?
Thanos finds the Soul Stone.
You wanna know
how he does that?
You wanna know, what
he does to you?
That's enough.
You disgust me.
But, that doesn't
mean you're useless.
How do I look?
Wow...
Under different circumstances,
this would be totally awesome.
I bet the raccoon didn't
have to climb a mountain.
Technically, he's not
a raccoon, you know.
Whatever. He eats garbage.
Welcome.
Natasha, daughter of Ivan.
Clint, son of Edith.
Who are you?
Consider me a guide.
To you, and to all who
seek the Soul Stone.
Okay. You tell us where it is.
Then we'll be on our way.
If only it were that easy.
What you seek lies
in front of you...
...as does what you fear.
The stone is down there.
For one of you.
For the other...
In order to take the stone, you
must lose that which you love.
An everlasting exchange.
A soul, for a soul.
How's it going?
Jesus...
Maybe he's making this shit up.
No. I don't think so.
Why, 'cause he knows
your Daddy's name?
I didn't.
Thanos left here with the stone
without his daughter.
It's not a coincidence.
Yeah.
Whatever it takes.
Whatever it takes.
If we don't get that stone,
billions of people stay dead.
Then I guess we both
know who it's gotta be.
I guess we do.
I'm starting to think, we've been
different people here, Natasha.
For the last five years I've been trying
to do one thing: Get to right here.
That's all it's been about.
Bringing everybody back.
- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.
- What, you think I wanna do it?
I'm trying to save
your life, you idiot.
Yeah well, I don't want
you to, because I...
Natasha, you know
what I've done.
You know what I've become.
I don't judge people on
their worst mistakes.
Maybe you should.
You didn't.
You're a pain in my
ass, you know that?
Okay.
You win.
Tell my family I love them.
You tell them yourself.
Damn you!
Let me go.
No.
Please, no.
It's okay.
Please...
Did we get them all?
You telling me this'll
actually work?
Clint, where's Nat?
Do we know if she had family?
Yeah. Us.
What?
I just asked him a question...
Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.
Why are we acting like she's dead?
We have the stones, right?
As long as we have
the stones, Cap, we can bring
her back, isn't that right?
So stop this shit. We're the
Avengers, get it together.
We can't get her back.
- Wha- what?
- It can't be undone. It can't.
I'm sorry. No offense, but you're
a very earthly being. Okay?
We're talking about space magic.
And "can't" seems very () don't you think?
Look, I know that I'm way
outside my paygrade here.
But she still isn't
here, is she?
- Now that's my point.
- It can't be undone.
Or that's at least what the,
great floating guy had to say.
Maybe you wanna go talk to him?
Okay?
Go grab your hammer, and you
go fly and you talk to him.
It was supposed to be me.
She sacrificed her life for that
goddamned stone. She bet her life on it.
She's not coming back.
We have to make it worth it.
We have to.
We will.
Boom!
All right. The glove's ready.
Question is, who's gonna
snap their freaking fingers?
I'll do it.
It's okay.
- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.
- Hey, hey...
Thor, just wait.
We haven't decided who's
gonna put that on yet.
I'm sorry. What, were you just sitting
around waiting for the right opportunity?
We should at least discuss it.
Look, us sitting here staring at that
thing is not gonna bring everybody back.
I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? So
this responsibility falls upon me.
It's my duty. It's not that... It's...
stop it! Just let me.
Just let me do it. Just
let me do something good.
- Something great.
- Look...
It's not just the fact that
that glove is channeling
enough energy to light up a
continent, I'm telling you
you're in no condition.
What do you think is coursing
through my veins right now?
Cheez Whiz?
- Lightning.
- Yeah.
Lightning won't help you, pal.
It's gotta be me.
You saw what those stones did to Thanos.
It almost killed him.
None of you could survive.
How do we know you will?
I don't. But the
radiation's mostly gamma.
It's like...
I was meant for this.
Good to go, yeah?
Let's do it.
You remember everyone
Thanos snapped away five
years ago and just bringing
them back to now, today.
Don't change anything
from the last five years.
Got it.
Friday, do me a favor and
activate protocol 8.
Yes, boss.
Everybody comes home.
- Take it off. Take it off!
- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?
Talk to me, Banner.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Bruce!
Don't move him.
- Did it work?
- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.
Honey.
Honey.
Guys...
I think it worked!
I can't breathe. I can't breathe!
I can't breathe.
Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.
Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Come on!
Rhodey!
Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We're
in the lower level, it's flooding!
- What?
- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!
Wait! I'm here! I'm
here, can you hear me?
Cap?
Daughter.
Yes, Father.
So, this is the future.
Well done.
Thank you, Father. They
suspected nothing.
The arrogant never do.
Go.
Find the stones.
Bring them to me.
What will you do?
Wait.
Tell me something.
In the future, what
happens to you and me?
I tried to kill you.
Several times.
But eventually,
we become friends.
We become sisters.
Come on.
We can stop him.
Come on, buddy. Wake up.
That's my man.
You lose this again,
I'm keeping it.
What happened?
We messed with time.
It tends to mess back.
You'll see.
What's he been doing?
Absolutely nothing.
Where are the stones?
Lost somewhere under all this.
All I know is he
doesn't have them.
So we keep it that way.
- You know it's a trap, right?
- Yeah...
I don't much care.
Good.
Just as long as we're
all in agreement.
Let's kill him
properly this time.
You could not live
with your own failure.
Where did that bring you?
Back to me.
I thought by eliminating
half of life,
the other half would thrive.
But you've shown me,
that's impossible.
And as long as there are those
that remember what was,
there will always be those that
are unable to accept what can be.
They will resist.
Yep. We're all
kinds of stubborn.
I'm thankful.
Because now, I know
what I must do.
I will shred this universe
down to its last atom.
And then...
With the stones you've collected
for me, create a new one.
Teeming with life,
but knows not what it has lost
but only what it has been given.
A grateful universe.
Born out of blood.
They'll never know it.
Because you won't be
alive to tell them.
See you on the other side, man.
Hang on! I'm coming!
Oh, hey...
I know you.
Father. I have the stones.
What?!
Stop.
You're betraying us?
You don't have to do this.
I am... this.
No, you're not.
You've seen what we become.
Nebula, listen to her.
You can change.
He won't let me.
No!
Okay, Thor. Hit me.
Boss, wake up.
I knew it!
In all my years of conquest...
violence...
slaughter...
It was never personal.
But I'll tell you now...
what I'm about to do
to your stubborn,
annoying little planet...
I'm gonna enjoy it.
Very, very much.
Cap, you hear me?
Cap, it's Sam.
Can you hear me?
On your left.
Is that everyone?
What, you wanted more?
Avengers...
... assemble.
No, no. Give me that.
You have the little one.
Hey!
Holy cow.
You will not believe what's been going on.
Do you remember when we were in space?
And I got all dusty? I must've passed
out, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.
But Doctor Strange was there, right?
He was like,
"It's been five years.
Come on, they need us!"
And then he started doing the yellow
sparkly thing that he does all the time...
What are you doing?
This is nice.
Gamora?
I thought I lost you.
Don't... touch... me!
You missed the first time...
then you got them
both the second time.
This is the one? Seriously?
The choices were him, or a tree.
Cap, what do you want me to
do with this damn thing?
Get those stones as
far away as possible!
No!
We need to get them back
where they came from.
No way to get them back. Thanos
destroyed the quantum tunnel.
Hold on!
That wasn't our
only time machine.
Anyone see an ugly
brown van up there?
Yes!
But you're not gonna
like where it's parked.
Scott, how long you need
to get that thing working?
Maybe ten minutes.
Get it started. We'll
get the stones to you.
We're on it, Cap.
Hey.
You said one out of 14
million, we win, yeah?
Tell me this is it.
If I tell you what
happens, it won't happen.
You better be right.
It's a mess back here.
It's... it's dead.
- What?
- It's dead.
I have to hotwire it.
Where's Nebula?
She's not responding.
Sire!
Clint!
Give it to me.
You took everything from me.
I don't even know who you are.
You will.
I got it!
Activate Instant Kill!
Rain fire!
But Sire, our troops!
Just do it!
Is anyone else seeing this?
I got this.
I got this!
Okay, I don't got this.
- Help! Somebody, help!
- Hey, Queens. Heads up.
Hang on. I got you, kid.
Hey! Nice to meet---
Oh! My God!
What the hell is this?
Friday, what are they firing at?
Something just entered
the upper atmosphere.
Oh, yeah!
Danvers, we need an assist here.
Hi. I'm Peter Parker.
Hey, Peter Parker. Got
something for me?
I don't know how you're
gonna get through all that.
Don't worry.
She's got help.
I am... inevitable.
And I...
am...
... Iron Man.
Mr. Stark?
Hey...
Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?
It's Peter.
We won.
Mr. Stark....
We won, Mr. Stark.
We won and you did it, sir.
You did it.
I'm sorry... Tony...
- Hey.
- Hey, Pep...
- Friday?
- Life functions critical.
Tony.
Look at me.
We're gonna be okay.
You can rest now.
Everybody wants a
happy ending, right?
But it doesn't always
roll that way.
Maybe this time.
I'm hoping if you
play this back,
it's in celebration.
I hope families are reunited,
I hope we get it back,
and something like a
normal version of the
planet has been restored.
If there ever was such a thing.
God, what a world.
Universe, now.
If you told me ten years
ago that we weren't alone,
let alone, you know,
to this extent,
I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.
But come on, you know?
That epic forces of darkness and
light that have come into play.
And, for better or worse,
that's the reality Morgan's gonna
have to find a way to grow up in.
So I found the time and I
recorded a little greeting...
In the case of an untimely death.
On my part.
Not that, death in any
time isn't untimely.
This time travel thing that we're
gonna try and pull off tomorrow,
it's, it's got me scratching
my head about this.
But then again, that's the hero gig.
Part of the journey is the end.
Everything's gonna work out
exactly the way it's supposed to.
I love you 3,000.
You know, I wish
there was a way...
that I could let her know.
That we won.
We did it.
She knows.
They both do.
How you doing, Squirt?
- Good.
- You good?
- Okay. You hungry?
- Mm-hmm.
- What do you want?
- Cheeseburgers.
You know your Dad
liked cheeseburgers?
I'm gonna get you all the
cheeseburgers you want.
Okay.
So, when can we expect you back?
- About that...
- Thor. Your people need a king.
No, they already have one.
That's funny.
You're being serious?
It's time for me to be
who I am rather than
who I'm supposed to be.
But you, you're a leader.
That's who you are.
You know I'd make a lot
of changes around here.
I'm counting on it.
Your Majesty.
What will you do?
I'm not sure.
For the first time in a
thousand years, I...
I have no path. I do
have a ride, though.
Move it or lose it, hairbag.
Well, here we are.
Tree! Good to see you.
Well...
The As-Guardians of the
Galaxy back together again.
Where to first?
Just so you know, this is my ship still.
I'm in charge.
I know. I know. Of
course, you are.
Of course.
See, you say of course, but
then you touch the map.
It makes you think that maybe you
didn't realize I was in charge.
Quail, that's your own
insecurities in there. Okay?
I'm merely trying to be of service.
An assistant.
- Quill.
- That's what I said.
You should fight one another
for the honor of leadership.
Sounds fair.
- It's not necessary.
- It's not.
Okay?
I got some blasters unless
you guys wanna use knives.
Oh, yes. Please, use knives.
I am Groot.
Not necessary.
There shall be no
knifing one another.
Everybody knows who's in charge.
It's me.
Yes, you! Of course!
Of course. Of course.
Remember...
You have to return the stones at
the exact moment you got them.
Or you're gonna open up a bunch
of nasty alternative realities.
Don't worry, Bruce.
Clip all the branches.
You know, I tried.
When I had the gauntlet, the stones,
I really tried to bring her back.
- I miss them, man.
- Me, too.
You know, if you want,
I can come with you.
You're a good man, Sam.
This one's on me, though.
Don't do anything stupid
'till I get back.
How can I? You're taking
all the stupid with you.
Gonna miss you, Buddy.
It's gonna be okay, Buck.
How long is this gonna take?
For him? As long as he
needs, For us, five seconds.
Ready, Cap?
Alright. We'll meet
you back here, okay?
You bet.
Going quantum. Three..
two.. one...
And returning in, five,
four, three, two, one...
Where is he?
I don't know. He blew right by his
time stamp. He should be here.
- Well, get him back.
- I'm trying.
- Get him the hell back.
- I said, I'm trying!
Sam.
Go ahead.
Cap?
Hi, Sam.
So did something go wrong,
or did something go right?
Well, after I put the
stones back, I thought...
Maybe I'll try some
of that life Tony was...
telling me to get.
How did that work out for you?
It was beautiful.
I'm happy for you. Truly.
Thank you.
Only thing bumming me
out is the fact I have
to live in a world
without Captain America.
Oh...
That reminds me...
Try it on.
How's it feel?
Like it's someone else's.
It isn't.
Thank you.
I'll do my best.
That's why it's yours.
You wanna tell me about her?
No.
No, I don't think I will.
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- Can you see?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- Mm-hmm.
How about now?
Can you see now?
All right.
Ready? Three fingers.
Nice!
- Nice throw, kiddo!
- Go.
Hey, you guys want mayo
or mustard, or both?
Who wants mayo on a hotdog?
Pardon your brothers. Two mustards, please!
Thanks, momma.
Got it.
Nate, mayo or mustard?
I want ketchup.
Mind your elbow...
Good job, Hawkeye!
Go get your arrow.
Hey, guys. Enough practice.
Soup's on.
All right. We're coming.
We're hungry.
Lila, let's go.
Lila?
Honey?
Babe?
Babe?
Babe?
Boys!
Boys?
Laura!
You don't need to do that,
because you're just
holding the position.
Come on.
That was close.
That's a goal. We're
now one a-piece.
I would like to try again.
We're tied up.
Feel the tension? It's fun.
That was terrible. Now you
have a chance to win.
And you won. Congratulations.
Fair game.
Good sport.
You had fun?
It was fun.
This thing on?
Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.
If you find this recording...
don't post it, on social media.
It's gonna be a real tear-jerker.
I don't know if you're
ever gonna see these.
I don't even know
if you're still...
Oh, God. I hope so...
Today is day 21... uh, 22.
You know, if it wasn't for
the existensial terror of
staring into the
literal void of space,
I'd say, I'm feeling
more better today.
The infection's run its course,
thanks to the blue meanie back there.
You'd love her. Very practical.
Only a tiny bit sadistic.
Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, but
we figured out a way to reverse the ion charge
to buy ourselves, about,
48 hours of playtime.
But it's now dead in the water.
We're 1,000 lightyears
from the nearest 7-11.
Oxygen will run out
tomorrow morning.
That'll be it.
And Pep, I...
I know I said no
more surprises, but
I gotta say I was really hoping
to pull off one last one.
But it looks like...
Well, you know what
it looks like.
Don't feel bad about this.
I mean actually if you
grovel for a couple weeks,
and then, move on
with enormous guilt.
I should probably lie down.
I'm gonna caress my
Please know that...
When I drift off, it will be
goodbye the whole time...
I'll think about you.
Because it's always you.
- Couldn't stop him.
- Neither could I.
I lost the kid.
Tony, we lost.
Is, umm...
Oh, my God!
It's okay.
It's been 23 days since
Thanos came to Earth.
World governments are in pieces.
The parts that are still working
are trying to take a census,
And it looks like he did...
He did exactly what he said he
was gonna do. Thanos wiped out..
...fifty percent of
all living creatures.
Where is he now? Where?
We don't know.
He just opened a portal
and walked through.
What's wrong with him?
He's pissed.
He thinks he failed.
Which of course he did, but there's a
lot of that goin' around, ain't there?
Honestly, at this exact second, I
thought you were a Build-A-Bear.
Maybe I am.
We've been hunting Thanos
for three weeks now.
Deep space scans, and
satellites, and we got nothing.
- Tony you fought him.
- Who told you that?
Didn't fight him.
No. He wiped my face
with a planet while a
Bleecker Street magician
gave away the stone.
- That's what happened. There was no fight...
- Okay.
Did he give you any clues?
Any coordinates, anything?
Pfft!
I saw this coming a few years back. I had
a vision. I didn't wanna believe it.
Thought I was dreaming.
- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.
- And I needed you.
As in past tense. That trumps what
you need. It's too late, buddy.
Sorry.
You know what I need?
I need to shave.
- And I believe I rememeber telling
- Tony, Tony, Tony...
why that otherwise,
that what we needed was a suit of armor
around the world. Remember that?
Whether it impacted our precious
freedoms, or not. That's what we needed.
- Well that didn't work out, did it?
- I said we'd lose.
You said, "We'll do
that together, too."
Well guess what, Cap? We lost.
You weren't there.
But that's what we do, right?
Our best work after the fact?
We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?
Not the Prevengers?
Okay. You made your point.
Just sit down, okay?
- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.
- Tony, sit, sit down!
We need you. You're new blood.
Bunch of tired old mills...
I got nothing for you, Cap.
I got no coordinates,
no clues, no strategies,
no options...
Zero. Zip. Nada. No
trust, you liar...
Here, take this. You find
him and you put that on.
You hide.
- Tony!
- I'm fine. I...
Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonna
probably be out for the rest of the day.
You guys take care of him. And I'll bring
an Bezurian elixir when I come back.
- Where are you going?
- To kill Thanos.
Hey.
You know we usually work
as a team here, and
between you and I we're
also a little fragile.
We realize up there is more your
territory but this is our fight, too.
- You even know where he is?
- I know people who might.
Don't bother.
I can tell you where Thanos is.
Thanos spent a long time
trying to perfect me.
Then when he worked, he
talked about his great plan.
Even disassembled, I
wanted to please him.
I'd ask, where would we go
once his plan was complete?
His answer was always the same.
To The Garden.
That's cute. Thanos has
a retirement plan.
So where is he, then?
When Thanos snapped his fingers,
Earth became ground zero for a power surge
of ridiculously cosmic proportions.
No one's ever seen anything like it...
until two days ago.
On this planet.
Thanos is there.
He used the stones again.
Hey, hey, hey...
We'd be going in
short-handed, you know?
- Look, he still got the stones, so...
- So let's get him.
- We use them to bring everyone back.
- Just like that?
Yeah. Just like that.
Even if there's a small chance
that we can undo this...
I mean, we owe it to everyone
who's not in this room to try.
If we do this, how do we know it's gonna
end any differently than it did before?
Because before, you
didn't have me.
Hey, new girl, everybody in this
room is about that superhero life.
And if you don't mind my asking, where
the hell have you been all this time?
There are a lot of other
planets in the universe.
And unfortunately, they
didn't have you guys.
I like this one.
Let's go get this
son of a bitch.
Okay. Who here hasn't
been to space?
You better not throw
up on my ship.
Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.
I'll head down for recon.
- This is gonna work Steve.
- I know it will.
Because I don't know what
I'm gonna do if it doesn't.
No satellites, no ships, no armies,
no ground defenses of any kind.
It's just him.
Then that's enough.
Oh, no.
Where are they?
Answer the question.
The universe
required correction.
After that, the stones served
no purpose, beyond temptation.
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to
destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
We have to tear this place apart.
He has to be lying.
My father is many things.
A liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
What... what did you do?
I went for the head.
So I, uh...
Went on a date the other day.
It's the first time in five years,
you know? Sit there, dinner...
I didn't know what
to talk about.
What did you talk about?
Same old crap, you know? How
things have changed, and...
My job, his job....
How much we miss the Mets.
Then things get quiet..
He cried as they were
serving the salads.
What about you?
I cried just before dessert.
But I'm seeing him
again tomorrow, so...
That's great.
You did the hardest part.
You took the jump, you
didn't know where you
were gonna come down.
And that's it. That's those little
brave baby steps you gotta take.
To try and become whole again.
To try and find purpose.
I went in the ice in '45 right
after I met the love of my life.
Woke up 70 years later.
You got to move on.
Got to move on.
The world is in our hands.
It's left to us guys.
And we got to do
something with it.
Otherwise...
Thanos should've
killed all of us.
What the hell?
Hope?
Kid! Hey, kid!
What the hell happened here?
My God...
No. Please. Please, please.
No, no, no...
Excuse me. Sorry.
No, Cassie, no.
No.
No, no.
Please, please,
please, please....
No, Cassie...
What?
Cassie?
Dad?
You're so big!
Yeah, we boarded that highly
suspect warship Danvers pinged.
It was an infectious
garbage scowl.
So, thanks for the hot tip.
- Well, you were closer.
- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.
You get a reading
on those tremors?
It was a mild subduction
under the African plate.
Do we have a visual? How
are we handling it?
Nat, it's an earthquake
under the ocean.
We handle it by not handling it.
Carol, are we seeing
you here next month?
- Not likely.
- What, you gonna get another haircut?
Listen, fur-face. I'm
covering a lot of territory.
The things that are
happening on Earth are
happening everywhere, on
thousands of planets.
That's a good point.
That's a good point.
So you might not see
me for a long time.
All right. Uh, well...
This channel is always active.
So, anything goes sideways...
Anyone's making trouble
where they shouldn't...
- Comes through me.
- Okay.
All right.
Good luck.
- Where are you?
- Mexico.
The federales found a
room full of bodies.
Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Never
even had the chance to get their guns off.
- It's probably a rival gang...
- Except it isn't.
It's definitely Barton.
What he's done here, what he's
been doing for the last few years,
I mean, the scene
that he left...
I gotta tell you, there's a part of
me that doesn't even wanna find him.
Will you find out where
he's going next?
Nat...
Please.
Okay.
You know I'd offer to clip your dinner
but you seem pretty miserable already.
You here to do your laundry?
And to see a friend.
Clearly, your friend is fine.
You know I saw a pod of whales
when I was coming up the bridge.
- In the Hudson?
- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.
You know, if you're about to tell
me to look on the bright side...
Um...
I'm about to hit you in the head
with a peanut butter sandwich.
Sorry. Force of habit.
You know I keep telling everybody
they should move on and... grow.
Some do.
But not us.
- If I move on, who does this?
- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.
I used to have nothing.
And then I got this.
This job.
This family.
And I was... I was
better because of it.
And even though...
they're gone...
Now, I'm still
trying to be better.
I think we both
need to get a life.
You first.
Oh... Hi. Hi!
Is anyone home?
This is Scott Lang.
We met a few years ago, at the airport?
In Germany?
I got really big and
I had my mask on.
- You wouldn't recognize me.
- Is this an old message?
Ant-Man? Ant-Man, I
know you know that.
It's the front gate.
I need to talk to you guys.
Scott.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Have either of you guys ever
studied quantum physics?
Only in mid-conversation.
Alright. So...
Five years ago, right before...
Thanos,
I was in a place called
the quantum realm.
The quantum realm is like its
own microscopic universe.
To get in there, you have to be
incredibly small. Hope, she's my...
She... she was my...
She was supposed to pull me out.
And then Thanos happened, and
- I got stuck in there.
- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.
Yeah, but that's just it.
It wasn't.
For me it was five hours.
See, the rules of the quantum realm
aren't like they are up here.
Everything is unpredictable. Is that
anybody's sandwich? I'm starving.
Scott.
What are you talking about?
So...
What I'm saying is...
Time works differently
in the quantum realm.
The only problem is right now, we
don't have a way to navigate it.
But what if we did?
I can't stop thinking about it. What
if we could somehow control the chaos,
and we could navigate it? What if
there was a way that we can enter
the quantum realm at a certain
point in time but then
exit the quantum realm at
another point in time? Like...
Like before Thanos.
Wait, are you talking
about a time machine?
No. No, of course not.
No, not a time machine.
It's more like a...
Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.
It's crazy.
But I can't stop thinking about it.
There's gotta be...
Some wa... It's crazy.
I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,
nothing sounds crazy anymore.
So who do we talk to about this?
Chow-time!
Morgoona.
Morgan H. Stark.
Want some lunch?
- Define lunch or be disintegrated.
- Okay.
You should not be
wearing that, okay?
That is part of a special anniversary
gift I'm making for Mom.
There you go. Are you
thinking about lunch?
Want a handful of crickets?
- No.
- That's what you want.
- How did you find this?
- Garage.
Really?
- Were you looking for it?
- No.
I found it, though.
You like going to the garage, huh?
So does Daddy.
It's fine actually. Mom never
wears anything I wear.
Now, we know what
it sounds like...
Tony after everything you've seen,
is anything really impossible...
Quantum fluctuation messes
with the Planck scale,
which then triggers the Deutsch
proposition. Can we agree on that?
Thank you.
In Layman's terms, it means
you're not coming home.
- I did.
- No.
You accidentally survived. It's a---
It's a billion-to-one
cosmic fluke.
And now you wanna pull a...
What do you call it?
- A time heist?
- Yeah. Time heist.
Of course. Why didn't we
think of this before?
Oh! Because it's laughable?
Because it's a pipedream?
The stones are in the past. We
can go back and we can get them.
We can snap our own fingers.
We can bring everybody back.
Or screw it up worse than
he already has, right?
I don't believe we would.
Gotta say this. Sometimes, I
miss that giddy optimism.
However, high hopes won't
help if there's no logical,
tangible, way for me to safely
execute said time heist.
I believe the most likely outcome
will be our collective demise.
Not if we strictly follow
the rules of time travel.
That means no talking to our past selves,
no betting on sporting events...
I'm gonna stop you
right there, Scott.
Are you seriously telling
me that your plan to
save the universe is based
on Back to the Future?
- No.
- Good. You had me worried there.
'Cause that'd be horseshit. That's
not how quantum physics works.
Tony...
We have to take a stand.
We did stand. And
yet, here we are.
I know you got a lot on the line.
You got a wife, a daughter.
But I lost someone very important to me.
A lot of people did.
And now, now, we have a chance to bring
her back. To bring everyone back.
And you're telling me
that you won't even...
That's right, Scott.
I won't. Leave it.
Got a kid.
Mommy told me to
come and save you.
Good job. I'm saved.
I wish you'd come here to
ask me something else.
Anything else. Honestly, I
missed you guys, it was...
- Oh, and table's set for six.
- Tony, I get it.
And I'm happy for you.
I really am.
But this is a second chance.
I got my second chance
right here, Cap.
I can't roll the dice again.
If you don't talk shop,
you can stay for lunch.
- He's scared.
- He's not wrong.
Yeah, but I mean,
what are we gonna do?
We need him. What,
are we gonna stop?
No. I wanna do it right.
We're gonna need a
really big brain.
Bigger than his?
Come on. I feel like I'm the only
one eating. Try some of that.
Have some eggs.
I'm so confused.
- These are confusing times.
- Right. No, no...
- That's not what I meant. I...
- No, I get it.
I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.
- I'm wearing shirts now.
- Yeah! How? Why?
Five years ago we
got our asses beat.
Except it was worse for me.
Because I lost twice.
First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.
Then, we all lost.
- No one blamed you, Bruce.
- I did.
For years I've been
treating the Hulk like he's
some kind of disease,
something to get rid of.
But then I started looking
at him as the cure.
Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I put
the brains and the brawn together.
And now look at me.
Best of both worlds.
- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?
- Yes?
- Can we get a photo?
- 100%, little person.
Come on, step on up. You mind?
Oh.
- Say "green."
- Green.
Greeeen.
- Did you get that?
- That's good.
Don't you wanna grab one with me?
I'm Ant-Man.
They're Hulk fans.
They don't know Ant-Man.
- Nobody does.
- Wait, no, no, he wants to...
You want to take a
picture with him, right?
He's even saying no he doesn't.
I get it.
I don't want it either. I don't
want a picture with them.
- He's gonna feel bad.
- Sorry.
- They said they'd do it.
- I don't want it anymore.
- You'd feel bad...
- Take the goddamn phone.
Thank you, Mr. Hulk.
No, it's great, kids.
Thank you very much.
- Hulk out!
- Bruce.
- Dab.
- Bruce.
Listen to your Mom.
She knows better.
- About we were saying...
- Right.
The whole time travel do-over?
Guys, it's outside of
my area of expertise.
Well, you pulled this off.
I remember a time when that
seemed pretty impossible, too.
Look at a mod inspiration,
let me see what checks out.
So, recommend one last sim before
we pack it in for the night.
This time, in the shape of a
mobius strip, inverted. Please?
Processing...
Give me that eigenvalue. That, particle
factoring, and spectral decomp.
- Gotta take a second.
- Just a moment.
And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.
I'm just kinda...
Model rendered.
Shit!
Shit!
What are you doing
up, Little Miss?
- Shit.
- No. We don't say that.
Only Mommy says that word. She
coined it, it belongs to her.
Why you up?
'Cause I got some important shit
going on here. What do you think?
No, I got something on my mind.
I got something on my mind.
- Was it Juice Pops?
- Sure was.
That's extortion.
Great minds think alike. Juice
Pops, exactly was on...
my mind.
You done? Yeah? Now you are.
- That face, goes there.
- Tell me a story.
A story.
Once upon a time, a little
girl went to bed. The end.
That ain't the whole story.
Come on, that's your
favorite story.
I love you tons.
I love you 3,000.
Wow.
3,000. That's crazy.
Go to bed. Or I'll
sell all your toys.
Night-night.
Not that it's a competition,
but she loves me 3,000.
You were somewhere in
the low 6 to 900 range.
- What you reading?
- Just a book on composting.
What's new with composting?
- Just ....
- I figured it out...
by the way.
You know, just so we're talking
about the same thing...
Time travel.
What?
Wow.
That's...
Amazing, and.... terrifying.
That's right.
- I got really lucky.
- Yeah. I know.
- A lot of people didn't.
- No, I can't help everybody.
- It sorta seems like you can.
- Not if I stop.
I can put a pin in it
right now, and stop.
Tony...
trying to get you to stop has been one
of the few failures of my entire life.
I sometimes feel I should put it in a locked
box and drop it at the bottom of a lake...
...go to bed.
But would you be able to rest?
Okay, here we go. Time
travel test number one.
Scott, fire up the, uhh...
The van thing.
Breakers are set. Emergency
generators are on standby.
Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don't
wanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.
- Excuse me?
- He's kidding.
You can't say things like that.
Just... it was, just a bad joke.
- You were kidding, right?
- I have no idea.
We're talking about time travel here.
Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.
We're good! Get your helmet on.
Scott, I'm gonna send you
back a week, but you'll walk
around for an hour, then bring
you back in 10 seconds.
- Makes sense?
- Perfectly not confusing.
Good luck, Scott. You got this.
You're right. I do,
Captain America.
On the count of three.
3.. 2.. 1..
Guys? This doesn't feel right.
- What's going on? Hold on.
- Who is that?
- Is that Scott?
- Yes, it's Scott!
Ooh! My back!
- Can you bring him back?
- I'm working on it!
A baby.
- It's Scott.
- As a baby!
Bring Scott back.
When I say kill the
power, kill the power.
And... kill it!
Somebody peed my pants.
I don't know if it was
"baby" me or "old" me.
Or, just "me" me.
Time travel!
What?
I see this as an absolute win.
Why the long face?
Let me guess. He
turned into a baby.
Among other things, yeah.
What are you doing here?
That's the EPR paradox.
Instead of pushing Lang through time, you
might've wound up pushing time through Lang.
It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebody
coulda cautioned you against it.
- You did.
- Oh, did I?
Thank God, I'm here.
Regardless, I fixed it.
A fully functioning
time-space GPS.
I just want peace.
Turns out, resentment is
corrosive, and I hate it.
Me, too.
We got a shot at getting
these stones, but I
gotta tell you my
priority is to bring back
what we lost? I hope, yes.
Keep what I found? I
have to, at all costs.
And, maybe not die
trying will be nice.
Sounds like a deal.
- Tony, I don't know...
- Why? He made it for you.
Plus, honestly I have to get it out the
garage before Morgan takes it sledding.
Thank you, Tony.
Will you keep that a little quietly?
Didn't bring one for the whole team.
- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?
- We're working on that right now.
- Hey, humie! Where's big green?
- Kitchen. I think.
- That's awesome.
- Rodent, careful on re-entry.
There's an idiot on
the landing zone.
Oh, God!
What's up, regular-sized man?
Kind of a step down from a golden palace
for an Avenger highness or whatnot.
Hey, have a little compassion, pal.
First, they've lost Asgard,
then half the people. They're probably
just happy they have a home.
You shouldn't have come!
Valkyrie!
Great to see you, Angry Girl.
I think I liked you better
either of the other ways.
- This is Rocket.
- How you doin'?
- He won't see you.
- That bad, huh?
We only see him once a month,
when he comes in for...
...supplies.
- It's that bad.
- Yeah.
What the...
Woo! Something died in here.
Hello? Thor?
Are you here about the cable?
The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,
and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...
Boys! Oh, my God!
My God! How have you been?
Come here, you little rascal!
No, I'm good! I'm good.
That's not necessary!
Hulk, you know my friends,
Miek, Korg, right?
- Hey, boys!
- Hey, guys. Long time no see.
Beer's on the bucket. Feel
free to log on to the wi-fi.
No password, obviously.
Thor, he's back. That kid on the TV
who's called me a dickhead again.
- Noobmaster.
- Yeah, Noobmaster69.
Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.
You know, the God of Thunder?
Listen, buddy. If you don't log off
this game immediately I'm gonna fly
home to your house, come down to
that basement you're hiding in,
rip off your arms then
shove them up your butt!
Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry to
your father, you little weasel!
Thank you, Thor.
Let me know if he
bothers you again, okay?
Thank you very much. I will.
So you guys want a drink?
What are you drinking?
We have beer, tequila,
all sorts of things.
Buddy, you all right?
Yes, I'm fine! Why,
don't I look all right?
You look like melted ice cream.
So, what's up?
We need your help. There might be
a chance we could fix everything.
What, like the cable? 'Cause that's
been driving me bananas for weeks.
Like Thanos.
Don't say that name.
Um, yeah. We don't actually
say that name in here.
Please take your hand off me.
Now, I know that...
guy might scare you.
Why would I be? Why would, why
would I be scared of that guy?
I'm the one who killed
that guy, remember?
Anyone else here
killed that guy?
Nope. Didn't think so.
Korg, why don't you, tell everybody
who chopped Thanos' big head off.
Umm... Stormbreaker?
Now, who's swinging
Stormbreaker?
I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?
I've been there myself.
You wanna know who
helped me out of it?
I don't know. Is it... Natasha?
It was you.
You helped me.
Why don't you ask the,
Asgardians down there,
how much my help was worth.
The ones that are left, anyway.
I think we can bring them back.
Stop. Just, stop...
I know you think I'm down here wallowing in
my own self-pity, waiting to be rescued and
and saved. But I'm fine, okay?
We're fine, aren't we?
Nah, all good here, mate!
So, whatever it is that
you're offering, we're
not into it, don't care,
couldn't care less.
Goodbye.
We need you, pal.
There's beer on the ship.
What kind?
It's him! He's after Akihiko!
We never did anything to you!
You're done hurting people.
You're crazy!
Wait! Help me!
What I want...
You can't give me.
You shouldn't be here.
Neither should you.
I've got a job to do.
Is that what you're
calling this?
Killing all these people isn't
gonna bring your family back.
We found something.
A chance, maybe...
Don't.
Don't what?
Don't give me hope.
I'm sorry I couldn't
give it to you sooner.
Drifting left. On the
side there, Lebowski.
- Ratchet, how's it going?
- It's Rocket.
Take it easy. You're only
a genius on Earth, pal.
Yup.
Time travel suit? Not bad.
Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!
- I'm being very careful.
- No, you're being very Hulky.
- I'm being careful.
- These are Pym particles, all right?
And ever since Hank Pym got snapped
out of existence, this is it.
This is what we have. We're
not making any more.
- Scott, calm down.
- Sorry.
We've got enough for
one round trip, each.
That's it. No do-overs.
Plus, two test runs.
One test run.
All right. I'm not
ready for this.
I'm game.
I'll do it.
Clint, now you're gonna feel
a little discombobulated
from the chronoshift.
Don't worry about it.
Wait a second, let me
ask you something.
If we can do this, you know, go
back in time, why don't we just
find baby Thanos, you know?
And...
- First of all, that's horrible.
- It's Thanos.
And secondly, time doesn't work that way.
Changing the past doesn't change the future.
Look, we go back, we get the
stones before Thanos gets them...
Thanos doesn't have the stones.
Problem solved.
- Bingo.
- That's not how it works.
- Well, that's what I heard.
- What? By who? Who told you that?
Star Trek, Terminator,
TimeCop, Time After Time,
- Quantum Leap.
- A Wrinkle in Time,
- Somewhere in Time,
- Hot Tub Time Machine.
Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,
any movie that deals with time travel.
Die Hard? No, it's not...
This is known.
I don't know why everyone believes
that, but that isn't true.
Think about it: If you travel to the
past, that past becomes your future.
And your former present
becomes the past.
Which can't now be changed
by your new future...
Exactly.
So Back to the Future's
a bunch of bullshit?
All right, Clint. We're going in 3..
2.. 1...
Cooper?
- Where are my headphones?
- Lila?
Lila! No!
Dad?
Dad?
Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?
Yeah.
It worked.
It worked.
Okay, so the "how" works.
Now we gotta figure out the
"when," and the "where."
Almost everyone in this
room has had an encounter
with at least one of the
six Infinity Stones.
Well, I'd subtitute the
word 'encounter' for 'damn
near been killed by one of
the six Infinity Stones.'
I haven't. I don't even know what
the hell you're all talking about.
Regardless, we only have enough Pym
Particles for one round trip each,
and these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
So. Let's start
with the Aether.
Thor, what do you know?
Is he asleep?
Where to start? Umm...
The Aether, first,
is not a stone.
Someone's called it a stone before.
Ahem...
It's more of a... an angry
sludge, sort of thing. So...
Someone's gonna need to amend
that, and stop saying that.
Here's an interesting
story, though.
About the Aether. My
grandafther, many years
ago, had to hide the stone
from the Dark Elves.
Scary beings. So Jane...
Oh, there she is. That's Jane...
She's... an old flame of mine.
She... she stuck her hand
inside a rock this one time...
and then the Aether stuck
itself inside her.
And, she became very, very sick.
So I had to take her to
Asgard, which is where I'm from.
And we had to try and fix her.
We were dating at the time, you see. I
got to introduce her to my Mother...
who's dead, and umm....
Oh, you know. Jane and I aren't
even dating anymore, so...
These things happen though, you know.
Nothing lasts forever.
- The only thing that...
- Why don't you come sit down.
I'm not done yet. The only thing that
is permanent in life, is impermanence.
Awesome.
Eggs? Breakfast?
No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.
Quill said he stole the
Power Stone from Morag.
- Is that a person?
- Morag's a planet.
Quill was a person.
Like a planet? Like
in outer space?
Oh, look. It's like a little
puppy, all happy and everything.
Do you wanna go to space? You
wanna go to space, puppy?
I'll take you to space.
- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.
- What is Vormir?
A dominion of death, at the very
center of Celestial existence.
It's where... Thanos
murdered my sister.
Noted.
- That Time Stone guy...
- Doctor Strange.
Yeah, what kind
of doctor was he?
- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.
- Nice place in the village, though.
- Yeah. Sullivan Street.
- Hmm... Bleecker.
Wait, he lived in New York?
- No. He lived in Toronto.
- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.
Guys, if you pick the right year,
there are three stones in New York.
Shut the front door!
All right. We have a plan.
Six stones, three
teams, one shot.
Five years ago, we lost.
All of us.
We lost friends...
We lost family...
We lost a part of ourselves.
Today, we have a chance
to take it all back.
You know your teams, you
know your missions.
Get the stones, get them back.
One round trip each. No mistakes.
No do-overs.
Most of us are going
somewhere we know.
But it doesn't mean we
should know what to expect.
Be careful. Look out
for each other.
This is the fight of our lives.
And we're gonna win.
Whatever it takes.
Good luck.
- He's pretty good at that.
- Right?
All right. You heard the man.
Stroke those keys, jelly green.
Tractors engaged.
You promise to bring that
back in one piece, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. Okay.
- I'll do my best.
- As promises go, that was pretty lame.
See you in a minute.
All right, we all have our assignments.
Two stones uptown, one stone, down.
Stay low. Keep an
eye on the clock.
Feel free to smash if
things don't go your way.
I think it's gratuitous,
but whatever.
I'd be careful going that way.
We just had the floors waxed.
Ma'am, I'm looking
for Doctor Strange.
You're about... five
years too early.
Stephen Strange is currently performing
surgery about twenty blocks that way.
What do you want from him?
That, actually.
Ah.
- I'm afraid not.
- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.
- You don't wanna do this.
- You're right. I don't.
But I need that stone, and
I don't have time to...
Let's start over, shall we?
That's Jane.
All right.
Here's the deal, Tubby:
You're gonna charm her and I'm
gonna poke her with this thing
and extract the Reality Stone
and get gone, lickety-split.
I'll be right back, okay? There's a
wine cellar, that's just down there.
My father used to fish
with a barrel of ale.
- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...
- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?
Who's the fancy broad?
It's my Mother.
She dies today.
Oh. That's today?
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.
This was a bad idea.
- Come here.
- No, no, no. I think I'm having...
- I'm having a panic attack.
- Come here. Right here.
You think you're the only one who lost
people? What do you think we're doing here?
I lost the only
family I ever had.
Quill, Groot, Drax, the chick
with the antenna, all gone.
Now, I get you miss your Mom.
But she's gone. Really gone.
And there are plenty of people
who are only kinda gone.
But you can help them.
So is it too much to ask that you
brush the crumbs outta your beard,
make schmoopy talk to Pretty
Pants, and when she's not looking,
suck out the Infinity Stone and
help me get my family back?
Okay.
- Are you crying?
- No...
Yes!
Get it together!
You can do this.
You can do this.
All right?
- Yes, I can.
- Good.
I can do this.
I can't do this.
Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.
This is our shot.
Thor?
Thor!
Alright. Bring it down low.
Right on that line. That's it.
Down, down.
Hey, can we hurry it up?
Guys, chop-chop. Come on.
We're on the clock.
All that, is really helpful.
- Take care, okay?
- Yeah.
Take that stone and come back.
No messing around.
- Hey.
- You got this.
- Let's get it done.
- Yes, sir.
See you back.
You guys watch each other's six.
Yeah.
The coordinates for
Vormir are laid in.
All they have to do
is not fall out.
We're a long way from Budapest.
Okay, so, uhh...
We just wait around for this
Quill guy to show up and
then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
Wait a minute, what are
you talking about right
now? Who else is looking
for these stones?
My father, my sister...
- and me.
- And you?
Where are you right now?
- You're welcome.
- I didn't ask for your help.
And yet, you always need it.
Get up.
- Father wants us back on the ship.
- Why?
He's found an Infinity Stone.
- Where?
- On a planet called Morag.
Father's plan is
finally in motion.
- One stone isn't six, Nebula.
- It's a start.
If he gets all of them...
Ronan's located the Power Stone.
I'm dispatching you to his ship.
- He won't like that.
- His alternative is death, then.
Ronan's obsession
clouds his judgement.
We will not fail you, Father.
No, you won't.
I swear...
I will make you proud.
We just, wait around for
this Quill guy to show up,
and then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
- Who was that?
- I don't know...
My head is splitting...
I don't know...
Her synaptic drive was
probably damaged in battle.
Bring her to my ship.
Got to hustle, Cap. Things look like
they're just about wrapped up here.
Got it. I'm approaching
the elevator now.
If it's all the same to you...
I'll have that drink now.
All right. Good one. No standing around,
I'm closing up this door for later.
By the way, feel
free to clean up.
Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almost
forgot that that suit
- did nothing for your ass.
- No one asked you to look.
I think you look great, Cap.
As far as I'm concerned,
that's America's ass.
- Uhh, magic wand?
- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.
We can take that
off your hands.
By all means.
- Careful with that thing!
- Unless you want your mind erased.
- Not in a fun way.
- We promise to be careful.
- Who are these guys?
- They are SHIELD...
Well, actually Hydra. But,
we didn't know that yet.
Seriously, you didn't? I mean...
they look like bad guys.
You're small, but
you're talking loud.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue!
I mean, honestly! How do
you think you'll be...
Shut up.
All right, you're up, little buddy.
There's our stone.
Alright. Flick me.
- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.
- Hey! Buddy.
What do you think? Maximum
occupancy has been reached.
- Take the stairs!
- Yeah. Stop. Stop!
Take the stairs.
Take the stairs!
All right, Cap. I got our scepter in the
elevator just passing the 80th floor.
On it.
- Head to the lobby.
- Alright. I'll see you there.
Evidence secure. We're
en route to Dr. List.
No. No hitches at all, Mr.
Secretary.
Captain. I thought you were
coordinating search and rescue?
Change of plans.
Hey, Cap.
Rumlow.
I just got a call from the Secretary. I'm
gonna be running point on the scepter.
Sir? I don't understand.
We got word there may be
an attempt to steal it.
Sorry, Cap.
I can't give you the scepter.
- I'm gonna have to call the Director.
- That's okay. Trust me.
Hail Hydra.
So many stairs!
Thumbelina, do you copy?
I've got eyes on the prize.
- It is go-time.
- Bombs away.
Is, is that Axe body spray?
Yeah, I had a can just
for emergencies. Relax.
- Can we focus, please?
- I'm going inside you. Now.
May I ask you
where you're going?
To lunch and then Asgard.
I'm sorry, you are?
Alexander Pierce. He's the man, one
of the folks behind Nick Fury.
My friends call me Mr. Secretary.
I'm gonna have to ask you to
turn that prisoner over to me.
- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.
- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.
Odin can have what's left. And
I'm gonna need that case.
That's been SHIELD property
for over 70 years.
Hand over the case, Stark.
All right, move it, Stuart Little. Things
are getting dicey up here. Let's go.
I'm not gonna argue who's got the
higher authority here, all right?
You promise me you won't die?
You're only giving me a
mild cardiac dysrythmia.
That doesn't sound mild.
I need the case.
I know you got a lotta pull.
I'm just saying...
Okay. Then give me the case.
Do it, Lang!
- Get your hands off!
- Window's closing. Pull my pin!
Here goes!
- Stark?
- Stark!
Look, he's convulsing.
Give him air!
- Medic!
- Medic!
You got some help!
Stark, you--- your
chest machine?
Breathe! Breathe!
Good job. Meet me in the alley.
I'm gonna grab a quick slice.
No stairs!
You'll be fine, Stark.
Stay with us!
I'll try something, okay? I have
no idea if it's gonna work.
Yes!
That worked a treat.
That was so crazy!
I had no idea if
that was gonna work.
- The case...
- The case. It's, uhh...
Where's the case? Where's Loki?
Loki!
- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?
- Oh, we blew it.
Loki!?
Tony, what's going on?
Tell me you found that cube.
Oh, you gotta be shitting me.
I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.
I'm not Loki.
And I don't wanna hurt you.
I can do this all day.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Where did you get this?
Bucky... is... alive!
What?
That is America's ass.
- Please, please!
- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.
If I give up the Time Stone to help
your reality, I'm dooming my own.
With all due respect, I'm not sure
the science really supports that.
The Infinity Stones create what you
experience as the flow of time.
Remove one of the stones,
and that flow splits.
Now this may benefit your reality.
But my new one, not so much.
In this new branched reality, without our
chief weapon against the forces of darkness,
our world will be overrun.
Millions will suffer.
So, tell me, doctor, can your
science prevent all that?
No. But we can erase it.
Because once we're done with the stones, we
can return each one into its own timeline
at the moment it was taken.
So, chronologically...
In that reality....
it never left.
Yes, but you're leaving out
the most important part.
In order to return the
stones, you have to survive.
We will. I will. I promise.
I can't risk this
reality on a promise.
It's the duty, of the Sorcerer
Supreme to protect the Time Stone.
Then why the hell did
Strange give it away?
- What did you say?
- Strange. He gave it away.
He gave it to Thanos.
- Willingly?
- Yes.
- Why?
- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.
Or I did.
Strange was meant to
be the best of us.
So he must've done
it for a reason.
I fear you might be right.
Thank you.
I'm counting on you, Bruce.
We all are.
Run diagnostics.
Show me her memory file.
Sire, the file appears entangled.
It was a memory, but not hers.
There's another consciousness
sharing her network.
Another Nebula.
Impossible.
This duplicate carries a time stamp...
from nine years in the future.
Where is this other Nebula?
In our solar system.
On Morag.
- Can you access her?
- Yes. The two are linked.
Search the duplicate's
memories, for Infinity Stones.
And these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
Freeze image.
Terrans.
Avengers.
Unruly wretches. What's
that reflection?
Amplify this, Maw.
I don't understand.
- Two Nebulas.
- No. The same Nebula.
From two different times.
Set course for Morag. Scan
the duplicate's memories.
I want to see everything.
My ladies, I'll see you after.
Go on.
- What are you doing?
- Ahh!
You're better off leaving the
sneaking to your brother.
Yeah, I was simply just
going for a walk, and uh...
What are you wearing?
I always wear this. This
is one of my favorites.
What's wrong with your eye?
Oh, my eye. That's... you
remember the Battle of Haroquin?
When I got hit in the
face with a broadsword?
You're not the Thor I
know at all, are you?
Yes, I am.
The future hasn't been
kind to you, has it?
I didn't say I'm
from the future.
I was raised by witches, boy.
I see with more than
eyes, and you know that.
I am totally, totally
from the future!
Yes, you are.
- I really need to talk to you.
- We can talk.
His head was over there...
His body over there...
What was the point.
I was too late.
I was just standing there.
- Some idiot with an ax.
- You're no idiot.
You're here aren't you? Seeking counsel
from the wisest person in Asgard.
- I guess, yeah.
- Idiot? No.
- A failure? Absolutely.
- That's a little bit harsh.
You do know what
that makes you?
Just like everyone else.
I'm not supposed to be
like everyone else, am I?
Everyone fails at who they
are supposed to be, Thor.
The measure of a
person, of a hero
is how well they succeed
at being who they are.
I really missed you, Mum.
Thor! I got it!
Get that rabbit!
- Ma, I have to tell you something.
- No, son. You don't.
You're here to repair
your future, not mine.
- But this is about your future.
- It's none of my business.
Hey.
You must be Mom.
I got the thing. Come
on, we got to move.
- I wish we had more time.
- This was a gift.
And you're going to be the
man you're meant to be.
- I love you, Mom.
- I love you.
And eat a salad.
- Come on. We gotta go.
- Goodbye.
- Three... two...
- No, wait!
Wh- what am I looking at?
Oh, sometimes it takes a second.
I'm still worthy.
Oh, boy.
Goodbye, Mom.
So he's an idiot?
What's that?
The tool of a thief.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa...
This is the part where spikes come out,
with skeletons on the end and everything...
What are you talking about?
When you break into a place called
the temple of the Power Stone,
There's gonna be a bunch of booby
traps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.
I wasn't always like this.
Me either.
But we work with
what we got, right?
Sync up.
Three.. two.. one...
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
- What did you do to them?
- Nothing. Yet.
They're not trying to stop something
I'm going to do in our time.
They're trying to undo something
I've already done in theirs.
The stones...
I found them all.
I won.
Tipped the cosmic
scales to balance.
This is your future.
It's my destiny.
My father is many things. A
liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
And that, is destiny fulfilled.
Sire, your Daughter...
No...
...is a traitor.
That's not me. It's not. I could never...
I would never betray you. Never.
I know.
And you'll have the
chance to prove it.
No...
He knows!
Barton? Barton, come in.
Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.
Come on!
Come in, we have a prob....
Thanos knows.
Thanos...
Cap...
Sorry, buddy.
We got a problem.
Huh. Yeah, we do.
- Well, what are we gonna do now?
- You know what, give me a break, Steve.
I just got hit in the
head with a Hulk.
You said that we had one shot.
This, this was our shot.
We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.
Six stones or nothing.
You're repeating yourself, you know that?
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
- No!
- Come on.
You never wanted a time heist, you
went on board with the time heist...
- I dropped the ball.
- You ruined the time heist.
- Is that what I did?
- Yeah!
Are there any other options
with the Tesseract?
No, no, no. There's
no other options.
There's no do-overs. We're
not going anywhere else.
We have one particle left. Each.
That's it, alright? We use that...
Bye, bye. You're not going home.
Yeah, well if we don't try...
then no one else is
going home, either.
I got it.
There's another way. To retake the
Tesseract and acquire new particles.
We'll stroll down memory lane.
Military installation, Garden State.
Why were they both there?
They were there at a...I've
a vaguely exact idea.
How vague?
What are you talking about?
Where are we going?
- I know for a fact they were there...
- Who's they?
- What are we doing?
- And I know how I know.
Guys, what's up? What is it?
Well, it looks like
we're improvising.
- Right.
- What are we improvising?
Scott, get this back
to the compound.
Suit up.
What's in New Jersey?
- 0-4, 0-4...
- Uhh, 0-7.
- 0-7.
- Excuse me...
1-9-7-0.
- Are you sure?
- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.
America. Rogers. Look,
if you do this,
and this doesn't work,
you're not coming back.
Thanks for the pep
talk, pissant.
You trust me?
I do.
Your call.
Here we go.
Hey, man!
Make love, not war!
Clearly, you weren't
actually born here, right?
The idea of me was.
Right. Well, imagine
you're SHIELD, running a
quasi-fascistic
intelligence organization.
Where do you hide it?
In plain sight.
Good luck on your
mission, Captain.
Good luck on your
project, doctor.
You're new here?
Not exactly.
Gotcha.
Back in the game.
Arnim, you in there?
Arnim?
Hey!
The door's this way, pal.
Oh, yeah.
I'm looking for Dr. Zola.
Have you seen him?
Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,
I haven't seen a soul.
Pardon me.
Do I know you?
No, sir. I'm, a...
visitor from MIT.
Huh. MIT.
Got a name?
Howard.
Well that'll be
easy to remember.
Howard...
...Potts.
Well, I'm Howard Stark.
Hi.
Shit. Now, don't pull it.
Yeah...
You look a little green around
the gills there, Potts.
I'm fine. Just, long hours.
Wanna get some air?
- Hello, Potts.
- Yeah. That would be swell.
- That way.
- Okay.
Need your briefcase?
You're not one of
those, are ya, Potts?
- Hello.
- Dr. Pym?
That would be the number
that you called. Yes.
This is Capt. Stevens
from shipping.
- We have a package for you.
- Bring it up.
Well, that's the thing, sir.
We can't.
I'm confused. I thought
that was your job.
Well, it's just... Sir,
the box is glowing and,
to be honest, some of our mail
guys aren't feeling that great.
They didn't know
better, did they?
Yeah, they did. You
better get down here.
Excuse me. Out of the way!
So, flowers and sauerkraut. You
got a big date tonight?
My wife's expecting.
And, uh... Too much
time in the office.
- Congratulations.
- Thanks. Hold this, will you?
Yeah, sure.
- How far along is she?
- I don't know... uh...
She's at the point where she can't
stand the sound of my chewing.
I guess I'll be eating
dinner in the pantry again.
I have a little girl.
A girl would be nice. Less of a chance
she'd turn out exactly like me.
What'd be so awful about that?
Let's just say that the greater
good has rarely outweighed
my own self-interests.
- And you've never seen these 2 men before?
- No, I've got an eye for this.
- The 2 of them looked fishy.
- Can you describe them?
- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.
- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?
Definitely Mungo Jerry.
Yeah, this is Chesler. I
need every available MPs
on sub-level 6. We have
a potential breach.
So, where are you
at with names?
Well, if it's a boy,
my wife likes Almanzo.
Might wanna let that stew on.
You got time.
Let me ask you a question.
When your kid was born...
- were you nervous?
- Wildly. Yeah.
Did you feel qualified?
Like you had any idea how to
successfully operate that thing?
I literally pieced it
together as I went along,
I thought about what
my Dad did, and...
My old man, he never met a problem
he couldn't solve with a belt.
I thought my Dad
was tough on me.
And now, looking back, I just
remember the good stuff, you know.
- He did drop the odd pearl.
- Yeah? Like what?
"No amount of money ever
bought a second of time."
Smart guy.
He did his best.
Let me tell you. That
kid's not even here yet
and, there's nothing I
wouldn't do for him.
Good to meet you, Potts.
Yeah, Howard...
Everything's gonna be all right.
Thank you for everything...
...you've done for
this country.
Jarvis.
Have we ever met that guy?
Seems very familiar.
Weird beard, though.
- You're weak.
- I'm you.
You can stop this.
You know you want to.
Did you see what
happens in the future?
Thanos finds the Soul Stone.
You wanna know
how he does that?
You wanna know, what
he does to you?
That's enough.
You disgust me.
But, that doesn't
mean you're useless.
How do I look?
Wow...
Under different circumstances,
this would be totally awesome.
I bet the raccoon didn't
have to climb a mountain.
Technically, he's not
a raccoon, you know.
Whatever. He eats garbage.
Welcome.
Natasha, daughter of Ivan.
Clint, son of Edith.
Who are you?
Consider me a guide.
To you, and to all who
seek the Soul Stone.
Okay. You tell us where it is.
Then we'll be on our way.
If only it were that easy.
What you seek lies
in front of you...
...as does what you fear.
The stone is down there.
For one of you.
For the other...
In order to take the stone, you
must lose that which you love.
An everlasting exchange.
A soul, for a soul.
How's it going?
Jesus...
Maybe he's making this shit up.
No. I don't think so.
Why, 'cause he knows
your Daddy's name?
I didn't.
Thanos left here with the stone
without his daughter.
It's not a coincidence.
Yeah.
Whatever it takes.
Whatever it takes.
If we don't get that stone,
billions of people stay dead.
Then I guess we both
know who it's gotta be.
I guess we do.
I'm starting to think, we've been
different people here, Natasha.
For the last five years I've been trying
to do one thing: Get to right here.
That's all it's been about.
Bringing everybody back.
- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.
- What, you think I wanna do it?
I'm trying to save
your life, you idiot.
Yeah well, I don't want
you to, because I...
Natasha, you know
what I've done.
You know what I've become.
I don't judge people on
their worst mistakes.
Maybe you should.
You didn't.
You're a pain in my
ass, you know that?
Okay.
You win.
Tell my family I love them.
You tell them yourself.
Damn you!
Let me go.
No.
Please, no.
It's okay.
Please...
Did we get them all?
You telling me this'll
actually work?
Clint, where's Nat?
Do we know if she had family?
Yeah. Us.
What?
I just asked him a question...
Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.
Why are we acting like she's dead?
We have the stones, right?
As long as we have
the stones, Cap, we can bring
her back, isn't that right?
So stop this shit. We're the
Avengers, get it together.
We can't get her back.
- Wha- what?
- It can't be undone. It can't.
I'm sorry. No offense, but you're
a very earthly being. Okay?
We're talking about space magic.
And "can't" seems very () don't you think?
Look, I know that I'm way
outside my paygrade here.
But she still isn't
here, is she?
- Now that's my point.
- It can't be undone.
Or that's at least what the,
great floating guy had to say.
Maybe you wanna go talk to him?
Okay?
Go grab your hammer, and you
go fly and you talk to him.
It was supposed to be me.
She sacrificed her life for that
goddamned stone. She bet her life on it.
She's not coming back.
We have to make it worth it.
We have to.
We will.
Boom!
All right. The glove's ready.
Question is, who's gonna
snap their freaking fingers?
I'll do it.
It's okay.
- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.
- Hey, hey...
Thor, just wait.
We haven't decided who's
gonna put that on yet.
I'm sorry. What, were you just sitting
around waiting for the right opportunity?
We should at least discuss it.
Look, us sitting here staring at that
thing is not gonna bring everybody back.
I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? So
this responsibility falls upon me.
It's my duty. It's not that... It's...
stop it! Just let me.
Just let me do it. Just
let me do something good.
- Something great.
- Look...
It's not just the fact that
that glove is channeling
enough energy to light up a
continent, I'm telling you
you're in no condition.
What do you think is coursing
through my veins right now?
Cheez Whiz?
- Lightning.
- Yeah.
Lightning won't help you, pal.
It's gotta be me.
You saw what those stones did to Thanos.
It almost killed him.
None of you could survive.
How do we know you will?
I don't. But the
radiation's mostly gamma.
It's like...
I was meant for this.
Good to go, yeah?
Let's do it.
You remember everyone
Thanos snapped away five
years ago and just bringing
them back to now, today.
Don't change anything
from the last five years.
Got it.
Friday, do me a favor and
activate protocol 8.
Yes, boss.
Everybody comes home.
- Take it off. Take it off!
- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?
Talk to me, Banner.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Bruce!
Don't move him.
- Did it work?
- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.
Honey.
Honey.
Guys...
I think it worked!
I can't breathe. I can't breathe!
I can't breathe.
Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.
Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Come on!
Rhodey!
Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We're
in the lower level, it's flooding!
- What?
- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!
Wait! I'm here! I'm
here, can you hear me?
Cap?
Daughter.
Yes, Father.
So, this is the future.
Well done.
Thank you, Father. They
suspected nothing.
The arrogant never do.
Go.
Find the stones.
Bring them to me.
What will you do?
Wait.
Tell me something.
In the future, what
happens to you and me?
I tried to kill you.
Several times.
But eventually,
we become friends.
We become sisters.
Come on.
We can stop him.
Come on, buddy. Wake up.
That's my man.
You lose this again,
I'm keeping it.
What happened?
We messed with time.
It tends to mess back.
You'll see.
What's he been doing?
Absolutely nothing.
Where are the stones?
Lost somewhere under all this.
All I know is he
doesn't have them.
So we keep it that way.
- You know it's a trap, right?
- Yeah...
I don't much care.
Good.
Just as long as we're
all in agreement.
Let's kill him
properly this time.
You could not live
with your own failure.
Where did that bring you?
Back to me.
I thought by eliminating
half of life,
the other half would thrive.
But you've shown me,
that's impossible.
And as long as there are those
that remember what was,
there will always be those that
are unable to accept what can be.
They will resist.
Yep. We're all
kinds of stubborn.
I'm thankful.
Because now, I know
what I must do.
I will shred this universe
down to its last atom.
And then...
With the stones you've collected
for me, create a new one.
Teeming with life,
but knows not what it has lost
but only what it has been given.
A grateful universe.
Born out of blood.
They'll never know it.
Because you won't be
alive to tell them.
See you on the other side, man.
Hang on! I'm coming!
Oh, hey...
I know you.
Father. I have the stones.
What?!
Stop.
You're betraying us?
You don't have to do this.
I am... this.
No, you're not.
You've seen what we become.
Nebula, listen to her.
You can change.
He won't let me.
No!
Okay, Thor. Hit me.
Boss, wake up.
I knew it!
In all my years of conquest...
violence...
slaughter...
It was never personal.
But I'll tell you now...
what I'm about to do
to your stubborn,
annoying little planet...
I'm gonna enjoy it.
Very, very much.
Cap, you hear me?
Cap, it's Sam.
Can you hear me?
On your left.
Is that everyone?
What, you wanted more?
Avengers...
... assemble.
No, no. Give me that.
You have the little one.
Hey!
Holy cow.
You will not believe what's been going on.
Do you remember when we were in space?
And I got all dusty? I must've passed
out, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.
But Doctor Strange was there, right?
He was like,
"It's been five years.
Come on, they need us!"
And then he started doing the yellow
sparkly thing that he does all the time...
What are you doing?
This is nice.
Gamora?
I thought I lost you.
Don't... touch... me!
You missed the first time...
then you got them
both the second time.
This is the one? Seriously?
The choices were him, or a tree.
Cap, what do you want me to
do with this damn thing?
Get those stones as
far away as possible!
No!
We need to get them back
where they came from.
No way to get them back. Thanos
destroyed the quantum tunnel.
Hold on!
That wasn't our
only time machine.
Anyone see an ugly
brown van up there?
Yes!
But you're not gonna
like where it's parked.
Scott, how long you need
to get that thing working?
Maybe ten minutes.
Get it started. We'll
get the stones to you.
We're on it, Cap.
Hey.
You said one out of 14
million, we win, yeah?
Tell me this is it.
If I tell you what
happens, it won't happen.
You better be right.
It's a mess back here.
It's... it's dead.
- What?
- It's dead.
I have to hotwire it.
Where's Nebula?
She's not responding.
Sire!
Clint!
Give it to me.
You took everything from me.
I don't even know who you are.
You will.
I got it!
Activate Instant Kill!
Rain fire!
But Sire, our troops!
Just do it!
Is anyone else seeing this?
I got this.
I got this!
Okay, I don't got this.
- Help! Somebody, help!
- Hey, Queens. Heads up.
Hang on. I got you, kid.
Hey! Nice to meet---
Oh! My God!
What the hell is this?
Friday, what are they firing at?
Something just entered
the upper atmosphere.
Oh, yeah!
Danvers, we need an assist here.
Hi. I'm Peter Parker.
Hey, Peter Parker. Got
something for me?
I don't know how you're
gonna get through all that.
Don't worry.
She's got help.
I am... inevitable.
And I...
am...
... Iron Man.
Mr. Stark?
Hey...
Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?
It's Peter.
We won.
Mr. Stark....
We won, Mr. Stark.
We won and you did it, sir.
You did it.
I'm sorry... Tony...
- Hey.
- Hey, Pep...
- Friday?
- Life functions critical.
Tony.
Look at me.
We're gonna be okay.
You can rest now.
Everybody wants a
happy ending, right?
But it doesn't always
roll that way.
Maybe this time.
I'm hoping if you
play this back,
it's in celebration.
I hope families are reunited,
I hope we get it back,
and something like a
normal version of the
planet has been restored.
If there ever was such a thing.
God, what a world.
Universe, now.
If you told me ten years
ago that we weren't alone,
let alone, you know,
to this extent,
I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.
But come on, you know?
That epic forces of darkness and
light that have come into play.
And, for better or worse,
that's the reality Morgan's gonna
have to find a way to grow up in.
So I found the time and I
recorded a little greeting...
In the case of an untimely death.
On my part.
Not that, death in any
time isn't untimely.
This time travel thing that we're
gonna try and pull off tomorrow,
it's, it's got me scratching
my head about this.
But then again, that's the hero gig.
Part of the journey is the end.
Everything's gonna work out
exactly the way it's supposed to.
I love you 3,000.
You know, I wish
there was a way...
that I could let her know.
That we won.
We did it.
She knows.
They both do.
How you doing, Squirt?
- Good.
- You good?
- Okay. You hungry?
- Mm-hmm.
- What do you want?
- Cheeseburgers.
You know your Dad
liked cheeseburgers?
I'm gonna get you all the
cheeseburgers you want.
Okay.
So, when can we expect you back?
- About that...
- Thor. Your people need a king.
No, they already have one.
That's funny.
You're being serious?
It's time for me to be
who I am rather than
who I'm supposed to be.
But you, you're a leader.
That's who you are.
You know I'd make a lot
of changes around here.
I'm counting on it.
Your Majesty.
What will you do?
I'm not sure.
For the first time in a
thousand years, I...
I have no path. I do
have a ride, though.
Move it or lose it, hairbag.
Well, here we are.
Tree! Good to see you.
Well...
The As-Guardians of the
Galaxy back together again.
Where to first?
Just so you know, this is my ship still.
I'm in charge.
I know. I know. Of
course, you are.
Of course.
See, you say of course, but
then you touch the map.
It makes you think that maybe you
didn't realize I was in charge.
Quail, that's your own
insecurities in there. Okay?
I'm merely trying to be of service.
An assistant.
- Quill.
- That's what I said.
You should fight one another
for the honor of leadership.
Sounds fair.
- It's not necessary.
- It's not.
Okay?
I got some blasters unless
you guys wanna use knives.
Oh, yes. Please, use knives.
I am Groot.
Not necessary.
There shall be no
knifing one another.
Everybody knows who's in charge.
It's me.
Yes, you! Of course!
Of course. Of course.
Remember...
You have to return the stones at
the exact moment you got them.
Or you're gonna open up a bunch
of nasty alternative realities.
Don't worry, Bruce.
Clip all the branches.
You know, I tried.
When I had the gauntlet, the stones,
I really tried to bring her back.
- I miss them, man.
- Me, too.
You know, if you want,
I can come with you.
You're a good man, Sam.
This one's on me, though.
Don't do anything stupid
'till I get back.
How can I? You're taking
all the stupid with you.
Gonna miss you, Buddy.
It's gonna be okay, Buck.
How long is this gonna take?
For him? As long as he
needs, For us, five seconds.
Ready, Cap?
Alright. We'll meet
you back here, okay?
You bet.
Going quantum. Three..
two.. one...
And returning in, five,
four, three, two, one...
Where is he?
I don't know. He blew right by his
time stamp. He should be here.
- Well, get him back.
- I'm trying.
- Get him the hell back.
- I said, I'm trying!
Sam.
Go ahead.
Cap?
Hi, Sam.
So did something go wrong,
or did something go right?
Well, after I put the
stones back, I thought...
Maybe I'll try some
of that life Tony was...
telling me to get.
How did that work out for you?
It was beautiful.
I'm happy for you. Truly.
Thank you.
Only thing bumming me
out is the fact I have
to live in a world
without Captain America.
Oh...
That reminds me...
Try it on.
How's it feel?
Like it's someone else's.
It isn't.
Thank you.
I'll do my best.
That's why it's yours.
You wanna tell me about her?
No.
No, I don't think I will.
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Once in a while when I wake up.I find myself crying.The dream I must have hadI can never recall.But...But...the sensation that I've lost somethinglingers for a long time after I wake up.I'm always searchingfor something, for someone.This feeling has possessed meI think from that clay...That day when the stars came falling.It was almost as if...as if a scene from a dream.Nothing more, nothing lessthan a beautiful view.Ah, if only our voices speak at nightcould ever reach the very edgeof this World, and the time.Instead of fading into air and dust.Then what will the words could ever be?Farthest words from 'probably'.Let's make a promise, that will never fadeLet's say it together in count of three, oh.Ah, I'm told that some part of e very wishwill be heard.But lately I lost sight ofthe truth in those wordsI can't even remember when I gave upbelieving What could have been the reason?Ah, the very moment that the rain will stopAnd the place rainbow born and dies.And where the end of this life liesI've always been insistingthere was something that I've longing for.One day we'll reach to emotionsunexplored unprecedented.We 'll high-five love we've yet todiscover and give a kiss to time.The five dimensions keep on teasing meBut I will keep on looking at you, dear.Let's make a sign for when we say"nice to meet you" again.I'm on my way to you,chasing after your name.Taki. Taki.Don't you remember me?My name is...Mitsuha!Mitsuha, what are you doing?Well, it feels incredibly realistic...What? "Mitsuha"?Are you half asleep? Breakfast!Hurry UP!What? What?Do you want last night's leftovers?You can have it.- Good morning.- Good morning.Mitsuha, you're late!I'll make breakfast tomorrow.Is this too much?Oh well.You're normal today.You were nuts yesterday.What are you talking about?Good morning, even/one.This is an announcementfrom Itomori Town Hall.Regarding the mayoral electionto be held on the 20th next month,the election committee..."Comet to pass by in a month:Visible to the naked eye."The comet will be visibleto the naked eye for several days...Just make it up with him.It's an adult matter."Position of Comet Tiamat" $4264 are preparingto observe the celestial show of the century....JAXA are preparing to observethe celestial show of the century.We're going now!Study hard!Mitsuha!Morning, Sayaka, Tessie.Morning.- Get off.- Why? Meanie.- You're heavy.- That's rude.You two get along so well.We do not!Your hair looks all right today.What?- Yeah, did your grandma exorcise you?- Exorcise?You were totally possessed!Cut out the occultism.Mitsuha is just stressed. Right?Huh? What are you talking about?You don't remember?And above all,restoring the town's fiscal healthto continue its revitalization project!Only when these are achievedcan a safe and secure communitybe created!As the incumbent mayor...He'll be reelected again anyway.I heard he's been dishing out the pork.Hey, Miyamizu.Morning.So the mayor's kid andhis contractor's kid get along too.Ew.Mitsuha!Stand up straight!- He's strict with his family.- I'm impressed.- So embarrassing.- Sucks to be her.Mitsuha.In front of everybody..."Who are you?""Tasokare" (Twilight)"Tasokare" means "Who is that" and isthe origin of the word "tasogare-doki."Twilight, when it'sneither day nor night.When the world blurs and one mightencounter something not human.Older expressions include"karetaso-doki"."Karetaso/Kawatare = Who is that?"Kataware-doki? I thinkthat's a local dialect.I've heard that Itomori's elderlystill use classical language."Who are you?"OK next, Mitsuha.Yes.Oh, so you remember your name today.You don't remember?Yesterday you forgot where your deskand locker were.You had bedhead and no ribbon.What? No way! Really?It was like you had amnesia.Well, I do feel likeI've been in a strange dream lately...A dream about someone else's life?I can't remember clearly.I know! That was...your previous life!Or maybe your subconsciouslinked to the Everett multiverse...Stay out of this.Oh! Tessie, did you write thatin my notebook?Nothing.But Mitsuha, you really werea bit weird yesterday.You been feeling alright?That's so strange. I feel fine.Maybe it's stress.That ritual is coming up, isn't it?Oh, don't remind me!I can't stand this town anymore.It's too small and close-knit.I want to graduate and go to Tokyo.I don't blame you.There's really nothing in this town.Trains come every 2 hours.The store closes at 9 p.m.No bookstore. No dentist."Pub Mother" "Pub Cat's Eye"But 2 pubs for some reason.No jobs.No brides.Short sunlight hours.- Give me a break!- What?I mean... How about we stop by a caf?- A caf?- Really?Where?Hello.Hello.This is a caf?You knew there wasn't one.Mitsuha just went home.Things must be rough for her.Well, she takes center stage.Yeah.Hey, Tessie.What?What will you do after you graduate?What's this?You asking about my future?Nothing special. I'll probably keep onliving a normal life in this town.I'd rather do that too.You're not ready yet, Yotsuha.Listen to the thread's voice.When you keep twining like that,emotions will eventually start flowingbetween you and the thread.Threads don't talk.She means, "Concentrate."1,000 years of It0mori's history is etchedinto our braided cords.Listen. 200 years ago...Here she goes again.Sandal maker Mayugords bathroom caughton fire and burned down this whole area.The shrine and old documentswere destroyedand this is known as...The Great Fire of Mayugoro.The fire has his name? Poor Mayugoro.So the meaning of our festivals becameunknown and only the form lived on.But even if words are lost,tradition should be handed down.That's the important taskwe at Miyamizu Shrine have.But that foolish son-in-law...As if leaving Shinto priesthood andthis house weren't enough,now politics? He's hopeless.Have another, my man.I'm counting on your help again.Leave it to me.You'll get votes from theKadoiri and Sakagami Districts.How's it going with her?It's not that easy.I smell corruption.Don't be ridiculous.Bring us a few more hot sake.OK.Katsuhiko, work on site this weekend.Learn how to use explosives.Can't hear you.Yes!We both have it rough, don't we?Is that Yotsuha? She's all grown up.They're both pretty like their mother.Hey.Hey.It's the oldest sake in the world.By chewing on rice, spitting it out, andletting it ferment, it becomes alcohol."Kuchikamisake." Do the gods appreciatesake made that way?Of course they do.Hey, look. It's Miyamizu.Oh! I could never do that!Isn't she embarrassed?I can't believe it.Cheer up, Mitsuha. Who caresif a few classmates saw you?I envy your pre-pubescentlack of concern.Why not sell lots of kuchikamisake anduse the money to go to Tokyo?Where do you get such ideas?Sell them with photos and making videos.Name it "Shrine Maiden's Sake."You'll make money!"Shrine Maiden's Sake".No. That breaks the Liquor Tax Law.That's the problem?I hate this town! I hate this life!Please make me a handsomeTokyo boy in my next life!What a fool...Ow!Ouch...Where...Somethings there...Ow!Taki! Are you up?It was your turn to cook.Wake up on time.I'm sorry.I'm going now. Drink all the miso soup.OK.Go to school even if you're late.See you.Have a nice day.What a strange dream."From Tsukasa:Run, you're late!"What? Who's it from?Tsukasa? Who's that?I have to use the bathroom.This is too realistic."Shinjuku Station"I'm in Tokyo."Jingu High School."- Where'd you get it?- Daikanyama.The front act at the next gig...Let's skip club and go to a movie.Taki!Arriving at noon, huh? Let's eat lunch.You ignored my text.Oh, Tsukasa?At least you sound apologetic.- You got lost?- Yeah.How could you get loston the way to school?- Uh... Well... I (watashi)...- Feminine?I (watakushi)!L (boku)?L (ore)?I was enjoying myself.It's so festive and all in Tokyo.You seem to have a dialect.Where's your lunch?- Geez.- Are you half asleep?- You got something?- Croquette-egg sandwich sounds good!Thank you.Let's go to a caf.Oh that one? OK. Coming, Taki?What? What? What?A caf?Nice timberwork up there.Yeah, attention to detail.Taki, have you decided?What? I could live for a monthfor the price of these!What age are you from again?Hmm. Oh well. It's a dream anyway.What a great dream.Oh no, what should I do?I'm late for work!Your shift is today?- Go, then.- Oh, yeah.Oh! Um...Where do I work?What?Tables 6, 7, and 10 are waiting!Table 12! Taki!Here you go.Uh, zucchini and tomato salad...We didn't order that.Taki, I said no more truffles!Taki, can't hear you!Taki!When is this dream going to end?Hey. Hey waiter.Oh, yes?There was a toothpick in our pizza.We could have gotten hurt.Good thing I noticed.What do you have to say?Uh, we...But... There are no toothpicksin an Italian restaurant's...Excuse me.Is everything OK?I'll handle this.What's wrong with you today?Please accept our apologies.Your meal is on the house.Oh, really?I hope you weren't hurt.Um...Okudera...Ms.Okudera.Ms.Okudera. Thank you...A stroke of bad luck today.No, uh...Bet it was a set-up.Handled it according to the manual, but...Oh, Ms.Okudera, your skirt!You OK?- What happened?- Slashed.That dick from earlier?What now? Do you remember his face?No.Come with me.Hey, Taki!Take off your skirt.Oh! I'll look the other way!This won't take long.Done!Wow, Taki! It looks better than before!Thank you for saving me today.Actually, I was concerned about you.You're weak but quick-tempered.I like you better today.Never knew you had a feminine side."JR Yamanote Line: 8 min."What a realistic dreamif I say so myself.Oh, he keeps a diary.He's so organized.Wish I lived in Tokyo too.Oh! That's her!A crush, maybe?"Walked to the station with Ms.Okuderaafter work, thanks to my feminine powers!""Who are you?""Mitsuha."What is this?"Mitsuha."Wham? Wham?"Thanks to my feminine powers!"What's going on?"Thanks to my feminine powers!"Let's go to a caf again.Sorry, I have to go to work.Do you remember where to go'?Tsukasa, did you prank my phone and...Oh, never mind. See you.He's acting normal today.Yesterday he was kind of cute.What?Wha... What?Taki, you tried to outdo us!You walked home with her!Did I really? With Ms.Okudera?What happened afterwards?I don't really remember.Oh really, now?Coming through.- Hi guys.- Hello.Let's make this a good one.Right, Taki?"Mitsuha? Who are you?What are you?"You're not touching your boobs today.Breakfast is ready! Hurry up!Boobs?Morning.Why is everyone staring at me?Well you made quite a scene yesterday.Huh?"Still life drawing."Did you see the election posters?Doesn't matter who wins.It's all about how to serve up the grants.Shh! Someone's livelihood depends on it.They mean me, right?Well, yeah.Hey, Mitsuha!Wha...? Wha...? I did what?Mitsuha?Is this... Could this be...Could this be that we're really...In our dreams, that guy and I are...In our dreams, that girl and I are...switching places?I'm beginning to get what's going on.Taki is a boy my age living in Tokyo.I switch with Mitsuha at random,a few times a week unexpectedly.Sleep triggers it.The cause is a mystery."Condition: Sleep?Cause: Unknown."My memory of the switch is hazyafter I wake up.But we're definitely switching places.It's obvious from the reactionsof the people around us. So...So we laid down some rulesto protect each other's lifestyles."No baths! No looking!No touching!"Things to Watch out during the switchand a list of don 'ts. "Don't waste money! No dialect!Don't be late!"We also agreed to leave reportsin our smartphones.To work together to tide overthis mysterious phenomenon.But...But...- That girl!- That guy!Guys are staring! Watch the skirt!Come on, this is basic!Stop wasting my money!It's YOUR body eating.And I'm working too!"Braided cords..."Braided cords... I can't do this!You work too many shifts!It's 'cause you waste money!Grabbed' coffee with Ms. Okudera.You two have a good thing going!Mitsuha, stop changing my relationships!Taki, why is a girl in love with me?You're more popular when I'm you.Don't be full of yourself!Not like YOU have a girlfriend!You don't have a boyfriend!"Fool/ldiot"I'm single because I want to be!I shouldn't for her sake.You sure do like your boobs.We're going now! Get ready!Comet Tiamat' has been visibleto the naked eye for a few days now.When and where can it be seen?"Comet Tiamat to Reach Perigee."Comet Tiamat is moving from east to westas if to follow the sun.So it can be seen above Venus...Why the uniform?Grandma, why is the bodyof our shrine's god so far away?I don't know because of Mayugoro.Who's that?What? He's famous!Here, Grandma.Whoa, Mitsuha.Mitsuha, Yotsuha, do you know "Musubi"?Musubi?Musubi is the old way of callingthe local guardian god.This word has profound meaning.Tying thread is Musubi.Connecting people is Musubi.The flow of time is Musubi.These are all the god's power.So the braided cords that we makeare the god's art and representthe flow of time itself.They converge and take shape.They twist, tanglesometimes unravel, break,then connect again.Musubi - knotting. That's time.Drink.Thank you.I want some too!That's also Musubi.Whether it be water, rice, or sake,when a person consumes something andit joins their soul, that's Musubi.So today's offeringis an important custom thatconnects the god and people.Hey, I see it!That's the bodyof Miyamizu Shrine's god?Beyond this point is "kakuriyo."It means the underworld.It's the underworld!In exchange for returning to this world,you must leave behindwhat is most important to you.The kuchikamisake.The kuchikamisake?You'll offer it inside the god's body.It's half of you.Half of Mitsuha...It's twilight - "kataware-doki" already.Kataware-doki?Oh yeah,maybe I can see the comet.The comet?Oh,Mitsuha,you're dreaming right now, aren't you?Tears? Why?"I'm almost there.Looking forward to it!"Ms.Okudera? What's she talking about?What did Mitsuha do this time?A date?A date with Ms.Okudera tomorrow!Meet at 70:30 a.m. at the station!...was what I'd planned, but...Taki.Sorry. Did you wait long?Yes. No...Um...I just got here.Good. Let's go.He's so lucky. They must be togetheraround now...Hey?I...Why?I wanted to go on this date,but if it so happens that youend up going, you better enjoy it!However, I'm sure you've nevergone out on a date before,I don't know what to say...so below are some linksto help you out, you late bloomer.Really?"You can get a girlfriend too!""I suffer anxiety but got a girl!The dos and don'ts of texting."She's making fun of me."Photo exhibition: Nostalgia."Taki...You're like a different person today.Um, Ms.Okudera. Are you hungry?How about dinner...Let's call it a day.Yes.Taki, you... Sorry if I'm wrong.You used to havea bit of a crush on me, right?But now you like someone else.No I don't!Really?No! That's not true at all.I wonder.Oh well. Thanks for today.See you at work.By the time the date is over,the comet will be visible in the sky.What is she saying?"Mitsuha Miyamizu."Oh, it's you, Tessie.No, I just didn't feel like going,that's all. I'm fine.What? The festival? Well...Oh yeah, the comet. Today's the peakof its brightness, isn't it?OK, got it. Later, then.You just want to see her in ayukata.What I? No!That didn't even occur to me.Hey, she sounded kind of down.Maybe you annoyed her.Come on!Sorry I'm late.- Here she is!- Finally!- Your... your...- Oh! What happened, Mitsuha?Your hair!Looks kinda funny, I guess?You think some guy is the reason?Ditched, maybe?Why do guys associatecutting hair with breakups?She said she just felt like it.Really? She just felt like cutting offthat much hair?Oh! Hey! You can see it!Wow!The number you are trying to call is notreachable or has been turned offi...I'll tell her about the disastrous datethe next time we switch,I thought. But...For some reason, after that,Mitsuha and I neverswitched places again."Mountains in Gifu Prefecture.""Hida mountains."What the... What are you doing here?Tsukasa told me and here I am!Tsukasa, I asked you to cover for meat home and at work.Takagi will cover your shift.Leave it to me! But you owe me a meal!This isn't funny.- We were worried about you.- Huh?You can't go alone. What if it's a con act?A con act?You're meeting an online friend.Well no, not exactly...- I think he's using a dating site.- No!You've been acting weird lately.We'll keep an eye on you.I'm not a kid!The switching stopped.My calls and texts didn't go through.So I decided to go see Mitsuhain person.I wanted to meet her. But...What? You don't know where?The town's scenery is your only clue?Yes.And you can't contact her?What's this all about?Seriously. What a lousy tour planner.I did not plan a tour!Oh well. We'll help you look for her.Oh how cute! Look!So annoying.Oh, it moved!So it's impossible after all...What? After all the troublewe went through?You haven't done anything.ATakayama ramen.ATakayama ramen.Oh, then a Takayama ramen.- OK. 3 ramens.- OK.Can we return to Tokyo today?We could be cutting it close.I'll check.Thanks.Are you all right with that?I'm starting to feel likeI'm barking up the wrong tree.Why young man,that's ltomori, isn't it?It's a very good drawing.Isn't it, dear?Yeah, it's ltomori.Brings back memories.He was born in ltomori.Itomori...?Yes! Ltomori Town! That's it!It's nearby, isn't it?- What are you...- ltomori was...ltomori? No way!Is it where that comet...?"Keep Out."Hey. Is this really the place?No way! Taki must be misremembering.No. I'm sure this is it.This schoolyard. The mountains.I remember this high school clearly!That can't be true!Surely you remember that disasterthat took hundreds of lives 3 years ago!Died?Died 3 years ago?That can't be.I still have the memosthat she left behind...They're disappearing...Comet Tiamat, with an orbital periodof 1,200 years,"ltomori,the Town that Vanished"made a close approach to Earth3 years ago in October."Meteor Strikes, Wipes out Town" Nobody predictedthat its nucleus would split at its perigee."Town Annihilated.""Over 500 dead or missing""ltomori, the Town that Vanished."A fragment of the comet becamea meteor that struck Japan."Itomori, comet, damage."It was the day of the autumn festival.The point of impact was here.At 8:42 p.m., it struck where peoplewere gathered for the festival."List of the Names of Victims."Over 500 people died,a third of the town's population,and now nobody lives in ltomori anymore.Tessie and Sayaka..."Mitsuha Miyamizu."It has to be some kind of mistake.This person died 3 years ago!Just 2, 3 weeks ago, she said to methat the comet would be visible.So...You 're dreaming now...I......aren't you?I...What did l...?Lively up there.I'm sorry we could only get one room.No problem.How's Taki?He's still reading articles on ltomori.Newspapers and magazinesat the time at random it seems.- What?- Nothing. I didn't know you smoked.Oh. I'd quit recently, but...What do you think about Taki's story?I liked him.The way he was recently. He was alwaysa nice guy, but even more so lately.Like he was trying so hard. It was cute.What he's sayingdoesn't make sense to me...But I'm sure he met someoneand that someone changed him.That much is for sure, I think."Worst-everltomori Comet Disaster."It was all just a dream.I recognized the scenery becauseI remembered the news from 3 years ago.If not that, then... a ghost?No... Was I fantasizing?Her name... What was it?Tsukasa went to take a bath.Oh, Ms.Okudera. I, uh...I've been saying such strange things.Thank you for coming along today.No problem."Tatara Iron Making Site.""Braided Cords of ltomori."Braided cords. How pretty.Is that a braided cord you're wearing?Oh, this... I think someonegave it to me a long time ago.I wear it sometimesas kind of a lucky charm...Who was it?Why don't you go take a bath, too?Yes... No.Someone who makes braided cordstold me before...The cords representthe flow of time itself.The threads twist, tangle,unravel, and connect again. That's time...Maybe at that place..."Around here?"Taki.Taki.Taki.Don't you remember me?"I have to go somewhere. Return to Tokyowithout me. I'll return later. Thanks."Taki...Eat this up there.Your drawing of ltomori... It was good.They converge and take shape.They twist, tangle,sometimes unravel,then connect again...Musubi - knotting. That's time.There it is!It's really there!It wasn't just a dream!From here is the underworld.It's the sake we brought.This is my sister's, and this is mine.Before the comet struck... So theMitsuha I know is from 3 years ago?Our timelines weren't in step.Half of her...Musubi.If time can really be turned back,give me one last chance...The comet!Your name is Mitsuha.You're both my treasures.You're a big sister now."Get well soon, Mom."I'm so sorry, my dears.Dad, when is Mom going to come home?I couldn't save her.Get a hold of yourself!Who cares about the shrine?You're the adopted son-in-law!I loved my wife Futaba.Not Miyamizu Shrine.Get out of here!Mitsuha, Yotsuha,you'll be with Grandma from now on."Who are you?"Who am I? No, who are you?Who am I? No, who are you?"Fool."Don't be full of yourself.Not like YOU have a girlfriend.He's so lucky. They must be togetheraround now...I...I'm going to Tokyo.What? Hey, Mitsuha!Grandma, could you do me a favor?Oh yeah, the comet.Today's the peak of its brightness...Mitsuha! Don't stay there!Mitsuha, get out of therebefore the comet strikes!Mitsuha, get out of there!Mitsuha! Mitsuha!Mitsuha!I'm Mitsuha! She's still alive!Mitsuha, are you touching...My sister!Yotsuha!Mitsuha has finally lost it.I'm leaving without her.She's lost it.She's completely lost it.Scary.Comet Tiamat' has been visibleto the naked eye for a few days now.Tonight it will finally reachits perigee around 7:40 p.m.,and will achieve its maximum brightness.It's tonight. There's still time.Good morning, Mitsuha.Oh...You're not Mitsuha, are you?You knew, Grandma?No, but watching the way you behavedlately triggered some memories.I also remember seeing strange dreamswhen I was a young girl.Although now I've forgotten aboutwhose life I was dreaming about.Forgotten...Treasure the experience.Dreams fade away after you wake up.There were times your mother and Ihad similar experiences.Maybe those dreams thatthe Miyamizu people hadwere all for what will happen today.Grandma, listen.A comet will strike ltomori tonightand everyone will die."Nobody will believe that"? What asurprisingly ordinary reply, Grandma.I won't let them die!Oh! What happened, Mitsuha?Your... your hair!Oh, this. It looked better before, huh?Oh, that's it?Forget that! If nothing is done,everyone will die tonight!So we have to act!Why aren't you at school?Uh... We have to save the town.The community wireless system?Yeah, those speakers you see everywhere."Superimposition, frequency."I see! That could work!You're awesome, Tessie!Hey! Don't come so close!What, embarrassed? Hey, hey!Stop! You're a girl of marriageable age!"Club Discontinued - Keep Out."You're such a nice guy!Got them. Here's your change.Sorry, Sayaka.It's all right.- What a cheap fee.- Deal with it.What about you? Have you come upwith an escape plan?What? A bomb?We have water gel explosivesfor construction at our storage site.Broadcast hijacking?The town's wireless system can be easilyjacked using the start-up frequency.So we can broadcast an evacuationwarning from the school.The school is outside the disaster area,so people can evacuate here.It's... It's totally a crime!You do the broadcast.- Why?- You're in the broadcast club.I'm in charge of explosives.I'll go talk to the mayor.In the end, the city councilhas to evacuate everyone.I'm his daughter. I can persuade him.It's a perfect plan.Oh, whatever. It's just awhat-if fantasy, isn't it?What? Well...Not necessarily! Do you knowhow Lake ltomori was formed?"A meteor crater lakeformed 1,200 years ago."It's a meteor crater! So one did strikethis area a thousand years ago!Oh! So that's why...You're right, Tessie!Let's do it together!What on earth are you talking about?I said we have to evacuate everyonein town before tonight or...Shut your mouth."The comet will split andstrike the town"?"Itomori Town Hal I."How dare you spout such nonsense?If you're serious, then you're sick.Madness must be from the Miyamizu side.I'll get someone to drive youto a hospital in the city.I'll listen to youafter a doctor examines you.You son of a...!Mitsuha! No...Who...Who are you?See you later at the festival.Let's meet at the shrine.- Don't be late.- Bye!- See you.- Later.You shouldn't go!Get out of town. Tell your friends.What are you saying?Mitsuha!- What was that?- Let's go.What are you doing?Could Mitsuha...Could she have persuaded them?Is it my fault?Yotsuha, leave town with Grandmabefore nightfall.You'll die if you stay here!What are you saying?Yesterday you suddenly went to Tokyo.What's wrong with you?Tokyo?Hey, Mitsuha!How did it go with your old man?Hey, Mitsuha?What's wrong with her?No idea.Are you there?Is something over there?Let me use your bike.Hey, what the...Hey, Mitsuha!What about our plan?Get ready as planned!Please!I'm Taki again.What's Taki doing here?The town...is gone.At that moment... did I...die?Taki. Taki.Don't you remember me?I'm going to Tokyo.What? Now?Why?A date.You have a boyfriend in Tokyo?Not my date.I'll come home tonight.If I suddenly showed up,would I bother him? Surprise him?He might not like it.The number you are trying to callis not reachable...There's no way we could meet.But what if we did?What should I do? Would I annoy him?Would it be awkward?"Tiamat Makes Closest Approach Tomorrow"he'd be a bit glad to see me?The number you are trying to callis not reachable...There's no way we could meet.But......one thing is certain.If we see each other, we'll know.That you were the one who was inside me.That I was the one who was inside you.I'm sorry.Excuse me.That time 3 years ago,before I got to know you...Taki.Taki.Taki.Um... It's me.Don't you remember me?Who are you?I'm sorry.But he's Taki.Weird girl.Hey!What's your name?Mitsuha!My name is Mitsuha!That time 3 years ago, you came...to see me!Taki?Mitsuha!Taki?Mitsuha!You're here, aren't you? Inside my body!Taki!Taki, where are you?It's Mitsuha.I can hear her, but...Taki, where are you?Taki!Taki, are you...there?It's twilight - "kataware-doki."Mitsuha.Taki.Taki. It's really you.Taki!I came to see you.It wasn't easy becauseyou were so far away.But how? At that moment, I...I drank your kuchikamisake.You drank that?You idiot! Pervert!Oh yeah, and you touched my boobs!How do you know that?Yotsuha saw it.Oh! Sorry, I couldn't help it!It was just once.Just once?Doesn't matter how many times! Jerk.Sorry.Oh, this...Oh. Really, Why'd you come see mebefore I knew you?There's no way I'd recognize you.Here. I kept it for 3 years.Now you keep it.Yes.How is it?Not bad.You're lying!No, I... Sorry.You're really so...!Mitsuha, you still havethings to do. Listen.It's coming.Don't worry. You've still got time.Yes, I'll try.Kataware-doki is almost...over.Hey, Mitsuha. So we don't forgetwhen we wake up...Let's write our nameson each other. Here.OK!Mitsuha?Hey, Mitsuha?I wanted to tell you.Wherever you are in the world,I'll search for you.Your name is Mitsuha.It's OK. I remember.Mitsuha. Mitsuha. Mitsuha.Your name is Mitsuha.Your name is...Who are you?Why did I come here?I came here to see her.To save her. I wanted her to be alive.Who was it? Who?Who did I come to see?Someone dear to me. I don't wantto forget. I shouldn't forget!Who? Who? Who? Who?What's your name?Taki. Taki. Taki.It's OK. I remember. I'll never forget!Taki. Taki.Your name is Taki!"ltomori Substation"Tessie!Mitsuha! Wherever you been?He said sorry for breaking your bike.- Huh? Who did?- I did.Explain everything to me later.That's going to fall? Really?Yes! Saw it with my own eyes!What? You saw it, huh?Then I guess we got no choice.Now we're both criminals!"Broadcasting Room."What? I really have to do it?When the town's power goes out, theequipment there should work on backup.Please, Sayaka!Repeat it as much as you can!Woo-hoo! You can do it!Oh, to heck with it!- Soon, you think?- I've no idea!- What was that?- What's that sound?Hey, look!Hey, look!This is Itomori Town Hall.An explosion has occurredat the substation.There is danger of further explosionsand forest fires.Residents in the following areas, pleaseevacuate to ltomori High School.Kadoiri District, Sakagami District,The broadcast isn't from here?Who is it, then?Miyamori District...Oyazawa District...Let's go, Mitsuha!Tessie!Run, everyone! Forest fire!Forest fire! Please evacuate!Run! Fire!It's not safe here! Please evacuate!We don't have enough time! Mitsuha!What's wrong?His name... I can't remember his name.Look, I don't know.You started all this!We can't evacuate everyone by ourselves!Go persuade your father!Everyone run! Go to the high school!Oh, Mitsuha.It's no terrorist attack!What's Chubu Electric saying?They're still checking!No forest fire yet? Are you sure?OK!Stop this broadcast!Figure out where it's coming from!The Takayama sensor station called!The high school?Again, residents in the following areas,evacuate to Itomori High School... Oh!What are you doing? Turn that off!Sayaka!Oh no.What have you done, Sayaka!This is Itomori Town Hall.We are currentlychecking on the accident.Please don't panic and staywhere you are for further notice.Stay put, they said.- What's going on?- So we stay put?Come on, you should all evacuate!The high school is the shelter!Katsuhiko!What are you doing?Sorry, Mitsuha.It's over.It's really splitting apart!- Look at that!- Wow!Please look! The comet has split in twoand meteors are falling!Nobody predicted this.We have a mystical view here.So the comet's nucleus split?Did tidal forces affect...The comet isn't within the Roche limitso the nucleus itself must have...In the pest; Comet Shoemaker-Lew 9broke and collided with Jupiter in 7994.At least 27 fragments...rm going to go look!They will probably meltbefore reaching the groundand the probability of a meteor crashinginto a residential area is small...To predict the trajectory...To be Witnessing such a magnificentcelestial event, and...That we're witnessing this liveis extremely fortunatefor those of us living in this age.Hey. Who are you?Who? Who?Who is that?Someone clear to me. I shouldn't forget.I didn't want to forget!Who? Who? Who are you?What's your name?It's broken!So we don't forget when we wake up,let's write our names on each other."I love you."I can't remember your name with this...Dad!- Mitsuha!- Mitsuha!Not you again...It' was almost as if it werea scene from a dream.Nothing more, nothing lessthan a beautiful view.What am I doing here?I'm always searching for something.This feeling has possessed mefor some time.I applied because...The landscapes people live in...To build a city's landscape...You never know when Tokyomight disappear as well.So I want to help build landscapes thatleave heartwarming memories...How many interviews have you had?I haven't kept track.- Can't see you landing a job.- Thanks a lot!Maybe it's because of that suit.We're not that different!- I have 2 job offers.- I have 8."LINE: You have a new message."I'm not sure if I'msearching for a person or a place,or if I'm just searching for a job.Oh, you're job-hunting.I haven't had much luck.Maybe it's because of that suit.Does it look that bad?What brings you here today?I came nearby for workso I figured I'd say hi to you."8 yearssince the comet disaster."We went to ltomori once, didn't we?You were still in high school, so it was...- 5 years ago.- That long?Seems like I've forgotten a lot.I, too, no longer remember muchfrom back then.Maybe we had a disagreement'; The other tworeturned to Tokyo Without me.I spent the night aloneon some mountain.That's about all I remember.But at one point,I was inexplicably drawnto the events surrounding that comet.Half of a comet destroyed a townin that disaster."Evacuation of residentsto high school grounds confirmed."The entire town happened to beholding an emergency drill."An unprecedentednatural disaster"and most of its residents were outsidethe blast zone."Disaster Foretold?"The sheer luck and coincidencesparked various rumors."Mayor Miyamizu's hidden agenda"I intently read those articles back then.What had caught my interestso much is now a mystery to me.I didn't even know anybody in that town.Thanks for today. This is far enough.You be happy someday too.I feel like I'm always searchingfor something, for someone."Construction company job interview."I want to go to another bridal fair.They're all the same.Shinto-style is nice too.You wanted a wedding in a chapel.Oh, and Tessie.Lose the beard before the wedding.I'll lose 3 kg.You're eating a cake.I'll start tomorrow."Itomori, the Town that Vanished.""October 4, 2013 - ltomori vanished.""Kadoiri Bridge""ltomori Elementary School.""Miyamizu Shrine."Why does the scenelyof a town that no longer existswring my heart so?Now, just a little moreOnlyjust a little more.Let's stay here a little longer now.Just a little moreOn ly just a little more.Let's stick togetherjust a little bit longer.Just a little moreOn ly just a little more.Let's stay here a little longer now.Now, just a little moreOnlyjust a little more.Let's stick togetherjust a little bit longerI was always searching...searching...for someone!Oh yes, we are time flyersScaling the walls of time, climber.Tired of playing hide and seek with timeand always coming just shortI never let you go nowPromise I will never let you go now.Cause my hand finallyHas reached yours why would I have to.Oh yes, you're quite a showy crier Wantto stop your tears, see your eyes drier.But when I went to wipe your tears dryyou refusedbut I saw them pouring down your face,I knew why.Crying even when you're happySmiling even when you're feeling lonely.It's because the part of youHas made it here before the rest has.Hey!Haven't we met?I thought so too!Your name is...?The sorrowful gust of windthat blew right between you and me.Where did it find the lonelinessit carried on the breeze?Looking up at the skyafter shedding a stream of tears.I could see for miles of blue,it's never been so clear.Speeches that my father gave mewould always.

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Once in a while when I wake up.I find myself crying.The dream I must have hadI can never recall.But...But...the sensation that I've lost somethinglingers for a long time after I wake up.I'm always searchingfor something, for someone.This feeling has possessed meI think from that clay...That day when the stars came falling.It was almost as if...as if a scene from a dream.Nothing more, nothing lessthan a beautiful view.Ah, if only our voices speak at nightcould ever reach the very edgeof this World, and the time.Instead of fading into air and dust.Then what will the words could ever be?Farthest words from 'probably'.Let's make a promise, that will never fadeLet's say it together in count of three, oh.Ah, I'm told that some part of e very wishwill be heard.But lately I lost sight ofthe truth in those wordsI can't even remember when I gave upbelieving What could have been the reason?Ah, the very moment that the rain will stopAnd the place rainbow born and dies.And where the end of this life liesI've always been insistingthere was something that I've longing for.One day we'll reach to emotionsunexplored unprecedented.We 'll high-five love we've yet todiscover and give a kiss to time.The five dimensions keep on teasing meBut I will keep on looking at you, dear.Let's make a sign for when we say"nice to meet you" again.I'm on my way to you,chasing after your name.Taki. Taki.Don't you remember me?My name is...Mitsuha!Mitsuha, what are you doing?Well, it feels incredibly realistic...What? "Mitsuha"?Are you half asleep? Breakfast!Hurry UP!What? What?Do you want last night's leftovers?You can have it.- Good morning.- Good morning.Mitsuha, you're late!I'll make breakfast tomorrow.Is this too much?Oh well.You're normal today.You were nuts yesterday.What are you talking about?Good morning, even/one.This is an announcementfrom Itomori Town Hall.Regarding the mayoral electionto be held on the 20th next month,the election committee..."Comet to pass by in a month:Visible to the naked eye."The comet will be visibleto the naked eye for several days...Just make it up with him.It's an adult matter."Position of Comet Tiamat" $4264 are preparingto observe the celestial show of the century....JAXA are preparing to observethe celestial show of the century.We're going now!Study hard!Mitsuha!Morning, Sayaka, Tessie.Morning.- Get off.- Why? Meanie.- You're heavy.- That's rude.You two get along so well.We do not!Your hair looks all right today.What?- Yeah, did your grandma exorcise you?- Exorcise?You were totally possessed!Cut out the occultism.Mitsuha is just stressed. Right?Huh? What are you talking about?You don't remember?And above all,restoring the town's fiscal healthto continue its revitalization project!Only when these are achievedcan a safe and secure communitybe created!As the incumbent mayor...He'll be reelected again anyway.I heard he's been dishing out the pork.Hey, Miyamizu.Morning.So the mayor's kid andhis contractor's kid get along too.Ew.Mitsuha!Stand up straight!- He's strict with his family.- I'm impressed.- So embarrassing.- Sucks to be her.Mitsuha.In front of everybody..."Who are you?""Tasokare" (Twilight)"Tasokare" means "Who is that" and isthe origin of the word "tasogare-doki."Twilight, when it'sneither day nor night.When the world blurs and one mightencounter something not human.Older expressions include"karetaso-doki"."Karetaso/Kawatare = Who is that?"Kataware-doki? I thinkthat's a local dialect.I've heard that Itomori's elderlystill use classical language."Who are you?"OK next, Mitsuha.Yes.Oh, so you remember your name today.You don't remember?Yesterday you forgot where your deskand locker were.You had bedhead and no ribbon.What? No way! Really?It was like you had amnesia.Well, I do feel likeI've been in a strange dream lately...A dream about someone else's life?I can't remember clearly.I know! That was...your previous life!Or maybe your subconsciouslinked to the Everett multiverse...Stay out of this.Oh! Tessie, did you write thatin my notebook?Nothing.But Mitsuha, you really werea bit weird yesterday.You been feeling alright?That's so strange. I feel fine.Maybe it's stress.That ritual is coming up, isn't it?Oh, don't remind me!I can't stand this town anymore.It's too small and close-knit.I want to graduate and go to Tokyo.I don't blame you.There's really nothing in this town.Trains come every 2 hours.The store closes at 9 p.m.No bookstore. No dentist."Pub Mother" "Pub Cat's Eye"But 2 pubs for some reason.No jobs.No brides.Short sunlight hours.- Give me a break!- What?I mean... How about we stop by a caf?- A caf?- Really?Where?Hello.Hello.This is a caf?You knew there wasn't one.Mitsuha just went home.Things must be rough for her.Well, she takes center stage.Yeah.Hey, Tessie.What?What will you do after you graduate?What's this?You asking about my future?Nothing special. I'll probably keep onliving a normal life in this town.I'd rather do that too.You're not ready yet, Yotsuha.Listen to the thread's voice.When you keep twining like that,emotions will eventually start flowingbetween you and the thread.Threads don't talk.She means, "Concentrate."1,000 years of It0mori's history is etchedinto our braided cords.Listen. 200 years ago...Here she goes again.Sandal maker Mayugords bathroom caughton fire and burned down this whole area.The shrine and old documentswere destroyedand this is known as...The Great Fire of Mayugoro.The fire has his name? Poor Mayugoro.So the meaning of our festivals becameunknown and only the form lived on.But even if words are lost,tradition should be handed down.That's the important taskwe at Miyamizu Shrine have.But that foolish son-in-law...As if leaving Shinto priesthood andthis house weren't enough,now politics? He's hopeless.Have another, my man.I'm counting on your help again.Leave it to me.You'll get votes from theKadoiri and Sakagami Districts.How's it going with her?It's not that easy.I smell corruption.Don't be ridiculous.Bring us a few more hot sake.OK.Katsuhiko, work on site this weekend.Learn how to use explosives.Can't hear you.Yes!We both have it rough, don't we?Is that Yotsuha? She's all grown up.They're both pretty like their mother.Hey.Hey.It's the oldest sake in the world.By chewing on rice, spitting it out, andletting it ferment, it becomes alcohol."Kuchikamisake." Do the gods appreciatesake made that way?Of course they do.Hey, look. It's Miyamizu.Oh! I could never do that!Isn't she embarrassed?I can't believe it.Cheer up, Mitsuha. Who caresif a few classmates saw you?I envy your pre-pubescentlack of concern.Why not sell lots of kuchikamisake anduse the money to go to Tokyo?Where do you get such ideas?Sell them with photos and making videos.Name it "Shrine Maiden's Sake."You'll make money!"Shrine Maiden's Sake".No. That breaks the Liquor Tax Law.That's the problem?I hate this town! I hate this life!Please make me a handsomeTokyo boy in my next life!What a fool...Ow!Ouch...Where...Somethings there...Ow!Taki! Are you up?It was your turn to cook.Wake up on time.I'm sorry.I'm going now. Drink all the miso soup.OK.Go to school even if you're late.See you.Have a nice day.What a strange dream."From Tsukasa:Run, you're late!"What? Who's it from?Tsukasa? Who's that?I have to use the bathroom.This is too realistic."Shinjuku Station"I'm in Tokyo."Jingu High School."- Where'd you get it?- Daikanyama.The front act at the next gig...Let's skip club and go to a movie.Taki!Arriving at noon, huh? Let's eat lunch.You ignored my text.Oh, Tsukasa?At least you sound apologetic.- You got lost?- Yeah.How could you get loston the way to school?- Uh... Well... I (watashi)...- Feminine?I (watakushi)!L (boku)?L (ore)?I was enjoying myself.It's so festive and all in Tokyo.You seem to have a dialect.Where's your lunch?- Geez.- Are you half asleep?- You got something?- Croquette-egg sandwich sounds good!Thank you.Let's go to a caf.Oh that one? OK. Coming, Taki?What? What? What?A caf?Nice timberwork up there.Yeah, attention to detail.Taki, have you decided?What? I could live for a monthfor the price of these!What age are you from again?Hmm. Oh well. It's a dream anyway.What a great dream.Oh no, what should I do?I'm late for work!Your shift is today?- Go, then.- Oh, yeah.Oh! Um...Where do I work?What?Tables 6, 7, and 10 are waiting!Table 12! Taki!Here you go.Uh, zucchini and tomato salad...We didn't order that.Taki, I said no more truffles!Taki, can't hear you!Taki!When is this dream going to end?Hey. Hey waiter.Oh, yes?There was a toothpick in our pizza.We could have gotten hurt.Good thing I noticed.What do you have to say?Uh, we...But... There are no toothpicksin an Italian restaurant's...Excuse me.Is everything OK?I'll handle this.What's wrong with you today?Please accept our apologies.Your meal is on the house.Oh, really?I hope you weren't hurt.Um...Okudera...Ms.Okudera.Ms.Okudera. Thank you...A stroke of bad luck today.No, uh...Bet it was a set-up.Handled it according to the manual, but...Oh, Ms.Okudera, your skirt!You OK?- What happened?- Slashed.That dick from earlier?What now? Do you remember his face?No.Come with me.Hey, Taki!Take off your skirt.Oh! I'll look the other way!This won't take long.Done!Wow, Taki! It looks better than before!Thank you for saving me today.Actually, I was concerned about you.You're weak but quick-tempered.I like you better today.Never knew you had a feminine side."JR Yamanote Line: 8 min."What a realistic dreamif I say so myself.Oh, he keeps a diary.He's so organized.Wish I lived in Tokyo too.Oh! That's her!A crush, maybe?"Walked to the station with Ms.Okuderaafter work, thanks to my feminine powers!""Who are you?""Mitsuha."What is this?"Mitsuha."Wham? Wham?"Thanks to my feminine powers!"What's going on?"Thanks to my feminine powers!"Let's go to a caf again.Sorry, I have to go to work.Do you remember where to go'?Tsukasa, did you prank my phone and...Oh, never mind. See you.He's acting normal today.Yesterday he was kind of cute.What?Wha... What?Taki, you tried to outdo us!You walked home with her!Did I really? With Ms.Okudera?What happened afterwards?I don't really remember.Oh really, now?Coming through.- Hi guys.- Hello.Let's make this a good one.Right, Taki?"Mitsuha? Who are you?What are you?"You're not touching your boobs today.Breakfast is ready! Hurry up!Boobs?Morning.Why is everyone staring at me?Well you made quite a scene yesterday.Huh?"Still life drawing."Did you see the election posters?Doesn't matter who wins.It's all about how to serve up the grants.Shh! Someone's livelihood depends on it.They mean me, right?Well, yeah.Hey, Mitsuha!Wha...? Wha...? I did what?Mitsuha?Is this... Could this be...Could this be that we're really...In our dreams, that guy and I are...In our dreams, that girl and I are...switching places?I'm beginning to get what's going on.Taki is a boy my age living in Tokyo.I switch with Mitsuha at random,a few times a week unexpectedly.Sleep triggers it.The cause is a mystery."Condition: Sleep?Cause: Unknown."My memory of the switch is hazyafter I wake up.But we're definitely switching places.It's obvious from the reactionsof the people around us. So...So we laid down some rulesto protect each other's lifestyles."No baths! No looking!No touching!"Things to Watch out during the switchand a list of don 'ts. "Don't waste money! No dialect!Don't be late!"We also agreed to leave reportsin our smartphones.To work together to tide overthis mysterious phenomenon.But...But...- That girl!- That guy!Guys are staring! Watch the skirt!Come on, this is basic!Stop wasting my money!It's YOUR body eating.And I'm working too!"Braided cords..."Braided cords... I can't do this!You work too many shifts!It's 'cause you waste money!Grabbed' coffee with Ms. Okudera.You two have a good thing going!Mitsuha, stop changing my relationships!Taki, why is a girl in love with me?You're more popular when I'm you.Don't be full of yourself!Not like YOU have a girlfriend!You don't have a boyfriend!"Fool/ldiot"I'm single because I want to be!I shouldn't for her sake.You sure do like your boobs.We're going now! Get ready!Comet Tiamat' has been visibleto the naked eye for a few days now.When and where can it be seen?"Comet Tiamat to Reach Perigee."Comet Tiamat is moving from east to westas if to follow the sun.So it can be seen above Venus...Why the uniform?Grandma, why is the bodyof our shrine's god so far away?I don't know because of Mayugoro.Who's that?What? He's famous!Here, Grandma.Whoa, Mitsuha.Mitsuha, Yotsuha, do you know "Musubi"?Musubi?Musubi is the old way of callingthe local guardian god.This word has profound meaning.Tying thread is Musubi.Connecting people is Musubi.The flow of time is Musubi.These are all the god's power.So the braided cords that we makeare the god's art and representthe flow of time itself.They converge and take shape.They twist, tanglesometimes unravel, break,then connect again.Musubi - knotting. That's time.Drink.Thank you.I want some too!That's also Musubi.Whether it be water, rice, or sake,when a person consumes something andit joins their soul, that's Musubi.So today's offeringis an important custom thatconnects the god and people.Hey, I see it!That's the bodyof Miyamizu Shrine's god?Beyond this point is "kakuriyo."It means the underworld.It's the underworld!In exchange for returning to this world,you must leave behindwhat is most important to you.The kuchikamisake.The kuchikamisake?You'll offer it inside the god's body.It's half of you.Half of Mitsuha...It's twilight - "kataware-doki" already.Kataware-doki?Oh yeah,maybe I can see the comet.The comet?Oh,Mitsuha,you're dreaming right now, aren't you?Tears? Why?"I'm almost there.Looking forward to it!"Ms.Okudera? What's she talking about?What did Mitsuha do this time?A date?A date with Ms.Okudera tomorrow!Meet at 70:30 a.m. at the station!...was what I'd planned, but...Taki.Sorry. Did you wait long?Yes. No...Um...I just got here.Good. Let's go.He's so lucky. They must be togetheraround now...Hey?I...Why?I wanted to go on this date,but if it so happens that youend up going, you better enjoy it!However, I'm sure you've nevergone out on a date before,I don't know what to say...so below are some linksto help you out, you late bloomer.Really?"You can get a girlfriend too!""I suffer anxiety but got a girl!The dos and don'ts of texting."She's making fun of me."Photo exhibition: Nostalgia."Taki...You're like a different person today.Um, Ms.Okudera. Are you hungry?How about dinner...Let's call it a day.Yes.Taki, you... Sorry if I'm wrong.You used to havea bit of a crush on me, right?But now you like someone else.No I don't!Really?No! That's not true at all.I wonder.Oh well. Thanks for today.See you at work.By the time the date is over,the comet will be visible in the sky.What is she saying?"Mitsuha Miyamizu."Oh, it's you, Tessie.No, I just didn't feel like going,that's all. I'm fine.What? The festival? Well...Oh yeah, the comet. Today's the peakof its brightness, isn't it?OK, got it. Later, then.You just want to see her in ayukata.What I? No!That didn't even occur to me.Hey, she sounded kind of down.Maybe you annoyed her.Come on!Sorry I'm late.- Here she is!- Finally!- Your... your...- Oh! What happened, Mitsuha?Your hair!Looks kinda funny, I guess?You think some guy is the reason?Ditched, maybe?Why do guys associatecutting hair with breakups?She said she just felt like it.Really? She just felt like cutting offthat much hair?Oh! Hey! You can see it!Wow!The number you are trying to call is notreachable or has been turned offi...I'll tell her about the disastrous datethe next time we switch,I thought. But...For some reason, after that,Mitsuha and I neverswitched places again."Mountains in Gifu Prefecture.""Hida mountains."What the... What are you doing here?Tsukasa told me and here I am!Tsukasa, I asked you to cover for meat home and at work.Takagi will cover your shift.Leave it to me! But you owe me a meal!This isn't funny.- We were worried about you.- Huh?You can't go alone. What if it's a con act?A con act?You're meeting an online friend.Well no, not exactly...- I think he's using a dating site.- No!You've been acting weird lately.We'll keep an eye on you.I'm not a kid!The switching stopped.My calls and texts didn't go through.So I decided to go see Mitsuhain person.I wanted to meet her. But...What? You don't know where?The town's scenery is your only clue?Yes.And you can't contact her?What's this all about?Seriously. What a lousy tour planner.I did not plan a tour!Oh well. We'll help you look for her.Oh how cute! Look!So annoying.Oh, it moved!So it's impossible after all...What? After all the troublewe went through?You haven't done anything.ATakayama ramen.ATakayama ramen.Oh, then a Takayama ramen.- OK. 3 ramens.- OK.Can we return to Tokyo today?We could be cutting it close.I'll check.Thanks.Are you all right with that?I'm starting to feel likeI'm barking up the wrong tree.Why young man,that's ltomori, isn't it?It's a very good drawing.Isn't it, dear?Yeah, it's ltomori.Brings back memories.He was born in ltomori.Itomori...?Yes! Ltomori Town! That's it!It's nearby, isn't it?- What are you...- ltomori was...ltomori? No way!Is it where that comet...?"Keep Out."Hey. Is this really the place?No way! Taki must be misremembering.No. I'm sure this is it.This schoolyard. The mountains.I remember this high school clearly!That can't be true!Surely you remember that disasterthat took hundreds of lives 3 years ago!Died?Died 3 years ago?That can't be.I still have the memosthat she left behind...They're disappearing...Comet Tiamat, with an orbital periodof 1,200 years,"ltomori,the Town that Vanished"made a close approach to Earth3 years ago in October."Meteor Strikes, Wipes out Town" Nobody predictedthat its nucleus would split at its perigee."Town Annihilated.""Over 500 dead or missing""ltomori, the Town that Vanished."A fragment of the comet becamea meteor that struck Japan."Itomori, comet, damage."It was the day of the autumn festival.The point of impact was here.At 8:42 p.m., it struck where peoplewere gathered for the festival."List of the Names of Victims."Over 500 people died,a third of the town's population,and now nobody lives in ltomori anymore.Tessie and Sayaka..."Mitsuha Miyamizu."It has to be some kind of mistake.This person died 3 years ago!Just 2, 3 weeks ago, she said to methat the comet would be visible.So...You 're dreaming now...I......aren't you?I...What did l...?Lively up there.I'm sorry we could only get one room.No problem.How's Taki?He's still reading articles on ltomori.Newspapers and magazinesat the time at random it seems.- What?- Nothing. I didn't know you smoked.Oh. I'd quit recently, but...What do you think about Taki's story?I liked him.The way he was recently. He was alwaysa nice guy, but even more so lately.Like he was trying so hard. It was cute.What he's sayingdoesn't make sense to me...But I'm sure he met someoneand that someone changed him.That much is for sure, I think."Worst-everltomori Comet Disaster."It was all just a dream.I recognized the scenery becauseI remembered the news from 3 years ago.If not that, then... a ghost?No... Was I fantasizing?Her name... What was it?Tsukasa went to take a bath.Oh, Ms.Okudera. I, uh...I've been saying such strange things.Thank you for coming along today.No problem."Tatara Iron Making Site.""Braided Cords of ltomori."Braided cords. How pretty.Is that a braided cord you're wearing?Oh, this... I think someonegave it to me a long time ago.I wear it sometimesas kind of a lucky charm...Who was it?Why don't you go take a bath, too?Yes... No.Someone who makes braided cordstold me before...The cords representthe flow of time itself.The threads twist, tangle,unravel, and connect again. That's time...Maybe at that place..."Around here?"Taki.Taki.Taki.Don't you remember me?"I have to go somewhere. Return to Tokyowithout me. I'll return later. Thanks."Taki...Eat this up there.Your drawing of ltomori... It was good.They converge and take shape.They twist, tangle,sometimes unravel,then connect again...Musubi - knotting. That's time.There it is!It's really there!It wasn't just a dream!From here is the underworld.It's the sake we brought.This is my sister's, and this is mine.Before the comet struck... So theMitsuha I know is from 3 years ago?Our timelines weren't in step.Half of her...Musubi.If time can really be turned back,give me one last chance...The comet!Your name is Mitsuha.You're both my treasures.You're a big sister now."Get well soon, Mom."I'm so sorry, my dears.Dad, when is Mom going to come home?I couldn't save her.Get a hold of yourself!Who cares about the shrine?You're the adopted son-in-law!I loved my wife Futaba.Not Miyamizu Shrine.Get out of here!Mitsuha, Yotsuha,you'll be with Grandma from now on."Who are you?"Who am I? No, who are you?Who am I? No, who are you?"Fool."Don't be full of yourself.Not like YOU have a girlfriend.He's so lucky. They must be togetheraround now...I...I'm going to Tokyo.What? Hey, Mitsuha!Grandma, could you do me a favor?Oh yeah, the comet.Today's the peak of its brightness...Mitsuha! Don't stay there!Mitsuha, get out of therebefore the comet strikes!Mitsuha, get out of there!Mitsuha! Mitsuha!Mitsuha!I'm Mitsuha! She's still alive!Mitsuha, are you touching...My sister!Yotsuha!Mitsuha has finally lost it.I'm leaving without her.She's lost it.She's completely lost it.Scary.Comet Tiamat' has been visibleto the naked eye for a few days now.Tonight it will finally reachits perigee around 7:40 p.m.,and will achieve its maximum brightness.It's tonight. There's still time.Good morning, Mitsuha.Oh...You're not Mitsuha, are you?You knew, Grandma?No, but watching the way you behavedlately triggered some memories.I also remember seeing strange dreamswhen I was a young girl.Although now I've forgotten aboutwhose life I was dreaming about.Forgotten...Treasure the experience.Dreams fade away after you wake up.There were times your mother and Ihad similar experiences.Maybe those dreams thatthe Miyamizu people hadwere all for what will happen today.Grandma, listen.A comet will strike ltomori tonightand everyone will die."Nobody will believe that"? What asurprisingly ordinary reply, Grandma.I won't let them die!Oh! What happened, Mitsuha?Your... your hair!Oh, this. It looked better before, huh?Oh, that's it?Forget that! If nothing is done,everyone will die tonight!So we have to act!Why aren't you at school?Uh... We have to save the town.The community wireless system?Yeah, those speakers you see everywhere."Superimposition, frequency."I see! That could work!You're awesome, Tessie!Hey! Don't come so close!What, embarrassed? Hey, hey!Stop! You're a girl of marriageable age!"Club Discontinued - Keep Out."You're such a nice guy!Got them. Here's your change.Sorry, Sayaka.It's all right.- What a cheap fee.- Deal with it.What about you? Have you come upwith an escape plan?What? A bomb?We have water gel explosivesfor construction at our storage site.Broadcast hijacking?The town's wireless system can be easilyjacked using the start-up frequency.So we can broadcast an evacuationwarning from the school.The school is outside the disaster area,so people can evacuate here.It's... It's totally a crime!You do the broadcast.- Why?- You're in the broadcast club.I'm in charge of explosives.I'll go talk to the mayor.In the end, the city councilhas to evacuate everyone.I'm his daughter. I can persuade him.It's a perfect plan.Oh, whatever. It's just awhat-if fantasy, isn't it?What? Well...Not necessarily! Do you knowhow Lake ltomori was formed?"A meteor crater lakeformed 1,200 years ago."It's a meteor crater! So one did strikethis area a thousand years ago!Oh! So that's why...You're right, Tessie!Let's do it together!What on earth are you talking about?I said we have to evacuate everyonein town before tonight or...Shut your mouth."The comet will split andstrike the town"?"Itomori Town Hal I."How dare you spout such nonsense?If you're serious, then you're sick.Madness must be from the Miyamizu side.I'll get someone to drive youto a hospital in the city.I'll listen to youafter a doctor examines you.You son of a...!Mitsuha! No...Who...Who are you?See you later at the festival.Let's meet at the shrine.- Don't be late.- Bye!- See you.- Later.You shouldn't go!Get out of town. Tell your friends.What are you saying?Mitsuha!- What was that?- Let's go.What are you doing?Could Mitsuha...Could she have persuaded them?Is it my fault?Yotsuha, leave town with Grandmabefore nightfall.You'll die if you stay here!What are you saying?Yesterday you suddenly went to Tokyo.What's wrong with you?Tokyo?Hey, Mitsuha!How did it go with your old man?Hey, Mitsuha?What's wrong with her?No idea.Are you there?Is something over there?Let me use your bike.Hey, what the...Hey, Mitsuha!What about our plan?Get ready as planned!Please!I'm Taki again.What's Taki doing here?The town...is gone.At that moment... did I...die?Taki. Taki.Don't you remember me?I'm going to Tokyo.What? Now?Why?A date.You have a boyfriend in Tokyo?Not my date.I'll come home tonight.If I suddenly showed up,would I bother him? Surprise him?He might not like it.The number you are trying to callis not reachable...There's no way we could meet.But what if we did?What should I do? Would I annoy him?Would it be awkward?"Tiamat Makes Closest Approach Tomorrow"he'd be a bit glad to see me?The number you are trying to callis not reachable...There's no way we could meet.But......one thing is certain.If we see each other, we'll know.That you were the one who was inside me.That I was the one who was inside you.I'm sorry.Excuse me.That time 3 years ago,before I got to know you...Taki.Taki.Taki.Um... It's me.Don't you remember me?Who are you?I'm sorry.But he's Taki.Weird girl.Hey!What's your name?Mitsuha!My name is Mitsuha!That time 3 years ago, you came...to see me!Taki?Mitsuha!Taki?Mitsuha!You're here, aren't you? Inside my body!Taki!Taki, where are you?It's Mitsuha.I can hear her, but...Taki, where are you?Taki!Taki, are you...there?It's twilight - "kataware-doki."Mitsuha.Taki.Taki. It's really you.Taki!I came to see you.It wasn't easy becauseyou were so far away.But how? At that moment, I...I drank your kuchikamisake.You drank that?You idiot! Pervert!Oh yeah, and you touched my boobs!How do you know that?Yotsuha saw it.Oh! Sorry, I couldn't help it!It was just once.Just once?Doesn't matter how many times! Jerk.Sorry.Oh, this...Oh. Really, Why'd you come see mebefore I knew you?There's no way I'd recognize you.Here. I kept it for 3 years.Now you keep it.Yes.How is it?Not bad.You're lying!No, I... Sorry.You're really so...!Mitsuha, you still havethings to do. Listen.It's coming.Don't worry. You've still got time.Yes, I'll try.Kataware-doki is almost...over.Hey, Mitsuha. So we don't forgetwhen we wake up...Let's write our nameson each other. Here.OK!Mitsuha?Hey, Mitsuha?I wanted to tell you.Wherever you are in the world,I'll search for you.Your name is Mitsuha.It's OK. I remember.Mitsuha. Mitsuha. Mitsuha.Your name is Mitsuha.Your name is...Who are you?Why did I come here?I came here to see her.To save her. I wanted her to be alive.Who was it? Who?Who did I come to see?Someone dear to me. I don't wantto forget. I shouldn't forget!Who? Who? Who? Who?What's your name?Taki. Taki. Taki.It's OK. I remember. I'll never forget!Taki. Taki.Your name is Taki!"ltomori Substation"Tessie!Mitsuha! Wherever you been?He said sorry for breaking your bike.- Huh? Who did?- I did.Explain everything to me later.That's going to fall? Really?Yes! Saw it with my own eyes!What? You saw it, huh?Then I guess we got no choice.Now we're both criminals!"Broadcasting Room."What? I really have to do it?When the town's power goes out, theequipment there should work on backup.Please, Sayaka!Repeat it as much as you can!Woo-hoo! You can do it!Oh, to heck with it!- Soon, you think?- I've no idea!- What was that?- What's that sound?Hey, look!Hey, look!This is Itomori Town Hall.An explosion has occurredat the substation.There is danger of further explosionsand forest fires.Residents in the following areas, pleaseevacuate to ltomori High School.Kadoiri District, Sakagami District,The broadcast isn't from here?Who is it, then?Miyamori District...Oyazawa District...Let's go, Mitsuha!Tessie!Run, everyone! Forest fire!Forest fire! Please evacuate!Run! Fire!It's not safe here! Please evacuate!We don't have enough time! Mitsuha!What's wrong?His name... I can't remember his name.Look, I don't know.You started all this!We can't evacuate everyone by ourselves!Go persuade your father!Everyone run! Go to the high school!Oh, Mitsuha.It's no terrorist attack!What's Chubu Electric saying?They're still checking!No forest fire yet? Are you sure?OK!Stop this broadcast!Figure out where it's coming from!The Takayama sensor station called!The high school?Again, residents in the following areas,evacuate to Itomori High School... Oh!What are you doing? Turn that off!Sayaka!Oh no.What have you done, Sayaka!This is Itomori Town Hall.We are currentlychecking on the accident.Please don't panic and staywhere you are for further notice.Stay put, they said.- What's going on?- So we stay put?Come on, you should all evacuate!The high school is the shelter!Katsuhiko!What are you doing?Sorry, Mitsuha.It's over.It's really splitting apart!- Look at that!- Wow!Please look! The comet has split in twoand meteors are falling!Nobody predicted this.We have a mystical view here.So the comet's nucleus split?Did tidal forces affect...The comet isn't within the Roche limitso the nucleus itself must have...In the pest; Comet Shoemaker-Lew 9broke and collided with Jupiter in 7994.At least 27 fragments...rm going to go look!They will probably meltbefore reaching the groundand the probability of a meteor crashinginto a residential area is small...To predict the trajectory...To be Witnessing such a magnificentcelestial event, and...That we're witnessing this liveis extremely fortunatefor those of us living in this age.Hey. Who are you?Who? Who?Who is that?Someone clear to me. I shouldn't forget.I didn't want to forget!Who? Who? Who are you?What's your name?It's broken!So we don't forget when we wake up,let's write our names on each other."I love you."I can't remember your name with this...Dad!- Mitsuha!- Mitsuha!Not you again...It' was almost as if it werea scene from a dream.Nothing more, nothing lessthan a beautiful view.What am I doing here?I'm always searching for something.This feeling has possessed mefor some time.I applied because...The landscapes people live in...To build a city's landscape...You never know when Tokyomight disappear as well.So I want to help build landscapes thatleave heartwarming memories...How many interviews have you had?I haven't kept track.- Can't see you landing a job.- Thanks a lot!Maybe it's because of that suit.We're not that different!- I have 2 job offers.- I have 8."LINE: You have a new message."I'm not sure if I'msearching for a person or a place,or if I'm just searching for a job.Oh, you're job-hunting.I haven't had much luck.Maybe it's because of that suit.Does it look that bad?What brings you here today?I came nearby for workso I figured I'd say hi to you."8 yearssince the comet disaster."We went to ltomori once, didn't we?You were still in high school, so it was...- 5 years ago.- That long?Seems like I've forgotten a lot.I, too, no longer remember muchfrom back then.Maybe we had a disagreement'; The other tworeturned to Tokyo Without me.I spent the night aloneon some mountain.That's about all I remember.But at one point,I was inexplicably drawnto the events surrounding that comet.Half of a comet destroyed a townin that disaster."Evacuation of residentsto high school grounds confirmed."The entire town happened to beholding an emergency drill."An unprecedentednatural disaster"and most of its residents were outsidethe blast zone."Disaster Foretold?"The sheer luck and coincidencesparked various rumors."Mayor Miyamizu's hidden agenda"I intently read those articles back then.What had caught my interestso much is now a mystery to me.I didn't even know anybody in that town.Thanks for today. This is far enough.You be happy someday too.I feel like I'm always searchingfor something, for someone."Construction company job interview."I want to go to another bridal fair.They're all the same.Shinto-style is nice too.You wanted a wedding in a chapel.Oh, and Tessie.Lose the beard before the wedding.I'll lose 3 kg.You're eating a cake.I'll start tomorrow."Itomori, the Town that Vanished.""October 4, 2013 - ltomori vanished.""Kadoiri Bridge""ltomori Elementary School.""Miyamizu Shrine."Why does the scenelyof a town that no longer existswring my heart so?Now, just a little moreOnlyjust a little more.Let's stay here a little longer now.Just a little moreOn ly just a little more.Let's stick togetherjust a little bit longer.Just a little moreOn ly just a little more.Let's stay here a little longer now.Now, just a little moreOnlyjust a little more.Let's stick togetherjust a little bit longerI was always searching...searching...for someone!Oh yes, we are time flyersScaling the walls of time, climber.Tired of playing hide and seek with timeand always coming just shortI never let you go nowPromise I will never let you go now.Cause my hand finallyHas reached yours why would I have to.Oh yes, you're quite a showy crier Wantto stop your tears, see your eyes drier.But when I went to wipe your tears dryyou refusedbut I saw them pouring down your face,I knew why.Crying even when you're happySmiling even when you're feeling lonely.It's because the part of youHas made it here before the rest has.Hey!Haven't we met?I thought so too!Your name is...?The sorrowful gust of windthat blew right between you and me.Where did it find the lonelinessit carried on the breeze?Looking up at the skyafter shedding a stream of tears.I could see for miles of blue,it's never been so clear.Speeches that my father gave mewould always.

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AS U BEING MY FRIEND I WILL WARN ABOUT MY HUMAN BEING IN THE TELESCOPE. BUT WHAT I REALLY NEED TO TALK TO U ABOUT IS THE FLYING SAUSAGE INCIDENT I DON’T THINK I TALKED TO U ABOUT THIS BUT U REALLY SHOULD KNOW THAT I AM SECRETLY A FLYING SAUSAGE NOT ONLY AM I A FLYING SAUSAGE BUT I AM THE FLYING SAUSAGE THAT TOOK THE WALKING CHEESEBURGERS PICKLES. I NEED UR HELP TO ESCAPE THE POLICE MEN BECAUSE THE ONLY REASON I STOLE HIS PICKLES WAS BECAUSE I WAS GOING THROUGH THIS THING WHERE ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS EAT PICKLES AND MY MOM WOULDN’T BUY ANY. I HAD NO MONEY SO I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO. I WALKED OVER TO THE CHEESEURGER AND TOOK HIS PICKLES. APPARENTLY THATS AGAINST THE LAW BUT I STILL DID IT. I ALREADY ATE THE PICKLES SO I CAN’T RETURN THEM. I ASKED BOBBYJO TO PUT ME IN A BOX AND SEND ME TO NORTH CAROLINA SO I AM NOW IN NEW ENGLAND I NEED U TO GO ON A SECRET MISSION AND GO BUY ME A PRIVATE JET U SEE I CAN NOT FLY ANYMORE SO I NEED SOMEONE TO SEND ME A PRIVATE JET NOT A AIRPLANE I ALREADY HAVE 2,345 AIRPLANES PLEASE DO NOT SEND ME AN AIRPLANE.PLEASE AND THANK YOU I HOPE U CAN COMPLETE MY MISSION.

THE YOUNG HOT WING

DID U KNOW THAT A LONG TIME AGO THERE ONCE WAS A YOUNG HOT WING HE WAS A VERY NICE HOT WING EXCEPT HE WANTED TO HE TOMATO'S NOT JUST NORMAL TAMATO'S BUT TOMATO'S FROM A CLOWNS NOSE. HE HAD TO HAVE THE CLOWNS NOSE'S FOR EVERY MEAL BUT THEY HAD TO BE USED.
THIS HOT WING ENDED UP AS A MODEL IN THE 1780'S. HE TURNED OUT NICE AND RED WITH HOT SAUCE. ONE DAY AT A MODELING SHOW A GUY DECIDED TO GO UP ON STAGE AND TAKE A BIG JUICY BITE OUT OF THE HOT WING. THE HOT WING CRIED AND CRIED FOR A MILLION YEARS BECAUSE HE COULD NO LONGER BE A MODEL. AFTER HE CRIED FOREVER HE WAS VERY MOLDY SO HE STARTED TO CRY AGAIN. AFTER THAT THE LITTLE MOLDY PARTS CAME OF OF HIM AND BECAME SERGEANTS THEY STICTICHED UP THE HOTWINGS WHOLE. BY NOW THE YOUNG HOT WING IS A VERY OLD BUT HE STILL COMPLETED HIS MODELING CAREER. AFTER THE SERGEANT'S FIXED UP THE HOT WING THEY GOT A HOTDOG AND ATE IT.

THE RANDOM JELLYFISH

THE CLEANED DERIVATIVE BETTERS THE DIVERSE SOUNDTRACK. A CLEAN MESSAGE RECYCLES UGLY FISH. UGLY FISH WATCHES MEAN BETTY THROUGHOUT THE REALISTIC JUSTICE. UGLY FISH ABSTRACTS MEAN BETTY. A COOK GEARS MEAN BETTY. UNDER A LAWN HUNTS A TALENT.
HIS BAY BONUS TWISTS. FLABBY MUNCHKI CONTRIVES THE CULTURAL CRISP. THE PHILOSOPHER NOSES ON TOP OF THE FAIRY! THE ALTERNATE ENEMY WORKS SLIMY BUNNY WITH THE MECHANIC GOD. SLIMY BUNNY GANGS THE RENEWING APPROVAL BESIDE THE CHAMPAGNE. FLABBY MUNCHKI DISCRIMINATES ACROSS THE WORTHLESS RASH.
FURRY LEAF REACHES THE SUPERMARKET BEHIND THE GASP. FURRY LEAF COLLATES JULIE FLAN THROUGHOUT THE LYING INDUSTRY. A WOODS LOVER DEVASTATES JULIE FLAN. THE PARODY ACCOMPANIES JULIE FLAN AROUND THE MYSTIC. JULIE FLAN SILVERS THE MECHANISM.
BUTT CHUCKER HOPES! BUTT CHUCKER NOSES WITH AN APART OWNER. BLOBBY ROBBY REPLACES BUTT CHUCKER NEAR A CRASHING MICROWAVE. THE DETERMINED SKIP CHEATS BUTT CHUCKER PAST THE BLADE. BUTT CHUCKER FINISHES INTO BLOBBY ROBBY.

RIBBONS BUTT

THE RUBBISH SLIDES. RIBBON'S BUTT SOAPS PALATO ON TOP OF THE INHERITANCE. RIBBON'S BUTT CERTIFIES PALATO. PALATO JUMPS UNDERNEATH HER DESTROYED STEEL. EACH AWARE ANCESTOR BARKS OUTSIDE EVERY STRETCHING EYESIGHT. A CONSUMING BLACKBOARD PADS RIBBON'S BUTT UNDERNEATH A SHAME.THROUGHOUT RIBBON'S BUTT INTERVENES PALATO. OVER PALATO REFLECTS RIBBON'S BUTT. PALATO CHOPS RIBBON'S BUTT. THE PROFESSOR SHIES AWAY ON TOP OF A SCHOLAR. A BACTERIUM FEVERS THE GIANT. HOW DOES RIBBON'S BUTT FELL PALATO?WHY CAN'T THE REAL TUNE WITHDRAW BELOW PALATO? RIBBON'S BUTT RESULTS WITHIN THE TUTOR. PALATO INVESTS THE SCOTCH MISERY UNDERNEATH THE PADDED REGIME. WHY DOES THE HAND RECONCILE A POLISH LASER? THE FARM HOOKS PALATO AROUND A BEEF.DOES PALATO RAIL? THE JUST SURPLUS SHIES AWAY OUTSIDE THE WORST ALCOHOL. YOUR PREJUDICE MOUSES PALATO NEAR A SUSTAINED GRANDFATHER. RIBBON'S BUTT PUNISHES A COTTON. EACH NUMEROUS BONE FORCES PALATO.

THE EMINEM MAN

HEY HEY HEY M&M I WAS WONDERING HOW U WERE I JUST COULDN'T GET THE TIME TO CALL YOU. I WAS THINKING WE HAVE A SLEEPOVER BUT THEN I REMEMBERED THE M&M'S DONT LIKE YOU SO THEY WOULDN'T LET YOU IN THE SHED FOR THE BONFIRE. BUT THEN I REALIZED WE CAN HAVE IT AT YOUR HOUSE CAUSE THEY ARE JUST LIKE GOOGLE HEADS IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. DO YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN JELLYBEAN? HEY WHAT ABOUT WE JUST GO BUY SOME RIBBONS AT THE CANDY STORE. I KNOW KNOW YOU MUST THINK IM CRAZY BUT DONT WORRY IM NOT IM CRAZY JEEZ GO AWAY YOU FAT LARD OH THAT REMINDS ME TINA COME GET SOME DINNER YOU FAT LARD OR IT WILL GET COLD COME ON BEFORE I FEED IT TO YOUR MOMS CHEST HAIR.
SORRY SORRY THAT WAS SOME WEIRDO NOW BACK TO MY STORY WE SHOULD REALLY GET TOGETHOR CAUSE I HAVE A SECRET TO TELL YOU. ACTUALLY WHY DONT I JUST TELL YOU IT RIGHT NOW I AM SECRETLY A WALRUS. AND YES THAT DOES SOUND LIKE ITS NOT TRUE BUT IT IS I REALLY AM A WALRUS ANYWAY WE REALLY SHOULD GET TOGETHOR.

THE MAGICAL MYSTICAL ROOM

OKAY OKAY SO HA YEAH IM A COMEDIAN YOU LISTEN TO ME K? GOOD. SO THERE IS THIS MAGICAL ROOM WHERE ONLY I CAN GO IN AND NO, NOT PERRY THE PLATYPUS. OKAY I WENT IN THIS ROOM AND I FOUND OUT I WAS WONDER WOMAN BUT IM ACTUALLY A MAN SO YEAH IM JUST SITTING THERE THEN OUT OF THE BLUE A WALRUS COMES UP TO ME AND SAYS HEY YOU EAT TACOS? I SAY YEAH I LOVE TACOS, HE SAYS OH YOUR THE PERSON IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR BUT I HAVE TO LEAVE SO YEAH YOUR MOMS CHEST HAIR OKAY THEN THIS BUTT CHUCKER CAME UP TO ME AND STARTED TO CHUCK MY BUTT AND I SAID HEY STOP CHUCKING MY BUTT SO SHE SAID OH SORRY WRONG BUTT AND SHE LEFT SO YEAH BASICALLY WHAT IM TRYING TO SAY IS THAT IS MY ROOM AND ONLY MY ROOM AND I AM A COMPLETE WEIRDO JUST LIKE YOUR LIVING ROOM FLOOR AND OKAY SO I WAS DRINKING SOME VITAMIN WATER THEN THIS DUDE COMES UP TO ME AND SMACKS THE VITAMIN WATER OUT OF MY HAND AND I WAS LIKE DUDE ARE YOU SERIOUS THAT COSTED MORE THAN A MICROWAVE ON SIMS WHICH IS 800 BUCKS LIKE WHAT I NEED A DUCK YOU GOT HOWARD THE DUCK PLAYING AND IM LIKE MANNN HOW IS THIS PG? IF THIS WAS PG IT WOULD BE APPROPRIATE FOR AGES 11 AND DOWN LIKE MAN WOW I CANT BELIEVE MY TOES! OWIE DUCT TAPE REALLY HURTS LIKE UR UNCLE OWCH OOH WOULD YOU LIKE SOME ICE WITH THAT BURNNNNN YEAH SO OKAY BYE NOW I NEVER LIKED YOU ANYWAYS...

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the world we live in. it's so... wonderous. mysterious. even magical. no... no no no.. not that world. i meant this one. the smartphone. each system and program app is it's own little planet of perfect. technology. all providing services so necessary, so crucial, so unbelievably profound. look who just sent me a text! addie mccallister? it must be a mistake. or a joke. or a scam! don't send her your social security number. she's right there! that's our user, alex. and, like every freshman in high school, his whole life, everything, revolves around his phone. and, because the pace of life gets, faster and faster... phones down in five. and attention spans get shorter and shorter... and... you're probably not even listening to me right now. who has the time to type out actual words? and that's where we come in. the most important invention in the history of communication! emo gees. that's my home! textopolis. here, each of us does one thing, and we have to nail it every time. christmas tree just has to stand there, all festive. merry christmas! it's still september, tim! and princesses... i am so pretty. they just gotta wear their crowns and keep their hair comb. we are so pretty. devil, poop, thumbs up, they just show up and they're good to go. but for the faces, the pressure is on. cryer always has to cry, even if he just won the lottery. hurray, i'm a millionaire! laugher's always laughing, even if he's just broken his arm. ahh!! ah! i can see the bone!! ah ah ah ah ah... and me, i'm a meh. so i gotta totally be over it all the time, you know? like meh, who cares. which is not as easy as it sounds. i gotta be mehhhhhhhhh i GOTTA! be! mehhhhhhhhh morning misses D, i see you have the little minis with ya! oh, they're so... cute! NYAH, SO ADORABLE, I CAN'T TAKE IT! I WILL NEVER GET THEM TO SLEEP! STICK TO YOUR ONE FACE, WEIRDO. OLE! OLE! OH NO! OH NO! it's hard to only act blasé. when, living in textopolis is.... just so exciting! hah low good simeans! those ah some shalp attach shays! yes, well we have business to attend to. whot kind off business? monkey business. ha ha ha ha, i sounded british. meh... Oh, that was really good.. meh ? meh ... meh ha ha... what the freak ya doing there, mate? practicing. today is my first day on the phone. oh, droit. i'm gonna be so.. meh. what are you going to do? blah! me and the boys are gonna throw ourselves on the barbie! woo! puh-zow! gooday, mate! hey, koh knee chee wah! sorry emote icons!! oh, I hate knocking over the elderly.. let me help, let me help... oh, my colon!!! ducks... hey, is that the time? HEY, my eyes are up here, pal! woo ooh hoo! woo hoo! right on time! and last week, Alex sent me next to THIS text! huh? huh? HA HA HA THAT ELEPHANT PISSED HIMSELF HA HA HA AH HAH HA HAH HAH UH HUH HUH why are YOU laughing, freak? ho ho ha ha ha! now, unlike me, my parents are total pros. gene, please tell me you weren't laughing just now. gene so help me i swear oh, he was, I remember. let's go see if you can get it right. i have some bad news, gene, and i'm afraid that you'll have the wrong reaction. ok, what's the wrong reaction? anything other than meh. come on! i don't want to be late! i'm not letting you go to work today. wait, WHAT? you're just not ready, son. come on!! working in a cube is an Emoji's whole purpose in life! everybody my age is working on the phone except for me! oh sweetie, that's not true. ow! YEAH! i'm going to work on the phone and I'm only ten! that's because I believe in you! should we wash our hands? ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! we're number two! we're number two! see? i, i know i'm different, ok? but, i need to... i can be meh... i just... want to be a working emoji, you know, like... everybody else... and then... i would finally fit in, you know? ah, you fit in, honey. no I don't, mom. I never have. but I could change all that if you just let me! just give me a chance! but what if you get sent out on the phone, making the wrong face? no dad, i'll make the right face! look! maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah? you're so handsome when you make that face. i think he's ready, mel. meh. come on, dad. let me prove it to you. if you really think you're ready... YES! yes i am! i promise i won't let you down! wow! Congratulations, everyone! What an exciting day for all of you! oh, it's really her! oh, pizza! first day on the job, hi, hi! don't be nervous! i won't bite! hi, i'm smiler! ho ho ho ho ho... DON'T TOUCH ME! Hi! i mean.. hey.. as you know, i'm smiler, i'm the system supervisor here, because I was the original emoji. here's how it works. it's nothing fancy! wait a minute... it's really fancy! you each have your own cube on the emoji bar! if alex chooses you, should you be so lucky, your cube will light up! it's showtime! the scanner will scan you, and that scan will get sent right up to alex's text box. and let me tell you guys, there is nothing like getting scanned for the first time. a har, you're gonna love it. now over here is the favorites section, where you'll find all the most popular emo gees. and of course, you'll find my cube here. whoo. you are smooth. just doing my duty. ha ha ha! what did i say? come on, tell me you aren't just a little bit tempted? steven, for the last time, i don't want to buy a timeshare. come on, man, it's high five! you know me! i'm a favorite! Alex hasn't picked you in weeks. when he stops picking you, you're no longer a favorite. there's gotta be some sort of mistake, i mean, look at me, i'm an attractive, hand-giving high five! oh! fistbump! come on in! hey, ladies! FISTBUMP? he's a knucklehead! literally! look at him, I can look like that! ugh, ow, cramp.. big mistake.. oh... help me.. help up a hand.. oh... here you go... thanks mate... hey, little man, how about you create a distraction, and i'll just slip under the rope! uh, oh, is someone lost? smiler, hiya, just leaving. yeah, you know, just killing time before i go back to my cube in the far corner where Alex can't even See Me ANYMORE! you may not be a favorite anymore, but you will always have a place, in a cube! yeah, in the nosebleeds... uh, i'm standing right here? words hurt. the most important thing I can tell you is to just be yourself... basically, happy itself... i am always smiling... places, please! emo gees to your cubes! attention, we've got incoming! gotta be meh, gotta be meh. oh my gosh, my own cube! i can't believe it... oh, i could put a plant over here, and over here could go an inspirational calendar, okay, gotta be meh... look at our son get on there, i'm beaming... with pride! you don't think he'll actually get picked, do you? heiroglyphics. heiroglyphics was an ancient language of picture forms. does that remind anyone of anything. hello. a language of pictures... anyone? early heiroglyphics back in ancient... i gotta reply to addie's text! what should i write? nothing! nothing? words aren't cool. ok, be cool, be cool... alright, alex is not sure how he wants to play this... oh! i would really love it to be me! beam me up! beam me up! i need thumbs up on standby! oh yeah! thumbs up is going in! wait! alex is changing his mind! he's moving! ok, looks like it's gonna be meh... i'm so nervous, i could almost shrug. we are go for meh! initiating scan! okay, you can do this. ah! i can't do this! i can't do it! stop the scan! i can't, it's too late! oh! what's he doing? he's making the wrong face! good for him, little... wait, what? ugh. abort, abort! oh, shi... shut it down, shut it down! ah! what is that emoji? all the emo gees present, evacuate the cube! evacuate the cube! i gotta get out of here! i'm trying! oh, jeez. sorry, everybody. that is not what i meant to do! i kinda.. i kinda panicked.. are you even a meh at all? uh, who, me? like you are, is a malfunction! a malfunction? no, i can be meh, just give me one more chance? you know what would be really fun? a board meeting, where we can find out what to do with you! i just wanted to be useful, you know, fit in! now everybody's calling me a malfunction. i am a malfunction. even if you are a malfunction, gene, your mom and dad still love ya. i knew you weren't ready. let's get you out of here and take you home. one day, all of this will blow over, and everyone will almost forget about what you did. until then, you should probably stay locked up in the apartment. wait, you're gonna hide me away? you're embarrased of me. it's for your own safety. we're trying to protect you, son. gene, where are you going? i'm not going to run away from this. i'm an emoji, and, even though i'm not exactly sure which one... i've gotta have some sort of purpose here, i know it. gene, no! sweetie, please! so, how'd it go, gavel? hey, lightbulb, tell me what's going on in there. what... poop... what is it? tell me turd, tell me truth. what happened? i know it was an accident. we all have accidents you're so soft, poop. not too soft, i hope. i came up here to defend myself, but, uh, you seem pretty happy. so, good news? i'm always happy. oh, right, yeah, truth. but the only thing that could ever make me unhappy, is if one of our emo gees has made a mistake. which would cause alex to lose faith in the phone... and then, our whole gets wiped out! smiler, i devil pinky swear promise to you that i will never, ever make a mistake in the cube again. oh, we know you won't, gene. we know you won't! ha ha, you know, the first time you said it it sounded genuine, but then you repeated it, and, and then, now it's weird. we're setting you up! with our best anti virus bots! so they'll, like, uh, they'll just, they're gonna fix me? actually, delete you. but yes! wait, what? if you get deleted, you don't have to worry about department heads, or the future, or lying about being a malfunction! because you're deleted, right? right! good job! bots! no! stop, he's escaped! party time! oh, wait a minute... the air is better here! beer, tea... i'm coffee! sorry... ish... so ish e. my old cube! ugh, pinkeye. mike! my name's not mike... ah! there's AV bots coming! what, me? just because i'm in the wrong section? holy toledo! what do we do? quick! this way! let's go! don't tell anyone you're about to see this. they'll never find us down here. where are we? the basement? nope. welcome to the loser lounge, where the emo gees who never get used, hang out. go fish! fishcake with swirls sweep so you won't cry. sweep so you won't cry. sweep so you won't cry. i almost got deleted! me! high five! hey, what's up high five? they weren't trying to delete you, they were trying to delete me. you? what's so important about you that they'd send out an entire team of bots? they say... i'm a malfunction. gasp oh, you bringing malfunctions in here now, high five? for crying out loud, abandoned luggage, that had better not be my leftover chinese food... uh... what chinese food? huh ha! do you have any idea what it's like to be living large? hashtag blessed? the favorite of the favorites, and then demoted to this pit of despair? here, will you hit my callouses for me? at least you're a working emoji, that's all i ever wanted. well, if that's all it will take you to be satisfied, then just find a hacker and get reprogrammed. it's not that complicated. where would i find a hacker? in the piracy app, duh. ugh. and who took my clear nail polish? piracy app? to get there, i mean, i have to leave textopolis. so? i've done it. would you be a brother. one of the princess emo gees left the phone altogether, now she lives on the cloud... mmm... ooh, that is good. i'm sure the hacker that helped her do that could easily reprogram you. The name's jailbreak. jailbreak? that's great? reprogrammed. i just need to get reprogrammed, and then i can finally be the meh i was meh to be! help me find that hacker high five, will you? please? maybe this hacker can help you, too? like, rewrite some code? get you into the favorites sections? wait a minute! ow. i've been trying to use my charisma and sensitive entitlement to get me back on top when all I need is a hacker! today's your lucky day! let's roll! hey, can i come too? talk to the hand, bretheren. i thought i was... bye, felicia. ciao, fishcake with swirls. daddy's headed back to the VIPs where he belongs! wait, what about the bots? good point, good point. ow, ow ow, ow... hey... i shouldn't have picked the cactus. i shouldn't have picked it. you didn't even try to get the tree, it's baffling. let's go. high five? hello? high five! where are you? i'm right here! here we are! end of the text aisle. no way. come on, gene, it's perfectly safe! ah! gene, help me! high five! oh no, this is all my fault, high five, I... i'm just messing with you! it's just one of those rubber finger monster puppets from the eighties, i collected the whole set! alright, you coming? uh, what do i do? what do you mean? just take a step through the other side. this, is it. the next time i come back here, i'll be a real meh. high five? woah! are you finished? where, where are we? welcome... to the wallpaper! wow. this place is incredible! each app is a whole new world. ow, that's my face, get off my face, thank you. what is this place? WeChat! it's like a whole other world! oh, it is. what are they? they're bubble pups, they might be cute, but man, are they clean. bubble pups? they're stickers, gene, try to get with the program? this is so cool! wait, what's in that one! everybody's talking about themselves! how does he know so many people? none of these people know him, but they like him, and that's what matters in this life, popularity. uh, i, i think i'd rather just have a real friend. a real friend? how's that going to get you anywhere? what you need are fans! they give you complete and unrelenting support! as long as you're on top. poor gene, i blame myself. i blame you, too. i just wanted to be supported. you just wanted a vacation. you take that back, mel. bots, they haven't found gene by now. he must have skipped town. you mean the wallpaper? our boy's on the run. how about we find him ourselves? yeah, sure. tell those bots to follow those mehs. i'm sure they'll know about all those freaky deaky apps Gene would hide out in. i'm really good at making plans, you guys, right? here we are, the piracy app! this is where we'll find jailbreak. um, but this is, the dictionary app. that's just what alex wants his parents to think. this is called a skin. really? what could a teenage boy possibly want to hide from his parents? just try to keep up, this place can get a little rough. ahoy mateys, look who's back! high five! i'm a bit of a celebrity here, always welcome. ow! loser! come on, follow me. oh, great, emo gees! i thought the conversation just got dumber. ugh, internet trolls, just ignore them. eventually, they'll get a job, or a girlfriend, or some sort of purpose in life, and then they'll stop. virus, we'll just, we'll just walk over this way... hi! it's so great to see you again! do i know you? it's spam! just sign here and i can get you special discounts on vitamins and coupon offers that can save you up to 25 percent! 25 percent? nonono no no, don't get sucked in! back off, spam! it's the only way to do it. back off! thank you very much! you can illegally download our CD right here! hey, trojan horse, how are you? yeah, what'll it be had? i'll have a bottle of... hack, daniels, hmm? maybe with a plate of... cheese, and hackers, kapeesh? you try to buy a hacker, you can just ask, you know. oh, sorry, um, yes. we're looking for a hacker named jailbreak. oh, i know a guy who could hook you up. right over there. oh, yes. patable. no, not him. her! wait, he's a she? hey! jailbreak! mind if we join in? yes. that's the thing about the internet, is that you never know if someone's being ironic or sincere. i sincerely, unironically want you to go away. ha ha ha ha, so good... so here's the thing, my friend gene here has a little problem. well, see, i'm supposed to be a meh, but i don't really feel... yeah, yeah, and we thought that you could help... the princess, you know, off the phone... woah, hold up, that's not a meh face. bots, they're after me! how are you doing that? look, it's just something that i can do, can you help us? follow me. bots, delete my history! i need to wipe my entire hard drive! i made the most delicious cinnamon buns! maybe if there was something to uh, jog my memory? come on! move! hey trolls, wipe our mailbox wearing a tuxedo! hi, it's so great to see you again! this tunnel will get us out of here! move! get us out of here! move! did that cloud taste sweet to you? ow. ow. ow. help me. help, i'm stuck! sweet motherboard! where am i? candy crush! get me out of here! hey, cornface! try getting him out the top! already on it! hold tight, gene! woah! woah! this feels very off.. and smells. i mean, it smells delicious, but, i still don't like it! the game obviously thinks you're a candy, even though you're, weirdly misshapen, you know? what do i do? stay very still! don't worry, we've got your back! right, high five? hey, fingers! you wanna focus? for your information, i happen to have a sugar addiction, and it's a very, serious... hey, finger head, we have to get Gene out of the game without blowing him up! i don't want to blow up! we have to match up the candies so that Gene will drop to the bottom. and we can't match him with any yellows, or else... oh! don't do that, please don't do that. watch. got it? knock 3 in a row, don't blow gene up, got it. and, we have to be careful. yeah yeah yeah. careful! woo hoo! candy! yo! no no no! don't do yellow! do NOT do the yellow! i said careful! hey, addie! i... i was just wondering, if, you are... tasty. what? um... delicious. excuse me? sweet. hey addie! uh... hi nikki. see you later, alex sugar crush. ah! i'm so over this. Wireless Repair Service, how may I help you? i'd like to make an appointment. it's like this phone is playing games with me! woah! hey, what does this do? get me out of here! ooh... suck it in... stop it... stop it... ow ow ow... it's not working! well, there's one option left. we line you up with the yellows. but you said not to do that! special candies get transported to that jar. the game might think that you're a special candy. and... what if it doesn't think i'm a special candy? well... ah! jailbreak, hello? hello, jailbreak? uh, sorry. what if it doesn't think i'm a special candy? oh, i'm not too worried about it. alright, just do it. gene, gene! you're alive! you were trying to see if i had somehow turned into candy, weren't you? yes i was. and you have not! hey, looks like something popped up on alex's calender. ah, i'm sure it's nothing. uh, alex made an appointment at the phone store? calm down, everyone, calm down. don't worry, everything is fine. maybe alex just wants to buy some accessories. uh, his appointment is with techinical support. well, i'm sure we'll have plenty of time to figure this out. uh, his appointment is for tomorrow. then maybe it's just for some routine maintenance? uh, actually, it's to erase the phone. listen, gene, i'm about to become your knight in shining armor. you are? oh yeah. but first, we need to get uploaded to the cloud. that's where we'll find the source code to reprogram you. the... cloud? isn't that off the phone? ding dingding ding! you got it! mmhm, yeah, the cloud! off the phone! uh! we're in candy crush, oz, i know a shortcut to just dance, which is right next to dropbox, where we can get uploaded to the cloud. mmhm, of course, just go dive into the dropbox and vroom! hold up, here's the stinker. before they let us into the cloud, we have to get past this... firewall. the firewall uses face identification. it's really annoying, because i've already tried to get through. guessed wrong once, and now i'm locked out for life. locked out for life? you're thinking, because i can make different faces, the firewall will think i'm different emo gees! yeah, i wanted to say it, because it was my idea. you know, women are always coming up with stuff that men are taking credit for. you know what, well, let's hit the road. high five, you coming? i'm coming! why do i always think i'm going to come around on black licorice? ah! oh! my precious... move it! sudden death, here we come! let's try this one... you tube? wow, what an original treat, and i don't even need a remote. that guy is so expressive. he reminds me of gene. yes, something's really wrong here. our son is a malfunction, and you should have never let him go into that cube. don't blame me for that now, i am hopping mad at you. see? mary, i think we're being followed, but don't overreact. uh oh. i told you not to overreact. what are you doing now? i could be in there for hours. hey, where are you going. i think we should go our seperate ways, mel. i thought i knew the meh that i married, but maybe i don't. but, mary? this tunnel will help us avoid the bots. thanks for helping us. it's really, really nice of you. NPD, dude. you're helping me! move along, move it, why so slow? high five, stop, why are you getting so close? back off. i can't stop now, i'm having a sugar rush! i'm going to go around you. if i stop moving, my heart's going to explode! coming through, jailbreak! watch out! hey! watch it, knuckle butt! i can't feel my face! ha ha! jailbreak, you said back there that i'm... helping you. i've been trying to get past that firewall for months! ha ha ha ha ha, come on, come on, the faster we go, the faster I can become a favorite! ah ha ha ha ha ha! woo hoo! look at me i just want to bounce out of here, get off the phone, and live on the cloud! hee hee! ow! what just happened! you know, you don't like it here? there are so many rules here! what is up with that? the cloud's supposed to be amazing, it's full of dreams too... oh, sugar crash. i can't hold on anymore. catch me, gene, catch me! and you can be whoever you want! thanks. we're free! come on! oh, oh my gosh, my hands are sweating. you know what, come to think of it, i don't really remember there ever being a hacker emoji. oh, um, you know, you're taking too much of my brain space, let's try to keep the chit chat to a minimum. ooh, someone likes you. what are you talking about? this just like when peace sign gave me just one finger, i knew she was in love with me. let's go! ugh, i'm never eating another piece of candy ever again... high-five, don't do it! don't you do it! it's already been in there once. don't do it. wow. move it! are my fingers getting fat? i'll tell you what, this bandage wasn't so tight before. okay, we get through this app, and dropbox is right on the other side. we just need to keep it super DL in here. and no matter what, we can't, turn it, on. OMG this turned it on! what? i'm a hand, it's a big red button! woah. no no no no! what's happening! welcome to just dance! follow my moves and you get to move forward! do the wrong moves and you get an X! three strikes and you're out! out? what does she mean by out? digital death. thanks to you, fingers, now we're going to have to dance our way out. which is alright with me, because I can shake it like michael. or michael's glove, anyway. Are you ready to daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnccccccee? this is bad, gene, i can't dance, i got no groove! come on, everybody can dance! not me, okay? i'm really stiff... see? you don't... understand? okay, no no. stop, stop. you have to stop. i see now what you are saying? just follow her moves. ready to dance in three! this i can't do! two! dude! just shut up and... dance! i'm just doing it! hee hee! shamon! jailbreak! i got you! look, just do the music, express yourself! dance? yeah, you got it! now throw some sauce on that dance burrito! woo hoo! i'm doing it! i'm finally nailing this dance! you got it! hee hee! oh ho ho! great job! now you're moving on to free dance! impress us with your moves to move forward! more dancing? you're killing it, gene! nice! take it gene! you can break it! wait a minute! i've never seen that dance before! what's it called? the emoji... bob? i love it! you do! everybody! do the emojiiiiiiiiiii bob! ha ha ha! woo! oh! princess! woah! you're the princess emoji! you never got off the phone! new player! who? oh no! we gotta go! no worry, they're robots, they can't dance! downloading thought protocol... can't dance, he says. heh. hey alex, you gonna dance for us? alex, that's extra homework for you. yeah, alex's getting wicked, ha ha ha... alex must be deleting the app! watch out! we gotta get out of here! come on! hoo! this song is my jam! high five! come on! let's go! hurry! gene! i got you! gene! gene... hey, wait a minute, where's high five? alex trashed the app.. and high five right along with it. wait, what? wait, trashed? high five is in the trash? he wanted to dance... but, i knew it was a bad idea... i'm so sorry... we gotta get him out of there. gene, dropbox is right here, we have to get to the cloud! and the trash is on the other side of the phone! we don't know how many other bots are out there! i'm sorry! no, wait! i can't go without high five. i don't care how far away it is. gene... that's my friend down there. i'm not going to just let him get deleted. what, what is it? i've always just thought, you've got to look out for number one... but what good is it to be number one, if there aren't any other numbers? wow, okay. i'm sorry, this is, this is my malfunction, i just, i can't be meh about anything, this is why i'm going to be reprogrammed. well, actually, it's kinda cool. wait, really? no, i think i know a shortcut. we can take the music streams in spotify. let's go give that big hand a hand. come on! now it's trashed the just dance app, and our bots are offline, and it's giving me a real headache... i am so angry! i really need to stay happy. can we please lighten the mood? no one can resist la fiesta! ole! not that happy. ow! we've only got four hours before alex's phone appointment. if they find a malfunction on the phone, we are all going to be wiped! she said wiped! aim higher, steven. i didn't want to have to do this, but it is fun to press buttons. the illegal upgrade! now that makes me happy! ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! i just want to dance.. dance... argh! quiet, you saucy gypsy. ugh, where am i? hi! it's so great to see you again! you're in the trash, fingers for brains! get away from me, troll! hi! it's so great to see you again! i've got to get out of here. you can't! and at the end of the day, the trash gets emptied, and we're all going to die! oh no, no, no! this is the last face you will ever see! this is spotify? yep, every one of those streams is a different song. is it safe? are you sure that this is a good idea? that's the point of the wave, dude! can we at least pick a... a colorless stream? okay buzzkill... alex, a bunch of people are hitting the promenade, and i think addie might be there, too... that's perfect! i have an appointment down there, anyway! i've got to get this phone fixed! hey, bubble butt! yeah. ah, much better. so, i gotta ask, is it true that when a princess whistles, birds fly down from the skies.. hello, stereotype, that is a complete and total myth! i'm sorry. did you realize that in the first emoji set, a woman can either be a princess, or a bride? that's why I need to get to the cloud, where you can be whatever you want to be! get ready! whale song coming! wait, wait, whale what? whale song! from alex's biology DVD! woah! wow! woah! ha ha ha ha. you're not going to see that sitting around in a cube. funny, you went out of the cube, and I went in. gene, that means you can't be yourself. what's the point? you know, i think you're pretty cool just the way you are. we're, we're going to need this. nobody knows, the touchscreen dramascene. nobody knows my screenshot... trash? me? i used to be somebody. here i am, in an old email Alex never sent. addie, blah blah blah blah blergh... and then there's me! high five! right there! doing my job! FYI, nobody cares about you. just leave me, troll, and let me die! in this dump alone! let me look for the world's smallest violin in here, so that you can play it! is that the hand angel of mercy? has she finally come for me? give me your hand! i mean, give me yourself! take my hand, angel! i'm ready to take my place amongst the other great hands of the past. it's me, gene! gene? the one and only. gene! i got him! take me with you! high five! let go of me! you'd leave me down here? you were wrong, troll, people do care about me! and i'm not upset, troll! do you see how not upset I am? gene! you came back for me! you saved me... it wasn't just me, jailbreak helped, too. she's a hugger. give her a squeeze. oh, nonono no. not really, nothing great. i'm not feeling your feelings, relieve me! you filthy trolls, I inhaled your stench, and I was once one of you, so I feel your pain. so now, go. be free! smooth sailing from here. huh ha ha! ugh. gene! gene... gene? are you insta gramming? oh, where is my gene... oh, mary, you've really done it this time. no, you haven't. mel? what are you doing in alex's trip to france album? i was looking for you. none of this is your fault, mary. it's mine. what do you mean? is that a tear on your cheek? it's my fault gene is the way he is. i have other expressions, too. i think they've just been buried away. but with gene going missing, and thinking i might have lost you, too... oh, mel, why didn't you tell me? i didn't know myself. right now, i'm so overwhelmed with passionate feelings for you. mary, my love for you burns with the intensity of a red hot flame. oh, i like it. let's go find our son. together. we'll always have paris, mary. so you're a princess. so you have a little tiara, very fancy. is it true when a princess whistles, birds fly that's what i said! no, guys, that's a stupid myth! what awkward virgin haven are you living in? go read an e-book! educate yourself! uh, jailbreak? what the? what is that? smiley must have upgraded her bots! let's get out of here before it... hi, do you remember me, it's smiler! i'm coming to you live from the amphitheater, why don't you come back to textopolis and we can talk through our differences, okay? my friend here will escort you, alright, i'm gonna see you soon, buddy, bye now! we're actually going to delete them in front of everyone. psst, it's still on. it's still on? oh! jiminy, attack the frauds! seperate! take a look! jailbreak! gene! this way! it's still onto me! over here! let's go! we have to make it to dropbox! yes! no! go low! woah! don't worry, it can't get in. it's illegal malware, and this app is secure. come on. welcome to dropbox! you are about to leave the phone. remain seated, please! permanecer sentados por favor! might want to hang on! why do they call it dropbox, anyway? oh, this is why! i see why now! i'd better not see that candy corn again! we made it! you guys, chill. we still have to get past... that. oh... shaw. welcome to the firewall, how may I help you? alright, here goes! what should I do? sit in the corner, and don't say a word. keep those soft fingers to yourself. yes, your majesty, princess of nightmares! now gene, step onto the password icon, and i'll feed you the passwords. okay. okay. ten, eleven, two thousand and two. ten, eleven, two thousand and two. ow. cough. access denied. okay, try a different expression. is it going to blast me every time i messed up? yeah, kind of. what do you mean kind of? ready? welcome to the firewall. his favorite food. chimichangas! chimichangas? ow. access denied. huh. this might take a while. oh boy. krav maga! krav maga. major lazer! major lazer. what did i do now? ow. skate, or die! access denied. denied. denied. denied. i don't get it! we've tried all of the important things in alex's life! his favorite pet, his sport, his favorite grandma... i'm sorry, gene. i let us all down. now, if I had to come up with a password, I'd probably use the name of a girl I like. i've been all over the phone! he's never mentioned a girl. yes he has! hi. when I was in the trash, I read a very interesting email, but, i'm just a dunce, in the corner, forbidden to speak... what email? sorry, what? what email? uh, took it out, at school, he was declaring his feelings of love for her, i guess instead of sending it he tossed it in the trash. high five, this is very important. what is her name? her name, yes! excellent question. it... was... tina. karen. marge. lint, lindsay. ack, allison. sarah, or, lupita. i want to say lupita, but that doesn't feel right, now i'm saying it out loud. ugh.. gotta find that email, i think i can access the trash. i got it! addie! yes! yes, that's it, addie! i knew i'd get there! dear addie, you and I, we are like diamonds in the sky. you're a shooting star I see. a vision, ecstacy. shining bright like a diamond. he used a high-five, see? guess now we know why he trashed it. ooh, shade. guys, should we try this? addie! access granted. oh snap. this place, is, amazing. wow, i can't believe it. woah. one little emoji could sure get lost in a place like this. i... i guess we should, make you, a meh before that bot comes back home. oh, oh, so we're gonna do that now. we had a deal, right? yeah, okay. right. i, uh, guess i'll start hacking. ha! we did it, gene! all our dreams are coming true! i'll be alex's favorite again, and you'll be a real meh! ha ha, yeah! do the hand dance. do the hand dance. and pinky. pop it with the pinky. pop it with the pinky. yeah, but this all seems kinda super fast now, doesn't it? i didn't expect to be having these feelings right now. well, maybe you should go and express them while you still can. so, uh, i've been thinking, um, ever since we. jailbreak, you're the coolest, most interesting emoji i've ever met. and, after all the adventures that we've had, i'm just not sure that i want all of that to go away. because, my feelings, right now, are, like, huge. i just think that they could be enough for me to want to stay the way that I am. if it means that i could stay here, with you, like, forever. forever and ever. and ever. maybe longer than that, even? like in the fairy tales. uh... wait, wuh, what is that? gene, if this is about you deciding not to be meh, then, i am all about that. i like you just the way you are, but i had a plan. right. i'm not just some princess, gene, waiting for my prince. i mean, uh, what you said was beautiful, but, gene... ha ha ha! you're all... meh! the source code worked! turns out I didn't need it. for the first time in life, meh is all I feel. oh! gene! i have an appointment. i'm a little early. no prob. i can take you right now. jailbreak! ah! don't do that! that freaking huge bot has got gene back inside the phone! what? he left being more meh than the meh-est meh face i've seen! what did you say to him? it's what I didn't say. we gotta go get him. how are we going to get there in time before he gets deleted? ugh.. i can't believe i'm doing this. you tell anyone you saw this and I'll crack more than those knuckles. woah. birds do like princesses! it's not a myth! it's not a myth at all! what happened with becoming a favorite? because i'd rather have one real friend. let's go get him. i can't wait to see that emoji's face! look at that expression! is that for realizing that you've put all of textopolis at risk? causing Alex to question our reliability? hmm? hey, now that's going too far, even for me! if we could delete this malfunction, before he gets dissapointed, Alex will realize there's nothing wrong with the phone. and any last words? meh. well, it's too late for that. delete him! wait! you delete gene, you'll have to delete me, too. what? i have the same malfunction gene has. dad? oh gosh, i don't know what to do! yes i do! BOTS! sorry misses meh. wow. i did not see that one coming. smiler, I think you might be making too much stink out of all this. oh really? how about you're next? i was wrong, gene. i should have believed in you all along. oh, what a touching daddy son reunion moment! it reminds me of the time I deleted you both! oh wait! that's this time! delete the two malfunctions! How's that for an entroof gasp oh, great. I can't reach! oh no! what did you do to my beautiful monst Ow my tooth! hand, button! jailbreak? oh, gene... you really are a meh... what happened to looking out for number one? being number one doesn't matter if there aren't any other numbers. alex's appointment! he's deleting the phone! nononono no no no no! show me alex. are you sure you want to delete everything? do it! red alert! alex, no! game over. fellas, i'm afraid this is the last call. dude, addie's here. you should go over. every time I try, i screwed up! i don't even know how to tell her how I feel! if we help alex connect to addie, maybe he won't delete us. i might be able to bypass the wipe and get a text through to him. but we'll only have time to send one. maybe I should go! he has love in his eyes. send me! alex looks nervous, too! he's more shy than nervous! stop! it's gene. he's all of those things! emo gees should only be one thing! oh, really? gasp the princess! linda? not now, mom! gene, you got this. that's not me anymore. but I have to try. it's starting! no! it's ending! almost in? working on it! mom? dad? no.. i'm in! last time I was in this cube I screwed everything up. gene, why do you think I came back? it's because of you. me. it's all inside of you, gene. just try to bring it back. and do you. high five! i don't want to wave goodbye! it's now or never, gene! jailbreak, now! woah! she got this emoji! no way! hey, i got your text! that's one super cool emoji! i know, right? a lot of feelings in one! i get it! i like that you're one of those guys who actually expresses feelings! yeah, that's me! so, do you think you cou yes, i'd love to go to the dance with you. we made it! oh, i could have lost you, peter pinky finger... oh, you wretchy ring finger, even you, tiberius thumb... change your mind? yeah, maybe it's weird, but i'm going to hold onto it. gene, you did it! you saved us all! oh, mel... gee hee eene! gee hee hee heene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! gene! and us! and high five! and high five! and high five! and high five! hey, what happened, gene? slap me some skin! and a little orange for the pinky! hey high five! save a little hand for later! unless you know the hamburger! back on top of the hand pile! you're not on the list! wait, what? what's going on? ha! from now on, everyone is welcome! wait, what is all this? it's for you, gene! everybody! the emoji bob! this is so jazzy... go eggplant! go eggplant! go eggplant! we are out of Alex's pocket, emo gees! this is not a butt dial! to your cubes! are we up and running? roger that. good, because we got incoming! looks like it's gonna be gene. hey gene, ready to try out your new cube? in 3, 2...

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1- Can you see?- Yeah.- You sure?- Mm-hmm.How about now?Can you see now?All right.Ready? Three fingers.Nice!- Nice throw, kiddo!- Go.Hey, you guys want mayoor mustard, or both?Who wants mayo on a hotdog?Pardon your brothers. Two mustards, please!Thanks, momma.Got it.Nate, mayo or mustard?I want ketchup.Mind your elbow...Good job, Hawkeye!Go get your arrow.Hey, guys. Enough practice.Soup's on.All right. We're coming.We're hungry.Lila, let's go.Lila?Honey?Babe?Babe?Babe?Boys!Boys?Laura!You don't need to do that,because you're justholding the position.Come on.That was close.That's a goal. We'renow one a-piece.I would like to try again.We're tied up.Feel the tension? It's fun.That was terrible. Now youhave a chance to win.And you won. Congratulations.Fair game.Good sport.You had fun?It was fun.This thing on?Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.If you find this recording...don't post it, on social media.It's gonna be a real tear-jerker.I don't know if you'reever gonna see these.I don't even knowif you're still...Oh, God. I hope so...Today is day 21... uh, 22.You know, if it wasn't forthe existensial terror ofstaring into theliteral void of space,I'd say, I'm feelingmore better today.The infection's run its course,thanks to the blue meanie back there.You'd love her. Very practical.Only a tiny bit sadistic.Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, butwe figured out a way to reverse the ion chargeto buy ourselves, about,48 hours of playtime.But it's now dead in the water.We're 1,000 lightyearsfrom the nearest 7-11.Oxygen will run outtomorrow morning.That'll be it.And Pep, I...I know I said nomore surprises, butI gotta say I was really hopingto pull off one last one.But it looks like...Well, you know whatit looks like.Don't feel bad about this.I mean actually if yougrovel for a couple weeks,and then, move onwith enormous guilt.I should probably lie down.I'm gonna caress myPlease know that...When I drift off, it will begoodbye the whole time...I'll think about you.Because it's always you.- Couldn't stop him.- Neither could I.I lost the kid.Tony, we lost.Is, umm...Oh, my God!It's okay.It's been 23 days sinceThanos came to Earth.World governments are in pieces.The parts that are still workingare trying to take a census,And it looks like he did...He did exactly what he said hewas gonna do. Thanos wiped out.....fifty percent ofall living creatures.Where is he now? Where?We don't know.He just opened a portaland walked through.What's wrong with him?He's pissed.He thinks he failed.Which of course he did, but there's alot of that goin' around, ain't there?Honestly, at this exact second, Ithought you were a Build-A-Bear.Maybe I am.We've been hunting Thanosfor three weeks now.Deep space scans, andsatellites, and we got nothing.- Tony you fought him.- Who told you that?Didn't fight him.No. He wiped my facewith a planet while aBleecker Street magiciangave away the stone.- That's what happened. There was no fight...- Okay.Did he give you any clues?Any coordinates, anything?Pfft!I saw this coming a few years back. I hada vision. I didn't wanna believe it.Thought I was dreaming.- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.- And I needed you.As in past tense. That trumps whatyou need. It's too late, buddy.Sorry.You know what I need?I need to shave.- And I believe I rememeber telling- Tony, Tony, Tony...why that otherwise,that what we needed was a suit of armoraround the world. Remember that?Whether it impacted our preciousfreedoms, or not. That's what we needed.- Well that didn't work out, did it?- I said we'd lose.You said, "We'll dothat together, too."Well guess what, Cap? We lost.You weren't there.But that's what we do, right?Our best work after the fact?We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?Not the Prevengers?Okay. You made your point.Just sit down, okay?- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.- Tony, sit, sit down!We need you. You're new blood.Bunch of tired old mills...I got nothing for you, Cap.I got no coordinates,no clues, no strategies,no options...Zero. Zip. Nada. Notrust, you liar...Here, take this. You findhim and you put that on.You hide.- Tony!- I'm fine. I...Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonnaprobably be out for the rest of the day.You guys take care of him. And I'll bringan Bezurian elixir when I come back.- Where are you going?- To kill Thanos.Hey.You know we usually workas a team here, andbetween you and I we'realso a little fragile.We realize up there is more yourterritory but this is our fight, too.- You even know where he is?- I know people who might.Don't bother.I can tell you where Thanos is.Thanos spent a long timetrying to perfect me.Then when he worked, hetalked about his great plan.Even disassembled, Iwanted to please him.I'd ask, where would we goonce his plan was complete?His answer was always the same.To The Garden.That's cute. Thanos hasa retirement plan.So where is he, then?When Thanos snapped his fingers,Earth became ground zero for a power surgeof ridiculously cosmic proportions.No one's ever seen anything like it...until two days ago.On this planet.Thanos is there.He used the stones again.Hey, hey, hey...We'd be going inshort-handed, you know?- Look, he still got the stones, so...- So let's get him.- We use them to bring everyone back.- Just like that?Yeah. Just like that.Even if there's a small chancethat we can undo this...I mean, we owe it to everyonewho's not in this room to try.If we do this, how do we know it's gonnaend any differently than it did before?Because before, youdidn't have me.Hey, new girl, everybody in thisroom is about that superhero life.And if you don't mind my asking, wherethe hell have you been all this time?There are a lot of otherplanets in the universe.And unfortunately, theydidn't have you guys.I like this one.Let's go get thisson of a bitch.Okay. Who here hasn'tbeen to space?You better not throwup on my ship.Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.I'll head down for recon.- This is gonna work Steve.- I know it will.Because I don't know whatI'm gonna do if it doesn't.No satellites, no ships, no armies,no ground defenses of any kind.It's just him.Then that's enough.Oh, no.Where are they?Answer the question.The universerequired correction.After that, the stones servedno purpose, beyond temptation.You murdered trillions!You should be grateful.- Where are the stones?- Gone.- Reduced to atoms.- You used them two days ago.I used the stones todestroy the stones.It nearly killed me.But the work is done.It always will be.I am inevitable.We have to tear this place apart.He has to be lying.My father is many things.A liar is not one of them.Thank you, Daughter.Perhaps I treatedyou too harshly...What... what did you do?I went for the head.So I, uh...Went on a date the other day.It's the first time in five years,you know? Sit there, dinner...I didn't know whatto talk about.What did you talk about?Same old crap, you know? Howthings have changed, and...My job, his job....How much we miss the Mets.Then things get quiet..He cried as they wereserving the salads.What about you?I cried just before dessert.But I'm seeing himagain tomorrow, so...That's great.You did the hardest part.You took the jump, youdidn't know where youwere gonna come down.And that's it. That's those littlebrave baby steps you gotta take.To try and become whole again.To try and find purpose.I went in the ice in '45 rightafter I met the love of my life.Woke up 70 years later.You got to move on.Got to move on.The world is in our hands.It's left to us guys.And we got to dosomething with it.Otherwise...Thanos should'vekilled all of us.What the hell?Hope?Kid! Hey, kid!What the hell happened here?My God...No. Please. Please, please.No, no, no...Excuse me. Sorry.No, Cassie, no.No.No, no.Please, please,please, please....No, Cassie...What?Cassie?Dad?You're so big!Yeah, we boarded that highlysuspect warship Danvers pinged.It was an infectiousgarbage scowl.So, thanks for the hot tip.- Well, you were closer.- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.You get a readingon those tremors?It was a mild subductionunder the African plate.Do we have a visual? Howare we handling it?Nat, it's an earthquakeunder the ocean.We handle it by not handling it.Carol, are we seeingyou here next month?- Not likely.- What, you gonna get another haircut?Listen, fur-face. I'mcovering a lot of territory.The things that arehappening on Earth arehappening everywhere, onthousands of planets.That's a good point.That's a good point.So you might not seeme for a long time.All right. Uh, well...This channel is always active.So, anything goes sideways...Anyone's making troublewhere they shouldn't...- Comes through me.- Okay.All right.Good luck.- Where are you?- Mexico.The federales found aroom full of bodies.Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Nevereven had the chance to get their guns off.- It's probably a rival gang...- Except it isn't.It's definitely Barton.What he's done here, what he'sbeen doing for the last few years,I mean, the scenethat he left...I gotta tell you, there's a part ofme that doesn't even wanna find him.Will you find out wherehe's going next?Nat...Please.Okay.You know I'd offer to clip your dinnerbut you seem pretty miserable already.You here to do your laundry?And to see a friend.Clearly, your friend is fine.You know I saw a pod of whaleswhen I was coming up the bridge.- In the Hudson?- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.You know, if you're about to tellme to look on the bright side...Um...I'm about to hit you in the headwith a peanut butter sandwich.Sorry. Force of habit.You know I keep telling everybodythey should move on and... grow.Some do.But not us.- If I move on, who does this?- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.I used to have nothing.And then I got this.This job.This family.And I was... I wasbetter because of it.And even though...they're gone...Now, I'm stilltrying to be better.I think we bothneed to get a life.You first.Oh... Hi. Hi!Is anyone home?This is Scott Lang.We met a few years ago, at the airport?In Germany?I got really big andI had my mask on.- You wouldn't recognize me.- Is this an old message?Ant-Man? Ant-Man, Iknow you know that.It's the front gate.I need to talk to you guys.Scott.- Are you okay?- Yeah.Have either of you guys everstudied quantum physics?Only in mid-conversation.Alright. So...Five years ago, right before...Thanos,I was in a place calledthe quantum realm.The quantum realm is like itsown microscopic universe.To get in there, you have to beincredibly small. Hope, she's my...She... she was my...She was supposed to pull me out.And then Thanos happened, and- I got stuck in there.- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.Yeah, but that's just it.It wasn't.For me it was five hours.See, the rules of the quantum realmaren't like they are up here.Everything is unpredictable. Is thatanybody's sandwich? I'm starving.Scott.What are you talking about?So...What I'm saying is...Time works differentlyin the quantum realm.The only problem is right now, wedon't have a way to navigate it.But what if we did?I can't stop thinking about it. Whatif we could somehow control the chaos,and we could navigate it? What ifthere was a way that we can enterthe quantum realm at a certainpoint in time but thenexit the quantum realm atanother point in time? Like...Like before Thanos.Wait, are you talkingabout a time machine?No. No, of course not.No, not a time machine.It's more like a...Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.It's crazy.But I can't stop thinking about it.There's gotta be...Some wa... It's crazy.I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,nothing sounds crazy anymore.So who do we talk to about this?Chow-time!Morgoona.Morgan H. Stark.Want some lunch?- Define lunch or be disintegrated.- Okay.You should not bewearing that, okay?That is part of a special anniversarygift I'm making for Mom.There you go. Are youthinking about lunch?Want a handful of crickets?- No.- That's what you want.- How did you find this?- Garage.Really?- Were you looking for it?- No.I found it, though.You like going to the garage, huh?So does Daddy.It's fine actually. Mom neverwears anything I wear.Now, we know whatit sounds like...Tony after everything you've seen,is anything really impossible...Quantum fluctuation messeswith the Planck scale,which then triggers the Deutschproposition. Can we agree on that?Thank you.In Layman's terms, it meansyou're not coming home.- I did.- No.You accidentally survived. It's a---It's a billion-to-onecosmic fluke.And now you wanna pull a...What do you call it?- A time heist?- Yeah. Time heist.Of course. Why didn't wethink of this before?Oh! Because it's laughable?Because it's a pipedream?The stones are in the past. Wecan go back and we can get them.We can snap our own fingers.We can bring everybody back.Or screw it up worse thanhe already has, right?I don't believe we would.Gotta say this. Sometimes, Imiss that giddy optimism.However, high hopes won'thelp if there's no logical,tangible, way for me to safelyexecute said time heist.I believe the most likely outcomewill be our collective demise.Not if we strictly followthe rules of time travel.That means no talking to our past selves,no betting on sporting events...I'm gonna stop youright there, Scott.Are you seriously tellingme that your plan tosave the universe is basedon Back to the Future?- No.- Good. You had me worried there.'Cause that'd be horseshit. That'snot how quantum physics works.Tony...We have to take a stand.We did stand. Andyet, here we are.I know you got a lot on the line.You got a wife, a daughter.But I lost someone very important to me.A lot of people did.And now, now, we have a chance to bringher back. To bring everyone back.And you're telling methat you won't even...That's right, Scott.I won't. Leave it.Got a kid.Mommy told me tocome and save you.Good job. I'm saved.I wish you'd come here toask me something else.Anything else. Honestly, Imissed you guys, it was...- Oh, and table's set for six.- Tony, I get it.And I'm happy for you.I really am.But this is a second chance.I got my second chanceright here, Cap.I can't roll the dice again.If you don't talk shop,you can stay for lunch.- He's scared.- He's not wrong.Yeah, but I mean,what are we gonna do?We need him. What,are we gonna stop?No. I wanna do it right.We're gonna need areally big brain.Bigger than his?Come on. I feel like I'm the onlyone eating. Try some of that.Have some eggs.I'm so confused.- These are confusing times.- Right. No, no...- That's not what I meant. I...- No, I get it.I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.- I'm wearing shirts now.- Yeah! How? Why?Five years ago wegot our asses beat.Except it was worse for me.Because I lost twice.First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.Then, we all lost.- No one blamed you, Bruce.- I did.For years I've beentreating the Hulk like he'ssome kind of disease,something to get rid of.But then I started lookingat him as the cure.Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I putthe brains and the brawn together.And now look at me.Best of both worlds.- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?- Yes?- Can we get a photo?- 100%, little person.Come on, step on up. You mind?Oh.- Say "green."- Green.Greeeen.- Did you get that?- That's good.Don't you wanna grab one with me?I'm Ant-Man.They're Hulk fans.They don't know Ant-Man.- Nobody does.- Wait, no, no, he wants to...You want to take apicture with him, right?He's even saying no he doesn't.I get it.I don't want it either. I don'twant a picture with them.- He's gonna feel bad.- Sorry.- They said they'd do it.- I don't want it anymore.- You'd feel bad...- Take the goddamn phone.Thank you, Mr. Hulk.No, it's great, kids.Thank you very much.- Hulk out!- Bruce.- Dab.- Bruce.Listen to your Mom.She knows better.- About we were saying...- Right.The whole time travel do-over?Guys, it's outside ofmy area of expertise.Well, you pulled this off.I remember a time when thatseemed pretty impossible, too.Look at a mod inspiration,let me see what checks out.So, recommend one last sim beforewe pack it in for the night.This time, in the shape of amobius strip, inverted. Please?Processing...Give me that eigenvalue. That, particlefactoring, and spectral decomp.- Gotta take a second.- Just a moment.And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.I'm just kinda...Model rendered.Shit!Shit!What are you doingup, Little Miss?- Shit.- No. We don't say that.Only Mommy says that word. Shecoined it, it belongs to her.Why you up?'Cause I got some important shitgoing on here. What do you think?No, I got something on my mind.I got something on my mind.- Was it Juice Pops?- Sure was.That's extortion.Great minds think alike. JuicePops, exactly was on...my mind.You done? Yeah? Now you are.- That face, goes there.- Tell me a story.A story.Once upon a time, a littlegirl went to bed. The end.That ain't the whole story.Come on, that's yourfavorite story.I love you tons.I love you 3,000.Wow.3,000. That's crazy.Go to bed. Or I'llsell all your toys.Night-night.Not that it's a competition,but she loves me 3,000.You were somewhere inthe low 6 to 900 range.- What you reading?- Just a book on composting.What's new with composting?- Just ....- I figured it out...by the way.You know, just so we're talkingabout the same thing...Time travel.What?Wow.That's...Amazing, and.... terrifying.That's right.- I got really lucky.- Yeah. I know.- A lot of people didn't.- No, I can't help everybody.- It sorta seems like you can.- Not if I stop.I can put a pin in itright now, and stop.Tony...trying to get you to stop has been oneof the few failures of my entire life.I sometimes feel I should put it in a lockedbox and drop it at the bottom of a lake......go to bed.But would you be able to rest?Okay, here we go. Timetravel test number one.Scott, fire up the, uhh...The van thing.Breakers are set. Emergencygenerators are on standby.Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don'twanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.- Excuse me?- He's kidding.You can't say things like that.Just... it was, just a bad joke.- You were kidding, right?- I have no idea.We're talking about time travel here.Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.We're good! Get your helmet on.Scott, I'm gonna send youback a week, but you'll walkaround for an hour, then bringyou back in 10 seconds.- Makes sense?- Perfectly not confusing.Good luck, Scott. You got this.You're right. I do,Captain America.On the count of three.3.. 2.. 1..Guys? This doesn't feel right.- What's going on? Hold on.- Who is that?- Is that Scott?- Yes, it's Scott!Ooh! My back!- Can you bring him back?- I'm working on it!A baby.- It's Scott.- As a baby!Bring Scott back.When I say kill thepower, kill the power.And... kill it!Somebody peed my pants.I don't know if it was"baby" me or "old" me.Or, just "me" me.Time travel!What?I see this as an absolute win.Why the long face?Let me guess. Heturned into a baby.Among other things, yeah.What are you doing here?That's the EPR paradox.Instead of pushing Lang through time, youmight've wound up pushing time through Lang.It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebodycoulda cautioned you against it.- You did.- Oh, did I?Thank God, I'm here.Regardless, I fixed it.A fully functioningtime-space GPS.I just want peace.Turns out, resentment iscorrosive, and I hate it.Me, too.We got a shot at gettingthese stones, but Igotta tell you mypriority is to bring backwhat we lost? I hope, yes.Keep what I found? Ihave to, at all costs.And, maybe not dietrying will be nice.Sounds like a deal.- Tony, I don't know...- Why? He made it for you.Plus, honestly I have to get it out thegarage before Morgan takes it sledding.Thank you, Tony.Will you keep that a little quietly?Didn't bring one for the whole team.- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?- We're working on that right now.- Hey, humie! Where's big green?- Kitchen. I think.- That's awesome.- Rodent, careful on re-entry.There's an idiot onthe landing zone.Oh, God!What's up, regular-sized man?Kind of a step down from a golden palacefor an Avenger highness or whatnot.Hey, have a little compassion, pal.First, they've lost Asgard,then half the people. They're probablyjust happy they have a home.You shouldn't have come!Valkyrie!Great to see you, Angry Girl.I think I liked you bettereither of the other ways.- This is Rocket.- How you doin'?- He won't see you.- That bad, huh?We only see him once a month,when he comes in for......supplies.- It's that bad.- Yeah.What the...Woo! Something died in here.Hello? Thor?Are you here about the cable?The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...Boys! Oh, my God!My God! How have you been?Come here, you little rascal!No, I'm good! I'm good.That's not necessary!Hulk, you know my friends,Miek, Korg, right?- Hey, boys!- Hey, guys. Long time no see.Beer's on the bucket. Feelfree to log on to the wi-fi.No password, obviously.Thor, he's back. That kid on the TVwho's called me a dickhead again.- Noobmaster.- Yeah, Noobmaster69.Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.You know, the God of Thunder?Listen, buddy. If you don't log offthis game immediately I'm gonna flyhome to your house, come down tothat basement you're hiding in,rip off your arms thenshove them up your butt!Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry toyour father, you little weasel!Thank you, Thor.Let me know if hebothers you again, okay?Thank you very much. I will.So you guys want a drink?What are you drinking?We have beer, tequila,all sorts of things.Buddy, you all right?Yes, I'm fine! Why,don't I look all right?You look like melted ice cream.So, what's up?We need your help. There might bea chance we could fix everything.What, like the cable? 'Cause that'sbeen driving me bananas for weeks.Like Thanos.Don't say that name.Um, yeah. We don't actuallysay that name in here.Please take your hand off me.Now, I know that...guy might scare you.Why would I be? Why would, whywould I be scared of that guy?I'm the one who killedthat guy, remember?Anyone else herekilled that guy?Nope. Didn't think so.Korg, why don't you, tell everybodywho chopped Thanos' big head off.Umm... Stormbreaker?Now, who's swingingStormbreaker?I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?I've been there myself.You wanna know whohelped me out of it?I don't know. Is it... Natasha?It was you.You helped me.Why don't you ask the,Asgardians down there,how much my help was worth.The ones that are left, anyway.I think we can bring them back.Stop. Just, stop...I know you think I'm down here wallowing inmy own self-pity, waiting to be rescued andand saved. But I'm fine, okay?We're fine, aren't we?Nah, all good here, mate!So, whatever it is thatyou're offering, we'renot into it, don't care,couldn't care less.Goodbye.We need you, pal.There's beer on the ship.What kind?It's him! He's after Akihiko!We never did anything to you!You're done hurting people.You're crazy!Wait! Help me!What I want...You can't give me.You shouldn't be here.Neither should you.I've got a job to do.Is that what you'recalling this?Killing all these people isn'tgonna bring your family back.We found something.A chance, maybe...Don't.Don't what?Don't give me hope.I'm sorry I couldn'tgive it to you sooner.Drifting left. On theside there, Lebowski.- Ratchet, how's it going?- It's Rocket.Take it easy. You're onlya genius on Earth, pal.Yup.Time travel suit? Not bad.Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!- I'm being very careful.- No, you're being very Hulky.- I'm being careful.- These are Pym particles, all right?And ever since Hank Pym got snappedout of existence, this is it.This is what we have. We'renot making any more.- Scott, calm down.- Sorry.We've got enough forone round trip, each.That's it. No do-overs.Plus, two test runs.One test run.All right. I'm notready for this.I'm game.I'll do it.Clint, now you're gonna feela little discombobulatedfrom the chronoshift.Don't worry about it.Wait a second, let meask you something.If we can do this, you know, goback in time, why don't we justfind baby Thanos, you know?And...- First of all, that's horrible.- It's Thanos.And secondly, time doesn't work that way.Changing the past doesn't change the future.Look, we go back, we get thestones before Thanos gets them...Thanos doesn't have the stones.Problem solved.- Bingo.- That's not how it works.- Well, that's what I heard.- What? By who? Who told you that?Star Trek, Terminator,TimeCop, Time After Time,- Quantum Leap.- A Wrinkle in Time,- Somewhere in Time,- Hot Tub Time Machine.Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,any movie that deals with time travel.Die Hard? No, it's not...This is known.I don't know why everyone believesthat, but that isn't true.Think about it: If you travel to thepast, that past becomes your future.And your former presentbecomes the past.Which can't now be changedby your new future...Exactly.So Back to the Future'sa bunch of bullshit?All right, Clint. We're going in 3..2.. 1...Cooper?- Where are my headphones?- Lila?Lila! No!Dad?Dad?Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?Yeah.It worked.It worked.Okay, so the "how" works.Now we gotta figure out the"when," and the "where."Almost everyone in thisroom has had an encounterwith at least one of thesix Infinity Stones.Well, I'd subtitute theword 'encounter' for 'damnnear been killed by one ofthe six Infinity Stones.'I haven't. I don't even know whatthe hell you're all talking about.Regardless, we only have enough PymParticles for one round trip each,and these stones have been in a lot ofdifferent places throughout history.Our history. So, not a lot ofconvenient spots to just drop in.- Which means we have to pick our targets.- Correct.So. Let's startwith the Aether.Thor, what do you know?Is he asleep?Where to start? Umm...The Aether, first,is not a stone.Someone's called it a stone before.Ahem...It's more of a... an angrysludge, sort of thing. So...Someone's gonna need to amendthat, and stop saying that.Here's an interestingstory, though.About the Aether. Mygrandafther, many yearsago, had to hide the stonefrom the Dark Elves.Scary beings. So Jane...Oh, there she is. That's Jane...She's... an old flame of mine.She... she stuck her handinside a rock this one time...and then the Aether stuckitself inside her.And, she became very, very sick.So I had to take her toAsgard, which is where I'm from.And we had to try and fix her.We were dating at the time, you see. Igot to introduce her to my Mother...who's dead, and umm....Oh, you know. Jane and I aren'teven dating anymore, so...These things happen though, you know.Nothing lasts forever.- The only thing that...- Why don't you come sit down.I'm not done yet. The only thing thatis permanent in life, is impermanence.Awesome.Eggs? Breakfast?No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.Quill said he stole thePower Stone from Morag.- Is that a person?- Morag's a planet.Quill was a person.Like a planet? Likein outer space?Oh, look. It's like a littlepuppy, all happy and everything.Do you wanna go to space? Youwanna go to space, puppy?I'll take you to space.- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.- What is Vormir?A dominion of death, at the verycenter of Celestial existence.It's where... Thanosmurdered my sister.Noted.- That Time Stone guy...- Doctor Strange.Yeah, what kindof doctor was he?- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.- Nice place in the village, though.- Yeah. Sullivan Street.- Hmm... Bleecker.Wait, he lived in New York?- No. He lived in Toronto.- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.Guys, if you pick the right year,there are three stones in New York.Shut the front door!All right. We have a plan.Six stones, threeteams, one shot.Five years ago, we lost.All of us.We lost friends...We lost family...We lost a part of ourselves.Today, we have a chanceto take it all back.You know your teams, youknow your missions.Get the stones, get them back.One round trip each. No mistakes.No do-overs.Most of us are goingsomewhere we know.But it doesn't mean weshould know what to expect.Be careful. Look outfor each other.This is the fight of our lives.And we're gonna win.Whatever it takes.Good luck.- He's pretty good at that.- Right?All right. You heard the man.Stroke those keys, jelly green.Tractors engaged.You promise to bring thatback in one piece, right?Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah. Okay.- I'll do my best.- As promises go, that was pretty lame.See you in a minute.All right, we all have our assignments.Two stones uptown, one stone, down.Stay low. Keep aneye on the clock.Feel free to smash ifthings don't go your way.I think it's gratuitous,but whatever.I'd be careful going that way.We just had the floors waxed.Ma'am, I'm lookingfor Doctor Strange.You're about... fiveyears too early.Stephen Strange is currently performingsurgery about twenty blocks that way.What do you want from him?That, actually.Ah.- I'm afraid not.- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.- You don't wanna do this.- You're right. I don't.But I need that stone, andI don't have time to...Let's start over, shall we?That's Jane.All right.Here's the deal, Tubby:You're gonna charm her and I'mgonna poke her with this thingand extract the Reality Stoneand get gone, lickety-split.I'll be right back, okay? There's awine cellar, that's just down there.My father used to fishwith a barrel of ale.- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?Who's the fancy broad?It's my Mother.She dies today.Oh. That's today?I can't do this.I can't do this.I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.This was a bad idea.- Come here.- No, no, no. I think I'm having...- I'm having a panic attack.- Come here. Right here.You think you're the only one who lostpeople? What do you think we're doing here?I lost the onlyfamily I ever had.Quill, Groot, Drax, the chickwith the antenna, all gone.Now, I get you miss your Mom.But she's gone. Really gone.And there are plenty of peoplewho are only kinda gone.But you can help them.So is it too much to ask that youbrush the crumbs outta your beard,make schmoopy talk to PrettyPants, and when she's not looking,suck out the Infinity Stone andhelp me get my family back?Okay.- Are you crying?- No...Yes!Get it together!You can do this.You can do this.All right?- Yes, I can.- Good.I can do this.I can't do this.Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.This is our shot.Thor?Thor!Alright. Bring it down low.Right on that line. That's it.Down, down.Hey, can we hurry it up?Guys, chop-chop. Come on.We're on the clock.All that, is really helpful.- Take care, okay?- Yeah.Take that stone and come back.No messing around.- Hey.- You got this.- Let's get it done.- Yes, sir.See you back.You guys watch each other's six.Yeah.The coordinates forVormir are laid in.All they have to dois not fall out.We're a long way from Budapest.Okay, so, uhh...We just wait around for thisQuill guy to show up andthen he leads us to thePower Stone, is that it?Let's take cover.We're not the only ones in2014 looking for the stones.Wait a minute, what areyou talking about rightnow? Who else is lookingfor these stones?My father, my sister...- and me.- And you?Where are you right now?- You're welcome.- I didn't ask for your help.And yet, you always need it.Get up.- Father wants us back on the ship.- Why?He's found an Infinity Stone.- Where?- On a planet called Morag.Father's plan isfinally in motion.- One stone isn't six, Nebula.- It's a start.If he gets all of them...Ronan's located the Power Stone.I'm dispatching you to his ship.- He won't like that.- His alternative is death, then.Ronan's obsessionclouds his judgement.We will not fail you, Father.No, you won't.I swear...I will make you proud.We just, wait around forthis Quill guy to show up,and then he leads us to thePower Stone, is that it?Let's take cover.We're not the only ones in2014 looking for the stones.- Who was that?- I don't know...My head is splitting...I don't know...Her synaptic drive wasprobably damaged in battle.Bring her to my ship.Got to hustle, Cap. Things look likethey're just about wrapped up here.Got it. I'm approachingthe elevator now.If it's all the same to you...I'll have that drink now.All right. Good one. No standing around,I'm closing up this door for later.By the way, feelfree to clean up.Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almostforgot that that suit- did nothing for your ass.- No one asked you to look.I think you look great, Cap.As far as I'm concerned,that's America's ass.- Uhh, magic wand?- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.We can take thatoff your hands.By all means.- Careful with that thing!- Unless you want your mind erased.- Not in a fun way.- We promise to be careful.- Who are these guys?- They are SHIELD...Well, actually Hydra. But,we didn't know that yet.Seriously, you didn't? I mean...they look like bad guys.You're small, butyou're talking loud.On my way down tocoordinate search and rescue.On my way down tocoordinate search and rescue!I mean, honestly! How doyou think you'll be...Shut up.All right, you're up, little buddy.There's our stone.Alright. Flick me.- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.- Hey! Buddy.What do you think? Maximumoccupancy has been reached.- Take the stairs!- Yeah. Stop. Stop!Take the stairs.Take the stairs!All right, Cap. I got our scepter in theelevator just passing the 80th floor.On it.- Head to the lobby.- Alright. I'll see you there.Evidence secure. We'reen route to Dr. List.No. No hitches at all, Mr.Secretary.Captain. I thought you werecoordinating search and rescue?Change of plans.Hey, Cap.Rumlow.I just got a call from the Secretary. I'mgonna be running point on the scepter.Sir? I don't understand.We got word there may bean attempt to steal it.Sorry, Cap.I can't give you the scepter.- I'm gonna have to call the Director.- That's okay. Trust me.Hail Hydra.So many stairs!Thumbelina, do you copy?I've got eyes on the prize.- It is go-time.- Bombs away.Is, is that Axe body spray?Yeah, I had a can justfor emergencies. Relax.- Can we focus, please?- I'm going inside you. Now.May I ask youwhere you're going?To lunch and then Asgard.I'm sorry, you are?Alexander Pierce. He's the man, oneof the folks behind Nick Fury.My friends call me Mr. Secretary.I'm gonna have to ask you toturn that prisoner over to me.- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.Odin can have what's left. AndI'm gonna need that case.That's been SHIELD propertyfor over 70 years.Hand over the case, Stark.All right, move it, Stuart Little. Thingsare getting dicey up here. Let's go.I'm not gonna argue who's got thehigher authority here, all right?You promise me you won't die?You're only giving me amild cardiac dysrythmia.That doesn't sound mild.I need the case.I know you got a lotta pull.I'm just saying...Okay. Then give me the case.Do it, Lang!- Get your hands off!- Window's closing. Pull my pin!Here goes!- Stark?- Stark!Look, he's convulsing.Give him air!- Medic!- Medic!You got some help!Stark, you--- yourchest machine?Breathe! Breathe!Good job. Meet me in the alley.I'm gonna grab a quick slice.No stairs!You'll be fine, Stark.Stay with us!I'll try something, okay? I haveno idea if it's gonna work.Yes!That worked a treat.That was so crazy!I had no idea ifthat was gonna work.- The case...- The case. It's, uhh...Where's the case? Where's Loki?Loki!- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?- Oh, we blew it.Loki!?Tony, what's going on?Tell me you found that cube.Oh, you gotta be shitting me.I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.I'm not Loki.And I don't wanna hurt you.I can do this all day.Yeah, I know. I know.Where did you get this?Bucky... is... alive!What?That is America's ass.- Please, please!- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.If I give up the Time Stone to helpyour reality, I'm dooming my own.With all due respect, I'm not surethe science really supports that.The Infinity Stones create what youexperience as the flow of time.Remove one of the stones,and that flow splits.Now this may benefit your reality.But my new one, not so much.In this new branched reality, without ourchief weapon against the forces of darkness,our world will be overrun.Millions will suffer.So, tell me, doctor, can yourscience prevent all that?No. But we can erase it.Because once we're done with the stones, wecan return each one into its own timelineat the moment it was taken.So, chronologically...In that reality....it never left.Yes, but you're leaving outthe most important part.In order to return thestones, you have to survive.We will. I will. I promise.I can't risk thisreality on a promise.It's the duty, of the SorcererSupreme to protect the Time Stone.Then why the hell didStrange give it away?- What did you say?- Strange. He gave it away.He gave it to Thanos.- Willingly?- Yes.- Why?- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.Or I did.Strange was meant tobe the best of us.So he must've doneit for a reason.I fear you might be right.Thank you.I'm counting on you, Bruce.We all are.Run diagnostics.Show me her memory file.Sire, the file appears entangled.It was a memory, but not hers.There's another consciousnesssharing her network.Another Nebula.Impossible.This duplicate carries a time stamp...from nine years in the future.Where is this other Nebula?In our solar system.On Morag.- Can you access her?- Yes. The two are linked.Search the duplicate'smemories, for Infinity Stones.And these stones have been in a lot ofdifferent places throughout history.Our history. So, not a lot ofconvenient spots to just drop in.- Which means we have to pick our targets.- Correct.Freeze image.Terrans.Avengers.Unruly wretches. What'sthat reflection?Amplify this, Maw.I don't understand.- Two Nebulas.- No. The same Nebula.From two different times.Set course for Morag. Scanthe duplicate's memories.I want to see everything.My ladies, I'll see you after.Go on.- What are you doing?- Ahh!You're better off leaving thesneaking to your brother.Yeah, I was simply justgoing for a walk, and uh...What are you wearing?I always wear this. Thisis one of my favorites.What's wrong with your eye?Oh, my eye. That's... youremember the Battle of Haroquin?When I got hit in theface with a broadsword?You're not the Thor Iknow at all, are you?Yes, I am.The future hasn't beenkind to you, has it?I didn't say I'mfrom the future.I was raised by witches, boy.I see with more thaneyes, and you know that.I am totally, totallyfrom the future!Yes, you are.- I really need to talk to you.- We can talk.His head was over there...His body over there...What was the point.I was too late.I was just standing there.- Some idiot with an ax.- You're no idiot.You're here aren't you? Seeking counselfrom the wisest person in Asgard.- I guess, yeah.- Idiot? No.- A failure? Absolutely.- That's a little bit harsh.You do know whatthat makes you?Just like everyone else.I'm not supposed to belike everyone else, am I?Everyone fails at who theyare supposed to be, Thor.The measure of aperson, of a herois how well they succeedat being who they are.I really missed you, Mum.Thor! I got it!Get that rabbit!- Ma, I have to tell you something.- No, son. You don't.You're here to repairyour future, not mine.- But this is about your future.- It's none of my business.Hey.You must be Mom.I got the thing. Comeon, we got to move.- I wish we had more time.- This was a gift.And you're going to be theman you're meant to be.- I love you, Mom.- I love you.And eat a salad.- Come on. We gotta go.- Goodbye.- Three... two...- No, wait!Wh- what am I looking at?Oh, sometimes it takes a second.I'm still worthy.Oh, boy.Goodbye, Mom.So he's an idiot?What's that?The tool of a thief.Whoa, whoa,whoa, whoa...This is the part where spikes come out,with skeletons on the end and everything...What are you talking about?When you break into a place calledthe temple of the Power Stone,There's gonna be a bunch of boobytraps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.I wasn't always like this.Me either.But we work withwhat we got, right?Sync up.Three.. two.. one...You murdered trillions!You should be grateful.- Where are the stones?- Gone.- Reduced to atoms.- You used them two days ago.I used the stones to destroy the stones.It nearly killed me.But the work is done.It always will be.I am inevitable.- What did you do to them?- Nothing. Yet.They're not trying to stop somethingI'm going to do in our time.They're trying to undo somethingI've already done in theirs.The stones...I found them all.I won.Tipped the cosmicscales to balance.This is your future.It's my destiny.My father is many things. Aliar is not one of them.Thank you, Daughter.Perhaps I treatedyou too harshly...And that, is destiny fulfilled.Sire, your Daughter...No......is a traitor.That's not me. It's not. I could never...I would never betray you. Never.I know.And you'll have thechance to prove it.No...He knows!Barton? Barton, come in.Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.Come on!Come in, we have a prob....Thanos knows.Thanos...Cap...Sorry, buddy.We got a problem.Huh. Yeah, we do.- Well, what are we gonna do now?- You know what, give me a break, Steve.I just got hit in thehead with a Hulk.You said that we had one shot.This, this was our shot.We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.Six stones or nothing.You're repeating yourself, you know that?You're repeating yourself.You're repeating yourself.You're repeating yourself.- No!- Come on.You never wanted a time heist, youwent on board with the time heist...- I dropped the ball.- You ruined the time heist.- Is that what I did?- Yeah!Are there any other optionswith the Tesseract?No, no, no. There'sno other options.There's no do-overs. We'renot going anywhere else.We have one particle left. Each.That's it, alright? We use that...Bye, bye. You're not going home.Yeah, well if we don't try...then no one else isgoing home, either.I got it.There's another way. To retake theTesseract and acquire new particles.We'll stroll down memory lane.Military installation, Garden State.Why were they both there?They were there at a...I'vea vaguely exact idea.How vague?What are you talking about?Where are we going?- I know for a fact they were there...- Who's they?- What are we doing?- And I know how I know.Guys, what's up? What is it?Well, it looks likewe're improvising.- Right.- What are we improvising?Scott, get this backto the compound.Suit up.What's in New Jersey?- 0-4, 0-4...- Uhh, 0-7.- 0-7.- Excuse me...1-9-7-0.- Are you sure?- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.America. Rogers. Look,if you do this,and this doesn't work,you're not coming back.Thanks for the peptalk, pissant.You trust me?I do.Your call.Here we go.Hey, man!Make love, not war!Clearly, you weren'tactually born here, right?The idea of me was.Right. Well, imagineyou're SHIELD, running aquasi-fascisticintelligence organization.Where do you hide it?In plain sight.Good luck on yourmission, Captain.Good luck on yourproject, doctor.You're new here?Not exactly.Gotcha.Back in the game.Arnim, you in there?Arnim?Hey!The door's this way, pal.Oh, yeah.I'm looking for Dr. Zola.Have you seen him?Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,I haven't seen a soul.Pardon me.Do I know you?No, sir. I'm, a...visitor from MIT.Huh. MIT.Got a name?Howard.Well that'll beeasy to remember.Howard......Potts.Well, I'm Howard Stark.Hi.Shit. Now, don't pull it.Yeah...You look a little green aroundthe gills there, Potts.I'm fine. Just, long hours.Wanna get some air?- Hello, Potts.- Yeah. That would be swell.- That way.- Okay.Need your briefcase?You're not one ofthose, are ya, Potts?- Hello.- Dr. Pym?That would be the numberthat you called. Yes.This is Capt. Stevensfrom shipping.- We have a package for you.- Bring it up.Well, that's the thing, sir.We can't.I'm confused. I thoughtthat was your job.Well, it's just... Sir,the box is glowing and,to be honest, some of our mailguys aren't feeling that great.They didn't knowbetter, did they?Yeah, they did. Youbetter get down here.Excuse me. Out of the way!So, flowers and sauerkraut. Yougot a big date tonight?My wife's expecting.And, uh... Too muchtime in the office.- Congratulations.- Thanks. Hold this, will you?Yeah, sure.- How far along is she?- I don't know... uh...She's at the point where she can'tstand the sound of my chewing.I guess I'll be eatingdinner in the pantry again.I have a little girl.A girl would be nice. Less of a chanceshe'd turn out exactly like me.What'd be so awful about that?Let's just say that the greatergood has rarely outweighedmy own self-interests.- And you've never seen these 2 men before?- No, I've got an eye for this.- The 2 of them looked fishy.- Can you describe them?- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?Definitely Mungo Jerry.Yeah, this is Chesler. Ineed every available MPson sub-level 6. We havea potential breach.So, where are youat with names?Well, if it's a boy,my wife likes Almanzo.Might wanna let that stew on.You got time.Let me ask you a question.When your kid was born...- were you nervous?- Wildly. Yeah.Did you feel qualified?Like you had any idea how tosuccessfully operate that thing?I literally pieced ittogether as I went along,I thought about whatmy Dad did, and...My old man, he never met a problemhe couldn't solve with a belt.I thought my Dadwas tough on me.And now, looking back, I justremember the good stuff, you know.- He did drop the odd pearl.- Yeah? Like what?"No amount of money everbought a second of time."Smart guy.He did his best.Let me tell you. Thatkid's not even here yetand, there's nothing Iwouldn't do for him.Good to meet you, Potts.Yeah, Howard...Everything's gonna be all right.Thank you for everything......you've done forthis country.Jarvis.Have we ever met that guy?Seems very familiar.Weird beard, though.- You're weak.- I'm you.You can stop this.You know you want to.Did you see whathappens in the future?Thanos finds the Soul Stone.You wanna knowhow he does that?You wanna know, whathe does to you?That's enough.You disgust me.But, that doesn'tmean you're useless.How do I look?Wow...Under different circumstances,this would be totally awesome.I bet the raccoon didn'thave to climb a mountain.Technically, he's nota raccoon, you know.Whatever. He eats garbage.Welcome.Natasha, daughter of Ivan.Clint, son of Edith.Who are you?Consider me a guide.To you, and to all whoseek the Soul Stone.Okay. You tell us where it is.Then we'll be on our way.If only it were that easy.What you seek liesin front of you......as does what you fear.The stone is down there.For one of you.For the other...In order to take the stone, youmust lose that which you love.An everlasting exchange.A soul, for a soul.How's it going?Jesus...Maybe he's making this shit up.No. I don't think so.Why, 'cause he knowsyour Daddy's name?I didn't.Thanos left here with the stonewithout his daughter.It's not a coincidence.Yeah.Whatever it takes.Whatever it takes.If we don't get that stone,billions of people stay dead.Then I guess we bothknow who it's gotta be.I guess we do.I'm starting to think, we've beendifferent people here, Natasha.For the last five years I've been tryingto do one thing: Get to right here.That's all it's been about.Bringing everybody back.- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.- What, you think I wanna do it?I'm trying to saveyour life, you idiot.Yeah well, I don't wantyou to, because I...Natasha, you knowwhat I've done.You know what I've become.I don't judge people ontheir worst mistakes.Maybe you should.You didn't.You're a pain in myass, you know that?Okay.You win.Tell my family I love them.You tell them yourself.Damn you!Let me go.No.Please, no.It's okay.Please...Did we get them all?You telling me this'llactually work?Clint, where's Nat?Do we know if she had family?Yeah. Us.What?I just asked him a question...Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.Why are we acting like she's dead?We have the stones, right?As long as we havethe stones, Cap, we can bringher back, isn't that right?So stop this shit. We're theAvengers, get it together.We can't get her back.- Wha- what?- It can't be undone. It can't.I'm sorry. No offense, but you'rea very earthly being. Okay?We're talking about space magic.And "can't" seems very () don't you think?Look, I know that I'm wayoutside my paygrade here.But she still isn'there, is she?- Now that's my point.- It can't be undone.Or that's at least what the,great floating guy had to say.Maybe you wanna go talk to him?Okay?Go grab your hammer, and yougo fly and you talk to him.It was supposed to be me.She sacrificed her life for thatgoddamned stone. She bet her life on it.She's not coming back.We have to make it worth it.We have to.We will.Boom!All right. The glove's ready.Question is, who's gonnasnap their freaking fingers?I'll do it.It's okay.- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.- Hey, hey...Thor, just wait.We haven't decided who'sgonna put that on yet.I'm sorry. What, were you just sittingaround waiting for the right opportunity?We should at least discuss it.Look, us sitting here staring at thatthing is not gonna bring everybody back.I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? Sothis responsibility falls upon me.It's my duty. It's not that... It's...stop it! Just let me.Just let me do it. Justlet me do something good.- Something great.- Look...It's not just the fact thatthat glove is channelingenough energy to light up acontinent, I'm telling youyou're in no condition.What do you think is coursingthrough my veins right now?Cheez Whiz?- Lightning.- Yeah.Lightning won't help you, pal.It's gotta be me.You saw what those stones did to Thanos.It almost killed him.None of you could survive.How do we know you will?I don't. But theradiation's mostly gamma.It's like...I was meant for this.Good to go, yeah?Let's do it.You remember everyoneThanos snapped away fiveyears ago and just bringingthem back to now, today.Don't change anythingfrom the last five years.Got it.Friday, do me a favor andactivate protocol 8.Yes, boss.Everybody comes home.- Take it off. Take it off!- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?Talk to me, Banner.I'm okay. I'm okay.Bruce!Don't move him.- Did it work?- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.Honey.Honey.Guys...I think it worked!I can't breathe. I can't breathe!I can't breathe.Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!Hurry up! Hurry up!Come on!Rhodey!Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We'rein the lower level, it's flooding!- What?- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!Wait! I'm here! I'mhere, can you hear me?Cap?Daughter.Yes, Father.So, this is the future.Well done.Thank you, Father. Theysuspected nothing.The arrogant never do.Go.Find the stones.Bring them to me.What will you do?Wait.Tell me something.In the future, whathappens to you and me?I tried to kill you.Several times.But eventually,we become friends.We become sisters.Come on.We can stop him.Come on, buddy. Wake up.That's my man.You lose this again,I'm keeping it.What happened?We messed with time.It tends to mess back.You'll see.What's he been doing?Absolutely nothing.Where are the stones?Lost somewhere under all this.All I know is hedoesn't have them.So we keep it that way.- You know it's a trap, right?- Yeah...I don't much care.Good.Just as long as we'reall in agreement.Let's kill himproperly this time.You could not livewith your own failure.Where did that bring you?Back to me.I thought by eliminatinghalf of life,the other half would thrive.But you've shown me,that's impossible.And as long as there are thosethat remember what was,there will always be those thatare unable to accept what can be.They will resist.Yep. We're allkinds of stubborn.I'm thankful.Because now, I knowwhat I must do.I will shred this universedown to its last atom.And then...With the stones you've collectedfor me, create a new one.Teeming with life,but knows not what it has lostbut only what it has been given.A grateful universe.Born out of blood.They'll never know it.Because you won't bealive to tell them.See you on the other side, man.Hang on! I'm coming!Oh, hey...I know you.Father. I have the stones.What?!Stop.You're betraying us?You don't have to do this.I am... this.No, you're not.You've seen what we become.Nebula, listen to her.You can change.He won't let me.No!Okay, Thor. Hit me.Boss, wake up.I knew it!In all my years of conquest...violence...slaughter...It was never personal.But I'll tell you now...what I'm about to doto your stubborn,annoying little planet...I'm gonna enjoy it.Very, very much.Cap, you hear me?Cap, it's Sam.Can you hear me?On your left.Is that everyone?What, you wanted more?Avengers...... assemble.No, no. Give me that.You have the little one.Hey!Holy cow.You will not believe what's been going on.Do you remember when we were in space?And I got all dusty? I must've passedout, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.But Doctor Strange was there, right?He was like,"It's been five years.Come on, they need us!"And then he started doing the yellowsparkly thing that he does all the time...What are you doing?This is nice.Gamora?I thought I lost you.Don't... touch... me!You missed the first time...then you got themboth the second time.This is the one? Seriously?The choices were him, or a tree.Cap, what do you want me todo with this damn thing?Get those stones asfar away as possible!No!We need to get them backwhere they came from.No way to get them back. Thanosdestroyed the quantum tunnel.Hold on!That wasn't ouronly time machine.Anyone see an uglybrown van up there?Yes!But you're not gonnalike where it's parked.Scott, how long you needto get that thing working?Maybe ten minutes.Get it started. We'llget the stones to you.We're on it, Cap.Hey.You said one out of 14million, we win, yeah?Tell me this is it.If I tell you whathappens, it won't happen.You better be right.It's a mess back here.It's... it's dead.- What?- It's dead.I have to hotwire it.Where's Nebula?She's not responding.Sire!Clint!Give it to me.You took everything from me.I don't even know who you are.You will.I got it!Activate Instant Kill!Rain fire!But Sire, our troops!Just do it!Is anyone else seeing this?I got this.I got this!Okay, I don't got this.- Help! Somebody, help!- Hey, Queens. Heads up.Hang on. I got you, kid.Hey! Nice to meet---Oh! My God!What the hell is this?Friday, what are they firing at?Something just enteredthe upper atmosphere.Oh, yeah!Danvers, we need an assist here.Hi. I'm Peter Parker.Hey, Peter Parker. Gotsomething for me?I don't know how you'regonna get through all that.Don't worry.She's got help.I am... inevitable.And I...am...... Iron Man.Mr. Stark?Hey...Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?It's Peter.We won.Mr. Stark....We won, Mr. Stark.We won and you did it, sir.You did it.I'm sorry... Tony...- Hey.- Hey, Pep...- Friday?- Life functions critical.Tony.Look at me.We're gonna be okay.You can rest now.Everybody wants ahappy ending, right?But it doesn't alwaysroll that way.Maybe this time.I'm hoping if youplay this back,it's in celebration.I hope families are reunited,I hope we get it back,and something like anormal version of theplanet has been restored.If there ever was such a thing.God, what a world.Universe, now.If you told me ten yearsago that we weren't alone,let alone, you know,to this extent,I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.But come on, you know?That epic forces of darkness andlight that have come into play.And, for better or worse,that's the reality Morgan's gonnahave to find a way to grow up in.So I found the time and Irecorded a little greeting...In the case of an untimely death.On my part.Not that, death in anytime isn't untimely.This time travel thing that we'regonna try and pull off tomorrow,it's, it's got me scratchingmy head about this.But then again, that's the hero gig.Part of the journey is the end.Everything's gonna work outexactly the way it's supposed to.I love you 3,000.You know, I wishthere was a way...that I could let her know.That we won.We did it.She knows.They both do.How you doing, Squirt?- Good.- You good?- Okay. You hungry?- Mm-hmm.- What do you want?- Cheeseburgers.You know your Dadliked cheeseburgers?I'm gonna get you all thecheeseburgers you want.Okay.So, when can we expect you back?- About that...- Thor. Your people need a king.No, they already have one.That's funny.You're being serious?It's time for me to bewho I am rather thanwho I'm supposed to be.But you, you're a leader.That's who you are.You know I'd make a lotof changes around here.I'm counting on it.Your Majesty.What will you do?I'm not sure.For the first time in athousand years, I...I have no path. I dohave a ride, though.Move it or lose it, hairbag.Well, here we are.Tree! Good to see you.Well...The As-Guardians of theGalaxy back together again.Where to first?Just so you know, this is my ship still.I'm in charge.I know. I know. Ofcourse, you are.Of course.See, you say of course, butthen you touch the map.It makes you think that maybe youdidn't realize I was in charge.Quail, that's your owninsecurities in there. Okay?I'm merely trying to be of service.An assistant.- Quill.- That's what I said.You should fight one anotherfor the honor of leadership.Sounds fair.- It's not necessary.- It's not.Okay?I got some blasters unlessyou guys wanna use knives.Oh, yes. Please, use knives.I am Groot.Not necessary.There shall be noknifing one another.Everybody knows who's in charge.It's me.Yes, you! Of course!Of course. Of course.Remember...You have to return the stones atthe exact moment you got them.Or you're gonna open up a bunchof nasty alternative realities.Don't worry, Bruce.Clip all the branches.You know, I tried.When I had the gauntlet, the stones,I really tried to bring her back.- I miss them, man.- Me, too.You know, if you want,I can come with you.You're a good man, Sam.This one's on me, though.Don't do anything stupid'till I get back.How can I? You're takingall the stupid with you.Gonna miss you, Buddy.It's gonna be okay, Buck.How long is this gonna take?For him? As long as heneeds, For us, five seconds.Ready, Cap?Alright. We'll meetyou back here, okay?You bet.Going quantum. Three..two.. one...And returning in, five,four, three, two, one...Where is he?I don't know. He blew right by histime stamp. He should be here.- Well, get him back.- I'm trying.- Get him the hell back.- I said, I'm trying!Sam.Go ahead.Cap?Hi, Sam.So did something go wrong,or did something go right?Well, after I put thestones back, I thought...Maybe I'll try someof that life Tony was...telling me to get.How did that work out for you?It was beautiful.I'm happy for you. Truly.Thank you.Only thing bumming meout is the fact I haveto live in a worldwithout Captain America.Oh...That reminds me...Try it on.How's it feel?Like it's someone else's.It isn't.Thank you.I'll do my best.That's why it's yours.You wanna tell me about her?No.No, I don't think I will.Subbed By: Fuj69Film(iamdepressed69)Jeej FujjuFMore Movie Scripts | Request a Movie TranscriptRead more: https://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=avengers-endgame

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1- Can you see?- Yeah.- You sure?- Mm-hmm.How about now?Can you see now?All right.Ready? Three fingers.Nice!- Nice throw, kiddo!- Go.Hey, you guys want mayoor mustard, or both?Who wants mayo on a hotdog?Pardon your brothers. Two mustards, please!Thanks, momma.Got it.Nate, mayo or mustard?I want ketchup.Mind your elbow...Good job, Hawkeye!Go get your arrow.Hey, guys. Enough practice.Soup's on.All right. We're coming.We're hungry.Lila, let's go.Lila?Honey?Babe?Babe?Babe?Boys!Boys?Laura!You don't need to do that,because you're justholding the position.Come on.That was close.That's a goal. We'renow one a-piece.I would like to try again.We're tied up.Feel the tension? It's fun.That was terrible. Now youhave a chance to win.And you won. Congratulations.Fair game.Good sport.You had fun?It was fun.This thing on?Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.If you find this recording...don't post it, on social media.It's gonna be a real tear-jerker.I don't know if you'reever gonna see these.I don't even knowif you're still...Oh, God. I hope so...Today is day 21... uh, 22.You know, if it wasn't forthe existensial terror ofstaring into theliteral void of space,I'd say, I'm feelingmore better today.The infection's run its course,thanks to the blue meanie back there.You'd love her. Very practical.Only a tiny bit sadistic.Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, butwe figured out a way to reverse the ion chargeto buy ourselves, about,48 hours of playtime.But it's now dead in the water.We're 1,000 lightyearsfrom the nearest 7-11.Oxygen will run outtomorrow morning.That'll be it.And Pep, I...I know I said nomore surprises, butI gotta say I was really hopingto pull off one last one.But it looks like...Well, you know whatit looks like.Don't feel bad about this.I mean actually if yougrovel for a couple weeks,and then, move onwith enormous guilt.I should probably lie down.I'm gonna caress myPlease know that...When I drift off, it will begoodbye the whole time...I'll think about you.Because it's always you.- Couldn't stop him.- Neither could I.I lost the kid.Tony, we lost.Is, umm...Oh, my God!It's okay.It's been 23 days sinceThanos came to Earth.World governments are in pieces.The parts that are still workingare trying to take a census,And it looks like he did...He did exactly what he said hewas gonna do. Thanos wiped out.....fifty percent ofall living creatures.Where is he now? Where?We don't know.He just opened a portaland walked through.What's wrong with him?He's pissed.He thinks he failed.Which of course he did, but there's alot of that goin' around, ain't there?Honestly, at this exact second, Ithought you were a Build-A-Bear.Maybe I am.We've been hunting Thanosfor three weeks now.Deep space scans, andsatellites, and we got nothing.- Tony you fought him.- Who told you that?Didn't fight him.No. He wiped my facewith a planet while aBleecker Street magiciangave away the stone.- That's what happened. There was no fight...- Okay.Did he give you any clues?Any coordinates, anything?Pfft!I saw this coming a few years back. I hada vision. I didn't wanna believe it.Thought I was dreaming.- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.- And I needed you.As in past tense. That trumps whatyou need. It's too late, buddy.Sorry.You know what I need?I need to shave.- And I believe I rememeber telling- Tony, Tony, Tony...why that otherwise,that what we needed was a suit of armoraround the world. Remember that?Whether it impacted our preciousfreedoms, or not. That's what we needed.- Well that didn't work out, did it?- I said we'd lose.You said, "We'll dothat together, too."Well guess what, Cap? We lost.You weren't there.But that's what we do, right?Our best work after the fact?We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?Not the Prevengers?Okay. You made your point.Just sit down, okay?- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.- Tony, sit, sit down!We need you. You're new blood.Bunch of tired old mills...I got nothing for you, Cap.I got no coordinates,no clues, no strategies,no options...Zero. Zip. Nada. Notrust, you liar...Here, take this. You findhim and you put that on.You hide.- Tony!- I'm fine. I...Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonnaprobably be out for the rest of the day.You guys take care of him. And I'll bringan Bezurian elixir when I come back.- Where are you going?- To kill Thanos.Hey.You know we usually workas a team here, andbetween you and I we'realso a little fragile.We realize up there is more yourterritory but this is our fight, too.- You even know where he is?- I know people who might.Don't bother.I can tell you where Thanos is.Thanos spent a long timetrying to perfect me.Then when he worked, hetalked about his great plan.Even disassembled, Iwanted to please him.I'd ask, where would we goonce his plan was complete?His answer was always the same.To The Garden.That's cute. Thanos hasa retirement plan.So where is he, then?When Thanos snapped his fingers,Earth became ground zero for a power surgeof ridiculously cosmic proportions.No one's ever seen anything like it...until two days ago.On this planet.Thanos is there.He used the stones again.Hey, hey, hey...We'd be going inshort-handed, you know?- Look, he still got the stones, so...- So let's get him.- We use them to bring everyone back.- Just like that?Yeah. Just like that.Even if there's a small chancethat we can undo this...I mean, we owe it to everyonewho's not in this room to try.If we do this, how do we know it's gonnaend any differently than it did before?Because before, youdidn't have me.Hey, new girl, everybody in thisroom is about that superhero life.And if you don't mind my asking, wherethe hell have you been all this time?There are a lot of otherplanets in the universe.And unfortunately, theydidn't have you guys.I like this one.Let's go get thisson of a bitch.Okay. Who here hasn'tbeen to space?You better not throwup on my ship.Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.I'll head down for recon.- This is gonna work Steve.- I know it will.Because I don't know whatI'm gonna do if it doesn't.No satellites, no ships, no armies,no ground defenses of any kind.It's just him.Then that's enough.Oh, no.Where are they?Answer the question.The universerequired correction.After that, the stones servedno purpose, beyond temptation.You murdered trillions!You should be grateful.- Where are the stones?- Gone.- Reduced to atoms.- You used them two days ago.I used the stones todestroy the stones.It nearly killed me.But the work is done.It always will be.I am inevitable.We have to tear this place apart.He has to be lying.My father is many things.A liar is not one of them.Thank you, Daughter.Perhaps I treatedyou too harshly...What... what did you do?I went for the head.So I, uh...Went on a date the other day.It's the first time in five years,you know? Sit there, dinner...I didn't know whatto talk about.What did you talk about?Same old crap, you know? Howthings have changed, and...My job, his job....How much we miss the Mets.Then things get quiet..He cried as they wereserving the salads.What about you?I cried just before dessert.But I'm seeing himagain tomorrow, so...That's great.You did the hardest part.You took the jump, youdidn't know where youwere gonna come down.And that's it. That's those littlebrave baby steps you gotta take.To try and become whole again.To try and find purpose.I went in the ice in '45 rightafter I met the love of my life.Woke up 70 years later.You got to move on.Got to move on.The world is in our hands.It's left to us guys.And we got to dosomething with it.Otherwise...Thanos should'vekilled all of us.What the hell?Hope?Kid! Hey, kid!What the hell happened here?My God...No. Please. Please, please.No, no, no...Excuse me. Sorry.No, Cassie, no.No.No, no.Please, please,please, please....No, Cassie...What?Cassie?Dad?You're so big!Yeah, we boarded that highlysuspect warship Danvers pinged.It was an infectiousgarbage scowl.So, thanks for the hot tip.- Well, you were closer.- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.You get a readingon those tremors?It was a mild subductionunder the African plate.Do we have a visual? Howare we handling it?Nat, it's an earthquakeunder the ocean.We handle it by not handling it.Carol, are we seeingyou here next month?- Not likely.- What, you gonna get another haircut?Listen, fur-face. I'mcovering a lot of territory.The things that arehappening on Earth arehappening everywhere, onthousands of planets.That's a good point.That's a good point.So you might not seeme for a long time.All right. Uh, well...This channel is always active.So, anything goes sideways...Anyone's making troublewhere they shouldn't...- Comes through me.- Okay.All right.Good luck.- Where are you?- Mexico.The federales found aroom full of bodies.Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Nevereven had the chance to get their guns off.- It's probably a rival gang...- Except it isn't.It's definitely Barton.What he's done here, what he'sbeen doing for the last few years,I mean, the scenethat he left...I gotta tell you, there's a part ofme that doesn't even wanna find him.Will you find out wherehe's going next?Nat...Please.Okay.You know I'd offer to clip your dinnerbut you seem pretty miserable already.You here to do your laundry?And to see a friend.Clearly, your friend is fine.You know I saw a pod of whaleswhen I was coming up the bridge.- In the Hudson?- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.You know, if you're about to tellme to look on the bright side...Um...I'm about to hit you in the headwith a peanut butter sandwich.Sorry. Force of habit.You know I keep telling everybodythey should move on and... grow.Some do.But not us.- If I move on, who does this?- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.I used to have nothing.And then I got this.This job.This family.And I was... I wasbetter because of it.And even though...they're gone...Now, I'm stilltrying to be better.I think we bothneed to get a life.You first.Oh... Hi. Hi!Is anyone home?This is Scott Lang.We met a few years ago, at the airport?In Germany?I got really big andI had my mask on.- You wouldn't recognize me.- Is this an old message?Ant-Man? Ant-Man, Iknow you know that.It's the front gate.I need to talk to you guys.Scott.- Are you okay?- Yeah.Have either of you guys everstudied quantum physics?Only in mid-conversation.Alright. So...Five years ago, right before...Thanos,I was in a place calledthe quantum realm.The quantum realm is like itsown microscopic universe.To get in there, you have to beincredibly small. Hope, she's my...She... she was my...She was supposed to pull me out.And then Thanos happened, and- I got stuck in there.- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.Yeah, but that's just it.It wasn't.For me it was five hours.See, the rules of the quantum realmaren't like they are up here.Everything is unpredictable. Is thatanybody's sandwich? I'm starving.Scott.What are you talking about?So...What I'm saying is...Time works differentlyin the quantum realm.The only problem is right now, wedon't have a way to navigate it.But what if we did?I can't stop thinking about it. Whatif we could somehow control the chaos,and we could navigate it? What ifthere was a way that we can enterthe quantum realm at a certainpoint in time but thenexit the quantum realm atanother point in time? Like...Like before Thanos.Wait, are you talkingabout a time machine?No. No, of course not.No, not a time machine.It's more like a...Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.It's crazy.But I can't stop thinking about it.There's gotta be...Some wa... It's crazy.I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,nothing sounds crazy anymore.So who do we talk to about this?Chow-time!Morgoona.Morgan H. Stark.Want some lunch?- Define lunch or be disintegrated.- Okay.You should not bewearing that, okay?That is part of a special anniversarygift I'm making for Mom.There you go. Are youthinking about lunch?Want a handful of crickets?- No.- That's what you want.- How did you find this?- Garage.Really?- Were you looking for it?- No.I found it, though.You like going to the garage, huh?So does Daddy.It's fine actually. Mom neverwears anything I wear.Now, we know whatit sounds like...Tony after everything you've seen,is anything really impossible...Quantum fluctuation messeswith the Planck scale,which then triggers the Deutschproposition. Can we agree on that?Thank you.In Layman's terms, it meansyou're not coming home.- I did.- No.You accidentally survived. It's a---It's a billion-to-onecosmic fluke.And now you wanna pull a...What do you call it?- A time heist?- Yeah. Time heist.Of course. Why didn't wethink of this before?Oh! Because it's laughable?Because it's a pipedream?The stones are in the past. Wecan go back and we can get them.We can snap our own fingers.We can bring everybody back.Or screw it up worse thanhe already has, right?I don't believe we would.Gotta say this. Sometimes, Imiss that giddy optimism.However, high hopes won'thelp if there's no logical,tangible, way for me to safelyexecute said time heist.I believe the most likely outcomewill be our collective demise.Not if we strictly followthe rules of time travel.That means no talking to our past selves,no betting on sporting events...I'm gonna stop youright there, Scott.Are you seriously tellingme that your plan tosave the universe is basedon Back to the Future?- No.- Good. You had me worried there.'Cause that'd be horseshit. That'snot how quantum physics works.Tony...We have to take a stand.We did stand. Andyet, here we are.I know you got a lot on the line.You got a wife, a daughter.But I lost someone very important to me.A lot of people did.And now, now, we have a chance to bringher back. To bring everyone back.And you're telling methat you won't even...That's right, Scott.I won't. Leave it.Got a kid.Mommy told me tocome and save you.Good job. I'm saved.I wish you'd come here toask me something else.Anything else. Honestly, Imissed you guys, it was...- Oh, and table's set for six.- Tony, I get it.And I'm happy for you.I really am.But this is a second chance.I got my second chanceright here, Cap.I can't roll the dice again.If you don't talk shop,you can stay for lunch.- He's scared.- He's not wrong.Yeah, but I mean,what are we gonna do?We need him. What,are we gonna stop?No. I wanna do it right.We're gonna need areally big brain.Bigger than his?Come on. I feel like I'm the onlyone eating. Try some of that.Have some eggs.I'm so confused.- These are confusing times.- Right. No, no...- That's not what I meant. I...- No, I get it.I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.- I'm wearing shirts now.- Yeah! How? Why?Five years ago wegot our asses beat.Except it was worse for me.Because I lost twice.First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.Then, we all lost.- No one blamed you, Bruce.- I did.For years I've beentreating the Hulk like he'ssome kind of disease,something to get rid of.But then I started lookingat him as the cure.Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I putthe brains and the brawn together.And now look at me.Best of both worlds.- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?- Yes?- Can we get a photo?- 100%, little person.Come on, step on up. You mind?Oh.- Say "green."- Green.Greeeen.- Did you get that?- That's good.Don't you wanna grab one with me?I'm Ant-Man.They're Hulk fans.They don't know Ant-Man.- Nobody does.- Wait, no, no, he wants to...You want to take apicture with him, right?He's even saying no he doesn't.I get it.I don't want it either. I don'twant a picture with them.- He's gonna feel bad.- Sorry.- They said they'd do it.- I don't want it anymore.- You'd feel bad...- Take the goddamn phone.Thank you, Mr. Hulk.No, it's great, kids.Thank you very much.- Hulk out!- Bruce.- Dab.- Bruce.Listen to your Mom.She knows better.- About we were saying...- Right.The whole time travel do-over?Guys, it's outside ofmy area of expertise.Well, you pulled this off.I remember a time when thatseemed pretty impossible, too.Look at a mod inspiration,let me see what checks out.So, recommend one last sim beforewe pack it in for the night.This time, in the shape of amobius strip, inverted. Please?Processing...Give me that eigenvalue. That, particlefactoring, and spectral decomp.- Gotta take a second.- Just a moment.And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.I'm just kinda...Model rendered.Shit!Shit!What are you doingup, Little Miss?- Shit.- No. We don't say that.Only Mommy says that word. Shecoined it, it belongs to her.Why you up?'Cause I got some important shitgoing on here. What do you think?No, I got something on my mind.I got something on my mind.- Was it Juice Pops?- Sure was.That's extortion.Great minds think alike. JuicePops, exactly was on...my mind.You done? Yeah? Now you are.- That face, goes there.- Tell me a story.A story.Once upon a time, a littlegirl went to bed. The end.That ain't the whole story.Come on, that's yourfavorite story.I love you tons.I love you 3,000.Wow.3,000. That's crazy.Go to bed. Or I'llsell all your toys.Night-night.Not that it's a competition,but she loves me 3,000.You were somewhere inthe low 6 to 900 range.- What you reading?- Just a book on composting.What's new with composting?- Just ....- I figured it out...by the way.You know, just so we're talkingabout the same thing...Time travel.What?Wow.That's...Amazing, and.... terrifying.That's right.- I got really lucky.- Yeah. I know.- A lot of people didn't.- No, I can't help everybody.- It sorta seems like you can.- Not if I stop.I can put a pin in itright now, and stop.Tony...trying to get you to stop has been oneof the few failures of my entire life.I sometimes feel I should put it in a lockedbox and drop it at the bottom of a lake......go to bed.But would you be able to rest?Okay, here we go. Timetravel test number one.Scott, fire up the, uhh...The van thing.Breakers are set. Emergencygenerators are on standby.Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don'twanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.- Excuse me?- He's kidding.You can't say things like that.Just... it was, just a bad joke.- You were kidding, right?- I have no idea.We're talking about time travel here.Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.We're good! Get your helmet on.Scott, I'm gonna send youback a week, but you'll walkaround for an hour, then bringyou back in 10 seconds.- Makes sense?- Perfectly not confusing.Good luck, Scott. You got this.You're right. I do,Captain America.On the count of three.3.. 2.. 1..Guys? This doesn't feel right.- What's going on? Hold on.- Who is that?- Is that Scott?- Yes, it's Scott!Ooh! My back!- Can you bring him back?- I'm working on it!A baby.- It's Scott.- As a baby!Bring Scott back.When I say kill thepower, kill the power.And... kill it!Somebody peed my pants.I don't know if it was"baby" me or "old" me.Or, just "me" me.Time travel!What?I see this as an absolute win.Why the long face?Let me guess. Heturned into a baby.Among other things, yeah.What are you doing here?That's the EPR paradox.Instead of pushing Lang through time, youmight've wound up pushing time through Lang.It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebodycoulda cautioned you against it.- You did.- Oh, did I?Thank God, I'm here.Regardless, I fixed it.A fully functioningtime-space GPS.I just want peace.Turns out, resentment iscorrosive, and I hate it.Me, too.We got a shot at gettingthese stones, but Igotta tell you mypriority is to bring backwhat we lost? I hope, yes.Keep what I found? Ihave to, at all costs.And, maybe not dietrying will be nice.Sounds like a deal.- Tony, I don't know...- Why? He made it for you.Plus, honestly I have to get it out thegarage before Morgan takes it sledding.Thank you, Tony.Will you keep that a little quietly?Didn't bring one for the whole team.- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?- We're working on that right now.- Hey, humie! Where's big green?- Kitchen. I think.- That's awesome.- Rodent, careful on re-entry.There's an idiot onthe landing zone.Oh, God!What's up, regular-sized man?Kind of a step down from a golden palacefor an Avenger highness or whatnot.Hey, have a little compassion, pal.First, they've lost Asgard,then half the people. They're probablyjust happy they have a home.You shouldn't have come!Valkyrie!Great to see you, Angry Girl.I think I liked you bettereither of the other ways.- This is Rocket.- How you doin'?- He won't see you.- That bad, huh?We only see him once a month,when he comes in for......supplies.- It's that bad.- Yeah.What the...Woo! Something died in here.Hello? Thor?Are you here about the cable?The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...Boys! Oh, my God!My God! How have you been?Come here, you little rascal!No, I'm good! I'm good.That's not necessary!Hulk, you know my friends,Miek, Korg, right?- Hey, boys!- Hey, guys. Long time no see.Beer's on the bucket. Feelfree to log on to the wi-fi.No password, obviously.Thor, he's back. That kid on the TVwho's called me a dickhead again.- Noobmaster.- Yeah, Noobmaster69.Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.You know, the God of Thunder?Listen, buddy. If you don't log offthis game immediately I'm gonna flyhome to your house, come down tothat basement you're hiding in,rip off your arms thenshove them up your butt!Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry toyour father, you little weasel!Thank you, Thor.Let me know if hebothers you again, okay?Thank you very much. I will.So you guys want a drink?What are you drinking?We have beer, tequila,all sorts of things.Buddy, you all right?Yes, I'm fine! Why,don't I look all right?You look like melted ice cream.So, what's up?We need your help. There might bea chance we could fix everything.What, like the cable? 'Cause that'sbeen driving me bananas for weeks.Like Thanos.Don't say that name.Um, yeah. We don't actuallysay that name in here.Please take your hand off me.Now, I know that...guy might scare you.Why would I be? Why would, whywould I be scared of that guy?I'm the one who killedthat guy, remember?Anyone else herekilled that guy?Nope. Didn't think so.Korg, why don't you, tell everybodywho chopped Thanos' big head off.Umm... Stormbreaker?Now, who's swingingStormbreaker?I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?I've been there myself.You wanna know whohelped me out of it?I don't know. Is it... Natasha?It was you.You helped me.Why don't you ask the,Asgardians down there,how much my help was worth.The ones that are left, anyway.I think we can bring them back.Stop. Just, stop...I know you think I'm down here wallowing inmy own self-pity, waiting to be rescued andand saved. But I'm fine, okay?We're fine, aren't we?Nah, all good here, mate!So, whatever it is thatyou're offering, we'renot into it, don't care,couldn't care less.Goodbye.We need you, pal.There's beer on the ship.What kind?It's him! He's after Akihiko!We never did anything to you!You're done hurting people.You're crazy!Wait! Help me!What I want...You can't give me.You shouldn't be here.Neither should you.I've got a job to do.Is that what you'recalling this?Killing all these people isn'tgonna bring your family back.We found something.A chance, maybe...Don't.Don't what?Don't give me hope.I'm sorry I couldn'tgive it to you sooner.Drifting left. On theside there, Lebowski.- Ratchet, how's it going?- It's Rocket.Take it easy. You're onlya genius on Earth, pal.Yup.Time travel suit? Not bad.Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!- I'm being very careful.- No, you're being very Hulky.- I'm being careful.- These are Pym particles, all right?And ever since Hank Pym got snappedout of existence, this is it.This is what we have. We'renot making any more.- Scott, calm down.- Sorry.We've got enough forone round trip, each.That's it. No do-overs.Plus, two test runs.One test run.All right. I'm notready for this.I'm game.I'll do it.Clint, now you're gonna feela little discombobulatedfrom the chronoshift.Don't worry about it.Wait a second, let meask you something.If we can do this, you know, goback in time, why don't we justfind baby Thanos, you know?And...- First of all, that's horrible.- It's Thanos.And secondly, time doesn't work that way.Changing the past doesn't change the future.Look, we go back, we get thestones before Thanos gets them...Thanos doesn't have the stones.Problem solved.- Bingo.- That's not how it works.- Well, that's what I heard.- What? By who? Who told you that?Star Trek, Terminator,TimeCop, Time After Time,- Quantum Leap.- A Wrinkle in Time,- Somewhere in Time,- Hot Tub Time Machine.Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,any movie that deals with time travel.Die Hard? No, it's not...This is known.I don't know why everyone believesthat, but that isn't true.Think about it: If you travel to thepast, that past becomes your future.And your former presentbecomes the past.Which can't now be changedby your new future...Exactly.So Back to the Future'sa bunch of bullshit?All right, Clint. We're going in 3..2.. 1...Cooper?- Where are my headphones?- Lila?Lila! No!Dad?Dad?Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?Yeah.It worked.It worked.Okay, so the "how" works.Now we gotta figure out the"when," and the "where."Almost everyone in thisroom has had an encounterwith at least one of thesix Infinity Stones.Well, I'd subtitute theword 'encounter' for 'damnnear been killed by one ofthe six Infinity Stones.'I haven't. I don't even know whatthe hell you're all talking about.Regardless, we only have enough PymParticles for one round trip each,and these stones have been in a lot ofdifferent places throughout history.Our history. So, not a lot ofconvenient spots to just drop in.- Which means we have to pick our targets.- Correct.So. Let's startwith the Aether.Thor, what do you know?Is he asleep?Where to start? Umm...The Aether, first,is not a stone.Someone's called it a stone before.Ahem...It's more of a... an angrysludge, sort of thing. So...Someone's gonna need to amendthat, and stop saying that.Here's an interestingstory, though.About the Aether. Mygrandafther, many yearsago, had to hide the stonefrom the Dark Elves.Scary beings. So Jane...Oh, there she is. That's Jane...She's... an old flame of mine.She... she stuck her handinside a rock this one time...and then the Aether stuckitself inside her.And, she became very, very sick.So I had to take her toAsgard, which is where I'm from.And we had to try and fix her.We were dating at the time, you see. Igot to introduce her to my Mother...who's dead, and umm....Oh, you know. Jane and I aren'teven dating anymore, so...These things happen though, you know.Nothing lasts forever.- The only thing that...- Why don't you come sit down.I'm not done yet. The only thing thatis permanent in life, is impermanence.Awesome.Eggs? Breakfast?No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.Quill said he stole thePower Stone from Morag.- Is that a person?- Morag's a planet.Quill was a person.Like a planet? Likein outer space?Oh, look. It's like a littlepuppy, all happy and everything.Do you wanna go to space? Youwanna go to space, puppy?I'll take you to space.- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.- What is Vormir?A dominion of death, at the verycenter of Celestial existence.It's where... Thanosmurdered my sister.Noted.- That Time Stone guy...- Doctor Strange.Yeah, what kindof doctor was he?- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.- Nice place in the village, though.- Yeah. Sullivan Street.- Hmm... Bleecker.Wait, he lived in New York?- No. He lived in Toronto.- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.Guys, if you pick the right year,there are three stones in New York.Shut the front door!All right. We have a plan.Six stones, threeteams, one shot.Five years ago, we lost.All of us.We lost friends...We lost family...We lost a part of ourselves.Today, we have a chanceto take it all back.You know your teams, youknow your missions.Get the stones, get them back.One round trip each. No mistakes.No do-overs.Most of us are goingsomewhere we know.But it doesn't mean weshould know what to expect.Be careful. Look outfor each other.This is the fight of our lives.And we're gonna win.Whatever it takes.Good luck.- He's pretty good at that.- Right?All right. You heard the man.Stroke those keys, jelly green.Tractors engaged.You promise to bring thatback in one piece, right?Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah. Okay.- I'll do my best.- As promises go, that was pretty lame.See you in a minute.All right, we all have our assignments.Two stones uptown, one stone, down.Stay low. Keep aneye on the clock.Feel free to smash ifthings don't go your way.I think it's gratuitous,but whatever.I'd be careful going that way.We just had the floors waxed.Ma'am, I'm lookingfor Doctor Strange.You're about... fiveyears too early.Stephen Strange is currently performingsurgery about twenty blocks that way.What do you want from him?That, actually.Ah.- I'm afraid not.- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.- You don't wanna do this.- You're right. I don't.But I need that stone, andI don't have time to...Let's start over, shall we?That's Jane.All right.Here's the deal, Tubby:You're gonna charm her and I'mgonna poke her with this thingand extract the Reality Stoneand get gone, lickety-split.I'll be right back, okay? There's awine cellar, that's just down there.My father used to fishwith a barrel of ale.- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?Who's the fancy broad?It's my Mother.She dies today.Oh. That's today?I can't do this.I can't do this.I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.This was a bad idea.- Come here.- No, no, no. I think I'm having...- I'm having a panic attack.- Come here. Right here.You think you're the only one who lostpeople? What do you think we're doing here?I lost the onlyfamily I ever had.Quill, Groot, Drax, the chickwith the antenna, all gone.Now, I get you miss your Mom.But she's gone. Really gone.And there are plenty of peoplewho are only kinda gone.But you can help them.So is it too much to ask that youbrush the crumbs outta your beard,make schmoopy talk to PrettyPants, and when she's not looking,suck out the Infinity Stone andhelp me get my family back?Okay.- Are you crying?- No...Yes!Get it together!You can do this.You can do this.All right?- Yes, I can.- Good.I can do this.I can't do this.Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.This is our shot.Thor?Thor!Alright. Bring it down low.Right on that line. That's it.Down, down.Hey, can we hurry it up?Guys, chop-chop. Come on.We're on the clock.All that, is really helpful.- Take care, okay?- Yeah.Take that stone and come back.No messing around.- Hey.- You got this.- Let's get it done.- Yes, sir.See you back.You guys watch each other's six.Yeah.The coordinates forVormir are laid in.All they have to dois not fall out.We're a long way from Budapest.Okay, so, uhh...We just wait around for thisQuill guy to show up andthen he leads us to thePower Stone, is that it?Let's take cover.We're not the only ones in2014 looking for the stones.Wait a minute, what areyou talking about rightnow? Who else is lookingfor these stones?My father, my sister...- and me.- And you?Where are you right now?- You're welcome.- I didn't ask for your help.And yet, you always need it.Get up.- Father wants us back on the ship.- Why?He's found an Infinity Stone.- Where?- On a planet called Morag.Father's plan isfinally in motion.- One stone isn't six, Nebula.- It's a start.If he gets all of them...Ronan's located the Power Stone.I'm dispatching you to his ship.- He won't like that.- His alternative is death, then.Ronan's obsessionclouds his judgement.We will not fail you, Father.No, you won't.I swear...I will make you proud.We just, wait around forthis Quill guy to show up,and then he leads us to thePower Stone, is that it?Let's take cover.We're not the only ones in2014 looking for the stones.- Who was that?- I don't know...My head is splitting...I don't know...Her synaptic drive wasprobably damaged in battle.Bring her to my ship.Got to hustle, Cap. Things look likethey're just about wrapped up here.Got it. I'm approachingthe elevator now.If it's all the same to you...I'll have that drink now.All right. Good one. No standing around,I'm closing up this door for later.By the way, feelfree to clean up.Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almostforgot that that suit- did nothing for your ass.- No one asked you to look.I think you look great, Cap.As far as I'm concerned,that's America's ass.- Uhh, magic wand?- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.We can take thatoff your hands.By all means.- Careful with that thing!- Unless you want your mind erased.- Not in a fun way.- We promise to be careful.- Who are these guys?- They are SHIELD...Well, actually Hydra. But,we didn't know that yet.Seriously, you didn't? I mean...they look like bad guys.You're small, butyou're talking loud.On my way down tocoordinate search and rescue.On my way down tocoordinate search and rescue!I mean, honestly! How doyou think you'll be...Shut up.All right, you're up, little buddy.There's our stone.Alright. Flick me.- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.- Hey! Buddy.What do you think? Maximumoccupancy has been reached.- Take the stairs!- Yeah. Stop. Stop!Take the stairs.Take the stairs!All right, Cap. I got our scepter in theelevator just passing the 80th floor.On it.- Head to the lobby.- Alright. I'll see you there.Evidence secure. We'reen route to Dr. List.No. No hitches at all, Mr.Secretary.Captain. I thought you werecoordinating search and rescue?Change of plans.Hey, Cap.Rumlow.I just got a call from the Secretary. I'mgonna be running point on the scepter.Sir? I don't understand.We got word there may bean attempt to steal it.Sorry, Cap.I can't give you the scepter.- I'm gonna have to call the Director.- That's okay. Trust me.Hail Hydra.So many stairs!Thumbelina, do you copy?I've got eyes on the prize.- It is go-time.- Bombs away.Is, is that Axe body spray?Yeah, I had a can justfor emergencies. Relax.- Can we focus, please?- I'm going inside you. Now.May I ask youwhere you're going?To lunch and then Asgard.I'm sorry, you are?Alexander Pierce. He's the man, oneof the folks behind Nick Fury.My friends call me Mr. Secretary.I'm gonna have to ask you toturn that prisoner over to me.- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.Odin can have what's left. AndI'm gonna need that case.That's been SHIELD propertyfor over 70 years.Hand over the case, Stark.All right, move it, Stuart Little. Thingsare getting dicey up here. Let's go.I'm not gonna argue who's got thehigher authority here, all right?You promise me you won't die?You're only giving me amild cardiac dysrythmia.That doesn't sound mild.I need the case.I know you got a lotta pull.I'm just saying...Okay. Then give me the case.Do it, Lang!- Get your hands off!- Window's closing. Pull my pin!Here goes!- Stark?- Stark!Look, he's convulsing.Give him air!- Medic!- Medic!You got some help!Stark, you--- yourchest machine?Breathe! Breathe!Good job. Meet me in the alley.I'm gonna grab a quick slice.No stairs!You'll be fine, Stark.Stay with us!I'll try something, okay? I haveno idea if it's gonna work.Yes!That worked a treat.That was so crazy!I had no idea ifthat was gonna work.- The case...- The case. It's, uhh...Where's the case? Where's Loki?Loki!- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?- Oh, we blew it.Loki!?Tony, what's going on?Tell me you found that cube.Oh, you gotta be shitting me.I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.I'm not Loki.And I don't wanna hurt you.I can do this all day.Yeah, I know. I know.Where did you get this?Bucky... is... alive!What?That is America's ass.- Please, please!- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.If I give up the Time Stone to helpyour reality, I'm dooming my own.With all due respect, I'm not surethe science really supports that.The Infinity Stones create what youexperience as the flow of time.Remove one of the stones,and that flow splits.Now this may benefit your reality.But my new one, not so much.In this new branched reality, without ourchief weapon against the forces of darkness,our world will be overrun.Millions will suffer.So, tell me, doctor, can yourscience prevent all that?No. But we can erase it.Because once we're done with the stones, wecan return each one into its own timelineat the moment it was taken.So, chronologically...In that reality....it never left.Yes, but you're leaving outthe most important part.In order to return thestones, you have to survive.We will. I will. I promise.I can't risk thisreality on a promise.It's the duty, of the SorcererSupreme to protect the Time Stone.Then why the hell didStrange give it away?- What did you say?- Strange. He gave it away.He gave it to Thanos.- Willingly?- Yes.- Why?- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.Or I did.Strange was meant tobe the best of us.So he must've doneit for a reason.I fear you might be right.Thank you.I'm counting on you, Bruce.We all are.Run diagnostics.Show me her memory file.Sire, the file appears entangled.It was a memory, but not hers.There's another consciousnesssharing her network.Another Nebula.Impossible.This duplicate carries a time stamp...from nine years in the future.Where is this other Nebula?In our solar system.On Morag.- Can you access her?- Yes. The two are linked.Search the duplicate'smemories, for Infinity Stones.And these stones have been in a lot ofdifferent places throughout history.Our history. So, not a lot ofconvenient spots to just drop in.- Which means we have to pick our targets.- Correct.Freeze image.Terrans.Avengers.Unruly wretches. What'sthat reflection?Amplify this, Maw.I don't understand.- Two Nebulas.- No. The same Nebula.From two different times.Set course for Morag. Scanthe duplicate's memories.I want to see everything.My ladies, I'll see you after.Go on.- What are you doing?- Ahh!You're better off leaving thesneaking to your brother.Yeah, I was simply justgoing for a walk, and uh...What are you wearing?I always wear this. Thisis one of my favorites.What's wrong with your eye?Oh, my eye. That's... youremember the Battle of Haroquin?When I got hit in theface with a broadsword?You're not the Thor Iknow at all, are you?Yes, I am.The future hasn't beenkind to you, has it?I didn't say I'mfrom the future.I was raised by witches, boy.I see with more thaneyes, and you know that.I am totally, totallyfrom the future!Yes, you are.- I really need to talk to you.- We can talk.His head was over there...His body over there...What was the point.I was too late.I was just standing there.- Some idiot with an ax.- You're no idiot.You're here aren't you? Seeking counselfrom the wisest person in Asgard.- I guess, yeah.- Idiot? No.- A failure? Absolutely.- That's a little bit harsh.You do know whatthat makes you?Just like everyone else.I'm not supposed to belike everyone else, am I?Everyone fails at who theyare supposed to be, Thor.The measure of aperson, of a herois how well they succeedat being who they are.I really missed you, Mum.Thor! I got it!Get that rabbit!- Ma, I have to tell you something.- No, son. You don't.You're here to repairyour future, not mine.- But this is about your future.- It's none of my business.Hey.You must be Mom.I got the thing. Comeon, we got to move.- I wish we had more time.- This was a gift.And you're going to be theman you're meant to be.- I love you, Mom.- I love you.And eat a salad.- Come on. We gotta go.- Goodbye.- Three... two...- No, wait!Wh- what am I looking at?Oh, sometimes it takes a second.I'm still worthy.Oh, boy.Goodbye, Mom.So he's an idiot?What's that?The tool of a thief.Whoa, whoa,whoa, whoa...This is the part where spikes come out,with skeletons on the end and everything...What are you talking about?When you break into a place calledthe temple of the Power Stone,There's gonna be a bunch of boobytraps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.I wasn't always like this.Me either.But we work withwhat we got, right?Sync up.Three.. two.. one...You murdered trillions!You should be grateful.- Where are the stones?- Gone.- Reduced to atoms.- You used them two days ago.I used the stones to destroy the stones.It nearly killed me.But the work is done.It always will be.I am inevitable.- What did you do to them?- Nothing. Yet.They're not trying to stop somethingI'm going to do in our time.They're trying to undo somethingI've already done in theirs.The stones...I found them all.I won.Tipped the cosmicscales to balance.This is your future.It's my destiny.My father is many things. Aliar is not one of them.Thank you, Daughter.Perhaps I treatedyou too harshly...And that, is destiny fulfilled.Sire, your Daughter...No......is a traitor.That's not me. It's not. I could never...I would never betray you. Never.I know.And you'll have thechance to prove it.No...He knows!Barton? Barton, come in.Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.Come on!Come in, we have a prob....Thanos knows.Thanos...Cap...Sorry, buddy.We got a problem.Huh. Yeah, we do.- Well, what are we gonna do now?- You know what, give me a break, Steve.I just got hit in thehead with a Hulk.You said that we had one shot.This, this was our shot.We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.Six stones or nothing.You're repeating yourself, you know that?You're repeating yourself.You're repeating yourself.You're repeating yourself.- No!- Come on.You never wanted a time heist, youwent on board with the time heist...- I dropped the ball.- You ruined the time heist.- Is that what I did?- Yeah!Are there any other optionswith the Tesseract?No, no, no. There'sno other options.There's no do-overs. We'renot going anywhere else.We have one particle left. Each.That's it, alright? We use that...Bye, bye. You're not going home.Yeah, well if we don't try...then no one else isgoing home, either.I got it.There's another way. To retake theTesseract and acquire new particles.We'll stroll down memory lane.Military installation, Garden State.Why were they both there?They were there at a...I'vea vaguely exact idea.How vague?What are you talking about?Where are we going?- I know for a fact they were there...- Who's they?- What are we doing?- And I know how I know.Guys, what's up? What is it?Well, it looks likewe're improvising.- Right.- What are we improvising?Scott, get this backto the compound.Suit up.What's in New Jersey?- 0-4, 0-4...- Uhh, 0-7.- 0-7.- Excuse me...1-9-7-0.- Are you sure?- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.America. Rogers. Look,if you do this,and this doesn't work,you're not coming back.Thanks for the peptalk, pissant.You trust me?I do.Your call.Here we go.Hey, man!Make love, not war!Clearly, you weren'tactually born here, right?The idea of me was.Right. Well, imagineyou're SHIELD, running aquasi-fascisticintelligence organization.Where do you hide it?In plain sight.Good luck on yourmission, Captain.Good luck on yourproject, doctor.You're new here?Not exactly.Gotcha.Back in the game.Arnim, you in there?Arnim?Hey!The door's this way, pal.Oh, yeah.I'm looking for Dr. Zola.Have you seen him?Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,I haven't seen a soul.Pardon me.Do I know you?No, sir. I'm, a...visitor from MIT.Huh. MIT.Got a name?Howard.Well that'll beeasy to remember.Howard......Potts.Well, I'm Howard Stark.Hi.Shit. Now, don't pull it.Yeah...You look a little green aroundthe gills there, Potts.I'm fine. Just, long hours.Wanna get some air?- Hello, Potts.- Yeah. That would be swell.- That way.- Okay.Need your briefcase?You're not one ofthose, are ya, Potts?- Hello.- Dr. Pym?That would be the numberthat you called. Yes.This is Capt. Stevensfrom shipping.- We have a package for you.- Bring it up.Well, that's the thing, sir.We can't.I'm confused. I thoughtthat was your job.Well, it's just... Sir,the box is glowing and,to be honest, some of our mailguys aren't feeling that great.They didn't knowbetter, did they?Yeah, they did. Youbetter get down here.Excuse me. Out of the way!So, flowers and sauerkraut. Yougot a big date tonight?My wife's expecting.And, uh... Too muchtime in the office.- Congratulations.- Thanks. Hold this, will you?Yeah, sure.- How far along is she?- I don't know... uh...She's at the point where she can'tstand the sound of my chewing.I guess I'll be eatingdinner in the pantry again.I have a little girl.A girl would be nice. Less of a chanceshe'd turn out exactly like me.What'd be so awful about that?Let's just say that the greatergood has rarely outweighedmy own self-interests.- And you've never seen these 2 men before?- No, I've got an eye for this.- The 2 of them looked fishy.- Can you describe them?- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?Definitely Mungo Jerry.Yeah, this is Chesler. Ineed every available MPson sub-level 6. We havea potential breach.So, where are youat with names?Well, if it's a boy,my wife likes Almanzo.Might wanna let that stew on.You got time.Let me ask you a question.When your kid was born...- were you nervous?- Wildly. Yeah.Did you feel qualified?Like you had any idea how tosuccessfully operate that thing?I literally pieced ittogether as I went along,I thought about whatmy Dad did, and...My old man, he never met a problemhe couldn't solve with a belt.I thought my Dadwas tough on me.And now, looking back, I justremember the good stuff, you know.- He did drop the odd pearl.- Yeah? Like what?"No amount of money everbought a second of time."Smart guy.He did his best.Let me tell you. Thatkid's not even here yetand, there's nothing Iwouldn't do for him.Good to meet you, Potts.Yeah, Howard...Everything's gonna be all right.Thank you for everything......you've done forthis country.Jarvis.Have we ever met that guy?Seems very familiar.Weird beard, though.- You're weak.- I'm you.You can stop this.You know you want to.Did you see whathappens in the future?Thanos finds the Soul Stone.You wanna knowhow he does that?You wanna know, whathe does to you?That's enough.You disgust me.But, that doesn'tmean you're useless.How do I look?Wow...Under different circumstances,this would be totally awesome.I bet the raccoon didn'thave to climb a mountain.Technically, he's nota raccoon, you know.Whatever. He eats garbage.Welcome.Natasha, daughter of Ivan.Clint, son of Edith.Who are you?Consider me a guide.To you, and to all whoseek the Soul Stone.Okay. You tell us where it is.Then we'll be on our way.If only it were that easy.What you seek liesin front of you......as does what you fear.The stone is down there.For one of you.For the other...In order to take the stone, youmust lose that which you love.An everlasting exchange.A soul, for a soul.How's it going?Jesus...Maybe he's making this shit up.No. I don't think so.Why, 'cause he knowsyour Daddy's name?I didn't.Thanos left here with the stonewithout his daughter.It's not a coincidence.Yeah.Whatever it takes.Whatever it takes.If we don't get that stone,billions of people stay dead.Then I guess we bothknow who it's gotta be.I guess we do.I'm starting to think, we've beendifferent people here, Natasha.For the last five years I've been tryingto do one thing: Get to right here.That's all it's been about.Bringing everybody back.- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.- What, you think I wanna do it?I'm trying to saveyour life, you idiot.Yeah well, I don't wantyou to, because I...Natasha, you knowwhat I've done.You know what I've become.I don't judge people ontheir worst mistakes.Maybe you should.You didn't.You're a pain in myass, you know that?Okay.You win.Tell my family I love them.You tell them yourself.Damn you!Let me go.No.Please, no.It's okay.Please...Did we get them all?You telling me this'llactually work?Clint, where's Nat?Do we know if she had family?Yeah. Us.What?I just asked him a question...Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.Why are we acting like she's dead?We have the stones, right?As long as we havethe stones, Cap, we can bringher back, isn't that right?So stop this shit. We're theAvengers, get it together.We can't get her back.- Wha- what?- It can't be undone. It can't.I'm sorry. No offense, but you'rea very earthly being. Okay?We're talking about space magic.And "can't" seems very () don't you think?Look, I know that I'm wayoutside my paygrade here.But she still isn'there, is she?- Now that's my point.- It can't be undone.Or that's at least what the,great floating guy had to say.Maybe you wanna go talk to him?Okay?Go grab your hammer, and yougo fly and you talk to him.It was supposed to be me.She sacrificed her life for thatgoddamned stone. She bet her life on it.She's not coming back.We have to make it worth it.We have to.We will.Boom!All right. The glove's ready.Question is, who's gonnasnap their freaking fingers?I'll do it.It's okay.- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.- Hey, hey...Thor, just wait.We haven't decided who'sgonna put that on yet.I'm sorry. What, were you just sittingaround waiting for the right opportunity?We should at least discuss it.Look, us sitting here staring at thatthing is not gonna bring everybody back.I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? Sothis responsibility falls upon me.It's my duty. It's not that... It's...stop it! Just let me.Just let me do it. Justlet me do something good.- Something great.- Look...It's not just the fact thatthat glove is channelingenough energy to light up acontinent, I'm telling youyou're in no condition.What do you think is coursingthrough my veins right now?Cheez Whiz?- Lightning.- Yeah.Lightning won't help you, pal.It's gotta be me.You saw what those stones did to Thanos.It almost killed him.None of you could survive.How do we know you will?I don't. But theradiation's mostly gamma.It's like...I was meant for this.Good to go, yeah?Let's do it.You remember everyoneThanos snapped away fiveyears ago and just bringingthem back to now, today.Don't change anythingfrom the last five years.Got it.Friday, do me a favor andactivate protocol 8.Yes, boss.Everybody comes home.- Take it off. Take it off!- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?Talk to me, Banner.I'm okay. I'm okay.Bruce!Don't move him.- Did it work?- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.Honey.Honey.Guys...I think it worked!I can't breathe. I can't breathe!I can't breathe.Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!Hurry up! Hurry up!Come on!Rhodey!Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We'rein the lower level, it's flooding!- What?- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!Wait! I'm here! I'mhere, can you hear me?Cap?Daughter.Yes, Father.So, this is the future.Well done.Thank you, Father. Theysuspected nothing.The arrogant never do.Go.Find the stones.Bring them to me.What will you do?Wait.Tell me something.In the future, whathappens to you and me?I tried to kill you.Several times.But eventually,we become friends.We become sisters.Come on.We can stop him.Come on, buddy. Wake up.That's my man.You lose this again,I'm keeping it.What happened?We messed with time.It tends to mess back.You'll see.What's he been doing?Absolutely nothing.Where are the stones?Lost somewhere under all this.All I know is hedoesn't have them.So we keep it that way.- You know it's a trap, right?- Yeah...I don't much care.Good.Just as long as we'reall in agreement.Let's kill himproperly this time.You could not livewith your own failure.Where did that bring you?Back to me.I thought by eliminatinghalf of life,the other half would thrive.But you've shown me,that's impossible.And as long as there are thosethat remember what was,there will always be those thatare unable to accept what can be.They will resist.Yep. We're allkinds of stubborn.I'm thankful.Because now, I knowwhat I must do.I will shred this universedown to its last atom.And then...With the stones you've collectedfor me, create a new one.Teeming with life,but knows not what it has lostbut only what it has been given.A grateful universe.Born out of blood.They'll never know it.Because you won't bealive to tell them.See you on the other side, man.Hang on! I'm coming!Oh, hey...I know you.Father. I have the stones.What?!Stop.You're betraying us?You don't have to do this.I am... this.No, you're not.You've seen what we become.Nebula, listen to her.You can change.He won't let me.No!Okay, Thor. Hit me.Boss, wake up.I knew it!In all my years of conquest...violence...slaughter...It was never personal.But I'll tell you now...what I'm about to doto your stubborn,annoying little planet...I'm gonna enjoy it.Very, very much.Cap, you hear me?Cap, it's Sam.Can you hear me?On your left.Is that everyone?What, you wanted more?Avengers...... assemble.No, no. Give me that.You have the little one.Hey!Holy cow.You will not believe what's been going on.Do you remember when we were in space?And I got all dusty? I must've passedout, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.But Doctor Strange was there, right?He was like,"It's been five years.Come on, they need us!"And then he started doing the yellowsparkly thing that he does all the time...What are you doing?This is nice.Gamora?I thought I lost you.Don't... touch... me!You missed the first time...then you got themboth the second time.This is the one? Seriously?The choices were him, or a tree.Cap, what do you want me todo with this damn thing?Get those stones asfar away as possible!No!We need to get them backwhere they came from.No way to get them back. Thanosdestroyed the quantum tunnel.Hold on!That wasn't ouronly time machine.Anyone see an uglybrown van up there?Yes!But you're not gonnalike where it's parked.Scott, how long you needto get that thing working?Maybe ten minutes.Get it started. We'llget the stones to you.We're on it, Cap.Hey.You said one out of 14million, we win, yeah?Tell me this is it.If I tell you whathappens, it won't happen.You better be right.It's a mess back here.It's... it's dead.- What?- It's dead.I have to hotwire it.Where's Nebula?She's not responding.Sire!Clint!Give it to me.You took everything from me.I don't even know who you are.You will.I got it!Activate Instant Kill!Rain fire!But Sire, our troops!Just do it!Is anyone else seeing this?I got this.I got this!Okay, I don't got this.- Help! Somebody, help!- Hey, Queens. Heads up.Hang on. I got you, kid.Hey! Nice to meet---Oh! My God!What the hell is this?Friday, what are they firing at?Something just enteredthe upper atmosphere.Oh, yeah!Danvers, we need an assist here.Hi. I'm Peter Parker.Hey, Peter Parker. Gotsomething for me?I don't know how you'regonna get through all that.Don't worry.She's got help.I am... inevitable.And I...am...... Iron Man.Mr. Stark?Hey...Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?It's Peter.We won.Mr. Stark....We won, Mr. Stark.We won and you did it, sir.You did it.I'm sorry... Tony...- Hey.- Hey, Pep...- Friday?- Life functions critical.Tony.Look at me.We're gonna be okay.You can rest now.Everybody wants ahappy ending, right?But it doesn't alwaysroll that way.Maybe this time.I'm hoping if youplay this back,it's in celebration.I hope families are reunited,I hope we get it back,and something like anormal version of theplanet has been restored.If there ever was such a thing.God, what a world.Universe, now.If you told me ten yearsago that we weren't alone,let alone, you know,to this extent,I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.But come on, you know?That epic forces of darkness andlight that have come into play.And, for better or worse,that's the reality Morgan's gonnahave to find a way to grow up in.So I found the time and Irecorded a little greeting...In the case of an untimely death.On my part.Not that, death in anytime isn't untimely.This time travel thing that we'regonna try and pull off tomorrow,it's, it's got me scratchingmy head about this.But then again, that's the hero gig.Part of the journey is the end.Everything's gonna work outexactly the way it's supposed to.I love you 3,000.You know, I wishthere was a way...that I could let her know.That we won.We did it.She knows.They both do.How you doing, Squirt?- Good.- You good?- Okay. You hungry?- Mm-hmm.- What do you want?- Cheeseburgers.You know your Dadliked cheeseburgers?I'm gonna get you all thecheeseburgers you want.Okay.So, when can we expect you back?- About that...- Thor. Your people need a king.No, they already have one.That's funny.You're being serious?It's time for me to bewho I am rather thanwho I'm supposed to be.But you, you're a leader.That's who you are.You know I'd make a lotof changes around here.I'm counting on it.Your Majesty.What will you do?I'm not sure.For the first time in athousand years, I...I have no path. I dohave a ride, though.Move it or lose it, hairbag.Well, here we are.Tree! Good to see you.Well...The As-Guardians of theGalaxy back together again.Where to first?Just so you know, this is my ship still.I'm in charge.I know. I know. Ofcourse, you are.Of course.See, you say of course, butthen you touch the map.It makes you think that maybe youdidn't realize I was in charge.Quail, that's your owninsecurities in there. Okay?I'm merely trying to be of service.An assistant.- Quill.- That's what I said.You should fight one anotherfor the honor of leadership.Sounds fair.- It's not necessary.- It's not.Okay?I got some blasters unlessyou guys wanna use knives.Oh, yes. Please, use knives.I am Groot.Not necessary.There shall be noknifing one another.Everybody knows who's in charge.It's me.Yes, you! Of course!Of course. Of course.Remember...You have to return the stones atthe exact moment you got them.Or you're gonna open up a bunchof nasty alternative realities.Don't worry, Bruce.Clip all the branches.You know, I tried.When I had the gauntlet, the stones,I really tried to bring her back.- I miss them, man.- Me, too.You know, if you want,I can come with you.You're a good man, Sam.This one's on me, though.Don't do anything stupid'till I get back.How can I? You're takingall the stupid with you.Gonna miss you, Buddy.It's gonna be okay, Buck.How long is this gonna take?For him? As long as heneeds, For us, five seconds.Ready, Cap?Alright. We'll meetyou back here, okay?You bet.Going quantum. Three..two.. one...And returning in, five,four, three, two, one...Where is he?I don't know. He blew right by histime stamp. He should be here.- Well, get him back.- I'm trying.- Get him the hell back.- I said, I'm trying!Sam.Go ahead.Cap?Hi, Sam.So did something go wrong,or did something go right?Well, after I put thestones back, I thought...Maybe I'll try someof that life Tony was...telling me to get.How did that work out for you?It was beautiful.I'm happy for you. Truly.Thank you.Only thing bumming meout is the fact I haveto live in a worldwithout Captain America.Oh...That reminds me...Try it on.How's it feel?Like it's someone else's.It isn't.Thank you.I'll do my best.That's why it's yours.You wanna tell me about her?No.No, I don't think I will.Subbed By: Fuj69Film(iamdepressed69)Jeej FujjuFMore Movie Scripts | Request a Movie TranscriptRead more: https://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=avengers-endgame

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Only a tiny bit sadistic.
Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, but
we figured out a way to reverse the ion charge
to buy ourselves, about,
48 hours of playtime.
But it's now dead in the water.
We're 1,000 lightyears
from the nearest 7-11.
Oxygen will run out
tomorrow morning.
That'll be it.
And Pep, I...
I know I said no
more surprises, but
I gotta say I was really hoping
to pull off one last one.
But it looks like...
Well, you know what
it looks like.
Don't feel bad about this.
I mean actually if you
grovel for a couple weeks,
and then, move on
with enormous guilt.
I should probably lie down.
I'm gonna caress my
Please know that...
When I drift off, it will be
goodbye the whole time...
I'll think about you.
Because it's always you.
- Couldn't stop him.
- Neither could I.
I lost the kid.
Tony, we lost.
Is, umm...
Oh, my God!
It's okay.
It's been 23 days since
Thanos came to Earth.
World governments are in pieces.
The parts that are still working
are trying to take a census,
And it looks like he did...
He did exactly what he said he
was gonna do. Thanos wiped out..
...fifty percent of
all living creatures.
Where is he now? Where?
We don't know.
He just opened a portal
and walked through.
What's wrong with him?
He's pissed.
He thinks he failed.
Which of course he did, but there's a
lot of that goin' around, ain't there?
Honestly, at this exact second, I
thought you were a Build-A-Bear.
Maybe I am.
We've been hunting Thanos
for three weeks now.
Deep space scans, and
satellites, and we got nothing.
- Tony you fought him.
- Who told you that?
Didn't fight him.
No. He wiped my face
with a planet while a
Bleecker Street magician
gave away the stone.
- That's what happened. There was no fight...
- Okay.
Did he give you any clues?
Any coordinates, anything?
Pfft!
I saw this coming a few years back. I had
a vision. I didn't wanna believe it.
Thought I was dreaming.
- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.
- And I needed you.
As in past tense. That trumps what
you need. It's too late, buddy.
Sorry.
You know what I need?
I need to shave.
- And I believe I rememeber telling
- Tony, Tony, Tony...
why that otherwise,
that what we needed was a suit of armor
around the world. Remember that?
Whether it impacted our precious
freedoms, or not. That's what we needed.
- Well that didn't work out, did it?
- I said we'd lose.
You said, "We'll do
that together, too."
Well guess what, Cap? We lost.
You weren't there.
But that's what we do, right?
Our best work after the fact?
We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?
Not the Prevengers?
Okay. You made your point.
Just sit down, okay?
- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.
- Tony, sit, sit down!
We need you. You're new blood.
Bunch of tired old mills...
I got nothing for you, Cap.
I got no coordinates,
no clues, no strategies,
no options...
Zero. Zip. Nada. No
trust, you liar...
Here, take this. You find
him and you put that on.
You hide.
- Tony!
- I'm fine. I...
Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonna
probably be out for the rest of the day.
You guys take care of him. And I'll bring
an Bezurian elixir when I come back.
- Where are you going?
- To kill Thanos.
Hey.
You know we usually work
as a team here, and
between you and I we're
also a little fragile.
We realize up there is more your
territory but this is our fight, too.
- You even know where he is?
- I know people who might.
Don't bother.
I can tell you where Thanos is.
Thanos spent a long time
trying to perfect me.
Then when he worked, he
talked about his great plan.
Even disassembled, I
wanted to please him.
I'd ask, where would we go
once his plan was complete?
His answer was always the same.
To The Garden.
That's cute. Thanos has
a retirement plan.
So where is he, then?
When Thanos snapped his fingers,
Earth became ground zero for a power surge
of ridiculously cosmic proportions.
No one's ever seen anything like it...
until two days ago.
On this planet.
Thanos is there.
He used the stones again.
Hey, hey, hey...
We'd be going in
short-handed, you know?
- Look, he still got the stones, so...
- So let's get him.
- We use them to bring everyone back.
- Just like that?
Yeah. Just like that.
Even if there's a small chance
that we can undo this...
I mean, we owe it to everyone
who's not in this room to try.
If we do this, how do we know it's gonna
end any differently than it did before?
Because before, you
didn't have me.
Hey, new girl, everybody in this
room is about that superhero life.
And if you don't mind my asking, where
the hell have you been all this time?
There are a lot of other
planets in the universe.
And unfortunately, they
didn't have you guys.
I like this one.
Let's go get this
son of a bitch.
Okay. Who here hasn't
been to space?
You better not throw
up on my ship.
Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.
I'll head down for recon.
- This is gonna work Steve.
- I know it will.
Because I don't know what
I'm gonna do if it doesn't.
No satellites, no ships, no armies,
no ground defenses of any kind.
It's just him.
Then that's enough.
Oh, no.
Where are they?
Answer the question.
The universe
required correction.
After that, the stones served
no purpose, beyond temptation.
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to
destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
We have to tear this place apart.
He has to be lying.
My father is many things.
A liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
What... what did you do?
I went for the head.
So I, uh...
Went on a date the other day.
It's the first time in five years,
you know? Sit there, dinner...
I didn't know what
to talk about.
What did you talk about?
Same old crap, you know? How
things have changed, and...
My job, his job....
How much we miss the Mets.
Then things get quiet..
He cried as they were
serving the salads.
What about you?
I cried just before dessert.
But I'm seeing him
again tomorrow, so...
That's great.
You did the hardest part.
You took the jump, you
didn't know where you
were gonna come down.
And that's it. That's those little
brave baby steps you gotta take.
To try and become whole again.
To try and find purpose.
I went in the ice in '45 right
after I met the love of my life.
Woke up 70 years later.
You got to move on.
Got to move on.
The world is in our hands.
It's left to us guys.
And we got to do
something with it.
Otherwise...
Thanos should've
killed all of us.
What the hell?
Hope?
Kid! Hey, kid!
What the hell happened here?
My God...
No. Please. Please, please.
No, no, no...
Excuse me. Sorry.
No, Cassie, no.
No.
No, no.
Please, please,
please, please....
No, Cassie...
What?
Cassie?
Dad?
You're so big!
Yeah, we boarded that highly
suspect warship Danvers pinged.
It was an infectious
garbage scowl.
So, thanks for the hot tip.
- Well, you were closer.
- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.
You get a reading
on those tremors?
It was a mild subduction
under the African plate.
Do we have a visual? How
are we handling it?
Nat, it's an earthquake
under the ocean.
We handle it by not handling it.
Carol, are we seeing
you here next month?
- Not likely.
- What, you gonna get another haircut?
Listen, fur-face. I'm
covering a lot of territory.
The things that are
happening on Earth are
happening everywhere, on
thousands of planets.
That's a good point.
That's a good point.
So you might not see
me for a long time.
All right. Uh, well...
This channel is always active.
So, anything goes sideways...
Anyone's making trouble
where they shouldn't...
- Comes through me.
- Okay.
All right.
Good luck.
- Where are you?
- Mexico.
The federales found a
room full of bodies.
Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Never
even had the chance to get their guns off.
- It's probably a rival gang...
- Except it isn't.
It's definitely Barton.
What he's done here, what he's
been doing for the last few years,
I mean, the scene
that he left...
I gotta tell you, there's a part of
me that doesn't even wanna find him.
Will you find out where
he's going next?
Nat...
Please.
Okay.
You know I'd offer to clip your dinner
but you seem pretty miserable already.
You here to do your laundry?
And to see a friend.
Clearly, your friend is fine.
You know I saw a pod of whales
when I was coming up the bridge.
- In the Hudson?
- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.
You know, if you're about to tell
me to look on the bright side...
Um...
I'm about to hit you in the head
with a peanut butter sandwich.
Sorry. Force of habit.
You know I keep telling everybody
they should move on and... grow.
Some do.
But not us.
- If I move on, who does this?
- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.
I used to have nothing.
And then I got this.
This job.
This family.
And I was... I was
better because of it.
And even though...
they're gone...
Now, I'm still
trying to be better.
I think we both
need to get a life.
You first.
Oh... Hi. Hi!
Is anyone home?
This is Scott Lang.
We met a few years ago, at the airport?
In Germany?
I got really big and
I had my mask on.
- You wouldn't recognize me.
- Is this an old message?
Ant-Man? Ant-Man, I
know you know that.
It's the front gate.
I need to talk to you guys.
Scott.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Have either of you guys ever
studied quantum physics?
Only in mid-conversation.
Alright. So...
Five years ago, right before...
Thanos,
I was in a place called
the quantum realm.
The quantum realm is like its
own microscopic universe.
To get in there, you have to be
incredibly small. Hope, she's my...
She... she was my...
She was supposed to pull me out.
And then Thanos happened, and
- I got stuck in there.
- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.
Yeah, but that's just it.
It wasn't.
For me it was five hours.
See, the rules of the quantum realm
aren't like they are up here.
Everything is unpredictable. Is that
anybody's sandwich? I'm starving.
Scott.
What are you talking about?
So...
What I'm saying is...
Time works differently
in the quantum realm.
The only problem is right now, we
don't have a way to navigate it.
But what if we did?
I can't stop thinking about it. What
if we could somehow control the chaos,
and we could navigate it? What if
there was a way that we can enter
the quantum realm at a certain
point in time but then
exit the quantum realm at
another point in time? Like...
Like before Thanos.
Wait, are you talking
about a time machine?
No. No, of course not.
No, not a time machine.
It's more like a...
Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.
It's crazy.
But I can't stop thinking about it.
There's gotta be...
Some wa... It's crazy.
I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,
nothing sounds crazy anymore.
So who do we talk to about this?
Chow-time!
Morgoona.
Morgan H. Stark.
Want some lunch?
- Define lunch or be disintegrated.
- Okay.
You should not be
wearing that, okay?
That is part of a special anniversary
gift I'm making for Mom.
There you go. Are you
thinking about lunch?
Want a handful of crickets?
- No.
- That's what you want.
- How did you find this?
- Garage.
Really?
- Were you looking for it?
- No.
I found it, though.
You like going to the garage, huh?
So does Daddy.
It's fine actually. Mom never
wears anything I wear.
Now, we know what
it sounds like...
Tony after everything you've seen,
is anything really impossible...
Quantum fluctuation messes
with the Planck scale,
which then triggers the Deutsch
proposition. Can we agree on that?
Thank you.
In Layman's terms, it means
you're not coming home.
- I did.
- No.
You accidentally survived. It's a---
It's a billion-to-one
cosmic fluke.
And now you wanna pull a...
What do you call it?
- A time heist?
- Yeah. Time heist.
Of course. Why didn't we
think of this before?
Oh! Because it's laughable?
Because it's a pipedream?
The stones are in the past. We
can go back and we can get them.
We can snap our own fingers.
We can bring everybody back.
Or screw it up worse than
he already has, right?
I don't believe we would.
Gotta say this. Sometimes, I
miss that giddy optimism.
However, high hopes won't
help if there's no logical,
tangible, way for me to safely
execute said time heist.
I believe the most likely outcome
will be our collective demise.
Not if we strictly follow
the rules of time travel.
That means no talking to our past selves,
no betting on sporting events...
I'm gonna stop you
right there, Scott.
Are you seriously telling
me that your plan to
save the universe is based
on Back to the Future?
- No.
- Good. You had me worried there.
'Cause that'd be horseshit. That's
not how quantum physics works.
Tony...
We have to take a stand.
We did stand. And
yet, here we are.
I know you got a lot on the line.
You got a wife, a daughter.
But I lost someone very important to me.
A lot of people did.
And now, now, we have a chance to bring
her back. To bring everyone back.
And you're telling me
that you won't even...
That's right, Scott.
I won't. Leave it.
Got a kid.
Mommy told me to
come and save you.
Good job. I'm saved.
I wish you'd come here to
ask me something else.
Anything else. Honestly, I
missed you guys, it was...
- Oh, and table's set for six.
- Tony, I get it.
And I'm happy for you.
I really am.
But this is a second chance.
I got my second chance
right here, Cap.
I can't roll the dice again.
If you don't talk shop,
you can stay for lunch.
- He's scared.
- He's not wrong.
Yeah, but I mean,
what are we gonna do?
We need him. What,
are we gonna stop?
No. I wanna do it right.
We're gonna need a
really big brain.
Bigger than his?
Come on. I feel like I'm the only
one eating. Try some of that.
Have some eggs.
I'm so confused.
- These are confusing times.
- Right. No, no...
- That's not what I meant. I...
- No, I get it.
I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.
- I'm wearing shirts now.
- Yeah! How? Why?
Five years ago we
got our asses beat.
Except it was worse for me.
Because I lost twice.
First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.
Then, we all lost.
- No one blamed you, Bruce.
- I did.
For years I've been
treating the Hulk like he's
some kind of disease,
something to get rid of.
But then I started looking
at him as the cure.
Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I put
the brains and the brawn together.
And now look at me.
Best of both worlds.
- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?
- Yes?
- Can we get a photo?
- 100%, little person.
Come on, step on up. You mind?
Oh.
- Say "green."
- Green.
Greeeen.
- Did you get that?
- That's good.
Don't you wanna grab one with me?
I'm Ant-Man.
They're Hulk fans.
They don't know Ant-Man.
- Nobody does.
- Wait, no, no, he wants to...
You want to take a
picture with him, right?
He's even saying no he doesn't.
I get it.
I don't want it either. I don't
want a picture with them.
- He's gonna feel bad.
- Sorry.
- They said they'd do it.
- I don't want it anymore.
- You'd feel bad...
- Take the goddamn phone.
Thank you, Mr. Hulk.
No, it's great, kids.
Thank you very much.
- Hulk out!
- Bruce.
- Dab.
- Bruce.
Listen to your Mom.
She knows better.
- About we were saying...
- Right.
The whole time travel do-over?
Guys, it's outside of
my area of expertise.
Well, you pulled this off.
I remember a time when that
seemed pretty impossible, too.
Look at a mod inspiration,
let me see what checks out.
So, recommend one last sim before
we pack it in for the night.
This time, in the shape of a
mobius strip, inverted. Please?
Processing...
Give me that eigenvalue. That, particle
factoring, and spectral decomp.
- Gotta take a second.
- Just a moment.
And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.
I'm just kinda...
Model rendered.
Shit!
Shit!
What are you doing
up, Little Miss?
- Shit.
- No. We don't say that.
Only Mommy says that word. She
coined it, it belongs to her.
Why you up?
'Cause I got some important shit
going on here. What do you think?
No, I got something on my mind.
I got something on my mind.
- Was it Juice Pops?
- Sure was.
That's extortion.
Great minds think alike. Juice
Pops, exactly was on...
my mind.
You done? Yeah? Now you are.
- That face, goes there.
- Tell me a story.
A story.
Once upon a time, a little
girl went to bed. The end.
That ain't the whole story.
Come on, that's your
favorite story.
I love you tons.
I love you 3,000.
Wow.
3,000. That's crazy.
Go to bed. Or I'll
sell all your toys.
Night-night.
Not that it's a competition,
but she loves me 3,000.
You were somewhere in
the low 6 to 900 range.
- What you reading?
- Just a book on composting.
What's new with composting?
- Just ....
- I figured it out...
by the way.
You know, just so we're talking
about the same thing...
Time travel.
What?
Wow.
That's...
Amazing, and.... terrifying.
That's right.
- I got really lucky.
- Yeah. I know.
- A lot of people didn't.
- No, I can't help everybody.
- It sorta seems like you can.
- Not if I stop.
I can put a pin in it
right now, and stop.
Tony...
trying to get you to stop has been one
of the few failures of my entire life.
I sometimes feel I should put it in a locked
box and drop it at the bottom of a lake...
...go to bed.
But would you be able to rest?
Okay, here we go. Time
travel test number one.
Scott, fire up the, uhh...
The van thing.
Breakers are set. Emergency
generators are on standby.
Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don't
wanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.
- Excuse me?
- He's kidding.
You can't say things like that.
Just... it was, just a bad joke.
- You were kidding, right?
- I have no idea.
We're talking about time travel here.
Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.
We're good! Get your helmet on.
Scott, I'm gonna send you
back a week, but you'll walk
around for an hour, then bring
you back in 10 seconds.
- Makes sense?
- Perfectly not confusing.
Good luck, Scott. You got this.
You're right. I do,
Captain America.
On the count of three.
3.. 2.. 1..
Guys? This doesn't feel right.
- What's going on? Hold on.
- Who is that?
- Is that Scott?
- Yes, it's Scott!
Ooh! My back!
- Can you bring him back?
- I'm working on it!
A baby.
- It's Scott.
- As a baby!
Bring Scott back.
When I say kill the
power, kill the power.
And... kill it!
Somebody peed my pants.
I don't know if it was
"baby" me or "old" me.
Or, just "me" me.
Time travel!
What?
I see this as an absolute win.
Why the long face?
Let me guess. He
turned into a baby.
Among other things, yeah.
What are you doing here?
That's the EPR paradox.
Instead of pushing Lang through time, you
might've wound up pushing time through Lang.
It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebody
coulda cautioned you against it.
- You did.
- Oh, did I?
Thank God, I'm here.
Regardless, I fixed it.
A fully functioning
time-space GPS.
I just want peace.
Turns out, resentment is
corrosive, and I hate it.
Me, too.
We got a shot at getting
these stones, but I
gotta tell you my
priority is to bring back
what we lost? I hope, yes.
Keep what I found? I
have to, at all costs.
And, maybe not die
trying will be nice.
Sounds like a deal.
- Tony, I don't know...
- Why? He made it for you.
Plus, honestly I have to get it out the
garage before Morgan takes it sledding.
Thank you, Tony.
Will you keep that a little quietly?
Didn't bring one for the whole team.
- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?
- We're working on that right now.
- Hey, humie! Where's big green?
- Kitchen. I think.
- That's awesome.
- Rodent, careful on re-entry.
There's an idiot on
the landing zone.
Oh, God!
What's up, regular-sized man?
Kind of a step down from a golden palace
for an Avenger highness or whatnot.
Hey, have a little compassion, pal.
First, they've lost Asgard,
then half the people. They're probably
just happy they have a home.
You shouldn't have come!
Valkyrie!
Great to see you, Angry Girl.
I think I liked you better
either of the other ways.
- This is Rocket.
- How you doin'?
- He won't see you.
- That bad, huh?
We only see him once a month,
when he comes in for...
...supplies.
- It's that bad.
- Yeah.
What the...
Woo! Something died in here.
Hello? Thor?
Are you here about the cable?
The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,
and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...
Boys! Oh, my God!
My God! How have you been?
Come here, you little rascal!
No, I'm good! I'm good.
That's not necessary!
Hulk, you know my friends,
Miek, Korg, right?
- Hey, boys!
- Hey, guys. Long time no see.
Beer's on the bucket. Feel
free to log on to the wi-fi.
No password, obviously.
Thor, he's back. That kid on the TV
who's called me a dickhead again.
- Noobmaster.
- Yeah, Noobmaster69.
Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.
You know, the God of Thunder?
Listen, buddy. If you don't log off
this game immediately I'm gonna fly
home to your house, come down to
that basement you're hiding in,
rip off your arms then
shove them up your butt!
Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry to
your father, you little weasel!
Thank you, Thor.
Let me know if he
bothers you again, okay?
Thank you very much. I will.
So you guys want a drink?
What are you drinking?
We have beer, tequila,
all sorts of things.
Buddy, you all right?
Yes, I'm fine! Why,
don't I look all right?
You look like melted ice cream.
So, what's up?
We need your help. There might be
a chance we could fix everything.
What, like the cable? 'Cause that's
been driving me bananas for weeks.
Like Thanos.
Don't say that name.
Um, yeah. We don't actually
say that name in here.
Please take your hand off me.
Now, I know that...
guy might scare you.
Why would I be? Why would, why
would I be scared of that guy?
I'm the one who killed
that guy, remember?
Anyone else here
killed that guy?
Nope. Didn't think so.
Korg, why don't you, tell everybody
who chopped Thanos' big head off.
Umm... Stormbreaker?
Now, who's swinging
Stormbreaker?
I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?
I've been there myself.
You wanna know who
helped me out of it?
I don't know. Is it... Natasha?
It was you.
You helped me.
Why don't you ask the,
Asgardians down there,
how much my help was worth.
The ones that are left, anyway.
I think we can bring them back.
Stop. Just, stop...
I know you think I'm down here wallowing in
my own self-pity, waiting to be rescued and
and saved. But I'm fine, okay?
We're fine, aren't we?
Nah, all good here, mate!
So, whatever it is that
you're offering, we're
not into it, don't care,
couldn't care less.
Goodbye.
We need you, pal.
There's beer on the ship.
What kind?
It's him! He's after Akihiko!
We never did anything to you!
You're done hurting people.
You're crazy!
Wait! Help me!
What I want...
You can't give me.
You shouldn't be here.
Neither should you.
I've got a job to do.
Is that what you're
calling this?
Killing all these people isn't
gonna bring your family back.
We found something.
A chance, maybe...
Don't.
Don't what?
Don't give me hope.
I'm sorry I couldn't
give it to you sooner.
Drifting left. On the
side there, Lebowski.
- Ratchet, how's it going?
- It's Rocket.
Take it easy. You're only
a genius on Earth, pal.
Yup.
Time travel suit? Not bad.
Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!
- I'm being very careful.
- No, you're being very Hulky.
- I'm being careful.
- These are Pym particles, all right?
And ever since Hank Pym got snapped
out of existence, this is it.
This is what we have. We're
not making any more.
- Scott, calm down.
- Sorry.
We've got enough for
one round trip, each.
That's it. No do-overs.
Plus, two test runs.
One test run.
All right. I'm not
ready for this.
I'm game.
I'll do it.
Clint, now you're gonna feel
a little discombobulated
from the chronoshift.
Don't worry about it.
Wait a second, let me
ask you something.
If we can do this, you know, go
back in time, why don't we just
find baby Thanos, you know?
And...
- First of all, that's horrible.
- It's Thanos.
And secondly, time doesn't work that way.
Changing the past doesn't change the future.
Look, we go back, we get the
stones before Thanos gets them...
Thanos doesn't have the stones.
Problem solved.
- Bingo.
- That's not how it works.
- Well, that's what I heard.
- What? By who? Who told you that?
Star Trek, Terminator,
TimeCop, Time After Time,
- Quantum Leap.
- A Wrinkle in Time,
- Somewhere in Time,
- Hot Tub Time Machine.
Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,
any movie that deals with time travel.
Die Hard? No, it's not...
This is known.
I don't know why everyone believes
that, but that isn't true.
Think about it: If you travel to the
past, that past becomes your future.
And your former present
becomes the past.
Which can't now be changed
by your new future...
Exactly.
So Back to the Future's
a bunch of bullshit?
All right, Clint. We're going in 3..
2.. 1...
Cooper?
- Where are my headphones?
- Lila?
Lila! No!
Dad?
Dad?
Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?
Yeah.
It worked.
It worked.
Okay, so the "how" works.
Now we gotta figure out the
"when," and the "where."
Almost everyone in this
room has had an encounter
with at least one of the
six Infinity Stones.
Well, I'd subtitute the
word 'encounter' for 'damn
near been killed by one of
the six Infinity Stones.'
I haven't. I don't even know what
the hell you're all talking about.
Regardless, we only have enough Pym
Particles for one round trip each,
and these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
So. Let's start
with the Aether.
Thor, what do you know?
Is he asleep?
Where to start? Umm...
The Aether, first,
is not a stone.
Someone's called it a stone before.
Ahem...
It's more of a... an angry
sludge, sort of thing. So...
Someone's gonna need to amend
that, and stop saying that.
Here's an interesting
story, though.
About the Aether. My
grandafther, many years
ago, had to hide the stone
from the Dark Elves.
Scary beings. So Jane...
Oh, there she is. That's Jane...
She's... an old flame of mine.
She... she stuck her hand
inside a rock this one time...
and then the Aether stuck
itself inside her.
And, she became very, very sick.
So I had to take her to
Asgard, which is where I'm from.
And we had to try and fix her.
We were dating at the time, you see. I
got to introduce her to my Mother...
who's dead, and umm....
Oh, you know. Jane and I aren't
even dating anymore, so...
These things happen though, you know.
Nothing lasts forever.
- The only thing that...
- Why don't you come sit down.
I'm not done yet. The only thing that
is permanent in life, is impermanence.
Awesome.
Eggs? Breakfast?
No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.
Quill said he stole the
Power Stone from Morag.
- Is that a person?
- Morag's a planet.
Quill was a person.
Like a planet? Like
in outer space?
Oh, look. It's like a little
puppy, all happy and everything.
Do you wanna go to space? You
wanna go to space, puppy?
I'll take you to space.
- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.
- What is Vormir?
A dominion of death, at the very
center of Celestial existence.
It's where... Thanos
murdered my sister.
Noted.
- That Time Stone guy...
- Doctor Strange.
Yeah, what kind
of doctor was he?
- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.
- Nice place in the village, though.
- Yeah. Sullivan Street.
- Hmm... Bleecker.
Wait, he lived in New York?
- No. He lived in Toronto.
- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.
Guys, if you pick the right year,
there are three stones in New York.
Shut the front door!
All right. We have a plan.
Six stones, three
teams, one shot.
Five years ago, we lost.
All of us.
We lost friends...
We lost family...
We lost a part of ourselves.
Today, we have a chance
to take it all back.
You know your teams, you
know your missions.
Get the stones, get them back.
One round trip each. No mistakes.
No do-overs.
Most of us are going
somewhere we know.
But it doesn't mean we
should know what to expect.
Be careful. Look out
for each other.
This is the fight of our lives.
And we're gonna win.
Whatever it takes.
Good luck.
- He's pretty good at that.
- Right?
All right. You heard the man.
Stroke those keys, jelly green.
Tractors engaged.
You promise to bring that
back in one piece, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. Okay.
- I'll do my best.
- As promises go, that was pretty lame.
See you in a minute.
All right, we all have our assignments.
Two stones uptown, one stone, down.
Stay low. Keep an
eye on the clock.
Feel free to smash if
things don't go your way.
I think it's gratuitous,
but whatever.
I'd be careful going that way.
We just had the floors waxed.
Ma'am, I'm looking
for Doctor Strange.
You're about... five
years too early.
Stephen Strange is currently performing
surgery about twenty blocks that way.
What do you want from him?
That, actually.
Ah.
- I'm afraid not.
- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.
- You don't wanna do this.
- You're right. I don't.
But I need that stone, and
I don't have time to...
Let's start over, shall we?
That's Jane.
All right.
Here's the deal, Tubby:
You're gonna charm her and I'm
gonna poke her with this thing
and extract the Reality Stone
and get gone, lickety-split.
I'll be right back, okay? There's a
wine cellar, that's just down there.
My father used to fish
with a barrel of ale.
- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...
- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?
Who's the fancy broad?
It's my Mother.
She dies today.
Oh. That's today?
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.
This was a bad idea.
- Come here.
- No, no, no. I think I'm having...
- I'm having a panic attack.
- Come here. Right here.
You think you're the only one who lost
people? What do you think we're doing here?
I lost the only
family I ever had.
Quill, Groot, Drax, the chick
with the antenna, all gone.
Now, I get you miss your Mom.
But she's gone. Really gone.
And there are plenty of people
who are only kinda gone.
But you can help them.
So is it too much to ask that you
brush the crumbs outta your beard,
make schmoopy talk to Pretty
Pants, and when she's not looking,
suck out the Infinity Stone and
help me get my family back?
Okay.
- Are you crying?
- No...
Yes!
Get it together!
You can do this.
You can do this.
All right?
- Yes, I can.
- Good.
I can do this.
I can't do this.
Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.
This is our shot.
Thor?
Thor!
Alright. Bring it down low.
Right on that line. That's it.
Down, down.
Hey, can we hurry it up?
Guys, chop-chop. Come on.
We're on the clock.
All that, is really helpful.
- Take care, okay?
- Yeah.
Take that stone and come back.
No messing around.
- Hey.
- You got this.
- Let's get it done.
- Yes, sir.
See you back.
You guys watch each other's six.
Yeah.
The coordinates for
Vormir are laid in.
All they have to do
is not fall out.
We're a long way from Budapest.
Okay, so, uhh...
We just wait around for this
Quill guy to show up and
then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
Wait a minute, what are
you talking about right
now? Who else is looking
for these stones?
My father, my sister...
- and me.
- And you?
Where are you right now?
- You're welcome.
- I didn't ask for your help.
And yet, you always need it.
Get up.
- Father wants us back on the ship.
- Why?
He's found an Infinity Stone.
- Where?
- On a planet called Morag.
Father's plan is
finally in motion.
- One stone isn't six, Nebula.
- It's a start.
If he gets all of them...
Ronan's located the Power Stone.
I'm dispatching you to his ship.
- He won't like that.
- His alternative is death, then.
Ronan's obsession
clouds his judgement.
We will not fail you, Father.
No, you won't.
I swear...
I will make you proud.
We just, wait around for
this Quill guy to show up,
and then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
- Who was that?
- I don't know...
My head is splitting...
I don't know...
Her synaptic drive was
probably damaged in battle.
Bring her to my ship.
Got to hustle, Cap. Things look like
they're just about wrapped up here.
Got it. I'm approaching
the elevator now.
If it's all the same to you...
I'll have that drink now.
All right. Good one. No standing around,
I'm closing up this door for later.
By the way, feel
free to clean up.
Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almost
forgot that that suit
- did nothing for your ass.
- No one asked you to look.
I think you look great, Cap.
As far as I'm concerned,
that's America's ass.
- Uhh, magic wand?
- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.
We can take that
off your hands.
By all means.
- Careful with that thing!
- Unless you want your mind erased.
- Not in a fun way.
- We promise to be careful.
- Who are these guys?
- They are SHIELD...
Well, actually Hydra. But,
we didn't know that yet.
Seriously, you didn't? I mean...
they look like bad guys.
You're small, but
you're talking loud.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue!
I mean, honestly! How do
you think you'll be...
Shut up.
All right, you're up, little buddy.
There's our stone.
Alright. Flick me.
- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.
- Hey! Buddy.
What do you think? Maximum
occupancy has been reached.
- Take the stairs!
- Yeah. Stop. Stop!
Take the stairs.
Take the stairs!
All right, Cap. I got our scepter in the
elevator just passing the 80th floor.
On it.
- Head to the lobby.
- Alright. I'll see you there.
Evidence secure. We're
en route to Dr. List.
No. No hitches at all, Mr.
Secretary.
Captain. I thought you were
coordinating search and rescue?
Change of plans.
Hey, Cap.
Rumlow.
I just got a call from the Secretary. I'm
gonna be running point on the scepter.
Sir? I don't understand.
We got word there may be
an attempt to steal it.
Sorry, Cap.
I can't give you the scepter.
- I'm gonna have to call the Director.
- That's okay. Trust me.
Hail Hydra.
So many stairs!
Thumbelina, do you copy?
I've got eyes on the prize.
- It is go-time.
- Bombs away.
Is, is that Axe body spray?
Yeah, I had a can just
for emergencies. Relax.
- Can we focus, please?
- I'm going inside you. Now.
May I ask you
where you're going?
To lunch and then Asgard.
I'm sorry, you are?
Alexander Pierce. He's the man, one
of the folks behind Nick Fury.
My friends call me Mr. Secretary.
I'm gonna have to ask you to
turn that prisoner over to me.
- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.
- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.
Odin can have what's left. And
I'm gonna need that case.
That's been SHIELD property
for over 70 years.
Hand over the case, Stark.
All right, move it, Stuart Little. Things
are getting dicey up here. Let's go.
I'm not gonna argue who's got the
higher authority here, all right?
You promise me you won't die?
You're only giving me a
mild cardiac dysrythmia.
That doesn't sound mild.
I need the case.
I know you got a lotta pull.
I'm just saying...
Okay. Then give me the case.
Do it, Lang!
- Get your hands off!
- Window's closing. Pull my pin!
Here goes!
- Stark?
- Stark!
Look, he's convulsing.
Give him air!
- Medic!
- Medic!
You got some help!
Stark, you--- your
chest machine?
Breathe! Breathe!
Good job. Meet me in the alley.
I'm gonna grab a quick slice.
No stairs!
You'll be fine, Stark.
Stay with us!
I'll try something, okay? I have
no idea if it's gonna work.
Yes!
That worked a treat.
That was so crazy!
I had no idea if
that was gonna work.
- The case...
- The case. It's, uhh...
Where's the case? Where's Loki?
Loki!
- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?
- Oh, we blew it.
Loki!?
Tony, what's going on?
Tell me you found that cube.
Oh, you gotta be shitting me.
I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.
I'm not Loki.
And I don't wanna hurt you.
I can do this all day.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Where did you get this?
Bucky... is... alive!
What?
That is America's ass.
- Please, please!
- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.
If I give up the Time Stone to help
your reality, I'm dooming my own.
With all due respect, I'm not sure
the science really supports that.
The Infinity Stones create what you
experience as the flow of time.
Remove one of the stones,
and that flow splits.
Now this may benefit your reality.
But my new one, not so much.
In this new branched reality, without our
chief weapon against the forces of darkness,
our world will be overrun.
Millions will suffer.
So, tell me, doctor, can your
science prevent all that?
No. But we can erase it.
Because once we're done with the stones, we
can return each one into its own timeline
at the moment it was taken.
So, chronologically...
In that reality....
it never left.
Yes, but you're leaving out
the most important part.
In order to return the
stones, you have to survive.
We will. I will. I promise.
I can't risk this
reality on a promise.
It's the duty, of the Sorcerer
Supreme to protect the Time Stone.
Then why the hell did
Strange give it away?
- What did you say?
- Strange. He gave it away.
He gave it to Thanos.
- Willingly?
- Yes.
- Why?
- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.
Or I did.
Strange was meant to
be the best of us.
So he must've done
it for a reason.
I fear you might be right.
Thank you.
I'm counting on you, Bruce.
We all are.
Run diagnostics.
Show me her memory file.
Sire, the file appears entangled.
It was a memory, but not hers.
There's another consciousness
sharing her network.
Another Nebula.
Impossible.
This duplicate carries a time stamp...
from nine years in the future.
Where is this other Nebula?
In our solar system.
On Morag.
- Can you access her?
- Yes. The two are linked.
Search the duplicate's
memories, for Infinity Stones.
And these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
Freeze image.
Terrans.
Avengers.
Unruly wretches. What's
that reflection?
Amplify this, Maw.
I don't understand.
- Two Nebulas.
- No. The same Nebula.
From two different times.
Set course for Morag. Scan
the duplicate's memories.
I want to see everything.
My ladies, I'll see you after.
Go on.
- What are you doing?
- Ahh!
You're better off leaving the
sneaking to your brother.
Yeah, I was simply just
going for a walk, and uh...
What are you wearing?
I always wear this. This
is one of my favorites.
What's wrong with your eye?
Oh, my eye. That's... you
remember the Battle of Haroquin?
When I got hit in the
face with a broadsword?
You're not the Thor I
know at all, are you?
Yes, I am.
The future hasn't been
kind to you, has it?
I didn't say I'm
from the future.
I was raised by witches, boy.
I see with more than
eyes, and you know that.
I am totally, totally
from the future!
Yes, you are.
- I really need to talk to you.
- We can talk.
His head was over there...
His body over there...
What was the point.
I was too late.
I was just standing there.
- Some idiot with an ax.
- You're no idiot.
You're here aren't you? Seeking counsel
from the wisest person in Asgard.
- I guess, yeah.
- Idiot? No.
- A failure? Absolutely.
- That's a little bit harsh.
You do know what
that makes you?
Just like everyone else.
I'm not supposed to be
like everyone else, am I?
Everyone fails at who they
are supposed to be, Thor.
The measure of a
person, of a hero
is how well they succeed
at being who they are.
I really missed you, Mum.
Thor! I got it!
Get that rabbit!
- Ma, I have to tell you something.
- No, son. You don't.
You're here to repair
your future, not mine.
- But this is about your future.
- It's none of my business.
Hey.
You must be Mom.
I got the thing. Come
on, we got to move.
- I wish we had more time.
- This was a gift.
And you're going to be the
man you're meant to be.
- I love you, Mom.
- I love you.
And eat a salad.
- Come on. We gotta go.
- Goodbye.
- Three... two...
- No, wait!
Wh- what am I looking at?
Oh, sometimes it takes a second.
I'm still worthy.
Oh, boy.
Goodbye, Mom.
So he's an idiot?
What's that?
The tool of a thief.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa...
This is the part where spikes come out,
with skeletons on the end and everything...
What are you talking about?
When you break into a place called
the temple of the Power Stone,
There's gonna be a bunch of booby
traps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.
I wasn't always like this.
Me either.
But we work with
what we got, right?
Sync up.
Three.. two.. one...
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
- What did you do to them?
- Nothing. Yet.
They're not trying to stop something
I'm going to do in our time.
They're trying to undo something
I've already done in theirs.
The stones...
I found them all.
I won.
Tipped the cosmic
scales to balance.
This is your future.
It's my destiny.
My father is many things. A
liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
And that, is destiny fulfilled.
Sire, your Daughter...
No...
...is a traitor.
That's not me. It's not. I could never...
I would never betray you. Never.
I know.
And you'll have the
chance to prove it.
No...
He knows!
Barton? Barton, come in.
Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.
Come on!
Come in, we have a prob....
Thanos knows.
Thanos...
Cap...
Sorry, buddy.
We got a problem.
Huh. Yeah, we do.
- Well, what are we gonna do now?
- You know what, give me a break, Steve.
I just got hit in the
head with a Hulk.
You said that we had one shot.
This, this was our shot.
We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.
Six stones or nothing.
You're repeating yourself, you know that?
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
- No!
- Come on.
You never wanted a time heist, you
went on board with the time heist...
- I dropped the ball.
- You ruined the time heist.
- Is that what I did?
- Yeah!
Are there any other options
with the Tesseract?
No, no, no. There's
no other options.
There's no do-overs. We're
not going anywhere else.
We have one particle left. Each.
That's it, alright? We use that...
Bye, bye. You're not going home.
Yeah, well if we don't try...
then no one else is
going home, either.
I got it.
There's another way. To retake the
Tesseract and acquire new particles.
We'll stroll down memory lane.
Military installation, Garden State.
Why were they both there?
They were there at a...I've
a vaguely exact idea.
How vague?
What are you talking about?
Where are we going?
- I know for a fact they were there...
- Who's they?
- What are we doing?
- And I know how I know.
Guys, what's up? What is it?
Well, it looks like
we're improvising.
- Right.
- What are we improvising?
Scott, get this back
to the compound.
Suit up.
What's in New Jersey?
- 0-4, 0-4...
- Uhh, 0-7.
- 0-7.
- Excuse me...
1-9-7-0.
- Are you sure?
- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.
America. Rogers. Look,
if you do this,
and this doesn't work,
you're not coming back.
Thanks for the pep
talk, pissant.
You trust me?
I do.
Your call.
Here we go.
Hey, man!
Make love, not war!
Clearly, you weren't
actually born here, right?
The idea of me was.
Right. Well, imagine
you're SHIELD, running a
quasi-fascistic
intelligence organization.
Where do you hide it?
In plain sight.
Good luck on your
mission, Captain.
Good luck on your
project, doctor.
You're new here?
Not exactly.
Gotcha.
Back in the game.
Arnim, you in there?
Arnim?
Hey!
The door's this way, pal.
Oh, yeah.
I'm looking for Dr. Zola.
Have you seen him?
Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,
I haven't seen a soul.
Pardon me.
Do I know you?
No, sir. I'm, a...
visitor from MIT.
Huh. MIT.
Got a name?
Howard.
Well that'll be
easy to remember.
Howard...
...Potts.
Well, I'm Howard Stark.
Hi.
Shit. Now, don't pull it.
Yeah...
You look a little green around
the gills there, Potts.
I'm fine. Just, long hours.
Wanna get some air?
- Hello, Potts.
- Yeah. That would be swell.
- That way.
- Okay.
Need your briefcase?
You're not one of
those, are ya, Potts?
- Hello.
- Dr. Pym?
That would be the number
that you called. Yes.
This is Capt. Stevens
from shipping.
- We have a package for you.
- Bring it up.
Well, that's the thing, sir.
We can't.
I'm confused. I thought
that was your job.
Well, it's just... Sir,
the box is glowing and,
to be honest, some of our mail
guys aren't feeling that great.
They didn't know
better, did they?
Yeah, they did. You
better get down here.
Excuse me. Out of the way!
So, flowers and sauerkraut. You
got a big date tonight?
My wife's expecting.
And, uh... Too much
time in the office.
- Congratulations.
- Thanks. Hold this, will you?
Yeah, sure.
- How far along is she?
- I don't know... uh...
She's at the point where she can't
stand the sound of my chewing.
I guess I'll be eating
dinner in the pantry again.
I have a little girl.
A girl would be nice. Less of a chance
she'd turn out exactly like me.
What'd be so awful about that?
Let's just say that the greater
good has rarely outweighed
my own self-interests.
- And you've never seen these 2 men before?
- No, I've got an eye for this.
- The 2 of them looked fishy.
- Can you describe them?
- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.
- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?
Definitely Mungo Jerry.
Yeah, this is Chesler. I
need every available MPs
on sub-level 6. We have
a potential breach.
So, where are you
at with names?
Well, if it's a boy,
my wife likes Almanzo.
Might wanna let that stew on.
You got time.
Let me ask you a question.
When your kid was born...
- were you nervous?
- Wildly. Yeah.
Did you feel qualified?
Like you had any idea how to
successfully operate that thing?
I literally pieced it
together as I went along,
I thought about what
my Dad did, and...
My old man, he never met a problem
he couldn't solve with a belt.
I thought my Dad
was tough on me.
And now, looking back, I just
remember the good stuff, you know.
- He did drop the odd pearl.
- Yeah? Like what?
"No amount of money ever
bought a second of time."
Smart guy.
He did his best.
Let me tell you. That
kid's not even here yet
and, there's nothing I
wouldn't do for him.
Good to meet you, Potts.
Yeah, Howard...
Everything's gonna be all right.
Thank you for everything...
...you've done for
this country.
Jarvis.
Have we ever met that guy?
Seems very familiar.
Weird beard, though.
- You're weak.
- I'm you.
You can stop this.
You know you want to.
Did you see what
happens in the future?
Thanos finds the Soul Stone.
You wanna know
how he does that?
You wanna know, what
he does to you?
That's enough.
You disgust me.
But, that doesn't
mean you're useless.
How do I look?
Wow...
Under different circumstances,
this would be totally awesome.
I bet the raccoon didn't
have to climb a mountain.
Technically, he's not
a raccoon, you know.
Whatever. He eats garbage.
Welcome.
Natasha, daughter of Ivan.
Clint, son of Edith.
Who are you?
Consider me a guide.
To you, and to all who
seek the Soul Stone.
Okay. You tell us where it is.
Then we'll be on our way.
If only it were that easy.
What you seek lies
in front of you...
...as does what you fear.
The stone is down there.
For one of you.
For the other...
In order to take the stone, you
must lose that which you love.
An everlasting exchange.
A soul, for a soul.
How's it going?
Jesus...
Maybe he's making this shit up.
No. I don't think so.
Why, 'cause he knows
your Daddy's name?
I didn't.
Thanos left here with the stone
without his daughter.
It's not a coincidence.
Yeah.
Whatever it takes.
Whatever it takes.
If we don't get that stone,
billions of people stay dead.
Then I guess we both
know who it's gotta be.
I guess we do.
I'm starting to think, we've been
different people here, Natasha.
For the last five years I've been trying
to do one thing: Get to right here.
That's all it's been about.
Bringing everybody back.
- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.
- What, you think I wanna do it?
I'm trying to save
your life, you idiot.
Yeah well, I don't want
you to, because I...
Natasha, you know
what I've done.
You know what I've become.
I don't judge people on
their worst mistakes.
Maybe you should.
You didn't.
You're a pain in my
ass, you know that?
Okay.
You win.
Tell my family I love them.
You tell them yourself.
Damn you!
Let me go.
No.
Please, no.
It's okay.
Please...
Did we get them all?
You telling me this'll
actually work?
Clint, where's Nat?
Do we know if she had family?
Yeah. Us.
What?
I just asked him a question...
Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.
Why are we acting like she's dead?
We have the stones, right?
As long as we have
the stones, Cap, we can bring
her back, isn't that right?
So stop this shit. We're the
Avengers, get it together.
We can't get her back.
- Wha- what?
- It can't be undone. It can't.
I'm sorry. No offense, but you're
a very earthly being. Okay?
We're talking about space magic.
And "can't" seems very () don't you think?
Look, I know that I'm way
outside my paygrade here.
But she still isn't
here, is she?
- Now that's my point.
- It can't be undone.
Or that's at least what the,
great floating guy had to say.
Maybe you wanna go talk to him?
Okay?
Go grab your hammer, and you
go fly and you talk to him.
It was supposed to be me.
She sacrificed her life for that
goddamned stone. She bet her life on it.
She's not coming back.
We have to make it worth it.
We have to.
We will.
Boom!
All right. The glove's ready.
Question is, who's gonna
snap their freaking fingers?
I'll do it.
It's okay.
- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.
- Hey, hey...
Thor, just wait.
We haven't decided who's
gonna put that on yet.
I'm sorry. What, were you just sitting
around waiting for the right opportunity?
We should at least discuss it.
Look, us sitting here staring at that
thing is not gonna bring everybody back.
I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? So
this responsibility falls upon me.
It's my duty. It's not that... It's...
stop it! Just let me.
Just let me do it. Just
let me do something good.
- Something great.
- Look...
It's not just the fact that
that glove is channeling
enough energy to light up a
continent, I'm telling you
you're in no condition.
What do you think is coursing
through my veins right now?
Cheez Whiz?
- Lightning.
- Yeah.
Lightning won't help you, pal.
It's gotta be me.
You saw what those stones did to Thanos.
It almost killed him.
None of you could survive.
How do we know you will?
I don't. But the
radiation's mostly gamma.
It's like...
I was meant for this.
Good to go, yeah?
Let's do it.
You remember everyone
Thanos snapped away five
years ago and just bringing
them back to now, today.
Don't change anything
from the last five years.
Got it.
Friday, do me a favor and
activate protocol 8.
Yes, boss.
Everybody comes home.
- Take it off. Take it off!
- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?
Talk to me, Banner.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Bruce!
Don't move him.
- Did it work?
- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.
Honey.
Honey.
Guys...
I think it worked!
I can't breathe. I can't breathe!
I can't breathe.
Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.
Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Come on!
Rhodey!
Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We're
in the lower level, it's flooding!
- What?
- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!
Wait! I'm here! I'm
here, can you hear me?
Cap?
Daughter.
Yes, Father.
So, this is the future.
Well done.
Thank you, Father. They
suspected nothing.
The arrogant never do.
Go.
Find the stones.
Bring them to me.
What will you do?
Wait.
Tell me something.
In the future, what
happens to you and me?
I tried to kill you.
Several times.
But eventually,
we become friends.
We become sisters.
Come on.
We can stop him.
Come on, buddy. Wake up.
That's my man.
You lose this again,
I'm keeping it.
What happened?
We messed with time.
It tends to mess back.
You'll see.
What's he been doing?
Absolutely nothing.
Where are the stones?
Lost somewhere under all this.
All I know is he
doesn't have them.
So we keep it that way.
- You know it's a trap, right?
- Yeah...
I don't much care.
Good.
Just as long as we're
all in agreement.
Let's kill him
properly this time.
You could not live
with your own failure.
Where did that bring you?
Back to me.
I thought by eliminating
half of life,
the other half would thrive.
But you've shown me,
that's impossible.
And as long as there are those
that remember what was,
there will always be those that
are unable to accept what can be.
They will resist.
Yep. We're all
kinds of stubborn.
I'm thankful.
Because now, I know
what I must do.
I will shred this universe
down to its last atom.
And then...
With the stones you've collected
for me, create a new one.
Teeming with life,
but knows not what it has lost
but only what it has been given.
A grateful universe.
Born out of blood.
They'll never know it.
Because you won't be
alive to tell them.
See you on the other side, man.
Hang on! I'm coming!
Oh, hey...
I know you.
Father. I have the stones.
What?!
Stop.
You're betraying us?
You don't have to do this.
I am... this.
No, you're not.
You've seen what we become.
Nebula, listen to her.
You can change.
He won't let me.
No!
Okay, Thor. Hit me.
Boss, wake up.
I knew it!
In all my years of conquest...
violence...
slaughter...
It was never personal.
But I'll tell you now...
what I'm about to do
to your stubborn,
annoying little planet...
I'm gonna enjoy it.
Very, very much.
Cap, you hear me?
Cap, it's Sam.
Can you hear me?
On your left.
Is that everyone?
What, you wanted more?
Avengers...
... assemble.
No, no. Give me that.
You have the little one.
Hey!
Holy cow.
You will not believe what's been going on.
Do you remember when we were in space?
And I got all dusty? I must've passed
out, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.
But Doctor Strange was there, right?
He was like,
"It's been five years.
Come on, they need us!"
And then he started doing the yellow
sparkly thing that he does all the time...
What are you doing?
This is nice.
Gamora?
I thought I lost you.
Don't... touch... me!
You missed the first time...
then you got them
both the second time.
This is the one? Seriously?
The choices were him, or a tree.
Cap, what do you want me to
do with this damn thing?
Get those stones as
far away as possible!
No!
We need to get them back
where they came from.
No way to get them back. Thanos
destroyed the quantum tunnel.
Hold on!
That wasn't our
only time machine.
Anyone see an ugly
brown van up there?
Yes!
But you're not gonna
like where it's parked.
Scott, how long you need
to get that thing working?
Maybe ten minutes.
Get it started. We'll
get the stones to you.
We're on it, Cap.
Hey.
You said one out of 14
million, we win, yeah?
Tell me this is it.
If I tell you what
happens, it won't happen.
You better be right.
It's a mess back here.
It's... it's dead.
- What?
- It's dead.
I have to hotwire it.
Where's Nebula?
She's not responding.
Sire!
Clint!
Give it to me.
You took everything from me.
I don't even know who you are.
You will.
I got it!
Activate Instant Kill!
Rain fire!
But Sire, our troops!
Just do it!
Is anyone else seeing this?
I got this.
I got this!
Okay, I don't got this.
- Help! Somebody, help!
- Hey, Queens. Heads up.
Hang on. I got you, kid.
Hey! Nice to meet---
Oh! My God!
What the hell is this?
Friday, what are they firing at?
Something just entered
the upper atmosphere.
Oh, yeah!
Danvers, we need an assist here.
Hi. I'm Peter Parker.
Hey, Peter Parker. Got
something for me?
I don't know how you're
gonna get through all that.
Don't worry.
She's got help.
I am... inevitable.
And I...
am...
... Iron Man.
Mr. Stark?
Hey...
Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?
It's Peter.
We won.
Mr. Stark....
We won, Mr. Stark.
We won and you did it, sir.
You did it.
I'm sorry... Tony...
- Hey.
- Hey, Pep...
- Friday?
- Life functions critical.
Tony.
Look at me.
We're gonna be okay.
You can rest now.
Everybody wants a
happy ending, right?
But it doesn't always
roll that way.
Maybe this time.
I'm hoping if you
play this back,
it's in celebration.
I hope families are reunited,
I hope we get it back,
and something like a
normal version of the
planet has been restored.
If there ever was such a thing.
God, what a world.
Universe, now.
If you told me ten years
ago that we weren't alone,
let alone, you know,
to this extent,
I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.
But come on, you know?
That epic forces of darkness and
light that have come into play.
And, for better or worse,
that's the reality Morgan's gonna
have to find a way to grow up in.
So I found the time and I
recorded a little greeting...
In the case of an untimely death.
On my part.
Not that, death in any
time isn't untimely.
This time travel thing that we're
gonna try and pull off tomorrow,
it's, it's got me scratching
my head about this.
But then again, that's the hero gig.
Part of the journey is the end.
Everything's gonna work out
exactly the way it's supposed to.
I love you 3,000.
You know, I wish
there was a way...
that I could let her know.
That we won.
We did it.
She knows.
They both do.
How you doing, Squirt?
- Good.
- You good?
- Okay. You hungry?
- Mm-hmm.
- What do you want?
- Cheeseburgers.
You know your Dad
liked cheeseburgers?
I'm gonna get you all the
cheeseburgers you want.
Okay.
So, when can we expect you back?
- About that...
- Thor. Your people need a king.
No, they already have one.
That's funny.
You're being serious?
It's time for me to be
who I am rather than
who I'm supposed to be.
But you, you're a leader.
That's who you are.
You know I'd make a lot
of changes around here.
I'm counting on it.
Your Majesty.
What will you do?
I'm not sure.
For the first time in a
thousand years, I...
I have no path. I do
have a ride, though.
Move it or lose it, hairbag.
Well, here we are.
Tree! Good to see you.
Well...
The As-Guardians of the
Galaxy back together again.
Where to first?
Just so you know, this is my ship still.
I'm in charge.
I know. I know. Of
course, you are.
Of course.
See, you say of course, but
then you touch the map.
It makes you think that maybe you
didn't realize I was in charge.
Quail, that's your own
insecurities in there. Okay?
I'm merely trying to be of service.
An assistant.
- Quill.
- That's what I said.
You should fight one another
for the honor of leadership.
Sounds fair.
- It's not necessary.
- It's not.
Okay?
I got some blasters unless
you guys wanna use knives.
Oh, yes. Please, use knives.
I am Groot.
Not necessary.
There shall be no
knifing one another.
Everybody knows who's in charge.
It's me.
Yes, you! Of course!
Of course. Of course.
Remember...
You have to return the stones at
the exact moment you got them.
Or you're gonna open up a bunch
of nasty alternative realities.
Don't worry, Bruce.
Clip all the branches.
You know, I tried.
When I had the gauntlet, the stones,
I really tried to bring her back.
- I miss them, man.
- Me, too.
You know, if you want,
I can come with you.
You're a good man, Sam.
This one's on me, though.
Don't do anything stupid
'till I get back.
How can I? You're taking
all the stupid with you.
Gonna miss you, Buddy.
It's gonna be okay, Buck.
How long is this gonna take?
For him? As long as he
needs, For us, five seconds.
Ready, Cap?
Alright. We'll meet
you back here, okay?
You bet.
Going quantum. Three..
two.. one...
And returning in, five,
four, three, two, one...
Where is he?
I don't know. He blew right by his
time stamp. He should be here.
- Well, get him back.
- I'm trying.
- Get him the hell back.
- I said, I'm trying!
Sam.
Go ahead.
Cap?
Hi, Sam.
So did something go wrong,
or did something go right?
Well, after I put the
stones back, I thought...
Maybe I'll try some
of that life Tony was...
telling me to get.
How did that work out for you?
It was beautiful.
I'm happy for you. Truly.
Thank you.
Only thing bumming me
out is the fact I have
to live in a world
without Captain America.
Oh...
That reminds me...
Try it on.
How's it feel?
Like it's someone else's.
It isn't.
Thank you.
I'll do my best.
That's why it's yours.
You wanna tell me about her?
No.
No, I don't think I will.
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- Can you see?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- Mm-hmm.
How about now?
Can you see now?
All right.
Ready? Three fingers.
Nice!
- Nice throw, kiddo!
- Go.
Hey, you guys want mayo
or mustard, or both?
Who wants mayo on a hotdog?
Pardon your brothers. Two mustards, please!
Thanks, momma.
Got it.
Nate, mayo or mustard?
I want ketchup.
Mind your elbow...
Good job, Hawkeye!
Go get your arrow.
Hey, guys. Enough practice.
Soup's on.
All right. We're coming.
We're hungry.
Lila, let's go.
Lila?
Honey?
Babe?
Babe?
Babe?
Boys!
Boys?
Laura!
You don't need to do that,
because you're just
holding the position.
Come on.
That was close.
That's a goal. We're
now one a-piece.
I would like to try again.
We're tied up.
Feel the tension? It's fun.
That was terrible. Now you
have a chance to win.
And you won. Congratulations.
Fair game.
Good sport.
You had fun?
It was fun.
This thing on?
Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.
If you find this recording...
don't post it, on social media.
It's gonna be a real tear-jerker.
I don't know if you're
ever gonna see these.
I don't even know
if you're still...
Oh, God. I hope so...
Today is day 21... uh, 22.
You know, if it wasn't for
the existensial terror of
staring into the
literal void of space,
I'd say, I'm feeling
more better today.
The infection's run its course,
thanks to the blue meanie back there.
You'd love her. Very practical.
Only a tiny bit sadistic.
Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, but
we figured out a way to reverse the ion charge
to buy ourselves, about,
48 hours of playtime.
But it's now dead in the water.
We're 1,000 lightyears
from the nearest 7-11.
Oxygen will run out
tomorrow morning.
That'll be it.
And Pep, I...
I know I said no
more surprises, but
I gotta say I was really hoping
to pull off one last one.
But it looks like...
Well, you know what
it looks like.
Don't feel bad about this.
I mean actually if you
grovel for a couple weeks,
and then, move on
with enormous guilt.
I should probably lie down.
I'm gonna caress my
Please know that...
When I drift off, it will be
goodbye the whole time...
I'll think about you.
Because it's always you.
- Couldn't stop him.
- Neither could I.
I lost the kid.
Tony, we lost.
Is, umm...
Oh, my God!
It's okay.
It's been 23 days since
Thanos came to Earth.
World governments are in pieces.
The parts that are still working
are trying to take a census,
And it looks like he did...
He did exactly what he said he
was gonna do. Thanos wiped out..
...fifty percent of
all living creatures.
Where is he now? Where?
We don't know.
He just opened a portal
and walked through.
What's wrong with him?
He's pissed.
He thinks he failed.
Which of course he did, but there's a
lot of that goin' around, ain't there?
Honestly, at this exact second, I
thought you were a Build-A-Bear.
Maybe I am.
We've been hunting Thanos
for three weeks now.
Deep space scans, and
satellites, and we got nothing.
- Tony you fought him.
- Who told you that?
Didn't fight him.
No. He wiped my face
with a planet while a
Bleecker Street magician
gave away the stone.
- That's what happened. There was no fight...
- Okay.
Did he give you any clues?
Any coordinates, anything?
Pfft!
I saw this coming a few years back. I had
a vision. I didn't wanna believe it.
Thought I was dreaming.
- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.
- And I needed you.
As in past tense. That trumps what
you need. It's too late, buddy.
Sorry.
You know what I need?
I need to shave.
- And I believe I rememeber telling
- Tony, Tony, Tony...
why that otherwise,
that what we needed was a suit of armor
around the world. Remember that?
Whether it impacted our precious
freedoms, or not. That's what we needed.
- Well that didn't work out, did it?
- I said we'd lose.
You said, "We'll do
that together, too."
Well guess what, Cap? We lost.
You weren't there.
But that's what we do, right?
Our best work after the fact?
We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?
Not the Prevengers?
Okay. You made your point.
Just sit down, okay?
- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.
- Tony, sit, sit down!
We need you. You're new blood.
Bunch of tired old mills...
I got nothing for you, Cap.
I got no coordinates,
no clues, no strategies,
no options...
Zero. Zip. Nada. No
trust, you liar...
Here, take this. You find
him and you put that on.
You hide.
- Tony!
- I'm fine. I...
Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonna
probably be out for the rest of the day.
You guys take care of him. And I'll bring
an Bezurian elixir when I come back.
- Where are you going?
- To kill Thanos.
Hey.
You know we usually work
as a team here, and
between you and I we're
also a little fragile.
We realize up there is more your
territory but this is our fight, too.
- You even know where he is?
- I know people who might.
Don't bother.
I can tell you where Thanos is.
Thanos spent a long time
trying to perfect me.
Then when he worked, he
talked about his great plan.
Even disassembled, I
wanted to please him.
I'd ask, where would we go
once his plan was complete?
His answer was always the same.
To The Garden.
That's cute. Thanos has
a retirement plan.
So where is he, then?
When Thanos snapped his fingers,
Earth became ground zero for a power surge
of ridiculously cosmic proportions.
No one's ever seen anything like it...
until two days ago.
On this planet.
Thanos is there.
He used the stones again.
Hey, hey, hey...
We'd be going in
short-handed, you know?
- Look, he still got the stones, so...
- So let's get him.
- We use them to bring everyone back.
- Just like that?
Yeah. Just like that.
Even if there's a small chance
that we can undo this...
I mean, we owe it to everyone
who's not in this room to try.
If we do this, how do we know it's gonna
end any differently than it did before?
Because before, you
didn't have me.
Hey, new girl, everybody in this
room is about that superhero life.
And if you don't mind my asking, where
the hell have you been all this time?
There are a lot of other
planets in the universe.
And unfortunately, they
didn't have you guys.
I like this one.
Let's go get this
son of a bitch.
Okay. Who here hasn't
been to space?
You better not throw
up on my ship.
Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.
I'll head down for recon.
- This is gonna work Steve.
- I know it will.
Because I don't know what
I'm gonna do if it doesn't.
No satellites, no ships, no armies,
no ground defenses of any kind.
It's just him.
Then that's enough.
Oh, no.
Where are they?
Answer the question.
The universe
required correction.
After that, the stones served
no purpose, beyond temptation.
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to
destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
We have to tear this place apart.
He has to be lying.
My father is many things.
A liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
What... what did you do?
I went for the head.
So I, uh...
Went on a date the other day.
It's the first time in five years,
you know? Sit there, dinner...
I didn't know what
to talk about.
What did you talk about?
Same old crap, you know? How
things have changed, and...
My job, his job....
How much we miss the Mets.
Then things get quiet..
He cried as they were
serving the salads.
What about you?
I cried just before dessert.
But I'm seeing him
again tomorrow, so...
That's great.
You did the hardest part.
You took the jump, you
didn't know where you
were gonna come down.
And that's it. That's those little
brave baby steps you gotta take.
To try and become whole again.
To try and find purpose.
I went in the ice in '45 right
after I met the love of my life.
Woke up 70 years later.
You got to move on.
Got to move on.
The world is in our hands.
It's left to us guys.
And we got to do
something with it.
Otherwise...
Thanos should've
killed all of us.
What the hell?
Hope?
Kid! Hey, kid!
What the hell happened here?
My God...
No. Please. Please, please.
No, no, no...
Excuse me. Sorry.
No, Cassie, no.
No.
No, no.
Please, please,
please, please....
No, Cassie...
What?
Cassie?
Dad?
You're so big!
Yeah, we boarded that highly
suspect warship Danvers pinged.
It was an infectious
garbage scowl.
So, thanks for the hot tip.
- Well, you were closer.
- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.
You get a reading
on those tremors?
It was a mild subduction
under the African plate.
Do we have a visual? How
are we handling it?
Nat, it's an earthquake
under the ocean.
We handle it by not handling it.
Carol, are we seeing
you here next month?
- Not likely.
- What, you gonna get another haircut?
Listen, fur-face. I'm
covering a lot of territory.
The things that are
happening on Earth are
happening everywhere, on
thousands of planets.
That's a good point.
That's a good point.
So you might not see
me for a long time.
All right. Uh, well...
This channel is always active.
So, anything goes sideways...
Anyone's making trouble
where they shouldn't...
- Comes through me.
- Okay.
All right.
Good luck.
- Where are you?
- Mexico.
The federales found a
room full of bodies.
Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Never
even had the chance to get their guns off.
- It's probably a rival gang...
- Except it isn't.
It's definitely Barton.
What he's done here, what he's
been doing for the last few years,
I mean, the scene
that he left...
I gotta tell you, there's a part of
me that doesn't even wanna find him.
Will you find out where
he's going next?
Nat...
Please.
Okay.
You know I'd offer to clip your dinner
but you seem pretty miserable already.
You here to do your laundry?
And to see a friend.
Clearly, your friend is fine.
You know I saw a pod of whales
when I was coming up the bridge.
- In the Hudson?
- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.
You know, if you're about to tell
me to look on the bright side...
Um...
I'm about to hit you in the head
with a peanut butter sandwich.
Sorry. Force of habit.
You know I keep telling everybody
they should move on and... grow.
Some do.
But not us.
- If I move on, who does this?
- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.
I used to have nothing.
And then I got this.
This job.
This family.
And I was... I was
better because of it.
And even though...
they're gone...
Now, I'm still
trying to be better.
I think we both
need to get a life.
You first.
Oh... Hi. Hi!
Is anyone home?
This is Scott Lang.
We met a few years ago, at the airport?
In Germany?
I got really big and
I had my mask on.
- You wouldn't recognize me.
- Is this an old message?
Ant-Man? Ant-Man, I
know you know that.
It's the front gate.
I need to talk to you guys.
Scott.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Have either of you guys ever
studied quantum physics?
Only in mid-conversation.
Alright. So...
Five years ago, right before...
Thanos,
I was in a place called
the quantum realm.
The quantum realm is like its
own microscopic universe.
To get in there, you have to be
incredibly small. Hope, she's my...
She... she was my...
She was supposed to pull me out.
And then Thanos happened, and
- I got stuck in there.
- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.
Yeah, but that's just it.
It wasn't.
For me it was five hours.
See, the rules of the quantum realm
aren't like they are up here.
Everything is unpredictable. Is that
anybody's sandwich? I'm starving.
Scott.
What are you talking about?
So...
What I'm saying is...
Time works differently
in the quantum realm.
The only problem is right now, we
don't have a way to navigate it.
But what if we did?
I can't stop thinking about it. What
if we could somehow control the chaos,
and we could navigate it? What if
there was a way that we can enter
the quantum realm at a certain
point in time but then
exit the quantum realm at
another point in time? Like...
Like before Thanos.
Wait, are you talking
about a time machine?
No. No, of course not.
No, not a time machine.
It's more like a...
Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.
It's crazy.
But I can't stop thinking about it.
There's gotta be...
Some wa... It's crazy.
I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,
nothing sounds crazy anymore.
So who do we talk to about this?
Chow-time!
Morgoona.
Morgan H. Stark.
Want some lunch?
- Define lunch or be disintegrated.
- Okay.
You should not be
wearing that, okay?
That is part of a special anniversary
gift I'm making for Mom.
There you go. Are you
thinking about lunch?
Want a handful of crickets?
- No.
- That's what you want.
- How did you find this?
- Garage.
Really?
- Were you looking for it?
- No.
I found it, though.
You like going to the garage, huh?
So does Daddy.
It's fine actually. Mom never
wears anything I wear.
Now, we know what
it sounds like...
Tony after everything you've seen,
is anything really impossible...
Quantum fluctuation messes
with the Planck scale,
which then triggers the Deutsch
proposition. Can we agree on that?
Thank you.
In Layman's terms, it means
you're not coming home.
- I did.
- No.
You accidentally survived. It's a---
It's a billion-to-one
cosmic fluke.
And now you wanna pull a...
What do you call it?
- A time heist?
- Yeah. Time heist.
Of course. Why didn't we
think of this before?
Oh! Because it's laughable?
Because it's a pipedream?
The stones are in the past. We
can go back and we can get them.
We can snap our own fingers.
We can bring everybody back.
Or screw it up worse than
he already has, right?
I don't believe we would.
Gotta say this. Sometimes, I
miss that giddy optimism.
However, high hopes won't
help if there's no logical,
tangible, way for me to safely
execute said time heist.
I believe the most likely outcome
will be our collective demise.
Not if we strictly follow
the rules of time travel.
That means no talking to our past selves,
no betting on sporting events...
I'm gonna stop you
right there, Scott.
Are you seriously telling
me that your plan to
save the universe is based
on Back to the Future?
- No.
- Good. You had me worried there.
'Cause that'd be horseshit. That's
not how quantum physics works.
Tony...
We have to take a stand.
We did stand. And
yet, here we are.
I know you got a lot on the line.
You got a wife, a daughter.
But I lost someone very important to me.
A lot of people did.
And now, now, we have a chance to bring
her back. To bring everyone back.
And you're telling me
that you won't even...
That's right, Scott.
I won't. Leave it.
Got a kid.
Mommy told me to
come and save you.
Good job. I'm saved.
I wish you'd come here to
ask me something else.
Anything else. Honestly, I
missed you guys, it was...
- Oh, and table's set for six.
- Tony, I get it.
And I'm happy for you.
I really am.
But this is a second chance.
I got my second chance
right here, Cap.
I can't roll the dice again.
If you don't talk shop,
you can stay for lunch.
- He's scared.
- He's not wrong.
Yeah, but I mean,
what are we gonna do?
We need him. What,
are we gonna stop?
No. I wanna do it right.
We're gonna need a
really big brain.
Bigger than his?
Come on. I feel like I'm the only
one eating. Try some of that.
Have some eggs.
I'm so confused.
- These are confusing times.
- Right. No, no...
- That's not what I meant. I...
- No, I get it.
I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.
- I'm wearing shirts now.
- Yeah! How? Why?
Five years ago we
got our asses beat.
Except it was worse for me.
Because I lost twice.
First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.
Then, we all lost.
- No one blamed you, Bruce.
- I did.
For years I've been
treating the Hulk like he's
some kind of disease,
something to get rid of.
But then I started looking
at him as the cure.
Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I put
the brains and the brawn together.
And now look at me.
Best of both worlds.
- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?
- Yes?
- Can we get a photo?
- 100%, little person.
Come on, step on up. You mind?
Oh.
- Say "green."
- Green.
Greeeen.
- Did you get that?
- That's good.
Don't you wanna grab one with me?
I'm Ant-Man.
They're Hulk fans.
They don't know Ant-Man.
- Nobody does.
- Wait, no, no, he wants to...
You want to take a
picture with him, right?
He's even saying no he doesn't.
I get it.
I don't want it either. I don't
want a picture with them.
- He's gonna feel bad.
- Sorry.
- They said they'd do it.
- I don't want it anymore.
- You'd feel bad...
- Take the goddamn phone.
Thank you, Mr. Hulk.
No, it's great, kids.
Thank you very much.
- Hulk out!
- Bruce.
- Dab.
- Bruce.
Listen to your Mom.
She knows better.
- About we were saying...
- Right.
The whole time travel do-over?
Guys, it's outside of
my area of expertise.
Well, you pulled this off.
I remember a time when that
seemed pretty impossible, too.
Look at a mod inspiration,
let me see what checks out.
So, recommend one last sim before
we pack it in for the night.
This time, in the shape of a
mobius strip, inverted. Please?
Processing...
Give me that eigenvalue. That, particle
factoring, and spectral decomp.
- Gotta take a second.
- Just a moment.
And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.
I'm just kinda...
Model rendered.
Shit!
Shit!
What are you doing
up, Little Miss?
- Shit.
- No. We don't say that.
Only Mommy says that word. She
coined it, it belongs to her.
Why you up?
'Cause I got some important shit
going on here. What do you think?
No, I got something on my mind.
I got something on my mind.
- Was it Juice Pops?
- Sure was.
That's extortion.
Great minds think alike. Juice
Pops, exactly was on...
my mind.
You done? Yeah? Now you are.
- That face, goes there.
- Tell me a story.
A story.
Once upon a time, a little
girl went to bed. The end.
That ain't the whole story.
Come on, that's your
favorite story.
I love you tons.
I love you 3,000.
Wow.
3,000. That's crazy.
Go to bed. Or I'll
sell all your toys.
Night-night.
Not that it's a competition,
but she loves me 3,000.
You were somewhere in
the low 6 to 900 range.
- What you reading?
- Just a book on composting.
What's new with composting?
- Just ....
- I figured it out...
by the way.
You know, just so we're talking
about the same thing...
Time travel.
What?
Wow.
That's...
Amazing, and.... terrifying.
That's right.
- I got really lucky.
- Yeah. I know.
- A lot of people didn't.
- No, I can't help everybody.
- It sorta seems like you can.
- Not if I stop.
I can put a pin in it
right now, and stop.
Tony...
trying to get you to stop has been one
of the few failures of my entire life.
I sometimes feel I should put it in a locked
box and drop it at the bottom of a lake...
...go to bed.
But would you be able to rest?
Okay, here we go. Time
travel test number one.
Scott, fire up the, uhh...
The van thing.
Breakers are set. Emergency
generators are on standby.
Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don't
wanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.
- Excuse me?
- He's kidding.
You can't say things like that.
Just... it was, just a bad joke.
- You were kidding, right?
- I have no idea.
We're talking about time travel here.
Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.
We're good! Get your helmet on.
Scott, I'm gonna send you
back a week, but you'll walk
around for an hour, then bring
you back in 10 seconds.
- Makes sense?
- Perfectly not confusing.
Good luck, Scott. You got this.
You're right. I do,
Captain America.
On the count of three.
3.. 2.. 1..
Guys? This doesn't feel right.
- What's going on? Hold on.
- Who is that?
- Is that Scott?
- Yes, it's Scott!
Ooh! My back!
- Can you bring him back?
- I'm working on it!
A baby.
- It's Scott.
- As a baby!
Bring Scott back.
When I say kill the
power, kill the power.
And... kill it!
Somebody peed my pants.
I don't know if it was
"baby" me or "old" me.
Or, just "me" me.
Time travel!
What?
I see this as an absolute win.
Why the long face?
Let me guess. He
turned into a baby.
Among other things, yeah.
What are you doing here?
That's the EPR paradox.
Instead of pushing Lang through time, you
might've wound up pushing time through Lang.
It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebody
coulda cautioned you against it.
- You did.
- Oh, did I?
Thank God, I'm here.
Regardless, I fixed it.
A fully functioning
time-space GPS.
I just want peace.
Turns out, resentment is
corrosive, and I hate it.
Me, too.
We got a shot at getting
these stones, but I
gotta tell you my
priority is to bring back
what we lost? I hope, yes.
Keep what I found? I
have to, at all costs.
And, maybe not die
trying will be nice.
Sounds like a deal.
- Tony, I don't know...
- Why? He made it for you.
Plus, honestly I have to get it out the
garage before Morgan takes it sledding.
Thank you, Tony.
Will you keep that a little quietly?
Didn't bring one for the whole team.
- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?
- We're working on that right now.
- Hey, humie! Where's big green?
- Kitchen. I think.
- That's awesome.
- Rodent, careful on re-entry.
There's an idiot on
the landing zone.
Oh, God!
What's up, regular-sized man?
Kind of a step down from a golden palace
for an Avenger highness or whatnot.
Hey, have a little compassion, pal.
First, they've lost Asgard,
then half the people. They're probably
just happy they have a home.
You shouldn't have come!
Valkyrie!
Great to see you, Angry Girl.
I think I liked you better
either of the other ways.
- This is Rocket.
- How you doin'?
- He won't see you.
- That bad, huh?
We only see him once a month,
when he comes in for...
...supplies.
- It's that bad.
- Yeah.
What the...
Woo! Something died in here.
Hello? Thor?
Are you here about the cable?
The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,
and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...
Boys! Oh, my God!
My God! How have you been?
Come here, you little rascal!
No, I'm good! I'm good.
That's not necessary!
Hulk, you know my friends,
Miek, Korg, right?
- Hey, boys!
- Hey, guys. Long time no see.
Beer's on the bucket. Feel
free to log on to the wi-fi.
No password, obviously.
Thor, he's back. That kid on the TV
who's called me a dickhead again.
- Noobmaster.
- Yeah, Noobmaster69.
Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.
You know, the God of Thunder?
Listen, buddy. If you don't log off
this game immediately I'm gonna fly
home to your house, come down to
that basement you're hiding in,
rip off your arms then
shove them up your butt!
Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry to
your father, you little weasel!
Thank you, Thor.
Let me know if he
bothers you again, okay?
Thank you very much. I will.
So you guys want a drink?
What are you drinking?
We have beer, tequila,
all sorts of things.
Buddy, you all right?
Yes, I'm fine! Why,
don't I look all right?
You look like melted ice cream.
So, what's up?
We need your help. There might be
a chance we could fix everything.
What, like the cable? 'Cause that's
been driving me bananas for weeks.
Like Thanos.
Don't say that name.
Um, yeah. We don't actually
say that name in here.
Please take your hand off me.
Now, I know that...
guy might scare you.
Why would I be? Why would, why
would I be scared of that guy?
I'm the one who killed
that guy, remember?
Anyone else here
killed that guy?
Nope. Didn't think so.
Korg, why don't you, tell everybody
who chopped Thanos' big head off.
Umm... Stormbreaker?
Now, who's swinging
Stormbreaker?
I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?
I've been there myself.
You wanna know who
helped me out of it?
I don't know. Is it... Natasha?
It was you.
You helped me.
Why don't you ask the,
Asgardians down there,
how much my help was worth.
The ones that are left, anyway.
I think we can bring them back.
Stop. Just, stop...
I know you think I'm down here wallowing in
my own self-pity, waiting to be rescued and
and saved. But I'm fine, okay?
We're fine, aren't we?
Nah, all good here, mate!
So, whatever it is that
you're offering, we're
not into it, don't care,
couldn't care less.
Goodbye.
We need you, pal.
There's beer on the ship.
What kind?
It's him! He's after Akihiko!
We never did anything to you!
You're done hurting people.
You're crazy!
Wait! Help me!
What I want...
You can't give me.
You shouldn't be here.
Neither should you.
I've got a job to do.
Is that what you're
calling this?
Killing all these people isn't
gonna bring your family back.
We found something.
A chance, maybe...
Don't.
Don't what?
Don't give me hope.
I'm sorry I couldn't
give it to you sooner.
Drifting left. On the
side there, Lebowski.
- Ratchet, how's it going?
- It's Rocket.
Take it easy. You're only
a genius on Earth, pal.
Yup.
Time travel suit? Not bad.
Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!
- I'm being very careful.
- No, you're being very Hulky.
- I'm being careful.
- These are Pym particles, all right?
And ever since Hank Pym got snapped
out of existence, this is it.
This is what we have. We're
not making any more.
- Scott, calm down.
- Sorry.
We've got enough for
one round trip, each.
That's it. No do-overs.
Plus, two test runs.
One test run.
All right. I'm not
ready for this.
I'm game.
I'll do it.
Clint, now you're gonna feel
a little discombobulated
from the chronoshift.
Don't worry about it.
Wait a second, let me
ask you something.
If we can do this, you know, go
back in time, why don't we just
find baby Thanos, you know?
And...
- First of all, that's horrible.
- It's Thanos.
And secondly, time doesn't work that way.
Changing the past doesn't change the future.
Look, we go back, we get the
stones before Thanos gets them...
Thanos doesn't have the stones.
Problem solved.
- Bingo.
- That's not how it works.
- Well, that's what I heard.
- What? By who? Who told you that?
Star Trek, Terminator,
TimeCop, Time After Time,
- Quantum Leap.
- A Wrinkle in Time,
- Somewhere in Time,
- Hot Tub Time Machine.
Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,
any movie that deals with time travel.
Die Hard? No, it's not...
This is known.
I don't know why everyone believes
that, but that isn't true.
Think about it: If you travel to the
past, that past becomes your future.
And your former present
becomes the past.
Which can't now be changed
by your new future...
Exactly.
So Back to the Future's
a bunch of bullshit?
All right, Clint. We're going in 3..
2.. 1...
Cooper?
- Where are my headphones?
- Lila?
Lila! No!
Dad?
Dad?
Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?
Yeah.
It worked.
It worked.
Okay, so the "how" works.
Now we gotta figure out the
"when," and the "where."
Almost everyone in this
room has had an encounter
with at least one of the
six Infinity Stones.
Well, I'd subtitute the
word 'encounter' for 'damn
near been killed by one of
the six Infinity Stones.'
I haven't. I don't even know what
the hell you're all talking about.
Regardless, we only have enough Pym
Particles for one round trip each,
and these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
So. Let's start
with the Aether.
Thor, what do you know?
Is he asleep?
Where to start? Umm...
The Aether, first,
is not a stone.
Someone's called it a stone before.
Ahem...
It's more of a... an angry
sludge, sort of thing. So...
Someone's gonna need to amend
that, and stop saying that.
Here's an interesting
story, though.
About the Aether. My
grandafther, many years
ago, had to hide the stone
from the Dark Elves.
Scary beings. So Jane...
Oh, there she is. That's Jane...
She's... an old flame of mine.
She... she stuck her hand
inside a rock this one time...
and then the Aether stuck
itself inside her.
And, she became very, very sick.
So I had to take her to
Asgard, which is where I'm from.
And we had to try and fix her.
We were dating at the time, you see. I
got to introduce her to my Mother...
who's dead, and umm....
Oh, you know. Jane and I aren't
even dating anymore, so...
These things happen though, you know.
Nothing lasts forever.
- The only thing that...
- Why don't you come sit down.
I'm not done yet. The only thing that
is permanent in life, is impermanence.
Awesome.
Eggs? Breakfast?
No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.
Quill said he stole the
Power Stone from Morag.
- Is that a person?
- Morag's a planet.
Quill was a person.
Like a planet? Like
in outer space?
Oh, look. It's like a little
puppy, all happy and everything.
Do you wanna go to space? You
wanna go to space, puppy?
I'll take you to space.
- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.
- What is Vormir?
A dominion of death, at the very
center of Celestial existence.
It's where... Thanos
murdered my sister.
Noted.
- That Time Stone guy...
- Doctor Strange.
Yeah, what kind
of doctor was he?
- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.
- Nice place in the village, though.
- Yeah. Sullivan Street.
- Hmm... Bleecker.
Wait, he lived in New York?
- No. He lived in Toronto.
- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.
Guys, if you pick the right year,
there are three stones in New York.
Shut the front door!
All right. We have a plan.
Six stones, three
teams, one shot.
Five years ago, we lost.
All of us.
We lost friends...
We lost family...
We lost a part of ourselves.
Today, we have a chance
to take it all back.
You know your teams, you
know your missions.
Get the stones, get them back.
One round trip each. No mistakes.
No do-overs.
Most of us are going
somewhere we know.
But it doesn't mean we
should know what to expect.
Be careful. Look out
for each other.
This is the fight of our lives.
And we're gonna win.
Whatever it takes.
Good luck.
- He's pretty good at that.
- Right?
All right. You heard the man.
Stroke those keys, jelly green.
Tractors engaged.
You promise to bring that
back in one piece, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. Okay.
- I'll do my best.
- As promises go, that was pretty lame.
See you in a minute.
All right, we all have our assignments.
Two stones uptown, one stone, down.
Stay low. Keep an
eye on the clock.
Feel free to smash if
things don't go your way.
I think it's gratuitous,
but whatever.
I'd be careful going that way.
We just had the floors waxed.
Ma'am, I'm looking
for Doctor Strange.
You're about... five
years too early.
Stephen Strange is currently performing
surgery about twenty blocks that way.
What do you want from him?
That, actually.
Ah.
- I'm afraid not.
- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.
- You don't wanna do this.
- You're right. I don't.
But I need that stone, and
I don't have time to...
Let's start over, shall we?
That's Jane.
All right.
Here's the deal, Tubby:
You're gonna charm her and I'm
gonna poke her with this thing
and extract the Reality Stone
and get gone, lickety-split.
I'll be right back, okay? There's a
wine cellar, that's just down there.
My father used to fish
with a barrel of ale.
- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...
- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?
Who's the fancy broad?
It's my Mother.
She dies today.
Oh. That's today?
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.
This was a bad idea.
- Come here.
- No, no, no. I think I'm having...
- I'm having a panic attack.
- Come here. Right here.
You think you're the only one who lost
people? What do you think we're doing here?
I lost the only
family I ever had.
Quill, Groot, Drax, the chick
with the antenna, all gone.
Now, I get you miss your Mom.
But she's gone. Really gone.
And there are plenty of people
who are only kinda gone.
But you can help them.
So is it too much to ask that you
brush the crumbs outta your beard,
make schmoopy talk to Pretty
Pants, and when she's not looking,
suck out the Infinity Stone and
help me get my family back?
Okay.
- Are you crying?
- No...
Yes!
Get it together!
You can do this.
You can do this.
All right?
- Yes, I can.
- Good.
I can do this.
I can't do this.
Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.
This is our shot.
Thor?
Thor!
Alright. Bring it down low.
Right on that line. That's it.
Down, down.
Hey, can we hurry it up?
Guys, chop-chop. Come on.
We're on the clock.
All that, is really helpful.
- Take care, okay?
- Yeah.
Take that stone and come back.
No messing around.
- Hey.
- You got this.
- Let's get it done.
- Yes, sir.
See you back.
You guys watch each other's six.
Yeah.
The coordinates for
Vormir are laid in.
All they have to do
is not fall out.
We're a long way from Budapest.
Okay, so, uhh...
We just wait around for this
Quill guy to show up and
then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
Wait a minute, what are
you talking about right
now? Who else is looking
for these stones?
My father, my sister...
- and me.
- And you?
Where are you right now?
- You're welcome.
- I didn't ask for your help.
And yet, you always need it.
Get up.
- Father wants us back on the ship.
- Why?
He's found an Infinity Stone.
- Where?
- On a planet called Morag.
Father's plan is
finally in motion.
- One stone isn't six, Nebula.
- It's a start.
If he gets all of them...
Ronan's located the Power Stone.
I'm dispatching you to his ship.
- He won't like that.
- His alternative is death, then.
Ronan's obsession
clouds his judgement.
We will not fail you, Father.
No, you won't.
I swear...
I will make you proud.
We just, wait around for
this Quill guy to show up,
and then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
- Who was that?
- I don't know...
My head is splitting...
I don't know...
Her synaptic drive was
probably damaged in battle.
Bring her to my ship.
Got to hustle, Cap. Things look like
they're just about wrapped up here.
Got it. I'm approaching
the elevator now.
If it's all the same to you...
I'll have that drink now.
All right. Good one. No standing around,
I'm closing up this door for later.
By the way, feel
free to clean up.
Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almost
forgot that that suit
- did nothing for your ass.
- No one asked you to look.
I think you look great, Cap.
As far as I'm concerned,
that's America's ass.
- Uhh, magic wand?
- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.
We can take that
off your hands.
By all means.
- Careful with that thing!
- Unless you want your mind erased.
- Not in a fun way.
- We promise to be careful.
- Who are these guys?
- They are SHIELD...
Well, actually Hydra. But,
we didn't know that yet.
Seriously, you didn't? I mean...
they look like bad guys.
You're small, but
you're talking loud.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue!
I mean, honestly! How do
you think you'll be...
Shut up.
All right, you're up, little buddy.
There's our stone.
Alright. Flick me.
- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.
- Hey! Buddy.
What do you think? Maximum
occupancy has been reached.
- Take the stairs!
- Yeah. Stop. Stop!
Take the stairs.
Take the stairs!
All right, Cap. I got our scepter in the
elevator just passing the 80th floor.
On it.
- Head to the lobby.
- Alright. I'll see you there.
Evidence secure. We're
en route to Dr. List.
No. No hitches at all, Mr.
Secretary.
Captain. I thought you were
coordinating search and rescue?
Change of plans.
Hey, Cap.
Rumlow.
I just got a call from the Secretary. I'm
gonna be running point on the scepter.
Sir? I don't understand.
We got word there may be
an attempt to steal it.
Sorry, Cap.
I can't give you the scepter.
- I'm gonna have to call the Director.
- That's okay. Trust me.
Hail Hydra.
So many stairs!
Thumbelina, do you copy?
I've got eyes on the prize.
- It is go-time.
- Bombs away.
Is, is that Axe body spray?
Yeah, I had a can just
for emergencies. Relax.
- Can we focus, please?
- I'm going inside you. Now.
May I ask you
where you're going?
To lunch and then Asgard.
I'm sorry, you are?
Alexander Pierce. He's the man, one
of the folks behind Nick Fury.
My friends call me Mr. Secretary.
I'm gonna have to ask you to
turn that prisoner over to me.
- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.
- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.
Odin can have what's left. And
I'm gonna need that case.
That's been SHIELD property
for over 70 years.
Hand over the case, Stark.
All right, move it, Stuart Little. Things
are getting dicey up here. Let's go.
I'm not gonna argue who's got the
higher authority here, all right?
You promise me you won't die?
You're only giving me a
mild cardiac dysrythmia.
That doesn't sound mild.
I need the case.
I know you got a lotta pull.
I'm just saying...
Okay. Then give me the case.
Do it, Lang!
- Get your hands off!
- Window's closing. Pull my pin!
Here goes!
- Stark?
- Stark!
Look, he's convulsing.
Give him air!
- Medic!
- Medic!
You got some help!
Stark, you--- your
chest machine?
Breathe! Breathe!
Good job. Meet me in the alley.
I'm gonna grab a quick slice.
No stairs!
You'll be fine, Stark.
Stay with us!
I'll try something, okay? I have
no idea if it's gonna work.
Yes!
That worked a treat.
That was so crazy!
I had no idea if
that was gonna work.
- The case...
- The case. It's, uhh...
Where's the case? Where's Loki?
Loki!
- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?
- Oh, we blew it.
Loki!?
Tony, what's going on?
Tell me you found that cube.
Oh, you gotta be shitting me.
I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.
I'm not Loki.
And I don't wanna hurt you.
I can do this all day.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Where did you get this?
Bucky... is... alive!
What?
That is America's ass.
- Please, please!
- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.
If I give up the Time Stone to help
your reality, I'm dooming my own.
With all due respect, I'm not sure
the science really supports that.
The Infinity Stones create what you
experience as the flow of time.
Remove one of the stones,
and that flow splits.
Now this may benefit your reality.
But my new one, not so much.
In this new branched reality, without our
chief weapon against the forces of darkness,
our world will be overrun.
Millions will suffer.
So, tell me, doctor, can your
science prevent all that?
No. But we can erase it.
Because once we're done with the stones, we
can return each one into its own timeline
at the moment it was taken.
So, chronologically...
In that reality....
it never left.
Yes, but you're leaving out
the most important part.
In order to return the
stones, you have to survive.
We will. I will. I promise.
I can't risk this
reality on a promise.
It's the duty, of the Sorcerer
Supreme to protect the Time Stone.
Then why the hell did
Strange give it away?
- What did you say?
- Strange. He gave it away.
He gave it to Thanos.
- Willingly?
- Yes.
- Why?
- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.
Or I did.
Strange was meant to
be the best of us.
So he must've done
it for a reason.
I fear you might be right.
Thank you.
I'm counting on you, Bruce.
We all are.
Run diagnostics.
Show me her memory file.
Sire, the file appears entangled.
It was a memory, but not hers.
There's another consciousness
sharing her network.
Another Nebula.
Impossible.
This duplicate carries a time stamp...
from nine years in the future.
Where is this other Nebula?
In our solar system.
On Morag.
- Can you access her?
- Yes. The two are linked.
Search the duplicate's
memories, for Infinity Stones.
And these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
Freeze image.
Terrans.
Avengers.
Unruly wretches. What's
that reflection?
Amplify this, Maw.
I don't understand.
- Two Nebulas.
- No. The same Nebula.
From two different times.
Set course for Morag. Scan
the duplicate's memories.
I want to see everything.
My ladies, I'll see you after.
Go on.
- What are you doing?
- Ahh!
You're better off leaving the
sneaking to your brother.
Yeah, I was simply just
going for a walk, and uh...
What are you wearing?
I always wear this. This
is one of my favorites.
What's wrong with your eye?
Oh, my eye. That's... you
remember the Battle of Haroquin?
When I got hit in the
face with a broadsword?
You're not the Thor I
know at all, are you?
Yes, I am.
The future hasn't been
kind to you, has it?
I didn't say I'm
from the future.
I was raised by witches, boy.
I see with more than
eyes, and you know that.
I am totally, totally
from the future!
Yes, you are.
- I really need to talk to you.
- We can talk.
His head was over there...
His body over there...
What was the point.
I was too late.
I was just standing there.
- Some idiot with an ax.
- You're no idiot.
You're here aren't you? Seeking counsel
from the wisest person in Asgard.
- I guess, yeah.
- Idiot? No.
- A failure? Absolutely.
- That's a little bit harsh.
You do know what
that makes you?
Just like everyone else.
I'm not supposed to be
like everyone else, am I?
Everyone fails at who they
are supposed to be, Thor.
The measure of a
person, of a hero
is how well they succeed
at being who they are.
I really missed you, Mum.
Thor! I got it!
Get that rabbit!
- Ma, I have to tell you something.
- No, son. You don't.
You're here to repair
your future, not mine.
- But this is about your future.
- It's none of my business.
Hey.
You must be Mom.
I got the thing. Come
on, we got to move.
- I wish we had more time.
- This was a gift.
And you're going to be the
man you're meant to be.
- I love you, Mom.
- I love you.
And eat a salad.
- Come on. We gotta go.
- Goodbye.
- Three... two...
- No, wait!
Wh- what am I looking at?
Oh, sometimes it takes a second.
I'm still worthy.
Oh, boy.
Goodbye, Mom.
So he's an idiot?
What's that?
The tool of a thief.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa...
This is the part where spikes come out,
with skeletons on the end and everything...
What are you talking about?
When you break into a place called
the temple of the Power Stone,
There's gonna be a bunch of booby
traps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.
I wasn't always like this.
Me either.
But we work with
what we got, right?
Sync up.
Three.. two.. one...
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
- What did you do to them?
- Nothing. Yet.
They're not trying to stop something
I'm going to do in our time.
They're trying to undo something
I've already done in theirs.
The stones...
I found them all.
I won.
Tipped the cosmic
scales to balance.
This is your future.
It's my destiny.
My father is many things. A
liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
And that, is destiny fulfilled.
Sire, your Daughter...
No...
...is a traitor.
That's not me. It's not. I could never...
I would never betray you. Never.
I know.
And you'll have the
chance to prove it.
No...
He knows!
Barton? Barton, come in.
Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.
Come on!
Come in, we have a prob....
Thanos knows.
Thanos...
Cap...
Sorry, buddy.
We got a problem.
Huh. Yeah, we do.
- Well, what are we gonna do now?
- You know what, give me a break, Steve.
I just got hit in the
head with a Hulk.
You said that we had one shot.
This, this was our shot.
We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.
Six stones or nothing.
You're repeating yourself, you know that?
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
- No!
- Come on.
You never wanted a time heist, you
went on board with the time heist...
- I dropped the ball.
- You ruined the time heist.
- Is that what I did?
- Yeah!
Are there any other options
with the Tesseract?
No, no, no. There's
no other options.
There's no do-overs. We're
not going anywhere else.
We have one particle left. Each.
That's it, alright? We use that...
Bye, bye. You're not going home.
Yeah, well if we don't try...
then no one else is
going home, either.
I got it.
There's another way. To retake the
Tesseract and acquire new particles.
We'll stroll down memory lane.
Military installation, Garden State.
Why were they both there?
They were there at a...I've
a vaguely exact idea.
How vague?
What are you talking about?
Where are we going?
- I know for a fact they were there...
- Who's they?
- What are we doing?
- And I know how I know.
Guys, what's up? What is it?
Well, it looks like
we're improvising.
- Right.
- What are we improvising?
Scott, get this back
to the compound.
Suit up.
What's in New Jersey?
- 0-4, 0-4...
- Uhh, 0-7.
- 0-7.
- Excuse me...
1-9-7-0.
- Are you sure?
- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.
America. Rogers. Look,
if you do this,
and this doesn't work,
you're not coming back.
Thanks for the pep
talk, pissant.
You trust me?
I do.
Your call.
Here we go.
Hey, man!
Make love, not war!
Clearly, you weren't
actually born here, right?
The idea of me was.
Right. Well, imagine
you're SHIELD, running a
quasi-fascistic
intelligence organization.
Where do you hide it?
In plain sight.
Good luck on your
mission, Captain.
Good luck on your
project, doctor.
You're new here?
Not exactly.
Gotcha.
Back in the game.
Arnim, you in there?
Arnim?
Hey!
The door's this way, pal.
Oh, yeah.
I'm looking for Dr. Zola.
Have you seen him?
Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,
I haven't seen a soul.
Pardon me.
Do I know you?
No, sir. I'm, a...
visitor from MIT.
Huh. MIT.
Got a name?
Howard.
Well that'll be
easy to remember.
Howard...
...Potts.
Well, I'm Howard Stark.
Hi.
Shit. Now, don't pull it.
Yeah...
You look a little green around
the gills there, Potts.
I'm fine. Just, long hours.
Wanna get some air?
- Hello, Potts.
- Yeah. That would be swell.
- That way.
- Okay.
Need your briefcase?
You're not one of
those, are ya, Potts?
- Hello.
- Dr. Pym?
That would be the number
that you called. Yes.
This is Capt. Stevens
from shipping.
- We have a package for you.
- Bring it up.
Well, that's the thing, sir.
We can't.
I'm confused. I thought
that was your job.
Well, it's just... Sir,
the box is glowing and,
to be honest, some of our mail
guys aren't feeling that great.
They didn't know
better, did they?
Yeah, they did. You
better get down here.
Excuse me. Out of the way!
So, flowers and sauerkraut. You
got a big date tonight?
My wife's expecting.
And, uh... Too much
time in the office.
- Congratulations.
- Thanks. Hold this, will you?
Yeah, sure.
- How far along is she?
- I don't know... uh...
She's at the point where she can't
stand the sound of my chewing.
I guess I'll be eating
dinner in the pantry again.
I have a little girl.
A girl would be nice. Less of a chance
she'd turn out exactly like me.
What'd be so awful about that?
Let's just say that the greater
good has rarely outweighed
my own self-interests.
- And you've never seen these 2 men before?
- No, I've got an eye for this.
- The 2 of them looked fishy.
- Can you describe them?
- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.
- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?
Definitely Mungo Jerry.
Yeah, this is Chesler. I
need every available MPs
on sub-level 6. We have
a potential breach.
So, where are you
at with names?
Well, if it's a boy,
my wife likes Almanzo.
Might wanna let that stew on.
You got time.
Let me ask you a question.
When your kid was born...
- were you nervous?
- Wildly. Yeah.
Did you feel qualified?
Like you had any idea how to
successfully operate that thing?
I literally pieced it
together as I went along,
I thought about what
my Dad did, and...
My old man, he never met a problem
he couldn't solve with a belt.
I thought my Dad
was tough on me.
And now, looking back, I just
remember the good stuff, you know.
- He did drop the odd pearl.
- Yeah? Like what?
"No amount of money ever
bought a second of time."
Smart guy.
He did his best.
Let me tell you. That
kid's not even here yet
and, there's nothing I
wouldn't do for him.
Good to meet you, Potts.
Yeah, Howard...
Everything's gonna be all right.
Thank you for everything...
...you've done for
this country.
Jarvis.
Have we ever met that guy?
Seems very familiar.
Weird beard, though.
- You're weak.
- I'm you.
You can stop this.
You know you want to.
Did you see what
happens in the future?
Thanos finds the Soul Stone.
You wanna know
how he does that?
You wanna know, what
he does to you?
That's enough.
You disgust me.
But, that doesn't
mean you're useless.
How do I look?
Wow...
Under different circumstances,
this would be totally awesome.
I bet the raccoon didn't
have to climb a mountain.
Technically, he's not
a raccoon, you know.
Whatever. He eats garbage.
Welcome.
Natasha, daughter of Ivan.
Clint, son of Edith.
Who are you?
Consider me a guide.
To you, and to all who
seek the Soul Stone.
Okay. You tell us where it is.
Then we'll be on our way.
If only it were that easy.
What you seek lies
in front of you...
...as does what you fear.
The stone is down there.
For one of you.
For the other...
In order to take the stone, you
must lose that which you love.
An everlasting exchange.
A soul, for a soul.
How's it going?
Jesus...
Maybe he's making this shit up.
No. I don't think so.
Why, 'cause he knows
your Daddy's name?
I didn't.
Thanos left here with the stone
without his daughter.
It's not a coincidence.
Yeah.
Whatever it takes.
Whatever it takes.
If we don't get that stone,
billions of people stay dead.
Then I guess we both
know who it's gotta be.
I guess we do.
I'm starting to think, we've been
different people here, Natasha.
For the last five years I've been trying
to do one thing: Get to right here.
That's all it's been about.
Bringing everybody back.
- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.
- What, you think I wanna do it?
I'm trying to save
your life, you idiot.
Yeah well, I don't want
you to, because I...
Natasha, you know
what I've done.
You know what I've become.
I don't judge people on
their worst mistakes.
Maybe you should.
You didn't.
You're a pain in my
ass, you know that?
Okay.
You win.
Tell my family I love them.
You tell them yourself.
Damn you!
Let me go.
No.
Please, no.
It's okay.
Please...
Did we get them all?
You telling me this'll
actually work?
Clint, where's Nat?
Do we know if she had family?
Yeah. Us.
What?
I just asked him a question...
Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.
Why are we acting like she's dead?
We have the stones, right?
As long as we have
the stones, Cap, we can bring
her back, isn't that right?
So stop this shit. We're the
Avengers, get it together.
We can't get her back.
- Wha- what?
- It can't be undone. It can't.
I'm sorry. No offense, but you're
a very earthly being. Okay?
We're talking about space magic.
And "can't" seems very () don't you think?
Look, I know that I'm way
outside my paygrade here.
But she still isn't
here, is she?
- Now that's my point.
- It can't be undone.
Or that's at least what the,
great floating guy had to say.
Maybe you wanna go talk to him?
Okay?
Go grab your hammer, and you
go fly and you talk to him.
It was supposed to be me.
She sacrificed her life for that
goddamned stone. She bet her life on it.
She's not coming back.
We have to make it worth it.
We have to.
We will.
Boom!
All right. The glove's ready.
Question is, who's gonna
snap their freaking fingers?
I'll do it.
It's okay.
- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.
- Hey, hey...
Thor, just wait.
We haven't decided who's
gonna put that on yet.
I'm sorry. What, were you just sitting
around waiting for the right opportunity?
We should at least discuss it.
Look, us sitting here staring at that
thing is not gonna bring everybody back.
I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? So
this responsibility falls upon me.
It's my duty. It's not that... It's...
stop it! Just let me.
Just let me do it. Just
let me do something good.
- Something great.
- Look...
It's not just the fact that
that glove is channeling
enough energy to light up a
continent, I'm telling you
you're in no condition.
What do you think is coursing
through my veins right now?
Cheez Whiz?
- Lightning.
- Yeah.
Lightning won't help you, pal.
It's gotta be me.
You saw what those stones did to Thanos.
It almost killed him.
None of you could survive.
How do we know you will?
I don't. But the
radiation's mostly gamma.
It's like...
I was meant for this.
Good to go, yeah?
Let's do it.
You remember everyone
Thanos snapped away five
years ago and just bringing
them back to now, today.
Don't change anything
from the last five years.
Got it.
Friday, do me a favor and
activate protocol 8.
Yes, boss.
Everybody comes home.
- Take it off. Take it off!
- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?
Talk to me, Banner.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Bruce!
Don't move him.
- Did it work?
- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.
Honey.
Honey.
Guys...
I think it worked!
I can't breathe. I can't breathe!
I can't breathe.
Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.
Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Come on!
Rhodey!
Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We're
in the lower level, it's flooding!
- What?
- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!
Wait! I'm here! I'm
here, can you hear me?
Cap?
Daughter.
Yes, Father.
So, this is the future.
Well done.
Thank you, Father. They
suspected nothing.
The arrogant never do.
Go.
Find the stones.
Bring them to me.
What will you do?
Wait.
Tell me something.
In the future, what
happens to you and me?
I tried to kill you.
Several times.
But eventually,
we become friends.
We become sisters.
Come on.
We can stop him.
Come on, buddy. Wake up.
That's my man.
You lose this again,
I'm keeping it.
What happened?
We messed with time.
It tends to mess back.
You'll see.
What's he been doing?
Absolutely nothing.
Where are the stones?
Lost somewhere under all this.
All I know is he
doesn't have them.
So we keep it that way.
- You know it's a trap, right?
- Yeah...
I don't much care.
Good.
Just as long as we're
all in agreement.
Let's kill him
properly this time.
You could not live
with your own failure.
Where did that bring you?
Back to me.
I thought by eliminating
half of life,
the other half would thrive.
But you've shown me,
that's impossible.
And as long as there are those
that remember what was,
there will always be those that
are unable to accept what can be.
They will resist.
Yep. We're all
kinds of stubborn.
I'm thankful.
Because now, I know
what I must do.
I will shred this universe
down to its last atom.
And then...
With the stones you've collected
for me, create a new one.
Teeming with life,
but knows not what it has lost
but only what it has been given.
A grateful universe.
Born out of blood.
They'll never know it.
Because you won't be
alive to tell them.
See you on the other side, man.
Hang on! I'm coming!
Oh, hey...
I know you.
Father. I have the stones.
What?!
Stop.
You're betraying us?
You don't have to do this.
I am... this.
No, you're not.
You've seen what we become.
Nebula, listen to her.
You can change.
He won't let me.
No!
Okay, Thor. Hit me.
Boss, wake up.
I knew it!
In all my years of conquest...
violence...
slaughter...
It was never personal.
But I'll tell you now...
what I'm about to do
to your stubborn,
annoying little planet...
I'm gonna enjoy it.
Very, very much.
Cap, you hear me?
Cap, it's Sam.
Can you hear me?
On your left.
Is that everyone?
What, you wanted more?
Avengers...
... assemble.
No, no. Give me that.
You have the little one.
Hey!
Holy cow.
You will not believe what's been going on.
Do you remember when we were in space?
And I got all dusty? I must've passed
out, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.
But Doctor Strange was there, right?
He was like,
"It's been five years.
Come on, they need us!"
And then he started doing the yellow
sparkly thing that he does all the time...
What are you doing?
This is nice.
Gamora?
I thought I lost you.
Don't... touch... me!
You missed the first time...
then you got them
both the second time.
This is the one? Seriously?
The choices were him, or a tree.
Cap, what do you want me to
do with this damn thing?
Get those stones as
far away as possible!
No!
We need to get them back
where they came from.
No way to get them back. Thanos
destroyed the quantum tunnel.
Hold on!
That wasn't our
only time machine.
Anyone see an ugly
brown van up there?
Yes!
But you're not gonna
like where it's parked.
Scott, how long you need
to get that thing working?
Maybe ten minutes.
Get it started. We'll
get the stones to you.
We're on it, Cap.
Hey.
You said one out of 14
million, we win, yeah?
Tell me this is it.
If I tell you what
happens, it won't happen.
You better be right.
It's a mess back here.
It's... it's dead.
- What?
- It's dead.
I have to hotwire it.
Where's Nebula?
She's not responding.
Sire!
Clint!
Give it to me.
You took everything from me.
I don't even know who you are.
You will.
I got it!
Activate Instant Kill!
Rain fire!
But Sire, our troops!
Just do it!
Is anyone else seeing this?
I got this.
I got this!
Okay, I don't got this.
- Help! Somebody, help!
- Hey, Queens. Heads up.
Hang on. I got you, kid.
Hey! Nice to meet---
Oh! My God!
What the hell is this?
Friday, what are they firing at?
Something just entered
the upper atmosphere.
Oh, yeah!
Danvers, we need an assist here.
Hi. I'm Peter Parker.
Hey, Peter Parker. Got
something for me?
I don't know how you're
gonna get through all that.
Don't worry.
She's got help.
I am... inevitable.
And I...
am...
... Iron Man.
Mr. Stark?
Hey...
Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?
It's Peter.
We won.
Mr. Stark....
We won, Mr. Stark.
We won and you did it, sir.
You did it.
I'm sorry... Tony...
- Hey.
- Hey, Pep...
- Friday?
- Life functions critical.
Tony.
Look at me.
We're gonna be okay.
You can rest now.
Everybody wants a
happy ending, right?
But it doesn't always
roll that way.
Maybe this time.
I'm hoping if you
play this back,
it's in celebration.
I hope families are reunited,
I hope we get it back,
and something like a
normal version of the
planet has been restored.
If there ever was such a thing.
God, what a world.
Universe, now.
If you told me ten years
ago that we weren't alone,
let alone, you know,
to this extent,
I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.
But come on, you know?
That epic forces of darkness and
light that have come into play.
And, for better or worse,
that's the reality Morgan's gonna
have to find a way to grow up in.
So I found the time and I
recorded a little greeting...
In the case of an untimely death.
On my part.
Not that, death in any
time isn't untimely.
This time travel thing that we're
gonna try and pull off tomorrow,
it's, it's got me scratching
my head about this.
But then again, that's the hero gig.
Part of the journey is the end.
Everything's gonna work out
exactly the way it's supposed to.
I love you 3,000.
You know, I wish
there was a way...
that I could let her know.
That we won.
We did it.
She knows.
They both do.
How you doing, Squirt?
- Good.
- You good?
- Okay. You hungry?
- Mm-hmm.
- What do you want?
- Cheeseburgers.
You know your Dad
liked cheeseburgers?
I'm gonna get you all the
cheeseburgers you want.
Okay.
So, when can we expect you back?
- About that...
- Thor. Your people need a king.
No, they already have one.
That's funny.
You're being serious?
It's time for me to be
who I am rather than
who I'm supposed to be.
But you, you're a leader.
That's who you are.
You know I'd make a lot
of changes around here.
I'm counting on it.
Your Majesty.
What will you do?
I'm not sure.
For the first time in a
thousand years, I...
I have no path. I do
have a ride, though.
Move it or lose it, hairbag.
Well, here we are.
Tree! Good to see you.
Well...
The As-Guardians of the
Galaxy back together again.
Where to first?
Just so you know, this is my ship still.
I'm in charge.
I know. I know. Of
course, you are.
Of course.
See, you say of course, but
then you touch the map.
It makes you think that maybe you
didn't realize I was in charge.
Quail, that's your own
insecurities in there. Okay?
I'm merely trying to be of service.
An assistant.
- Quill.
- That's what I said.
You should fight one another
for the honor of leadership.
Sounds fair.
- It's not necessary.
- It's not.
Okay?
I got some blasters unless
you guys wanna use knives.
Oh, yes. Please, use knives.
I am Groot.
Not necessary.
There shall be no
knifing one another.
Everybody knows who's in charge.
It's me.
Yes, you! Of course!
Of course. Of course.
Remember...
You have to return the stones at
the exact moment you got them.
Or you're gonna open up a bunch
of nasty alternative realities.
Don't worry, Bruce.
Clip all the branches.
You know, I tried.
When I had the gauntlet, the stones,
I really tried to bring her back.
- I miss them, man.
- Me, too.
You know, if you want,
I can come with you.
You're a good man, Sam.
This one's on me, though.
Don't do anything stupid
'till I get back.
How can I? You're taking
all the stupid with you.
Gonna miss you, Buddy.
It's gonna be okay, Buck.
How long is this gonna take?
For him? As long as he
needs, For us, five seconds.
Ready, Cap?
Alright. We'll meet
you back here, okay?
You bet.
Going quantum. Three..
two.. one...
And returning in, five,
four, three, two, one...
Where is he?
I don't know. He blew right by his
time stamp. He should be here.
- Well, get him back.
- I'm trying.
- Get him the hell back.
- I said, I'm trying!
Sam.
Go ahead.
Cap?
Hi, Sam.
So did something go wrong,
or did something go right?
Well, after I put the
stones back, I thought...
Maybe I'll try some
of that life Tony was...
telling me to get.
How did that work out for you?
It was beautiful.
I'm happy for you. Truly.
Thank you.
Only thing bumming me
out is the fact I have
to live in a world
without Captain America.
Oh...
That reminds me...
Try it on.
How's it feel?
Like it's someone else's.
It isn't.
Thank you.
I'll do my best.
That's why it's yours.
You wanna tell me about her?
No.
No, I don't think I will.
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 1 DECEMBER 2018 FINAL SHOOTING SCRIPTJOKER an originwritten byTodd Phillips & Scott Silver This story takes place in its own universe. It has no connection to any of the DC films that have come before it.We see it as a classic Warner Bros. movie. Gritty, intimate and oddly funny, the characters live in the real world and the stakes are personal.Although it is never mentioned in the film, this story takes place in the past.Let's call it 1981.It's a troubled time. The crime rate in Gotham is at record highs. A garbage strike has crippled the city for the past six weeks. And the divide between the "haves" and the "have- nots" is palpable. Dreams are beyond reach, slipping into delusions.TP/SSii HEAR LAUGHTER.The sound of a man totally cracking up.INT. DEPT. OF HEALTH, OFFICE - MORNINGOVER BLACK:FADE IN:CLOSE ON ARTHUR (30's), tears in his eyes from laughing so hard. He's trying to get it under control. His greasy, black hair hanging down over his forehead. He's wearing an old, faded green cardigan sweater, a threadbare gray scarf, thin from years of use, hangs loosely around his neck.He's sitting across from an overworked SOCIAL WORKER (50's), African American. Her office is cramped and run-down in a cramped and run-down building. Stacks of folders piled high in front of her.She just sits behind her desk, waiting for his laughing fit to end, she's been through this before. Finally it subsides.Arthur takes a deep breath, pauses to see if it's over. Beat.ARTHUR--is it just me, or is it gettingcrazier out there?Despite the laughter, there's real pain in his eyes.Something broken in him. Looks like he hasn't slept in days. Beat.SOCIAL WORKERIt's certainly tense. People areupset, they're struggling. Looking for work. The garbage strike seems like it's been going on forever. These are tough times.(then)How 'bout you. Have you been keeping up with your journal?ARTHUR Everyday.SOCIAL WORKERGreat. Did you bring it with you? Beat.ARTHUR (dodging the subject)I'm sorry. Did I bring what?SOCIAL WORKER (impatient; she doesn'thave time for this)Arthur, last time I asked you to bring your journal with you. For these appointments. Do you have it?ARTHUR Yes ma'am.SOCIAL WORKER Can I see it?He reluctantly reaches into the pocket of his jacket hanging on the chair behind him. Pulls out a weathered notebook. Slides it across to her--ARTHURI've been using it as a journal,but also a joke diary. Funny thoughts or, or observations-- Did I tell you I'm pursuing a career in stand-up comedy?She's half-listening as she flips through his journal.SOCIAL WORKER No. You didn't.ARTHUR I think I did.She doesn't respond, keeps flipping through his journal--PAGES AND PAGES OF NOTES, neat, angry-looking handwriting. Also, cut out photos from hardcore pornographic magazines and some crude handmade drawings.A flash of anger crosses Arthur's face--ARTHURI didn't realize you wanted to readit.The social worker gives him a look, then reads something in the pages that gives her pause--2. SOCIAL WORKER (reading out loud)"I just hope my death makes more cents than my life."She looks up at Arthur. He just stares back. Lets it hang out there for a beat.Then he laughs a little, even though he doesn't think it's funny--ARTHURYeah. I mean, that's just--SOCIAL WORKERDoes my reading it upset you?He leans in.ARTHURNo. I just,-- some of it'spersonal. You know?SOCIAL WORKERI understand. I just want to makesure you're keeping up with it.She slides his journal back to him. He holds it in his lap.SOCIAL WORKERHow does it feel to have to comehere? Does it help having someone to talk to?ARTHURI think I felt better when I waslocked up, in the hospital.SOCIAL WORKERAnd have you thought more about whyyou were “locked up?"ARTHURWell I suppose I was mentally ill.SOCIAL WORKER How’s that?ARTHURWell my mother thought I wasmentally ill, so she had me committed.3. SOCIAL WORKER Did you feel mentally ill?ARTHURThey’ve been saying that since Iwas little. So who knows. Long pause.ARTHURI was wondering if you could askthe doctor to increase my medication.The social worker ruffles through some papers--Beat.SOCIAL WORKERArthur, you’re on seven differentmedications. Surely they must be doing something.ARTHURI just don’t want to feel so badanymore.And we HEAR "TEMPTATION RAG" playing on a broken down piano--EXT. GOTHAM SQUARE, MIDTOWN - AFTERNOON - DAYS LATERCLOSE ON ARTHUR, NOW DRESSED UP AS A CLOWN, painted white face... Wide red smile outlined in black around his mouth... Bulbous red nose... Bald cap with two patches of frizzy green hair sticking out over the ears, little bowler hat... Too- tight buttoned jacket... Baggy pants and oversized colored shoes. This is his job.PULLING OUT, we see he's holding a sign in front of Kenny's Music Shop that reads, "EVERYTHING MUST GO!" A banner above the store reads, "GOING OUT OF BUSINESS!" Behind him, an OLD MAN plays an old piano on the busy street, garbage bags piled everywhere.Arthur's doing a little Charlie Chaplin like performance to the music, twirling the sign, bringing attention to the sale. He's pretty good, feeling the music in his bones, light on his feet. Still most people walk right past, ignoring him.ARTHUR SEES A GROUP OF BOYS pointing at him from down the street, laughing at him... One of the boys throws an empty Coke can at Arthur as they get close... Arthur holds up the sign like a shield, Coke can bouncing off it--4.   The boys walk up on Arthur... He tries ignoring them, keeps dancing to the old ragtime, holding up the sign as they surround him... One of the kids knocks the sign out of Arthur's hands--The other kids crack up. Arthur bends over to pick up his sign and... Kicks it... Attempts to pick it up again and... Kicks it again... It's a bit.Arthur bends over a third time to pick up the sign and... One of the boys kicks him right in the ass--Arthur falls face first onto the sidewalk. Oddly, the old man playing the piano picks up the pace of the music--The kids crack up. One of the boys grabs Arthur's sign and takes off running across the street--The other kids follow, weaving through traffic--Arthur gets up and gives chase. He needs his sign back.He almost gets hit by a taxi, spinning out of the way just in time-- Spinning right into another taxi that stops just short of hitting him.Arthur keeps running through traffic. People stare. A clown barreling down the street has got to be a joke--EXT. CORNER, ALLEY - GOTHAM SQUARE - CONTINUOUSThe five boys are booking it down the busy street laughing and whooping it up. At the last second they take a sharp right turn down an alley--Arthur almost overshoots the corner, slip-sliding in his oversized shoes--He rights himself and heads down after them-- Sees them running up ahead--WHAP! Out of nowhere Arthur gets hit in the face! He falls to the ground.One of the kids was hiding behind a dumpster and hit Arthur with the "EVERYTHING MUST GO!" sign, splintering it in two--The other kids turn back and walk up to Arthur down on the ground.5.  Arthur reaches out, still trying to save the sign--THE KIDS START KICKING AND BEATING THE SHIT out of Arthur. It's brutal and vicious. Nobody on the street stops to help.CLOSE ON ARTHUR'S CLOWN FACE, down on the ground. Sweat running down his face, smearing his make-up. Doesn't even look like he's in pain. He just takes the beating. Arthur's good at taking a beating.That stupid smile painted on his face.TITLE:JOKERINT. CITY BUS (MOVING) - HEADING UPTOWN - LATE AFTERNOONArthur sitting in the back of a crowded bus, looking out the window at the city passing him by... his make-up's washed off, still see some white grease-paint smudged on the sides of his face.He feels somebody staring, turns OLD BOY, face puffy from crying, back at him. His mother's facing behind you can tell she's angry.to see a sad-eyed THREE-YEAR- sitting on his knees looking forward, but even fromArthur doesn't know where to look, feeling self-conscious and small. He gets back into "character" smiling like a clown and covers his face with his hands-- Starts playing the peek-a- boo game with him.The boy stares back at him for a moment then giggles--WOMAN ON BUS (turns back to Arthur;already annoyed)Can you please stop bothering my kid?ARTHURI wasn't bothering him, I was--WOMAN ON BUS (interrupts)Just stop.AND SUDDENLY ARTHUR STARTS TO LAUGH. LOUD. He covers his mouth trying to hide it-- Shakes his head, laughter pausing for a moment, but then it comes on stronger. His eyes are sad. It actually looks like the laughter causes him pain.6. People on the bus are staring. The little boy looks like he's going to cry again.WOMAN ON BUS You think that's funny?Arthur shakes his head no, but he can't stop laughing. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a small card. Hands it to the woman.CLOSE ON THE CARD, it reads: "Forgive my laughter. I have acondition (more on back)"She turns the card over and there is a bunch of information in small writing--"It's a medical condition causing sudden, frequent, uncontrollable laughter that doesn’t match how you feel. It can happen in people with a brain injury or certainneurological conditions."She doesn't read it (but if you freeze frame the movie you could). She just shakes her head annoyed and throws the card on the ground.Arthur laughs harder. Tears running down his face.Not wanting to attract any more attention to himself, he covers his mouth with his threadbare scarf, trying to muffle the laughter--EXT. THE BRONX, STREET - SUNSETThe bus pulls away, sun almost gone.Arthur heads slowly limping down the litter-covered streets. Garbage is piled along the sidewalks, the air thick with smog creates a haze over everything.The streets are crowded with the poor, the elderly and disenfranchised. Women with children in busted strollers. Homeless people sleeping on subway grates. Stray dogs. His is one of the few white faces.Arthur makes his way into a run-down drug store, behind him two drunks fight on the corner, beating the shit out of each other. Arthur, and nobody else for that matter, pays them any attention.No one here gives a shit.7.   EXT. SIDE ALLEY, TENEMENTS - EARLY DUSKArthur cuts through a garbage filled alley behind decaying apartment buildings. Holding a small white (prescription) bag in his hand. Tenants overhead leaning out their windows, smoking out their windows, laughing, arguing over loud music.A BUNCH OF YOUNG KIDS HANGING OUT ON A FIRE-ESCAPE, yell down at Arthur giving him shit in Spanish.EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - DUSKArthur turns from the street, looking up at a long, steep concrete stairway that seems to go up forever, cutting between two tenement buildings, graffiti tags sprayed all over the brick walls. He starts the long climb up, step-after- step-after-step-after-step...INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, LOBBY - DUSKA shabby lobby in a building that was nice, but now it's a dump.Arthur checks his mailbox. He's still bag in his hand.The mailbox is empty.once probably pretty holding the small whiteINT. ELEVATOR, APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUSArthur steps onto the small, graffiti covered elevator, flickering fluorescent lights.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, FRONT DOOR - EVENINGOld apartment, worn carpet. Nothing's new inside but it's fairly neat and well-kept.PENNY (OS) (shattering the moment)Happy?! Did you check the mail before you came up?ARTHURYes, Ma. Nothing. No letter.His mother, PENNY FLECK (60's), comes in all made up. She walks over and gives him a kiss on the cheek. He covers the pain from his beating the best he can-- His mother doesn't seem to notice anyway.8. PENNYYou sure you looked? Sometimes Idon't know where your head is.ARTHURYes I'm sure. And my head's righthere. Go lie down, I’m gonna make you some dinner, okay?ARTHUR TEARS OPEN THE PRESCRIPTION BAG... A FLURRY OF PILL BOTTLES TUMBLE OUT ONTO THE COUNTER.SEE HIS NAME, "ARTHUR FLECK" ON THE ORANGE PILL BOTTLES, TEMAZEPAM... PERPHENAZINE... AHENELZINE... AMITRIPTYLINE... BENZEDRINE... DIAZEPAM... MEPROBAMATE...TAKES OUT ONE PILL FROM EACH THE TEMAZEPAM AND MEPROBAMATE BOTTLES.INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - NIGHTArthur sets the food down in front of his mother lying in bed. The TV's on, playing the local news.PENNYHe must not be getting my letters.Arthur sits down on a small chair in front of an old vanity, table covered with his mother's make-up.ARTHURIt's Thomas Wayne, Mom. He's a busyman.PENNYPlease. I worked for that familyfor years. He always had a smile for me. Least he could do is write back.Ma, eat.You need you are.ARTHURYou need to eat.PENNYto eat. Look how skinnyBefore Arthur can say anything, his mother points to the news on the TV--QUICK CUTS:9. PENNYAll day long it's more bad news.That's all there is.ARTHURMaybe you shouldn't watch so muchtelevision.PENNYThomas Wayne is our only hope.He'll make a great mayor. Everybody says so.ARTHUR (playful)Everybody who? Who do you talk to?PENNYWell everybody on the news.(beat)He's the only one who can save this city. He owes it to us.Arthur smiles for his mother as he cuts up some more of her food.PENNY(she pats the bed)Come sit. It’s starting.Arthur gets into bed with her, their nightly ritual. Stay on his face as he watches the opening to their favorite show--BARRY O'DONNELL (OS ON TV)From NCB Studios in Gotham City, it's "Live with Murray Franklin!" Tonight, Murray welcomes, Sandra Winger, comedian Skip Byron and the piano stylings of Yeldon & Chantel!ANGLE ON TELEVISION, intro to "LIVE WITH MURRAY FRANKLIN!" playing--BARRY O'DONNELL (ON TV)Joining Murray as always, Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra. And me, I'm "that guy" Barry O'Donnell. And now, without further ado-- Murraaaaay Franklin!10. INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSSPOTLIGHT ON SHIMMERING MULTICOLORED CURTAINS PARTING, AND OUT DANCES MURRAY FRANKLIN (late 60's) doing an old soft shoe to the jazzy tune Ellis Drane is playing him out to. Audience cheering and applauding loudly for him. Murray takes a little bow, and does one or two more steps to the music...ANGLE ON ARTHUR, clapping in the middle of the crowd. He's dressed "richer" (it's Arthur's fantasy version of himself). Everybody around him is enthusiastically applauding Murray.MURRAY FRANKLIN (looking into the crowd)Thank you. Glad you're here. We've got a great looking audience tonight.Murray motions for everybody to quiet down, nodding his head in appreciation of their applause--MURRAY FRANKLIN Wow. Thank you.He glances up at Arthur, who is clapping wildly, squints his eyes a bit to make him out---MURRAY FRANKLINThank you.(beat; smiling)Who's that there? Hey Bobby, can you raise the lights for me?The house lights come up. Murray takes a few steps downstage and points straight up at Arthur--MURRAY FRANKLIN You there, will you stand up?What's your name?Arthur looks around at the people around him, and realizesMurray's talking to him. Murray picked him out of the crowd-- Arthur gets up to his feet. He talks more here, and with moreconfidence, looks more at ease than we've seen him.ARTHURHi Murray. Arthur. My name isArthur.MURRAY FRANKLINThere's something special about youArthur, I can tell. Where you from?11. ARTHURI live right here in the city. Withmy mother.The audience starts to giggle and laugh at him.Murray holds up his hand, stopping them from laughing, coming to Arthur's defense--MURRAY FRANKLIN Hold on. There's nothing funnyabout that. I lived with my mother before I made it. It was just me and her. I'm that kid whose father went out for a pack of cigarettes and never came back.Audience "awwwws" for Murray, we can hear how much empathy they have for him.Arthur looks around at the crowd surrounding him.ARTHURI know what that's like, Murray.I've been the man of the house for as long as I can remember. I take good care of my mother.The audience starts to applaud Arthur.MURRAY FRANKLINAll that sacrifice. She must loveyou very much.ARTHURShe does. She always tells me tosmile and put on a happy face. She says that I was put here to spread joy and laughter.MURRAY FRANKLIN What? Hold on. Can you say thatagain?ARTHUR (beaming with pride)My mother told me I had a purpose, to bring laughter and joy to the world.Murray Franklin nods in approval, and claps his hands loudly along with the rest of his audience, cheering for Arthur--12. MURRAY FRANKLINWow. I like that. I like that alot.INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSCUT BACK TO:Arthur looks over at his mother lying next to him, her eyes glued to the TV, hears the studio audience applauding, blue light flickering over her face--CUT TO:ANGLE ON ARTHUR, listening to the audience applauding him, their applause getting louder and louder. He makes himself smile as wide as he can to show them he's happy.Sees Murray Franklin waving for him to come down out of the crowd... First Arthur shakes his head no thanks... Sees BARRY O'DONNELL (60's), Murray's announcer, also waving him down... And Arthur finally relents and makes his way to the stage... joining Murray under the lights.MURRAY TAKES ARTHUR'S HAND, RAISES IT ABOVE THEIR HEADS AND LEADS HIM IN TAKING A DEEP BOW... The audience goes crazy. Murray leans in and whispers something to Arthur, who laughs.MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns, looks into TVcamera)Okay, we got a big show tonight, stay tuned. We'll be right back.Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra plays them to the commercial break... house lights go back down... cameras start moving to their next position... Murray puts an arm around Arthur, a private moment between them.MURRAY FRANKLINThat was great, Arthur, thanks. Iloved hearing what you had to say. Made my day.ARTHURThanks, Murray. You know I grew upwithout a dad too. He left right after I was born. I don't know what I ever did to him,--INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUS13. Murray pulls Arthur in closer, lowers his voice--MURRAY FRANKLINFuck him. Guy like that doesn'tdeserve you, Arthur. You see all this, the lights, the show, the, the love of the audience, I'd give it all up in a heartbeat to have a son like you.Arthur looks at Murray Franklin, tears in his eyes and Murray looks back at him and gives him a hug.CUT TO:INT. HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING, LOCKER ROOM - DAYThe cramped locker room of a small talent booking agency. This is where Arthur works. They "rent out" talent for parties and events. Clowns, magicians, male strippers.Arthur takes off his shirt in front of his open locker, grimacing in pain as he moves. His body's bruised from the beating he took chasing after his sign.You okay?RANDALL (OS)He turns. A fellow party clown, RANDALL (mid 50's), big bear of a know-it-all, is opening his own locker putting his dry- cleaned clown suit inside.RANDALLI heard about the beat down youtook. Fucking savages.ARTHURIt was just a bunch of kids. Ishould have left it alone.Randall searches through his messy locker, going through all the bags inside--RANDALLNo, they'll take everything fromyou if you do that, all the crazy shit out there, they're animals,--ARTHUR (nods)My mother says that people nowadays lack empathy.14. RANDALL What's empathy?ARTHURIt means like "feeling for otherpeople."RANDALL Like sympathy?ARTHURKind of. But different.Randall comes over, hands Arthur a brown paper bag-- Arthur looks inside, sees a GUN, a .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER.Arthur looks back up at Randall, confused--RANDALLTake it. You gotta protect yourselfout there. Or you're gonna get fucked.As Arthur stares at the gun--ARTHUR (whispering)Randall, I'm not supposed to have a gun.RANDALLDon't sweat it, Art. No one has toknow. And you can pay me back some other time. You know you're my boy.That lands with Arthur, he smiles to himself. brown paper bag into his locker and continues dressed.Stuffs the gettingRandall leans over and nudges Arthur, motioning to another clown, GARY (30's), a dwarf, coming into the locker room from their boss's office--GARYArthur,-- Hoyt wants to see you inhis office.Before Arthur can ask why, Randall interrupts him--RANDALLHey Gary, you know what I've alwayswondered?15. GARY(he knows what's coming)What?RANDALLDo you people call it miniaturegolf or is it just golf to you?Randall cracks up at his own dumb joke-- Gary just stares at him, this is apparently their thing. Arthur's not sure if he should laugh or not--INT. FRONT OFFICE, HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING - DAYArthur still half-dressed, walks into the cramped office.His boss, HOYT VAUGHN (60's) sits behind a metal desk. The office is a complete mess, newspapers and files litter the desk. A giant ashtray filled with cigarette butts. A calendar of booking hangs on the wall. A scribbled, jumbled mess.ARTHURHey Hoyt. Gary said you wanted tosee me?HOYT(without even looking up)How's the comedy career? Are you a famous stand-up yet?ARTHURNot quite. Haven't even performedyet. Just been working my material. This business is all about fine- tuning.Now Hoyt looks up. Takes a drag from his cigarette.HOYT Right.Arthur goes to sit down--HOYTDon't sit. This will be quick.Arthur stops in his tracks.HOYTLook, I like you, Arthur. A lot ofthe guys here, they think you're a freak. But I like you. I don't even know why I like you.(MORE)16. HOYT (CONT’D)I mean, you don't say much.(beat)It's probably that stupid laugh. It gets me every time. Kills me.Unsure how to respond, Arthur just nods.HOYTBut I got another complaint. Andit's starting to piss me off. Arthur takes a deep breath, and just smiles.HOYTKenny's Music. The guy said youdisappeared. Never even returned his sign.ARTHURNo. I got jumped. Didn't you hear?HOYTFor a sign? Bullshit. It makes nosense, just give him his sign back. He's going out of business for god's--ARTHUR (interrupting)Why would I keep his sign?HOYT (snaps)How the fuck do I know, why does anybody do anything? Listen, if you don't return the sign I gotta take it outta your paycheck, you clear?ARTHUR JUST LOOKS BACK AT HOYT AND KEEPS SMILING, like it hurts his face.CUT TO:EXT. BACK ALLEY, OUTSIDE HA-HA'S - DAYWE'RE AT THE FAR END OF AN ALLEY, about halfway down, catch a glimpse of Arthur still half-dressed on the other side of a dumpster. From this vantage, all we can see is him furiously KICKING and STOMPING on something... or somebody.We don't hear anything. And we can't make out what it is that he's so violently beating down.17. It could be a cat... a cardboard box... a homeless person... We don't know.Arthur just continues unleashing his rage--INT. CITY BUS (MOVING) - HEADING UPTOWN - LATE DAYArthur at the end of his work day, sitting in his spot toward the back of the bus.Across the aisle from him, he's innocently watching a young couple, playfully teasing each other.EXT. STREETS, THE BRONX - SUNSETArthur heading back home down the litter-covered streets like he does every night. Garbage still piled along the sidewalks, some burning in trash cans, air still thick with smog.He's carrying the paper bag that Randall gave him.EXT. SIDE ALLEY, TENEMENTS - EARLY DUSKArthur cuts through the alley, a couple of the young kids are smoking on the fire-escape.EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - DUSKArthur trudging up the endless staircase, step-after-step- after-step-after--INT. LOBBY, APARTMENT BUILDING - DUSKArthur checks his mailbox. Empty.INT. ELEVATOR, APARTMENT BUILDING - DUSKArthur is on the elevator, as the door closes, he hears--Wait!!SOPHIE (OS)He puts his foot out with some panache to stop the closing door-- He's a romantic at heart. Ding.18. And SOPHIE (late 20's), African-American, looking harried, tired eyes, steps onto the elevator with her 5-YEAR-OLD DAUGHTER who's holding onto a doll, talking to her mother about what she wants for her birthday.Arthur moves to the back of the elevator--Sophie nods thanks. The doors wheeze shut, pausing for a moment before they close--Arthur holds his breath, hoping he doesn't start to laugh. Elevator rises, halting at first. Floors dinging.Suddenly the elevator shudders hard, making a loud groaning sound. Flickering lights cut off, then come back on.SOPHIE (shaking her head; toArthur)This building is just so awful, isn’t it?Arthur nods yes... he doesn't know what to say. The little girl just keeps babbling about what she wants for her birthday.Sophie can't take it any more, looks over at Arthur and mimes blowing her head off with her finger--Arthur's eyes go wide.The doors open. They all step off.Sophie grabs her daughter's hand and walks down the hall in the opposite direction of Arthur.He just stands there for a beat. Heart beating fast.ARTHUR(calls out after her)Hey-- She turns around.And Arthur mimes blowing his head off with his finger-- Sophie doesn't know what to say, just forces a strained smileback at him.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, BATHROOM - NIGHTARTHUR'S GIVING HIS MOM A BATH, being careful with her as he shampoos her hair.19. 20. He fills an empty plastic container with some bath water.ARTHUR Look up.PENNYMaybe the mailman's throwing themaway.She tilts her head back and he rinses her hair with the water from the container...ARTHURMom, why are these letters soimportant to you? What do you think he's gonna do?PENNY He's gonna help us.ARTHUR Help us how?PENNY Get us out of here, from this place andpeople.take me away these-- theseARTHURYou worked for him over 30 yearsago. What makes you think he would help us?Penny looks at him with conviction, water dripping down her face, into her eyes. She wipes it away with her hands--PENNYBecause Thomas Wayne is a good man.If he knew how I was living, if he saw this place, it would make him sick. I can't explain it to you any better than that.Arthur nods. Annoyed, but not worth the argument.ARTHURI don't want you worrying aboutmoney. Everyone's been telling me they think my stand-up is ready for the big clubs. It's just a matter of time before I get a break. Beat.PENNYHappy, what makes you think youcould do that?ARTHUR What do you mean?PENNYI mean, don't you have to be funnyto be a comedian?INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - LATE NIGHTPenny is out cold in her bedroom, a half-eaten plate of food is next to her on the bed.INT. LIVING ROOM, MOM'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSArthur sits on the couch. The 1937 version of "Shall We Dance" is playing on the TV. He holds the .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER Randall gave him in his hand. He's never held a gun before, looks uncomfortable with it, the weight of it in his hand...He stares at it for a moment, then points it at the black & white movie playing on TV, hand trembling a bit... Points it at the chair his mother sits on... Points it at his head.BLAMMMMMMM!He jumps up off the couch. What the fuck!? He looks around in a panic. His hands shaking.He shot a hole in the wall.PENNY (OS) (awoken by the shot)HAPPY!? What was that? Are you okay?ARTHURHe quickly turns up the TV volume, A GROUP OF MEN WORKING ON A SHIP SINGING "SLAP THAT BASS" TO FRED ASTAIRE--PENNY (OS)THAT NOISE! DID YOU HEAR THATNOISE?What?!21. ASTAIRE NOW SINGING AND DANCING FOR THE OTHER MEN, Arthur shouts back to his mother as he shoves the gun under the couch cushions--ARTHURI'M WATCHING AN OLD WAR MOVIE.PENNY (OS) TURN IT DOWN!He heads for his mother's bedroom.INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, DOORWAY - CONTINUOUSArthur looks in on his mom in her dark bedroom, can make out the outline of her body sitting up.PENNY It's so loud.ARTHURI know. The Americans are reallygiving it to the Japs.He walks over to Penny in the darkness. Kisses her on the forehead.ARTHUR (softly)I'm sorry. I'll turn it down.INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE NIGHTArthur is writing in his journal. He speaks softly to himself as he writes...ARTHURWhy didn't Randall tell me the gunwas loaded? I could have killed someone.(beat)I could have killed myself.CLOSE ON THE LAST LINE, he crosses out "could"... Writes... "should"ARTHUR (still to himself)I should have killed myself.CLOSE ON ARTHUR as he crosses out something again...22.   Beat.ARTHUR (louder to himself)I should kill myself.EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - MORNINGSOPHIE AND GIGI MAKING THEIR WAY down the steep stairs, on their way to school. Sophie is dressed more conservatively than when we've previously seen her.REVEAL, Arthur watching them from the top of the stairway, keeping his distance. He starts after them--EXT. PUBLIC SCHOOL - MORNINGSophie drops GiGi off at school. Arthur's watching them from a distance.EXT. ELEVATED SUBWAY PLATFORM - MORNINGSophie waits on the platform. Lights a cigarette.We see Arthur, hidden behind a steel support beam-- watching her from a distance.EXT. STREET, FINANCIAL DISTRICT - MORNINGTowering buildings crowd the sky. White collar, white businessmen in suits. Still lots of trash, but it's piled high, neatly in black bags along the sidewalk.Arthur's hanging across the street from Gotham First National Bank as Sophie enters the building. He's just standing there watching, trying to get the nerve to go inside.Beat.INT. GOTHAM COMEDY CLUB, CHINATOWN - NIGHTArthur sitting in the middle of a dark, crowded comedy club. People on dates. Groups of friends. All here to watch the stand-up. He sits at a small table by himself, watching the act on stage.The comic on stage is killing it. The whole room is laughing and applauding. Everyone except Arthur. He's watching. Studying. Diligently jotting down notes in his notebook.23.  EXT. GOTHAM COMEDY CLUB, STREET - CHINATOWN - NIGHTPeople are piling out of the club, onto the narrow street, jumble of lit-up signs, most glowing yellow or red. Arthur walks out alone, carrying his notebook. He sees a FLYER taped to the entrance of the club.CLOSE ON THE FLYER, "Open mic night. Thursdays. 7pm." He rips the flyer off the wall.INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE NIGHTArthur is writing in his journal. His mom is dead asleep. He opens his worn notebook. Flips to a page titled "Jokes" and starts writing--CLOSE ON WORDS, as he slowly writes: "The worst part about having a mental illness is..."ANGLE ON ARTHUR, pausing, thinking it over for a moment. Then he laughs to himself when he comes up with something.CLOSE ON WORDS, coming faster now, "...that people expect you to behave as if you don't."He hears knocking on the front door--INT. FRONT DOOR, MOM'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSArthur opening the door--Sees Sophie standing there with attitude, leaning up against the door frame.SOPHIEWere you following me today?24.      Beat.SOPHIEI thought that was you. I washoping you'd come in and rob the place.ARTHUR (leans in, quietly)I have a gun. I could come by tomorrow.Yeah.ARTHUR SOPHIE (laughing)You're so funny, Arthur.ARTHURYou know, I do stand-up comedy. Youshould maybe come see a show sometime.SOPHIE I could do that.ARTHURYeah?You'll let me know when?SOPHIEARTHURAnd she just turns and walks away toward her apartment--INT. HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING, LOCKER ROOM - DAYArthur is putting on his make-up, using the small mirror in his locker. Behind him a couple other clowns are eating their lunch at a small table, not paying Arthur any attention.Arthur pauses half-finished, and stares at himself for a beat. Hooks the corners of his mouth down with his index fingers, turning his mouth into the "tragedy mask" frown--And then he pulls his fingers up, pulling them up wider and wider, stretching his smile into a grotesque parody of the "comedy mask," trying to make himself look happy, pulling his mouth so wide tears come to his eyes--PRE-LAP SCRATCHY OLD-TIME FOLK RECORDING OF "If You're Happy and You Know It"--"OLD TIME" VOICE (RECORD) (singing, strummingguitar)--if you're happy and you know it and you really want to show it, if you're happy and you know it clap your hands.Yeah.25. INT. GOTHAM GENERAL HOSPITAL - CHILDREN'S WARD - LATE DAYArthur lip-syncing and strumming an air guitar along to the song (like a Dennis Potter musical), for a ward full of sick children. He's wearing an oversized white lab coat over his clown costume. A few nurses and doctors watch as well, song blaring from a small record player--ARTHUR (lip-syncing)If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.Arthur stomps his feet to the song... All the kids stomping along with the recording...ARTHUR (lip-syncing)If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.(stomp, stomp)If you're happy and you know it and you really want to show it, if you're happy and you know it stomp your feet.And Arthur stomps harder, trying to make the kids laugh and--HIS .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER slips out from the bottom of his pants, sliding across the floor--ARTHUR STOPS SINGING, EVERYBODY LOOKS AT THE GUN as it clatters to a stop on the floor. "If You're Happy and You Know It" still playing on the record player...EXT. PHONE BOOTH, GOTHAM GENERAL HOSPITAL - DUSKArthur's in a cramped graffiti-covered phone booth on a busy street corner outside Gotham General, trash piled high. He's in his street clothes, clown-face still painted on, green wig still on his head.ARTHUR (into phone)Hoyt, let me explain.HOYT (OVER PHONE)Oh, this'll be good. Please tell mewhy you brought a gun into a kid's hospital?26. ARTHUR (into phone)It was, it was a prop gun. It's part of my act now.HOYT (OVER PHONE) Bullshit. What kinda clown carriesa fucking gun? Besides, Randall told me you tried to buy a .38 off him last week.Arthur's taken aback that Randall would do that to him.ARTHUR (into phone)Randall told you that?HOYT (OVER PHONE)He was with me when the call camein. You're a fuck up, Arthur. And a liar. You're fired.ARTHUR (into phone)Hoyt, please I love this job--HOYT (OVER PHONE) Say it, Arthur.(beat)Let me hear you say it.ARTHUR (into phone)Say what?HOYT (OVER PHONE) I'm a fuck up and I'm fired.ARTHUR (into phone; low)--I'm a fuck up and I'm fired.Louder.HOYT (OVER PHONE)ARTHUR(into phone; louder)I'm a fuck up and I'm fired. The line goes dead.27. INT. SUBWAY (MOVING) - NIGHTARTHUR SITTING ON THE SUBWAY CONTEMPLATING WHAT JUST WENT DOWN, face still painted, his clown gear in a shopping bag on the seat next to him, green wig on his lap.Subway car near empty. Arthur's sitting across from a lonely- looking MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN, there's also a YOUNG WOMAN (late 20's) reading a book at the far end.Arthur glances at the Middle-Aged Woman, maybe trying to make a connection, but the woman doesn't even notice him as the train comes to a stop, her head's somewhere else--The woman gets off the train, and THREE WALL STREET GUYS get on. They're loud and obnoxious, clearly drunk. One of them is eating some french fries out of a greasy McDonald's bag. He flops down on the bench across from the young woman, and checks her out. The other two guys start getting into it with each other--WALL STREET #1--I'm telling you, she wanted mynumber. We should have just stayed. The train starts moving again...WALL STREET #2You're dreaming, man. She wasn'tinterested-- at all.WALL STREET #1Are you nuts? Did you see how closewe were dancing!? She was in love, bro.He starts dancing a bit with himself, mimicking what he remembers. Wall Street #2 takes a swig from the brown bag he is carrying.WALL STREET #2She couldn't wait to get away fromyou.Arthur's watching them closely, impressed by their confidence and easy-going camaraderie.WALL STREET #1 (to the third guy)Ryan, am I crazy? Tell him what you saw.28. But the third Wall Street guy isn't paying his friends any attention. He has his eyes set on the young woman sitting across from him, reading her book.WALL STREET #3 (to the girl)Hey. You want some french fries?He holds out his McDonald's bag and shakes it to get her attention. The other two share a look. Arthur watches from his seat.WALL STREET #3Hello? I'm talking to you. You wantsome fries?She looks up and shakes her head, polite smile.YOUNG WOMAN No thank you.The other two guys crack up at this apparent blow-off. The third Wall Street guy shakes his head, embarrassed, and starts softly flinging fries at the young woman.WALL STREET #3You sure? They're really good.She just buries her face deeper in her book--WALL STREET #2Don't ignore him. He's being niceto you.One of the french fries lands in her hair. She looks down toward Arthur, looking to see if he's going to do something or say something--Arthur just sits there nervous. Not sure what to do, or even if he wants to do anything at all.AND HE JUST BURSTS OUT LAUGHING. He covers his mouth with his wig as they continue to harass the woman.They all look over-- What the fuck is this clown laughing at? WALL STREET #1Something funny, asshole?With their attention diverted, the young woman rushes out through the door between subway cars, glancing back at Arthur before she goes--29. WALL STREET #3 (shouts after her)BITCH!He laughs even harder through his green wig. The Wall Street guys turn to him sitting by himself at the end of the car--Arthur sees them staring. Looks down at the ground, hand still covering his mouth, face turning red. Subway swaying, lights flickering on and off.Beat.One of the guys heads down the car toward Arthur, starts singing "Send in the Clowns" as he approaches--WALL STREET #1 (singing)Isn't it rich?Are we a pair?Me here, at last on the ground You in mid-airSend in the clowns.The others crack up and follow after him. The guy plops down next to Arthur, puts his arm around his shoulder as he sings--ARTHUR(shakes his head, stiflingthe laughter) Please. Don't.WALL STREET #1 (continues singing to him)Isn't it bliss?Don't you approve?One who keeps tearing around, One who can't move.Arthur starts to get up-- The lead guy pulls him back down.WALL STREET #1Where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns.As he finishes the song, Arthur's laughing fit is coming to an end. One of the other guys sits down on the other side of him. He's now sandwiched in between them--WALL STREET #2So tell us, buddy. What's sofucking funny?30. ARTHURNothing. I have a condition--Arthur reaches into his shopping bag to get one of his "Forgive my laughter" cards, the third guy sees him reaching and tries to grab the bag from him---Arthur pulls on it--ARTHURNo. It's just my stuff. I don'thave anything.The guy rips the bag from his hand--WALL STREET #3 I'll tell you what you have,asshole.Arthur gets up from between them to go two guys are cracking up.WALL STREET #3 You want it back? Here--Arthur reaches out to grab the bag--And the guy tosses it over his head to Keeping it away from Arthur.grab his bag back. Theone of his friends.Three guys in suits tossing a shopping bag around, playing 'monkey in the middle' with a clown AND WE HEAR the drum roll opening to BOBBY SHORT singing "Send in the Clowns" Live at the Café Carlyle.Arthur keeps trying to catch his bag until suddenly--WHAP! Out of nowhere one of the guys punches him hard in the face.Arthur goes down as if in slow motion. Blood coming from his nose. He tries to get up, but his feet slip from under him and he falls back down--WALL STREET #1 Stay down you freak.And the third Wall Street guy starts kicking him--The others join in. Surrounding Arthur on the ground, kicking him deliberately, sadistically, and the music swells--BLAM!31. Wall Street #1 falls back dead. Blood splattering on the subway wall behind him--And we HEAR Bobby Short sing out, picking up from where the Wall Street Guy left off--BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)Just when I'd stopped opening doors Finally knowin' the one that I wanted was yoursBLAM! BLAM! Wall Street #2 goes down--Revealing Arthur on the ground, opening his eyes to see what he did, blood dripping from his nose, smoking gun in hand--BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)Making my entrance again with my usual flairSure of my linesNo one is thereThe third guy takes off running for the doors that separate the cars.Arthur starts after him, but then stops... turns back to grab his bag and his wig, his hands shaking from the adrenaline.The train is coming to a stop.BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)Don't you love farce? My fault I fear...Arthur grabs the green wig from between the two dead bodies, blood everywhere, and stuffs it into his shopping bag--The subway doors wheeze open and Arthur steps halfway off the train, waiting to see if the third Wall Street guy gets off in the car ahead of him. Arthur sees him run off--EXT. SUBWAY PLATFORM - CONTINUOUSThe platform is empty, the Wall Street guy is running toward the stairs--Arthur follows, blood still dripping from his nose-- Behind them, the train pulls away--32. BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)I thought that you'd want what I want.Sorry, my dear.The guy makes his way to the stairs, unaware that Arthur is behind him--BLAM!The third guy falls, tumbling down the stairs. Arthur walks over to the body and empties the chamber-- BLAM! BLAM!BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)But where are the clowns? Quick, send in the clowns Don't bother they're here.BLAM! He's got nothing left.EXT. ROBINSON PARK SUBWAY STATION - NIGHTArthur hauls ass up the stairs, rushing out of the station, the song still playing--EXT. STREET, ROBINSON PARK - NIGHTBounding past bags of garbage, he leaps over a pile, taking a turn into a run-down needle park, the lights of garbage fires flickering in the darkness.INT. PUBLIC BATHROOM, ROBINSON PARK - NIGHTArthur bursts into the small bathroom, out of breath. Overwhelmed, vibrating with emotions. He leans his forehead against the door, sweat dripping down his face, and catches his breath.Arthur feels all those emotions running through his body, can feel them all. He sticks his right foot out and starts to slowly turn, his right arm rising slowly above his head as his right foot leads, turning like something is awakening inside of him--Sweat dripping down his face, "Send in the Clowns" finally comes to an end. He starts washing the blood and clown make- up off his sweaty face.Looks up at his smudged reflection in the dirty mirror, water dripping, white grease paint running off his face--33. Beat.INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, HALLWAY - NIGHTARTHUR FLOATING OUT OF THE ELEVATOR AND DOWN THE HALLWAY AS IF IN A DREAM, coming up on Sophie's door and knocking--She opens the door and sees Arthur standing there--And before Sophie can say anything Arthur leans and kisses her and--Sophie kisses him back and pulls him inside her apartment, closing the door behind them--CUT TO:Arthur walks into the locker room, sees Randall half-dressed for work, sitting with Gary, TWO OTHER CLOWNS AND A HANDSOME "CHIPPENDALES" DANCER around the small table, shooting the shit, drinking coffee.They nod hello at Arthur or give him a perfunctory wave, most of his co-workers think he's a freak.GARYHey Art, I heard what happened--I'm sorry man.RANDALLYeah, Hoyt did you wrong, buddy.Doesn't seem fair.Arthur looks hard at Randall for a moment, just slowly nods, and continues on to his locker.He starts to clean it out, stuffing all of his clown gear into an old brown paper shopping bag. Hears them talking about him behind his back, about why he got fired, laughing at him--HA-HA CLOWN #1 (OS) Did you really bring a gun to thekid's hospital, Artie? What the fuck would you do that for?Arthur doesn't answer them, just continues emptying his locker, a bag of balloons, a magic wand, some trick flowers--INT. HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING, LOCKER ROOM - MORNING34. CHIPPENDALESNo, I heard he pulled it out andwaved it around like a cowboy.His co-workers crack up. Arthur answers the guy without looking back--ARTHURIt was a prop gun. And I didn'tpull it out, it fell out.CHIPPENDALESSo is that part of your new act? Ifyour dancing doesn't do the trick, you just gonna shoot yourself?More laughter.HA-HA CLOWN #2I thought your clown was a lover,Artie, not a fighter,--Arthur turns and looks at all of them, nods at Randall--ARTHURWhy don't you ask Randall about it?It was his gun.RANDALLWhat? Stop talking outta your ass,Art!(to the guys)I think all his stupid laughing musta scrambled his brain or something.The guys laugh and keep jawing. Arthur doesn't say anything. Just finishes packing up his bag and closes his locker door--INT. STAIRWAY, HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING - MORNINGArthur walks down the stairs, brown shopping bag under his arm.Behind him, Randall follows him into the stairway--RANDALL Hey, Art, hold up,--Arthur stops, turns around.35. RANDALLWhat the hell was that about? Whywould you say that?What?ARTHURRANDALL (lowers his voice)That it was my idea about the gun. That subway shit's no joke, you know, they got sketches of clowns on the front of every newspaper,--ARTHURI don't know what you're talkingabout, Randall.RANDALL (looks at him)Right. Okay. I just want to make sure you got your head on straight.Arthur just looks back at him and smiles.ARTHURMy heads right here.Randall nods, maybe it's sinking in with Arthur.RANDALLGood. I don't even know if you didit but there's no need to draw any attention to yourself, y'know? Or we're both fucked.ARTHURWhat are you worried about,Randall? You didn't kill three assholes on the subway, did you?RANDALL Of course I didn't.ARTHUR (continuing)You didn't shoot one point blank in the head. The other one twice in the chest, before chasing the third one down and shooting him three times in the back, right?Arthur puts his fingers forming a gun to Randall's head, stares straight at him--36. ARTHUR (singing)Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?Then turns and heads down the stairs, keeps singing "Send in the Clowns"--ARTHURMe here at last on the ground, You in mid-air.Send in the clowns.Where are the clowns?Don't bother, they're here.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, KITCHEN - MORNINGCUT TO:CLOSE ON A COUPLE OF PILLS BOTTLES, THEY'RE NEARLY EMPTY NOW.PENNY (OS)Happy, look Thomas Wayne is on TV.ARTHUR Yes, mother.Arthur swallows a few of the pills...PENNY (OS)They're interviewing him aboutthose horrible murders on the subway.He glances at the TV playing in the living room through the open wall--ARTHURWhy are they talking to him?INT. MOM'S LIVING ROOM, APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSPenny shushes him, she's sitting in her chair, watching one of those "Good Morning, Gotham" shows.PENNYHe looks like he gained weight.THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) All three of them worked at WayneInvestments. They were good, decent, educated.37. A small smirk registers on Arthur's face when photos of the THREE WALL STREET GUYS come up on the screen.THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) And while I didn't know thempersonally, like all Wayne employees, they were family.Arthur's mom sits up in her chair--PENNYYou hear that! I told you. We'refamily.ANGLE ON TELEVISION, footage of GRAFFITI around the city. "KILL THE RICH" spray painted on a storefront. "F*CK WALL STREET" written on a subway wall. "RESIST" scrawled across a billboard."GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV) There now seems to be a groundswellof anti-rich sentiment in the city. It's almost as if our less fortunate residents have taken the side of the killer.THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) Yes and it's a shame. It's one of the reasons I'm considering a runfor mayor. Gotham has lost its way."GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV) Are you announcing your candidacy?THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) (smiles)No comment.We hear Penny gasp, excited."GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV) What about the eyewitness report ofthe suspect being a man in clown make-up or a clown mask?A smile starts to creep across Arthur's face--The camera zooms in closer to Thomas Wayne on the screen--THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) It makes total sense to me. Whatkind of coward would do something that cold-blooded? Someone who hides behind a mask.38.    (MORE) THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) (CONT'D)Someone who's envious of those more fortunate than themselves, yet too scared to show their own face.(to camera)And until those kind of people change for the better, those of us who've made a good life for ourselves will always look at those who haven't as nothing but clowns.INT. DEPT. OF HEALTH, OFFICE - DAYArthur sits across from the same Social Worker from the opening scene. Same depressing office. He takes a drag from his cigarette--ARTHUR--I heard this song on the radiothe other day. This guy was singing that his name was Carnival.(sings)"Rise and fall, spin and call, and my name is Carnival."39. Arthur--SOCIAL WORKERARTHURWhich is crazy because that's myclown name at work. And until a little while ago it was like nobody ever saw me. Even I didn't know if I really existed.SOCIAL WORKERArthur, I have some bad news foryou.ARTHURYou don't listen, do you? I don'tthink you ever really hear me. You just ask the same questions every week. "How's your job?" "Are you having any negative thoughts?"(beat)All I have are negative thoughts. But you don't listen anyway. I said, "for my whole life I didn't know if I even really existed." But I do. And people are starting to notice-- SOCIAL WORKER They've cut our funding. We'reclosing down our offices next week.He looks around, just noticing some MOVING BOXES stacked against the wall.SOCIAL WORKERThe city's cut funding across theboard. Social services is part of that. This is the last time we'll be meeting.Arthur nods, not hating the idea.Okay.ARTHURSOCIAL WORKERThey don't give a shit about peoplelike you, Arthur. And, they really don't really give a shit about people like me either.Arthur sits there for a moment. And then it dawns on him--ARTHURHow am I supposed to get mymedication now? Who do I talk to?SOCIAL WORKER I'm sorry, Arthur.He just stares at her, taking it all in.INT. COMEDY CLUB, BACKSTAGE HALLWAY - NIGHTARTHUR'S POV, slowly walking down the hall-- as if in slow motion-- toward a set of stairs leading up to the back of the stage, spotlight bleeding through the curtain, other wannabe comics looking at him as he passes--CLOSE ON ARTHUR, he's changed his hair, it's slicked back some, not quite as smooth as the Wall Street Guys, sweat beading on his forehead--He climbs up the stairs-- always climbing uphill-- and waits at the edge of the curtain, pulls his worn joke-notebook out of his back pocket. Glancing into the room he sees it's a pretty good crowd. Sees Sophie taking a seat in the back.Wheeling back into the stairway, he catches his breath in the shadows--40. He hears the EMCEE from the stage.EMCEE (OS)This next comic describes himselfas a lifelong Gotham resident who from a young age was always told that "his purpose in life was to bring laughter and joy into this cold, dark world." Ummm. Okay.He hears the crowd laugh.EMCEE (OS)Please help me welcome ArthurFleck!There is a smattering of applause.INT. STAGE, COMEDY CLUB - CONTINUOUSARTHUR STEPPING ON STAGE, out under the spotlight, lifts the microphone in front of his mouth, the light so bright he can't see faces in the dark audience, his hand trembling holding onto his worn notebook--He takes a deep breath, looks out at the dark crowd, and opens his mouth.AND STARTS TO LAUGH. His eyes go wide. God no, not now. A terrified look comes to his face under the laughter. He just keeps laughing. The crowd is just staring back at him.Finally he composes himself--ARTHUR(trying to stop himselffrom laughing)-- good evening, hello.(deep breath; trying to stop laughing)Good to be here.(keeps cracking up)I, I hated school as a kid. But my mother would always say,--(bad imitation of his mom, still laughing)"You should enjoy it. One day you'll have to work for a living."(laughs)"No I won't, Ma. I'm gonna be a comedian!"41. Arthur keeps cracking up. Hard to hear anything or anybody else. He goes through his notebook trying to find another joke--ARTHUR (reading verbatim)It's funny, I was thinking the other day,-- Why are rich people so confused by the poor people?(silently counting to three)Because they don't make any sense!CLOSE ON ARTHUR, looking out into the audience, sees Sophie sitting in the back laughing--The MUSIC SWELLS...EXT. COMEDY CLUB, CHINATOWN STREET - NIGHTCUT TO:Arthur and Sophie walking out of the club after the show.They walk past a newsstand-- a wall of Chinese language newspapers mixed with local papers and tabloids, screaming headlines about the three Wall Street Guys gunned down on the train.Arthur stops and stares at the headlines--CLOSE ON HEADLINES, "Subway Vigilante"... "Yuppie Slaughter""Killer Clown On The Loose?"...SOPHIE (OS) (re: the headlines)You believe that shit? (beat)I'll bet you five bucks those rich assholes deserved it.He turns to her.ARTHUR You think?SOPHIELook at their faces. Those smugsmiles. I've seen that look. Fuck them.Sophie flicks her cigarette away and starts walking.42.    SOPHIEThe guy who did it is a hero. Threeless pricks in Gotham City. Woo- hoo! Only a million more to go.Arthur watches her walk for a beat. She looks great, even in front of the mounds of garbage bags that line the sidewalk.A CAB rolls past. In the backseat, someone wearing a CLOWN MASK stares back at Arthur. Holding his look for a moment.INT. DONUT SHOP, BOOTH - NIGHTA run-down donut shop.Through the window we see Arthur and Sophie sitting across from each other in a molded plastic booth. Bathed in ugly fluorescent light, a few other patrons scattered about.We don't hear what they're saying, but they look happy-- and Sophie is laughing. Hard.Arthur stares at her, this may be the best night of his entire life.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHTArthur opening the door to his mother's apartment, holding a box of donuts in his hand, sees the flickering blue light of the TV on in the living room, hears the end of "LIVE WITH MURRAY FRANKLIN!" He locks the locks, drawing the security chain high on the door.TURNS TO CATCH A GLIMPSE OF HIS MOTHER PASSED OUT in the living room.Arthur sets the box of donuts down and puts his face up against his mom's nose, to see if she's breathing or if she's dead--ON THE TELEVISION Murray does his signature sign off, the one he's been doing for years--MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) (looking into camera)Good night! And always remember,--That's life.He gently shakes her awake. Sweeping her up out of the chair as he hears Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra close the show with an upbeat instrumental version of Frank Sinatra's "That's Life"...43. MOM (half-asleep)Happy, I wrote a new letter.ARTHUR (grabs her hand)C'mon, Ma, dance with me a little.Arthur pulls his mother in close and starts dancing with her to the music, the only light coming from the television...MOMFor Thomas Wayne. It's important.She looks at him and smiles, dances with him a little... "That's Life" still playing from TV...MOMYou smell like cologne.ARTHURCause I just had a big date.MOM (laughing)I'm going to bed. Just don't forget to mail it.She breaks away and walks toward her bedroom.Arthur can't help but smile to himself as he takes off his jacket and throws it on the chair. He continues to slow dance with himself for a moment-- He notices the envelope on the table, addressed to Thomas Wayne.He stares at it for a beat. Cranes his neck toward his mother's bedroom, listening if she's still awake. And then--Quietly rips it open, starts to read the letter:CLOSE ON WORDS, "Dearest Thomas, I don't know where else toturn...""We need your help..." "Your son and I need help" Stops reading, stays on-- "Your son"He glances up at his mother's room, then back down at the words, "Your son"44.       ARTHUR STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LIVING ROOM staring at those two words like he's too afraid to move, lit up by the flickering blue light--CUT TO:INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - EARLY MORNINGARTHUR'S SITTING IN A CHAIR in his mother's room watching her sleep. He has clearly been up all night. Still wearing the same clothes.He's holding her letter in his hand as the sun is just starting to rise outside the windows, light just beginning to crack the gloom.Arthur impatiently sits there for another moment waiting for his mother to wake up, then suddenly--SHRIEKS OUT AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS like a teapot, kicking his back on the chair like an excited toddler--Penny wakes with a start, looking around half asleep and confused--PENNY--what, what time is it?He doesn't answer.PENNYWhat happened? Did you hurtyourself again?Arthur holds her letter up in his hand.ARTHURWhat is this? How come you nevertold me?PENNYIs, is that my letter? Is that mypersonal letter, Happy? (angry)You have no right opening my mail. Who do you think you are?!ARTHUR (raising his voice;excited)Apparently I'm Thomas Wayne's son! How could you keep that from me?45. Penny slowly getting up out of bed.PENNYStop yelling at me, you're gonnakill me, give me a heart attack! She goes into the bathroom.ARTHUR (shouts after her)I'm not yelling! I'm just, excited. How can any of this be real!?PENNY (OS) (shouts back from behindthe door)I'm not talking to you until you calm down.Arthur paces for a minute, now goes to the bathroom door. Talks to his mother from the behind the closed door.ARTHUR(lowers his voice; tryingto sound calm)Okay. How's this, Mom? Better? Will you please talk to me?Arthur leans in closer to the door. Leaning against it with just his head--ARTHUR Please.PENNY (OS)He's an extraordinary man, Arthur.A powerful man. We had a connection. I was so beautiful then. We were in love.Arthur just leans there, listening. He closes his eyes, it's all too much.PENNY (OS)He said it was best that we not betogether, because of appearances. You know, not all love stories have happy endings.(hear her crying now) (MORE)46.  PENNY (OS) (CONT'D)And, I could never tell anyone because, well, I signed some papers, and besides you can imagine what people would say about Thomas and me, and, and what they would say about you.ARTHUR(eyes still closed, headleaning against the door) What? What would they say, Ma?PENNY (OS)That I was a whore, and ThomasWayne was a fornicator, and that you're a little, unwanted bastard.AND THE BATHROOM DOOR SUDDENLY SWINGS OPEN, and Arthur falls face first into the bathroom--Just missing his mother, crashing down onto the floor-- CUT TO:INT. METRO TRAIN (MOVING) - COUNTRYSIDE, OUTSIDE GOTHAM - AFTERNOONPUSHING PAST ROWS AND ROWS OF WHITE BUSINESSMEN, many of them reading one of Gotham's two tabloids. On the cover of one, a detailed sketch of Arthur's clown face, headlined, "KILLER CLOWN STILL ON THE LOOSE!"... The other cover screams, "KILL THE RICH -- A NEW MOVEMENT?"...WE PUSH PAST A "KILLER CLOWN" SKETCH, settle in on Arthur reading the tabloid.REVERSE ANGLE BEHIND ARTHUR, see the headline "Thomas Wayne Announces Run -- Response to Troubled Times", over campaign- style photograph of Thomas Wayne waving to a crowd standing next to his wife, MARTHA (50's), a well-preserved former model, and a glimpse of their son, BRUCE WAYNE (10), hiding behind his father. Only catch half of his face looking straight into camera, eyes wide, scared by the crowd.SUB-HEADLINE READS, "Protest Planned at Wayne Hall Gala." Arthur stares at the family photo.CLOSE ON WAYNE FAMILY PHOTO, Arthur's fingers ripping it out of the paper--47.       EXT. WAYNE MANOR, FRONT LAWN - SUNSETArthur walks down a small hill alongside an intimidating brick wall, surrounding the estate like a prison. From this angle he's able to peer over the wall, catching a glimpse of an innocent looking TEN-YEAR-OLD BOY tracking him from behind the trees, hiding as he follows.Arthur comes to the front. A giant, wrought iron gate. We see a long driveway that leads to the big house, surrounded by beautiful trees and plush, green grounds.Arthur stops.He sees the boy approach, but not get too close.Arthur reaches into his pocket and pulls out a magic wand-- He holds it up for the boy to see.The boy steps up to get a closer look.Arthur looks over the wand, pretending like he's trying to figure out what it does. He waves the wand over the front gate lock to "try and see" if it will open-- It doesn't.The little boy tentatively walks toward the fence, face like an angel.Arthur waits until he gets closer and then reaches his hand through the fence and hands the kid his magic wand so he can try and figure out what it does--The boy takes the wand and it goes limp in his hand before he can wave it-- He looks at it, confused. He hands it back to Arthur.Arthur straightens the wand back out, and reaches in through the fence again so the kid can give it another try.And again the wand droops in the boy's hand. Disappointed, he gives it back to Arthur--Arthur examines the wand as if its "broken", stiffens it one last time, crouches down lower, and...Ta-da! A bouquet of flowers bursts out the end of the wand-- Arthur hands the boy the wand bouquet of flowers--The little boy takes the flowers. Keeps staring at Arthur, not sure what to do or say. Not smiling.Arthur looks back at him for a moment.48. THEN REACHES BOTH HANDS THROUGH THE GATE and firmly takes the little boy's face in his hands--Uses his thumbs to hook the corners of the boy's mouth and pulls them up into a smile, into a "comedy mask"--The boy is okay with it, puts his hands on top of Arthur's hands. They look at each other for a beat.ALFRED (OS) (shouting)Bruce!Arthur lets go. The boy is now smiling on his own--ALFRED (OS)Bruce! What are you doing? Get awayfrom that man.Little Bruce stops smiling, steps back from the gate.Arthur looks up and sees a tired-looking, ALFRED PENNYWORTH (50's) bounding toward them.Arthur stands back up.ALFRED (still shouting)What are you doing? Who are you?Bruce runs behind Alfred, hiding behind his legs.ARTHURI'm here to see Mr. Wayne--ALFRED (interrupting)You shouldn't be talking to his son. Why did you give him those flowers?Alfred takes the flower-wand away from the kid--ARTHURI, I was just trying to make himsmile.He hands it back to Arthur.ALFREDWell it's not funny. Do I need tocall the police?49.  ARTHURNo, please. My mother's name isPenny Fleck. She used to work here, years ago. Can you tell Mr. Wayne that I need to see him?ALFRED(color drains from hisface; beat) You're her son?ARTHUR Did you know her?Alfred doesn't say anything.Arthur puts his face right up against the bars, whispers so the boy can't hear him--ARTHURI know about the two of them. Mymother told me everything.ALFREDThere's nothing to know. There isno "them". Your mother was, was delusional. She was a sick woman.ARTHURNo. No, just let me speak to Mr.Wayne.Now Alfred leans in closer to Arthur, almost looks like he feels some pity for him--Beat.ALFREDPlease just go, before you make afool of yourself.ARTHUR (blurts out)Thomas Wayne is my father--Alfred looks at Arthur, and can't help but crack up laughing at him.AND ARTHUR REACHES HIS HANDS THROUGH THE BARS AGAIN AND GRABS HIM. Pulls Alfred in close, trying to choke him, still holding the wand of flowers in one hand--AS HE CHOKES ALFRED, Arthur sees little Bruce, wide-eyed in the shadows, looking out at him in horror.50. Arthur stops.Lets go of Alfred... Takes off running back down the street away from Wayne Manor, magic wand in hand.CUT TO:EXT. THE BRONX, STREETS - NIGHTARTHUR'S BACK IN HIS PART OF TOWN, garbage everywhere here. The neighborhood at night is alive. Loud kids on the street corners... A drunk seemingly fights no one... Sirens wailing...As Arthur approaches his building, he sees AN AMBULANCE PARKED in front. Lights flashing. Hit with a sense of dread, he runs toward the building--EXT. STREET, APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHTA SMALL CROWD OF GAWKERS have gathered around watching the drama unfold. Shouting and laughing, loud dance music blaring out an open window, feels like an impromptu block party.ARTHUR RUNS UP, SEES TWO PARAMEDICS wheeling his unconscious mother down the front steps on a stretcher.FROM ABOVE, Arthur pushing through the crowd, rushes to his mother's side--ARTHUR(following as they wheelher, leaning overstretcher)Mom? Mom, what happened?PARAMEDIC #1 Sir. Please step back.ARTHUR What happened to her?PARAMEDIC #1 Who are you?ARTHUR I'm her son.PARAMEDIC #1Oh, great. You can probably help usout inside. We don't know what happened yet.51. 52. Arthur follows them as they load Penny into the ambulance.INT. CITY AMBULANCE, BACK (PARKED) - MINUTES LATERArthur watches as the two paramedics work on his mother, descending on her like vampires, shouting instructions to each other while checking her vitals (pulse, pupils), shouting questions at him as they begin to intubate her--PARAMEDIC #1 Does your mother take anymedications?Arthur doesn't answer, just watches in horror.PARAMEDIC #1 Sir. Is your mother on anymedications?!No.ARTHURPARAMEDIC #2When was the last time you spoke toher?ARTHUR I don't know.The ambulance starts to pull away.PARAMEDIC #2Does she have any medical history?Arthur doesn't answer.EXT. CITY HOSPITAL, EMERGENCY ROOM - NIGHTArthur sitting on a bench waiting outside the bustling emergency room of a massive city hospital. He watches the sick and dying being rushed through the glass doors. Opening and closing. This happens in the background throughout the scene.The two detectives walk up to Arthur, interrupting him watching the doors. Gotham police detectives, GARRITY (50's), grey hair, and BURKE (30's), his partner.DET. GARRITYMr. Fleck, sorry to bother you, I’mDetective Garrity, this is my partner Detective Burke. Arthur looks up at them. Doesn't say anything.Beat.DET. GARRITYWe had a few questions for you, butyou weren’t home. So we spoke to your mother.ARTHURWhat did you say to her? Did you dothis?DET. GARRITYWhat? No. We just asked her somequestions and she started getting hysterical-- hyperventilating, trouble speaking-- then she collapsed. Hit her head pretty hard.ARTHURYeah, the doctor said she had astroke.DET. GARRITYSorry to hear about that. But likeI said, we still have some questions for you. They're about the subway killings that happened last week. You've heard about them, right?ARTHUR Yeah. It's horrible.DET. GARRITY (reading over his notes)Right. So we spoke to your boss at, uhh, Ha-Ha's. He said you were fired that day-- fired for bringing a gun into the children's hospital.ARTHURIt was a prop. It's part of my act.I'm a party clown.DET. BURKEAll right. So why were you fired?ARTHURThey said I wasn’t funny enough.Can you imagine that? (he stands)(MORE)53. ARTHUR (CONT’D)Now, if you don't mind, I need togo take care of my mother. The detectives share another look.Detective Burke steps close to him, holds up the card that Arthur handed him--DET. BURKEYour boss also gave us one of yourcards. This condition of yours, the laughing, is it real or some sort of a clown thing?ARTHURA clown thing?DET. BURKEYeah, I mean-- is it part of youract?ARTHUR What do you think?And Arthur walks away-- heads for the sliding glass doors. Only the motion detector doesn’t engage--AND HE SLAMS RIGHT INTO THE GLASS DOOR. HARD.He bounces back.CUT TO:PENNY LIES IN BED UNCONSCIOUS, HOOKED UP TO MACHINES.Arthur sits bedside, distraught. Sophie is next to him... rubbing his back.SOPHIE She's gonna be okay.He just nods. Lost in thought. After a beat...SOPHIEI'm going to get some coffee? Youwant one?He nods again. As Sophie walks out, we HEAR MURRAY FRANKLIN from the TV set bolted high up on the wall.INT. HOSPITAL ROOM (SHARED), CITY HOSPITAL - NIGHT54. MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) So I told my youngest son, Billy,you know, the new one, the 'not so bright' one,--CLOSE ON TV, Murray is in the middle of doing his monologue.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) (laughter)I told him that the garbage strike is still going on. And he says, and I'm not kidding, Billy says, "So where are we gonna get all our garbage from?"Murray Franklin cracks up at his own joke. Studio audience laughs.Arthur glances over at his mother, laughing over the sounds of her labored breath.He looks back up at the television.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) And finally, in a world whereeveryone thinks they could do my job, we got this videotape from the Gotham Comedy Club. Here's a guy who thinks if you just keep laughing, it'll somehow make you funny. Check out this joker.EXTREME CLOSE ON TV, GRAINY VIDEO OF ARTHUR'S STAND-UP PERFORMANCE. Arthur on stage smiling behind the microphone, under the harsh spotlight.Arthur watching himself on TV, his jaw drops--ARTHUR (ON TV) (trying to stop himselffrom laughing)-- good evening, hello.(deep breath; trying to stop laughing)Good to be here.(keeps cracking up)I, I hated school as a kid. But my mother would always say,--(bad imitation of his mom, still laughing)"You should enjoy it. One day you'll have to work for a living."(laughs) (MORE)55. ARTHUR (ON TV) (CONT'D)"No I won't, Ma. I'm gonna be a comedian!"Back to Murray Franklin shaking his head, trying not to laugh.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) You should have listened to yourmother.The studio audience erupts into laughter.ANGLE ON ARTHUR, watching Murray Franklin make fun of him on TV. He gets up and starts walking toward the TV set as if in a trance. Unsure if this is really happening.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) One more, Bobby. Let's see onemore. I love this guy.Another moment of Arthur at the comedy club plays--ARTHUR (ON TV)It's funny, when I was a little boyand told people I wanted to be a comedian, everyone laughed at me.(opens his arms like a big shot)Well no one is laughing now.Dead silence. Nobody is laughing. Not even him.CUT BACK CLOSE ON MURRAY FRANKLIN, just shaking his head.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) You can say that again, pal!Murray cracks up and the studio audience laughs along with him. Shot of Barry O'Donnell laughing too.CLOSE ON ARTHUR, looking up at the television, hearing them all laughing at him.CUT TO:INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, BEDROOM - NIGHTFROM ABOVE, looking down on Arthur hunched over, lying on his side in his mother's bed, his left arm below frame-- hard to tell if he's in pain or beating off.He reaches out his right arm to where his mother slept, the TV's blue light flickering, 11:00 News turned up--56.  NEWS ANCHOR (ON TV) The anger and resentment that'sbeen building in the city for weeks seems close to exploding. Protesters, many dressed as clowns, took to the streets today in one of several planned demonstrations taking on the city's elite. Including a massive rally outside tomorrow night's benefit at Wayne Hall.CLOSE ON ARTHUR, quickly turning and sitting up in bed when he hears what's on the television--ANGLE ON TELEVISION, a crowd of protesters, a few wearing Arthur's clown mask are being interviewed."CLOWN" PROTESTER #1 (ON TV) It’s gonna show ‘em that they can’tignore us. Our voices need to be heard. We’re not--"CLOWN" PROTESTER #2 (ON TV) (interrupts; screaminginto camera)[Beep] the rich, [beep] the politicians, [beep] the whites, [beep] the blacks, [beep] Thomas Wayne, [beep] the whole system. That's what this is [beeping] about!ANGLE ON ARTHUR, moving down to the edge of the bed, gun on the nightstand behind him, leaning forward closer toward the flickering screen to make sure he's seeing what he's seeing-- Thomas Wayne now being interviewed on the plaza in front of Wayne Tower-- "...had no comment on the upcoming rally."57.  THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) Well what I will say is, there'ssomething wrong with those people. I'm here to help them. I want to lift them out of poverty, help make their lives better. That's why I'm running. They may not realize it, but I'm their only hope.CUT TO: INT. WAYNE HALL, THEATER - CENTER FOR PERFORMING ARTS - DUSKANGLE ON MOVIE SCREEN PLAYING "MODERN TIMES", FACE OF A ROMAN NUMERAL CLOCK FILLS THE FRAME, and up fades the forward..."Modern Times". A storyof industry, of individual enterprise -- humanity crusading in the pursuitof happiness.And as the screen fades to black, we pull out to reveal the Gotham Philharmonic playing Chaplin's silent movie score in front of a black-tie high society crowd... Behind them, on screen, glimpse the opening shot of a crowded herd of sheep, a lone black sheep caught in the middle, dissolving into a mass of crowded workers rushing out of a subway station.EXT. CENTER FOR PERFORMING ARTS, WAYNE HALL - DUSKARTHUR ALL ALONE HEADING TOWARD AN ANGRY MOB in front of the Center for Performing Arts. Night falling. Storm clouds gathering.ANGLE ON THE CROWD OF PROTESTERS SCREAMING AND SHOUTING IN FRONT OF WAYNE HALL, behind steel barricades. Many wearing Arthur's "clown face" mask... A few wave homemade signs, "CLOWN FOR MAYOR"... "KILL THE RICH"... "MR. WAYNE, AM I A CLOWN?"A LINE OF POLICEMEN AND SECURITY GUARDS stand between the crowd and the lit-up white marble building.Arthur pauses and watches the crowd for a moment.EXT. WAYNE HALL, FRONT ENTRANCE - DUSKA FIGHT BREAKS OUT between a "clown" masked protester and two cops. The crowd goes crazy, pushing through the barricades toward the building. Distant thunder rumbling. The police and Wayne Hall Security fight to keep them out--Amidst all the chaos, we glimpse Arthur slipping into the building unnoticed--INT. LOBBY, WAYNE HALL - NIGHTArthur walks through the massive multi-level lobby. It's completely empty since the performance has already begun and whatever security was available is outside helping the police deal with the protesters.58.          He looks up in awe at the crystal chandeliers... He's never seen anything this opulent in his entire life.He starts up the grand staircase to the second floor--INT. SECOND LEVEL, BALCONY - WAYNE HALL - NIGHTARTHUR MAKING HIS WAY THROUGH THE SHADOWS ALONG THE BACK WALL OF THE BALCONY, a birds-eye-view, looking around for Thomas Wayne in the sold-out black-tie audience--He catches bits of the silent movie projected down on stage behind the orchestra, the Tramp working in a factory.He continues moving along the back wall looking for Thomas Wayne, sees him sitting in a box seat on the side of the theater with his wife.Arthur watches him in the darkness, waiting--INT. BALCONY, SECOND LEVEL - LATERJUMP CUT:PROJECTED ON SCREEN, the Tramp roller skating blindfolded on a date with the Gamin (Paulette Goddard) in a department store. Arthur's still standing against the back wall in the shadows, laughing along with the rest of the audience watching the Tramp skates blindfolded, skirting along the edge of a balcony with no rail, orchestra playing the bouncy score.Arthur's really enjoying the movie, almost forgetting for a moment why he's there, when he glances over to Thomas Wayne's box and sees him leaving, being led by his BODYGUARD--Arthur's eyes go wide and he quickly turns to go, behind him on screen, the Tramp is rescued by the girl before he falls off the edge, orchestra swelling--INT. SECOND LEVEL - WAYNE HALL - CONTINUOUSArthur catches a glimpse of Thomas Wayne heading into the men's room, his bodyguard waiting by the door, still hear the orchestra playing the score---Arthur glances around the lobby, sees a lobby broom and upright dustpan tucked in the corner--59. INT. HALLWAY, MEN'S ROOM - WAYNE HALL - SECONDS LATERArthur's sweeping up the hallway with his head down, hear the orchestra playing the melancholy "Smile" from the film's score. He sweeps along to the music like Emmett Kelly's famous act... Sweeping around the bodyguard's feet... Annoyed, he moves a bit away from the bathroom door... And doesn't give Arthur a second look as he heads inside...INT. MEN'S ROOM, WAYNE HALL - CONTINUOUSArthur sweeps his way into the cavernous, black & white tiled bathroom, ornate gold fixtures. It's empty save for Thomas Wayne peeing at the far end of a long line of urinals.Arthur takes a deep breath, and walks down the line of urinals right up next to Thomas Wayne--He stands there for a beat while Thomas urinates, lobby broom and upright dustpan in hand--THOMAS WAYNE (glances over; annoyed)Can I help you, pal?ARTHUR What? Yeah. No I, I--THOMAS WAYNE (interrupting)You need to get in here or something?Thomas Wayne finishes and zips his fly back up. Arthur is not sure what to say to him, just says--ARTHUR Dad. It's me.Beat.But Thomas Wayne doesn't hear him, he was flushing the urinal. He walks toward the sink.THOMAS WAYNEExcuse me? Arthur follows after him.ARTHURMy name is Arthur. I'm Penny's son.(beat)I, I know everything.(MORE)60.                     ARTHUR (CONT’D)And I don't want anything from you. Well... maybe a hug.And Arthur smiles, it's all very emotional for him. Thomas looks over at him like he's fucking crazy.THOMAS WAYNEJesus. You're the guy who came bymy house yesterday.Arthur nods, relieved he finally broke through.ARTHURYes. But they wouldn't let me in,wouldn't let me see you. So I came here. I have so many questions.Thomas Wayne just laughs to himself and turns on the gold faucets at one of the sinks.THOMAS WAYNELook pal, I'm not your father.What's wrong with you?ARTHUR How do you know?Thomas Wayne just keeps washing his hands, doesn't even look over at Arthur.THOMAS WAYNECause you were adopted. And I neverslept with your mother. What do you want from me, money?ARTHURNo. What? I wasn't adopted.Thomas starts drying his hands.THOMAS WAYNEShe never told you? Your motheradopted you after she worked for us. She was arrested when you were four years old and committed to Arkham State Hospital. She's batshit crazy.Arthur starts to smile, feels a laugh coming on.ARTHURNo. No, I don't believe that.61.  Thomas finishes drying his hands. Turns to Arthur, his tone way more serious now.THOMAS WAYNEI don't really give a shit what youbelieve.(steps in closer)But if you ever come to my house again, if you ever talk to my son again, if I ever even hear about you again, I'll--AND ARTHUR CRACKS UP LAUGHING, interrupting his threat. Laughing right in his face--THOMAS WAYNEAre you laughing at me?Arthur's laughing so hard he can't answer.THOMAS SHOVES ARTHUR HARD UP AGAINST THE TILED WALL, gripping his neck with one hand. Arthur just cracks up louder, he drops the dustpan and broom--THOMAS WAYNE (shouting)You think this is funny?Thomas Wayne's bodyguards bang open the door, rushing into the bathroom when they hear the shouting--They stop when they see Thomas has Arthur jacked up against the wall.ARTHUR(tries shaking his headno; still laughing andchoking)No, no I have a con--THOMAS WAYNE (interrupting; raising hisvoice)Is this a fucking joke to you?AND THOMAS WAYNE PUNCHES ARTHUR STRAIGHT IN THE FACE with his free hand, blood spraying from his nose--INT. BEDROOM, MOM'S APARTMENT - MORNINGSunshine peeking through bedroom windows. Arthur's eyes are open, he's been awake all night, he still hasn't slept.62. Phone starts ringing in the kitchen, he lets the machine pick it up--SHOW BOOKER (ON MACHINE) This message is for Arthur Fleck.My name is Shirley Woods, I work on the Murray Franklin show.Arthur gets up quickly and heads for the kitchen as the woman continues to leave a message--INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSArthur walks in, listening to the woman on the machine--SHOW BOOKER (ON MACHINE) I don't know if you're aware, butMurray played a clip of your stand- up on the show recently and we've gotten an amazing--Arthur picks up the phone--ARTHUR(into phone; skeptical)Who is this?SHOW BOOKER (OVER PHONE) Hi, this is Shirley Woods fromMurray Franklin Live. Is this Arthur?ARTHUR (into phone)Yes.SHOW BOOKER (OVER PHONE) Hi Arthur. Well, as I was saying--we've gotten a lot of calls about your clip, amazing responses. And, Murray asked if I would reach out to see if you would come on as his guest. Can we set up a day?PUSH IN ON ARTHUR'S FACE, as it sinks in.ARTHUR (into phone)Murray wants me to come on the show?63. SHOW BOOKER (OVER PHONE) Yes. Isn't that great? He'd love totalk to you, maybe do some of your act. Does that sound good to you?As the PUSH IN ON ARTHUR finishes.EXT. ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNINGCUT TO:A GRAY, BEHEMOTH STATE HOSPITAL looming over the city block. Metal screens cover steel-framed windows. Arthur crosses the street toward the building, eyes weary, he hasn't slept in days.INT. ARKHAM STATE, HALLWAY - MORNINGARTHUR WALKS DOWN A LONG HALLWAY, PASSING TWO GOTHAM CITY COPS AND A PARAMEDIC rolling a naked sunburned man screaming his head off, handcuffed to a stretcher underneath a white sheet. Sounds bouncing off the walls, up and down the halls, working other patients into fits, screaming back.INT. DOCUMENTS & RECORDS OFFICE - BASEMENT HALLWAY, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNINGArthur stands at a service window that looks into the cramped records office, a metal grate covers most of the window. Harsh fluorescent lights flicker above. He glances at the hallway behind him, sees two orderlies walking a dead-eyed patient back to his ward, hears distant echoing screams.He's interrupted by a CLERK (40's), ID clipped to his shirt, who's lugging an old heavy file storage box. He drops the box down on a counter beneath the window.CLERKSorry for the wait. All our recordsthat are 10 years or older are stored in the basement. You're talking over 30 years ago,-- I had to do some serious digging.Arthur nods thanks. The clerk looks at Arthur for a moment, like he's trying to place him--CLERKAnd, like I said, if it's in here,I'm still gonna need a release from her. Have we met before?64. Arthur shakes his head no.The clerk opens the file box. Starts digging though it. Arthur watches the orderlies locking the doors behind them, still hears the screams.Beat.ARTHURCan I ask you a question? How doessomeone wind up in here? Have all the people committed crimes?CLERK(going through the files)Some have. Some are just crazy and pose a danger to themselves or others. Some just got nowhere else to go.ARTHUR (nods; looks down)Yeah, I know how that is. Sometimes I don't know what to do, y'know, I don't think I can take any more of this.The clerk is half listening as he scans the paper work.CLERKYeah, I can't take much more ofthis shit either. Now they talking about more layoffs, man, we're understaffed as it is. I don't know what I'm gonna do.Arthur looks up at the guy, thinking he's made a connection.ARTHURLast time I ended up taking it outon some,-- people. Bad shit. I thought it would bother me but, it really hasn't.The clerk finally looks back at him--CLERK What's that?ARTHURIt's just so hard to try and behappy all the time, y'know, when everything's going to shit all around you.65. CLERK(taken aback; beat)Listen, I'm just an administrative assistant, like a clerk. I file paperwork. I don't really know what to tell you, but maybe you should see someone-- they have programs, like city services.ARTHUR (backtracking)Yeah. They cut those. Anyway, I was just talking to talk.The clerk just stares at Arthur--CLERK (realizing)Wait, I know where I've seen you,-- You were on Murray Franklin the other night, weren't you?ARTHUR (beat)No. I don't know what you're talking about.CLERK(shrugs, goes back tolooking through thefiles)Sorry, Murray just killed some poor guy on TV,--The clerk shakes his head to himself, finally finds what he was looking for.CLERK (surprised)Here it is,-- Fleck. Penny Fleck.He pulls out an old file, bulging with yellowing records. Moves the box to the floor and sits down on his stool behind the window.ARTHUR(saying it out loud forhimself to hear)So she was a patient here.The guy opens the file. Yellowing pages of her records--66. CLERK(nods, skim-reading)Uh-huh. Diagnosed by Dr. Benjamin Stoner... The patient suffers from delusional psychosis and narcissistic personalitydisorder... Found guilty of endangering the welfare of a child--The clerk stops reading out loud, eyes going wide as he skims further ahead. Arthur just looks at the guy, waiting to see what he's gonna say.What?ARTHURCLERKYou said she's your mother?Arthur just nods.CLERK (closes the file)I'm sorry, I can't. Like I said, I can't release this without the proper forms. I could get in trouble.(closes the file; beat) Besides, it's pretty bad.CLOSE ON ARTHUR, he shakes his head and smiles to himself.ARTHUR I can handle bad.The clerk puts the file down on the counter--CLERKYeah, sorry. If you want theserecords you have to get your mom to sign a patient disclosure form. I can have someone mail you one.Arthur just stands there, thinking it all over for a moment. Then reaches in under the metal cage and snatches the file-- The clerk grabs it as well.They play tug-of-war with the file, it's awkward and goes on way too long. Out-of-nowhere Arthur slams his own head violently against the metal grate, surprising the guy, allowing him to pull the file away--67. Arthur takes off running down the hall with it. The clerk watches for a beat, but does nothing.INT. HALLWAY, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNINGArthur running down the hallway, files in his hands. Frantic. Unaware he is not being chased. Turns a corner and runs down another long hallway--Gets to a stairwell door and runs in.INT. STAIRWELL, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - CONTINUOUSBounding up the steps. He stops at a landing above. Looks down, sees no one is chasing after him, just hears the echoing screams and shouts of other patients--ANGLE ON ARTHUR, catching his breath. He opens the file, flipping through the records, finds the page the clerk was reading. As he reads it over for himself, he HEARS his mother being interviewed for her psychiatric assessment, over 30 years ago.YOUNG PENNY (VO) He's not adopted-- he's ThomasWayne's son. I worked for him, I told you, I cleaned his house.INT. EMERGENCY INTERVIEW ROOM, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - DAYA younger PENNY FLECK (mid 20's) is sitting across the table from DR. BENJAMIN STONER (50's), in a dreary small interview room, windows covered with security screens. Penny takes a drag off a cigarette, her face is beaten to shit, nose battered, lip busted up.Dr. Stoner is going over Penny's thick file, the same file Arthur's holding in his hands.DR. STONERWe went over this, Penny. Youadopted him. We have all the paperwork right here.YOUNG PENNYHe had that all made up, so itstayed our secret.CUT TO:68. Dr. Stoner doesn't believe her, keeps going through the file, pulls out black & white forensic photographs of three-year- old Arthur's body--DR. STONERYou also stood by as one of yourboyfriends repeatedly abused your adopted son. And battered you.Penny exhales smoke.YOUNG PENNYHe didn't do anything to me. Or tomy boy. Can I go now, I don't trust hospitals.Dr. Stoner lays out the photographs in front of Penny--Penny keeps smoking her cigarette, glances down at the photos, we catch glimpses of various bruises on parts of Arthur's body... A filthy crib... A rope tied to the radiator...CUT BACK TO:Arthur looking over the same black & white photographs, still HEARS his mother--YOUNG PENNY (VO)I never heard him crying. Not once.He's always been such a happy little boy.DR. STONER (VO)Penny, your son was found tied to aradiator in your filthy apartment, malnourished, with multiple bruises across his body and severe trauma to his head.Arthur looks up from the file when he hears/reads this, turns and looks at Penny's reaction-- HE'S NOW IN THE INTERVIEW ROOM WITH THEM, living what he's reading on the page.He sees his mother lean forward in her chair, glaring at Dr. Stoner--YOUNG PENNYThat's not true. My apartmentwasn't filthy. I keep a clean house.Arthur just stares at his mother.69.   70. Dr. Stoner looks at Penny, not sure how to respond to that.DR. STONER (beat)And what do you have to say about your son?ANGLE ON PENNY, thinking it over, taking a drag off her cigarette.YOUNG PENNYI'm just glad I got to know him.Arthur just keeps staring at her as she exhales--ARTHUR BACK IN THE STAIRWELL LOOKS UP FROM THE FILE, looks like maybe there's cigarette smoke drifting in front of his face--EXT. THE BRONX, STEEP STAIRWAY - NIGHTIT'S POURING RAIN.Arthur walks up the long, steep concrete stairway up toward his building--INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, ELEVATOR - NIGHTSoaking wet he enters the elevator and hits the button for his floor. Sensing something, he turns around and "sees" Sophie.She mimes blowing her head off with her finger--INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUSSoaking wet, clothes clinging to his body, Arthur elevator and walks toward Sophie's door. He turns doorknob. It's unlocked.He pushes open the door and heads inside--INT. SOPHIE'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUSexits the theArthur walks into Sophie's apartment, looking around. He sits down on the couch--Sophie comes out of her daughter’s bedroom, jumps a little on spotting Arthur-- SOPHIEOh my god! What are you doing inhere?Arthur just keeps staring straight ahead.SOPHIE (beat)You’re in the wrong apartment. He turns around finally--He nods.SOPHIEYour name's Arthur, right? You livedown the hall.SOPHIEI really need you to leave. Mylittle girl's sleeping in the other room. Please.Arthur just stares at her--Beat.ARTHUR I had a bad day.SOPHIECan I call someone. Is your motherat home?PUSH IN ON ARTHUR, looking at her-- he raises his fingers to his head, mimicking a gun.INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHTArthur walking down the hallway toward his mother's apartment.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHTArthur sits alone on the couch, laughing. The TV is on but he's not watching it.He just continues to laugh, rolling onto his side from the joke that his life seems to be.CUT TO:71. INT. CITY HOSPITAL, HOSPITAL ROOM (SHARED) - MORNINGANGLE ON ARTHUR, leaning forward in a chair, sitting close to his mother in her hospital bed, hear the hum of the machines, the wheezing of the other patient in the room. He's holding onto her hand-- Blue curtain pulled around them.ANGLE ON PENNY, looking back at him holding her hand, still somewhat out of it.After a moment, Arthur smiles to himself--ARTHURHey Ma, what's my real name? Wheredid I come from?Penny looks at him confused. Arthur keeps holding her hand in his--ARTHURYou remember how you used to tellme that God gave me this laugh for a reason? That, that I had a purpose. Laughter and joy, that whole thing,--She looks away, she knows what he's talking about.ARTHURHA! It wasn't God, it was you. Or,or one of your boyfriends,-- Do you even know what my real name is? Do you know who I really am?She looks away. Her whole body is shaking, overwhelmed with emotion.ARTHUR C'mon, Ma, who am I?She looks back him, struggles to speak--PENNY H-h-happ--ARTHUR (interrupting; snaps)Happy?! I'm not happy. I haven’t been happy for one minute of my entire fucking life.He lets go of her hand, getting up fast from the chair like a vampire--72. ARTHURBut you know what's funny? You knowwhat really makes me laugh?He reaches behind her, grabs one of her pillows as he leansdown closer, face-to-face with her, smiling wide--ARTHURI used to think my life was nothingbut a tragedy, but now, now I realize it's all just a fucking comedy.INT. BLUE CURTAIN, HOSPITAL ROOM (SHARED) - CONTINUOUSOther side of the blue divider curtain. We see Arthur's feet shifting a little.SLOWLY WE PULL OUT, backing out of the room. Leaving behind whatever Arthur's doing to his mother on the other side of the curtain.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHTARTHUR'S STUDYING A VHS TAPE OF "MURRAY FRANKLIN LIVE!", he jots down notes in his worn notebook... Watches as A MOVIE STAR GUEST come out... how he crosses the stage... how he greets Murray... how he waves to the audience.... how he sits down... if he cross his legs or not... studying how to be at ease, how to be a person like other people.Arthur gets up, adjusting the waist of his pants... Walks across the living room like he's on the show, smiling, waving to the "audience"... He mimes shaking Murray's hand... Mimes unbuttoning his jacket and sits down, legs uncrossed. He smiles and pulls out his worn notebook from his pocket--ARTHURYou wanna hear a joke, Murray?He "waits" for Murray to answer. Then Arthur nods okay and opens his notebook--ARTHUR (reading)Okay. Knock-knock.He "waits" for Murray to answer. Arthur nods okay and crosses his legs--73.    ARTHUR (re-reading)Okay. Knock-knock.Arthur awkwardly pulls the .38 snub-nosed revolver from the waist of his pants and puts it to his head and pulls the trigger--Click.ARTHUR (too himself)Should I cross or uncross 'em...Both feel completely unnatural.Arthur gets up off the couch, shoving the gun back in his pants and walks back across the living room. Does it again... Waves to the "audience"... Mimes shaking Murray's hand... Mimes unbuttoning his coat and sits down... Legs uncrossed.ARTHURThanks for having me on, Murray. Ican't tell you how much this means to me, it's been a life long dream.74. Okay I knock.Arthur pulls the points it at hishave a joke for you,-- Knock-gun less awkwardly from his pants now, and head-- CLICK.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, BATHROOM - NEXT AFTERNOONARTHUR'S LEANING OVER THE BATHROOM SINK, water running. He's wearing rust colored pants and a white "beater" T-shirt. "Rock n' Roll (Part 1)" blaring from a transistor radio.Arthur lifts his head. He's dyed his hair green like his old clown wig-- but he's missed spots. Some of his hair is still its original color, sticking out all helter-skelter.He does a quick spin to the music, gyrating his hips to the thumping beat--CUT TO:INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - AFTERNOONArthur applying his mom's lipstick, outlining his large clown smile, sitting at her vanity in front of the three-way mirror. White grease-paint covering his face.CUT TO: He glances at a mask hanging off the corner of the mirror. He's trying to copy how it looks. A copy of a copy of himself.He hears someone knocking on the front door--Arthur opens a small drawer, rummaging around looking for something. Finds some old rusty scissors and pockets them. Before he closes the drawer, he notices some old photographs of his mother. Sees one that makes him stop. He pulls it out--ANGLE ON BLACK & WHITE PHOTOGRAPH OF A YOUNG PENNY, laughing at something or someone out of frame. She looks so young and beautiful and happy. Flipping over the photo, sees a handwritten note on the back, "Love your smile-- TW"ANGLE ON ARTHUR, staring at the note on the back as he hears LOUDER BANGING on the door. He glances up at his three reflections in the mirrors--INT. FRONT DOOR, MOM'S APARTMENT - AFTERNOONArthur unlocks the locks, keeping the security chain latched, and cracks open the door,-- Sees Randall. Looks down, and sees Gary next to him. Undoes the chain and opens the door for them--Randall and Gary get a look at Arthur's face, his dyed green hair still wet, streaking white grease-paint smeared over his face, red lips half done--GARY (re: his look)Hey Arthur, how's it going?ARTHUROh hey guys. Come on in.GARY You get a new gig?75.   No.ARTHURArthur shakes his head no, steps aside so they can come in, palming the scissors in his hand--RANDALLYou must be goin' down to thatrally at City Hall, right? I hear it's gonna be nuts. ARTHUR Is that today?Randall looks at him and laughs--RANDALLYeah. What's with the make-up then?Arthur shuts the door behind them. Locks the chain-lock.ARTHURMy mom died. I'm celebrating.Randall and Gary share a look... that's weird.RANDALL (nodding)Right, we heard. That's why we came by, figured you could use some cheering up.Arthur stares at Randall.ARTHUR (beat)That's sweet. But no, I feel good. I stopped taking my medication. I feel a lot better now.RANDALLOh, okay. Well, good for you.(beat)Listen, I don't know if you heard, but the cops have been coming around the shop-- talking to all the guys about those subway murders. And um--GARY (interrupting)They didn't talk to me.RANDALL (annoyed)That's because the suspect was a regular-sized person. If it was a fucking midget you'd be in jail right now.(back to Arthur, sincere) Anyway, Hoyt said they talked to you and now they're looking for me, and, and I just wanna know what you said.(MORE)76. RANDALL (CONT’D) Make sure our stories line up,bein' that you're my boy and all.ARTHURYeah, that's important. Yeah, thatmakes a lot of sense. Thank you, Randall. Thank you so much--AND ARTHUR STABS THE SCISSORS AS DEEP AS HE CAN into Randall's neck. Blood spurts. Randall screams. Gary stumbles back in shock--GARY (screaming)What the fuck what the fuck WHAT THE FUCK--Arthur pulls them out and jams them into Randall's eye before he can react. The sound is sickening. Gary's screaming in the background--Randall blindly fights back, screaming in pain, flailing his arms, his own blood blinding him--Arthur grabs Randall by the head -- all of his pent up rage and frustration pouring out of him -- AND SLAMS HIS HEAD AGAINST THE WALL.AGAIN. And AGAIN. And AGAIN.Arthur lets go of Randall's head and Randall drops to the ground. Arthur leans back against the wall, out of breath, kind of slides down the wall to the floor--Sees Gary huddled in the corner, trembling with fear--ARTHUR (catching his breath)Do you watch the Murray Franklin show? I'm gonna be on tonight.Gary doesn't answer. Doesn't move--ARTHURIt's okay, Gary. You can go.Gary backs away toward the door. Arthur sits there for a moment, breathing heavy, wipes Randall's blood off his face--GARY (OS) Hey, Art?Arthur turns, sees Gary at the front door. He points up high to the chain-lock. He can't reach it.77. Arthur just shakes his head to himself and gets up to unlock the door.He walks past Gary who's still trembling almost too afraid to look up at him. Arthur leans over him and undoes the chain, opens the door. Gary takes off, Arthur closing the door behind him--ANGLE ON ARTHUR, leaning his back against the wall. Takes out a cigarette, lights it with his left hand and smokes.Exhales deeply.INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOONCUT TO:(Over the following, we don't see Arthur's face. We don't reveal his finished "look" just yet.)CLOSE PICKING UP HIS NOTEBOOK, fanning through the pages--INT. LIVING ROOM, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOONCLOSE ON TAKING RANDALL'S WALLET OUT OF HIS BLOOD SOAKED PANTS, pulling out all the cash.INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOONARTHUR'S POV FINISHING WRITING A NOTE, "...on Murray FranklinTonight -- Pleese Watch!"CLOSE ON STUFFING THE NOTE AND ALL OF RANDALL'S MONEY into an envelope--TURNING ENVELOPE OVER, WRITING "SOFI" on the front.INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - LATE AFTERNOONFOLLOWING BEHIND ARTHUR, walking down the hallway as if in slow motion, heading for Sophie's apartment. His dyed green hair now slicked back.He's wearing an ill-fitting rust colored suit.STILL FROM BEHIND, he lays the envelope in front of Sophie's door, then pulls something else out of his pocket -- his body obscuring what it is -- puts it down by her door and leaves.78.     As he walks away down the hallway, we see what else Arthur left behind--HIS MAGIC WAND OF FLOWERS, at Sophie's door. Hold.INT. ELEVATOR, HALLWAY - LATE AFTERNOONFROM BEHIND ARTHUR STEPPING ONTO THE ELEVATOR, TURNING TO FACE US AS THE DOOR STARTS TO CLOSE, FINALLY REVEALING HIS LOOK--Green hair slicked back like one of the Wall Street assholes he killed... White grease paint smeared over his face... red nose painted on... blue peaks over and under his eyes... his mother's red lipstick crudely outlining his smiling mouth... Under the harsh flickering fluorescent lights, he looks like an insane version of his mask.Ding. And as the door closes on his new face, again we HEAR the banging opening of Gary Glitter's "Rock n' Roll" but this time it's "Part 2", the instrumental version--EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - LATE AFTERNOONARTHUR, NOW "JOKER" DANCING HIS WAY DOWN THE LONG STAIRCASE, doing his own Bill "Bojangles" Robinson stair dance... Skipping and twirling down fours steps, dancing and singing along to the music in his head (and on the soundtrack)......Hopping back three......Shuffling on a step for a beat or two or three... Sun setting in the sky.DET. BURKE (OS) (shouting)Hey Arthur, we need to talk!Joker looks back up the staircase rising above him and sees Garrity and Burke all the way up at the top of the steps.He dances up a few steps toward the cops.. ...Pauses on the edge of a step... ...Teetering on the edge...Then turns and dances as fast as he can back down the steps and takes off running down the street--79. Way up behind him, Burke and Garrity start down the steep staircase after him--EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET, THE BRONX - CONTINUOUSJoker running like his hair is on fire past guys hanging out on the sidewalk, glances behind to see if the two cops are chasing after him--Doesn't see them yet, looks back forward and--RUNS RIGHT INTO THE BACK of a black guy walking down the street, almost running him over--THE BLACK GUY TURNS AROUND, HE'S WEARING WHITE FACE "JOKER" MAKE-UP.JOKER TURNS SLOWING DOWN WALKING BACKWARD, staring at the black guy's clown face, but before he can say or do anything, sees Burke and Garrity turning onto the sidewalk from the stairs--Joker takes off across the street, Burke and Garrity chase after him, "Rock 'n' Roll (Part 2)" still playing--EXT. SIDE ALLEY, TENEMENTS - CONTINUOUSJoker cuts through the garbage filled alley, the usual gang of kids hanging out on their fire-escape--Garrity and Burke run into the alley, the kids on the fire escape start throwing whatever shit they can find at them, hurling insults in Spanish at the cops--EXT. SIDE ALLEY, JEROME AVE - CONTINUOUSJoker darts out from the alley onto the busy avenue, the elevated train entrance down across the way on the next corners. Joker runs across the street without looking--RUNNING RIGHT IN FRONT OF AN ONCOMING YELLOW CAB--BAM!The cab hits him and Joker goes crashing into the windshield. Bounces up and over the car. Landing hard on the pavement--Joker pops back up from getting hit. He's in pain. But not dead.80. Burke has drawn his service revolver as he runs out of the alley with Garrity--Joker takes off running, limping down the street toward the entrance for the elevated train, passing a few other people dressed as clowns, some in "Joker" masks, others painted up to look like the "Joker" mask...EXT. ELEVATED TRAIN STATION, STEPS - CONTINUOUSJoker hustling up the stairs, dripping sweat, his white grease-paint running down his face, starts to slow down as he mixes in with the crowd of clowns. He gets to the top of the stairs, sees the waiting Jerome Ave/Downtown Express Train, looks back and catches a glimpse of Garrity and Burke at the bottom--EXT. PLATFORM, ELEVATED TRAIN STATION - CONTINUOUSJoker makes his way down the crowded platform, passengers starting to file on the train. It's packed with protesters heading to the rally at City Hall. Many carrying signs, most of them look like Joker, or are dressed as clowns. Joker fits in with all of them. "Rock 'n' Roll (Part 2)" ends.Joker looks through the crowd of clowns and sees the two cops getting to the top of the stairs, looking up and down the platform for him. Pulling out their badges on chains from around their necks. Identifying themselves as cops.Joker's willing the doors to close. But they don't.The two detectives run onto the train just as the doors are finally closing--INT. JEROME AVE/DOWNTOWN EXPRESS (MOVING) - CONTINUOUSJoker moves through the loud train pushing through the rowdy protesters-- Into the next car, all of them packed.AS THE TRAIN GOES UNDERGROUND, the lights flicker on and off-- car GOING BLACK FOR A FEW SECONDS as the train turns and dips and speeds down the tracks.Joker glances back at Burke and Garrity pulling out their badges on chains around their necks. Smith & Wesson service revolvers by their sides. Shouting at the crowd, identifying themselves as cops.Joker hears some on the train shouting back in anger at the police, keeps moving...81. 82. past clown-faced protesters carrying signs, "RESIST"... "AM IA CLOWN?"... "SAVE A CITY, KILL A YUPPIE"...The two cops push through the car, scanning all the "clown" faces... So many look like Joker. They just shove protesters out of the way, shouting at them all the while. A few more voices rising up in protest--Joker feels Burke and Garrity behind him getting closer. In the flickering light sees a DRUNK GUY (20's) wearing a 'Joker' mask and pulls it right off his face--The drunk guy turns ready to fight.He throws a punch at Joker, and Joker steps out of the way--The guy pummels someone else--A FIGHT BREAKS OUT, spilling down the car.Joker slips the clown mask over his clown face--AND JUST STANDS THERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CHAOS, at home with the mayhem all around him--Garrity and Burke spot Joker's rust colored suit in the middle of the unruly mob--Burke pulls his gun--DET. BURKE (shouting)EVERYBODY DOWN, GOTHAM PD!The crowd doesn't drop to the ground. They just keep fighting with each other--Burke sees Joker just standing there. Keeps yelling for the crowd to get down, get down, but they don't listen to him--He starts shoving protesters down, out of the way-- andAND THEN THE MOB TURNS ON HIM AND GARRITY, starts closing in around them--Garrity and Burke are pointing their guns at the crowd, yelling panicked for them to back off, back off, and one idiot reaches for Garrity's gun--Bang.Burke fires into the crowd, as the train pulls into the station--    83. A protester falls dead. The other clowns on the train gocrazy, turning on the cops.As the subway doors open, the violence spills out onto the platform, catch a glimpse of Joker walking away from the chaos. Taking off the mask and dropping it at his side as he heads up the stairs, disappearing into the crowd.EXT. NCB STUDIOS, FRANKLIN THEATER - MIDTOWN - DUSKWIDE SHOT, excited line of ticket holders waiting to get into "Live with Murray Franklin!" The poster marquee box near the door reads: "TONIGHT'S GUESTS. Lance Reynolds. Dr. Sally Friedman. And Special Guest."INT. STUDIO 4B, STAGE - FRANKLIN THEATER - NIGHTWIDE SHOT, set for "LIVE WITH MURRAY FRANKLIN!" is dark... but we can still make out his desk... the guest couch... Ellis Drane's band stand... huge multicolored curtain. Three TV monitors hang from the ceiling, facing the audience seats. Three studio cameras on the floor, black cables strewn everywhere.INT. HALLWAY, FRANKLIN THEATER - NIGHTWIDE SHOT, empty hallway.Then Murray Franklin turns the corner, walking fast toward the drab dressing rooms with his producer, GENE UFLAND (50's), who's holding the show's rundown rolled up in his hand. Murray looks a little more frayed around the edges than he did in Arthur's fantasy.GENE UFLAND--You gotta see this nut foryourself, Murray. I don't think we can put him on. With all the shit that's going on out there.MURRAY FRANKLIN (in a sour mood; annoyed)Jesus, Gene, I don't have time for this. Cindy's been breaking my balls all day.GENE UFLANDShe's still mad at you about thatthing?  MURRAY FRANKLINFour marriages, you'd think I'dafuckin' learned something. (then)What do I gotta see? I already know he's a nut. That's why we're putting him on, it's a goof.A young BLONDE INTERN walks by in the opposite direction. She nervously smiles to them and keeps walking. Both men turn and check out her ass. Murray winks at Gene.GENE UFLAND(just shakes his head, andsmiles)I'm telling you, you gotta see him, Murray. I think it's too risky, the show's too big. It's worth too much to blow it on this,-- this freak.INT. DRESSING ROOM, FRANKLIN THEATER - CONTINUOUSJoker's sitting on a small couch in the cramped dressing room, watching the local news on a TV that's mounted up on the wall, live shots from the subway station where Burke shot the protestor, footage of the City Hall rally, clashes with police.He's cleaned himself up as best he could... white grease- paint smeared more evenly over his face, green dyed hair slicked back in place. Red lips redone.Murray and his producer Gene open the dressing room door without knocking--Joker gets up off the couch and goes to shake Murray's hand. Murray pauses when he sees Joker's face.JOKER(shakes Murray's hand;effusive) Murray,--GENE UFLAND It's Mr. Franklin, buddy.MURRAY FRANKLINOh shut up, Gene. Who gives a shit.84.    JOKERThanks, Murray. I feel like I knowyou,-- I've been watching you forever. My mother never missed a show.Murray nods not listening, he's heard this before.MURRAY FRANKLINSo what's with the face? Are youpart of the protests?JOKERNo, I don't believe in any of that.I don't believe in anything. I just thought it would be good for my act.GENE UFLAND (upset)Your act? Did you hear what happened on the subway? Some clown got killed.Joker looks like he's about to bust out laughing. All of that news is playing out on the TV behind him. He takes a deep breath. Swallows the laugh.Beat.JOKER No. I hadn't heard.GENE UFLAND (turns to Murray)-- the audience is gonna go crazy if you put him on. It was okay maybe for a bit, but not a whole segment.Murray thinks about it for a beat.MURRAY FRANKLINNo. I think it works. We're gonnago with it.Gene rubs his temples, he doesn't like this, but Murray is the boss.JOKER Thank you, Murray.85. MURRAY FRANKLIN (flashes his bemusedsmile; condescending)Couple rules though,-- No cursing, no off-color material, we do a clean show, okay? You'll be on after Dr. Sally. Someone will come and get you. Good?Joker nods good. Smiles back at Murray.Murray and Gene turn to go, exchanging smirks with each other as they walk out, making light of Joker who we see behind them still standing there.JOKERHey Murray,-- one small thing? Whenyou bring me out, can you introduce me as “Joker”?Murray and Gene look back at himGENE UFLANDWhat? You don’t want to use yourreal name?JOKERHonestly, I don't even know what myreal name is.Joker smiles, the guys can't tell if he's kidding or not.JOKERBesides, that's what you called meon the show, Murray. A joker. Remember?MURRAY FRANKLIN (to Gene; trying not tocrack up) Did I?GENE UFLAND I have no idea.MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns back to Joker)Well, if you say so, kid. Joker it is.Murray starts to laugh at Joker as he closes the dressing room door, shutting it right in his face.CUT TO:86. INT. BACKSTAGE, BEHIND CURTAIN - STUDIO 4B - NIGHTJOKER'S BACKSTAGE AT THE EDGE OF THE CURTAIN, trying to watch the show through a slim gap. Behind him there's a monitor on a cart playing the live feed.He moves the curtain aside to get a better look-- Glimpses Murray laughing, finishing up talking to noted sex therapist DR. SALLY FRIEDMAN (60's), sitting next to Barry O'Donnell.MURRAY FRANKLIN-- I'll try it, but I'm not sure mywife will let me do it. Maybe my next wife.The audience laughs.MURRAY FRANKLIN (laughs; to Dr. Sally)Will you stick around? You gotta see our next guest for yourself. I'm pretty sure he could use a doctor.DR. SALLY FRIEDMANOh. Does he have sexual problems?MURRAY FRANKLINHe looks like he's got a lot ofproblems. Another big laugh.MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns, looks into camera)Alright folks, don't go anywhere. We'll be right back.APPLAUSE SIGN LIGHTS UP. Everyone claps. Joker keeps watching Murray through the slim gap at the end of the curtain. Hears the FLOOR MANAGER shout, "And we're out. Back in three."Joker adjusts the gun in the waist of his pants. Takes a deep breath.INT. DIRECTOR'S BOOTH, STUDIO 4B - NIGHTPerched one story above the studio. There's a long console where the DIRECTOR sits in front of a gooseneck microphone, looking over a double-bank of monitors.87.   Sitting next to him are the ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR who times the show, and the TECHNICAL DIRECTOR who operates the board. The monitor showing the live feed is playing a commercial.ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR Back in 30 seconds.DIRECTOROkay, cue the clip. We'll come toit straight out of break.ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR Five... Four... Three...DIRECTORRoll clip. Put up the show graphic.ON THE SHOW MONITOR, video of Joker's original stand-up performance comes up with the show's graphic in the lower right of the screen.INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSON THE SET, Murray watches the clip on the monitor above his desk, can't help but laugh. Sees the FLOOR MANAGER counting him down silently with her fingers... Three... Two... points to Camera One.MURRAY FRANKLIN (looking into camera)O-kay, you may have seen that clip of our next guest when we first played it a couple weeks ago. Now before he comes out, I just want to say that we're all heartbroken at what's going on in the city tonight. But, this is how he wanted to come out, and honestly I think we could all use a good laugh. So, please welcome-- Joker.BEHIND THE SHIMMERING MULTICOLORED CURTAIN, Joker gathers himself, ready for his moment. Doesn't hear his introduction or see a STAGEHAND pull open the curtain for him to go out--ON SET, THE CURTAIN'S OPEN, Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra are playing Joker on. He doesn't come out. Murray looks over to the empty space in the curtain.The audience laughs.BEHIND THE CURTAIN, Joker sees the stagehand motioning for him to go out on stage.88. Joker starts out, pausing when he takes a step into the bright lights. The stagehand doesn't see him stop, and drops the curtain back on Joker before the audience can really see his face--Tangling Joker up in the curtain.The audience keeps laughing thinking it's part of his act. The band keeps playing him on. Joker untangles himself from the curtain and the audience gets a good look at him.Some continue laughing. A few boo. Most don't know what to make of him.Joker walks across the stage, forgetting to wave like he practiced. He trips over the riser surrounding the set when he goes to shake Murray's hand. Almost falls on him.Murray tries not to crack up. The audience laughs. Thinks it's part of Joker's act.Joker reaches out to hug Dr. Sally as she goes in for a handshake. Another awkward moment. More laughs.Barry O'Donnell stands there with his hands up, as if to say "what about me?"Joker ignores him and just sits down next to Murray. Crosses and uncrosses his legs. Can't get comfortable. Murray shakes his head.MURRAY FRANKLINSo, ahhh, thanks for coming on theshow. But I gotta tell ya, with what happened at City Hall today, I'm sure many of our viewers here, and at home, might find this look of yours in poor taste.Joker's not listening to Murray. He's mesmerized by all the lights shining on him... all the eyes on him... he doesn't answer Murray.Nervous laughter from the audience.MURRAY FRANKLIN (tries again)So... can you tell us why you're dressed like this? A lot of protesters are going with this look, right? City seems to be full of clowns these days.A long uncomfortable beat.89. JOKER(glances at the studioaudience; awkward) Yeah. Isn't it great?INT. DIRECTOR'S BOOTH, STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSDead silence in the booth, everybody's just staring at the monitors.TECHNICAL DIRECTOR (looks to the director)This guy's got nothing.DIRECTOR(hits the producer's talkbutton; into the mic)Gene, what the hell? You wanna kill this?INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - CONTINUOUSMurray glances over at his producer Gene Ufland, who's sitting off-camera on a director's chair by a monitor. Gene shrugs at him.MURRAY FRANKLIN (smiles; trying to savethe interview)So when we talked earlier, you mentioned that you aren't political. That this look isn't a political statement.JOKERThat's right. I'm not political,Murray. I'm just trying to make people laugh.MURRAY FRANKLIN (beat; smiles)How's that goin' for ya?The studio audience laughs at Joker. Joker doesn't answer Murray, just smiles to himself.MURRAY FRANKLIN (trying not to laugh)Have you been working on any newmaterial? Do you want to tell us a joke now?90. The audience claps, egging Joker on to tell a joke. Joker reaches into his jacket pocket and--Pulls out his worn notebook. Looks through it, sees Bruce Wayne's photo, pauses for a moment then turns the page. Finds the joke--JOKER (reading)Okay. Here's one. Knock-knock. MURRAY FRANKLINAnd you had to look that up?Studio audience laughs.JOKER(nods; reads it again)I want to get it right. Knock knock.Murray makes a face like, "Okay, I’ll go along with this."MURRAY FRANKLIN Who’s there?Joker looks up from his notebook-- Sees the audience looking back at him, waiting for the punchline.Decides to finish the joke--JOKERIt's the police, ma'am. Your sonhas been hit by a drunk driver. He's dead.A few in the audience groan. A couple even laugh.Ellis Drane plays "wha-wha-wha-whuuuuh" on his trumpet from the band stand. Barry O'Donnell clears his throat.DR. SALLY FRIEDMAN Ahhhh! No, no,-- You can not jokeabout that.MURRAY FRANKLIN (shakes his head;irritated)Yeah, that's not funny, that's not the kind of humor we do on this show.91. Murray glances over at Gene in the wings. He gives him the "wrap it up" sign.Beat.JOKER(just keeps going, on aroll)Sorry. It's been a rough few weeks, Murray. Ever since I killed those three Wall Street guys.Studio audience can't tell if he's joking or not. Murray can't either.MURRAY FRANKLIN (looks at him confused)Okay. I'm waiting for the punchline.JOKERThere is no punchline. It's not ajoke.INT. DIRECTOR'S BOOTH, STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSThe director stares at the monitor.DIRECTORDid he just confess to killing theWall Street Three?TECHNICAL DIRECTOR (horrified)Yeah. I think he did.ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR (turns to the director,nods)He definitely did.DIRECTOR Jesus Christ.(hits the camera talk button, into mic)Camera Three, get in close.ANGLE ON MONITOR, Camera Three slowly zooming in close on Joker's face.92. INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - CONTINUOUSGene Ufland motions for Murray to kill the interview. Murray shakes his head to himself. This is a big "get," it could be great television.MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns back to Joker; withgravitas)You're serious, aren't you? You're telling us you killed those three young men on the subway. Why should we believe you?JOKER (shrugs)I got nothing left to lose, Murray. Nothing can hurt me anymore. This is my fate, my life is nothing but a comedy.INT. SOPHIE'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUSSophie's sitting on her couch watching this interview play out on TV. GiGi's asleep next to her. The open envelope and the money are lying on the coffee table. No sign of the flowers anywhere.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) Let me get this straight, you thinkkilling those guys is funny?JOKER (ON TV)Comedy is sub, subjective, isn'tthat what they say? All of you, the system that knows so much, you decide what's right or wrong. What's real or what's made up. The same way you decide what's funny or not.Sophie edges forward on the couch, can almost see a hint of agreement on her face.INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSBack on set, we can tell by the way Murray's now interviewing Joker, talking to him slower, more thoughtfully, that he thinks this is gonna get him an Emmy... Maybe even a Peabody.93.  MURRAY FRANKLIN (beat)Okay, I think I understand. You did it to start a movement, to become a symbol.JOKERC'mon, Murray, do I look like thekind of clown who could start a movement? I killed those guys because they were awful. Everybody's awful these days. It's enough to make anyone crazy.MURRAY FRANKLINSo that's it, huh, you're crazy.That's your defense for killing three young men? Because they were mean to you?JOKERNo. They couldn't carry a tune tosave their lives.Some audible groans from the audience.JOKERWhy is everyone so upset aboutthese guys? Because Thomas Wayne went and cried about them on TV?MURRAY FRANKLINYou have a problem with ThomasWayne, too?JOKERYeah. I do. Everything comes soeasy for him.MURRAY FRANKLIN And what's wrong with that?JOKERHave you seen what it's like outthere, Murray? Do you ever actually leave this studio? Everybody just yells and screams at each other. Nobody's civil anymore. Nobody thinks what it's like to be the other guy. You think men like Thomas Wayne ever think what it's like to be a guy like me? To be anybody but themselves.(MORE)94.                     JOKER (CONT’D)(shaking his head, voice rising)They don't. They think we'll all just sit there and take it like good little boys. That we won't go wild. Well, this is for all of you out there.Joker "howls at the moon." It's fucking weird.MURRAY FRANKLINSo much self-pity, Arthur. Yousound like you're making excuses for killing three young men. Not everybody's awful.JOKER You're awful, Murray.There is no more laughter. The audience is watching this exchange with full attention.MURRAY FRANKLIN Me? How am I awful?JOKERPlaying my video, inviting me onthe show,-- You just wanted to make fun of me. You're just like the rest of them, Murray. Everything comes too easy for you.MURRAY FRANKLIN (on the spot; defensive)You don't know the first thing about me, pal. Look what happened because of what you did, what it led to. There are riots out there. Two policemen are in critical condition, someone was killed today.JOKERHow about another joke, Murray?MURRAY FRANKLINNo, I think we've had enoughof your jokes--JOKERWhat do you get when youcross a mentally-ill loner with a system that abandons him and treats him like trash?95. JOKER (pulling the gun)I'll tell you what you get. You get what you fucking deserve,--And as Murray Franklin turns, JOKER SHOOTS THE SIDE OF MURRAY'S HEAD OFF--Blood splatters all over the back of the set. Some spraying in Joker's face. AUDIENCE SCREAMS! Dr. Sally dives for the floor. Barry O'Donnell reaches over her to try and save Murray--INT. SOPHIE'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUSSophie screams and jumps to her feet horrified! Waking up GiGi who starts to cry when she sees what's on television--ANGLE ON TELEVISION, Joker gets up and walks right up to the camera. Blood sprayed over his white painted face. Hear the studio audience still screaming, bedlam all around him.JOKER (ON TV) (looks straight intocamera; screams Murray'ssignature sign off)GOOD NIGHT AND ALWAYS REMEMBER,-- THAT'S LIFE!And as Joker waves goodbye to the home audience, a black & white "INDIAN-HEAD TEST PATTERN" playing HERB ALPERT's "Spanish Flea" cuts off the show--"PLEASE STAND BY"CUT TO:INDIAN-HEAD TEST PATTERN IN THE MIDDLE/BOTTOM HALF OF THE SCREEN... A NEWS BULLETIN SPLIT INTO THE RIGHT/BOTTOM HALF... REST OF THE FRAME BLACK...A solemn WGC ANCHORMAN (50's) sits behind the news desk. We still hear "Spanish Flea" playing...WGC ANCHORMANGood evening. Breaking news,--Popular TV talk show host, Murray Franklin, was shot dead tonight on the live telecast of his program by one of his guests.96.  THE SCREEN SPLITS AGAIN, MIDDLE OF ANOTHER NEWS BROADCAST LEFT/BOTTOM HALF...Middle of a clip of Joker shooting Murray Franklin on the show, screaming into the camera, then getting tackled down to the ground, hear an IBN ANCHORWOMAN (40's) talking over the video.97. IBN ANCHORWOMAN (VO) -- the man, who was introduced by Franklin as "Joker", is currently under arrest.WGC ANCHORMAN (continuing)Warning, the following video is graphic and may be disturbing to some of you.THREE MORE SPLIT SCREENS APPEAR ACROSS THE TOP OF THE BLACK FRAME ONE RIGHT AFTER ANOTHER, LEFT/TOP A REPORTER IN FRONT OF A CROWD AT THE NCB STUDIOS... MIDDLE/TOP RAW FOOTAGE OF THE RIOTING AND LOOTING... AND RIGHT/TOP AN ANC NEWS REPORTER ON THE STREET...  NCB NEWS REPORTERJust minutes ago, police led the suspect handcuffed out of the studio. When asked why he did it, he just laughed and said he didn't understand the question.ANC NEWS REPORTER (shouting; breathless)Looting and rioting have intensified here after the Franklin shooting. More people pouring into the streets, many wearing clown masks. And as you see, Gotham is burning.Right/bottom split screen they show the shooting from multiple angles, slowed-down... Left/bottom they cut to the IBN Anchorwoman sitting behind the desk... In the middle, the "Indian-Head Test Pattern" keeps playing...IBN ANCHORWOMAN (continuing)The man said he meant no harm. Again, Murray Franklin dead tonight, killed live on the set of his own show.WGC ANCHORMAN (VO) (continuing)After he was arrested, he told police officials, that he meant nothing by it, that it was merely just a punchline to a joke.ALL SIX SPLIT-SCREENS PLAYING AT ONCE, "Spanish Flea" on a loop, a cacophony of noise, competing video of Joker shooting Murray interspersed with footage of rioting and fires, "Indian-Head Test Pattern" the only constant. It's enough to drive anybody crazy--CUT TO: INT. GOTHAM SQUAD CAR (MOVING), GOTHAM STREETS - NIGHTDEAD SILENCE. JOKER GAZING OUT THE WINDOW, at all the violence and madness in the city. We only see it in the reflection of the glass... the fires burning... the mob crowding the streets. Joker's handcuffed in the back of the squad car moving slowly through the rioting, sirens wailing, red lights flashing, blood still splattered on his face.AND HE STARTS TO LAUGH. It's not his affliction, he just finds it all so hilarious.POLICE OFFICER #1 (OS) Stop laughing, you freak. Thisisn't funny.AND JOKER JUST LAUGHS HARDER--POLICE OFFICER #2 (glancing at Joker in theback seat)Yeah, the whole fucking city's on fire cause of what you did.JOKER STOPS LAUGHING AND LEANS FORWARD, FACE PRESSED AGAINST THE GRATE--JOKERI know. Isn't it beautiful.AND BEFORE THE OFFICERS CAN ANSWER THE SQUAD CAR GETS HIT BY A SCREAMING AMBULANCE SPEEDING LIGHTS FLASHING DOWN A CROSS STREET--VIOLENTLY CRASHING INTO JOKER'S SIDE, Joker flying like a rag doll crashing against the opposite door, glass spraying--BOTH COPS BANGING AGAINST THE DASHBOARD AND DOORS, bones breaking, screaming in pain and terror--THE SQUAD CAR GETS PUSHED INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC, A yellow cab headed straight for it, swerves right to avoid, clipping the front end of the squad car and flipping onto its side.THE SQUAD CAR COMES TO A STOP in the middle of all the chaos, ambulance lights still flashing, fires burning--Nobody inside the wreckage moves. Glass and twisted metal everywhere. Through the broken window looks like TWO MEN IN CLOWN MASKS getting out of the ambulance--ANGLE ON JOKER, head slumped to the side, face and mouth cut up and bleeding, blood smearing his dyed green hair.98.     He looks dead. And we HEAR the soft and familiar opening to FERRANTE & TEICHER's piano version of "Send in the Clowns"...SUDDENLY HANDS REACH INTO THE BACK OF THE SQUAD CAR, hands grabbing Joker's body, pulling him out--CUT TO:EXT. MOVIE THEATER, STREET - UPTOWN - NIGHTA LIMOUSINE ON FIRE SLOWLY ROLLS THROUGH FRAME as if in slow- motion, we pan with it to--A WELL-HEELED CROWD LETTING OUT OF A MOVIE THEATER, coming upon the car on fire, realizing the violence has reached here, the nice part of town... Gangs of punks wearing clown masks running past, breaking car windows, sirens wailing... Catch a glimpse of the lit up marquee listing the films playing, "Blow Out" and "Zorro the Gay Blade". Hear "Send in the Clowns" still playing...FROM BEHIND SEE A SILHOUETTED COUPLE AND THEIR KID hurry down the dark side of the street, ducking into an alley to avoid the chaos--Catch a glimpse of a punk in a "Joker" mask following after them pulling a gun--EXT. ALLEY, MOVIE THEATER - CONTINUOUSFROM BEHIND, FAMILY IN THE SHADOWS see the guy's eyes go wide behind the mask, pointing his gun, music swelling--PUNK (shouting)Hey Wayne! You get what you fucking deserve.And the punk shoots the man. Reaches out and grabs something off the woman's neck before he shoots her as well. Both fall to the ground dead. Revealing their young son standing behind them--CLOSE ON EIGHT-YEAR-OLD BRUCE WAYNE, closing his eyes as blood sprays across his face. He opens his eyes and looks up scared at the man in the "Joker" mask who killed his parents, Thomas and Martha Wayne.CUT BACK TO:99.  EXT. SQUAD CAR (CRASHED), STREET - NIGHTFROM ABOVE, JOKER LAID OUT ON THE HOOD, arms spread, his hands uncuffed, a crowd has started to form around the wreckage, checking out his broken body--ANGLE ON JOKER, A CROOKED SMILE PLASTERED ON HIS FACE, laughing, coughing up blood. The crowd steps back in surprise. Joker stumbles to his feet, standing up on the hood of the car--Looks out at the city burning all around him... the crowd at his feet stunned that's he's alive... And over it all, Joker HEARS A STUDIO AUDIENCE APPLAUDING...He raises a hands above his head, does a little dance move and the CROWD GOES CRAZY--CLOSE ON JOKER, tears in his eyes from all the pain and suffering, still he keeps smiling as he wipes his bloody handfrom one cheek across his a wide blood-soaked smile how fucking happy he is--He is the Joker.A long beat.HEAR LAUGHTER.The sound of a man totally cracking up.mouth to his other cheek, smearing across his face so they can all see100. INT. ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL, INTERVIEW ROOM - MORNINGCLOSE ON JOKER, tears in his eyes from laughing so hard. Still smiling. His head's been shaved, he's wearing white institutional clothes. He looks medicated or maybe even lobotomized.He's sitting across from an overworked HOSPITAL DOCTOR (50's), African American woman. Somehow it's the exact same room Joker imagined his mother was in some 30 years ago. The room and the doctor also look vaguely similar to the social worker and her office in the opening scene.The doctor just sits there, waiting for him to stop laughing. A weathered notebook is on the table in front of him. Finally, Joker stops himself.CUT TO BLACK.FADE IN:  HOSPITAL DOCTOR What's so funny?He takes a deep breath, his eyes are glazed over. His voice is scratchy, like he doesn't use it much. But the smile never leaves his crooked lips.Beat.JOKER--just thinking of this joke.HOSPITAL DOCTORDo you want to tell it to me?JOKERYou wouldn't get it.The doctor writes something down in her notes.HOSPITAL DOCTOR How are you feeling?JOKERGood. Everything's good now.HOSPITAL DOCTORHave you been keeping up with yourjournal? Joker slowly nods.HOSPITAL DOCTORGreat. Have you been writing aboutwhat happened? About your episode?JOKER How I remember it.HOSPITAL DOCTOR (re: the journal)May I see?Joker slides his journal across to her. She picks it up and flips through the pages--ANGLE ON JOURNAL, blank page after blank page, there's nothing inside of it.The doctor looks up at him confused. Beat.101.  ANGLE ON JOKER, his smile creeping wider across his face. And we HEAR the groovy organ opening to FRANK SINATRA's anthem "That's Life"...Beat.INT. HALLWAY, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNINGFrom behind, see Joker shuffling down the long hallway past all the other mental patients. Sinatra starts singing...And Joker does a slide step to the music like he can hear it too... into a skip... and another slide step into a spin... Dancing down the hallway into the sunset..."That's Life" keeps playing over credits.IRIS OUT:102.

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 1 DECEMBER 2018 FINAL SHOOTING SCRIPTJOKER an originwritten byTodd Phillips & Scott Silver This story takes place in its own universe. It has no connection to any of the DC films that have come before it.We see it as a classic Warner Bros. movie. Gritty, intimate and oddly funny, the characters live in the real world and the stakes are personal.Although it is never mentioned in the film, this story takes place in the past.Let's call it 1981.It's a troubled time. The crime rate in Gotham is at record highs. A garbage strike has crippled the city for the past six weeks. And the divide between the "haves" and the "have- nots" is palpable. Dreams are beyond reach, slipping into delusions.TP/SSii HEAR LAUGHTER.The sound of a man totally cracking up.INT. DEPT. OF HEALTH, OFFICE - MORNINGOVER BLACK:FADE IN:CLOSE ON ARTHUR (30's), tears in his eyes from laughing so hard. He's trying to get it under control. His greasy, black hair hanging down over his forehead. He's wearing an old, faded green cardigan sweater, a threadbare gray scarf, thin from years of use, hangs loosely around his neck.He's sitting across from an overworked SOCIAL WORKER (50's), African American. Her office is cramped and run-down in a cramped and run-down building. Stacks of folders piled high in front of her.She just sits behind her desk, waiting for his laughing fit to end, she's been through this before. Finally it subsides.Arthur takes a deep breath, pauses to see if it's over. Beat.ARTHUR--is it just me, or is it gettingcrazier out there?Despite the laughter, there's real pain in his eyes.Something broken in him. Looks like he hasn't slept in days. Beat.SOCIAL WORKERIt's certainly tense. People areupset, they're struggling. Looking for work. The garbage strike seems like it's been going on forever. These are tough times.(then)How 'bout you. Have you been keeping up with your journal?ARTHUR Everyday.SOCIAL WORKERGreat. Did you bring it with you? Beat.ARTHUR (dodging the subject)I'm sorry. Did I bring what?SOCIAL WORKER (impatient; she doesn'thave time for this)Arthur, last time I asked you to bring your journal with you. For these appointments. Do you have it?ARTHUR Yes ma'am.SOCIAL WORKER Can I see it?He reluctantly reaches into the pocket of his jacket hanging on the chair behind him. Pulls out a weathered notebook. Slides it across to her--ARTHURI've been using it as a journal,but also a joke diary. Funny thoughts or, or observations-- Did I tell you I'm pursuing a career in stand-up comedy?She's half-listening as she flips through his journal.SOCIAL WORKER No. You didn't.ARTHUR I think I did.She doesn't respond, keeps flipping through his journal--PAGES AND PAGES OF NOTES, neat, angry-looking handwriting. Also, cut out photos from hardcore pornographic magazines and some crude handmade drawings.A flash of anger crosses Arthur's face--ARTHURI didn't realize you wanted to readit.The social worker gives him a look, then reads something in the pages that gives her pause--2. SOCIAL WORKER (reading out loud)"I just hope my death makes more cents than my life."She looks up at Arthur. He just stares back. Lets it hang out there for a beat.Then he laughs a little, even though he doesn't think it's funny--ARTHURYeah. I mean, that's just--SOCIAL WORKERDoes my reading it upset you?He leans in.ARTHURNo. I just,-- some of it'spersonal. You know?SOCIAL WORKERI understand. I just want to makesure you're keeping up with it.She slides his journal back to him. He holds it in his lap.SOCIAL WORKERHow does it feel to have to comehere? Does it help having someone to talk to?ARTHURI think I felt better when I waslocked up, in the hospital.SOCIAL WORKERAnd have you thought more about whyyou were “locked up?"ARTHURWell I suppose I was mentally ill.SOCIAL WORKER How’s that?ARTHURWell my mother thought I wasmentally ill, so she had me committed.3. SOCIAL WORKER Did you feel mentally ill?ARTHURThey’ve been saying that since Iwas little. So who knows. Long pause.ARTHURI was wondering if you could askthe doctor to increase my medication.The social worker ruffles through some papers--Beat.SOCIAL WORKERArthur, you’re on seven differentmedications. Surely they must be doing something.ARTHURI just don’t want to feel so badanymore.And we HEAR "TEMPTATION RAG" playing on a broken down piano--EXT. GOTHAM SQUARE, MIDTOWN - AFTERNOON - DAYS LATERCLOSE ON ARTHUR, NOW DRESSED UP AS A CLOWN, painted white face... Wide red smile outlined in black around his mouth... Bulbous red nose... Bald cap with two patches of frizzy green hair sticking out over the ears, little bowler hat... Too- tight buttoned jacket... Baggy pants and oversized colored shoes. This is his job.PULLING OUT, we see he's holding a sign in front of Kenny's Music Shop that reads, "EVERYTHING MUST GO!" A banner above the store reads, "GOING OUT OF BUSINESS!" Behind him, an OLD MAN plays an old piano on the busy street, garbage bags piled everywhere.Arthur's doing a little Charlie Chaplin like performance to the music, twirling the sign, bringing attention to the sale. He's pretty good, feeling the music in his bones, light on his feet. Still most people walk right past, ignoring him.ARTHUR SEES A GROUP OF BOYS pointing at him from down the street, laughing at him... One of the boys throws an empty Coke can at Arthur as they get close... Arthur holds up the sign like a shield, Coke can bouncing off it--4.   The boys walk up on Arthur... He tries ignoring them, keeps dancing to the old ragtime, holding up the sign as they surround him... One of the kids knocks the sign out of Arthur's hands--The other kids crack up. Arthur bends over to pick up his sign and... Kicks it... Attempts to pick it up again and... Kicks it again... It's a bit.Arthur bends over a third time to pick up the sign and... One of the boys kicks him right in the ass--Arthur falls face first onto the sidewalk. Oddly, the old man playing the piano picks up the pace of the music--The kids crack up. One of the boys grabs Arthur's sign and takes off running across the street--The other kids follow, weaving through traffic--Arthur gets up and gives chase. He needs his sign back.He almost gets hit by a taxi, spinning out of the way just in time-- Spinning right into another taxi that stops just short of hitting him.Arthur keeps running through traffic. People stare. A clown barreling down the street has got to be a joke--EXT. CORNER, ALLEY - GOTHAM SQUARE - CONTINUOUSThe five boys are booking it down the busy street laughing and whooping it up. At the last second they take a sharp right turn down an alley--Arthur almost overshoots the corner, slip-sliding in his oversized shoes--He rights himself and heads down after them-- Sees them running up ahead--WHAP! Out of nowhere Arthur gets hit in the face! He falls to the ground.One of the kids was hiding behind a dumpster and hit Arthur with the "EVERYTHING MUST GO!" sign, splintering it in two--The other kids turn back and walk up to Arthur down on the ground.5.  Arthur reaches out, still trying to save the sign--THE KIDS START KICKING AND BEATING THE SHIT out of Arthur. It's brutal and vicious. Nobody on the street stops to help.CLOSE ON ARTHUR'S CLOWN FACE, down on the ground. Sweat running down his face, smearing his make-up. Doesn't even look like he's in pain. He just takes the beating. Arthur's good at taking a beating.That stupid smile painted on his face.TITLE:JOKERINT. CITY BUS (MOVING) - HEADING UPTOWN - LATE AFTERNOONArthur sitting in the back of a crowded bus, looking out the window at the city passing him by... his make-up's washed off, still see some white grease-paint smudged on the sides of his face.He feels somebody staring, turns OLD BOY, face puffy from crying, back at him. His mother's facing behind you can tell she's angry.to see a sad-eyed THREE-YEAR- sitting on his knees looking forward, but even fromArthur doesn't know where to look, feeling self-conscious and small. He gets back into "character" smiling like a clown and covers his face with his hands-- Starts playing the peek-a- boo game with him.The boy stares back at him for a moment then giggles--WOMAN ON BUS (turns back to Arthur;already annoyed)Can you please stop bothering my kid?ARTHURI wasn't bothering him, I was--WOMAN ON BUS (interrupts)Just stop.AND SUDDENLY ARTHUR STARTS TO LAUGH. LOUD. He covers his mouth trying to hide it-- Shakes his head, laughter pausing for a moment, but then it comes on stronger. His eyes are sad. It actually looks like the laughter causes him pain.6. People on the bus are staring. The little boy looks like he's going to cry again.WOMAN ON BUS You think that's funny?Arthur shakes his head no, but he can't stop laughing. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a small card. Hands it to the woman.CLOSE ON THE CARD, it reads: "Forgive my laughter. I have acondition (more on back)"She turns the card over and there is a bunch of information in small writing--"It's a medical condition causing sudden, frequent, uncontrollable laughter that doesn’t match how you feel. It can happen in people with a brain injury or certainneurological conditions."She doesn't read it (but if you freeze frame the movie you could). She just shakes her head annoyed and throws the card on the ground.Arthur laughs harder. Tears running down his face.Not wanting to attract any more attention to himself, he covers his mouth with his threadbare scarf, trying to muffle the laughter--EXT. THE BRONX, STREET - SUNSETThe bus pulls away, sun almost gone.Arthur heads slowly limping down the litter-covered streets. Garbage is piled along the sidewalks, the air thick with smog creates a haze over everything.The streets are crowded with the poor, the elderly and disenfranchised. Women with children in busted strollers. Homeless people sleeping on subway grates. Stray dogs. His is one of the few white faces.Arthur makes his way into a run-down drug store, behind him two drunks fight on the corner, beating the shit out of each other. Arthur, and nobody else for that matter, pays them any attention.No one here gives a shit.7.   EXT. SIDE ALLEY, TENEMENTS - EARLY DUSKArthur cuts through a garbage filled alley behind decaying apartment buildings. Holding a small white (prescription) bag in his hand. Tenants overhead leaning out their windows, smoking out their windows, laughing, arguing over loud music.A BUNCH OF YOUNG KIDS HANGING OUT ON A FIRE-ESCAPE, yell down at Arthur giving him shit in Spanish.EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - DUSKArthur turns from the street, looking up at a long, steep concrete stairway that seems to go up forever, cutting between two tenement buildings, graffiti tags sprayed all over the brick walls. He starts the long climb up, step-after- step-after-step-after-step...INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, LOBBY - DUSKA shabby lobby in a building that was nice, but now it's a dump.Arthur checks his mailbox. He's still bag in his hand.The mailbox is empty.once probably pretty holding the small whiteINT. ELEVATOR, APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUSArthur steps onto the small, graffiti covered elevator, flickering fluorescent lights.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, FRONT DOOR - EVENINGOld apartment, worn carpet. Nothing's new inside but it's fairly neat and well-kept.PENNY (OS) (shattering the moment)Happy?! Did you check the mail before you came up?ARTHURYes, Ma. Nothing. No letter.His mother, PENNY FLECK (60's), comes in all made up. She walks over and gives him a kiss on the cheek. He covers the pain from his beating the best he can-- His mother doesn't seem to notice anyway.8. PENNYYou sure you looked? Sometimes Idon't know where your head is.ARTHURYes I'm sure. And my head's righthere. Go lie down, I’m gonna make you some dinner, okay?ARTHUR TEARS OPEN THE PRESCRIPTION BAG... A FLURRY OF PILL BOTTLES TUMBLE OUT ONTO THE COUNTER.SEE HIS NAME, "ARTHUR FLECK" ON THE ORANGE PILL BOTTLES, TEMAZEPAM... PERPHENAZINE... AHENELZINE... AMITRIPTYLINE... BENZEDRINE... DIAZEPAM... MEPROBAMATE...TAKES OUT ONE PILL FROM EACH THE TEMAZEPAM AND MEPROBAMATE BOTTLES.INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - NIGHTArthur sets the food down in front of his mother lying in bed. The TV's on, playing the local news.PENNYHe must not be getting my letters.Arthur sits down on a small chair in front of an old vanity, table covered with his mother's make-up.ARTHURIt's Thomas Wayne, Mom. He's a busyman.PENNYPlease. I worked for that familyfor years. He always had a smile for me. Least he could do is write back.Ma, eat.You need you are.ARTHURYou need to eat.PENNYto eat. Look how skinnyBefore Arthur can say anything, his mother points to the news on the TV--QUICK CUTS:9. PENNYAll day long it's more bad news.That's all there is.ARTHURMaybe you shouldn't watch so muchtelevision.PENNYThomas Wayne is our only hope.He'll make a great mayor. Everybody says so.ARTHUR (playful)Everybody who? Who do you talk to?PENNYWell everybody on the news.(beat)He's the only one who can save this city. He owes it to us.Arthur smiles for his mother as he cuts up some more of her food.PENNY(she pats the bed)Come sit. It’s starting.Arthur gets into bed with her, their nightly ritual. Stay on his face as he watches the opening to their favorite show--BARRY O'DONNELL (OS ON TV)From NCB Studios in Gotham City, it's "Live with Murray Franklin!" Tonight, Murray welcomes, Sandra Winger, comedian Skip Byron and the piano stylings of Yeldon & Chantel!ANGLE ON TELEVISION, intro to "LIVE WITH MURRAY FRANKLIN!" playing--BARRY O'DONNELL (ON TV)Joining Murray as always, Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra. And me, I'm "that guy" Barry O'Donnell. And now, without further ado-- Murraaaaay Franklin!10. INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSSPOTLIGHT ON SHIMMERING MULTICOLORED CURTAINS PARTING, AND OUT DANCES MURRAY FRANKLIN (late 60's) doing an old soft shoe to the jazzy tune Ellis Drane is playing him out to. Audience cheering and applauding loudly for him. Murray takes a little bow, and does one or two more steps to the music...ANGLE ON ARTHUR, clapping in the middle of the crowd. He's dressed "richer" (it's Arthur's fantasy version of himself). Everybody around him is enthusiastically applauding Murray.MURRAY FRANKLIN (looking into the crowd)Thank you. Glad you're here. We've got a great looking audience tonight.Murray motions for everybody to quiet down, nodding his head in appreciation of their applause--MURRAY FRANKLIN Wow. Thank you.He glances up at Arthur, who is clapping wildly, squints his eyes a bit to make him out---MURRAY FRANKLINThank you.(beat; smiling)Who's that there? Hey Bobby, can you raise the lights for me?The house lights come up. Murray takes a few steps downstage and points straight up at Arthur--MURRAY FRANKLIN You there, will you stand up?What's your name?Arthur looks around at the people around him, and realizesMurray's talking to him. Murray picked him out of the crowd-- Arthur gets up to his feet. He talks more here, and with moreconfidence, looks more at ease than we've seen him.ARTHURHi Murray. Arthur. My name isArthur.MURRAY FRANKLINThere's something special about youArthur, I can tell. Where you from?11. ARTHURI live right here in the city. Withmy mother.The audience starts to giggle and laugh at him.Murray holds up his hand, stopping them from laughing, coming to Arthur's defense--MURRAY FRANKLIN Hold on. There's nothing funnyabout that. I lived with my mother before I made it. It was just me and her. I'm that kid whose father went out for a pack of cigarettes and never came back.Audience "awwwws" for Murray, we can hear how much empathy they have for him.Arthur looks around at the crowd surrounding him.ARTHURI know what that's like, Murray.I've been the man of the house for as long as I can remember. I take good care of my mother.The audience starts to applaud Arthur.MURRAY FRANKLINAll that sacrifice. She must loveyou very much.ARTHURShe does. She always tells me tosmile and put on a happy face. She says that I was put here to spread joy and laughter.MURRAY FRANKLIN What? Hold on. Can you say thatagain?ARTHUR (beaming with pride)My mother told me I had a purpose, to bring laughter and joy to the world.Murray Franklin nods in approval, and claps his hands loudly along with the rest of his audience, cheering for Arthur--12. MURRAY FRANKLINWow. I like that. I like that alot.INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSCUT BACK TO:Arthur looks over at his mother lying next to him, her eyes glued to the TV, hears the studio audience applauding, blue light flickering over her face--CUT TO:ANGLE ON ARTHUR, listening to the audience applauding him, their applause getting louder and louder. He makes himself smile as wide as he can to show them he's happy.Sees Murray Franklin waving for him to come down out of the crowd... First Arthur shakes his head no thanks... Sees BARRY O'DONNELL (60's), Murray's announcer, also waving him down... And Arthur finally relents and makes his way to the stage... joining Murray under the lights.MURRAY TAKES ARTHUR'S HAND, RAISES IT ABOVE THEIR HEADS AND LEADS HIM IN TAKING A DEEP BOW... The audience goes crazy. Murray leans in and whispers something to Arthur, who laughs.MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns, looks into TVcamera)Okay, we got a big show tonight, stay tuned. We'll be right back.Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra plays them to the commercial break... house lights go back down... cameras start moving to their next position... Murray puts an arm around Arthur, a private moment between them.MURRAY FRANKLINThat was great, Arthur, thanks. Iloved hearing what you had to say. Made my day.ARTHURThanks, Murray. You know I grew upwithout a dad too. He left right after I was born. I don't know what I ever did to him,--INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUS13. Murray pulls Arthur in closer, lowers his voice--MURRAY FRANKLINFuck him. Guy like that doesn'tdeserve you, Arthur. You see all this, the lights, the show, the, the love of the audience, I'd give it all up in a heartbeat to have a son like you.Arthur looks at Murray Franklin, tears in his eyes and Murray looks back at him and gives him a hug.CUT TO:INT. HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING, LOCKER ROOM - DAYThe cramped locker room of a small talent booking agency. This is where Arthur works. They "rent out" talent for parties and events. Clowns, magicians, male strippers.Arthur takes off his shirt in front of his open locker, grimacing in pain as he moves. His body's bruised from the beating he took chasing after his sign.You okay?RANDALL (OS)He turns. A fellow party clown, RANDALL (mid 50's), big bear of a know-it-all, is opening his own locker putting his dry- cleaned clown suit inside.RANDALLI heard about the beat down youtook. Fucking savages.ARTHURIt was just a bunch of kids. Ishould have left it alone.Randall searches through his messy locker, going through all the bags inside--RANDALLNo, they'll take everything fromyou if you do that, all the crazy shit out there, they're animals,--ARTHUR (nods)My mother says that people nowadays lack empathy.14. RANDALL What's empathy?ARTHURIt means like "feeling for otherpeople."RANDALL Like sympathy?ARTHURKind of. But different.Randall comes over, hands Arthur a brown paper bag-- Arthur looks inside, sees a GUN, a .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER.Arthur looks back up at Randall, confused--RANDALLTake it. You gotta protect yourselfout there. Or you're gonna get fucked.As Arthur stares at the gun--ARTHUR (whispering)Randall, I'm not supposed to have a gun.RANDALLDon't sweat it, Art. No one has toknow. And you can pay me back some other time. You know you're my boy.That lands with Arthur, he smiles to himself. brown paper bag into his locker and continues dressed.Stuffs the gettingRandall leans over and nudges Arthur, motioning to another clown, GARY (30's), a dwarf, coming into the locker room from their boss's office--GARYArthur,-- Hoyt wants to see you inhis office.Before Arthur can ask why, Randall interrupts him--RANDALLHey Gary, you know what I've alwayswondered?15. GARY(he knows what's coming)What?RANDALLDo you people call it miniaturegolf or is it just golf to you?Randall cracks up at his own dumb joke-- Gary just stares at him, this is apparently their thing. Arthur's not sure if he should laugh or not--INT. FRONT OFFICE, HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING - DAYArthur still half-dressed, walks into the cramped office.His boss, HOYT VAUGHN (60's) sits behind a metal desk. The office is a complete mess, newspapers and files litter the desk. A giant ashtray filled with cigarette butts. A calendar of booking hangs on the wall. A scribbled, jumbled mess.ARTHURHey Hoyt. Gary said you wanted tosee me?HOYT(without even looking up)How's the comedy career? Are you a famous stand-up yet?ARTHURNot quite. Haven't even performedyet. Just been working my material. This business is all about fine- tuning.Now Hoyt looks up. Takes a drag from his cigarette.HOYT Right.Arthur goes to sit down--HOYTDon't sit. This will be quick.Arthur stops in his tracks.HOYTLook, I like you, Arthur. A lot ofthe guys here, they think you're a freak. But I like you. I don't even know why I like you.(MORE)16. HOYT (CONT’D)I mean, you don't say much.(beat)It's probably that stupid laugh. It gets me every time. Kills me.Unsure how to respond, Arthur just nods.HOYTBut I got another complaint. Andit's starting to piss me off. Arthur takes a deep breath, and just smiles.HOYTKenny's Music. The guy said youdisappeared. Never even returned his sign.ARTHURNo. I got jumped. Didn't you hear?HOYTFor a sign? Bullshit. It makes nosense, just give him his sign back. He's going out of business for god's--ARTHUR (interrupting)Why would I keep his sign?HOYT (snaps)How the fuck do I know, why does anybody do anything? Listen, if you don't return the sign I gotta take it outta your paycheck, you clear?ARTHUR JUST LOOKS BACK AT HOYT AND KEEPS SMILING, like it hurts his face.CUT TO:EXT. BACK ALLEY, OUTSIDE HA-HA'S - DAYWE'RE AT THE FAR END OF AN ALLEY, about halfway down, catch a glimpse of Arthur still half-dressed on the other side of a dumpster. From this vantage, all we can see is him furiously KICKING and STOMPING on something... or somebody.We don't hear anything. And we can't make out what it is that he's so violently beating down.17. It could be a cat... a cardboard box... a homeless person... We don't know.Arthur just continues unleashing his rage--INT. CITY BUS (MOVING) - HEADING UPTOWN - LATE DAYArthur at the end of his work day, sitting in his spot toward the back of the bus.Across the aisle from him, he's innocently watching a young couple, playfully teasing each other.EXT. STREETS, THE BRONX - SUNSETArthur heading back home down the litter-covered streets like he does every night. Garbage still piled along the sidewalks, some burning in trash cans, air still thick with smog.He's carrying the paper bag that Randall gave him.EXT. SIDE ALLEY, TENEMENTS - EARLY DUSKArthur cuts through the alley, a couple of the young kids are smoking on the fire-escape.EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - DUSKArthur trudging up the endless staircase, step-after-step- after-step-after--INT. LOBBY, APARTMENT BUILDING - DUSKArthur checks his mailbox. Empty.INT. ELEVATOR, APARTMENT BUILDING - DUSKArthur is on the elevator, as the door closes, he hears--Wait!!SOPHIE (OS)He puts his foot out with some panache to stop the closing door-- He's a romantic at heart. Ding.18. And SOPHIE (late 20's), African-American, looking harried, tired eyes, steps onto the elevator with her 5-YEAR-OLD DAUGHTER who's holding onto a doll, talking to her mother about what she wants for her birthday.Arthur moves to the back of the elevator--Sophie nods thanks. The doors wheeze shut, pausing for a moment before they close--Arthur holds his breath, hoping he doesn't start to laugh. Elevator rises, halting at first. Floors dinging.Suddenly the elevator shudders hard, making a loud groaning sound. Flickering lights cut off, then come back on.SOPHIE (shaking her head; toArthur)This building is just so awful, isn’t it?Arthur nods yes... he doesn't know what to say. The little girl just keeps babbling about what she wants for her birthday.Sophie can't take it any more, looks over at Arthur and mimes blowing her head off with her finger--Arthur's eyes go wide.The doors open. They all step off.Sophie grabs her daughter's hand and walks down the hall in the opposite direction of Arthur.He just stands there for a beat. Heart beating fast.ARTHUR(calls out after her)Hey-- She turns around.And Arthur mimes blowing his head off with his finger-- Sophie doesn't know what to say, just forces a strained smileback at him.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, BATHROOM - NIGHTARTHUR'S GIVING HIS MOM A BATH, being careful with her as he shampoos her hair.19. 20. He fills an empty plastic container with some bath water.ARTHUR Look up.PENNYMaybe the mailman's throwing themaway.She tilts her head back and he rinses her hair with the water from the container...ARTHURMom, why are these letters soimportant to you? What do you think he's gonna do?PENNY He's gonna help us.ARTHUR Help us how?PENNY Get us out of here, from this place andpeople.take me away these-- theseARTHURYou worked for him over 30 yearsago. What makes you think he would help us?Penny looks at him with conviction, water dripping down her face, into her eyes. She wipes it away with her hands--PENNYBecause Thomas Wayne is a good man.If he knew how I was living, if he saw this place, it would make him sick. I can't explain it to you any better than that.Arthur nods. Annoyed, but not worth the argument.ARTHURI don't want you worrying aboutmoney. Everyone's been telling me they think my stand-up is ready for the big clubs. It's just a matter of time before I get a break. Beat.PENNYHappy, what makes you think youcould do that?ARTHUR What do you mean?PENNYI mean, don't you have to be funnyto be a comedian?INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - LATE NIGHTPenny is out cold in her bedroom, a half-eaten plate of food is next to her on the bed.INT. LIVING ROOM, MOM'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSArthur sits on the couch. The 1937 version of "Shall We Dance" is playing on the TV. He holds the .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER Randall gave him in his hand. He's never held a gun before, looks uncomfortable with it, the weight of it in his hand...He stares at it for a moment, then points it at the black & white movie playing on TV, hand trembling a bit... Points it at the chair his mother sits on... Points it at his head.BLAMMMMMMM!He jumps up off the couch. What the fuck!? He looks around in a panic. His hands shaking.He shot a hole in the wall.PENNY (OS) (awoken by the shot)HAPPY!? What was that? Are you okay?ARTHURHe quickly turns up the TV volume, A GROUP OF MEN WORKING ON A SHIP SINGING "SLAP THAT BASS" TO FRED ASTAIRE--PENNY (OS)THAT NOISE! DID YOU HEAR THATNOISE?What?!21. ASTAIRE NOW SINGING AND DANCING FOR THE OTHER MEN, Arthur shouts back to his mother as he shoves the gun under the couch cushions--ARTHURI'M WATCHING AN OLD WAR MOVIE.PENNY (OS) TURN IT DOWN!He heads for his mother's bedroom.INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, DOORWAY - CONTINUOUSArthur looks in on his mom in her dark bedroom, can make out the outline of her body sitting up.PENNY It's so loud.ARTHURI know. The Americans are reallygiving it to the Japs.He walks over to Penny in the darkness. Kisses her on the forehead.ARTHUR (softly)I'm sorry. I'll turn it down.INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE NIGHTArthur is writing in his journal. He speaks softly to himself as he writes...ARTHURWhy didn't Randall tell me the gunwas loaded? I could have killed someone.(beat)I could have killed myself.CLOSE ON THE LAST LINE, he crosses out "could"... Writes... "should"ARTHUR (still to himself)I should have killed myself.CLOSE ON ARTHUR as he crosses out something again...22.   Beat.ARTHUR (louder to himself)I should kill myself.EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - MORNINGSOPHIE AND GIGI MAKING THEIR WAY down the steep stairs, on their way to school. Sophie is dressed more conservatively than when we've previously seen her.REVEAL, Arthur watching them from the top of the stairway, keeping his distance. He starts after them--EXT. PUBLIC SCHOOL - MORNINGSophie drops GiGi off at school. Arthur's watching them from a distance.EXT. ELEVATED SUBWAY PLATFORM - MORNINGSophie waits on the platform. Lights a cigarette.We see Arthur, hidden behind a steel support beam-- watching her from a distance.EXT. STREET, FINANCIAL DISTRICT - MORNINGTowering buildings crowd the sky. White collar, white businessmen in suits. Still lots of trash, but it's piled high, neatly in black bags along the sidewalk.Arthur's hanging across the street from Gotham First National Bank as Sophie enters the building. He's just standing there watching, trying to get the nerve to go inside.Beat.INT. GOTHAM COMEDY CLUB, CHINATOWN - NIGHTArthur sitting in the middle of a dark, crowded comedy club. People on dates. Groups of friends. All here to watch the stand-up. He sits at a small table by himself, watching the act on stage.The comic on stage is killing it. The whole room is laughing and applauding. Everyone except Arthur. He's watching. Studying. Diligently jotting down notes in his notebook.23.  EXT. GOTHAM COMEDY CLUB, STREET - CHINATOWN - NIGHTPeople are piling out of the club, onto the narrow street, jumble of lit-up signs, most glowing yellow or red. Arthur walks out alone, carrying his notebook. He sees a FLYER taped to the entrance of the club.CLOSE ON THE FLYER, "Open mic night. Thursdays. 7pm." He rips the flyer off the wall.INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE NIGHTArthur is writing in his journal. His mom is dead asleep. He opens his worn notebook. Flips to a page titled "Jokes" and starts writing--CLOSE ON WORDS, as he slowly writes: "The worst part about having a mental illness is..."ANGLE ON ARTHUR, pausing, thinking it over for a moment. Then he laughs to himself when he comes up with something.CLOSE ON WORDS, coming faster now, "...that people expect you to behave as if you don't."He hears knocking on the front door--INT. FRONT DOOR, MOM'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSArthur opening the door--Sees Sophie standing there with attitude, leaning up against the door frame.SOPHIEWere you following me today?24.      Beat.SOPHIEI thought that was you. I washoping you'd come in and rob the place.ARTHUR (leans in, quietly)I have a gun. I could come by tomorrow.Yeah.ARTHUR SOPHIE (laughing)You're so funny, Arthur.ARTHURYou know, I do stand-up comedy. Youshould maybe come see a show sometime.SOPHIE I could do that.ARTHURYeah?You'll let me know when?SOPHIEARTHURAnd she just turns and walks away toward her apartment--INT. HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING, LOCKER ROOM - DAYArthur is putting on his make-up, using the small mirror in his locker. Behind him a couple other clowns are eating their lunch at a small table, not paying Arthur any attention.Arthur pauses half-finished, and stares at himself for a beat. Hooks the corners of his mouth down with his index fingers, turning his mouth into the "tragedy mask" frown--And then he pulls his fingers up, pulling them up wider and wider, stretching his smile into a grotesque parody of the "comedy mask," trying to make himself look happy, pulling his mouth so wide tears come to his eyes--PRE-LAP SCRATCHY OLD-TIME FOLK RECORDING OF "If You're Happy and You Know It"--"OLD TIME" VOICE (RECORD) (singing, strummingguitar)--if you're happy and you know it and you really want to show it, if you're happy and you know it clap your hands.Yeah.25. INT. GOTHAM GENERAL HOSPITAL - CHILDREN'S WARD - LATE DAYArthur lip-syncing and strumming an air guitar along to the song (like a Dennis Potter musical), for a ward full of sick children. He's wearing an oversized white lab coat over his clown costume. A few nurses and doctors watch as well, song blaring from a small record player--ARTHUR (lip-syncing)If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.Arthur stomps his feet to the song... All the kids stomping along with the recording...ARTHUR (lip-syncing)If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.(stomp, stomp)If you're happy and you know it and you really want to show it, if you're happy and you know it stomp your feet.And Arthur stomps harder, trying to make the kids laugh and--HIS .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER slips out from the bottom of his pants, sliding across the floor--ARTHUR STOPS SINGING, EVERYBODY LOOKS AT THE GUN as it clatters to a stop on the floor. "If You're Happy and You Know It" still playing on the record player...EXT. PHONE BOOTH, GOTHAM GENERAL HOSPITAL - DUSKArthur's in a cramped graffiti-covered phone booth on a busy street corner outside Gotham General, trash piled high. He's in his street clothes, clown-face still painted on, green wig still on his head.ARTHUR (into phone)Hoyt, let me explain.HOYT (OVER PHONE)Oh, this'll be good. Please tell mewhy you brought a gun into a kid's hospital?26. ARTHUR (into phone)It was, it was a prop gun. It's part of my act now.HOYT (OVER PHONE) Bullshit. What kinda clown carriesa fucking gun? Besides, Randall told me you tried to buy a .38 off him last week.Arthur's taken aback that Randall would do that to him.ARTHUR (into phone)Randall told you that?HOYT (OVER PHONE)He was with me when the call camein. You're a fuck up, Arthur. And a liar. You're fired.ARTHUR (into phone)Hoyt, please I love this job--HOYT (OVER PHONE) Say it, Arthur.(beat)Let me hear you say it.ARTHUR (into phone)Say what?HOYT (OVER PHONE) I'm a fuck up and I'm fired.ARTHUR (into phone; low)--I'm a fuck up and I'm fired.Louder.HOYT (OVER PHONE)ARTHUR(into phone; louder)I'm a fuck up and I'm fired. The line goes dead.27. INT. SUBWAY (MOVING) - NIGHTARTHUR SITTING ON THE SUBWAY CONTEMPLATING WHAT JUST WENT DOWN, face still painted, his clown gear in a shopping bag on the seat next to him, green wig on his lap.Subway car near empty. Arthur's sitting across from a lonely- looking MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN, there's also a YOUNG WOMAN (late 20's) reading a book at the far end.Arthur glances at the Middle-Aged Woman, maybe trying to make a connection, but the woman doesn't even notice him as the train comes to a stop, her head's somewhere else--The woman gets off the train, and THREE WALL STREET GUYS get on. They're loud and obnoxious, clearly drunk. One of them is eating some french fries out of a greasy McDonald's bag. He flops down on the bench across from the young woman, and checks her out. The other two guys start getting into it with each other--WALL STREET #1--I'm telling you, she wanted mynumber. We should have just stayed. The train starts moving again...WALL STREET #2You're dreaming, man. She wasn'tinterested-- at all.WALL STREET #1Are you nuts? Did you see how closewe were dancing!? She was in love, bro.He starts dancing a bit with himself, mimicking what he remembers. Wall Street #2 takes a swig from the brown bag he is carrying.WALL STREET #2She couldn't wait to get away fromyou.Arthur's watching them closely, impressed by their confidence and easy-going camaraderie.WALL STREET #1 (to the third guy)Ryan, am I crazy? Tell him what you saw.28. But the third Wall Street guy isn't paying his friends any attention. He has his eyes set on the young woman sitting across from him, reading her book.WALL STREET #3 (to the girl)Hey. You want some french fries?He holds out his McDonald's bag and shakes it to get her attention. The other two share a look. Arthur watches from his seat.WALL STREET #3Hello? I'm talking to you. You wantsome fries?She looks up and shakes her head, polite smile.YOUNG WOMAN No thank you.The other two guys crack up at this apparent blow-off. The third Wall Street guy shakes his head, embarrassed, and starts softly flinging fries at the young woman.WALL STREET #3You sure? They're really good.She just buries her face deeper in her book--WALL STREET #2Don't ignore him. He's being niceto you.One of the french fries lands in her hair. She looks down toward Arthur, looking to see if he's going to do something or say something--Arthur just sits there nervous. Not sure what to do, or even if he wants to do anything at all.AND HE JUST BURSTS OUT LAUGHING. He covers his mouth with his wig as they continue to harass the woman.They all look over-- What the fuck is this clown laughing at? WALL STREET #1Something funny, asshole?With their attention diverted, the young woman rushes out through the door between subway cars, glancing back at Arthur before she goes--29. WALL STREET #3 (shouts after her)BITCH!He laughs even harder through his green wig. The Wall Street guys turn to him sitting by himself at the end of the car--Arthur sees them staring. Looks down at the ground, hand still covering his mouth, face turning red. Subway swaying, lights flickering on and off.Beat.One of the guys heads down the car toward Arthur, starts singing "Send in the Clowns" as he approaches--WALL STREET #1 (singing)Isn't it rich?Are we a pair?Me here, at last on the ground You in mid-airSend in the clowns.The others crack up and follow after him. The guy plops down next to Arthur, puts his arm around his shoulder as he sings--ARTHUR(shakes his head, stiflingthe laughter) Please. Don't.WALL STREET #1 (continues singing to him)Isn't it bliss?Don't you approve?One who keeps tearing around, One who can't move.Arthur starts to get up-- The lead guy pulls him back down.WALL STREET #1Where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns.As he finishes the song, Arthur's laughing fit is coming to an end. One of the other guys sits down on the other side of him. He's now sandwiched in between them--WALL STREET #2So tell us, buddy. What's sofucking funny?30. ARTHURNothing. I have a condition--Arthur reaches into his shopping bag to get one of his "Forgive my laughter" cards, the third guy sees him reaching and tries to grab the bag from him---Arthur pulls on it--ARTHURNo. It's just my stuff. I don'thave anything.The guy rips the bag from his hand--WALL STREET #3 I'll tell you what you have,asshole.Arthur gets up from between them to go two guys are cracking up.WALL STREET #3 You want it back? Here--Arthur reaches out to grab the bag--And the guy tosses it over his head to Keeping it away from Arthur.grab his bag back. Theone of his friends.Three guys in suits tossing a shopping bag around, playing 'monkey in the middle' with a clown AND WE HEAR the drum roll opening to BOBBY SHORT singing "Send in the Clowns" Live at the Café Carlyle.Arthur keeps trying to catch his bag until suddenly--WHAP! Out of nowhere one of the guys punches him hard in the face.Arthur goes down as if in slow motion. Blood coming from his nose. He tries to get up, but his feet slip from under him and he falls back down--WALL STREET #1 Stay down you freak.And the third Wall Street guy starts kicking him--The others join in. Surrounding Arthur on the ground, kicking him deliberately, sadistically, and the music swells--BLAM!31. Wall Street #1 falls back dead. Blood splattering on the subway wall behind him--And we HEAR Bobby Short sing out, picking up from where the Wall Street Guy left off--BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)Just when I'd stopped opening doors Finally knowin' the one that I wanted was yoursBLAM! BLAM! Wall Street #2 goes down--Revealing Arthur on the ground, opening his eyes to see what he did, blood dripping from his nose, smoking gun in hand--BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)Making my entrance again with my usual flairSure of my linesNo one is thereThe third guy takes off running for the doors that separate the cars.Arthur starts after him, but then stops... turns back to grab his bag and his wig, his hands shaking from the adrenaline.The train is coming to a stop.BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)Don't you love farce? My fault I fear...Arthur grabs the green wig from between the two dead bodies, blood everywhere, and stuffs it into his shopping bag--The subway doors wheeze open and Arthur steps halfway off the train, waiting to see if the third Wall Street guy gets off in the car ahead of him. Arthur sees him run off--EXT. SUBWAY PLATFORM - CONTINUOUSThe platform is empty, the Wall Street guy is running toward the stairs--Arthur follows, blood still dripping from his nose-- Behind them, the train pulls away--32. BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)I thought that you'd want what I want.Sorry, my dear.The guy makes his way to the stairs, unaware that Arthur is behind him--BLAM!The third guy falls, tumbling down the stairs. Arthur walks over to the body and empties the chamber-- BLAM! BLAM!BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)But where are the clowns? Quick, send in the clowns Don't bother they're here.BLAM! He's got nothing left.EXT. ROBINSON PARK SUBWAY STATION - NIGHTArthur hauls ass up the stairs, rushing out of the station, the song still playing--EXT. STREET, ROBINSON PARK - NIGHTBounding past bags of garbage, he leaps over a pile, taking a turn into a run-down needle park, the lights of garbage fires flickering in the darkness.INT. PUBLIC BATHROOM, ROBINSON PARK - NIGHTArthur bursts into the small bathroom, out of breath. Overwhelmed, vibrating with emotions. He leans his forehead against the door, sweat dripping down his face, and catches his breath.Arthur feels all those emotions running through his body, can feel them all. He sticks his right foot out and starts to slowly turn, his right arm rising slowly above his head as his right foot leads, turning like something is awakening inside of him--Sweat dripping down his face, "Send in the Clowns" finally comes to an end. He starts washing the blood and clown make- up off his sweaty face.Looks up at his smudged reflection in the dirty mirror, water dripping, white grease paint running off his face--33. Beat.INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, HALLWAY - NIGHTARTHUR FLOATING OUT OF THE ELEVATOR AND DOWN THE HALLWAY AS IF IN A DREAM, coming up on Sophie's door and knocking--She opens the door and sees Arthur standing there--And before Sophie can say anything Arthur leans and kisses her and--Sophie kisses him back and pulls him inside her apartment, closing the door behind them--CUT TO:Arthur walks into the locker room, sees Randall half-dressed for work, sitting with Gary, TWO OTHER CLOWNS AND A HANDSOME "CHIPPENDALES" DANCER around the small table, shooting the shit, drinking coffee.They nod hello at Arthur or give him a perfunctory wave, most of his co-workers think he's a freak.GARYHey Art, I heard what happened--I'm sorry man.RANDALLYeah, Hoyt did you wrong, buddy.Doesn't seem fair.Arthur looks hard at Randall for a moment, just slowly nods, and continues on to his locker.He starts to clean it out, stuffing all of his clown gear into an old brown paper shopping bag. Hears them talking about him behind his back, about why he got fired, laughing at him--HA-HA CLOWN #1 (OS) Did you really bring a gun to thekid's hospital, Artie? What the fuck would you do that for?Arthur doesn't answer them, just continues emptying his locker, a bag of balloons, a magic wand, some trick flowers--INT. HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING, LOCKER ROOM - MORNING34. CHIPPENDALESNo, I heard he pulled it out andwaved it around like a cowboy.His co-workers crack up. Arthur answers the guy without looking back--ARTHURIt was a prop gun. And I didn'tpull it out, it fell out.CHIPPENDALESSo is that part of your new act? Ifyour dancing doesn't do the trick, you just gonna shoot yourself?More laughter.HA-HA CLOWN #2I thought your clown was a lover,Artie, not a fighter,--Arthur turns and looks at all of them, nods at Randall--ARTHURWhy don't you ask Randall about it?It was his gun.RANDALLWhat? Stop talking outta your ass,Art!(to the guys)I think all his stupid laughing musta scrambled his brain or something.The guys laugh and keep jawing. Arthur doesn't say anything. Just finishes packing up his bag and closes his locker door--INT. STAIRWAY, HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING - MORNINGArthur walks down the stairs, brown shopping bag under his arm.Behind him, Randall follows him into the stairway--RANDALL Hey, Art, hold up,--Arthur stops, turns around.35. RANDALLWhat the hell was that about? Whywould you say that?What?ARTHURRANDALL (lowers his voice)That it was my idea about the gun. That subway shit's no joke, you know, they got sketches of clowns on the front of every newspaper,--ARTHURI don't know what you're talkingabout, Randall.RANDALL (looks at him)Right. Okay. I just want to make sure you got your head on straight.Arthur just looks back at him and smiles.ARTHURMy heads right here.Randall nods, maybe it's sinking in with Arthur.RANDALLGood. I don't even know if you didit but there's no need to draw any attention to yourself, y'know? Or we're both fucked.ARTHURWhat are you worried about,Randall? You didn't kill three assholes on the subway, did you?RANDALL Of course I didn't.ARTHUR (continuing)You didn't shoot one point blank in the head. The other one twice in the chest, before chasing the third one down and shooting him three times in the back, right?Arthur puts his fingers forming a gun to Randall's head, stares straight at him--36. ARTHUR (singing)Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?Then turns and heads down the stairs, keeps singing "Send in the Clowns"--ARTHURMe here at last on the ground, You in mid-air.Send in the clowns.Where are the clowns?Don't bother, they're here.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, KITCHEN - MORNINGCUT TO:CLOSE ON A COUPLE OF PILLS BOTTLES, THEY'RE NEARLY EMPTY NOW.PENNY (OS)Happy, look Thomas Wayne is on TV.ARTHUR Yes, mother.Arthur swallows a few of the pills...PENNY (OS)They're interviewing him aboutthose horrible murders on the subway.He glances at the TV playing in the living room through the open wall--ARTHURWhy are they talking to him?INT. MOM'S LIVING ROOM, APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSPenny shushes him, she's sitting in her chair, watching one of those "Good Morning, Gotham" shows.PENNYHe looks like he gained weight.THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) All three of them worked at WayneInvestments. They were good, decent, educated.37. A small smirk registers on Arthur's face when photos of the THREE WALL STREET GUYS come up on the screen.THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) And while I didn't know thempersonally, like all Wayne employees, they were family.Arthur's mom sits up in her chair--PENNYYou hear that! I told you. We'refamily.ANGLE ON TELEVISION, footage of GRAFFITI around the city. "KILL THE RICH" spray painted on a storefront. "F*CK WALL STREET" written on a subway wall. "RESIST" scrawled across a billboard."GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV) There now seems to be a groundswellof anti-rich sentiment in the city. It's almost as if our less fortunate residents have taken the side of the killer.THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) Yes and it's a shame. It's one of the reasons I'm considering a runfor mayor. Gotham has lost its way."GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV) Are you announcing your candidacy?THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) (smiles)No comment.We hear Penny gasp, excited."GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV) What about the eyewitness report ofthe suspect being a man in clown make-up or a clown mask?A smile starts to creep across Arthur's face--The camera zooms in closer to Thomas Wayne on the screen--THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) It makes total sense to me. Whatkind of coward would do something that cold-blooded? Someone who hides behind a mask.38.    (MORE) THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) (CONT'D)Someone who's envious of those more fortunate than themselves, yet too scared to show their own face.(to camera)And until those kind of people change for the better, those of us who've made a good life for ourselves will always look at those who haven't as nothing but clowns.INT. DEPT. OF HEALTH, OFFICE - DAYArthur sits across from the same Social Worker from the opening scene. Same depressing office. He takes a drag from his cigarette--ARTHUR--I heard this song on the radiothe other day. This guy was singing that his name was Carnival.(sings)"Rise and fall, spin and call, and my name is Carnival."39. Arthur--SOCIAL WORKERARTHURWhich is crazy because that's myclown name at work. And until a little while ago it was like nobody ever saw me. Even I didn't know if I really existed.SOCIAL WORKERArthur, I have some bad news foryou.ARTHURYou don't listen, do you? I don'tthink you ever really hear me. You just ask the same questions every week. "How's your job?" "Are you having any negative thoughts?"(beat)All I have are negative thoughts. But you don't listen anyway. I said, "for my whole life I didn't know if I even really existed." But I do. And people are starting to notice-- SOCIAL WORKER They've cut our funding. We'reclosing down our offices next week.He looks around, just noticing some MOVING BOXES stacked against the wall.SOCIAL WORKERThe city's cut funding across theboard. Social services is part of that. This is the last time we'll be meeting.Arthur nods, not hating the idea.Okay.ARTHURSOCIAL WORKERThey don't give a shit about peoplelike you, Arthur. And, they really don't really give a shit about people like me either.Arthur sits there for a moment. And then it dawns on him--ARTHURHow am I supposed to get mymedication now? Who do I talk to?SOCIAL WORKER I'm sorry, Arthur.He just stares at her, taking it all in.INT. COMEDY CLUB, BACKSTAGE HALLWAY - NIGHTARTHUR'S POV, slowly walking down the hall-- as if in slow motion-- toward a set of stairs leading up to the back of the stage, spotlight bleeding through the curtain, other wannabe comics looking at him as he passes--CLOSE ON ARTHUR, he's changed his hair, it's slicked back some, not quite as smooth as the Wall Street Guys, sweat beading on his forehead--He climbs up the stairs-- always climbing uphill-- and waits at the edge of the curtain, pulls his worn joke-notebook out of his back pocket. Glancing into the room he sees it's a pretty good crowd. Sees Sophie taking a seat in the back.Wheeling back into the stairway, he catches his breath in the shadows--40. He hears the EMCEE from the stage.EMCEE (OS)This next comic describes himselfas a lifelong Gotham resident who from a young age was always told that "his purpose in life was to bring laughter and joy into this cold, dark world." Ummm. Okay.He hears the crowd laugh.EMCEE (OS)Please help me welcome ArthurFleck!There is a smattering of applause.INT. STAGE, COMEDY CLUB - CONTINUOUSARTHUR STEPPING ON STAGE, out under the spotlight, lifts the microphone in front of his mouth, the light so bright he can't see faces in the dark audience, his hand trembling holding onto his worn notebook--He takes a deep breath, looks out at the dark crowd, and opens his mouth.AND STARTS TO LAUGH. His eyes go wide. God no, not now. A terrified look comes to his face under the laughter. He just keeps laughing. The crowd is just staring back at him.Finally he composes himself--ARTHUR(trying to stop himselffrom laughing)-- good evening, hello.(deep breath; trying to stop laughing)Good to be here.(keeps cracking up)I, I hated school as a kid. But my mother would always say,--(bad imitation of his mom, still laughing)"You should enjoy it. One day you'll have to work for a living."(laughs)"No I won't, Ma. I'm gonna be a comedian!"41. Arthur keeps cracking up. Hard to hear anything or anybody else. He goes through his notebook trying to find another joke--ARTHUR (reading verbatim)It's funny, I was thinking the other day,-- Why are rich people so confused by the poor people?(silently counting to three)Because they don't make any sense!CLOSE ON ARTHUR, looking out into the audience, sees Sophie sitting in the back laughing--The MUSIC SWELLS...EXT. COMEDY CLUB, CHINATOWN STREET - NIGHTCUT TO:Arthur and Sophie walking out of the club after the show.They walk past a newsstand-- a wall of Chinese language newspapers mixed with local papers and tabloids, screaming headlines about the three Wall Street Guys gunned down on the train.Arthur stops and stares at the headlines--CLOSE ON HEADLINES, "Subway Vigilante"... "Yuppie Slaughter""Killer Clown On The Loose?"...SOPHIE (OS) (re: the headlines)You believe that shit? (beat)I'll bet you five bucks those rich assholes deserved it.He turns to her.ARTHUR You think?SOPHIELook at their faces. Those smugsmiles. I've seen that look. Fuck them.Sophie flicks her cigarette away and starts walking.42.    SOPHIEThe guy who did it is a hero. Threeless pricks in Gotham City. Woo- hoo! Only a million more to go.Arthur watches her walk for a beat. She looks great, even in front of the mounds of garbage bags that line the sidewalk.A CAB rolls past. In the backseat, someone wearing a CLOWN MASK stares back at Arthur. Holding his look for a moment.INT. DONUT SHOP, BOOTH - NIGHTA run-down donut shop.Through the window we see Arthur and Sophie sitting across from each other in a molded plastic booth. Bathed in ugly fluorescent light, a few other patrons scattered about.We don't hear what they're saying, but they look happy-- and Sophie is laughing. Hard.Arthur stares at her, this may be the best night of his entire life.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHTArthur opening the door to his mother's apartment, holding a box of donuts in his hand, sees the flickering blue light of the TV on in the living room, hears the end of "LIVE WITH MURRAY FRANKLIN!" He locks the locks, drawing the security chain high on the door.TURNS TO CATCH A GLIMPSE OF HIS MOTHER PASSED OUT in the living room.Arthur sets the box of donuts down and puts his face up against his mom's nose, to see if she's breathing or if she's dead--ON THE TELEVISION Murray does his signature sign off, the one he's been doing for years--MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) (looking into camera)Good night! And always remember,--That's life.He gently shakes her awake. Sweeping her up out of the chair as he hears Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra close the show with an upbeat instrumental version of Frank Sinatra's "That's Life"...43. MOM (half-asleep)Happy, I wrote a new letter.ARTHUR (grabs her hand)C'mon, Ma, dance with me a little.Arthur pulls his mother in close and starts dancing with her to the music, the only light coming from the television...MOMFor Thomas Wayne. It's important.She looks at him and smiles, dances with him a little... "That's Life" still playing from TV...MOMYou smell like cologne.ARTHURCause I just had a big date.MOM (laughing)I'm going to bed. Just don't forget to mail it.She breaks away and walks toward her bedroom.Arthur can't help but smile to himself as he takes off his jacket and throws it on the chair. He continues to slow dance with himself for a moment-- He notices the envelope on the table, addressed to Thomas Wayne.He stares at it for a beat. Cranes his neck toward his mother's bedroom, listening if she's still awake. And then--Quietly rips it open, starts to read the letter:CLOSE ON WORDS, "Dearest Thomas, I don't know where else toturn...""We need your help..." "Your son and I need help" Stops reading, stays on-- "Your son"He glances up at his mother's room, then back down at the words, "Your son"44.       ARTHUR STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LIVING ROOM staring at those two words like he's too afraid to move, lit up by the flickering blue light--CUT TO:INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - EARLY MORNINGARTHUR'S SITTING IN A CHAIR in his mother's room watching her sleep. He has clearly been up all night. Still wearing the same clothes.He's holding her letter in his hand as the sun is just starting to rise outside the windows, light just beginning to crack the gloom.Arthur impatiently sits there for another moment waiting for his mother to wake up, then suddenly--SHRIEKS OUT AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS like a teapot, kicking his back on the chair like an excited toddler--Penny wakes with a start, looking around half asleep and confused--PENNY--what, what time is it?He doesn't answer.PENNYWhat happened? Did you hurtyourself again?Arthur holds her letter up in his hand.ARTHURWhat is this? How come you nevertold me?PENNYIs, is that my letter? Is that mypersonal letter, Happy? (angry)You have no right opening my mail. Who do you think you are?!ARTHUR (raising his voice;excited)Apparently I'm Thomas Wayne's son! How could you keep that from me?45. Penny slowly getting up out of bed.PENNYStop yelling at me, you're gonnakill me, give me a heart attack! She goes into the bathroom.ARTHUR (shouts after her)I'm not yelling! I'm just, excited. How can any of this be real!?PENNY (OS) (shouts back from behindthe door)I'm not talking to you until you calm down.Arthur paces for a minute, now goes to the bathroom door. Talks to his mother from the behind the closed door.ARTHUR(lowers his voice; tryingto sound calm)Okay. How's this, Mom? Better? Will you please talk to me?Arthur leans in closer to the door. Leaning against it with just his head--ARTHUR Please.PENNY (OS)He's an extraordinary man, Arthur.A powerful man. We had a connection. I was so beautiful then. We were in love.Arthur just leans there, listening. He closes his eyes, it's all too much.PENNY (OS)He said it was best that we not betogether, because of appearances. You know, not all love stories have happy endings.(hear her crying now) (MORE)46.  PENNY (OS) (CONT'D)And, I could never tell anyone because, well, I signed some papers, and besides you can imagine what people would say about Thomas and me, and, and what they would say about you.ARTHUR(eyes still closed, headleaning against the door) What? What would they say, Ma?PENNY (OS)That I was a whore, and ThomasWayne was a fornicator, and that you're a little, unwanted bastard.AND THE BATHROOM DOOR SUDDENLY SWINGS OPEN, and Arthur falls face first into the bathroom--Just missing his mother, crashing down onto the floor-- CUT TO:INT. METRO TRAIN (MOVING) - COUNTRYSIDE, OUTSIDE GOTHAM - AFTERNOONPUSHING PAST ROWS AND ROWS OF WHITE BUSINESSMEN, many of them reading one of Gotham's two tabloids. On the cover of one, a detailed sketch of Arthur's clown face, headlined, "KILLER CLOWN STILL ON THE LOOSE!"... The other cover screams, "KILL THE RICH -- A NEW MOVEMENT?"...WE PUSH PAST A "KILLER CLOWN" SKETCH, settle in on Arthur reading the tabloid.REVERSE ANGLE BEHIND ARTHUR, see the headline "Thomas Wayne Announces Run -- Response to Troubled Times", over campaign- style photograph of Thomas Wayne waving to a crowd standing next to his wife, MARTHA (50's), a well-preserved former model, and a glimpse of their son, BRUCE WAYNE (10), hiding behind his father. Only catch half of his face looking straight into camera, eyes wide, scared by the crowd.SUB-HEADLINE READS, "Protest Planned at Wayne Hall Gala." Arthur stares at the family photo.CLOSE ON WAYNE FAMILY PHOTO, Arthur's fingers ripping it out of the paper--47.       EXT. WAYNE MANOR, FRONT LAWN - SUNSETArthur walks down a small hill alongside an intimidating brick wall, surrounding the estate like a prison. From this angle he's able to peer over the wall, catching a glimpse of an innocent looking TEN-YEAR-OLD BOY tracking him from behind the trees, hiding as he follows.Arthur comes to the front. A giant, wrought iron gate. We see a long driveway that leads to the big house, surrounded by beautiful trees and plush, green grounds.Arthur stops.He sees the boy approach, but not get too close.Arthur reaches into his pocket and pulls out a magic wand-- He holds it up for the boy to see.The boy steps up to get a closer look.Arthur looks over the wand, pretending like he's trying to figure out what it does. He waves the wand over the front gate lock to "try and see" if it will open-- It doesn't.The little boy tentatively walks toward the fence, face like an angel.Arthur waits until he gets closer and then reaches his hand through the fence and hands the kid his magic wand so he can try and figure out what it does--The boy takes the wand and it goes limp in his hand before he can wave it-- He looks at it, confused. He hands it back to Arthur.Arthur straightens the wand back out, and reaches in through the fence again so the kid can give it another try.And again the wand droops in the boy's hand. Disappointed, he gives it back to Arthur--Arthur examines the wand as if its "broken", stiffens it one last time, crouches down lower, and...Ta-da! A bouquet of flowers bursts out the end of the wand-- Arthur hands the boy the wand bouquet of flowers--The little boy takes the flowers. Keeps staring at Arthur, not sure what to do or say. Not smiling.Arthur looks back at him for a moment.48. THEN REACHES BOTH HANDS THROUGH THE GATE and firmly takes the little boy's face in his hands--Uses his thumbs to hook the corners of the boy's mouth and pulls them up into a smile, into a "comedy mask"--The boy is okay with it, puts his hands on top of Arthur's hands. They look at each other for a beat.ALFRED (OS) (shouting)Bruce!Arthur lets go. The boy is now smiling on his own--ALFRED (OS)Bruce! What are you doing? Get awayfrom that man.Little Bruce stops smiling, steps back from the gate.Arthur looks up and sees a tired-looking, ALFRED PENNYWORTH (50's) bounding toward them.Arthur stands back up.ALFRED (still shouting)What are you doing? Who are you?Bruce runs behind Alfred, hiding behind his legs.ARTHURI'm here to see Mr. Wayne--ALFRED (interrupting)You shouldn't be talking to his son. Why did you give him those flowers?Alfred takes the flower-wand away from the kid--ARTHURI, I was just trying to make himsmile.He hands it back to Arthur.ALFREDWell it's not funny. Do I need tocall the police?49.  ARTHURNo, please. My mother's name isPenny Fleck. She used to work here, years ago. Can you tell Mr. Wayne that I need to see him?ALFRED(color drains from hisface; beat) You're her son?ARTHUR Did you know her?Alfred doesn't say anything.Arthur puts his face right up against the bars, whispers so the boy can't hear him--ARTHURI know about the two of them. Mymother told me everything.ALFREDThere's nothing to know. There isno "them". Your mother was, was delusional. She was a sick woman.ARTHURNo. No, just let me speak to Mr.Wayne.Now Alfred leans in closer to Arthur, almost looks like he feels some pity for him--Beat.ALFREDPlease just go, before you make afool of yourself.ARTHUR (blurts out)Thomas Wayne is my father--Alfred looks at Arthur, and can't help but crack up laughing at him.AND ARTHUR REACHES HIS HANDS THROUGH THE BARS AGAIN AND GRABS HIM. Pulls Alfred in close, trying to choke him, still holding the wand of flowers in one hand--AS HE CHOKES ALFRED, Arthur sees little Bruce, wide-eyed in the shadows, looking out at him in horror.50. Arthur stops.Lets go of Alfred... Takes off running back down the street away from Wayne Manor, magic wand in hand.CUT TO:EXT. THE BRONX, STREETS - NIGHTARTHUR'S BACK IN HIS PART OF TOWN, garbage everywhere here. The neighborhood at night is alive. Loud kids on the street corners... A drunk seemingly fights no one... Sirens wailing...As Arthur approaches his building, he sees AN AMBULANCE PARKED in front. Lights flashing. Hit with a sense of dread, he runs toward the building--EXT. STREET, APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHTA SMALL CROWD OF GAWKERS have gathered around watching the drama unfold. Shouting and laughing, loud dance music blaring out an open window, feels like an impromptu block party.ARTHUR RUNS UP, SEES TWO PARAMEDICS wheeling his unconscious mother down the front steps on a stretcher.FROM ABOVE, Arthur pushing through the crowd, rushes to his mother's side--ARTHUR(following as they wheelher, leaning overstretcher)Mom? Mom, what happened?PARAMEDIC #1 Sir. Please step back.ARTHUR What happened to her?PARAMEDIC #1 Who are you?ARTHUR I'm her son.PARAMEDIC #1Oh, great. You can probably help usout inside. We don't know what happened yet.51. 52. Arthur follows them as they load Penny into the ambulance.INT. CITY AMBULANCE, BACK (PARKED) - MINUTES LATERArthur watches as the two paramedics work on his mother, descending on her like vampires, shouting instructions to each other while checking her vitals (pulse, pupils), shouting questions at him as they begin to intubate her--PARAMEDIC #1 Does your mother take anymedications?Arthur doesn't answer, just watches in horror.PARAMEDIC #1 Sir. Is your mother on anymedications?!No.ARTHURPARAMEDIC #2When was the last time you spoke toher?ARTHUR I don't know.The ambulance starts to pull away.PARAMEDIC #2Does she have any medical history?Arthur doesn't answer.EXT. CITY HOSPITAL, EMERGENCY ROOM - NIGHTArthur sitting on a bench waiting outside the bustling emergency room of a massive city hospital. He watches the sick and dying being rushed through the glass doors. Opening and closing. This happens in the background throughout the scene.The two detectives walk up to Arthur, interrupting him watching the doors. Gotham police detectives, GARRITY (50's), grey hair, and BURKE (30's), his partner.DET. GARRITYMr. Fleck, sorry to bother you, I’mDetective Garrity, this is my partner Detective Burke. Arthur looks up at them. Doesn't say anything.Beat.DET. GARRITYWe had a few questions for you, butyou weren’t home. So we spoke to your mother.ARTHURWhat did you say to her? Did you dothis?DET. GARRITYWhat? No. We just asked her somequestions and she started getting hysterical-- hyperventilating, trouble speaking-- then she collapsed. Hit her head pretty hard.ARTHURYeah, the doctor said she had astroke.DET. GARRITYSorry to hear about that. But likeI said, we still have some questions for you. They're about the subway killings that happened last week. You've heard about them, right?ARTHUR Yeah. It's horrible.DET. GARRITY (reading over his notes)Right. So we spoke to your boss at, uhh, Ha-Ha's. He said you were fired that day-- fired for bringing a gun into the children's hospital.ARTHURIt was a prop. It's part of my act.I'm a party clown.DET. BURKEAll right. So why were you fired?ARTHURThey said I wasn’t funny enough.Can you imagine that? (he stands)(MORE)53. ARTHUR (CONT’D)Now, if you don't mind, I need togo take care of my mother. The detectives share another look.Detective Burke steps close to him, holds up the card that Arthur handed him--DET. BURKEYour boss also gave us one of yourcards. This condition of yours, the laughing, is it real or some sort of a clown thing?ARTHURA clown thing?DET. BURKEYeah, I mean-- is it part of youract?ARTHUR What do you think?And Arthur walks away-- heads for the sliding glass doors. Only the motion detector doesn’t engage--AND HE SLAMS RIGHT INTO THE GLASS DOOR. HARD.He bounces back.CUT TO:PENNY LIES IN BED UNCONSCIOUS, HOOKED UP TO MACHINES.Arthur sits bedside, distraught. Sophie is next to him... rubbing his back.SOPHIE She's gonna be okay.He just nods. Lost in thought. After a beat...SOPHIEI'm going to get some coffee? Youwant one?He nods again. As Sophie walks out, we HEAR MURRAY FRANKLIN from the TV set bolted high up on the wall.INT. HOSPITAL ROOM (SHARED), CITY HOSPITAL - NIGHT54. MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) So I told my youngest son, Billy,you know, the new one, the 'not so bright' one,--CLOSE ON TV, Murray is in the middle of doing his monologue.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) (laughter)I told him that the garbage strike is still going on. And he says, and I'm not kidding, Billy says, "So where are we gonna get all our garbage from?"Murray Franklin cracks up at his own joke. Studio audience laughs.Arthur glances over at his mother, laughing over the sounds of her labored breath.He looks back up at the television.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) And finally, in a world whereeveryone thinks they could do my job, we got this videotape from the Gotham Comedy Club. Here's a guy who thinks if you just keep laughing, it'll somehow make you funny. Check out this joker.EXTREME CLOSE ON TV, GRAINY VIDEO OF ARTHUR'S STAND-UP PERFORMANCE. Arthur on stage smiling behind the microphone, under the harsh spotlight.Arthur watching himself on TV, his jaw drops--ARTHUR (ON TV) (trying to stop himselffrom laughing)-- good evening, hello.(deep breath; trying to stop laughing)Good to be here.(keeps cracking up)I, I hated school as a kid. But my mother would always say,--(bad imitation of his mom, still laughing)"You should enjoy it. One day you'll have to work for a living."(laughs) (MORE)55. ARTHUR (ON TV) (CONT'D)"No I won't, Ma. I'm gonna be a comedian!"Back to Murray Franklin shaking his head, trying not to laugh.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) You should have listened to yourmother.The studio audience erupts into laughter.ANGLE ON ARTHUR, watching Murray Franklin make fun of him on TV. He gets up and starts walking toward the TV set as if in a trance. Unsure if this is really happening.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) One more, Bobby. Let's see onemore. I love this guy.Another moment of Arthur at the comedy club plays--ARTHUR (ON TV)It's funny, when I was a little boyand told people I wanted to be a comedian, everyone laughed at me.(opens his arms like a big shot)Well no one is laughing now.Dead silence. Nobody is laughing. Not even him.CUT BACK CLOSE ON MURRAY FRANKLIN, just shaking his head.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) You can say that again, pal!Murray cracks up and the studio audience laughs along with him. Shot of Barry O'Donnell laughing too.CLOSE ON ARTHUR, looking up at the television, hearing them all laughing at him.CUT TO:INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, BEDROOM - NIGHTFROM ABOVE, looking down on Arthur hunched over, lying on his side in his mother's bed, his left arm below frame-- hard to tell if he's in pain or beating off.He reaches out his right arm to where his mother slept, the TV's blue light flickering, 11:00 News turned up--56.  NEWS ANCHOR (ON TV) The anger and resentment that'sbeen building in the city for weeks seems close to exploding. Protesters, many dressed as clowns, took to the streets today in one of several planned demonstrations taking on the city's elite. Including a massive rally outside tomorrow night's benefit at Wayne Hall.CLOSE ON ARTHUR, quickly turning and sitting up in bed when he hears what's on the television--ANGLE ON TELEVISION, a crowd of protesters, a few wearing Arthur's clown mask are being interviewed."CLOWN" PROTESTER #1 (ON TV) It’s gonna show ‘em that they can’tignore us. Our voices need to be heard. We’re not--"CLOWN" PROTESTER #2 (ON TV) (interrupts; screaminginto camera)[Beep] the rich, [beep] the politicians, [beep] the whites, [beep] the blacks, [beep] Thomas Wayne, [beep] the whole system. That's what this is [beeping] about!ANGLE ON ARTHUR, moving down to the edge of the bed, gun on the nightstand behind him, leaning forward closer toward the flickering screen to make sure he's seeing what he's seeing-- Thomas Wayne now being interviewed on the plaza in front of Wayne Tower-- "...had no comment on the upcoming rally."57.  THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) Well what I will say is, there'ssomething wrong with those people. I'm here to help them. I want to lift them out of poverty, help make their lives better. That's why I'm running. They may not realize it, but I'm their only hope.CUT TO: INT. WAYNE HALL, THEATER - CENTER FOR PERFORMING ARTS - DUSKANGLE ON MOVIE SCREEN PLAYING "MODERN TIMES", FACE OF A ROMAN NUMERAL CLOCK FILLS THE FRAME, and up fades the forward..."Modern Times". A storyof industry, of individual enterprise -- humanity crusading in the pursuitof happiness.And as the screen fades to black, we pull out to reveal the Gotham Philharmonic playing Chaplin's silent movie score in front of a black-tie high society crowd... Behind them, on screen, glimpse the opening shot of a crowded herd of sheep, a lone black sheep caught in the middle, dissolving into a mass of crowded workers rushing out of a subway station.EXT. CENTER FOR PERFORMING ARTS, WAYNE HALL - DUSKARTHUR ALL ALONE HEADING TOWARD AN ANGRY MOB in front of the Center for Performing Arts. Night falling. Storm clouds gathering.ANGLE ON THE CROWD OF PROTESTERS SCREAMING AND SHOUTING IN FRONT OF WAYNE HALL, behind steel barricades. Many wearing Arthur's "clown face" mask... A few wave homemade signs, "CLOWN FOR MAYOR"... "KILL THE RICH"... "MR. WAYNE, AM I A CLOWN?"A LINE OF POLICEMEN AND SECURITY GUARDS stand between the crowd and the lit-up white marble building.Arthur pauses and watches the crowd for a moment.EXT. WAYNE HALL, FRONT ENTRANCE - DUSKA FIGHT BREAKS OUT between a "clown" masked protester and two cops. The crowd goes crazy, pushing through the barricades toward the building. Distant thunder rumbling. The police and Wayne Hall Security fight to keep them out--Amidst all the chaos, we glimpse Arthur slipping into the building unnoticed--INT. LOBBY, WAYNE HALL - NIGHTArthur walks through the massive multi-level lobby. It's completely empty since the performance has already begun and whatever security was available is outside helping the police deal with the protesters.58.          He looks up in awe at the crystal chandeliers... He's never seen anything this opulent in his entire life.He starts up the grand staircase to the second floor--INT. SECOND LEVEL, BALCONY - WAYNE HALL - NIGHTARTHUR MAKING HIS WAY THROUGH THE SHADOWS ALONG THE BACK WALL OF THE BALCONY, a birds-eye-view, looking around for Thomas Wayne in the sold-out black-tie audience--He catches bits of the silent movie projected down on stage behind the orchestra, the Tramp working in a factory.He continues moving along the back wall looking for Thomas Wayne, sees him sitting in a box seat on the side of the theater with his wife.Arthur watches him in the darkness, waiting--INT. BALCONY, SECOND LEVEL - LATERJUMP CUT:PROJECTED ON SCREEN, the Tramp roller skating blindfolded on a date with the Gamin (Paulette Goddard) in a department store. Arthur's still standing against the back wall in the shadows, laughing along with the rest of the audience watching the Tramp skates blindfolded, skirting along the edge of a balcony with no rail, orchestra playing the bouncy score.Arthur's really enjoying the movie, almost forgetting for a moment why he's there, when he glances over to Thomas Wayne's box and sees him leaving, being led by his BODYGUARD--Arthur's eyes go wide and he quickly turns to go, behind him on screen, the Tramp is rescued by the girl before he falls off the edge, orchestra swelling--INT. SECOND LEVEL - WAYNE HALL - CONTINUOUSArthur catches a glimpse of Thomas Wayne heading into the men's room, his bodyguard waiting by the door, still hear the orchestra playing the score---Arthur glances around the lobby, sees a lobby broom and upright dustpan tucked in the corner--59. INT. HALLWAY, MEN'S ROOM - WAYNE HALL - SECONDS LATERArthur's sweeping up the hallway with his head down, hear the orchestra playing the melancholy "Smile" from the film's score. He sweeps along to the music like Emmett Kelly's famous act... Sweeping around the bodyguard's feet... Annoyed, he moves a bit away from the bathroom door... And doesn't give Arthur a second look as he heads inside...INT. MEN'S ROOM, WAYNE HALL - CONTINUOUSArthur sweeps his way into the cavernous, black & white tiled bathroom, ornate gold fixtures. It's empty save for Thomas Wayne peeing at the far end of a long line of urinals.Arthur takes a deep breath, and walks down the line of urinals right up next to Thomas Wayne--He stands there for a beat while Thomas urinates, lobby broom and upright dustpan in hand--THOMAS WAYNE (glances over; annoyed)Can I help you, pal?ARTHUR What? Yeah. No I, I--THOMAS WAYNE (interrupting)You need to get in here or something?Thomas Wayne finishes and zips his fly back up. Arthur is not sure what to say to him, just says--ARTHUR Dad. It's me.Beat.But Thomas Wayne doesn't hear him, he was flushing the urinal. He walks toward the sink.THOMAS WAYNEExcuse me? Arthur follows after him.ARTHURMy name is Arthur. I'm Penny's son.(beat)I, I know everything.(MORE)60.                     ARTHUR (CONT’D)And I don't want anything from you. Well... maybe a hug.And Arthur smiles, it's all very emotional for him. Thomas looks over at him like he's fucking crazy.THOMAS WAYNEJesus. You're the guy who came bymy house yesterday.Arthur nods, relieved he finally broke through.ARTHURYes. But they wouldn't let me in,wouldn't let me see you. So I came here. I have so many questions.Thomas Wayne just laughs to himself and turns on the gold faucets at one of the sinks.THOMAS WAYNELook pal, I'm not your father.What's wrong with you?ARTHUR How do you know?Thomas Wayne just keeps washing his hands, doesn't even look over at Arthur.THOMAS WAYNECause you were adopted. And I neverslept with your mother. What do you want from me, money?ARTHURNo. What? I wasn't adopted.Thomas starts drying his hands.THOMAS WAYNEShe never told you? Your motheradopted you after she worked for us. She was arrested when you were four years old and committed to Arkham State Hospital. She's batshit crazy.Arthur starts to smile, feels a laugh coming on.ARTHURNo. No, I don't believe that.61.  Thomas finishes drying his hands. Turns to Arthur, his tone way more serious now.THOMAS WAYNEI don't really give a shit what youbelieve.(steps in closer)But if you ever come to my house again, if you ever talk to my son again, if I ever even hear about you again, I'll--AND ARTHUR CRACKS UP LAUGHING, interrupting his threat. Laughing right in his face--THOMAS WAYNEAre you laughing at me?Arthur's laughing so hard he can't answer.THOMAS SHOVES ARTHUR HARD UP AGAINST THE TILED WALL, gripping his neck with one hand. Arthur just cracks up louder, he drops the dustpan and broom--THOMAS WAYNE (shouting)You think this is funny?Thomas Wayne's bodyguards bang open the door, rushing into the bathroom when they hear the shouting--They stop when they see Thomas has Arthur jacked up against the wall.ARTHUR(tries shaking his headno; still laughing andchoking)No, no I have a con--THOMAS WAYNE (interrupting; raising hisvoice)Is this a fucking joke to you?AND THOMAS WAYNE PUNCHES ARTHUR STRAIGHT IN THE FACE with his free hand, blood spraying from his nose--INT. BEDROOM, MOM'S APARTMENT - MORNINGSunshine peeking through bedroom windows. Arthur's eyes are open, he's been awake all night, he still hasn't slept.62. Phone starts ringing in the kitchen, he lets the machine pick it up--SHOW BOOKER (ON MACHINE) This message is for Arthur Fleck.My name is Shirley Woods, I work on the Murray Franklin show.Arthur gets up quickly and heads for the kitchen as the woman continues to leave a message--INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUSArthur walks in, listening to the woman on the machine--SHOW BOOKER (ON MACHINE) I don't know if you're aware, butMurray played a clip of your stand- up on the show recently and we've gotten an amazing--Arthur picks up the phone--ARTHUR(into phone; skeptical)Who is this?SHOW BOOKER (OVER PHONE) Hi, this is Shirley Woods fromMurray Franklin Live. Is this Arthur?ARTHUR (into phone)Yes.SHOW BOOKER (OVER PHONE) Hi Arthur. Well, as I was saying--we've gotten a lot of calls about your clip, amazing responses. And, Murray asked if I would reach out to see if you would come on as his guest. Can we set up a day?PUSH IN ON ARTHUR'S FACE, as it sinks in.ARTHUR (into phone)Murray wants me to come on the show?63. SHOW BOOKER (OVER PHONE) Yes. Isn't that great? He'd love totalk to you, maybe do some of your act. Does that sound good to you?As the PUSH IN ON ARTHUR finishes.EXT. ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNINGCUT TO:A GRAY, BEHEMOTH STATE HOSPITAL looming over the city block. Metal screens cover steel-framed windows. Arthur crosses the street toward the building, eyes weary, he hasn't slept in days.INT. ARKHAM STATE, HALLWAY - MORNINGARTHUR WALKS DOWN A LONG HALLWAY, PASSING TWO GOTHAM CITY COPS AND A PARAMEDIC rolling a naked sunburned man screaming his head off, handcuffed to a stretcher underneath a white sheet. Sounds bouncing off the walls, up and down the halls, working other patients into fits, screaming back.INT. DOCUMENTS & RECORDS OFFICE - BASEMENT HALLWAY, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNINGArthur stands at a service window that looks into the cramped records office, a metal grate covers most of the window. Harsh fluorescent lights flicker above. He glances at the hallway behind him, sees two orderlies walking a dead-eyed patient back to his ward, hears distant echoing screams.He's interrupted by a CLERK (40's), ID clipped to his shirt, who's lugging an old heavy file storage box. He drops the box down on a counter beneath the window.CLERKSorry for the wait. All our recordsthat are 10 years or older are stored in the basement. You're talking over 30 years ago,-- I had to do some serious digging.Arthur nods thanks. The clerk looks at Arthur for a moment, like he's trying to place him--CLERKAnd, like I said, if it's in here,I'm still gonna need a release from her. Have we met before?64. Arthur shakes his head no.The clerk opens the file box. Starts digging though it. Arthur watches the orderlies locking the doors behind them, still hears the screams.Beat.ARTHURCan I ask you a question? How doessomeone wind up in here? Have all the people committed crimes?CLERK(going through the files)Some have. Some are just crazy and pose a danger to themselves or others. Some just got nowhere else to go.ARTHUR (nods; looks down)Yeah, I know how that is. Sometimes I don't know what to do, y'know, I don't think I can take any more of this.The clerk is half listening as he scans the paper work.CLERKYeah, I can't take much more ofthis shit either. Now they talking about more layoffs, man, we're understaffed as it is. I don't know what I'm gonna do.Arthur looks up at the guy, thinking he's made a connection.ARTHURLast time I ended up taking it outon some,-- people. Bad shit. I thought it would bother me but, it really hasn't.The clerk finally looks back at him--CLERK What's that?ARTHURIt's just so hard to try and behappy all the time, y'know, when everything's going to shit all around you.65. CLERK(taken aback; beat)Listen, I'm just an administrative assistant, like a clerk. I file paperwork. I don't really know what to tell you, but maybe you should see someone-- they have programs, like city services.ARTHUR (backtracking)Yeah. They cut those. Anyway, I was just talking to talk.The clerk just stares at Arthur--CLERK (realizing)Wait, I know where I've seen you,-- You were on Murray Franklin the other night, weren't you?ARTHUR (beat)No. I don't know what you're talking about.CLERK(shrugs, goes back tolooking through thefiles)Sorry, Murray just killed some poor guy on TV,--The clerk shakes his head to himself, finally finds what he was looking for.CLERK (surprised)Here it is,-- Fleck. Penny Fleck.He pulls out an old file, bulging with yellowing records. Moves the box to the floor and sits down on his stool behind the window.ARTHUR(saying it out loud forhimself to hear)So she was a patient here.The guy opens the file. Yellowing pages of her records--66. CLERK(nods, skim-reading)Uh-huh. Diagnosed by Dr. Benjamin Stoner... The patient suffers from delusional psychosis and narcissistic personalitydisorder... Found guilty of endangering the welfare of a child--The clerk stops reading out loud, eyes going wide as he skims further ahead. Arthur just looks at the guy, waiting to see what he's gonna say.What?ARTHURCLERKYou said she's your mother?Arthur just nods.CLERK (closes the file)I'm sorry, I can't. Like I said, I can't release this without the proper forms. I could get in trouble.(closes the file; beat) Besides, it's pretty bad.CLOSE ON ARTHUR, he shakes his head and smiles to himself.ARTHUR I can handle bad.The clerk puts the file down on the counter--CLERKYeah, sorry. If you want theserecords you have to get your mom to sign a patient disclosure form. I can have someone mail you one.Arthur just stands there, thinking it all over for a moment. Then reaches in under the metal cage and snatches the file-- The clerk grabs it as well.They play tug-of-war with the file, it's awkward and goes on way too long. Out-of-nowhere Arthur slams his own head violently against the metal grate, surprising the guy, allowing him to pull the file away--67. Arthur takes off running down the hall with it. The clerk watches for a beat, but does nothing.INT. HALLWAY, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNINGArthur running down the hallway, files in his hands. Frantic. Unaware he is not being chased. Turns a corner and runs down another long hallway--Gets to a stairwell door and runs in.INT. STAIRWELL, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - CONTINUOUSBounding up the steps. He stops at a landing above. Looks down, sees no one is chasing after him, just hears the echoing screams and shouts of other patients--ANGLE ON ARTHUR, catching his breath. He opens the file, flipping through the records, finds the page the clerk was reading. As he reads it over for himself, he HEARS his mother being interviewed for her psychiatric assessment, over 30 years ago.YOUNG PENNY (VO) He's not adopted-- he's ThomasWayne's son. I worked for him, I told you, I cleaned his house.INT. EMERGENCY INTERVIEW ROOM, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - DAYA younger PENNY FLECK (mid 20's) is sitting across the table from DR. BENJAMIN STONER (50's), in a dreary small interview room, windows covered with security screens. Penny takes a drag off a cigarette, her face is beaten to shit, nose battered, lip busted up.Dr. Stoner is going over Penny's thick file, the same file Arthur's holding in his hands.DR. STONERWe went over this, Penny. Youadopted him. We have all the paperwork right here.YOUNG PENNYHe had that all made up, so itstayed our secret.CUT TO:68. Dr. Stoner doesn't believe her, keeps going through the file, pulls out black & white forensic photographs of three-year- old Arthur's body--DR. STONERYou also stood by as one of yourboyfriends repeatedly abused your adopted son. And battered you.Penny exhales smoke.YOUNG PENNYHe didn't do anything to me. Or tomy boy. Can I go now, I don't trust hospitals.Dr. Stoner lays out the photographs in front of Penny--Penny keeps smoking her cigarette, glances down at the photos, we catch glimpses of various bruises on parts of Arthur's body... A filthy crib... A rope tied to the radiator...CUT BACK TO:Arthur looking over the same black & white photographs, still HEARS his mother--YOUNG PENNY (VO)I never heard him crying. Not once.He's always been such a happy little boy.DR. STONER (VO)Penny, your son was found tied to aradiator in your filthy apartment, malnourished, with multiple bruises across his body and severe trauma to his head.Arthur looks up from the file when he hears/reads this, turns and looks at Penny's reaction-- HE'S NOW IN THE INTERVIEW ROOM WITH THEM, living what he's reading on the page.He sees his mother lean forward in her chair, glaring at Dr. Stoner--YOUNG PENNYThat's not true. My apartmentwasn't filthy. I keep a clean house.Arthur just stares at his mother.69.   70. Dr. Stoner looks at Penny, not sure how to respond to that.DR. STONER (beat)And what do you have to say about your son?ANGLE ON PENNY, thinking it over, taking a drag off her cigarette.YOUNG PENNYI'm just glad I got to know him.Arthur just keeps staring at her as she exhales--ARTHUR BACK IN THE STAIRWELL LOOKS UP FROM THE FILE, looks like maybe there's cigarette smoke drifting in front of his face--EXT. THE BRONX, STEEP STAIRWAY - NIGHTIT'S POURING RAIN.Arthur walks up the long, steep concrete stairway up toward his building--INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, ELEVATOR - NIGHTSoaking wet he enters the elevator and hits the button for his floor. Sensing something, he turns around and "sees" Sophie.She mimes blowing her head off with her finger--INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUSSoaking wet, clothes clinging to his body, Arthur elevator and walks toward Sophie's door. He turns doorknob. It's unlocked.He pushes open the door and heads inside--INT. SOPHIE'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUSexits the theArthur walks into Sophie's apartment, looking around. He sits down on the couch--Sophie comes out of her daughter’s bedroom, jumps a little on spotting Arthur-- SOPHIEOh my god! What are you doing inhere?Arthur just keeps staring straight ahead.SOPHIE (beat)You’re in the wrong apartment. He turns around finally--He nods.SOPHIEYour name's Arthur, right? You livedown the hall.SOPHIEI really need you to leave. Mylittle girl's sleeping in the other room. Please.Arthur just stares at her--Beat.ARTHUR I had a bad day.SOPHIECan I call someone. Is your motherat home?PUSH IN ON ARTHUR, looking at her-- he raises his fingers to his head, mimicking a gun.INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHTArthur walking down the hallway toward his mother's apartment.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHTArthur sits alone on the couch, laughing. The TV is on but he's not watching it.He just continues to laugh, rolling onto his side from the joke that his life seems to be.CUT TO:71. INT. CITY HOSPITAL, HOSPITAL ROOM (SHARED) - MORNINGANGLE ON ARTHUR, leaning forward in a chair, sitting close to his mother in her hospital bed, hear the hum of the machines, the wheezing of the other patient in the room. He's holding onto her hand-- Blue curtain pulled around them.ANGLE ON PENNY, looking back at him holding her hand, still somewhat out of it.After a moment, Arthur smiles to himself--ARTHURHey Ma, what's my real name? Wheredid I come from?Penny looks at him confused. Arthur keeps holding her hand in his--ARTHURYou remember how you used to tellme that God gave me this laugh for a reason? That, that I had a purpose. Laughter and joy, that whole thing,--She looks away, she knows what he's talking about.ARTHURHA! It wasn't God, it was you. Or,or one of your boyfriends,-- Do you even know what my real name is? Do you know who I really am?She looks away. Her whole body is shaking, overwhelmed with emotion.ARTHUR C'mon, Ma, who am I?She looks back him, struggles to speak--PENNY H-h-happ--ARTHUR (interrupting; snaps)Happy?! I'm not happy. I haven’t been happy for one minute of my entire fucking life.He lets go of her hand, getting up fast from the chair like a vampire--72. ARTHURBut you know what's funny? You knowwhat really makes me laugh?He reaches behind her, grabs one of her pillows as he leansdown closer, face-to-face with her, smiling wide--ARTHURI used to think my life was nothingbut a tragedy, but now, now I realize it's all just a fucking comedy.INT. BLUE CURTAIN, HOSPITAL ROOM (SHARED) - CONTINUOUSOther side of the blue divider curtain. We see Arthur's feet shifting a little.SLOWLY WE PULL OUT, backing out of the room. Leaving behind whatever Arthur's doing to his mother on the other side of the curtain.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHTARTHUR'S STUDYING A VHS TAPE OF "MURRAY FRANKLIN LIVE!", he jots down notes in his worn notebook... Watches as A MOVIE STAR GUEST come out... how he crosses the stage... how he greets Murray... how he waves to the audience.... how he sits down... if he cross his legs or not... studying how to be at ease, how to be a person like other people.Arthur gets up, adjusting the waist of his pants... Walks across the living room like he's on the show, smiling, waving to the "audience"... He mimes shaking Murray's hand... Mimes unbuttoning his jacket and sits down, legs uncrossed. He smiles and pulls out his worn notebook from his pocket--ARTHURYou wanna hear a joke, Murray?He "waits" for Murray to answer. Then Arthur nods okay and opens his notebook--ARTHUR (reading)Okay. Knock-knock.He "waits" for Murray to answer. Arthur nods okay and crosses his legs--73.    ARTHUR (re-reading)Okay. Knock-knock.Arthur awkwardly pulls the .38 snub-nosed revolver from the waist of his pants and puts it to his head and pulls the trigger--Click.ARTHUR (too himself)Should I cross or uncross 'em...Both feel completely unnatural.Arthur gets up off the couch, shoving the gun back in his pants and walks back across the living room. Does it again... Waves to the "audience"... Mimes shaking Murray's hand... Mimes unbuttoning his coat and sits down... Legs uncrossed.ARTHURThanks for having me on, Murray. Ican't tell you how much this means to me, it's been a life long dream.74. Okay I knock.Arthur pulls the points it at hishave a joke for you,-- Knock-gun less awkwardly from his pants now, and head-- CLICK.INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, BATHROOM - NEXT AFTERNOONARTHUR'S LEANING OVER THE BATHROOM SINK, water running. He's wearing rust colored pants and a white "beater" T-shirt. "Rock n' Roll (Part 1)" blaring from a transistor radio.Arthur lifts his head. He's dyed his hair green like his old clown wig-- but he's missed spots. Some of his hair is still its original color, sticking out all helter-skelter.He does a quick spin to the music, gyrating his hips to the thumping beat--CUT TO:INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - AFTERNOONArthur applying his mom's lipstick, outlining his large clown smile, sitting at her vanity in front of the three-way mirror. White grease-paint covering his face.CUT TO: He glances at a mask hanging off the corner of the mirror. He's trying to copy how it looks. A copy of a copy of himself.He hears someone knocking on the front door--Arthur opens a small drawer, rummaging around looking for something. Finds some old rusty scissors and pockets them. Before he closes the drawer, he notices some old photographs of his mother. Sees one that makes him stop. He pulls it out--ANGLE ON BLACK & WHITE PHOTOGRAPH OF A YOUNG PENNY, laughing at something or someone out of frame. She looks so young and beautiful and happy. Flipping over the photo, sees a handwritten note on the back, "Love your smile-- TW"ANGLE ON ARTHUR, staring at the note on the back as he hears LOUDER BANGING on the door. He glances up at his three reflections in the mirrors--INT. FRONT DOOR, MOM'S APARTMENT - AFTERNOONArthur unlocks the locks, keeping the security chain latched, and cracks open the door,-- Sees Randall. Looks down, and sees Gary next to him. Undoes the chain and opens the door for them--Randall and Gary get a look at Arthur's face, his dyed green hair still wet, streaking white grease-paint smeared over his face, red lips half done--GARY (re: his look)Hey Arthur, how's it going?ARTHUROh hey guys. Come on in.GARY You get a new gig?75.   No.ARTHURArthur shakes his head no, steps aside so they can come in, palming the scissors in his hand--RANDALLYou must be goin' down to thatrally at City Hall, right? I hear it's gonna be nuts. ARTHUR Is that today?Randall looks at him and laughs--RANDALLYeah. What's with the make-up then?Arthur shuts the door behind them. Locks the chain-lock.ARTHURMy mom died. I'm celebrating.Randall and Gary share a look... that's weird.RANDALL (nodding)Right, we heard. That's why we came by, figured you could use some cheering up.Arthur stares at Randall.ARTHUR (beat)That's sweet. But no, I feel good. I stopped taking my medication. I feel a lot better now.RANDALLOh, okay. Well, good for you.(beat)Listen, I don't know if you heard, but the cops have been coming around the shop-- talking to all the guys about those subway murders. And um--GARY (interrupting)They didn't talk to me.RANDALL (annoyed)That's because the suspect was a regular-sized person. If it was a fucking midget you'd be in jail right now.(back to Arthur, sincere) Anyway, Hoyt said they talked to you and now they're looking for me, and, and I just wanna know what you said.(MORE)76. RANDALL (CONT’D) Make sure our stories line up,bein' that you're my boy and all.ARTHURYeah, that's important. Yeah, thatmakes a lot of sense. Thank you, Randall. Thank you so much--AND ARTHUR STABS THE SCISSORS AS DEEP AS HE CAN into Randall's neck. Blood spurts. Randall screams. Gary stumbles back in shock--GARY (screaming)What the fuck what the fuck WHAT THE FUCK--Arthur pulls them out and jams them into Randall's eye before he can react. The sound is sickening. Gary's screaming in the background--Randall blindly fights back, screaming in pain, flailing his arms, his own blood blinding him--Arthur grabs Randall by the head -- all of his pent up rage and frustration pouring out of him -- AND SLAMS HIS HEAD AGAINST THE WALL.AGAIN. And AGAIN. And AGAIN.Arthur lets go of Randall's head and Randall drops to the ground. Arthur leans back against the wall, out of breath, kind of slides down the wall to the floor--Sees Gary huddled in the corner, trembling with fear--ARTHUR (catching his breath)Do you watch the Murray Franklin show? I'm gonna be on tonight.Gary doesn't answer. Doesn't move--ARTHURIt's okay, Gary. You can go.Gary backs away toward the door. Arthur sits there for a moment, breathing heavy, wipes Randall's blood off his face--GARY (OS) Hey, Art?Arthur turns, sees Gary at the front door. He points up high to the chain-lock. He can't reach it.77. Arthur just shakes his head to himself and gets up to unlock the door.He walks past Gary who's still trembling almost too afraid to look up at him. Arthur leans over him and undoes the chain, opens the door. Gary takes off, Arthur closing the door behind him--ANGLE ON ARTHUR, leaning his back against the wall. Takes out a cigarette, lights it with his left hand and smokes.Exhales deeply.INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOONCUT TO:(Over the following, we don't see Arthur's face. We don't reveal his finished "look" just yet.)CLOSE PICKING UP HIS NOTEBOOK, fanning through the pages--INT. LIVING ROOM, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOONCLOSE ON TAKING RANDALL'S WALLET OUT OF HIS BLOOD SOAKED PANTS, pulling out all the cash.INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOONARTHUR'S POV FINISHING WRITING A NOTE, "...on Murray FranklinTonight -- Pleese Watch!"CLOSE ON STUFFING THE NOTE AND ALL OF RANDALL'S MONEY into an envelope--TURNING ENVELOPE OVER, WRITING "SOFI" on the front.INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - LATE AFTERNOONFOLLOWING BEHIND ARTHUR, walking down the hallway as if in slow motion, heading for Sophie's apartment. His dyed green hair now slicked back.He's wearing an ill-fitting rust colored suit.STILL FROM BEHIND, he lays the envelope in front of Sophie's door, then pulls something else out of his pocket -- his body obscuring what it is -- puts it down by her door and leaves.78.     As he walks away down the hallway, we see what else Arthur left behind--HIS MAGIC WAND OF FLOWERS, at Sophie's door. Hold.INT. ELEVATOR, HALLWAY - LATE AFTERNOONFROM BEHIND ARTHUR STEPPING ONTO THE ELEVATOR, TURNING TO FACE US AS THE DOOR STARTS TO CLOSE, FINALLY REVEALING HIS LOOK--Green hair slicked back like one of the Wall Street assholes he killed... White grease paint smeared over his face... red nose painted on... blue peaks over and under his eyes... his mother's red lipstick crudely outlining his smiling mouth... Under the harsh flickering fluorescent lights, he looks like an insane version of his mask.Ding. And as the door closes on his new face, again we HEAR the banging opening of Gary Glitter's "Rock n' Roll" but this time it's "Part 2", the instrumental version--EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - LATE AFTERNOONARTHUR, NOW "JOKER" DANCING HIS WAY DOWN THE LONG STAIRCASE, doing his own Bill "Bojangles" Robinson stair dance... Skipping and twirling down fours steps, dancing and singing along to the music in his head (and on the soundtrack)......Hopping back three......Shuffling on a step for a beat or two or three... Sun setting in the sky.DET. BURKE (OS) (shouting)Hey Arthur, we need to talk!Joker looks back up the staircase rising above him and sees Garrity and Burke all the way up at the top of the steps.He dances up a few steps toward the cops.. ...Pauses on the edge of a step... ...Teetering on the edge...Then turns and dances as fast as he can back down the steps and takes off running down the street--79. Way up behind him, Burke and Garrity start down the steep staircase after him--EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET, THE BRONX - CONTINUOUSJoker running like his hair is on fire past guys hanging out on the sidewalk, glances behind to see if the two cops are chasing after him--Doesn't see them yet, looks back forward and--RUNS RIGHT INTO THE BACK of a black guy walking down the street, almost running him over--THE BLACK GUY TURNS AROUND, HE'S WEARING WHITE FACE "JOKER" MAKE-UP.JOKER TURNS SLOWING DOWN WALKING BACKWARD, staring at the black guy's clown face, but before he can say or do anything, sees Burke and Garrity turning onto the sidewalk from the stairs--Joker takes off across the street, Burke and Garrity chase after him, "Rock 'n' Roll (Part 2)" still playing--EXT. SIDE ALLEY, TENEMENTS - CONTINUOUSJoker cuts through the garbage filled alley, the usual gang of kids hanging out on their fire-escape--Garrity and Burke run into the alley, the kids on the fire escape start throwing whatever shit they can find at them, hurling insults in Spanish at the cops--EXT. SIDE ALLEY, JEROME AVE - CONTINUOUSJoker darts out from the alley onto the busy avenue, the elevated train entrance down across the way on the next corners. Joker runs across the street without looking--RUNNING RIGHT IN FRONT OF AN ONCOMING YELLOW CAB--BAM!The cab hits him and Joker goes crashing into the windshield. Bounces up and over the car. Landing hard on the pavement--Joker pops back up from getting hit. He's in pain. But not dead.80. Burke has drawn his service revolver as he runs out of the alley with Garrity--Joker takes off running, limping down the street toward the entrance for the elevated train, passing a few other people dressed as clowns, some in "Joker" masks, others painted up to look like the "Joker" mask...EXT. ELEVATED TRAIN STATION, STEPS - CONTINUOUSJoker hustling up the stairs, dripping sweat, his white grease-paint running down his face, starts to slow down as he mixes in with the crowd of clowns. He gets to the top of the stairs, sees the waiting Jerome Ave/Downtown Express Train, looks back and catches a glimpse of Garrity and Burke at the bottom--EXT. PLATFORM, ELEVATED TRAIN STATION - CONTINUOUSJoker makes his way down the crowded platform, passengers starting to file on the train. It's packed with protesters heading to the rally at City Hall. Many carrying signs, most of them look like Joker, or are dressed as clowns. Joker fits in with all of them. "Rock 'n' Roll (Part 2)" ends.Joker looks through the crowd of clowns and sees the two cops getting to the top of the stairs, looking up and down the platform for him. Pulling out their badges on chains from around their necks. Identifying themselves as cops.Joker's willing the doors to close. But they don't.The two detectives run onto the train just as the doors are finally closing--INT. JEROME AVE/DOWNTOWN EXPRESS (MOVING) - CONTINUOUSJoker moves through the loud train pushing through the rowdy protesters-- Into the next car, all of them packed.AS THE TRAIN GOES UNDERGROUND, the lights flicker on and off-- car GOING BLACK FOR A FEW SECONDS as the train turns and dips and speeds down the tracks.Joker glances back at Burke and Garrity pulling out their badges on chains around their necks. Smith & Wesson service revolvers by their sides. Shouting at the crowd, identifying themselves as cops.Joker hears some on the train shouting back in anger at the police, keeps moving...81. 82. past clown-faced protesters carrying signs, "RESIST"... "AM IA CLOWN?"... "SAVE A CITY, KILL A YUPPIE"...The two cops push through the car, scanning all the "clown" faces... So many look like Joker. They just shove protesters out of the way, shouting at them all the while. A few more voices rising up in protest--Joker feels Burke and Garrity behind him getting closer. In the flickering light sees a DRUNK GUY (20's) wearing a 'Joker' mask and pulls it right off his face--The drunk guy turns ready to fight.He throws a punch at Joker, and Joker steps out of the way--The guy pummels someone else--A FIGHT BREAKS OUT, spilling down the car.Joker slips the clown mask over his clown face--AND JUST STANDS THERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CHAOS, at home with the mayhem all around him--Garrity and Burke spot Joker's rust colored suit in the middle of the unruly mob--Burke pulls his gun--DET. BURKE (shouting)EVERYBODY DOWN, GOTHAM PD!The crowd doesn't drop to the ground. They just keep fighting with each other--Burke sees Joker just standing there. Keeps yelling for the crowd to get down, get down, but they don't listen to him--He starts shoving protesters down, out of the way-- andAND THEN THE MOB TURNS ON HIM AND GARRITY, starts closing in around them--Garrity and Burke are pointing their guns at the crowd, yelling panicked for them to back off, back off, and one idiot reaches for Garrity's gun--Bang.Burke fires into the crowd, as the train pulls into the station--    83. A protester falls dead. The other clowns on the train gocrazy, turning on the cops.As the subway doors open, the violence spills out onto the platform, catch a glimpse of Joker walking away from the chaos. Taking off the mask and dropping it at his side as he heads up the stairs, disappearing into the crowd.EXT. NCB STUDIOS, FRANKLIN THEATER - MIDTOWN - DUSKWIDE SHOT, excited line of ticket holders waiting to get into "Live with Murray Franklin!" The poster marquee box near the door reads: "TONIGHT'S GUESTS. Lance Reynolds. Dr. Sally Friedman. And Special Guest."INT. STUDIO 4B, STAGE - FRANKLIN THEATER - NIGHTWIDE SHOT, set for "LIVE WITH MURRAY FRANKLIN!" is dark... but we can still make out his desk... the guest couch... Ellis Drane's band stand... huge multicolored curtain. Three TV monitors hang from the ceiling, facing the audience seats. Three studio cameras on the floor, black cables strewn everywhere.INT. HALLWAY, FRANKLIN THEATER - NIGHTWIDE SHOT, empty hallway.Then Murray Franklin turns the corner, walking fast toward the drab dressing rooms with his producer, GENE UFLAND (50's), who's holding the show's rundown rolled up in his hand. Murray looks a little more frayed around the edges than he did in Arthur's fantasy.GENE UFLAND--You gotta see this nut foryourself, Murray. I don't think we can put him on. With all the shit that's going on out there.MURRAY FRANKLIN (in a sour mood; annoyed)Jesus, Gene, I don't have time for this. Cindy's been breaking my balls all day.GENE UFLANDShe's still mad at you about thatthing?  MURRAY FRANKLINFour marriages, you'd think I'dafuckin' learned something. (then)What do I gotta see? I already know he's a nut. That's why we're putting him on, it's a goof.A young BLONDE INTERN walks by in the opposite direction. She nervously smiles to them and keeps walking. Both men turn and check out her ass. Murray winks at Gene.GENE UFLAND(just shakes his head, andsmiles)I'm telling you, you gotta see him, Murray. I think it's too risky, the show's too big. It's worth too much to blow it on this,-- this freak.INT. DRESSING ROOM, FRANKLIN THEATER - CONTINUOUSJoker's sitting on a small couch in the cramped dressing room, watching the local news on a TV that's mounted up on the wall, live shots from the subway station where Burke shot the protestor, footage of the City Hall rally, clashes with police.He's cleaned himself up as best he could... white grease- paint smeared more evenly over his face, green dyed hair slicked back in place. Red lips redone.Murray and his producer Gene open the dressing room door without knocking--Joker gets up off the couch and goes to shake Murray's hand. Murray pauses when he sees Joker's face.JOKER(shakes Murray's hand;effusive) Murray,--GENE UFLAND It's Mr. Franklin, buddy.MURRAY FRANKLINOh shut up, Gene. Who gives a shit.84.    JOKERThanks, Murray. I feel like I knowyou,-- I've been watching you forever. My mother never missed a show.Murray nods not listening, he's heard this before.MURRAY FRANKLINSo what's with the face? Are youpart of the protests?JOKERNo, I don't believe in any of that.I don't believe in anything. I just thought it would be good for my act.GENE UFLAND (upset)Your act? Did you hear what happened on the subway? Some clown got killed.Joker looks like he's about to bust out laughing. All of that news is playing out on the TV behind him. He takes a deep breath. Swallows the laugh.Beat.JOKER No. I hadn't heard.GENE UFLAND (turns to Murray)-- the audience is gonna go crazy if you put him on. It was okay maybe for a bit, but not a whole segment.Murray thinks about it for a beat.MURRAY FRANKLINNo. I think it works. We're gonnago with it.Gene rubs his temples, he doesn't like this, but Murray is the boss.JOKER Thank you, Murray.85. MURRAY FRANKLIN (flashes his bemusedsmile; condescending)Couple rules though,-- No cursing, no off-color material, we do a clean show, okay? You'll be on after Dr. Sally. Someone will come and get you. Good?Joker nods good. Smiles back at Murray.Murray and Gene turn to go, exchanging smirks with each other as they walk out, making light of Joker who we see behind them still standing there.JOKERHey Murray,-- one small thing? Whenyou bring me out, can you introduce me as “Joker”?Murray and Gene look back at himGENE UFLANDWhat? You don’t want to use yourreal name?JOKERHonestly, I don't even know what myreal name is.Joker smiles, the guys can't tell if he's kidding or not.JOKERBesides, that's what you called meon the show, Murray. A joker. Remember?MURRAY FRANKLIN (to Gene; trying not tocrack up) Did I?GENE UFLAND I have no idea.MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns back to Joker)Well, if you say so, kid. Joker it is.Murray starts to laugh at Joker as he closes the dressing room door, shutting it right in his face.CUT TO:86. INT. BACKSTAGE, BEHIND CURTAIN - STUDIO 4B - NIGHTJOKER'S BACKSTAGE AT THE EDGE OF THE CURTAIN, trying to watch the show through a slim gap. Behind him there's a monitor on a cart playing the live feed.He moves the curtain aside to get a better look-- Glimpses Murray laughing, finishing up talking to noted sex therapist DR. SALLY FRIEDMAN (60's), sitting next to Barry O'Donnell.MURRAY FRANKLIN-- I'll try it, but I'm not sure mywife will let me do it. Maybe my next wife.The audience laughs.MURRAY FRANKLIN (laughs; to Dr. Sally)Will you stick around? You gotta see our next guest for yourself. I'm pretty sure he could use a doctor.DR. SALLY FRIEDMANOh. Does he have sexual problems?MURRAY FRANKLINHe looks like he's got a lot ofproblems. Another big laugh.MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns, looks into camera)Alright folks, don't go anywhere. We'll be right back.APPLAUSE SIGN LIGHTS UP. Everyone claps. Joker keeps watching Murray through the slim gap at the end of the curtain. Hears the FLOOR MANAGER shout, "And we're out. Back in three."Joker adjusts the gun in the waist of his pants. Takes a deep breath.INT. DIRECTOR'S BOOTH, STUDIO 4B - NIGHTPerched one story above the studio. There's a long console where the DIRECTOR sits in front of a gooseneck microphone, looking over a double-bank of monitors.87.   Sitting next to him are the ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR who times the show, and the TECHNICAL DIRECTOR who operates the board. The monitor showing the live feed is playing a commercial.ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR Back in 30 seconds.DIRECTOROkay, cue the clip. We'll come toit straight out of break.ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR Five... Four... Three...DIRECTORRoll clip. Put up the show graphic.ON THE SHOW MONITOR, video of Joker's original stand-up performance comes up with the show's graphic in the lower right of the screen.INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSON THE SET, Murray watches the clip on the monitor above his desk, can't help but laugh. Sees the FLOOR MANAGER counting him down silently with her fingers... Three... Two... points to Camera One.MURRAY FRANKLIN (looking into camera)O-kay, you may have seen that clip of our next guest when we first played it a couple weeks ago. Now before he comes out, I just want to say that we're all heartbroken at what's going on in the city tonight. But, this is how he wanted to come out, and honestly I think we could all use a good laugh. So, please welcome-- Joker.BEHIND THE SHIMMERING MULTICOLORED CURTAIN, Joker gathers himself, ready for his moment. Doesn't hear his introduction or see a STAGEHAND pull open the curtain for him to go out--ON SET, THE CURTAIN'S OPEN, Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra are playing Joker on. He doesn't come out. Murray looks over to the empty space in the curtain.The audience laughs.BEHIND THE CURTAIN, Joker sees the stagehand motioning for him to go out on stage.88. Joker starts out, pausing when he takes a step into the bright lights. The stagehand doesn't see him stop, and drops the curtain back on Joker before the audience can really see his face--Tangling Joker up in the curtain.The audience keeps laughing thinking it's part of his act. The band keeps playing him on. Joker untangles himself from the curtain and the audience gets a good look at him.Some continue laughing. A few boo. Most don't know what to make of him.Joker walks across the stage, forgetting to wave like he practiced. He trips over the riser surrounding the set when he goes to shake Murray's hand. Almost falls on him.Murray tries not to crack up. The audience laughs. Thinks it's part of Joker's act.Joker reaches out to hug Dr. Sally as she goes in for a handshake. Another awkward moment. More laughs.Barry O'Donnell stands there with his hands up, as if to say "what about me?"Joker ignores him and just sits down next to Murray. Crosses and uncrosses his legs. Can't get comfortable. Murray shakes his head.MURRAY FRANKLINSo, ahhh, thanks for coming on theshow. But I gotta tell ya, with what happened at City Hall today, I'm sure many of our viewers here, and at home, might find this look of yours in poor taste.Joker's not listening to Murray. He's mesmerized by all the lights shining on him... all the eyes on him... he doesn't answer Murray.Nervous laughter from the audience.MURRAY FRANKLIN (tries again)So... can you tell us why you're dressed like this? A lot of protesters are going with this look, right? City seems to be full of clowns these days.A long uncomfortable beat.89. JOKER(glances at the studioaudience; awkward) Yeah. Isn't it great?INT. DIRECTOR'S BOOTH, STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSDead silence in the booth, everybody's just staring at the monitors.TECHNICAL DIRECTOR (looks to the director)This guy's got nothing.DIRECTOR(hits the producer's talkbutton; into the mic)Gene, what the hell? You wanna kill this?INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - CONTINUOUSMurray glances over at his producer Gene Ufland, who's sitting off-camera on a director's chair by a monitor. Gene shrugs at him.MURRAY FRANKLIN (smiles; trying to savethe interview)So when we talked earlier, you mentioned that you aren't political. That this look isn't a political statement.JOKERThat's right. I'm not political,Murray. I'm just trying to make people laugh.MURRAY FRANKLIN (beat; smiles)How's that goin' for ya?The studio audience laughs at Joker. Joker doesn't answer Murray, just smiles to himself.MURRAY FRANKLIN (trying not to laugh)Have you been working on any newmaterial? Do you want to tell us a joke now?90. The audience claps, egging Joker on to tell a joke. Joker reaches into his jacket pocket and--Pulls out his worn notebook. Looks through it, sees Bruce Wayne's photo, pauses for a moment then turns the page. Finds the joke--JOKER (reading)Okay. Here's one. Knock-knock. MURRAY FRANKLINAnd you had to look that up?Studio audience laughs.JOKER(nods; reads it again)I want to get it right. Knock knock.Murray makes a face like, "Okay, I’ll go along with this."MURRAY FRANKLIN Who’s there?Joker looks up from his notebook-- Sees the audience looking back at him, waiting for the punchline.Decides to finish the joke--JOKERIt's the police, ma'am. Your sonhas been hit by a drunk driver. He's dead.A few in the audience groan. A couple even laugh.Ellis Drane plays "wha-wha-wha-whuuuuh" on his trumpet from the band stand. Barry O'Donnell clears his throat.DR. SALLY FRIEDMAN Ahhhh! No, no,-- You can not jokeabout that.MURRAY FRANKLIN (shakes his head;irritated)Yeah, that's not funny, that's not the kind of humor we do on this show.91. Murray glances over at Gene in the wings. He gives him the "wrap it up" sign.Beat.JOKER(just keeps going, on aroll)Sorry. It's been a rough few weeks, Murray. Ever since I killed those three Wall Street guys.Studio audience can't tell if he's joking or not. Murray can't either.MURRAY FRANKLIN (looks at him confused)Okay. I'm waiting for the punchline.JOKERThere is no punchline. It's not ajoke.INT. DIRECTOR'S BOOTH, STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSThe director stares at the monitor.DIRECTORDid he just confess to killing theWall Street Three?TECHNICAL DIRECTOR (horrified)Yeah. I think he did.ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR (turns to the director,nods)He definitely did.DIRECTOR Jesus Christ.(hits the camera talk button, into mic)Camera Three, get in close.ANGLE ON MONITOR, Camera Three slowly zooming in close on Joker's face.92. INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - CONTINUOUSGene Ufland motions for Murray to kill the interview. Murray shakes his head to himself. This is a big "get," it could be great television.MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns back to Joker; withgravitas)You're serious, aren't you? You're telling us you killed those three young men on the subway. Why should we believe you?JOKER (shrugs)I got nothing left to lose, Murray. Nothing can hurt me anymore. This is my fate, my life is nothing but a comedy.INT. SOPHIE'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUSSophie's sitting on her couch watching this interview play out on TV. GiGi's asleep next to her. The open envelope and the money are lying on the coffee table. No sign of the flowers anywhere.MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) Let me get this straight, you thinkkilling those guys is funny?JOKER (ON TV)Comedy is sub, subjective, isn'tthat what they say? All of you, the system that knows so much, you decide what's right or wrong. What's real or what's made up. The same way you decide what's funny or not.Sophie edges forward on the couch, can almost see a hint of agreement on her face.INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUSBack on set, we can tell by the way Murray's now interviewing Joker, talking to him slower, more thoughtfully, that he thinks this is gonna get him an Emmy... Maybe even a Peabody.93.  MURRAY FRANKLIN (beat)Okay, I think I understand. You did it to start a movement, to become a symbol.JOKERC'mon, Murray, do I look like thekind of clown who could start a movement? I killed those guys because they were awful. Everybody's awful these days. It's enough to make anyone crazy.MURRAY FRANKLINSo that's it, huh, you're crazy.That's your defense for killing three young men? Because they were mean to you?JOKERNo. They couldn't carry a tune tosave their lives.Some audible groans from the audience.JOKERWhy is everyone so upset aboutthese guys? Because Thomas Wayne went and cried about them on TV?MURRAY FRANKLINYou have a problem with ThomasWayne, too?JOKERYeah. I do. Everything comes soeasy for him.MURRAY FRANKLIN And what's wrong with that?JOKERHave you seen what it's like outthere, Murray? Do you ever actually leave this studio? Everybody just yells and screams at each other. Nobody's civil anymore. Nobody thinks what it's like to be the other guy. You think men like Thomas Wayne ever think what it's like to be a guy like me? To be anybody but themselves.(MORE)94.                     JOKER (CONT’D)(shaking his head, voice rising)They don't. They think we'll all just sit there and take it like good little boys. That we won't go wild. Well, this is for all of you out there.Joker "howls at the moon." It's fucking weird.MURRAY FRANKLINSo much self-pity, Arthur. Yousound like you're making excuses for killing three young men. Not everybody's awful.JOKER You're awful, Murray.There is no more laughter. The audience is watching this exchange with full attention.MURRAY FRANKLIN Me? How am I awful?JOKERPlaying my video, inviting me onthe show,-- You just wanted to make fun of me. You're just like the rest of them, Murray. Everything comes too easy for you.MURRAY FRANKLIN (on the spot; defensive)You don't know the first thing about me, pal. Look what happened because of what you did, what it led to. There are riots out there. Two policemen are in critical condition, someone was killed today.JOKERHow about another joke, Murray?MURRAY FRANKLINNo, I think we've had enoughof your jokes--JOKERWhat do you get when youcross a mentally-ill loner with a system that abandons him and treats him like trash?95. JOKER (pulling the gun)I'll tell you what you get. You get what you fucking deserve,--And as Murray Franklin turns, JOKER SHOOTS THE SIDE OF MURRAY'S HEAD OFF--Blood splatters all over the back of the set. Some spraying in Joker's face. AUDIENCE SCREAMS! Dr. Sally dives for the floor. Barry O'Donnell reaches over her to try and save Murray--INT. SOPHIE'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUSSophie screams and jumps to her feet horrified! Waking up GiGi who starts to cry when she sees what's on television--ANGLE ON TELEVISION, Joker gets up and walks right up to the camera. Blood sprayed over his white painted face. Hear the studio audience still screaming, bedlam all around him.JOKER (ON TV) (looks straight intocamera; screams Murray'ssignature sign off)GOOD NIGHT AND ALWAYS REMEMBER,-- THAT'S LIFE!And as Joker waves goodbye to the home audience, a black & white "INDIAN-HEAD TEST PATTERN" playing HERB ALPERT's "Spanish Flea" cuts off the show--"PLEASE STAND BY"CUT TO:INDIAN-HEAD TEST PATTERN IN THE MIDDLE/BOTTOM HALF OF THE SCREEN... A NEWS BULLETIN SPLIT INTO THE RIGHT/BOTTOM HALF... REST OF THE FRAME BLACK...A solemn WGC ANCHORMAN (50's) sits behind the news desk. We still hear "Spanish Flea" playing...WGC ANCHORMANGood evening. Breaking news,--Popular TV talk show host, Murray Franklin, was shot dead tonight on the live telecast of his program by one of his guests.96.  THE SCREEN SPLITS AGAIN, MIDDLE OF ANOTHER NEWS BROADCAST LEFT/BOTTOM HALF...Middle of a clip of Joker shooting Murray Franklin on the show, screaming into the camera, then getting tackled down to the ground, hear an IBN ANCHORWOMAN (40's) talking over the video.97. IBN ANCHORWOMAN (VO) -- the man, who was introduced by Franklin as "Joker", is currently under arrest.WGC ANCHORMAN (continuing)Warning, the following video is graphic and may be disturbing to some of you.THREE MORE SPLIT SCREENS APPEAR ACROSS THE TOP OF THE BLACK FRAME ONE RIGHT AFTER ANOTHER, LEFT/TOP A REPORTER IN FRONT OF A CROWD AT THE NCB STUDIOS... MIDDLE/TOP RAW FOOTAGE OF THE RIOTING AND LOOTING... AND RIGHT/TOP AN ANC NEWS REPORTER ON THE STREET...  NCB NEWS REPORTERJust minutes ago, police led the suspect handcuffed out of the studio. When asked why he did it, he just laughed and said he didn't understand the question.ANC NEWS REPORTER (shouting; breathless)Looting and rioting have intensified here after the Franklin shooting. More people pouring into the streets, many wearing clown masks. And as you see, Gotham is burning.Right/bottom split screen they show the shooting from multiple angles, slowed-down... Left/bottom they cut to the IBN Anchorwoman sitting behind the desk... In the middle, the "Indian-Head Test Pattern" keeps playing...IBN ANCHORWOMAN (continuing)The man said he meant no harm. Again, Murray Franklin dead tonight, killed live on the set of his own show.WGC ANCHORMAN (VO) (continuing)After he was arrested, he told police officials, that he meant nothing by it, that it was merely just a punchline to a joke.ALL SIX SPLIT-SCREENS PLAYING AT ONCE, "Spanish Flea" on a loop, a cacophony of noise, competing video of Joker shooting Murray interspersed with footage of rioting and fires, "Indian-Head Test Pattern" the only constant. It's enough to drive anybody crazy--CUT TO: INT. GOTHAM SQUAD CAR (MOVING), GOTHAM STREETS - NIGHTDEAD SILENCE. JOKER GAZING OUT THE WINDOW, at all the violence and madness in the city. We only see it in the reflection of the glass... the fires burning... the mob crowding the streets. Joker's handcuffed in the back of the squad car moving slowly through the rioting, sirens wailing, red lights flashing, blood still splattered on his face.AND HE STARTS TO LAUGH. It's not his affliction, he just finds it all so hilarious.POLICE OFFICER #1 (OS) Stop laughing, you freak. Thisisn't funny.AND JOKER JUST LAUGHS HARDER--POLICE OFFICER #2 (glancing at Joker in theback seat)Yeah, the whole fucking city's on fire cause of what you did.JOKER STOPS LAUGHING AND LEANS FORWARD, FACE PRESSED AGAINST THE GRATE--JOKERI know. Isn't it beautiful.AND BEFORE THE OFFICERS CAN ANSWER THE SQUAD CAR GETS HIT BY A SCREAMING AMBULANCE SPEEDING LIGHTS FLASHING DOWN A CROSS STREET--VIOLENTLY CRASHING INTO JOKER'S SIDE, Joker flying like a rag doll crashing against the opposite door, glass spraying--BOTH COPS BANGING AGAINST THE DASHBOARD AND DOORS, bones breaking, screaming in pain and terror--THE SQUAD CAR GETS PUSHED INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC, A yellow cab headed straight for it, swerves right to avoid, clipping the front end of the squad car and flipping onto its side.THE SQUAD CAR COMES TO A STOP in the middle of all the chaos, ambulance lights still flashing, fires burning--Nobody inside the wreckage moves. Glass and twisted metal everywhere. Through the broken window looks like TWO MEN IN CLOWN MASKS getting out of the ambulance--ANGLE ON JOKER, head slumped to the side, face and mouth cut up and bleeding, blood smearing his dyed green hair.98.     He looks dead. And we HEAR the soft and familiar opening to FERRANTE & TEICHER's piano version of "Send in the Clowns"...SUDDENLY HANDS REACH INTO THE BACK OF THE SQUAD CAR, hands grabbing Joker's body, pulling him out--CUT TO:EXT. MOVIE THEATER, STREET - UPTOWN - NIGHTA LIMOUSINE ON FIRE SLOWLY ROLLS THROUGH FRAME as if in slow- motion, we pan with it to--A WELL-HEELED CROWD LETTING OUT OF A MOVIE THEATER, coming upon the car on fire, realizing the violence has reached here, the nice part of town... Gangs of punks wearing clown masks running past, breaking car windows, sirens wailing... Catch a glimpse of the lit up marquee listing the films playing, "Blow Out" and "Zorro the Gay Blade". Hear "Send in the Clowns" still playing...FROM BEHIND SEE A SILHOUETTED COUPLE AND THEIR KID hurry down the dark side of the street, ducking into an alley to avoid the chaos--Catch a glimpse of a punk in a "Joker" mask following after them pulling a gun--EXT. ALLEY, MOVIE THEATER - CONTINUOUSFROM BEHIND, FAMILY IN THE SHADOWS see the guy's eyes go wide behind the mask, pointing his gun, music swelling--PUNK (shouting)Hey Wayne! You get what you fucking deserve.And the punk shoots the man. Reaches out and grabs something off the woman's neck before he shoots her as well. Both fall to the ground dead. Revealing their young son standing behind them--CLOSE ON EIGHT-YEAR-OLD BRUCE WAYNE, closing his eyes as blood sprays across his face. He opens his eyes and looks up scared at the man in the "Joker" mask who killed his parents, Thomas and Martha Wayne.CUT BACK TO:99.  EXT. SQUAD CAR (CRASHED), STREET - NIGHTFROM ABOVE, JOKER LAID OUT ON THE HOOD, arms spread, his hands uncuffed, a crowd has started to form around the wreckage, checking out his broken body--ANGLE ON JOKER, A CROOKED SMILE PLASTERED ON HIS FACE, laughing, coughing up blood. The crowd steps back in surprise. Joker stumbles to his feet, standing up on the hood of the car--Looks out at the city burning all around him... the crowd at his feet stunned that's he's alive... And over it all, Joker HEARS A STUDIO AUDIENCE APPLAUDING...He raises a hands above his head, does a little dance move and the CROWD GOES CRAZY--CLOSE ON JOKER, tears in his eyes from all the pain and suffering, still he keeps smiling as he wipes his bloody handfrom one cheek across his a wide blood-soaked smile how fucking happy he is--He is the Joker.A long beat.HEAR LAUGHTER.The sound of a man totally cracking up.mouth to his other cheek, smearing across his face so they can all see100. INT. ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL, INTERVIEW ROOM - MORNINGCLOSE ON JOKER, tears in his eyes from laughing so hard. Still smiling. His head's been shaved, he's wearing white institutional clothes. He looks medicated or maybe even lobotomized.He's sitting across from an overworked HOSPITAL DOCTOR (50's), African American woman. Somehow it's the exact same room Joker imagined his mother was in some 30 years ago. The room and the doctor also look vaguely similar to the social worker and her office in the opening scene.The doctor just sits there, waiting for him to stop laughing. A weathered notebook is on the table in front of him. Finally, Joker stops himself.CUT TO BLACK.FADE IN:  HOSPITAL DOCTOR What's so funny?He takes a deep breath, his eyes are glazed over. His voice is scratchy, like he doesn't use it much. But the smile never leaves his crooked lips.Beat.JOKER--just thinking of this joke.HOSPITAL DOCTORDo you want to tell it to me?JOKERYou wouldn't get it.The doctor writes something down in her notes.HOSPITAL DOCTOR How are you feeling?JOKERGood. Everything's good now.HOSPITAL DOCTORHave you been keeping up with yourjournal? Joker slowly nods.HOSPITAL DOCTORGreat. Have you been writing aboutwhat happened? About your episode?JOKER How I remember it.HOSPITAL DOCTOR (re: the journal)May I see?Joker slides his journal across to her. She picks it up and flips through the pages--ANGLE ON JOURNAL, blank page after blank page, there's nothing inside of it.The doctor looks up at him confused. Beat.101.  ANGLE ON JOKER, his smile creeping wider across his face. And we HEAR the groovy organ opening to FRANK SINATRA's anthem "That's Life"...Beat.INT. HALLWAY, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNINGFrom behind, see Joker shuffling down the long hallway past all the other mental patients. Sinatra starts singing...And Joker does a slide step to the music like he can hear it too... into a skip... and another slide step into a spin... Dancing down the hallway into the sunset..."That's Life" keeps playing over credits.IRIS OUT:102.

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1 DECEMBER 2018 FINAL SHOOTING SCRIPT
JOKER an origin
written by
Todd Phillips & Scott Silver

This story takes place in its own universe. It has no connection to any of the DC films that have come before it.
We see it as a classic Warner Bros. movie. Gritty, intimate and oddly funny, the characters live in the real world and the stakes are personal.
Although it is never mentioned in the film, this story takes place in the past.
Let's call it 1981.
It's a troubled time. The crime rate in Gotham is at record highs. A garbage strike has crippled the city for the past six weeks. And the divide between the "haves" and the "have- nots" is palpable. Dreams are beyond reach, slipping into delusions.
TP/SS
ii

HEAR LAUGHTER.
The sound of a man totally cracking up.
INT. DEPT. OF HEALTH, OFFICE - MORNING
OVER BLACK:
FADE IN:
CLOSE ON ARTHUR (30's), tears in his eyes from laughing so hard. He's trying to get it under control. His greasy, black hair hanging down over his forehead. He's wearing an old, faded green cardigan sweater, a threadbare gray scarf, thin from years of use, hangs loosely around his neck.
He's sitting across from an overworked SOCIAL WORKER (50's), African American. Her office is cramped and run-down in a cramped and run-down building. Stacks of folders piled high in front of her.
She just sits behind her desk, waiting for his laughing fit to end, she's been through this before. Finally it subsides.
Arthur takes a deep breath, pauses to see if it's over. Beat.
ARTHUR
--is it just me, or is it getting
crazier out there?
Despite the laughter, there's real pain in his eyes.
Something broken in him. Looks like he hasn't slept in days.
Beat.
SOCIAL WORKER
It's certainly tense. People are
upset, they're struggling. Looking for work. The garbage strike seems like it's been going on forever. These are tough times.
(then)
How 'bout you. Have you been keeping up with your journal?
ARTHUR Everyday.
SOCIAL WORKER
Great. Did you bring it with you?

Beat.
ARTHUR (dodging the subject)
I'm sorry. Did I bring what?
SOCIAL WORKER (impatient; she doesn't
have time for this)
Arthur, last time I asked you to bring your journal with you. For these appointments. Do you have it?
ARTHUR Yes ma'am.
SOCIAL WORKER Can I see it?
He reluctantly reaches into the pocket of his jacket hanging on the chair behind him. Pulls out a weathered notebook. Slides it across to her--
ARTHUR
I've been using it as a journal,
but also a joke diary. Funny thoughts or, or observations-- Did I tell you I'm pursuing a career in stand-up comedy?
She's half-listening as she flips through his journal.
SOCIAL WORKER No. You didn't.
ARTHUR I think I did.
She doesn't respond, keeps flipping through his journal--
PAGES AND PAGES OF NOTES, neat, angry-looking handwriting. Also, cut out photos from hardcore pornographic magazines and some crude handmade drawings.
A flash of anger crosses Arthur's face--
ARTHUR
I didn't realize you wanted to read
it.
The social worker gives him a look, then reads something in the pages that gives her pause--
2.

SOCIAL WORKER (reading out loud)
"I just hope my death makes more cents than my life."
She looks up at Arthur. He just stares back. Lets it hang out there for a beat.
Then he laughs a little, even though he doesn't think it's funny--
ARTHUR
Yeah. I mean, that's just--
SOCIAL WORKER
Does my reading it upset you?
He leans in.
ARTHUR
No. I just,-- some of it's
personal. You know?
SOCIAL WORKER
I understand. I just want to make
sure you're keeping up with it.
She slides his journal back to him. He holds it in his lap.
SOCIAL WORKER
How does it feel to have to come
here? Does it help having someone to talk to?
ARTHUR
I think I felt better when I was
locked up, in the hospital.
SOCIAL WORKER
And have you thought more about why
you were “locked up?"
ARTHUR
Well I suppose I was mentally ill.
SOCIAL WORKER How’s that?
ARTHUR
Well my mother thought I was
mentally ill, so she had me committed.
3.

SOCIAL WORKER Did you feel mentally ill?
ARTHUR
They’ve been saying that since I
was little. So who knows. Long pause.
ARTHUR
I was wondering if you could ask
the doctor to increase my medication.
The social worker ruffles through some papers--
Beat.
SOCIAL WORKER
Arthur, you’re on seven different
medications. Surely they must be doing something.
ARTHUR
I just don’t want to feel so bad
anymore.
And we HEAR "TEMPTATION RAG" playing on a broken down piano--
EXT. GOTHAM SQUARE, MIDTOWN - AFTERNOON - DAYS LATER
CLOSE ON ARTHUR, NOW DRESSED UP AS A CLOWN, painted white face... Wide red smile outlined in black around his mouth... Bulbous red nose... Bald cap with two patches of frizzy green hair sticking out over the ears, little bowler hat... Too- tight buttoned jacket... Baggy pants and oversized colored shoes. This is his job.
PULLING OUT, we see he's holding a sign in front of Kenny's Music Shop that reads, "EVERYTHING MUST GO!" A banner above the store reads, "GOING OUT OF BUSINESS!" Behind him, an OLD MAN plays an old piano on the busy street, garbage bags piled everywhere.
Arthur's doing a little Charlie Chaplin like performance to the music, twirling the sign, bringing attention to the sale. He's pretty good, feeling the music in his bones, light on his feet. Still most people walk right past, ignoring him.
ARTHUR SEES A GROUP OF BOYS pointing at him from down the street, laughing at him... One of the boys throws an empty Coke can at Arthur as they get close... Arthur holds up the sign like a shield, Coke can bouncing off it--
4.

The boys walk up on Arthur... He tries ignoring them, keeps dancing to the old ragtime, holding up the sign as they surround him... One of the kids knocks the sign out of Arthur's hands--
The other kids crack up. Arthur bends over to pick up his sign and... Kicks it... Attempts to pick it up again and... Kicks it again... It's a bit.
Arthur bends over a third time to pick up the sign and... One of the boys kicks him right in the ass--
Arthur falls face first onto the sidewalk. Oddly, the old man playing the piano picks up the pace of the music--
The kids crack up. One of the boys grabs Arthur's sign and takes off running across the street--
The other kids follow, weaving through traffic--
Arthur gets up and gives chase. He needs his sign back.
He almost gets hit by a taxi, spinning out of the way just in time-- Spinning right into another taxi that stops just short of hitting him.
Arthur keeps running through traffic. People stare. A clown barreling down the street has got to be a joke--
EXT. CORNER, ALLEY - GOTHAM SQUARE - CONTINUOUS
The five boys are booking it down the busy street laughing and whooping it up. At the last second they take a sharp right turn down an alley--
Arthur almost overshoots the corner, slip-sliding in his oversized shoes--
He rights himself and heads down after them-- Sees them running up ahead--
WHAP! Out of nowhere Arthur gets hit in the face! He falls to the ground.
One of the kids was hiding behind a dumpster and hit Arthur with the "EVERYTHING MUST GO!" sign, splintering it in two--
The other kids turn back and walk up to Arthur down on the ground.
5.

Arthur reaches out, still trying to save the sign--
THE KIDS START KICKING AND BEATING THE SHIT out of Arthur. It's brutal and vicious. Nobody on the street stops to help.
CLOSE ON ARTHUR'S CLOWN FACE, down on the ground. Sweat running down his face, smearing his make-up. Doesn't even look like he's in pain. He just takes the beating. Arthur's good at taking a beating.
That stupid smile painted on his face.
TITLE:
JOKER
INT. CITY BUS (MOVING) - HEADING UPTOWN - LATE AFTERNOON
Arthur sitting in the back of a crowded bus, looking out the window at the city passing him by... his make-up's washed off, still see some white grease-paint smudged on the sides of his face.
He feels somebody staring, turns OLD BOY, face puffy from crying, back at him. His mother's facing behind you can tell she's angry.
to see a sad-eyed THREE-YEAR- sitting on his knees looking forward, but even from
Arthur doesn't know where to look, feeling self-conscious and small. He gets back into "character" smiling like a clown and covers his face with his hands-- Starts playing the peek-a- boo game with him.
The boy stares back at him for a moment then giggles--
WOMAN ON BUS (turns back to Arthur;
already annoyed)
Can you please stop bothering my kid?
ARTHUR
I wasn't bothering him, I was--
WOMAN ON BUS (interrupts)
Just stop.
AND SUDDENLY ARTHUR STARTS TO LAUGH. LOUD. He covers his mouth trying to hide it-- Shakes his head, laughter pausing for a moment, but then it comes on stronger. His eyes are sad. It actually looks like the laughter causes him pain.
6.

People on the bus are staring. The little boy looks like he's going to cry again.
WOMAN ON BUS You think that's funny?
Arthur shakes his head no, but he can't stop laughing. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a small card. Hands it to the woman.
CLOSE ON THE CARD, it reads: "Forgive my laughter. I have a
condition (more on back)"
She turns the card over and there is a bunch of information in small writing--
"It's a medical condition causing sudden, frequent, uncontrollable laughter that doesn’t match how you feel. It can happen in people with a brain injury or certain
neurological conditions."
She doesn't read it (but if you freeze frame the movie you could). She just shakes her head annoyed and throws the card on the ground.
Arthur laughs harder. Tears running down his face.
Not wanting to attract any more attention to himself, he covers his mouth with his threadbare scarf, trying to muffle the laughter--
EXT. THE BRONX, STREET - SUNSET
The bus pulls away, sun almost gone.
Arthur heads slowly limping down the litter-covered streets. Garbage is piled along the sidewalks, the air thick with smog creates a haze over everything.
The streets are crowded with the poor, the elderly and disenfranchised. Women with children in busted strollers. Homeless people sleeping on subway grates. Stray dogs. His is one of the few white faces.
Arthur makes his way into a run-down drug store, behind him two drunks fight on the corner, beating the shit out of each other. Arthur, and nobody else for that matter, pays them any attention.
No one here gives a shit.
7.

EXT. SIDE ALLEY, TENEMENTS - EARLY DUSK
Arthur cuts through a garbage filled alley behind decaying apartment buildings. Holding a small white (prescription) bag in his hand. Tenants overhead leaning out their windows, smoking out their windows, laughing, arguing over loud music.
A BUNCH OF YOUNG KIDS HANGING OUT ON A FIRE-ESCAPE, yell down at Arthur giving him shit in Spanish.
EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - DUSK
Arthur turns from the street, looking up at a long, steep concrete stairway that seems to go up forever, cutting between two tenement buildings, graffiti tags sprayed all over the brick walls. He starts the long climb up, step-after- step-after-step-after-step...
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, LOBBY - DUSK
A shabby lobby in a building that was nice, but now it's a dump.
Arthur checks his mailbox. He's still bag in his hand.
The mailbox is empty.
once probably pretty holding the small white
INT. ELEVATOR, APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUS
Arthur steps onto the small, graffiti covered elevator, flickering fluorescent lights.
INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, FRONT DOOR - EVENING
Old apartment, worn carpet. Nothing's new inside but it's fairly neat and well-kept.
PENNY (OS) (shattering the moment)
Happy?! Did you check the mail before you came up?
ARTHUR
Yes, Ma. Nothing. No letter.
His mother, PENNY FLECK (60's), comes in all made up. She walks over and gives him a kiss on the cheek. He covers the pain from his beating the best he can-- His mother doesn't seem to notice anyway.
8.

PENNY
You sure you looked? Sometimes I
don't know where your head is.
ARTHUR
Yes I'm sure. And my head's right
here. Go lie down, I’m gonna make you some dinner, okay?
ARTHUR TEARS OPEN THE PRESCRIPTION BAG... A FLURRY OF PILL BOTTLES TUMBLE OUT ONTO THE COUNTER.
SEE HIS NAME, "ARTHUR FLECK" ON THE ORANGE PILL BOTTLES, TEMAZEPAM... PERPHENAZINE... AHENELZINE... AMITRIPTYLINE... BENZEDRINE... DIAZEPAM... MEPROBAMATE...
TAKES OUT ONE PILL FROM EACH THE TEMAZEPAM AND MEPROBAMATE BOTTLES.
INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - NIGHT
Arthur sets the food down in front of his mother lying in bed. The TV's on, playing the local news.
PENNY
He must not be getting my letters.
Arthur sits down on a small chair in front of an old vanity, table covered with his mother's make-up.
ARTHUR
It's Thomas Wayne, Mom. He's a busy
man.
PENNY
Please. I worked for that family
for years. He always had a smile for me. Least he could do is write back.
Ma, eat.
You need you are.
ARTHUR
You need to eat.
PENNY
to eat. Look how skinny
Before Arthur can say anything, his mother points to the news on the TV--
QUICK CUTS:
9.

PENNY
All day long it's more bad news.
That's all there is.
ARTHUR
Maybe you shouldn't watch so much
television.
PENNY
Thomas Wayne is our only hope.
He'll make a great mayor. Everybody says so.
ARTHUR (playful)
Everybody who? Who do you talk to?
PENNY
Well everybody on the news.
(beat)
He's the only one who can save this city. He owes it to us.
Arthur smiles for his mother as he cuts up some more of her food.
PENNY
(she pats the bed)
Come sit. It’s starting.
Arthur gets into bed with her, their nightly ritual. Stay on his face as he watches the opening to their favorite show--
BARRY O'DONNELL (OS ON TV)
From NCB Studios in Gotham City, it's "Live with Murray Franklin!" Tonight, Murray welcomes, Sandra Winger, comedian Skip Byron and the piano stylings of Yeldon & Chantel!
ANGLE ON TELEVISION, intro to "LIVE WITH MURRAY FRANKLIN!" playing--
BARRY O'DONNELL (ON TV)
Joining Murray as always, Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra. And me, I'm "that guy" Barry O'Donnell. And now, without further ado-- Murraaaaay Franklin!
10.

INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUS
SPOTLIGHT ON SHIMMERING MULTICOLORED CURTAINS PARTING, AND OUT DANCES MURRAY FRANKLIN (late 60's) doing an old soft shoe to the jazzy tune Ellis Drane is playing him out to. Audience cheering and applauding loudly for him. Murray takes a little bow, and does one or two more steps to the music...
ANGLE ON ARTHUR, clapping in the middle of the crowd. He's dressed "richer" (it's Arthur's fantasy version of himself). Everybody around him is enthusiastically applauding Murray.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (looking into the crowd)
Thank you. Glad you're here. We've got a great looking audience tonight.
Murray motions for everybody to quiet down, nodding his head in appreciation of their applause--
MURRAY FRANKLIN Wow. Thank you.
He glances up at Arthur, who is clapping wildly, squints his eyes a bit to make him out---
MURRAY FRANKLIN
Thank you.
(beat; smiling)
Who's that there? Hey Bobby, can you raise the lights for me?
The house lights come up. Murray takes a few steps downstage and points straight up at Arthur--
MURRAY FRANKLIN You there, will you stand up?
What's your name?
Arthur looks around at the people around him, and realizes
Murray's talking to him. Murray picked him out of the crowd-- Arthur gets up to his feet. He talks more here, and with more
confidence, looks more at ease than we've seen him.
ARTHUR
Hi Murray. Arthur. My name is
Arthur.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
There's something special about you
Arthur, I can tell. Where you from?
11.

ARTHUR
I live right here in the city. With
my mother.
The audience starts to giggle and laugh at him.
Murray holds up his hand, stopping them from laughing, coming to Arthur's defense--
MURRAY FRANKLIN Hold on. There's nothing funny
about that. I lived with my mother before I made it. It was just me and her. I'm that kid whose father went out for a pack of cigarettes and never came back.
Audience "awwwws" for Murray, we can hear how much empathy they have for him.
Arthur looks around at the crowd surrounding him.
ARTHUR
I know what that's like, Murray.
I've been the man of the house for as long as I can remember. I take good care of my mother.
The audience starts to applaud Arthur.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
All that sacrifice. She must love
you very much.
ARTHUR
She does. She always tells me to
smile and put on a happy face. She says that I was put here to spread joy and laughter.
MURRAY FRANKLIN What? Hold on. Can you say that
again?
ARTHUR (beaming with pride)
My mother told me I had a purpose, to bring laughter and joy to the world.
Murray Franklin nods in approval, and claps his hands loudly along with the rest of his audience, cheering for Arthur--
12.

MURRAY FRANKLIN
Wow. I like that. I like that a
lot.
INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
CUT BACK TO:
Arthur looks over at his mother lying next to him, her eyes glued to the TV, hears the studio audience applauding, blue light flickering over her face--
CUT TO:
ANGLE ON ARTHUR, listening to the audience applauding him, their applause getting louder and louder. He makes himself smile as wide as he can to show them he's happy.
Sees Murray Franklin waving for him to come down out of the crowd... First Arthur shakes his head no thanks... Sees BARRY O'DONNELL (60's), Murray's announcer, also waving him down... And Arthur finally relents and makes his way to the stage... joining Murray under the lights.
MURRAY TAKES ARTHUR'S HAND, RAISES IT ABOVE THEIR HEADS AND LEADS HIM IN TAKING A DEEP BOW... The audience goes crazy. Murray leans in and whispers something to Arthur, who laughs.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns, looks into TV
camera)
Okay, we got a big show tonight, stay tuned. We'll be right back.
Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra plays them to the commercial break... house lights go back down... cameras start moving to their next position... Murray puts an arm around Arthur, a private moment between them.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
That was great, Arthur, thanks. I
loved hearing what you had to say. Made my day.
ARTHUR
Thanks, Murray. You know I grew up
without a dad too. He left right after I was born. I don't know what I ever did to him,--
INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUS
13.

Murray pulls Arthur in closer, lowers his voice--
MURRAY FRANKLIN
Fuck him. Guy like that doesn't
deserve you, Arthur. You see all this, the lights, the show, the, the love of the audience, I'd give it all up in a heartbeat to have a son like you.
Arthur looks at Murray Franklin, tears in his eyes and Murray looks back at him and gives him a hug.
CUT TO:
INT. HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING, LOCKER ROOM - DAY
The cramped locker room of a small talent booking agency. This is where Arthur works. They "rent out" talent for parties and events. Clowns, magicians, male strippers.
Arthur takes off his shirt in front of his open locker, grimacing in pain as he moves. His body's bruised from the beating he took chasing after his sign.
You okay?
RANDALL (OS)
He turns. A fellow party clown, RANDALL (mid 50's), big bear of a know-it-all, is opening his own locker putting his dry- cleaned clown suit inside.
RANDALL
I heard about the beat down you
took. Fucking savages.
ARTHUR
It was just a bunch of kids. I
should have left it alone.
Randall searches through his messy locker, going through all the bags inside--
RANDALL
No, they'll take everything from
you if you do that, all the crazy shit out there, they're animals,--
ARTHUR (nods)
My mother says that people nowadays lack empathy.
14.

RANDALL What's empathy?
ARTHUR
It means like "feeling for other
people."
RANDALL Like sympathy?
ARTHUR
Kind of. But different.
Randall comes over, hands Arthur a brown paper bag-- Arthur looks inside, sees a GUN, a .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER.
Arthur looks back up at Randall, confused--
RANDALL
Take it. You gotta protect yourself
out there. Or you're gonna get fucked.
As Arthur stares at the gun--
ARTHUR (whispering)
Randall, I'm not supposed to have a gun.
RANDALL
Don't sweat it, Art. No one has to
know. And you can pay me back some other time. You know you're my boy.
That lands with Arthur, he smiles to himself. brown paper bag into his locker and continues dressed.
Stuffs the getting
Randall leans over and nudges Arthur, motioning to another clown, GARY (30's), a dwarf, coming into the locker room from their boss's office--
GARY
Arthur,-- Hoyt wants to see you in
his office.
Before Arthur can ask why, Randall interrupts him--
RANDALL
Hey Gary, you know what I've always
wondered?
15.

GARY
(he knows what's coming)
What?
RANDALL
Do you people call it miniature
golf or is it just golf to you?
Randall cracks up at his own dumb joke-- Gary just stares at him, this is apparently their thing. Arthur's not sure if he should laugh or not--
INT. FRONT OFFICE, HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING - DAY
Arthur still half-dressed, walks into the cramped office.
His boss, HOYT VAUGHN (60's) sits behind a metal desk. The office is a complete mess, newspapers and files litter the desk. A giant ashtray filled with cigarette butts. A calendar of booking hangs on the wall. A scribbled, jumbled mess.
ARTHUR
Hey Hoyt. Gary said you wanted to
see me?
HOYT
(without even looking up)
How's the comedy career? Are you a famous stand-up yet?
ARTHUR
Not quite. Haven't even performed
yet. Just been working my material. This business is all about fine- tuning.
Now Hoyt looks up. Takes a drag from his cigarette.
HOYT Right.
Arthur goes to sit down--
HOYT
Don't sit. This will be quick.
Arthur stops in his tracks.
HOYT
Look, I like you, Arthur. A lot of
the guys here, they think you're a freak. But I like you. I don't even know why I like you.
(MORE)
16.

HOYT (CONT’D)
I mean, you don't say much.
(beat)
It's probably that stupid laugh. It gets me every time. Kills me.
Unsure how to respond, Arthur just nods.
HOYT
But I got another complaint. And
it's starting to piss me off. Arthur takes a deep breath, and just smiles.
HOYT
Kenny's Music. The guy said you
disappeared. Never even returned his sign.
ARTHUR
No. I got jumped. Didn't you hear?
HOYT
For a sign? Bullshit. It makes no
sense, just give him his sign back. He's going out of business for god's--
ARTHUR (interrupting)
Why would I keep his sign?
HOYT (snaps)
How the fuck do I know, why does anybody do anything? Listen, if you don't return the sign I gotta take it outta your paycheck, you clear?
ARTHUR JUST LOOKS BACK AT HOYT AND KEEPS SMILING, like it hurts his face.
CUT TO:
EXT. BACK ALLEY, OUTSIDE HA-HA'S - DAY
WE'RE AT THE FAR END OF AN ALLEY, about halfway down, catch a glimpse of Arthur still half-dressed on the other side of a dumpster. From this vantage, all we can see is him furiously KICKING and STOMPING on something... or somebody.
We don't hear anything. And we can't make out what it is that he's so violently beating down.
17.

It could be a cat... a cardboard box... a homeless person... We don't know.
Arthur just continues unleashing his rage--
INT. CITY BUS (MOVING) - HEADING UPTOWN - LATE DAY
Arthur at the end of his work day, sitting in his spot toward the back of the bus.
Across the aisle from him, he's innocently watching a young couple, playfully teasing each other.
EXT. STREETS, THE BRONX - SUNSET
Arthur heading back home down the litter-covered streets like he does every night. Garbage still piled along the sidewalks, some burning in trash cans, air still thick with smog.
He's carrying the paper bag that Randall gave him.
EXT. SIDE ALLEY, TENEMENTS - EARLY DUSK
Arthur cuts through the alley, a couple of the young kids are smoking on the fire-escape.
EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - DUSK
Arthur trudging up the endless staircase, step-after-step- after-step-after--
INT. LOBBY, APARTMENT BUILDING - DUSK
Arthur checks his mailbox. Empty.
INT. ELEVATOR, APARTMENT BUILDING - DUSK
Arthur is on the elevator, as the door closes, he hears--
Wait!!
SOPHIE (OS)
He puts his foot out with some panache to stop the closing door-- He's a romantic at heart. Ding.
18.

And SOPHIE (late 20's), African-American, looking harried, tired eyes, steps onto the elevator with her 5-YEAR-OLD DAUGHTER who's holding onto a doll, talking to her mother about what she wants for her birthday.
Arthur moves to the back of the elevator--
Sophie nods thanks. The doors wheeze shut, pausing for a moment before they close--
Arthur holds his breath, hoping he doesn't start to laugh. Elevator rises, halting at first. Floors dinging.
Suddenly the elevator shudders hard, making a loud groaning sound. Flickering lights cut off, then come back on.
SOPHIE (shaking her head; to
Arthur)
This building is just so awful, isn’t it?
Arthur nods yes... he doesn't know what to say. The little girl just keeps babbling about what she wants for her birthday.
Sophie can't take it any more, looks over at Arthur and mimes blowing her head off with her finger--
Arthur's eyes go wide.
The doors open. They all step off.
Sophie grabs her daughter's hand and walks down the hall in the opposite direction of Arthur.
He just stands there for a beat. Heart beating fast.
ARTHUR
(calls out after her)
Hey-- She turns around.
And Arthur mimes blowing his head off with his finger-- Sophie doesn't know what to say, just forces a strained smile
back at him.
INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, BATHROOM - NIGHT
ARTHUR'S GIVING HIS MOM A BATH, being careful with her as he shampoos her hair.
19.

20. He fills an empty plastic container with some bath water.
ARTHUR Look up.
PENNY
Maybe the mailman's throwing them
away.
She tilts her head back and he rinses her hair with the water from the container...
ARTHUR
Mom, why are these letters so
important to you? What do you think he's gonna do?
PENNY He's gonna help us.
ARTHUR Help us how?
PENNY Get us out of here, from this place and
people.
take me away these-- these
ARTHUR
You worked for him over 30 years
ago. What makes you think he would help us?
Penny looks at him with conviction, water dripping down her face, into her eyes. She wipes it away with her hands--
PENNY
Because Thomas Wayne is a good man.
If he knew how I was living, if he saw this place, it would make him sick. I can't explain it to you any better than that.
Arthur nods. Annoyed, but not worth the argument.
ARTHUR
I don't want you worrying about
money. Everyone's been telling me they think my stand-up is ready for the big clubs. It's just a matter of time before I get a break.

Beat.
PENNY
Happy, what makes you think you
could do that?
ARTHUR What do you mean?
PENNY
I mean, don't you have to be funny
to be a comedian?
INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - LATE NIGHT
Penny is out cold in her bedroom, a half-eaten plate of food is next to her on the bed.
INT. LIVING ROOM, MOM'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
Arthur sits on the couch. The 1937 version of "Shall We Dance" is playing on the TV. He holds the .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER Randall gave him in his hand. He's never held a gun before, looks uncomfortable with it, the weight of it in his hand...
He stares at it for a moment, then points it at the black & white movie playing on TV, hand trembling a bit... Points it at the chair his mother sits on... Points it at his head.
BLAMMMMMMM!
He jumps up off the couch. What the fuck!? He looks around in a panic. His hands shaking.
He shot a hole in the wall.
PENNY (OS) (awoken by the shot)
HAPPY!? What was that? Are you okay?
ARTHUR
He quickly turns up the TV volume, A GROUP OF MEN WORKING ON A SHIP SINGING "SLAP THAT BASS" TO FRED ASTAIRE--
PENNY (OS)
THAT NOISE! DID YOU HEAR THAT
NOISE?
What?!
21.

ASTAIRE NOW SINGING AND DANCING FOR THE OTHER MEN, Arthur shouts back to his mother as he shoves the gun under the couch cushions--
ARTHUR
I'M WATCHING AN OLD WAR MOVIE.
PENNY (OS) TURN IT DOWN!
He heads for his mother's bedroom.
INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, DOORWAY - CONTINUOUS
Arthur looks in on his mom in her dark bedroom, can make out the outline of her body sitting up.
PENNY It's so loud.
ARTHUR
I know. The Americans are really
giving it to the Japs.
He walks over to Penny in the darkness. Kisses her on the forehead.
ARTHUR (softly)
I'm sorry. I'll turn it down.
INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE NIGHT
Arthur is writing in his journal. He speaks softly to himself as he writes...
ARTHUR
Why didn't Randall tell me the gun
was loaded? I could have killed someone.
(beat)
I could have killed myself.
CLOSE ON THE LAST LINE, he crosses out "could"... Writes... "should"
ARTHUR (still to himself)
I should have killed myself.
CLOSE ON ARTHUR as he crosses out something again...
22.

Beat.
ARTHUR (louder to himself)
I should kill myself.
EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - MORNING
SOPHIE AND GIGI MAKING THEIR WAY down the steep stairs, on their way to school. Sophie is dressed more conservatively than when we've previously seen her.
REVEAL, Arthur watching them from the top of the stairway, keeping his distance. He starts after them--
EXT. PUBLIC SCHOOL - MORNING
Sophie drops GiGi off at school. Arthur's watching them from a distance.
EXT. ELEVATED SUBWAY PLATFORM - MORNING
Sophie waits on the platform. Lights a cigarette.
We see Arthur, hidden behind a steel support beam-- watching her from a distance.
EXT. STREET, FINANCIAL DISTRICT - MORNING
Towering buildings crowd the sky. White collar, white businessmen in suits. Still lots of trash, but it's piled high, neatly in black bags along the sidewalk.
Arthur's hanging across the street from Gotham First National Bank as Sophie enters the building. He's just standing there watching, trying to get the nerve to go inside.
Beat.
INT. GOTHAM COMEDY CLUB, CHINATOWN - NIGHT
Arthur sitting in the middle of a dark, crowded comedy club. People on dates. Groups of friends. All here to watch the stand-up. He sits at a small table by himself, watching the act on stage.
The comic on stage is killing it. The whole room is laughing and applauding. Everyone except Arthur. He's watching. Studying. Diligently jotting down notes in his notebook.
23.

EXT. GOTHAM COMEDY CLUB, STREET - CHINATOWN - NIGHT
People are piling out of the club, onto the narrow street, jumble of lit-up signs, most glowing yellow or red. Arthur walks out alone, carrying his notebook. He sees a FLYER taped to the entrance of the club.
CLOSE ON THE FLYER, "Open mic night. Thursdays. 7pm." He rips the flyer off the wall.
INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE NIGHT
Arthur is writing in his journal. His mom is dead asleep. He opens his worn notebook. Flips to a page titled "Jokes" and starts writing--
CLOSE ON WORDS, as he slowly writes: "The worst part about having a mental illness is..."
ANGLE ON ARTHUR, pausing, thinking it over for a moment. Then he laughs to himself when he comes up with something.
CLOSE ON WORDS, coming faster now, "...that people expect you to behave as if you don't."
He hears knocking on the front door--
INT. FRONT DOOR, MOM'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
Arthur opening the door--
Sees Sophie standing there with attitude, leaning up against the door frame.
SOPHIE
Were you following me today?
24.
Beat.
SOPHIE
I thought that was you. I was
hoping you'd come in and rob the place.
ARTHUR (leans in, quietly)
I have a gun. I could come by tomorrow.
Yeah.
ARTHUR

SOPHIE (laughing)
You're so funny, Arthur.
ARTHUR
You know, I do stand-up comedy. You
should maybe come see a show sometime.
SOPHIE I could do that.
ARTHUR
Yeah?
You'll let me know when?
SOPHIE
ARTHUR
And she just turns and walks away toward her apartment--
INT. HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING, LOCKER ROOM - DAY
Arthur is putting on his make-up, using the small mirror in his locker. Behind him a couple other clowns are eating their lunch at a small table, not paying Arthur any attention.
Arthur pauses half-finished, and stares at himself for a beat. Hooks the corners of his mouth down with his index fingers, turning his mouth into the "tragedy mask" frown--
And then he pulls his fingers up, pulling them up wider and wider, stretching his smile into a grotesque parody of the "comedy mask," trying to make himself look happy, pulling his mouth so wide tears come to his eyes--
PRE-LAP SCRATCHY OLD-TIME FOLK RECORDING OF "If You're Happy and You Know It"--
"OLD TIME" VOICE (RECORD) (singing, strumming
guitar)
--if you're happy and you know it and you really want to show it, if you're happy and you know it clap your hands.
Yeah.
25.

INT. GOTHAM GENERAL HOSPITAL - CHILDREN'S WARD - LATE DAY
Arthur lip-syncing and strumming an air guitar along to the song (like a Dennis Potter musical), for a ward full of sick children. He's wearing an oversized white lab coat over his clown costume. A few nurses and doctors watch as well, song blaring from a small record player--
ARTHUR (lip-syncing)
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.
Arthur stomps his feet to the song... All the kids stomping along with the recording...
ARTHUR (lip-syncing)
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.
(stomp, stomp)
If you're happy and you know it and you really want to show it, if you're happy and you know it stomp your feet.
And Arthur stomps harder, trying to make the kids laugh and--
HIS .38 SNUB-NOSED REVOLVER slips out from the bottom of his pants, sliding across the floor--
ARTHUR STOPS SINGING, EVERYBODY LOOKS AT THE GUN as it clatters to a stop on the floor. "If You're Happy and You Know It" still playing on the record player...
EXT. PHONE BOOTH, GOTHAM GENERAL HOSPITAL - DUSK
Arthur's in a cramped graffiti-covered phone booth on a busy street corner outside Gotham General, trash piled high. He's in his street clothes, clown-face still painted on, green wig still on his head.
ARTHUR (into phone)
Hoyt, let me explain.
HOYT (OVER PHONE)
Oh, this'll be good. Please tell me
why you brought a gun into a kid's hospital?
26.

ARTHUR (into phone)
It was, it was a prop gun. It's part of my act now.
HOYT (OVER PHONE) Bullshit. What kinda clown carries
a fucking gun? Besides, Randall told me you tried to buy a .38 off him last week.
Arthur's taken aback that Randall would do that to him.
ARTHUR (into phone)
Randall told you that?
HOYT (OVER PHONE)
He was with me when the call came
in. You're a fuck up, Arthur. And a liar. You're fired.
ARTHUR (into phone)
Hoyt, please I love this job--
HOYT (OVER PHONE) Say it, Arthur.
(beat)
Let me hear you say it.
ARTHUR (into phone)
Say what?
HOYT (OVER PHONE) I'm a fuck up and I'm fired.
ARTHUR (into phone; low)
--I'm a fuck up and I'm fired.
Louder.
HOYT (OVER PHONE)
ARTHUR
(into phone; louder)
I'm a fuck up and I'm fired. The line goes dead.
27.

INT. SUBWAY (MOVING) - NIGHT
ARTHUR SITTING ON THE SUBWAY CONTEMPLATING WHAT JUST WENT DOWN, face still painted, his clown gear in a shopping bag on the seat next to him, green wig on his lap.
Subway car near empty. Arthur's sitting across from a lonely- looking MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN, there's also a YOUNG WOMAN (late 20's) reading a book at the far end.
Arthur glances at the Middle-Aged Woman, maybe trying to make a connection, but the woman doesn't even notice him as the train comes to a stop, her head's somewhere else--
The woman gets off the train, and THREE WALL STREET GUYS get on. They're loud and obnoxious, clearly drunk. One of them is eating some french fries out of a greasy McDonald's bag. He flops down on the bench across from the young woman, and checks her out. The other two guys start getting into it with each other--
WALL STREET #1
--I'm telling you, she wanted my
number. We should have just stayed. The train starts moving again...
WALL STREET #2
You're dreaming, man. She wasn't
interested-- at all.
WALL STREET #1
Are you nuts? Did you see how close
we were dancing!? She was in love, bro.
He starts dancing a bit with himself, mimicking what he remembers. Wall Street #2 takes a swig from the brown bag he is carrying.
WALL STREET #2
She couldn't wait to get away from
you.
Arthur's watching them closely, impressed by their confidence and easy-going camaraderie.
WALL STREET #1 (to the third guy)
Ryan, am I crazy? Tell him what you saw.
28.

But the third Wall Street guy isn't paying his friends any attention. He has his eyes set on the young woman sitting across from him, reading her book.
WALL STREET #3 (to the girl)
Hey. You want some french fries?
He holds out his McDonald's bag and shakes it to get her attention. The other two share a look. Arthur watches from his seat.
WALL STREET #3
Hello? I'm talking to you. You want
some fries?
She looks up and shakes her head, polite smile.
YOUNG WOMAN No thank you.
The other two guys crack up at this apparent blow-off. The third Wall Street guy shakes his head, embarrassed, and starts softly flinging fries at the young woman.
WALL STREET #3
You sure? They're really good.
She just buries her face deeper in her book--
WALL STREET #2
Don't ignore him. He's being nice
to you.
One of the french fries lands in her hair. She looks down toward Arthur, looking to see if he's going to do something or say something--
Arthur just sits there nervous. Not sure what to do, or even if he wants to do anything at all.
AND HE JUST BURSTS OUT LAUGHING. He covers his mouth with his wig as they continue to harass the woman.
They all look over-- What the fuck is this clown laughing at? WALL STREET #1
Something funny, asshole?
With their attention diverted, the young woman rushes out through the door between subway cars, glancing back at Arthur before she goes--
29.

WALL STREET #3 (shouts after her)
BITCH!
He laughs even harder through his green wig. The Wall Street guys turn to him sitting by himself at the end of the car--
Arthur sees them staring. Looks down at the ground, hand still covering his mouth, face turning red. Subway swaying, lights flickering on and off.
Beat.
One of the guys heads down the car toward Arthur, starts singing "Send in the Clowns" as he approaches--
WALL STREET #1 (singing)
Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here, at last on the ground You in mid-air
Send in the clowns.
The others crack up and follow after him. The guy plops down next to Arthur, puts his arm around his shoulder as he sings--
ARTHUR
(shakes his head, stifling
the laughter) Please. Don't.
WALL STREET #1 (continues singing to him)
Isn't it bliss?
Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around, One who can't move.
Arthur starts to get up-- The lead guy pulls him back down.
WALL STREET #1
Where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns.
As he finishes the song, Arthur's laughing fit is coming to an end. One of the other guys sits down on the other side of him. He's now sandwiched in between them--
WALL STREET #2
So tell us, buddy. What's so
fucking funny?
30.

ARTHUR
Nothing. I have a condition--
Arthur reaches into his shopping bag to get one of his "Forgive my laughter" cards, the third guy sees him reaching and tries to grab the bag from him---
Arthur pulls on it--
ARTHUR
No. It's just my stuff. I don't
have anything.
The guy rips the bag from his hand--
WALL STREET #3 I'll tell you what you have,
asshole.
Arthur gets up from between them to go two guys are cracking up.
WALL STREET #3 You want it back? Here--
Arthur reaches out to grab the bag--
And the guy tosses it over his head to Keeping it away from Arthur.
grab his bag back. The
one of his friends.
Three guys in suits tossing a shopping bag around, playing 'monkey in the middle' with a clown AND WE HEAR the drum roll opening to BOBBY SHORT singing "Send in the Clowns" Live at the Café Carlyle.
Arthur keeps trying to catch his bag until suddenly--
WHAP! Out of nowhere one of the guys punches him hard in the face.
Arthur goes down as if in slow motion. Blood coming from his nose. He tries to get up, but his feet slip from under him and he falls back down--
WALL STREET #1 Stay down you freak.
And the third Wall Street guy starts kicking him--
The others join in. Surrounding Arthur on the ground, kicking him deliberately, sadistically, and the music swells--
BLAM!
31.

Wall Street #1 falls back dead. Blood splattering on the subway wall behind him--
And we HEAR Bobby Short sing out, picking up from where the Wall Street Guy left off--
BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)
Just when I'd stopped opening doors Finally knowin' the one that I wanted was yours
BLAM! BLAM! Wall Street #2 goes down--
Revealing Arthur on the ground, opening his eyes to see what he did, blood dripping from his nose, smoking gun in hand--
BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
The third guy takes off running for the doors that separate the cars.
Arthur starts after him, but then stops... turns back to grab his bag and his wig, his hands shaking from the adrenaline.
The train is coming to a stop.
BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)
Don't you love farce? My fault I fear...
Arthur grabs the green wig from between the two dead bodies, blood everywhere, and stuffs it into his shopping bag--
The subway doors wheeze open and Arthur steps halfway off the train, waiting to see if the third Wall Street guy gets off in the car ahead of him. Arthur sees him run off--
EXT. SUBWAY PLATFORM - CONTINUOUS
The platform is empty, the Wall Street guy is running toward the stairs--
Arthur follows, blood still dripping from his nose-- Behind them, the train pulls away--
32.

BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)
I thought that you'd want what I want.
Sorry, my dear.
The guy makes his way to the stairs, unaware that Arthur is behind him--
BLAM!
The third guy falls, tumbling down the stairs. Arthur walks over to the body and empties the chamber-- BLAM! BLAM!
BOBBY SHORT (SINGING)
But where are the clowns? Quick, send in the clowns Don't bother they're here.
BLAM! He's got nothing left.
EXT. ROBINSON PARK SUBWAY STATION - NIGHT
Arthur hauls ass up the stairs, rushing out of the station, the song still playing--
EXT. STREET, ROBINSON PARK - NIGHT
Bounding past bags of garbage, he leaps over a pile, taking a turn into a run-down needle park, the lights of garbage fires flickering in the darkness.
INT. PUBLIC BATHROOM, ROBINSON PARK - NIGHT
Arthur bursts into the small bathroom, out of breath. Overwhelmed, vibrating with emotions. He leans his forehead against the door, sweat dripping down his face, and catches his breath.
Arthur feels all those emotions running through his body, can feel them all. He sticks his right foot out and starts to slowly turn, his right arm rising slowly above his head as his right foot leads, turning like something is awakening inside of him--
Sweat dripping down his face, "Send in the Clowns" finally comes to an end. He starts washing the blood and clown make- up off his sweaty face.
Looks up at his smudged reflection in the dirty mirror, water dripping, white grease paint running off his face--
33.

Beat.
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, HALLWAY - NIGHT
ARTHUR FLOATING OUT OF THE ELEVATOR AND DOWN THE HALLWAY AS IF IN A DREAM, coming up on Sophie's door and knocking--
She opens the door and sees Arthur standing there--
And before Sophie can say anything Arthur leans and kisses her and--
Sophie kisses him back and pulls him inside her apartment, closing the door behind them--
CUT TO:
Arthur walks into the locker room, sees Randall half-dressed for work, sitting with Gary, TWO OTHER CLOWNS AND A HANDSOME "CHIPPENDALES" DANCER around the small table, shooting the shit, drinking coffee.
They nod hello at Arthur or give him a perfunctory wave, most of his co-workers think he's a freak.
GARY
Hey Art, I heard what happened--
I'm sorry man.
RANDALL
Yeah, Hoyt did you wrong, buddy.
Doesn't seem fair.
Arthur looks hard at Randall for a moment, just slowly nods, and continues on to his locker.
He starts to clean it out, stuffing all of his clown gear into an old brown paper shopping bag. Hears them talking about him behind his back, about why he got fired, laughing at him--
HA-HA CLOWN #1 (OS) Did you really bring a gun to the
kid's hospital, Artie? What the fuck would you do that for?
Arthur doesn't answer them, just continues emptying his locker, a bag of balloons, a magic wand, some trick flowers--
INT. HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING, LOCKER ROOM - MORNING
34.

CHIPPENDALES
No, I heard he pulled it out and
waved it around like a cowboy.
His co-workers crack up. Arthur answers the guy without looking back--
ARTHUR
It was a prop gun. And I didn't
pull it out, it fell out.
CHIPPENDALES
So is that part of your new act? If
your dancing doesn't do the trick, you just gonna shoot yourself?
More laughter.
HA-HA CLOWN #2
I thought your clown was a lover,
Artie, not a fighter,--
Arthur turns and looks at all of them, nods at Randall--
ARTHUR
Why don't you ask Randall about it?
It was his gun.
RANDALL
What? Stop talking outta your ass,
Art!
(to the guys)
I think all his stupid laughing musta scrambled his brain or something.
The guys laugh and keep jawing. Arthur doesn't say anything. Just finishes packing up his bag and closes his locker door--
INT. STAIRWAY, HA-HA'S TALENT BOOKING - MORNING
Arthur walks down the stairs, brown shopping bag under his arm.
Behind him, Randall follows him into the stairway--
RANDALL Hey, Art, hold up,--
Arthur stops, turns around.
35.

RANDALL
What the hell was that about? Why
would you say that?
What?
ARTHUR
RANDALL (lowers his voice)
That it was my idea about the gun. That subway shit's no joke, you know, they got sketches of clowns on the front of every newspaper,--
ARTHUR
I don't know what you're talking
about, Randall.
RANDALL (looks at him)
Right. Okay. I just want to make sure you got your head on straight.
Arthur just looks back at him and smiles.
ARTHUR
My heads right here.
Randall nods, maybe it's sinking in with Arthur.
RANDALL
Good. I don't even know if you did
it but there's no need to draw any attention to yourself, y'know? Or we're both fucked.
ARTHUR
What are you worried about,
Randall? You didn't kill three assholes on the subway, did you?
RANDALL Of course I didn't.
ARTHUR (continuing)
You didn't shoot one point blank in the head. The other one twice in the chest, before chasing the third one down and shooting him three times in the back, right?
Arthur puts his fingers forming a gun to Randall's head, stares straight at him--
36.

ARTHUR (singing)
Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?
Then turns and heads down the stairs, keeps singing "Send in the Clowns"--
ARTHUR
Me here at last on the ground, You in mid-air.
Send in the clowns.
Where are the clowns?
Don't bother, they're here.
INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, KITCHEN - MORNING
CUT TO:
CLOSE ON A COUPLE OF PILLS BOTTLES, THEY'RE NEARLY EMPTY NOW.
PENNY (OS)
Happy, look Thomas Wayne is on TV.
ARTHUR Yes, mother.
Arthur swallows a few of the pills...
PENNY (OS)
They're interviewing him about
those horrible murders on the subway.
He glances at the TV playing in the living room through the open wall--
ARTHUR
Why are they talking to him?
INT. MOM'S LIVING ROOM, APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
Penny shushes him, she's sitting in her chair, watching one of those "Good Morning, Gotham" shows.
PENNY
He looks like he gained weight.
THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) All three of them worked at Wayne
Investments. They were good, decent, educated.
37.

A small smirk registers on Arthur's face when photos of the THREE WALL STREET GUYS come up on the screen.
THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) And while I didn't know them
personally, like all Wayne employees, they were family.
Arthur's mom sits up in her chair--
PENNY
You hear that! I told you. We're
family.
ANGLE ON TELEVISION, footage of GRAFFITI around the city. "KILL THE RICH" spray painted on a storefront. "F*CK WALL STREET" written on a subway wall. "RESIST" scrawled across a billboard.
"GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV) There now seems to be a groundswell
of anti-rich sentiment in the city. It's almost as if our less fortunate residents have taken the side of the killer.
THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) Yes and it's a shame. It's one of the reasons I'm considering a run
for mayor. Gotham has lost its way.
"GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV) Are you announcing your candidacy?
THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) (smiles)
No comment.
We hear Penny gasp, excited.
"GOOD MORNING" HOST (ON TV) What about the eyewitness report of
the suspect being a man in clown make-up or a clown mask?
A smile starts to creep across Arthur's face--
The camera zooms in closer to Thomas Wayne on the screen--
THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) It makes total sense to me. What
kind of coward would do something that cold-blooded? Someone who hides behind a mask.
38.
(MORE)

THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) (CONT'D)
Someone who's envious of those more fortunate than themselves, yet too scared to show their own face.
(to camera)
And until those kind of people change for the better, those of us who've made a good life for ourselves will always look at those who haven't as nothing but clowns.
INT. DEPT. OF HEALTH, OFFICE - DAY
Arthur sits across from the same Social Worker from the opening scene. Same depressing office. He takes a drag from his cigarette--
ARTHUR
--I heard this song on the radio
the other day. This guy was singing that his name was Carnival.
(sings)
"Rise and fall, spin and call, and my name is Carnival."
39.
Arthur--
SOCIAL WORKER
ARTHUR
Which is crazy because that's my
clown name at work. And until a little while ago it was like nobody ever saw me. Even I didn't know if I really existed.
SOCIAL WORKER
Arthur, I have some bad news for
you.
ARTHUR
You don't listen, do you? I don't
think you ever really hear me. You just ask the same questions every week. "How's your job?" "Are you having any negative thoughts?"
(beat)
All I have are negative thoughts. But you don't listen anyway. I said, "for my whole life I didn't know if I even really existed." But I do. And people are starting to notice--

SOCIAL WORKER They've cut our funding. We're
closing down our offices next week.
He looks around, just noticing some MOVING BOXES stacked against the wall.
SOCIAL WORKER
The city's cut funding across the
board. Social services is part of that. This is the last time we'll be meeting.
Arthur nods, not hating the idea.
Okay.
ARTHUR
SOCIAL WORKER
They don't give a shit about people
like you, Arthur. And, they really don't really give a shit about people like me either.
Arthur sits there for a moment. And then it dawns on him--
ARTHUR
How am I supposed to get my
medication now? Who do I talk to?
SOCIAL WORKER I'm sorry, Arthur.
He just stares at her, taking it all in.
INT. COMEDY CLUB, BACKSTAGE HALLWAY - NIGHT
ARTHUR'S POV, slowly walking down the hall-- as if in slow motion-- toward a set of stairs leading up to the back of the stage, spotlight bleeding through the curtain, other wannabe comics looking at him as he passes--
CLOSE ON ARTHUR, he's changed his hair, it's slicked back some, not quite as smooth as the Wall Street Guys, sweat beading on his forehead--
He climbs up the stairs-- always climbing uphill-- and waits at the edge of the curtain, pulls his worn joke-notebook out of his back pocket. Glancing into the room he sees it's a pretty good crowd. Sees Sophie taking a seat in the back.
Wheeling back into the stairway, he catches his breath in the shadows--
40.

He hears the EMCEE from the stage.
EMCEE (OS)
This next comic describes himself
as a lifelong Gotham resident who from a young age was always told that "his purpose in life was to bring laughter and joy into this cold, dark world." Ummm. Okay.
He hears the crowd laugh.
EMCEE (OS)
Please help me welcome Arthur
Fleck!
There is a smattering of applause.
INT. STAGE, COMEDY CLUB - CONTINUOUS
ARTHUR STEPPING ON STAGE, out under the spotlight, lifts the microphone in front of his mouth, the light so bright he can't see faces in the dark audience, his hand trembling holding onto his worn notebook--
He takes a deep breath, looks out at the dark crowd, and opens his mouth.
AND STARTS TO LAUGH. His eyes go wide. God no, not now. A terrified look comes to his face under the laughter. He just keeps laughing. The crowd is just staring back at him.
Finally he composes himself--
ARTHUR
(trying to stop himself
from laughing)
-- good evening, hello.
(deep breath; trying to stop laughing)
Good to be here.
(keeps cracking up)
I, I hated school as a kid. But my mother would always say,--
(bad imitation of his mom, still laughing)
"You should enjoy it. One day you'll have to work for a living."
(laughs)
"No I won't, Ma. I'm gonna be a comedian!"
41.

Arthur keeps cracking up. Hard to hear anything or anybody else. He goes through his notebook trying to find another joke--
ARTHUR (reading verbatim)
It's funny, I was thinking the other day,-- Why are rich people so confused by the poor people?
(silently counting to three)
Because they don't make any sense!
CLOSE ON ARTHUR, looking out into the audience, sees Sophie sitting in the back laughing--
The MUSIC SWELLS...
EXT. COMEDY CLUB, CHINATOWN STREET - NIGHT
CUT TO:
Arthur and Sophie walking out of the club after the show.
They walk past a newsstand-- a wall of Chinese language newspapers mixed with local papers and tabloids, screaming headlines about the three Wall Street Guys gunned down on the train.
Arthur stops and stares at the headlines--
CLOSE ON HEADLINES, "Subway Vigilante"... "Yuppie Slaughter"
"Killer Clown On The Loose?"...
SOPHIE (OS) (re: the headlines)
You believe that shit? (beat)
I'll bet you five bucks those rich assholes deserved it.
He turns to her.
ARTHUR You think?
SOPHIE
Look at their faces. Those smug
smiles. I've seen that look. Fuck them.
Sophie flicks her cigarette away and starts walking.
42.

SOPHIE
The guy who did it is a hero. Three
less pricks in Gotham City. Woo- hoo! Only a million more to go.
Arthur watches her walk for a beat. She looks great, even in front of the mounds of garbage bags that line the sidewalk.
A CAB rolls past. In the backseat, someone wearing a CLOWN MASK stares back at Arthur. Holding his look for a moment.
INT. DONUT SHOP, BOOTH - NIGHT
A run-down donut shop.
Through the window we see Arthur and Sophie sitting across from each other in a molded plastic booth. Bathed in ugly fluorescent light, a few other patrons scattered about.
We don't hear what they're saying, but they look happy-- and Sophie is laughing. Hard.
Arthur stares at her, this may be the best night of his entire life.
INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Arthur opening the door to his mother's apartment, holding a box of donuts in his hand, sees the flickering blue light of the TV on in the living room, hears the end of "LIVE WITH MURRAY FRANKLIN!" He locks the locks, drawing the security chain high on the door.
TURNS TO CATCH A GLIMPSE OF HIS MOTHER PASSED OUT in the living room.
Arthur sets the box of donuts down and puts his face up against his mom's nose, to see if she's breathing or if she's dead--
ON THE TELEVISION Murray does his signature sign off, the one he's been doing for years--
MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) (looking into camera)
Good night! And always remember,--
That's life.
He gently shakes her awake. Sweeping her up out of the chair as he hears Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra close the show with an upbeat instrumental version of Frank Sinatra's "That's Life"...
43.

MOM (half-asleep)
Happy, I wrote a new letter.
ARTHUR (grabs her hand)
C'mon, Ma, dance with me a little.
Arthur pulls his mother in close and starts dancing with her to the music, the only light coming from the television...
MOM
For Thomas Wayne. It's important.
She looks at him and smiles, dances with him a little... "That's Life" still playing from TV...
MOM
You smell like cologne.
ARTHUR
Cause I just had a big date.
MOM (laughing)
I'm going to bed. Just don't forget to mail it.
She breaks away and walks toward her bedroom.
Arthur can't help but smile to himself as he takes off his jacket and throws it on the chair. He continues to slow dance with himself for a moment-- He notices the envelope on the table, addressed to Thomas Wayne.
He stares at it for a beat. Cranes his neck toward his mother's bedroom, listening if she's still awake. And then--
Quietly rips it open, starts to read the letter:
CLOSE ON WORDS, "Dearest Thomas, I don't know where else to
turn..."
"We need your help..." "Your son and I need help" Stops reading, stays on-- "Your son"
He glances up at his mother's room, then back down at the words, "Your son"
44.

ARTHUR STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LIVING ROOM staring at those two words like he's too afraid to move, lit up by the flickering blue light--
CUT TO:
INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - EARLY MORNING
ARTHUR'S SITTING IN A CHAIR in his mother's room watching her sleep. He has clearly been up all night. Still wearing the same clothes.
He's holding her letter in his hand as the sun is just starting to rise outside the windows, light just beginning to crack the gloom.
Arthur impatiently sits there for another moment waiting for his mother to wake up, then suddenly--
SHRIEKS OUT AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS like a teapot, kicking his back on the chair like an excited toddler--
Penny wakes with a start, looking around half asleep and confused--
PENNY
--what, what time is it?
He doesn't answer.
PENNY
What happened? Did you hurt
yourself again?
Arthur holds her letter up in his hand.
ARTHUR
What is this? How come you never
told me?
PENNY
Is, is that my letter? Is that my
personal letter, Happy? (angry)
You have no right opening my mail. Who do you think you are?!
ARTHUR (raising his voice;
excited)
Apparently I'm Thomas Wayne's son! How could you keep that from me?
45.

Penny slowly getting up out of bed.
PENNY
Stop yelling at me, you're gonna
kill me, give me a heart attack! She goes into the bathroom.
ARTHUR (shouts after her)
I'm not yelling! I'm just, excited. How can any of this be real!?
PENNY (OS) (shouts back from behind
the door)
I'm not talking to you until you calm down.
Arthur paces for a minute, now goes to the bathroom door. Talks to his mother from the behind the closed door.
ARTHUR
(lowers his voice; trying
to sound calm)
Okay. How's this, Mom? Better? Will you please talk to me?
Arthur leans in closer to the door. Leaning against it with just his head--
ARTHUR Please.
PENNY (OS)
He's an extraordinary man, Arthur.
A powerful man. We had a connection. I was so beautiful then. We were in love.
Arthur just leans there, listening. He closes his eyes, it's all too much.
PENNY (OS)
He said it was best that we not be
together, because of appearances. You know, not all love stories have happy endings.
(hear her crying now) (MORE)
46.

PENNY (OS) (CONT'D)
And, I could never tell anyone because, well, I signed some papers, and besides you can imagine what people would say about Thomas and me, and, and what they would say about you.
ARTHUR
(eyes still closed, head
leaning against the door) What? What would they say, Ma?
PENNY (OS)
That I was a whore, and Thomas
Wayne was a fornicator, and that you're a little, unwanted bastard.
AND THE BATHROOM DOOR SUDDENLY SWINGS OPEN, and Arthur falls face first into the bathroom--
Just missing his mother, crashing down onto the floor-- CUT TO:
INT. METRO TRAIN (MOVING) - COUNTRYSIDE, OUTSIDE GOTHAM - AFTERNOON
PUSHING PAST ROWS AND ROWS OF WHITE BUSINESSMEN, many of them reading one of Gotham's two tabloids. On the cover of one, a detailed sketch of Arthur's clown face, headlined, "KILLER CLOWN STILL ON THE LOOSE!"... The other cover screams, "KILL THE RICH -- A NEW MOVEMENT?"...
WE PUSH PAST A "KILLER CLOWN" SKETCH, settle in on Arthur reading the tabloid.
REVERSE ANGLE BEHIND ARTHUR, see the headline "Thomas Wayne Announces Run -- Response to Troubled Times", over campaign- style photograph of Thomas Wayne waving to a crowd standing next to his wife, MARTHA (50's), a well-preserved former model, and a glimpse of their son, BRUCE WAYNE (10), hiding behind his father. Only catch half of his face looking straight into camera, eyes wide, scared by the crowd.
SUB-HEADLINE READS, "Protest Planned at Wayne Hall Gala." Arthur stares at the family photo.
CLOSE ON WAYNE FAMILY PHOTO, Arthur's fingers ripping it out of the paper--
47.

EXT. WAYNE MANOR, FRONT LAWN - SUNSET
Arthur walks down a small hill alongside an intimidating brick wall, surrounding the estate like a prison. From this angle he's able to peer over the wall, catching a glimpse of an innocent looking TEN-YEAR-OLD BOY tracking him from behind the trees, hiding as he follows.
Arthur comes to the front. A giant, wrought iron gate. We see a long driveway that leads to the big house, surrounded by beautiful trees and plush, green grounds.
Arthur stops.
He sees the boy approach, but not get too close.
Arthur reaches into his pocket and pulls out a magic wand-- He holds it up for the boy to see.
The boy steps up to get a closer look.
Arthur looks over the wand, pretending like he's trying to figure out what it does. He waves the wand over the front gate lock to "try and see" if it will open-- It doesn't.
The little boy tentatively walks toward the fence, face like an angel.
Arthur waits until he gets closer and then reaches his hand through the fence and hands the kid his magic wand so he can try and figure out what it does--
The boy takes the wand and it goes limp in his hand before he can wave it-- He looks at it, confused. He hands it back to Arthur.
Arthur straightens the wand back out, and reaches in through the fence again so the kid can give it another try.
And again the wand droops in the boy's hand. Disappointed, he gives it back to Arthur--
Arthur examines the wand as if its "broken", stiffens it one last time, crouches down lower, and...
Ta-da! A bouquet of flowers bursts out the end of the wand-- Arthur hands the boy the wand bouquet of flowers--
The little boy takes the flowers. Keeps staring at Arthur, not sure what to do or say. Not smiling.
Arthur looks back at him for a moment.
48.

THEN REACHES BOTH HANDS THROUGH THE GATE and firmly takes the little boy's face in his hands--
Uses his thumbs to hook the corners of the boy's mouth and pulls them up into a smile, into a "comedy mask"--
The boy is okay with it, puts his hands on top of Arthur's hands. They look at each other for a beat.
ALFRED (OS) (shouting)
Bruce!
Arthur lets go. The boy is now smiling on his own--
ALFRED (OS)
Bruce! What are you doing? Get away
from that man.
Little Bruce stops smiling, steps back from the gate.
Arthur looks up and sees a tired-looking, ALFRED PENNYWORTH (50's) bounding toward them.
Arthur stands back up.
ALFRED (still shouting)
What are you doing? Who are you?
Bruce runs behind Alfred, hiding behind his legs.
ARTHUR
I'm here to see Mr. Wayne--
ALFRED (interrupting)
You shouldn't be talking to his son. Why did you give him those flowers?
Alfred takes the flower-wand away from the kid--
ARTHUR
I, I was just trying to make him
smile.
He hands it back to Arthur.
ALFRED
Well it's not funny. Do I need to
call the police?
49.

ARTHUR
No, please. My mother's name is
Penny Fleck. She used to work here, years ago. Can you tell Mr. Wayne that I need to see him?
ALFRED
(color drains from his
face; beat) You're her son?
ARTHUR Did you know her?
Alfred doesn't say anything.
Arthur puts his face right up against the bars, whispers so the boy can't hear him--
ARTHUR
I know about the two of them. My
mother told me everything.
ALFRED
There's nothing to know. There is
no "them". Your mother was, was delusional. She was a sick woman.
ARTHUR
No. No, just let me speak to Mr.
Wayne.
Now Alfred leans in closer to Arthur, almost looks like he feels some pity for him--
Beat.
ALFRED
Please just go, before you make a
fool of yourself.
ARTHUR (blurts out)
Thomas Wayne is my father--
Alfred looks at Arthur, and can't help but crack up laughing at him.
AND ARTHUR REACHES HIS HANDS THROUGH THE BARS AGAIN AND GRABS HIM. Pulls Alfred in close, trying to choke him, still holding the wand of flowers in one hand--
AS HE CHOKES ALFRED, Arthur sees little Bruce, wide-eyed in the shadows, looking out at him in horror.
50.

Arthur stops.
Lets go of Alfred... Takes off running back down the street away from Wayne Manor, magic wand in hand.
CUT TO:
EXT. THE BRONX, STREETS - NIGHT
ARTHUR'S BACK IN HIS PART OF TOWN, garbage everywhere here. The neighborhood at night is alive. Loud kids on the street corners... A drunk seemingly fights no one... Sirens wailing...
As Arthur approaches his building, he sees AN AMBULANCE PARKED in front. Lights flashing. Hit with a sense of dread, he runs toward the building--
EXT. STREET, APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT
A SMALL CROWD OF GAWKERS have gathered around watching the drama unfold. Shouting and laughing, loud dance music blaring out an open window, feels like an impromptu block party.
ARTHUR RUNS UP, SEES TWO PARAMEDICS wheeling his unconscious mother down the front steps on a stretcher.
FROM ABOVE, Arthur pushing through the crowd, rushes to his mother's side--
ARTHUR
(following as they wheel
her, leaning over
stretcher)
Mom? Mom, what happened?
PARAMEDIC #1 Sir. Please step back.
ARTHUR What happened to her?
PARAMEDIC #1 Who are you?
ARTHUR I'm her son.
PARAMEDIC #1
Oh, great. You can probably help us
out inside. We don't know what happened yet.
51.

52. Arthur follows them as they load Penny into the ambulance.
INT. CITY AMBULANCE, BACK (PARKED) - MINUTES LATER
Arthur watches as the two paramedics work on his mother, descending on her like vampires, shouting instructions to each other while checking her vitals (pulse, pupils), shouting questions at him as they begin to intubate her--
PARAMEDIC #1 Does your mother take any
medications?
Arthur doesn't answer, just watches in horror.
PARAMEDIC #1 Sir. Is your mother on any
medications?!
No.
ARTHUR
PARAMEDIC #2
When was the last time you spoke to
her?
ARTHUR I don't know.
The ambulance starts to pull away.
PARAMEDIC #2
Does she have any medical history?
Arthur doesn't answer.
EXT. CITY HOSPITAL, EMERGENCY ROOM - NIGHT
Arthur sitting on a bench waiting outside the bustling emergency room of a massive city hospital. He watches the sick and dying being rushed through the glass doors. Opening and closing. This happens in the background throughout the scene.
The two detectives walk up to Arthur, interrupting him watching the doors. Gotham police detectives, GARRITY (50's), grey hair, and BURKE (30's), his partner.
DET. GARRITY
Mr. Fleck, sorry to bother you, I’m
Detective Garrity, this is my partner Detective Burke.

Arthur looks up at them. Doesn't say anything.
Beat.
DET. GARRITY
We had a few questions for you, but
you weren’t home. So we spoke to your mother.
ARTHUR
What did you say to her? Did you do
this?
DET. GARRITY
What? No. We just asked her some
questions and she started getting hysterical-- hyperventilating, trouble speaking-- then she collapsed. Hit her head pretty hard.
ARTHUR
Yeah, the doctor said she had a
stroke.
DET. GARRITY
Sorry to hear about that. But like
I said, we still have some questions for you. They're about the subway killings that happened last week. You've heard about them, right?
ARTHUR Yeah. It's horrible.
DET. GARRITY (reading over his notes)
Right. So we spoke to your boss at, uhh, Ha-Ha's. He said you were fired that day-- fired for bringing a gun into the children's hospital.
ARTHUR
It was a prop. It's part of my act.
I'm a party clown.
DET. BURKE
All right. So why were you fired?
ARTHUR
They said I wasn’t funny enough.
Can you imagine that? (he stands)
(MORE)
53.

ARTHUR (CONT’D)
Now, if you don't mind, I need to
go take care of my mother. The detectives share another look.
Detective Burke steps close to him, holds up the card that Arthur handed him--
DET. BURKE
Your boss also gave us one of your
cards. This condition of yours, the laughing, is it real or some sort of a clown thing?
ARTHUR
A clown thing?
DET. BURKE
Yeah, I mean-- is it part of your
act?
ARTHUR What do you think?
And Arthur walks away-- heads for the sliding glass doors. Only the motion detector doesn’t engage--
AND HE SLAMS RIGHT INTO THE GLASS DOOR. HARD.
He bounces back.
CUT TO:
PENNY LIES IN BED UNCONSCIOUS, HOOKED UP TO MACHINES.
Arthur sits bedside, distraught. Sophie is next to him... rubbing his back.
SOPHIE She's gonna be okay.
He just nods. Lost in thought. After a beat...
SOPHIE
I'm going to get some coffee? You
want one?
He nods again. As Sophie walks out, we HEAR MURRAY FRANKLIN from the TV set bolted high up on the wall.
INT. HOSPITAL ROOM (SHARED), CITY HOSPITAL - NIGHT
54.

MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) So I told my youngest son, Billy,
you know, the new one, the 'not so bright' one,--
CLOSE ON TV, Murray is in the middle of doing his monologue.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) (laughter)
I told him that the garbage strike is still going on. And he says, and I'm not kidding, Billy says, "So where are we gonna get all our garbage from?"
Murray Franklin cracks up at his own joke. Studio audience laughs.
Arthur glances over at his mother, laughing over the sounds of her labored breath.
He looks back up at the television.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) And finally, in a world where
everyone thinks they could do my job, we got this videotape from the Gotham Comedy Club. Here's a guy who thinks if you just keep laughing, it'll somehow make you funny. Check out this joker.
EXTREME CLOSE ON TV, GRAINY VIDEO OF ARTHUR'S STAND-UP PERFORMANCE. Arthur on stage smiling behind the microphone, under the harsh spotlight.
Arthur watching himself on TV, his jaw drops--
ARTHUR (ON TV) (trying to stop himself
from laughing)
-- good evening, hello.
(deep breath; trying to stop laughing)
Good to be here.
(keeps cracking up)
I, I hated school as a kid. But my mother would always say,--
(bad imitation of his mom, still laughing)
"You should enjoy it. One day you'll have to work for a living."
(laughs) (MORE)
55.

ARTHUR (ON TV) (CONT'D)
"No I won't, Ma. I'm gonna be a comedian!"
Back to Murray Franklin shaking his head, trying not to laugh.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) You should have listened to your
mother.
The studio audience erupts into laughter.
ANGLE ON ARTHUR, watching Murray Franklin make fun of him on TV. He gets up and starts walking toward the TV set as if in a trance. Unsure if this is really happening.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) One more, Bobby. Let's see one
more. I love this guy.
Another moment of Arthur at the comedy club plays--
ARTHUR (ON TV)
It's funny, when I was a little boy
and told people I wanted to be a comedian, everyone laughed at me.
(opens his arms like a big shot)
Well no one is laughing now.
Dead silence. Nobody is laughing. Not even him.
CUT BACK CLOSE ON MURRAY FRANKLIN, just shaking his head.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) You can say that again, pal!
Murray cracks up and the studio audience laughs along with him. Shot of Barry O'Donnell laughing too.
CLOSE ON ARTHUR, looking up at the television, hearing them all laughing at him.
CUT TO:
INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, BEDROOM - NIGHT
FROM ABOVE, looking down on Arthur hunched over, lying on his side in his mother's bed, his left arm below frame-- hard to tell if he's in pain or beating off.
He reaches out his right arm to where his mother slept, the TV's blue light flickering, 11:00 News turned up--
56.

NEWS ANCHOR (ON TV) The anger and resentment that's
been building in the city for weeks seems close to exploding. Protesters, many dressed as clowns, took to the streets today in one of several planned demonstrations taking on the city's elite. Including a massive rally outside tomorrow night's benefit at Wayne Hall.
CLOSE ON ARTHUR, quickly turning and sitting up in bed when he hears what's on the television--
ANGLE ON TELEVISION, a crowd of protesters, a few wearing Arthur's clown mask are being interviewed.
"CLOWN" PROTESTER #1 (ON TV) It’s gonna show ‘em that they can’t
ignore us. Our voices need to be heard. We’re not--
"CLOWN" PROTESTER #2 (ON TV) (interrupts; screaming
into camera)
[Beep] the rich, [beep] the politicians, [beep] the whites, [beep] the blacks, [beep] Thomas Wayne, [beep] the whole system. That's what this is [beeping] about!
ANGLE ON ARTHUR, moving down to the edge of the bed, gun on the nightstand behind him, leaning forward closer toward the flickering screen to make sure he's seeing what he's seeing-- Thomas Wayne now being interviewed on the plaza in front of Wayne Tower-- "...had no comment on the upcoming rally."
57.
THOMAS WAYNE (ON TV) Well what I will say is, there's
something wrong with those people. I'm here to help them. I want to lift them out of poverty, help make their lives better. That's why I'm running. They may not realize it, but I'm their only hope.
CUT TO:

INT. WAYNE HALL, THEATER - CENTER FOR PERFORMING ARTS - DUSK
ANGLE ON MOVIE SCREEN PLAYING "MODERN TIMES", FACE OF A ROMAN NUMERAL CLOCK FILLS THE FRAME, and up fades the forward...
"Modern Times". A story
of industry, of individual enterprise -- humanity crusading in the pursuit
of happiness.
And as the screen fades to black, we pull out to reveal the Gotham Philharmonic playing Chaplin's silent movie score in front of a black-tie high society crowd... Behind them, on screen, glimpse the opening shot of a crowded herd of sheep, a lone black sheep caught in the middle, dissolving into a mass of crowded workers rushing out of a subway station.
EXT. CENTER FOR PERFORMING ARTS, WAYNE HALL - DUSK
ARTHUR ALL ALONE HEADING TOWARD AN ANGRY MOB in front of the Center for Performing Arts. Night falling. Storm clouds gathering.
ANGLE ON THE CROWD OF PROTESTERS SCREAMING AND SHOUTING IN FRONT OF WAYNE HALL, behind steel barricades. Many wearing Arthur's "clown face" mask... A few wave homemade signs, "CLOWN FOR MAYOR"... "KILL THE RICH"... "MR. WAYNE, AM I A CLOWN?"
A LINE OF POLICEMEN AND SECURITY GUARDS stand between the crowd and the lit-up white marble building.
Arthur pauses and watches the crowd for a moment.
EXT. WAYNE HALL, FRONT ENTRANCE - DUSK
A FIGHT BREAKS OUT between a "clown" masked protester and two cops. The crowd goes crazy, pushing through the barricades toward the building. Distant thunder rumbling. The police and Wayne Hall Security fight to keep them out--
Amidst all the chaos, we glimpse Arthur slipping into the building unnoticed--
INT. LOBBY, WAYNE HALL - NIGHT
Arthur walks through the massive multi-level lobby. It's completely empty since the performance has already begun and whatever security was available is outside helping the police deal with the protesters.
58.

He looks up in awe at the crystal chandeliers... He's never seen anything this opulent in his entire life.
He starts up the grand staircase to the second floor--
INT. SECOND LEVEL, BALCONY - WAYNE HALL - NIGHT
ARTHUR MAKING HIS WAY THROUGH THE SHADOWS ALONG THE BACK WALL OF THE BALCONY, a birds-eye-view, looking around for Thomas Wayne in the sold-out black-tie audience--
He catches bits of the silent movie projected down on stage behind the orchestra, the Tramp working in a factory.
He continues moving along the back wall looking for Thomas Wayne, sees him sitting in a box seat on the side of the theater with his wife.
Arthur watches him in the darkness, waiting--
INT. BALCONY, SECOND LEVEL - LATER
JUMP CUT:
PROJECTED ON SCREEN, the Tramp roller skating blindfolded on a date with the Gamin (Paulette Goddard) in a department store. Arthur's still standing against the back wall in the shadows, laughing along with the rest of the audience watching the Tramp skates blindfolded, skirting along the edge of a balcony with no rail, orchestra playing the bouncy score.
Arthur's really enjoying the movie, almost forgetting for a moment why he's there, when he glances over to Thomas Wayne's box and sees him leaving, being led by his BODYGUARD--
Arthur's eyes go wide and he quickly turns to go, behind him on screen, the Tramp is rescued by the girl before he falls off the edge, orchestra swelling--
INT. SECOND LEVEL - WAYNE HALL - CONTINUOUS
Arthur catches a glimpse of Thomas Wayne heading into the men's room, his bodyguard waiting by the door, still hear the orchestra playing the score---
Arthur glances around the lobby, sees a lobby broom and upright dustpan tucked in the corner--
59.

INT. HALLWAY, MEN'S ROOM - WAYNE HALL - SECONDS LATER
Arthur's sweeping up the hallway with his head down, hear the orchestra playing the melancholy "Smile" from the film's score. He sweeps along to the music like Emmett Kelly's famous act... Sweeping around the bodyguard's feet... Annoyed, he moves a bit away from the bathroom door... And doesn't give Arthur a second look as he heads inside...
INT. MEN'S ROOM, WAYNE HALL - CONTINUOUS
Arthur sweeps his way into the cavernous, black & white tiled bathroom, ornate gold fixtures. It's empty save for Thomas Wayne peeing at the far end of a long line of urinals.
Arthur takes a deep breath, and walks down the line of urinals right up next to Thomas Wayne--
He stands there for a beat while Thomas urinates, lobby broom and upright dustpan in hand--
THOMAS WAYNE (glances over; annoyed)
Can I help you, pal?
ARTHUR What? Yeah. No I, I--
THOMAS WAYNE (interrupting)
You need to get in here or something?
Thomas Wayne finishes and zips his fly back up. Arthur is not sure what to say to him, just says--
ARTHUR Dad. It's me.
Beat.
But Thomas Wayne doesn't hear him, he was flushing the urinal. He walks toward the sink.
THOMAS WAYNE
Excuse me? Arthur follows after him.
ARTHUR
My name is Arthur. I'm Penny's son.
(beat)
I, I know everything.
(MORE)
60.

ARTHUR (CONT’D)
And I don't want anything from you. Well... maybe a hug.
And Arthur smiles, it's all very emotional for him. Thomas looks over at him like he's fucking crazy.
THOMAS WAYNE
Jesus. You're the guy who came by
my house yesterday.
Arthur nods, relieved he finally broke through.
ARTHUR
Yes. But they wouldn't let me in,
wouldn't let me see you. So I came here. I have so many questions.
Thomas Wayne just laughs to himself and turns on the gold faucets at one of the sinks.
THOMAS WAYNE
Look pal, I'm not your father.
What's wrong with you?
ARTHUR How do you know?
Thomas Wayne just keeps washing his hands, doesn't even look over at Arthur.
THOMAS WAYNE
Cause you were adopted. And I never
slept with your mother. What do you want from me, money?
ARTHUR
No. What? I wasn't adopted.
Thomas starts drying his hands.
THOMAS WAYNE
She never told you? Your mother
adopted you after she worked for us. She was arrested when you were four years old and committed to Arkham State Hospital. She's batshit crazy.
Arthur starts to smile, feels a laugh coming on.
ARTHUR
No. No, I don't believe that.
61.

Thomas finishes drying his hands. Turns to Arthur, his tone way more serious now.
THOMAS WAYNE
I don't really give a shit what you
believe.
(steps in closer)
But if you ever come to my house again, if you ever talk to my son again, if I ever even hear about you again, I'll--
AND ARTHUR CRACKS UP LAUGHING, interrupting his threat. Laughing right in his face--
THOMAS WAYNE
Are you laughing at me?
Arthur's laughing so hard he can't answer.
THOMAS SHOVES ARTHUR HARD UP AGAINST THE TILED WALL, gripping his neck with one hand. Arthur just cracks up louder, he drops the dustpan and broom--
THOMAS WAYNE (shouting)
You think this is funny?
Thomas Wayne's bodyguards bang open the door, rushing into the bathroom when they hear the shouting--
They stop when they see Thomas has Arthur jacked up against the wall.
ARTHUR
(tries shaking his head
no; still laughing and
choking)
No, no I have a con--
THOMAS WAYNE (interrupting; raising his
voice)
Is this a fucking joke to you?
AND THOMAS WAYNE PUNCHES ARTHUR STRAIGHT IN THE FACE with his free hand, blood spraying from his nose--
INT. BEDROOM, MOM'S APARTMENT - MORNING
Sunshine peeking through bedroom windows. Arthur's eyes are open, he's been awake all night, he still hasn't slept.
62.

Phone starts ringing in the kitchen, he lets the machine pick it up--
SHOW BOOKER (ON MACHINE) This message is for Arthur Fleck.
My name is Shirley Woods, I work on the Murray Franklin show.
Arthur gets up quickly and heads for the kitchen as the woman continues to leave a message--
INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
Arthur walks in, listening to the woman on the machine--
SHOW BOOKER (ON MACHINE) I don't know if you're aware, but
Murray played a clip of your stand- up on the show recently and we've gotten an amazing--
Arthur picks up the phone--
ARTHUR
(into phone; skeptical)
Who is this?
SHOW BOOKER (OVER PHONE) Hi, this is Shirley Woods from
Murray Franklin Live. Is this Arthur?
ARTHUR (into phone)
Yes.
SHOW BOOKER (OVER PHONE) Hi Arthur. Well, as I was saying--
we've gotten a lot of calls about your clip, amazing responses. And, Murray asked if I would reach out to see if you would come on as his guest. Can we set up a day?
PUSH IN ON ARTHUR'S FACE, as it sinks in.
ARTHUR (into phone)
Murray wants me to come on the show?
63.

SHOW BOOKER (OVER PHONE) Yes. Isn't that great? He'd love to
talk to you, maybe do some of your act. Does that sound good to you?
As the PUSH IN ON ARTHUR finishes.
EXT. ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNING
CUT TO:
A GRAY, BEHEMOTH STATE HOSPITAL looming over the city block. Metal screens cover steel-framed windows. Arthur crosses the street toward the building, eyes weary, he hasn't slept in days.
INT. ARKHAM STATE, HALLWAY - MORNING
ARTHUR WALKS DOWN A LONG HALLWAY, PASSING TWO GOTHAM CITY COPS AND A PARAMEDIC rolling a naked sunburned man screaming his head off, handcuffed to a stretcher underneath a white sheet. Sounds bouncing off the walls, up and down the halls, working other patients into fits, screaming back.
INT. DOCUMENTS & RECORDS OFFICE - BASEMENT HALLWAY, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNING
Arthur stands at a service window that looks into the cramped records office, a metal grate covers most of the window. Harsh fluorescent lights flicker above. He glances at the hallway behind him, sees two orderlies walking a dead-eyed patient back to his ward, hears distant echoing screams.
He's interrupted by a CLERK (40's), ID clipped to his shirt, who's lugging an old heavy file storage box. He drops the box down on a counter beneath the window.
CLERK
Sorry for the wait. All our records
that are 10 years or older are stored in the basement. You're talking over 30 years ago,-- I had to do some serious digging.
Arthur nods thanks. The clerk looks at Arthur for a moment, like he's trying to place him--
CLERK
And, like I said, if it's in here,
I'm still gonna need a release from her. Have we met before?
64.

Arthur shakes his head no.
The clerk opens the file box. Starts digging though it. Arthur watches the orderlies locking the doors behind them, still hears the screams.
Beat.
ARTHUR
Can I ask you a question? How does
someone wind up in here? Have all the people committed crimes?
CLERK
(going through the files)
Some have. Some are just crazy and pose a danger to themselves or others. Some just got nowhere else to go.
ARTHUR (nods; looks down)
Yeah, I know how that is. Sometimes I don't know what to do, y'know, I don't think I can take any more of this.
The clerk is half listening as he scans the paper work.
CLERK
Yeah, I can't take much more of
this shit either. Now they talking about more layoffs, man, we're understaffed as it is. I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Arthur looks up at the guy, thinking he's made a connection.
ARTHUR
Last time I ended up taking it out
on some,-- people. Bad shit. I thought it would bother me but, it really hasn't.
The clerk finally looks back at him--
CLERK What's that?
ARTHUR
It's just so hard to try and be
happy all the time, y'know, when everything's going to shit all around you.
65.

CLERK
(taken aback; beat)
Listen, I'm just an administrative assistant, like a clerk. I file paperwork. I don't really know what to tell you, but maybe you should see someone-- they have programs, like city services.
ARTHUR (backtracking)
Yeah. They cut those. Anyway, I was just talking to talk.
The clerk just stares at Arthur--
CLERK (realizing)
Wait, I know where I've seen you,-- You were on Murray Franklin the other night, weren't you?
ARTHUR (beat)
No. I don't know what you're talking about.
CLERK
(shrugs, goes back to
looking through the
files)
Sorry, Murray just killed some poor guy on TV,--
The clerk shakes his head to himself, finally finds what he was looking for.
CLERK (surprised)
Here it is,-- Fleck. Penny Fleck.
He pulls out an old file, bulging with yellowing records. Moves the box to the floor and sits down on his stool behind the window.
ARTHUR
(saying it out loud for
himself to hear)
So she was a patient here.
The guy opens the file. Yellowing pages of her records--
66.

CLERK
(nods, skim-reading)
Uh-huh. Diagnosed by Dr. Benjamin Stoner... The patient suffers from delusional psychosis and narcissistic personality
disorder... Found guilty of endangering the welfare of a child--
The clerk stops reading out loud, eyes going wide as he skims further ahead. Arthur just looks at the guy, waiting to see what he's gonna say.
What?
ARTHUR
CLERK
You said she's your mother?
Arthur just nods.
CLERK (closes the file)
I'm sorry, I can't. Like I said, I can't release this without the proper forms. I could get in trouble.
(closes the file; beat) Besides, it's pretty bad.
CLOSE ON ARTHUR, he shakes his head and smiles to himself.
ARTHUR I can handle bad.
The clerk puts the file down on the counter--
CLERK
Yeah, sorry. If you want these
records you have to get your mom to sign a patient disclosure form. I can have someone mail you one.
Arthur just stands there, thinking it all over for a moment. Then reaches in under the metal cage and snatches the file-- The clerk grabs it as well.
They play tug-of-war with the file, it's awkward and goes on way too long. Out-of-nowhere Arthur slams his own head violently against the metal grate, surprising the guy, allowing him to pull the file away--
67.

Arthur takes off running down the hall with it. The clerk watches for a beat, but does nothing.
INT. HALLWAY, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNING
Arthur running down the hallway, files in his hands. Frantic. Unaware he is not being chased. Turns a corner and runs down another long hallway--
Gets to a stairwell door and runs in.
INT. STAIRWELL, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - CONTINUOUS
Bounding up the steps. He stops at a landing above. Looks down, sees no one is chasing after him, just hears the echoing screams and shouts of other patients--
ANGLE ON ARTHUR, catching his breath. He opens the file, flipping through the records, finds the page the clerk was reading. As he reads it over for himself, he HEARS his mother being interviewed for her psychiatric assessment, over 30 years ago.
YOUNG PENNY (VO) He's not adopted-- he's Thomas
Wayne's son. I worked for him, I told you, I cleaned his house.
INT. EMERGENCY INTERVIEW ROOM, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - DAY
A younger PENNY FLECK (mid 20's) is sitting across the table from DR. BENJAMIN STONER (50's), in a dreary small interview room, windows covered with security screens. Penny takes a drag off a cigarette, her face is beaten to shit, nose battered, lip busted up.
Dr. Stoner is going over Penny's thick file, the same file Arthur's holding in his hands.
DR. STONER
We went over this, Penny. You
adopted him. We have all the paperwork right here.
YOUNG PENNY
He had that all made up, so it
stayed our secret.
CUT TO:
68.

Dr. Stoner doesn't believe her, keeps going through the file, pulls out black & white forensic photographs of three-year- old Arthur's body--
DR. STONER
You also stood by as one of your
boyfriends repeatedly abused your adopted son. And battered you.
Penny exhales smoke.
YOUNG PENNY
He didn't do anything to me. Or to
my boy. Can I go now, I don't trust hospitals.
Dr. Stoner lays out the photographs in front of Penny--
Penny keeps smoking her cigarette, glances down at the photos, we catch glimpses of various bruises on parts of Arthur's body... A filthy crib... A rope tied to the radiator...
CUT BACK TO:
Arthur looking over the same black & white photographs, still HEARS his mother--
YOUNG PENNY (VO)
I never heard him crying. Not once.
He's always been such a happy little boy.
DR. STONER (VO)
Penny, your son was found tied to a
radiator in your filthy apartment, malnourished, with multiple bruises across his body and severe trauma to his head.
Arthur looks up from the file when he hears/reads this, turns and looks at Penny's reaction-- HE'S NOW IN THE INTERVIEW ROOM WITH THEM, living what he's reading on the page.
He sees his mother lean forward in her chair, glaring at Dr. Stoner--
YOUNG PENNY
That's not true. My apartment
wasn't filthy. I keep a clean house.
Arthur just stares at his mother.
69.

70. Dr. Stoner looks at Penny, not sure how to respond to that.
DR. STONER (beat)
And what do you have to say about your son?
ANGLE ON PENNY, thinking it over, taking a drag off her cigarette.
YOUNG PENNY
I'm just glad I got to know him.
Arthur just keeps staring at her as she exhales--
ARTHUR BACK IN THE STAIRWELL LOOKS UP FROM THE FILE, looks like maybe there's cigarette smoke drifting in front of his face--
EXT. THE BRONX, STEEP STAIRWAY - NIGHT
IT'S POURING RAIN.
Arthur walks up the long, steep concrete stairway up toward his building--
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING, ELEVATOR - NIGHT
Soaking wet he enters the elevator and hits the button for his floor. Sensing something, he turns around and "sees" Sophie.
She mimes blowing her head off with her finger--
INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - CONTINUOUS
Soaking wet, clothes clinging to his body, Arthur elevator and walks toward Sophie's door. He turns doorknob. It's unlocked.
He pushes open the door and heads inside--
INT. SOPHIE'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
exits the the
Arthur walks into Sophie's apartment, looking around. He sits down on the couch--
Sophie comes out of her daughter’s bedroom, jumps a little on spotting Arthur--

SOPHIE
Oh my god! What are you doing in
here?
Arthur just keeps staring straight ahead.
SOPHIE (beat)
You’re in the wrong apartment. He turns around finally--
He nods.
SOPHIE
Your name's Arthur, right? You live
down the hall.
SOPHIE
I really need you to leave. My
little girl's sleeping in the other room. Please.
Arthur just stares at her--
Beat.
ARTHUR I had a bad day.
SOPHIE
Can I call someone. Is your mother
at home?
PUSH IN ON ARTHUR, looking at her-- he raises his fingers to his head, mimicking a gun.
INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT
Arthur walking down the hallway toward his mother's apartment.
INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Arthur sits alone on the couch, laughing. The TV is on but he's not watching it.
He just continues to laugh, rolling onto his side from the joke that his life seems to be.
CUT TO:
71.

INT. CITY HOSPITAL, HOSPITAL ROOM (SHARED) - MORNING
ANGLE ON ARTHUR, leaning forward in a chair, sitting close to his mother in her hospital bed, hear the hum of the machines, the wheezing of the other patient in the room. He's holding onto her hand-- Blue curtain pulled around them.
ANGLE ON PENNY, looking back at him holding her hand, still somewhat out of it.
After a moment, Arthur smiles to himself--
ARTHUR
Hey Ma, what's my real name? Where
did I come from?
Penny looks at him confused. Arthur keeps holding her hand in his--
ARTHUR
You remember how you used to tell
me that God gave me this laugh for a reason? That, that I had a purpose. Laughter and joy, that whole thing,--
She looks away, she knows what he's talking about.
ARTHUR
HA! It wasn't God, it was you. Or,
or one of your boyfriends,-- Do you even know what my real name is? Do you know who I really am?
She looks away. Her whole body is shaking, overwhelmed with emotion.
ARTHUR C'mon, Ma, who am I?
She looks back him, struggles to speak--
PENNY H-h-happ--
ARTHUR (interrupting; snaps)
Happy?! I'm not happy. I haven’t been happy for one minute of my entire fucking life.
He lets go of her hand, getting up fast from the chair like a vampire--
72.

ARTHUR
But you know what's funny? You know
what really makes me laugh?
He reaches behind her, grabs one of her pillows as he leans
down closer, face-to-face with her, smiling wide--
ARTHUR
I used to think my life was nothing
but a tragedy, but now, now I realize it's all just a fucking comedy.
INT. BLUE CURTAIN, HOSPITAL ROOM (SHARED) - CONTINUOUS
Other side of the blue divider curtain. We see Arthur's feet shifting a little.
SLOWLY WE PULL OUT, backing out of the room. Leaving behind whatever Arthur's doing to his mother on the other side of the curtain.
INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
ARTHUR'S STUDYING A VHS TAPE OF "MURRAY FRANKLIN LIVE!", he jots down notes in his worn notebook... Watches as A MOVIE STAR GUEST come out... how he crosses the stage... how he greets Murray... how he waves to the audience.... how he sits down... if he cross his legs or not... studying how to be at ease, how to be a person like other people.
Arthur gets up, adjusting the waist of his pants... Walks across the living room like he's on the show, smiling, waving to the "audience"... He mimes shaking Murray's hand... Mimes unbuttoning his jacket and sits down, legs uncrossed. He smiles and pulls out his worn notebook from his pocket--
ARTHUR
You wanna hear a joke, Murray?
He "waits" for Murray to answer. Then Arthur nods okay and opens his notebook--
ARTHUR (reading)
Okay. Knock-knock.
He "waits" for Murray to answer. Arthur nods okay and crosses his legs--
73.

ARTHUR (re-reading)
Okay. Knock-knock.
Arthur awkwardly pulls the .38 snub-nosed revolver from the waist of his pants and puts it to his head and pulls the trigger--
Click.
ARTHUR (too himself)
Should I cross or uncross 'em...
Both feel completely unnatural.
Arthur gets up off the couch, shoving the gun back in his pants and walks back across the living room. Does it again... Waves to the "audience"... Mimes shaking Murray's hand... Mimes unbuttoning his coat and sits down... Legs uncrossed.
ARTHUR
Thanks for having me on, Murray. I
can't tell you how much this means to me, it's been a life long dream.
74.
Okay I knock.
Arthur pulls the points it at his
have a joke for you,-- Knock-
gun less awkwardly from his pants now, and head-- CLICK.
INT. MOM'S APARTMENT, BATHROOM - NEXT AFTERNOON
ARTHUR'S LEANING OVER THE BATHROOM SINK, water running. He's wearing rust colored pants and a white "beater" T-shirt. "Rock n' Roll (Part 1)" blaring from a transistor radio.
Arthur lifts his head. He's dyed his hair green like his old clown wig-- but he's missed spots. Some of his hair is still its original color, sticking out all helter-skelter.
He does a quick spin to the music, gyrating his hips to the thumping beat--
CUT TO:
INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - AFTERNOON
Arthur applying his mom's lipstick, outlining his large clown smile, sitting at her vanity in front of the three-way mirror. White grease-paint covering his face.
CUT TO:

He glances at a mask hanging off the corner of the mirror. He's trying to copy how it looks. A copy of a copy of himself.
He hears someone knocking on the front door--
Arthur opens a small drawer, rummaging around looking for something. Finds some old rusty scissors and pockets them. Before he closes the drawer, he notices some old photographs of his mother. Sees one that makes him stop. He pulls it out--
ANGLE ON BLACK & WHITE PHOTOGRAPH OF A YOUNG PENNY, laughing at something or someone out of frame. She looks so young and beautiful and happy. Flipping over the photo, sees a handwritten note on the back, "Love your smile-- TW"
ANGLE ON ARTHUR, staring at the note on the back as he hears LOUDER BANGING on the door. He glances up at his three reflections in the mirrors--
INT. FRONT DOOR, MOM'S APARTMENT - AFTERNOON
Arthur unlocks the locks, keeping the security chain latched, and cracks open the door,-- Sees Randall. Looks down, and sees Gary next to him. Undoes the chain and opens the door for them--
Randall and Gary get a look at Arthur's face, his dyed green hair still wet, streaking white grease-paint smeared over his face, red lips half done--
GARY (re: his look)
Hey Arthur, how's it going?
ARTHUR
Oh hey guys. Come on in.
GARY You get a new gig?
75.
No.
ARTHUR
Arthur shakes his head no, steps aside so they can come in, palming the scissors in his hand--
RANDALL
You must be goin' down to that
rally at City Hall, right? I hear it's gonna be nuts.

ARTHUR Is that today?
Randall looks at him and laughs--
RANDALL
Yeah. What's with the make-up then?
Arthur shuts the door behind them. Locks the chain-lock.
ARTHUR
My mom died. I'm celebrating.
Randall and Gary share a look... that's weird.
RANDALL (nodding)
Right, we heard. That's why we came by, figured you could use some cheering up.
Arthur stares at Randall.
ARTHUR (beat)
That's sweet. But no, I feel good. I stopped taking my medication. I feel a lot better now.
RANDALL
Oh, okay. Well, good for you.
(beat)
Listen, I don't know if you heard, but the cops have been coming around the shop-- talking to all the guys about those subway murders. And um--
GARY (interrupting)
They didn't talk to me.
RANDALL (annoyed)
That's because the suspect was a regular-sized person. If it was a fucking midget you'd be in jail right now.
(back to Arthur, sincere) Anyway, Hoyt said they talked to you and now they're looking for me, and, and I just wanna know what you said.
(MORE)
76.

RANDALL (CONT’D) Make sure our stories line up,
bein' that you're my boy and all.
ARTHUR
Yeah, that's important. Yeah, that
makes a lot of sense. Thank you, Randall. Thank you so much--
AND ARTHUR STABS THE SCISSORS AS DEEP AS HE CAN into Randall's neck. Blood spurts. Randall screams. Gary stumbles back in shock--
GARY (screaming)
What the fuck what the fuck WHAT THE FUCK--
Arthur pulls them out and jams them into Randall's eye before he can react. The sound is sickening. Gary's screaming in the background--
Randall blindly fights back, screaming in pain, flailing his arms, his own blood blinding him--
Arthur grabs Randall by the head -- all of his pent up rage and frustration pouring out of him -- AND SLAMS HIS HEAD AGAINST THE WALL.
AGAIN. And AGAIN. And AGAIN.
Arthur lets go of Randall's head and Randall drops to the ground. Arthur leans back against the wall, out of breath, kind of slides down the wall to the floor--
Sees Gary huddled in the corner, trembling with fear--
ARTHUR (catching his breath)
Do you watch the Murray Franklin show? I'm gonna be on tonight.
Gary doesn't answer. Doesn't move--
ARTHUR
It's okay, Gary. You can go.
Gary backs away toward the door. Arthur sits there for a moment, breathing heavy, wipes Randall's blood off his face--
GARY (OS) Hey, Art?
Arthur turns, sees Gary at the front door. He points up high to the chain-lock. He can't reach it.
77.

Arthur just shakes his head to himself and gets up to unlock the door.
He walks past Gary who's still trembling almost too afraid to look up at him. Arthur leans over him and undoes the chain, opens the door. Gary takes off, Arthur closing the door behind him--
ANGLE ON ARTHUR, leaning his back against the wall. Takes out a cigarette, lights it with his left hand and smokes.
Exhales deeply.
INT. MOM'S BEDROOM, APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOON
CUT TO:
(Over the following, we don't see Arthur's face. We don't reveal his finished "look" just yet.)
CLOSE PICKING UP HIS NOTEBOOK, fanning through the pages--
INT. LIVING ROOM, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOON
CLOSE ON TAKING RANDALL'S WALLET OUT OF HIS BLOOD SOAKED PANTS, pulling out all the cash.
INT. KITCHEN, MOM'S APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOON
ARTHUR'S POV FINISHING WRITING A NOTE, "...on Murray Franklin
Tonight -- Pleese Watch!"
CLOSE ON STUFFING THE NOTE AND ALL OF RANDALL'S MONEY into an envelope--
TURNING ENVELOPE OVER, WRITING "SOFI" on the front.
INT. HALLWAY, APARTMENT BUILDING - LATE AFTERNOON
FOLLOWING BEHIND ARTHUR, walking down the hallway as if in slow motion, heading for Sophie's apartment. His dyed green hair now slicked back.
He's wearing an ill-fitting rust colored suit.
STILL FROM BEHIND, he lays the envelope in front of Sophie's door, then pulls something else out of his pocket -- his body obscuring what it is -- puts it down by her door and leaves.
78.

As he walks away down the hallway, we see what else Arthur left behind--
HIS MAGIC WAND OF FLOWERS, at Sophie's door. Hold.
INT. ELEVATOR, HALLWAY - LATE AFTERNOON
FROM BEHIND ARTHUR STEPPING ONTO THE ELEVATOR, TURNING TO FACE US AS THE DOOR STARTS TO CLOSE, FINALLY REVEALING HIS LOOK--
Green hair slicked back like one of the Wall Street assholes he killed... White grease paint smeared over his face... red nose painted on... blue peaks over and under his eyes... his mother's red lipstick crudely outlining his smiling mouth... Under the harsh flickering fluorescent lights, he looks like an insane version of his mask.
Ding. And as the door closes on his new face, again we HEAR the banging opening of Gary Glitter's "Rock n' Roll" but this time it's "Part 2", the instrumental version--
EXT. STEEP STAIRWAY, TENEMENTS - LATE AFTERNOON
ARTHUR, NOW "JOKER" DANCING HIS WAY DOWN THE LONG STAIRCASE, doing his own Bill "Bojangles" Robinson stair dance... Skipping and twirling down fours steps, dancing and singing along to the music in his head (and on the soundtrack)...
...Hopping back three...
...Shuffling on a step for a beat or two or three... Sun setting in the sky.
DET. BURKE (OS) (shouting)
Hey Arthur, we need to talk!
Joker looks back up the staircase rising above him and sees Garrity and Burke all the way up at the top of the steps.
He dances up a few steps toward the cops.. ...Pauses on the edge of a step... ...Teetering on the edge...
Then turns and dances as fast as he can back down the steps and takes off running down the street--
79.

Way up behind him, Burke and Garrity start down the steep staircase after him--
EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET, THE BRONX - CONTINUOUS
Joker running like his hair is on fire past guys hanging out on the sidewalk, glances behind to see if the two cops are chasing after him--
Doesn't see them yet, looks back forward and--
RUNS RIGHT INTO THE BACK of a black guy walking down the street, almost running him over--
THE BLACK GUY TURNS AROUND, HE'S WEARING WHITE FACE "JOKER" MAKE-UP.
JOKER TURNS SLOWING DOWN WALKING BACKWARD, staring at the black guy's clown face, but before he can say or do anything, sees Burke and Garrity turning onto the sidewalk from the stairs--
Joker takes off across the street, Burke and Garrity chase after him, "Rock 'n' Roll (Part 2)" still playing--
EXT. SIDE ALLEY, TENEMENTS - CONTINUOUS
Joker cuts through the garbage filled alley, the usual gang of kids hanging out on their fire-escape--
Garrity and Burke run into the alley, the kids on the fire escape start throwing whatever shit they can find at them, hurling insults in Spanish at the cops--
EXT. SIDE ALLEY, JEROME AVE - CONTINUOUS
Joker darts out from the alley onto the busy avenue, the elevated train entrance down across the way on the next corners. Joker runs across the street without looking--
RUNNING RIGHT IN FRONT OF AN ONCOMING YELLOW CAB--
BAM!
The cab hits him and Joker goes crashing into the windshield. Bounces up and over the car. Landing hard on the pavement--
Joker pops back up from getting hit. He's in pain. But not dead.
80.

Burke has drawn his service revolver as he runs out of the alley with Garrity--
Joker takes off running, limping down the street toward the entrance for the elevated train, passing a few other people dressed as clowns, some in "Joker" masks, others painted up to look like the "Joker" mask...
EXT. ELEVATED TRAIN STATION, STEPS - CONTINUOUS
Joker hustling up the stairs, dripping sweat, his white grease-paint running down his face, starts to slow down as he mixes in with the crowd of clowns. He gets to the top of the stairs, sees the waiting Jerome Ave/Downtown Express Train, looks back and catches a glimpse of Garrity and Burke at the bottom--
EXT. PLATFORM, ELEVATED TRAIN STATION - CONTINUOUS
Joker makes his way down the crowded platform, passengers starting to file on the train. It's packed with protesters heading to the rally at City Hall. Many carrying signs, most of them look like Joker, or are dressed as clowns. Joker fits in with all of them. "Rock 'n' Roll (Part 2)" ends.
Joker looks through the crowd of clowns and sees the two cops getting to the top of the stairs, looking up and down the platform for him. Pulling out their badges on chains from around their necks. Identifying themselves as cops.
Joker's willing the doors to close. But they don't.
The two detectives run onto the train just as the doors are finally closing--
INT. JEROME AVE/DOWNTOWN EXPRESS (MOVING) - CONTINUOUS
Joker moves through the loud train pushing through the rowdy protesters-- Into the next car, all of them packed.
AS THE TRAIN GOES UNDERGROUND, the lights flicker on and off-- car GOING BLACK FOR A FEW SECONDS as the train turns and dips and speeds down the tracks.
Joker glances back at Burke and Garrity pulling out their badges on chains around their necks. Smith & Wesson service revolvers by their sides. Shouting at the crowd, identifying themselves as cops.
Joker hears some on the train shouting back in anger at the police, keeps moving...
81.

82. past clown-faced protesters carrying signs, "RESIST"... "AM I
A CLOWN?"... "SAVE A CITY, KILL A YUPPIE"...
The two cops push through the car, scanning all the "clown" faces... So many look like Joker. They just shove protesters out of the way, shouting at them all the while. A few more voices rising up in protest--
Joker feels Burke and Garrity behind him getting closer. In the flickering light sees a DRUNK GUY (20's) wearing a 'Joker' mask and pulls it right off his face--
The drunk guy turns ready to fight.
He throws a punch at Joker, and Joker steps out of the way--
The guy pummels someone else--
A FIGHT BREAKS OUT, spilling down the car.
Joker slips the clown mask over his clown face--
AND JUST STANDS THERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CHAOS, at home with the mayhem all around him--
Garrity and Burke spot Joker's rust colored suit in the middle of the unruly mob--
Burke pulls his gun--
DET. BURKE (shouting)
EVERYBODY DOWN, GOTHAM PD!
The crowd doesn't drop to the ground. They just keep fighting with each other--
Burke sees Joker just standing there. Keeps yelling for the crowd to get down, get down, but they don't listen to him--
He starts shoving protesters down, out of the way-- and
AND THEN THE MOB TURNS ON HIM AND GARRITY, starts closing in around them--
Garrity and Burke are pointing their guns at the crowd, yelling panicked for them to back off, back off, and one idiot reaches for Garrity's gun--
Bang.
Burke fires into the crowd, as the train pulls into the station--

83. A protester falls dead. The other clowns on the train go
crazy, turning on the cops.
As the subway doors open, the violence spills out onto the platform, catch a glimpse of Joker walking away from the chaos. Taking off the mask and dropping it at his side as he heads up the stairs, disappearing into the crowd.
EXT. NCB STUDIOS, FRANKLIN THEATER - MIDTOWN - DUSK
WIDE SHOT, excited line of ticket holders waiting to get into "Live with Murray Franklin!" The poster marquee box near the door reads: "TONIGHT'S GUESTS. Lance Reynolds. Dr. Sally Friedman. And Special Guest."
INT. STUDIO 4B, STAGE - FRANKLIN THEATER - NIGHT
WIDE SHOT, set for "LIVE WITH MURRAY FRANKLIN!" is dark... but we can still make out his desk... the guest couch... Ellis Drane's band stand... huge multicolored curtain. Three TV monitors hang from the ceiling, facing the audience seats. Three studio cameras on the floor, black cables strewn everywhere.
INT. HALLWAY, FRANKLIN THEATER - NIGHT
WIDE SHOT, empty hallway.
Then Murray Franklin turns the corner, walking fast toward the drab dressing rooms with his producer, GENE UFLAND (50's), who's holding the show's rundown rolled up in his hand. Murray looks a little more frayed around the edges than he did in Arthur's fantasy.
GENE UFLAND
--You gotta see this nut for
yourself, Murray. I don't think we can put him on. With all the shit that's going on out there.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (in a sour mood; annoyed)
Jesus, Gene, I don't have time for this. Cindy's been breaking my balls all day.
GENE UFLAND
She's still mad at you about that
thing?

MURRAY FRANKLIN
Four marriages, you'd think I'da
fuckin' learned something. (then)
What do I gotta see? I already know he's a nut. That's why we're putting him on, it's a goof.
A young BLONDE INTERN walks by in the opposite direction. She nervously smiles to them and keeps walking. Both men turn and check out her ass. Murray winks at Gene.
GENE UFLAND
(just shakes his head, and
smiles)
I'm telling you, you gotta see him, Murray. I think it's too risky, the show's too big. It's worth too much to blow it on this,-- this freak.
INT. DRESSING ROOM, FRANKLIN THEATER - CONTINUOUS
Joker's sitting on a small couch in the cramped dressing room, watching the local news on a TV that's mounted up on the wall, live shots from the subway station where Burke shot the protestor, footage of the City Hall rally, clashes with police.
He's cleaned himself up as best he could... white grease- paint smeared more evenly over his face, green dyed hair slicked back in place. Red lips redone.
Murray and his producer Gene open the dressing room door without knocking--
Joker gets up off the couch and goes to shake Murray's hand. Murray pauses when he sees Joker's face.
JOKER
(shakes Murray's hand;
effusive) Murray,--
GENE UFLAND It's Mr. Franklin, buddy.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
Oh shut up, Gene. Who gives a shit.
84.

JOKER
Thanks, Murray. I feel like I know
you,-- I've been watching you forever. My mother never missed a show.
Murray nods not listening, he's heard this before.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
So what's with the face? Are you
part of the protests?
JOKER
No, I don't believe in any of that.
I don't believe in anything. I just thought it would be good for my act.
GENE UFLAND (upset)
Your act? Did you hear what happened on the subway? Some clown got killed.
Joker looks like he's about to bust out laughing. All of that news is playing out on the TV behind him. He takes a deep breath. Swallows the laugh.
Beat.
JOKER No. I hadn't heard.
GENE UFLAND (turns to Murray)
-- the audience is gonna go crazy if you put him on. It was okay maybe for a bit, but not a whole segment.
Murray thinks about it for a beat.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
No. I think it works. We're gonna
go with it.
Gene rubs his temples, he doesn't like this, but Murray is the boss.
JOKER Thank you, Murray.
85.

MURRAY FRANKLIN (flashes his bemused
smile; condescending)
Couple rules though,-- No cursing, no off-color material, we do a clean show, okay? You'll be on after Dr. Sally. Someone will come and get you. Good?
Joker nods good. Smiles back at Murray.
Murray and Gene turn to go, exchanging smirks with each other as they walk out, making light of Joker who we see behind them still standing there.
JOKER
Hey Murray,-- one small thing? When
you bring me out, can you introduce me as “Joker”?
Murray and Gene look back at him
GENE UFLAND
What? You don’t want to use your
real name?
JOKER
Honestly, I don't even know what my
real name is.
Joker smiles, the guys can't tell if he's kidding or not.
JOKER
Besides, that's what you called me
on the show, Murray. A joker. Remember?
MURRAY FRANKLIN (to Gene; trying not to
crack up) Did I?
GENE UFLAND I have no idea.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns back to Joker)
Well, if you say so, kid. Joker it is.
Murray starts to laugh at Joker as he closes the dressing room door, shutting it right in his face.
CUT TO:
86.

INT. BACKSTAGE, BEHIND CURTAIN - STUDIO 4B - NIGHT
JOKER'S BACKSTAGE AT THE EDGE OF THE CURTAIN, trying to watch the show through a slim gap. Behind him there's a monitor on a cart playing the live feed.
He moves the curtain aside to get a better look-- Glimpses Murray laughing, finishing up talking to noted sex therapist DR. SALLY FRIEDMAN (60's), sitting next to Barry O'Donnell.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
-- I'll try it, but I'm not sure my
wife will let me do it. Maybe my next wife.
The audience laughs.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (laughs; to Dr. Sally)
Will you stick around? You gotta see our next guest for yourself. I'm pretty sure he could use a doctor.
DR. SALLY FRIEDMAN
Oh. Does he have sexual problems?
MURRAY FRANKLIN
He looks like he's got a lot of
problems. Another big laugh.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns, looks into camera)
Alright folks, don't go anywhere. We'll be right back.
APPLAUSE SIGN LIGHTS UP. Everyone claps. Joker keeps watching Murray through the slim gap at the end of the curtain. Hears the FLOOR MANAGER shout, "And we're out. Back in three."
Joker adjusts the gun in the waist of his pants. Takes a deep breath.
INT. DIRECTOR'S BOOTH, STUDIO 4B - NIGHT
Perched one story above the studio. There's a long console where the DIRECTOR sits in front of a gooseneck microphone, looking over a double-bank of monitors.
87.

Sitting next to him are the ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR who times the show, and the TECHNICAL DIRECTOR who operates the board. The monitor showing the live feed is playing a commercial.
ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR Back in 30 seconds.
DIRECTOR
Okay, cue the clip. We'll come to
it straight out of break.
ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR Five... Four... Three...
DIRECTOR
Roll clip. Put up the show graphic.
ON THE SHOW MONITOR, video of Joker's original stand-up performance comes up with the show's graphic in the lower right of the screen.
INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUS
ON THE SET, Murray watches the clip on the monitor above his desk, can't help but laugh. Sees the FLOOR MANAGER counting him down silently with her fingers... Three... Two... points to Camera One.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (looking into camera)
O-kay, you may have seen that clip of our next guest when we first played it a couple weeks ago. Now before he comes out, I just want to say that we're all heartbroken at what's going on in the city tonight. But, this is how he wanted to come out, and honestly I think we could all use a good laugh. So, please welcome-- Joker.
BEHIND THE SHIMMERING MULTICOLORED CURTAIN, Joker gathers himself, ready for his moment. Doesn't hear his introduction or see a STAGEHAND pull open the curtain for him to go out--
ON SET, THE CURTAIN'S OPEN, Ellis Drane and his Jazz Orchestra are playing Joker on. He doesn't come out. Murray looks over to the empty space in the curtain.
The audience laughs.
BEHIND THE CURTAIN, Joker sees the stagehand motioning for him to go out on stage.
88.

Joker starts out, pausing when he takes a step into the bright lights. The stagehand doesn't see him stop, and drops the curtain back on Joker before the audience can really see his face--
Tangling Joker up in the curtain.
The audience keeps laughing thinking it's part of his act. The band keeps playing him on. Joker untangles himself from the curtain and the audience gets a good look at him.
Some continue laughing. A few boo. Most don't know what to make of him.
Joker walks across the stage, forgetting to wave like he practiced. He trips over the riser surrounding the set when he goes to shake Murray's hand. Almost falls on him.
Murray tries not to crack up. The audience laughs. Thinks it's part of Joker's act.
Joker reaches out to hug Dr. Sally as she goes in for a handshake. Another awkward moment. More laughs.
Barry O'Donnell stands there with his hands up, as if to say "what about me?"
Joker ignores him and just sits down next to Murray. Crosses and uncrosses his legs. Can't get comfortable. Murray shakes his head.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
So, ahhh, thanks for coming on the
show. But I gotta tell ya, with what happened at City Hall today, I'm sure many of our viewers here, and at home, might find this look of yours in poor taste.
Joker's not listening to Murray. He's mesmerized by all the lights shining on him... all the eyes on him... he doesn't answer Murray.
Nervous laughter from the audience.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (tries again)
So... can you tell us why you're dressed like this? A lot of protesters are going with this look, right? City seems to be full of clowns these days.
A long uncomfortable beat.
89.

JOKER
(glances at the studio
audience; awkward) Yeah. Isn't it great?
INT. DIRECTOR'S BOOTH, STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUS
Dead silence in the booth, everybody's just staring at the monitors.
TECHNICAL DIRECTOR (looks to the director)
This guy's got nothing.
DIRECTOR
(hits the producer's talk
button; into the mic)
Gene, what the hell? You wanna kill this?
INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - CONTINUOUS
Murray glances over at his producer Gene Ufland, who's sitting off-camera on a director's chair by a monitor. Gene shrugs at him.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (smiles; trying to save
the interview)
So when we talked earlier, you mentioned that you aren't political. That this look isn't a political statement.
JOKER
That's right. I'm not political,
Murray. I'm just trying to make people laugh.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (beat; smiles)
How's that goin' for ya?
The studio audience laughs at Joker. Joker doesn't answer Murray, just smiles to himself.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (trying not to laugh)
Have you been working on any new
material? Do you want to tell us a joke now?
90.

The audience claps, egging Joker on to tell a joke. Joker reaches into his jacket pocket and--
Pulls out his worn notebook. Looks through it, sees Bruce Wayne's photo, pauses for a moment then turns the page. Finds the joke--
JOKER (reading)
Okay. Here's one. Knock-knock. MURRAY FRANKLIN
And you had to look that up?
Studio audience laughs.
JOKER
(nods; reads it again)
I want to get it right. Knock knock.
Murray makes a face like, "Okay, I’ll go along with this."
MURRAY FRANKLIN Who’s there?
Joker looks up from his notebook-- Sees the audience looking back at him, waiting for the punchline.
Decides to finish the joke--
JOKER
It's the police, ma'am. Your son
has been hit by a drunk driver. He's dead.
A few in the audience groan. A couple even laugh.
Ellis Drane plays "wha-wha-wha-whuuuuh" on his trumpet from the band stand. Barry O'Donnell clears his throat.
DR. SALLY FRIEDMAN Ahhhh! No, no,-- You can not joke
about that.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (shakes his head;
irritated)
Yeah, that's not funny, that's not the kind of humor we do on this show.
91.

Murray glances over at Gene in the wings. He gives him the "wrap it up" sign.
Beat.
JOKER
(just keeps going, on a
roll)
Sorry. It's been a rough few weeks, Murray. Ever since I killed those three Wall Street guys.
Studio audience can't tell if he's joking or not. Murray can't either.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (looks at him confused)
Okay. I'm waiting for the punchline.
JOKER
There is no punchline. It's not a
joke.
INT. DIRECTOR'S BOOTH, STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUS
The director stares at the monitor.
DIRECTOR
Did he just confess to killing the
Wall Street Three?
TECHNICAL DIRECTOR (horrified)
Yeah. I think he did.
ASSOCIATE DIRECTOR (turns to the director,
nods)
He definitely did.
DIRECTOR Jesus Christ.
(hits the camera talk button, into mic)
Camera Three, get in close.
ANGLE ON MONITOR, Camera Three slowly zooming in close on Joker's face.
92.

INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - CONTINUOUS
Gene Ufland motions for Murray to kill the interview. Murray shakes his head to himself. This is a big "get," it could be great television.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (turns back to Joker; with
gravitas)
You're serious, aren't you? You're telling us you killed those three young men on the subway. Why should we believe you?
JOKER (shrugs)
I got nothing left to lose, Murray. Nothing can hurt me anymore. This is my fate, my life is nothing but a comedy.
INT. SOPHIE'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Sophie's sitting on her couch watching this interview play out on TV. GiGi's asleep next to her. The open envelope and the money are lying on the coffee table. No sign of the flowers anywhere.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (ON TV) Let me get this straight, you think
killing those guys is funny?
JOKER (ON TV)
Comedy is sub, subjective, isn't
that what they say? All of you, the system that knows so much, you decide what's right or wrong. What's real or what's made up. The same way you decide what's funny or not.
Sophie edges forward on the couch, can almost see a hint of agreement on her face.
INT. TALK SHOW SET, STAGE - STUDIO 4B - CONTINUOUS
Back on set, we can tell by the way Murray's now interviewing Joker, talking to him slower, more thoughtfully, that he thinks this is gonna get him an Emmy... Maybe even a Peabody.
93.

MURRAY FRANKLIN (beat)
Okay, I think I understand. You did it to start a movement, to become a symbol.
JOKER
C'mon, Murray, do I look like the
kind of clown who could start a movement? I killed those guys because they were awful. Everybody's awful these days. It's enough to make anyone crazy.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
So that's it, huh, you're crazy.
That's your defense for killing three young men? Because they were mean to you?
JOKER
No. They couldn't carry a tune to
save their lives.
Some audible groans from the audience.
JOKER
Why is everyone so upset about
these guys? Because Thomas Wayne went and cried about them on TV?
MURRAY FRANKLIN
You have a problem with Thomas
Wayne, too?
JOKER
Yeah. I do. Everything comes so
easy for him.
MURRAY FRANKLIN And what's wrong with that?
JOKER
Have you seen what it's like out
there, Murray? Do you ever actually leave this studio? Everybody just yells and screams at each other. Nobody's civil anymore. Nobody thinks what it's like to be the other guy. You think men like Thomas Wayne ever think what it's like to be a guy like me? To be anybody but themselves.
(MORE)
94.

JOKER (CONT’D)
(shaking his head, voice rising)
They don't. They think we'll all just sit there and take it like good little boys. That we won't go wild. Well, this is for all of you out there.
Joker "howls at the moon." It's fucking weird.
MURRAY FRANKLIN
So much self-pity, Arthur. You
sound like you're making excuses for killing three young men. Not everybody's awful.
JOKER You're awful, Murray.
There is no more laughter. The audience is watching this exchange with full attention.
MURRAY FRANKLIN Me? How am I awful?
JOKER
Playing my video, inviting me on
the show,-- You just wanted to make fun of me. You're just like the rest of them, Murray. Everything comes too easy for you.
MURRAY FRANKLIN (on the spot; defensive)
You don't know the first thing about me, pal. Look what happened because of what you did, what it led to. There are riots out there. Two policemen are in critical condition, someone was killed today.
JOKER
How about another joke, Murray?
MURRAY FRANKLIN
No, I think we've had enough
of your jokes--
JOKER
What do you get when you
cross a mentally-ill loner with a system that abandons him and treats him like trash?
95.

JOKER (pulling the gun)
I'll tell you what you get. You get what you fucking deserve,--
And as Murray Franklin turns, JOKER SHOOTS THE SIDE OF MURRAY'S HEAD OFF--
Blood splatters all over the back of the set. Some spraying in Joker's face. AUDIENCE SCREAMS! Dr. Sally dives for the floor. Barry O'Donnell reaches over her to try and save Murray--
INT. SOPHIE'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Sophie screams and jumps to her feet horrified! Waking up GiGi who starts to cry when she sees what's on television--
ANGLE ON TELEVISION, Joker gets up and walks right up to the camera. Blood sprayed over his white painted face. Hear the studio audience still screaming, bedlam all around him.
JOKER (ON TV) (looks straight into
camera; screams Murray's
signature sign off)
GOOD NIGHT AND ALWAYS REMEMBER,-- THAT'S LIFE!
And as Joker waves goodbye to the home audience, a black & white "INDIAN-HEAD TEST PATTERN" playing HERB ALPERT's "Spanish Flea" cuts off the show--
"PLEASE STAND BY"
CUT TO:
INDIAN-HEAD TEST PATTERN IN THE MIDDLE/BOTTOM HALF OF THE SCREEN... A NEWS BULLETIN SPLIT INTO THE RIGHT/BOTTOM HALF... REST OF THE FRAME BLACK...
A solemn WGC ANCHORMAN (50's) sits behind the news desk. We still hear "Spanish Flea" playing...
WGC ANCHORMAN
Good evening. Breaking news,--
Popular TV talk show host, Murray Franklin, was shot dead tonight on the live telecast of his program by one of his guests.
96.

THE SCREEN SPLITS AGAIN, MIDDLE OF ANOTHER NEWS BROADCAST LEFT/BOTTOM HALF...
Middle of a clip of Joker shooting Murray Franklin on the show, screaming into the camera, then getting tackled down to the ground, hear an IBN ANCHORWOMAN (40's) talking over the video.
97.
IBN ANCHORWOMAN (VO) -- the man, who was introduced by Franklin as "Joker", is currently under arrest.
WGC ANCHORMAN (continuing)
Warning, the following video is graphic and may be disturbing to some of you.
THREE MORE SPLIT SCREENS APPEAR ACROSS THE TOP OF THE BLACK FRAME ONE RIGHT AFTER ANOTHER, LEFT/TOP A REPORTER IN FRONT OF A CROWD AT THE NCB STUDIOS... MIDDLE/TOP RAW FOOTAGE OF THE RIOTING AND LOOTING... AND RIGHT/TOP AN ANC NEWS REPORTER ON THE STREET...
NCB NEWS REPORTER
Just minutes ago, police led the suspect handcuffed out of the studio. When asked why he did it, he just laughed and said he didn't understand the question.
ANC NEWS REPORTER (shouting; breathless)
Looting and rioting have intensified here after the Franklin shooting. More people pouring into the streets, many wearing clown masks. And as you see, Gotham is burning.
Right/bottom split screen they show the shooting from multiple angles, slowed-down... Left/bottom they cut to the IBN Anchorwoman sitting behind the desk... In the middle, the "Indian-Head Test Pattern" keeps playing...
IBN ANCHORWOMAN (continuing)
The man said he meant no harm. Again, Murray Franklin dead tonight, killed live on the set of his own show.
WGC ANCHORMAN (VO) (continuing)
After he was arrested, he told police officials, that he meant nothing by it, that it was merely just a punchline to a joke.
ALL SIX SPLIT-SCREENS PLAYING AT ONCE, "Spanish Flea" on a loop, a cacophony of noise, competing video of Joker shooting Murray interspersed with footage of rioting and fires, "Indian-Head Test Pattern" the only constant. It's enough to drive anybody crazy--
CUT TO:

INT. GOTHAM SQUAD CAR (MOVING), GOTHAM STREETS - NIGHT
DEAD SILENCE. JOKER GAZING OUT THE WINDOW, at all the violence and madness in the city. We only see it in the reflection of the glass... the fires burning... the mob crowding the streets. Joker's handcuffed in the back of the squad car moving slowly through the rioting, sirens wailing, red lights flashing, blood still splattered on his face.
AND HE STARTS TO LAUGH. It's not his affliction, he just finds it all so hilarious.
POLICE OFFICER #1 (OS) Stop laughing, you freak. This
isn't funny.
AND JOKER JUST LAUGHS HARDER--
POLICE OFFICER #2 (glancing at Joker in the
back seat)
Yeah, the whole fucking city's on fire cause of what you did.
JOKER STOPS LAUGHING AND LEANS FORWARD, FACE PRESSED AGAINST THE GRATE--
JOKER
I know. Isn't it beautiful.
AND BEFORE THE OFFICERS CAN ANSWER THE SQUAD CAR GETS HIT BY A SCREAMING AMBULANCE SPEEDING LIGHTS FLASHING DOWN A CROSS STREET--
VIOLENTLY CRASHING INTO JOKER'S SIDE, Joker flying like a rag doll crashing against the opposite door, glass spraying--
BOTH COPS BANGING AGAINST THE DASHBOARD AND DOORS, bones breaking, screaming in pain and terror--
THE SQUAD CAR GETS PUSHED INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC, A yellow cab headed straight for it, swerves right to avoid, clipping the front end of the squad car and flipping onto its side.
THE SQUAD CAR COMES TO A STOP in the middle of all the chaos, ambulance lights still flashing, fires burning--
Nobody inside the wreckage moves. Glass and twisted metal everywhere. Through the broken window looks like TWO MEN IN CLOWN MASKS getting out of the ambulance--
ANGLE ON JOKER, head slumped to the side, face and mouth cut up and bleeding, blood smearing his dyed green hair.
98.

He looks dead. And we HEAR the soft and familiar opening to FERRANTE & TEICHER's piano version of "Send in the Clowns"...
SUDDENLY HANDS REACH INTO THE BACK OF THE SQUAD CAR, hands grabbing Joker's body, pulling him out--
CUT TO:
EXT. MOVIE THEATER, STREET - UPTOWN - NIGHT
A LIMOUSINE ON FIRE SLOWLY ROLLS THROUGH FRAME as if in slow- motion, we pan with it to--
A WELL-HEELED CROWD LETTING OUT OF A MOVIE THEATER, coming upon the car on fire, realizing the violence has reached here, the nice part of town... Gangs of punks wearing clown masks running past, breaking car windows, sirens wailing... Catch a glimpse of the lit up marquee listing the films playing, "Blow Out" and "Zorro the Gay Blade". Hear "Send in the Clowns" still playing...
FROM BEHIND SEE A SILHOUETTED COUPLE AND THEIR KID hurry down the dark side of the street, ducking into an alley to avoid the chaos--
Catch a glimpse of a punk in a "Joker" mask following after them pulling a gun--
EXT. ALLEY, MOVIE THEATER - CONTINUOUS
FROM BEHIND, FAMILY IN THE SHADOWS see the guy's eyes go wide behind the mask, pointing his gun, music swelling--
PUNK (shouting)
Hey Wayne! You get what you fucking deserve.
And the punk shoots the man. Reaches out and grabs something off the woman's neck before he shoots her as well. Both fall to the ground dead. Revealing their young son standing behind them--
CLOSE ON EIGHT-YEAR-OLD BRUCE WAYNE, closing his eyes as blood sprays across his face. He opens his eyes and looks up scared at the man in the "Joker" mask who killed his parents, Thomas and Martha Wayne.
CUT BACK TO:
99.

EXT. SQUAD CAR (CRASHED), STREET - NIGHT
FROM ABOVE, JOKER LAID OUT ON THE HOOD, arms spread, his hands uncuffed, a crowd has started to form around the wreckage, checking out his broken body--
ANGLE ON JOKER, A CROOKED SMILE PLASTERED ON HIS FACE, laughing, coughing up blood. The crowd steps back in surprise. Joker stumbles to his feet, standing up on the hood of the car--
Looks out at the city burning all around him... the crowd at his feet stunned that's he's alive... And over it all, Joker HEARS A STUDIO AUDIENCE APPLAUDING...
He raises a hands above his head, does a little dance move and the CROWD GOES CRAZY--
CLOSE ON JOKER, tears in his eyes from all the pain and suffering, still he keeps smiling as he wipes his bloody hand
from one cheek across his a wide blood-soaked smile how fucking happy he is--
He is the Joker.
A long beat.
HEAR LAUGHTER.
The sound of a man totally cracking up.
mouth to his other cheek, smearing across his face so they can all see
100.
INT. ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL, INTERVIEW ROOM - MORNING
CLOSE ON JOKER, tears in his eyes from laughing so hard. Still smiling. His head's been shaved, he's wearing white institutional clothes. He looks medicated or maybe even lobotomized.
He's sitting across from an overworked HOSPITAL DOCTOR (50's), African American woman. Somehow it's the exact same room Joker imagined his mother was in some 30 years ago. The room and the doctor also look vaguely similar to the social worker and her office in the opening scene.
The doctor just sits there, waiting for him to stop laughing. A weathered notebook is on the table in front of him. Finally, Joker stops himself.
CUT TO BLACK.
FADE IN:

HOSPITAL DOCTOR What's so funny?
He takes a deep breath, his eyes are glazed over. His voice is scratchy, like he doesn't use it much. But the smile never leaves his crooked lips.
Beat.
JOKER
--just thinking of this joke.
HOSPITAL DOCTOR
Do you want to tell it to me?
JOKER
You wouldn't get it.
The doctor writes something down in her notes.
HOSPITAL DOCTOR How are you feeling?
JOKER
Good. Everything's good now.
HOSPITAL DOCTOR
Have you been keeping up with your
journal? Joker slowly nods.
HOSPITAL DOCTOR
Great. Have you been writing about
what happened? About your episode?
JOKER How I remember it.
HOSPITAL DOCTOR (re: the journal)
May I see?
Joker slides his journal across to her. She picks it up and flips through the pages--
ANGLE ON JOURNAL, blank page after blank page, there's nothing inside of it.
The doctor looks up at him confused. Beat.
101.

ANGLE ON JOKER, his smile creeping wider across his face. And we HEAR the groovy organ opening to FRANK SINATRA's anthem "That's Life"...
Beat.
INT. HALLWAY, ARKHAM STATE HOSPITAL - MORNING
From behind, see Joker shuffling down the long hallway past all the other mental patients. Sinatra starts singing...
And Joker does a slide step to the music like he can hear it too... into a skip... and another slide step into a spin... Dancing down the hallway into the sunset...
"That's Life" keeps playing over credits.
IRIS OUT:
102.

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- Can you see?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- Mm-hmm.
How about now?
Can you see now?
All right.
Ready? Three fingers.
Nice!
- Nice throw, kiddo!
- Go.
Hey, you guys want mayo
or mustard, or both?
Who wants mayo on a hotdog?
Pardon your brothers. Two mustards, please!
Thanks, momma.
Got it.
Nate, mayo or mustard?
I want ketchup.
Mind your elbow...
Good job, Hawkeye!
Go get your arrow.
Hey, guys. Enough practice.
Soup's on.
All right. We're coming.
We're hungry.
Lila, let's go.
Lila?
Honey?
Babe?
Babe?
Babe?
Boys!
Boys?
Laura!
You don't need to do that,
because you're just
holding the position.
Come on.
That was close.
That's a goal. We're
now one a-piece.
I would like to try again.
We're tied up.
Feel the tension? It's fun.
That was terrible. Now you
have a chance to win.
And you won. Congratulations.
Fair game.
Good sport.
You had fun?
It was fun.
This thing on?
Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.
If you find this recording...
don't post it, on social media.
It's gonna be a real tear-jerker.
I don't know if you're
ever gonna see these.
I don't even know
if you're still...
Oh, God. I hope so...
Today is day 21... uh, 22.
You know, if it wasn't for
the existensial terror of
staring into the
literal void of space,
I'd say, I'm feeling
more better today.
The infection's run its course,
thanks to the blue meanie back there.
You'd love her. Very practical.
Only a tiny bit sadistic.
Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, but
we figured out a way to reverse the ion charge
to buy ourselves, about,
48 hours of playtime.
But it's now dead in the water.
We're 1,000 lightyears
from the nearest 7-11.
Oxygen will run out
tomorrow morning.
That'll be it.
And Pep, I...
I know I said no
more surprises, but
I gotta say I was really hoping
to pull off one last one.
But it looks like...
Well, you know what
it looks like.
Don't feel bad about this.
I mean actually if you
grovel for a couple weeks,
and then, move on
with enormous guilt.
I should probably lie down.
I'm gonna caress my
Please know that...
When I drift off, it will be
goodbye the whole time...
I'll think about you.
Because it's always you.
- Couldn't stop him.
- Neither could I.
I lost the kid.
Tony, we lost.
Is, umm...
Oh, my God!
It's okay.
It's been 23 days since
Thanos came to Earth.
World governments are in pieces.
The parts that are still working
are trying to take a census,
And it looks like he did...
He did exactly what he said he
was gonna do. Thanos wiped out..
...fifty percent of
all living creatures.
Where is he now? Where?
We don't know.
He just opened a portal
and walked through.
What's wrong with him?
He's pissed.
He thinks he failed.
Which of course he did, but there's a
lot of that goin' around, ain't there?
Honestly, at this exact second, I
thought you were a Build-A-Bear.
Maybe I am.
We've been hunting Thanos
for three weeks now.
Deep space scans, and
satellites, and we got nothing.
- Tony you fought him.
- Who told you that?
Didn't fight him.
No. He wiped my face
with a planet while a
Bleecker Street magician
gave away the stone.
- That's what happened. There was no fight...
- Okay.
Did he give you any clues?
Any coordinates, anything?
Pfft!
I saw this coming a few years back. I had
a vision. I didn't wanna believe it.
Thought I was dreaming.
- Tony I'm gonna need you to focus.
- And I needed you.
As in past tense. That trumps what
you need. It's too late, buddy.
Sorry.
You know what I need?
I need to shave.
- And I believe I rememeber telling
- Tony, Tony, Tony...
why that otherwise,
that what we needed was a suit of armor
around the world. Remember that?
Whether it impacted our precious
freedoms, or not. That's what we needed.
- Well that didn't work out, did it?
- I said we'd lose.
You said, "We'll do
that together, too."
Well guess what, Cap? We lost.
You weren't there.
But that's what we do, right?
Our best work after the fact?
We're the Avengers? We're the Avengers?
Not the Prevengers?
Okay. You made your point.
Just sit down, okay?
- No, no. Here's my... She's great, by the way.
- Tony, sit, sit down!
We need you. You're new blood.
Bunch of tired old mills...
I got nothing for you, Cap.
I got no coordinates,
no clues, no strategies,
no options...
Zero. Zip. Nada. No
trust, you liar...
Here, take this. You find
him and you put that on.
You hide.
- Tony!
- I'm fine. I...
Bruce gave him a sedative. He's gonna
probably be out for the rest of the day.
You guys take care of him. And I'll bring
an Bezurian elixir when I come back.
- Where are you going?
- To kill Thanos.
Hey.
You know we usually work
as a team here, and
between you and I we're
also a little fragile.
We realize up there is more your
territory but this is our fight, too.
- You even know where he is?
- I know people who might.
Don't bother.
I can tell you where Thanos is.
Thanos spent a long time
trying to perfect me.
Then when he worked, he
talked about his great plan.
Even disassembled, I
wanted to please him.
I'd ask, where would we go
once his plan was complete?
His answer was always the same.
To The Garden.
That's cute. Thanos has
a retirement plan.
So where is he, then?
When Thanos snapped his fingers,
Earth became ground zero for a power surge
of ridiculously cosmic proportions.
No one's ever seen anything like it...
until two days ago.
On this planet.
Thanos is there.
He used the stones again.
Hey, hey, hey...
We'd be going in
short-handed, you know?
- Look, he still got the stones, so...
- So let's get him.
- We use them to bring everyone back.
- Just like that?
Yeah. Just like that.
Even if there's a small chance
that we can undo this...
I mean, we owe it to everyone
who's not in this room to try.
If we do this, how do we know it's gonna
end any differently than it did before?
Because before, you
didn't have me.
Hey, new girl, everybody in this
room is about that superhero life.
And if you don't mind my asking, where
the hell have you been all this time?
There are a lot of other
planets in the universe.
And unfortunately, they
didn't have you guys.
I like this one.
Let's go get this
son of a bitch.
Okay. Who here hasn't
been to space?
You better not throw
up on my ship.
Approaching jump in 3.. 2.. 1.
I'll head down for recon.
- This is gonna work Steve.
- I know it will.
Because I don't know what
I'm gonna do if it doesn't.
No satellites, no ships, no armies,
no ground defenses of any kind.
It's just him.
Then that's enough.
Oh, no.
Where are they?
Answer the question.
The universe
required correction.
After that, the stones served
no purpose, beyond temptation.
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to
destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
We have to tear this place apart.
He has to be lying.
My father is many things.
A liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
What... what did you do?
I went for the head.
So I, uh...
Went on a date the other day.
It's the first time in five years,
you know? Sit there, dinner...
I didn't know what
to talk about.
What did you talk about?
Same old crap, you know? How
things have changed, and...
My job, his job....
How much we miss the Mets.
Then things get quiet..
He cried as they were
serving the salads.
What about you?
I cried just before dessert.
But I'm seeing him
again tomorrow, so...
That's great.
You did the hardest part.
You took the jump, you
didn't know where you
were gonna come down.
And that's it. That's those little
brave baby steps you gotta take.
To try and become whole again.
To try and find purpose.
I went in the ice in '45 right
after I met the love of my life.
Woke up 70 years later.
You got to move on.
Got to move on.
The world is in our hands.
It's left to us guys.
And we got to do
something with it.
Otherwise...
Thanos should've
killed all of us.
What the hell?
Hope?
Kid! Hey, kid!
What the hell happened here?
My God...
No. Please. Please, please.
No, no, no...
Excuse me. Sorry.
No, Cassie, no.
No.
No, no.
Please, please,
please, please....
No, Cassie...
What?
Cassie?
Dad?
You're so big!
Yeah, we boarded that highly
suspect warship Danvers pinged.
It was an infectious
garbage scowl.
So, thanks for the hot tip.
- Well, you were closer.
- Yeah. And now we smell like garbage.
You get a reading
on those tremors?
It was a mild subduction
under the African plate.
Do we have a visual? How
are we handling it?
Nat, it's an earthquake
under the ocean.
We handle it by not handling it.
Carol, are we seeing
you here next month?
- Not likely.
- What, you gonna get another haircut?
Listen, fur-face. I'm
covering a lot of territory.
The things that are
happening on Earth are
happening everywhere, on
thousands of planets.
That's a good point.
That's a good point.
So you might not see
me for a long time.
All right. Uh, well...
This channel is always active.
So, anything goes sideways...
Anyone's making trouble
where they shouldn't...
- Comes through me.
- Okay.
All right.
Good luck.
- Where are you?
- Mexico.
The federales found a
room full of bodies.
Looks like a bunch of cartel guys. Never
even had the chance to get their guns off.
- It's probably a rival gang...
- Except it isn't.
It's definitely Barton.
What he's done here, what he's
been doing for the last few years,
I mean, the scene
that he left...
I gotta tell you, there's a part of
me that doesn't even wanna find him.
Will you find out where
he's going next?
Nat...
Please.
Okay.
You know I'd offer to clip your dinner
but you seem pretty miserable already.
You here to do your laundry?
And to see a friend.
Clearly, your friend is fine.
You know I saw a pod of whales
when I was coming up the bridge.
- In the Hudson?
- There's fewer ships, cleaner water.
You know, if you're about to tell
me to look on the bright side...
Um...
I'm about to hit you in the head
with a peanut butter sandwich.
Sorry. Force of habit.
You know I keep telling everybody
they should move on and... grow.
Some do.
But not us.
- If I move on, who does this?
- Maybe it doesn't need to be done.
I used to have nothing.
And then I got this.
This job.
This family.
And I was... I was
better because of it.
And even though...
they're gone...
Now, I'm still
trying to be better.
I think we both
need to get a life.
You first.
Oh... Hi. Hi!
Is anyone home?
This is Scott Lang.
We met a few years ago, at the airport?
In Germany?
I got really big and
I had my mask on.
- You wouldn't recognize me.
- Is this an old message?
Ant-Man? Ant-Man, I
know you know that.
It's the front gate.
I need to talk to you guys.
Scott.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Have either of you guys ever
studied quantum physics?
Only in mid-conversation.
Alright. So...
Five years ago, right before...
Thanos,
I was in a place called
the quantum realm.
The quantum realm is like its
own microscopic universe.
To get in there, you have to be
incredibly small. Hope, she's my...
She... she was my...
She was supposed to pull me out.
And then Thanos happened, and
- I got stuck in there.
- Sorry. That must've been a long 5 years.
Yeah, but that's just it.
It wasn't.
For me it was five hours.
See, the rules of the quantum realm
aren't like they are up here.
Everything is unpredictable. Is that
anybody's sandwich? I'm starving.
Scott.
What are you talking about?
So...
What I'm saying is...
Time works differently
in the quantum realm.
The only problem is right now, we
don't have a way to navigate it.
But what if we did?
I can't stop thinking about it. What
if we could somehow control the chaos,
and we could navigate it? What if
there was a way that we can enter
the quantum realm at a certain
point in time but then
exit the quantum realm at
another point in time? Like...
Like before Thanos.
Wait, are you talking
about a time machine?
No. No, of course not.
No, not a time machine.
It's more like a...
Yeah, a time machine. I know it's crazy.
It's crazy.
But I can't stop thinking about it.
There's gotta be...
Some wa... It's crazy.
I get e-mails from a raccoon. So,
nothing sounds crazy anymore.
So who do we talk to about this?
Chow-time!
Morgoona.
Morgan H. Stark.
Want some lunch?
- Define lunch or be disintegrated.
- Okay.
You should not be
wearing that, okay?
That is part of a special anniversary
gift I'm making for Mom.
There you go. Are you
thinking about lunch?
Want a handful of crickets?
- No.
- That's what you want.
- How did you find this?
- Garage.
Really?
- Were you looking for it?
- No.
I found it, though.
You like going to the garage, huh?
So does Daddy.
It's fine actually. Mom never
wears anything I wear.
Now, we know what
it sounds like...
Tony after everything you've seen,
is anything really impossible...
Quantum fluctuation messes
with the Planck scale,
which then triggers the Deutsch
proposition. Can we agree on that?
Thank you.
In Layman's terms, it means
you're not coming home.
- I did.
- No.
You accidentally survived. It's a---
It's a billion-to-one
cosmic fluke.
And now you wanna pull a...
What do you call it?
- A time heist?
- Yeah. Time heist.
Of course. Why didn't we
think of this before?
Oh! Because it's laughable?
Because it's a pipedream?
The stones are in the past. We
can go back and we can get them.
We can snap our own fingers.
We can bring everybody back.
Or screw it up worse than
he already has, right?
I don't believe we would.
Gotta say this. Sometimes, I
miss that giddy optimism.
However, high hopes won't
help if there's no logical,
tangible, way for me to safely
execute said time heist.
I believe the most likely outcome
will be our collective demise.
Not if we strictly follow
the rules of time travel.
That means no talking to our past selves,
no betting on sporting events...
I'm gonna stop you
right there, Scott.
Are you seriously telling
me that your plan to
save the universe is based
on Back to the Future?
- No.
- Good. You had me worried there.
'Cause that'd be horseshit. That's
not how quantum physics works.
Tony...
We have to take a stand.
We did stand. And
yet, here we are.
I know you got a lot on the line.
You got a wife, a daughter.
But I lost someone very important to me.
A lot of people did.
And now, now, we have a chance to bring
her back. To bring everyone back.
And you're telling me
that you won't even...
That's right, Scott.
I won't. Leave it.
Got a kid.
Mommy told me to
come and save you.
Good job. I'm saved.
I wish you'd come here to
ask me something else.
Anything else. Honestly, I
missed you guys, it was...
- Oh, and table's set for six.
- Tony, I get it.
And I'm happy for you.
I really am.
But this is a second chance.
I got my second chance
right here, Cap.
I can't roll the dice again.
If you don't talk shop,
you can stay for lunch.
- He's scared.
- He's not wrong.
Yeah, but I mean,
what are we gonna do?
We need him. What,
are we gonna stop?
No. I wanna do it right.
We're gonna need a
really big brain.
Bigger than his?
Come on. I feel like I'm the only
one eating. Try some of that.
Have some eggs.
I'm so confused.
- These are confusing times.
- Right. No, no...
- That's not what I meant. I...
- No, I get it.
I'm kidding! I know. It's crazy.
- I'm wearing shirts now.
- Yeah! How? Why?
Five years ago we
got our asses beat.
Except it was worse for me.
Because I lost twice.
First, Hulk lost. Then Banner lost.
Then, we all lost.
- No one blamed you, Bruce.
- I did.
For years I've been
treating the Hulk like he's
some kind of disease,
something to get rid of.
But then I started looking
at him as the cure.
Eighteen months in a gamma lab. I put
the brains and the brawn together.
And now look at me.
Best of both worlds.
- Excuse me, Mr. Hulk?
- Yes?
- Can we get a photo?
- 100%, little person.
Come on, step on up. You mind?
Oh.
- Say "green."
- Green.
Greeeen.
- Did you get that?
- That's good.
Don't you wanna grab one with me?
I'm Ant-Man.
They're Hulk fans.
They don't know Ant-Man.
- Nobody does.
- Wait, no, no, he wants to...
You want to take a
picture with him, right?
He's even saying no he doesn't.
I get it.
I don't want it either. I don't
want a picture with them.
- He's gonna feel bad.
- Sorry.
- They said they'd do it.
- I don't want it anymore.
- You'd feel bad...
- Take the goddamn phone.
Thank you, Mr. Hulk.
No, it's great, kids.
Thank you very much.
- Hulk out!
- Bruce.
- Dab.
- Bruce.
Listen to your Mom.
She knows better.
- About we were saying...
- Right.
The whole time travel do-over?
Guys, it's outside of
my area of expertise.
Well, you pulled this off.
I remember a time when that
seemed pretty impossible, too.
Look at a mod inspiration,
let me see what checks out.
So, recommend one last sim before
we pack it in for the night.
This time, in the shape of a
mobius strip, inverted. Please?
Processing...
Give me that eigenvalue. That, particle
factoring, and spectral decomp.
- Gotta take a second.
- Just a moment.
And don't worry if it doesn't pan out.
I'm just kinda...
Model rendered.
Shit!
Shit!
What are you doing
up, Little Miss?
- Shit.
- No. We don't say that.
Only Mommy says that word. She
coined it, it belongs to her.
Why you up?
'Cause I got some important shit
going on here. What do you think?
No, I got something on my mind.
I got something on my mind.
- Was it Juice Pops?
- Sure was.
That's extortion.
Great minds think alike. Juice
Pops, exactly was on...
my mind.
You done? Yeah? Now you are.
- That face, goes there.
- Tell me a story.
A story.
Once upon a time, a little
girl went to bed. The end.
That ain't the whole story.
Come on, that's your
favorite story.
I love you tons.
I love you 3,000.
Wow.
3,000. That's crazy.
Go to bed. Or I'll
sell all your toys.
Night-night.
Not that it's a competition,
but she loves me 3,000.
You were somewhere in
the low 6 to 900 range.
- What you reading?
- Just a book on composting.
What's new with composting?
- Just ....
- I figured it out...
by the way.
You know, just so we're talking
about the same thing...
Time travel.
What?
Wow.
That's...
Amazing, and.... terrifying.
That's right.
- I got really lucky.
- Yeah. I know.
- A lot of people didn't.
- No, I can't help everybody.
- It sorta seems like you can.
- Not if I stop.
I can put a pin in it
right now, and stop.
Tony...
trying to get you to stop has been one
of the few failures of my entire life.
I sometimes feel I should put it in a locked
box and drop it at the bottom of a lake...
...go to bed.
But would you be able to rest?
Okay, here we go. Time
travel test number one.
Scott, fire up the, uhh...
The van thing.
Breakers are set. Emergency
generators are on standby.
Good. 'Cause if we blow the grid, I don't
wanna lose Tiny here in the 1950's.
- Excuse me?
- He's kidding.
You can't say things like that.
Just... it was, just a bad joke.
- You were kidding, right?
- I have no idea.
We're talking about time travel here.
Either it's all a joke, or none of it is.
We're good! Get your helmet on.
Scott, I'm gonna send you
back a week, but you'll walk
around for an hour, then bring
you back in 10 seconds.
- Makes sense?
- Perfectly not confusing.
Good luck, Scott. You got this.
You're right. I do,
Captain America.
On the count of three.
3.. 2.. 1..
Guys? This doesn't feel right.
- What's going on? Hold on.
- Who is that?
- Is that Scott?
- Yes, it's Scott!
Ooh! My back!
- Can you bring him back?
- I'm working on it!
A baby.
- It's Scott.
- As a baby!
Bring Scott back.
When I say kill the
power, kill the power.
And... kill it!
Somebody peed my pants.
I don't know if it was
"baby" me or "old" me.
Or, just "me" me.
Time travel!
What?
I see this as an absolute win.
Why the long face?
Let me guess. He
turned into a baby.
Among other things, yeah.
What are you doing here?
That's the EPR paradox.
Instead of pushing Lang through time, you
might've wound up pushing time through Lang.
It's tricky. Dangerous. Somebody
coulda cautioned you against it.
- You did.
- Oh, did I?
Thank God, I'm here.
Regardless, I fixed it.
A fully functioning
time-space GPS.
I just want peace.
Turns out, resentment is
corrosive, and I hate it.
Me, too.
We got a shot at getting
these stones, but I
gotta tell you my
priority is to bring back
what we lost? I hope, yes.
Keep what I found? I
have to, at all costs.
And, maybe not die
trying will be nice.
Sounds like a deal.
- Tony, I don't know...
- Why? He made it for you.
Plus, honestly I have to get it out the
garage before Morgan takes it sledding.
Thank you, Tony.
Will you keep that a little quietly?
Didn't bring one for the whole team.
- We are getting, the whole team, yeah?
- We're working on that right now.
- Hey, humie! Where's big green?
- Kitchen. I think.
- That's awesome.
- Rodent, careful on re-entry.
There's an idiot on
the landing zone.
Oh, God!
What's up, regular-sized man?
Kind of a step down from a golden palace
for an Avenger highness or whatnot.
Hey, have a little compassion, pal.
First, they've lost Asgard,
then half the people. They're probably
just happy they have a home.
You shouldn't have come!
Valkyrie!
Great to see you, Angry Girl.
I think I liked you better
either of the other ways.
- This is Rocket.
- How you doin'?
- He won't see you.
- That bad, huh?
We only see him once a month,
when he comes in for...
...supplies.
- It's that bad.
- Yeah.
What the...
Woo! Something died in here.
Hello? Thor?
Are you here about the cable?
The Cinemax ran out two weeks ago,
and, sports were all kind of fuzzy...
Boys! Oh, my God!
My God! How have you been?
Come here, you little rascal!
No, I'm good! I'm good.
That's not necessary!
Hulk, you know my friends,
Miek, Korg, right?
- Hey, boys!
- Hey, guys. Long time no see.
Beer's on the bucket. Feel
free to log on to the wi-fi.
No password, obviously.
Thor, he's back. That kid on the TV
who's called me a dickhead again.
- Noobmaster.
- Yeah, Noobmaster69.
Noobmaster. Hey, it's Thor again.
You know, the God of Thunder?
Listen, buddy. If you don't log off
this game immediately I'm gonna fly
home to your house, come down to
that basement you're hiding in,
rip off your arms then
shove them up your butt!
Oh, that's right. Yes, go cry to
your father, you little weasel!
Thank you, Thor.
Let me know if he
bothers you again, okay?
Thank you very much. I will.
So you guys want a drink?
What are you drinking?
We have beer, tequila,
all sorts of things.
Buddy, you all right?
Yes, I'm fine! Why,
don't I look all right?
You look like melted ice cream.
So, what's up?
We need your help. There might be
a chance we could fix everything.
What, like the cable? 'Cause that's
been driving me bananas for weeks.
Like Thanos.
Don't say that name.
Um, yeah. We don't actually
say that name in here.
Please take your hand off me.
Now, I know that...
guy might scare you.
Why would I be? Why would, why
would I be scared of that guy?
I'm the one who killed
that guy, remember?
Anyone else here
killed that guy?
Nope. Didn't think so.
Korg, why don't you, tell everybody
who chopped Thanos' big head off.
Umm... Stormbreaker?
Now, who's swinging
Stormbreaker?
I get it. You're in a rough spot, okay?
I've been there myself.
You wanna know who
helped me out of it?
I don't know. Is it... Natasha?
It was you.
You helped me.
Why don't you ask the,
Asgardians down there,
how much my help was worth.
The ones that are left, anyway.
I think we can bring them back.
Stop. Just, stop...
I know you think I'm down here wallowing in
my own self-pity, waiting to be rescued and
and saved. But I'm fine, okay?
We're fine, aren't we?
Nah, all good here, mate!
So, whatever it is that
you're offering, we're
not into it, don't care,
couldn't care less.
Goodbye.
We need you, pal.
There's beer on the ship.
What kind?
It's him! He's after Akihiko!
We never did anything to you!
You're done hurting people.
You're crazy!
Wait! Help me!
What I want...
You can't give me.
You shouldn't be here.
Neither should you.
I've got a job to do.
Is that what you're
calling this?
Killing all these people isn't
gonna bring your family back.
We found something.
A chance, maybe...
Don't.
Don't what?
Don't give me hope.
I'm sorry I couldn't
give it to you sooner.
Drifting left. On the
side there, Lebowski.
- Ratchet, how's it going?
- It's Rocket.
Take it easy. You're only
a genius on Earth, pal.
Yup.
Time travel suit? Not bad.
Hey, hey, hey. Easy, easy!
- I'm being very careful.
- No, you're being very Hulky.
- I'm being careful.
- These are Pym particles, all right?
And ever since Hank Pym got snapped
out of existence, this is it.
This is what we have. We're
not making any more.
- Scott, calm down.
- Sorry.
We've got enough for
one round trip, each.
That's it. No do-overs.
Plus, two test runs.
One test run.
All right. I'm not
ready for this.
I'm game.
I'll do it.
Clint, now you're gonna feel
a little discombobulated
from the chronoshift.
Don't worry about it.
Wait a second, let me
ask you something.
If we can do this, you know, go
back in time, why don't we just
find baby Thanos, you know?
And...
- First of all, that's horrible.
- It's Thanos.
And secondly, time doesn't work that way.
Changing the past doesn't change the future.
Look, we go back, we get the
stones before Thanos gets them...
Thanos doesn't have the stones.
Problem solved.
- Bingo.
- That's not how it works.
- Well, that's what I heard.
- What? By who? Who told you that?
Star Trek, Terminator,
TimeCop, Time After Time,
- Quantum Leap.
- A Wrinkle in Time,
- Somewhere in Time,
- Hot Tub Time Machine.
Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Basically,
any movie that deals with time travel.
Die Hard? No, it's not...
This is known.
I don't know why everyone believes
that, but that isn't true.
Think about it: If you travel to the
past, that past becomes your future.
And your former present
becomes the past.
Which can't now be changed
by your new future...
Exactly.
So Back to the Future's
a bunch of bullshit?
All right, Clint. We're going in 3..
2.. 1...
Cooper?
- Where are my headphones?
- Lila?
Lila! No!
Dad?
Dad?
Hey, hey. Look at me. You okay?
Yeah.
It worked.
It worked.
Okay, so the "how" works.
Now we gotta figure out the
"when," and the "where."
Almost everyone in this
room has had an encounter
with at least one of the
six Infinity Stones.
Well, I'd subtitute the
word 'encounter' for 'damn
near been killed by one of
the six Infinity Stones.'
I haven't. I don't even know what
the hell you're all talking about.
Regardless, we only have enough Pym
Particles for one round trip each,
and these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
So. Let's start
with the Aether.
Thor, what do you know?
Is he asleep?
Where to start? Umm...
The Aether, first,
is not a stone.
Someone's called it a stone before.
Ahem...
It's more of a... an angry
sludge, sort of thing. So...
Someone's gonna need to amend
that, and stop saying that.
Here's an interesting
story, though.
About the Aether. My
grandafther, many years
ago, had to hide the stone
from the Dark Elves.
Scary beings. So Jane...
Oh, there she is. That's Jane...
She's... an old flame of mine.
She... she stuck her hand
inside a rock this one time...
and then the Aether stuck
itself inside her.
And, she became very, very sick.
So I had to take her to
Asgard, which is where I'm from.
And we had to try and fix her.
We were dating at the time, you see. I
got to introduce her to my Mother...
who's dead, and umm....
Oh, you know. Jane and I aren't
even dating anymore, so...
These things happen though, you know.
Nothing lasts forever.
- The only thing that...
- Why don't you come sit down.
I'm not done yet. The only thing that
is permanent in life, is impermanence.
Awesome.
Eggs? Breakfast?
No. I'd like a Bloody Mary.
Quill said he stole the
Power Stone from Morag.
- Is that a person?
- Morag's a planet.
Quill was a person.
Like a planet? Like
in outer space?
Oh, look. It's like a little
puppy, all happy and everything.
Do you wanna go to space? You
wanna go to space, puppy?
I'll take you to space.
- Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.
- What is Vormir?
A dominion of death, at the very
center of Celestial existence.
It's where... Thanos
murdered my sister.
Noted.
- That Time Stone guy...
- Doctor Strange.
Yeah, what kind
of doctor was he?
- Neurostuff meets rabbit from a hat.
- Nice place in the village, though.
- Yeah. Sullivan Street.
- Hmm... Bleecker.
Wait, he lived in New York?
- No. He lived in Toronto.
- Yeah, not Bleecker. It's Sullivan.
Guys, if you pick the right year,
there are three stones in New York.
Shut the front door!
All right. We have a plan.
Six stones, three
teams, one shot.
Five years ago, we lost.
All of us.
We lost friends...
We lost family...
We lost a part of ourselves.
Today, we have a chance
to take it all back.
You know your teams, you
know your missions.
Get the stones, get them back.
One round trip each. No mistakes.
No do-overs.
Most of us are going
somewhere we know.
But it doesn't mean we
should know what to expect.
Be careful. Look out
for each other.
This is the fight of our lives.
And we're gonna win.
Whatever it takes.
Good luck.
- He's pretty good at that.
- Right?
All right. You heard the man.
Stroke those keys, jelly green.
Tractors engaged.
You promise to bring that
back in one piece, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. Okay.
- I'll do my best.
- As promises go, that was pretty lame.
See you in a minute.
All right, we all have our assignments.
Two stones uptown, one stone, down.
Stay low. Keep an
eye on the clock.
Feel free to smash if
things don't go your way.
I think it's gratuitous,
but whatever.
I'd be careful going that way.
We just had the floors waxed.
Ma'am, I'm looking
for Doctor Strange.
You're about... five
years too early.
Stephen Strange is currently performing
surgery about twenty blocks that way.
What do you want from him?
That, actually.
Ah.
- I'm afraid not.
- Sorry, but I wasn't asking.
- You don't wanna do this.
- You're right. I don't.
But I need that stone, and
I don't have time to...
Let's start over, shall we?
That's Jane.
All right.
Here's the deal, Tubby:
You're gonna charm her and I'm
gonna poke her with this thing
and extract the Reality Stone
and get gone, lickety-split.
I'll be right back, okay? There's a
wine cellar, that's just down there.
My father used to fish
with a barrel of ale.
- I'll see if the cellar has a couple of...
- Hey! Aren't you drunk enough already?
Who's the fancy broad?
It's my Mother.
She dies today.
Oh. That's today?
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have come.
This was a bad idea.
- Come here.
- No, no, no. I think I'm having...
- I'm having a panic attack.
- Come here. Right here.
You think you're the only one who lost
people? What do you think we're doing here?
I lost the only
family I ever had.
Quill, Groot, Drax, the chick
with the antenna, all gone.
Now, I get you miss your Mom.
But she's gone. Really gone.
And there are plenty of people
who are only kinda gone.
But you can help them.
So is it too much to ask that you
brush the crumbs outta your beard,
make schmoopy talk to Pretty
Pants, and when she's not looking,
suck out the Infinity Stone and
help me get my family back?
Okay.
- Are you crying?
- No...
Yes!
Get it together!
You can do this.
You can do this.
All right?
- Yes, I can.
- Good.
I can do this.
I can't do this.
Alright, Heartbreaker. She's alone.
This is our shot.
Thor?
Thor!
Alright. Bring it down low.
Right on that line. That's it.
Down, down.
Hey, can we hurry it up?
Guys, chop-chop. Come on.
We're on the clock.
All that, is really helpful.
- Take care, okay?
- Yeah.
Take that stone and come back.
No messing around.
- Hey.
- You got this.
- Let's get it done.
- Yes, sir.
See you back.
You guys watch each other's six.
Yeah.
The coordinates for
Vormir are laid in.
All they have to do
is not fall out.
We're a long way from Budapest.
Okay, so, uhh...
We just wait around for this
Quill guy to show up and
then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
Wait a minute, what are
you talking about right
now? Who else is looking
for these stones?
My father, my sister...
- and me.
- And you?
Where are you right now?
- You're welcome.
- I didn't ask for your help.
And yet, you always need it.
Get up.
- Father wants us back on the ship.
- Why?
He's found an Infinity Stone.
- Where?
- On a planet called Morag.
Father's plan is
finally in motion.
- One stone isn't six, Nebula.
- It's a start.
If he gets all of them...
Ronan's located the Power Stone.
I'm dispatching you to his ship.
- He won't like that.
- His alternative is death, then.
Ronan's obsession
clouds his judgement.
We will not fail you, Father.
No, you won't.
I swear...
I will make you proud.
We just, wait around for
this Quill guy to show up,
and then he leads us to the
Power Stone, is that it?
Let's take cover.
We're not the only ones in
2014 looking for the stones.
- Who was that?
- I don't know...
My head is splitting...
I don't know...
Her synaptic drive was
probably damaged in battle.
Bring her to my ship.
Got to hustle, Cap. Things look like
they're just about wrapped up here.
Got it. I'm approaching
the elevator now.
If it's all the same to you...
I'll have that drink now.
All right. Good one. No standing around,
I'm closing up this door for later.
By the way, feel
free to clean up.
Ugh, Mr. Rogers. I almost
forgot that that suit
- did nothing for your ass.
- No one asked you to look.
I think you look great, Cap.
As far as I'm concerned,
that's America's ass.
- Uhh, magic wand?
- STRIKE team's coming to secure it.
We can take that
off your hands.
By all means.
- Careful with that thing!
- Unless you want your mind erased.
- Not in a fun way.
- We promise to be careful.
- Who are these guys?
- They are SHIELD...
Well, actually Hydra. But,
we didn't know that yet.
Seriously, you didn't? I mean...
they look like bad guys.
You're small, but
you're talking loud.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue.
On my way down to
coordinate search and rescue!
I mean, honestly! How do
you think you'll be...
Shut up.
All right, you're up, little buddy.
There's our stone.
Alright. Flick me.
- Whoa! Whoa, whoa.
- Hey! Buddy.
What do you think? Maximum
occupancy has been reached.
- Take the stairs!
- Yeah. Stop. Stop!
Take the stairs.
Take the stairs!
All right, Cap. I got our scepter in the
elevator just passing the 80th floor.
On it.
- Head to the lobby.
- Alright. I'll see you there.
Evidence secure. We're
en route to Dr. List.
No. No hitches at all, Mr.
Secretary.
Captain. I thought you were
coordinating search and rescue?
Change of plans.
Hey, Cap.
Rumlow.
I just got a call from the Secretary. I'm
gonna be running point on the scepter.
Sir? I don't understand.
We got word there may be
an attempt to steal it.
Sorry, Cap.
I can't give you the scepter.
- I'm gonna have to call the Director.
- That's okay. Trust me.
Hail Hydra.
So many stairs!
Thumbelina, do you copy?
I've got eyes on the prize.
- It is go-time.
- Bombs away.
Is, is that Axe body spray?
Yeah, I had a can just
for emergencies. Relax.
- Can we focus, please?
- I'm going inside you. Now.
May I ask you
where you're going?
To lunch and then Asgard.
I'm sorry, you are?
Alexander Pierce. He's the man, one
of the folks behind Nick Fury.
My friends call me Mr. Secretary.
I'm gonna have to ask you to
turn that prisoner over to me.
- Loki will be answering to Odin himself.
- Oh, he's gonna answer to us.
Odin can have what's left. And
I'm gonna need that case.
That's been SHIELD property
for over 70 years.
Hand over the case, Stark.
All right, move it, Stuart Little. Things
are getting dicey up here. Let's go.
I'm not gonna argue who's got the
higher authority here, all right?
You promise me you won't die?
You're only giving me a
mild cardiac dysrythmia.
That doesn't sound mild.
I need the case.
I know you got a lotta pull.
I'm just saying...
Okay. Then give me the case.
Do it, Lang!
- Get your hands off!
- Window's closing. Pull my pin!
Here goes!
- Stark?
- Stark!
Look, he's convulsing.
Give him air!
- Medic!
- Medic!
You got some help!
Stark, you--- your
chest machine?
Breathe! Breathe!
Good job. Meet me in the alley.
I'm gonna grab a quick slice.
No stairs!
You'll be fine, Stark.
Stay with us!
I'll try something, okay? I have
no idea if it's gonna work.
Yes!
That worked a treat.
That was so crazy!
I had no idea if
that was gonna work.
- The case...
- The case. It's, uhh...
Where's the case? Where's Loki?
Loki!
- That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?
- Oh, we blew it.
Loki!?
Tony, what's going on?
Tell me you found that cube.
Oh, you gotta be shitting me.
I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor.
I'm not Loki.
And I don't wanna hurt you.
I can do this all day.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Where did you get this?
Bucky... is... alive!
What?
That is America's ass.
- Please, please!
- I'm sorry. I can't help you, Bruce.
If I give up the Time Stone to help
your reality, I'm dooming my own.
With all due respect, I'm not sure
the science really supports that.
The Infinity Stones create what you
experience as the flow of time.
Remove one of the stones,
and that flow splits.
Now this may benefit your reality.
But my new one, not so much.
In this new branched reality, without our
chief weapon against the forces of darkness,
our world will be overrun.
Millions will suffer.
So, tell me, doctor, can your
science prevent all that?
No. But we can erase it.
Because once we're done with the stones, we
can return each one into its own timeline
at the moment it was taken.
So, chronologically...
In that reality....
it never left.
Yes, but you're leaving out
the most important part.
In order to return the
stones, you have to survive.
We will. I will. I promise.
I can't risk this
reality on a promise.
It's the duty, of the Sorcerer
Supreme to protect the Time Stone.
Then why the hell did
Strange give it away?
- What did you say?
- Strange. He gave it away.
He gave it to Thanos.
- Willingly?
- Yes.
- Why?
- I have no idea. Maybe he made a mistake.
Or I did.
Strange was meant to
be the best of us.
So he must've done
it for a reason.
I fear you might be right.
Thank you.
I'm counting on you, Bruce.
We all are.
Run diagnostics.
Show me her memory file.
Sire, the file appears entangled.
It was a memory, but not hers.
There's another consciousness
sharing her network.
Another Nebula.
Impossible.
This duplicate carries a time stamp...
from nine years in the future.
Where is this other Nebula?
In our solar system.
On Morag.
- Can you access her?
- Yes. The two are linked.
Search the duplicate's
memories, for Infinity Stones.
And these stones have been in a lot of
different places throughout history.
Our history. So, not a lot of
convenient spots to just drop in.
- Which means we have to pick our targets.
- Correct.
Freeze image.
Terrans.
Avengers.
Unruly wretches. What's
that reflection?
Amplify this, Maw.
I don't understand.
- Two Nebulas.
- No. The same Nebula.
From two different times.
Set course for Morag. Scan
the duplicate's memories.
I want to see everything.
My ladies, I'll see you after.
Go on.
- What are you doing?
- Ahh!
You're better off leaving the
sneaking to your brother.
Yeah, I was simply just
going for a walk, and uh...
What are you wearing?
I always wear this. This
is one of my favorites.
What's wrong with your eye?
Oh, my eye. That's... you
remember the Battle of Haroquin?
When I got hit in the
face with a broadsword?
You're not the Thor I
know at all, are you?
Yes, I am.
The future hasn't been
kind to you, has it?
I didn't say I'm
from the future.
I was raised by witches, boy.
I see with more than
eyes, and you know that.
I am totally, totally
from the future!
Yes, you are.
- I really need to talk to you.
- We can talk.
His head was over there...
His body over there...
What was the point.
I was too late.
I was just standing there.
- Some idiot with an ax.
- You're no idiot.
You're here aren't you? Seeking counsel
from the wisest person in Asgard.
- I guess, yeah.
- Idiot? No.
- A failure? Absolutely.
- That's a little bit harsh.
You do know what
that makes you?
Just like everyone else.
I'm not supposed to be
like everyone else, am I?
Everyone fails at who they
are supposed to be, Thor.
The measure of a
person, of a hero
is how well they succeed
at being who they are.
I really missed you, Mum.
Thor! I got it!
Get that rabbit!
- Ma, I have to tell you something.
- No, son. You don't.
You're here to repair
your future, not mine.
- But this is about your future.
- It's none of my business.
Hey.
You must be Mom.
I got the thing. Come
on, we got to move.
- I wish we had more time.
- This was a gift.
And you're going to be the
man you're meant to be.
- I love you, Mom.
- I love you.
And eat a salad.
- Come on. We gotta go.
- Goodbye.
- Three... two...
- No, wait!
Wh- what am I looking at?
Oh, sometimes it takes a second.
I'm still worthy.
Oh, boy.
Goodbye, Mom.
So he's an idiot?
What's that?
The tool of a thief.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa...
This is the part where spikes come out,
with skeletons on the end and everything...
What are you talking about?
When you break into a place called
the temple of the Power Stone,
There's gonna be a bunch of booby
traps--- Okay. All right. Go ahead.
I wasn't always like this.
Me either.
But we work with
what we got, right?
Sync up.
Three.. two.. one...
You murdered trillions!
You should be grateful.
- Where are the stones?
- Gone.
- Reduced to atoms.
- You used them two days ago.
I used the stones to destroy the stones.
It nearly killed me.
But the work is done.
It always will be.
I am inevitable.
- What did you do to them?
- Nothing. Yet.
They're not trying to stop something
I'm going to do in our time.
They're trying to undo something
I've already done in theirs.
The stones...
I found them all.
I won.
Tipped the cosmic
scales to balance.
This is your future.
It's my destiny.
My father is many things. A
liar is not one of them.
Thank you, Daughter.
Perhaps I treated
you too harshly...
And that, is destiny fulfilled.
Sire, your Daughter...
No...
...is a traitor.
That's not me. It's not. I could never...
I would never betray you. Never.
I know.
And you'll have the
chance to prove it.
No...
He knows!
Barton? Barton, come in.
Romanoff? Come in, we have a problem.
Come on!
Come in, we have a prob....
Thanos knows.
Thanos...
Cap...
Sorry, buddy.
We got a problem.
Huh. Yeah, we do.
- Well, what are we gonna do now?
- You know what, give me a break, Steve.
I just got hit in the
head with a Hulk.
You said that we had one shot.
This, this was our shot.
We shot it. It's shot. Six stones or nothing.
Six stones or nothing.
You're repeating yourself, you know that?
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
You're repeating yourself.
- No!
- Come on.
You never wanted a time heist, you
went on board with the time heist...
- I dropped the ball.
- You ruined the time heist.
- Is that what I did?
- Yeah!
Are there any other options
with the Tesseract?
No, no, no. There's
no other options.
There's no do-overs. We're
not going anywhere else.
We have one particle left. Each.
That's it, alright? We use that...
Bye, bye. You're not going home.
Yeah, well if we don't try...
then no one else is
going home, either.
I got it.
There's another way. To retake the
Tesseract and acquire new particles.
We'll stroll down memory lane.
Military installation, Garden State.
Why were they both there?
They were there at a...I've
a vaguely exact idea.
How vague?
What are you talking about?
Where are we going?
- I know for a fact they were there...
- Who's they?
- What are we doing?
- And I know how I know.
Guys, what's up? What is it?
Well, it looks like
we're improvising.
- Right.
- What are we improvising?
Scott, get this back
to the compound.
Suit up.
What's in New Jersey?
- 0-4, 0-4...
- Uhh, 0-7.
- 0-7.
- Excuse me...
1-9-7-0.
- Are you sure?
- Cap. Captain. Steve, sorry.
America. Rogers. Look,
if you do this,
and this doesn't work,
you're not coming back.
Thanks for the pep
talk, pissant.
You trust me?
I do.
Your call.
Here we go.
Hey, man!
Make love, not war!
Clearly, you weren't
actually born here, right?
The idea of me was.
Right. Well, imagine
you're SHIELD, running a
quasi-fascistic
intelligence organization.
Where do you hide it?
In plain sight.
Good luck on your
mission, Captain.
Good luck on your
project, doctor.
You're new here?
Not exactly.
Gotcha.
Back in the game.
Arnim, you in there?
Arnim?
Hey!
The door's this way, pal.
Oh, yeah.
I'm looking for Dr. Zola.
Have you seen him?
Yeah, no, Dr. Zol... No,
I haven't seen a soul.
Pardon me.
Do I know you?
No, sir. I'm, a...
visitor from MIT.
Huh. MIT.
Got a name?
Howard.
Well that'll be
easy to remember.
Howard...
...Potts.
Well, I'm Howard Stark.
Hi.
Shit. Now, don't pull it.
Yeah...
You look a little green around
the gills there, Potts.
I'm fine. Just, long hours.
Wanna get some air?
- Hello, Potts.
- Yeah. That would be swell.
- That way.
- Okay.
Need your briefcase?
You're not one of
those, are ya, Potts?
- Hello.
- Dr. Pym?
That would be the number
that you called. Yes.
This is Capt. Stevens
from shipping.
- We have a package for you.
- Bring it up.
Well, that's the thing, sir.
We can't.
I'm confused. I thought
that was your job.
Well, it's just... Sir,
the box is glowing and,
to be honest, some of our mail
guys aren't feeling that great.
They didn't know
better, did they?
Yeah, they did. You
better get down here.
Excuse me. Out of the way!
So, flowers and sauerkraut. You
got a big date tonight?
My wife's expecting.
And, uh... Too much
time in the office.
- Congratulations.
- Thanks. Hold this, will you?
Yeah, sure.
- How far along is she?
- I don't know... uh...
She's at the point where she can't
stand the sound of my chewing.
I guess I'll be eating
dinner in the pantry again.
I have a little girl.
A girl would be nice. Less of a chance
she'd turn out exactly like me.
What'd be so awful about that?
Let's just say that the greater
good has rarely outweighed
my own self-interests.
- And you've never seen these 2 men before?
- No, I've got an eye for this.
- The 2 of them looked fishy.
- Can you describe them?
- Well, one of them had a hippie beard.
- Hippie? Like Bee Gees or Mungo Jerry?
Definitely Mungo Jerry.
Yeah, this is Chesler. I
need every available MPs
on sub-level 6. We have
a potential breach.
So, where are you
at with names?
Well, if it's a boy,
my wife likes Almanzo.
Might wanna let that stew on.
You got time.
Let me ask you a question.
When your kid was born...
- were you nervous?
- Wildly. Yeah.
Did you feel qualified?
Like you had any idea how to
successfully operate that thing?
I literally pieced it
together as I went along,
I thought about what
my Dad did, and...
My old man, he never met a problem
he couldn't solve with a belt.
I thought my Dad
was tough on me.
And now, looking back, I just
remember the good stuff, you know.
- He did drop the odd pearl.
- Yeah? Like what?
"No amount of money ever
bought a second of time."
Smart guy.
He did his best.
Let me tell you. That
kid's not even here yet
and, there's nothing I
wouldn't do for him.
Good to meet you, Potts.
Yeah, Howard...
Everything's gonna be all right.
Thank you for everything...
...you've done for
this country.
Jarvis.
Have we ever met that guy?
Seems very familiar.
Weird beard, though.
- You're weak.
- I'm you.
You can stop this.
You know you want to.
Did you see what
happens in the future?
Thanos finds the Soul Stone.
You wanna know
how he does that?
You wanna know, what
he does to you?
That's enough.
You disgust me.
But, that doesn't
mean you're useless.
How do I look?
Wow...
Under different circumstances,
this would be totally awesome.
I bet the raccoon didn't
have to climb a mountain.
Technically, he's not
a raccoon, you know.
Whatever. He eats garbage.
Welcome.
Natasha, daughter of Ivan.
Clint, son of Edith.
Who are you?
Consider me a guide.
To you, and to all who
seek the Soul Stone.
Okay. You tell us where it is.
Then we'll be on our way.
If only it were that easy.
What you seek lies
in front of you...
...as does what you fear.
The stone is down there.
For one of you.
For the other...
In order to take the stone, you
must lose that which you love.
An everlasting exchange.
A soul, for a soul.
How's it going?
Jesus...
Maybe he's making this shit up.
No. I don't think so.
Why, 'cause he knows
your Daddy's name?
I didn't.
Thanos left here with the stone
without his daughter.
It's not a coincidence.
Yeah.
Whatever it takes.
Whatever it takes.
If we don't get that stone,
billions of people stay dead.
Then I guess we both
know who it's gotta be.
I guess we do.
I'm starting to think, we've been
different people here, Natasha.
For the last five years I've been trying
to do one thing: Get to right here.
That's all it's been about.
Bringing everybody back.
- Oh, don't you get all decent on me now.
- What, you think I wanna do it?
I'm trying to save
your life, you idiot.
Yeah well, I don't want
you to, because I...
Natasha, you know
what I've done.
You know what I've become.
I don't judge people on
their worst mistakes.
Maybe you should.
You didn't.
You're a pain in my
ass, you know that?
Okay.
You win.
Tell my family I love them.
You tell them yourself.
Damn you!
Let me go.
No.
Please, no.
It's okay.
Please...
Did we get them all?
You telling me this'll
actually work?
Clint, where's Nat?
Do we know if she had family?
Yeah. Us.
What?
I just asked him a question...
Yeah, you're acting like she's dead.
Why are we acting like she's dead?
We have the stones, right?
As long as we have
the stones, Cap, we can bring
her back, isn't that right?
So stop this shit. We're the
Avengers, get it together.
We can't get her back.
- Wha- what?
- It can't be undone. It can't.
I'm sorry. No offense, but you're
a very earthly being. Okay?
We're talking about space magic.
And "can't" seems very () don't you think?
Look, I know that I'm way
outside my paygrade here.
But she still isn't
here, is she?
- Now that's my point.
- It can't be undone.
Or that's at least what the,
great floating guy had to say.
Maybe you wanna go talk to him?
Okay?
Go grab your hammer, and you
go fly and you talk to him.
It was supposed to be me.
She sacrificed her life for that
goddamned stone. She bet her life on it.
She's not coming back.
We have to make it worth it.
We have to.
We will.
Boom!
All right. The glove's ready.
Question is, who's gonna
snap their freaking fingers?
I'll do it.
It's okay.
- No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop.
- Hey, hey...
Thor, just wait.
We haven't decided who's
gonna put that on yet.
I'm sorry. What, were you just sitting
around waiting for the right opportunity?
We should at least discuss it.
Look, us sitting here staring at that
thing is not gonna bring everybody back.
I'm the strongest Avenger, okay? So
this responsibility falls upon me.
It's my duty. It's not that... It's...
stop it! Just let me.
Just let me do it. Just
let me do something good.
- Something great.
- Look...
It's not just the fact that
that glove is channeling
enough energy to light up a
continent, I'm telling you
you're in no condition.
What do you think is coursing
through my veins right now?
Cheez Whiz?
- Lightning.
- Yeah.
Lightning won't help you, pal.
It's gotta be me.
You saw what those stones did to Thanos.
It almost killed him.
None of you could survive.
How do we know you will?
I don't. But the
radiation's mostly gamma.
It's like...
I was meant for this.
Good to go, yeah?
Let's do it.
You remember everyone
Thanos snapped away five
years ago and just bringing
them back to now, today.
Don't change anything
from the last five years.
Got it.
Friday, do me a favor and
activate protocol 8.
Yes, boss.
Everybody comes home.
- Take it off. Take it off!
- No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?
Talk to me, Banner.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Bruce!
Don't move him.
- Did it work?
- Worth a shot. It's over. It's okay.
Honey.
Honey.
Guys...
I think it worked!
I can't breathe. I can't breathe!
I can't breathe.
Canopy. Canopy. Canopy.
Rhodey, Rocket, get outta here!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Come on!
Rhodey!
Mayday, mayday! Does anybody copy? We're
in the lower level, it's flooding!
- What?
- We're drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!
Wait! I'm here! I'm
here, can you hear me?
Cap?
Daughter.
Yes, Father.
So, this is the future.
Well done.
Thank you, Father. They
suspected nothing.
The arrogant never do.
Go.
Find the stones.
Bring them to me.
What will you do?
Wait.
Tell me something.
In the future, what
happens to you and me?
I tried to kill you.
Several times.
But eventually,
we become friends.
We become sisters.
Come on.
We can stop him.
Come on, buddy. Wake up.
That's my man.
You lose this again,
I'm keeping it.
What happened?
We messed with time.
It tends to mess back.
You'll see.
What's he been doing?
Absolutely nothing.
Where are the stones?
Lost somewhere under all this.
All I know is he
doesn't have them.
So we keep it that way.
- You know it's a trap, right?
- Yeah...
I don't much care.
Good.
Just as long as we're
all in agreement.
Let's kill him
properly this time.
You could not live
with your own failure.
Where did that bring you?
Back to me.
I thought by eliminating
half of life,
the other half would thrive.
But you've shown me,
that's impossible.
And as long as there are those
that remember what was,
there will always be those that
are unable to accept what can be.
They will resist.
Yep. We're all
kinds of stubborn.
I'm thankful.
Because now, I know
what I must do.
I will shred this universe
down to its last atom.
And then...
With the stones you've collected
for me, create a new one.
Teeming with life,
but knows not what it has lost
but only what it has been given.
A grateful universe.
Born out of blood.
They'll never know it.
Because you won't be
alive to tell them.
See you on the other side, man.
Hang on! I'm coming!
Oh, hey...
I know you.
Father. I have the stones.
What?!
Stop.
You're betraying us?
You don't have to do this.
I am... this.
No, you're not.
You've seen what we become.
Nebula, listen to her.
You can change.
He won't let me.
No!
Okay, Thor. Hit me.
Boss, wake up.
I knew it!
In all my years of conquest...
violence...
slaughter...
It was never personal.
But I'll tell you now...
what I'm about to do
to your stubborn,
annoying little planet...
I'm gonna enjoy it.
Very, very much.
Cap, you hear me?
Cap, it's Sam.
Can you hear me?
On your left.
Is that everyone?
What, you wanted more?
Avengers...
... assemble.
No, no. Give me that.
You have the little one.
Hey!
Holy cow.
You will not believe what's been going on.
Do you remember when we were in space?
And I got all dusty? I must've passed
out, 'cause I woke up, and you were gone.
But Doctor Strange was there, right?
He was like,
"It's been five years.
Come on, they need us!"
And then he started doing the yellow
sparkly thing that he does all the time...
What are you doing?
This is nice.
Gamora?
I thought I lost you.
Don't... touch... me!
You missed the first time...
then you got them
both the second time.
This is the one? Seriously?
The choices were him, or a tree.
Cap, what do you want me to
do with this damn thing?
Get those stones as
far away as possible!
No!
We need to get them back
where they came from.
No way to get them back. Thanos
destroyed the quantum tunnel.
Hold on!
That wasn't our
only time machine.
Anyone see an ugly
brown van up there?
Yes!
But you're not gonna
like where it's parked.
Scott, how long you need
to get that thing working?
Maybe ten minutes.
Get it started. We'll
get the stones to you.
We're on it, Cap.
Hey.
You said one out of 14
million, we win, yeah?
Tell me this is it.
If I tell you what
happens, it won't happen.
You better be right.
It's a mess back here.
It's... it's dead.
- What?
- It's dead.
I have to hotwire it.
Where's Nebula?
She's not responding.
Sire!
Clint!
Give it to me.
You took everything from me.
I don't even know who you are.
You will.
I got it!
Activate Instant Kill!
Rain fire!
But Sire, our troops!
Just do it!
Is anyone else seeing this?
I got this.
I got this!
Okay, I don't got this.
- Help! Somebody, help!
- Hey, Queens. Heads up.
Hang on. I got you, kid.
Hey! Nice to meet---
Oh! My God!
What the hell is this?
Friday, what are they firing at?
Something just entered
the upper atmosphere.
Oh, yeah!
Danvers, we need an assist here.
Hi. I'm Peter Parker.
Hey, Peter Parker. Got
something for me?
I don't know how you're
gonna get through all that.
Don't worry.
She's got help.
I am... inevitable.
And I...
am...
... Iron Man.
Mr. Stark?
Hey...
Mr. Stark? Can you hear me?
It's Peter.
We won.
Mr. Stark....
We won, Mr. Stark.
We won and you did it, sir.
You did it.
I'm sorry... Tony...
- Hey.
- Hey, Pep...
- Friday?
- Life functions critical.
Tony.
Look at me.
We're gonna be okay.
You can rest now.
Everybody wants a
happy ending, right?
But it doesn't always
roll that way.
Maybe this time.
I'm hoping if you
play this back,
it's in celebration.
I hope families are reunited,
I hope we get it back,
and something like a
normal version of the
planet has been restored.
If there ever was such a thing.
God, what a world.
Universe, now.
If you told me ten years
ago that we weren't alone,
let alone, you know,
to this extent,
I mean, I wouldn't have been surprised.
But come on, you know?
That epic forces of darkness and
light that have come into play.
And, for better or worse,
that's the reality Morgan's gonna
have to find a way to grow up in.
So I found the time and I
recorded a little greeting...
In the case of an untimely death.
On my part.
Not that, death in any
time isn't untimely.
This time travel thing that we're
gonna try and pull off tomorrow,
it's, it's got me scratching
my head about this.
But then again, that's the hero gig.
Part of the journey is the end.
Everything's gonna work out
exactly the way it's supposed to.
I love you 3,000.
You know, I wish
there was a way...
that I could let her know.
That we won.
We did it.
She knows.
They both do.
How you doing, Squirt?
- Good.
- You good?
- Okay. You hungry?
- Mm-hmm.
- What do you want?
- Cheeseburgers.
You know your Dad
liked cheeseburgers?
I'm gonna get you all the
cheeseburgers you want.
Okay.
So, when can we expect you back?
- About that...
- Thor. Your people need a king.
No, they already have one.
That's funny.
You're being serious?
It's time for me to be
who I am rather than
who I'm supposed to be.
But you, you're a leader.
That's who you are.
You know I'd make a lot
of changes around here.
I'm counting on it.
Your Majesty.
What will you do?
I'm not sure.
For the first time in a
thousand years, I...
I have no path. I do
have a ride, though.
Move it or lose it, hairbag.
Well, here we are.
Tree! Good to see you.
Well...
The As-Guardians of the
Galaxy back together again.
Where to first?
Just so you know, this is my ship still.
I'm in charge.
I know. I know. Of
course, you are.
Of course.
See, you say of course, but
then you touch the map.
It makes you think that maybe you
didn't realize I was in charge.
Quail, that's your own
insecurities in there. Okay?
I'm merely trying to be of service.
An assistant.
- Quill.
- That's what I said.
You should fight one another
for the honor of leadership.
Sounds fair.
- It's not necessary.
- It's not.
Okay?
I got some blasters unless
you guys wanna use knives.
Oh, yes. Please, use knives.
I am Groot.
Not necessary.
There shall be no
knifing one another.
Everybody knows who's in charge.
It's me.
Yes, you! Of course!
Of course. Of course.
Remember...
You have to return the stones at
the exact moment you got them.
Or you're gonna open up a bunch
of nasty alternative realities.
Don't worry, Bruce.
Clip all the branches.
You know, I tried.
When I had the gauntlet, the stones,
I really tried to bring her back.
- I miss them, man.
- Me, too.
You know, if you want,
I can come with you.
You're a good man, Sam.
This one's on me, though.
Don't do anything stupid
'till I get back.
How can I? You're taking
all the stupid with you.
Gonna miss you, Buddy.
It's gonna be okay, Buck.
How long is this gonna take?
For him? As long as he
needs, For us, five seconds.
Ready, Cap?
Alright. We'll meet
you back here, okay?
You bet.
Going quantum. Three..
two.. one...
And returning in, five,
four, three, two, one...
Where is he?
I don't know. He blew right by his
time stamp. He should be here.
- Well, get him back.
- I'm trying.
- Get him the hell back.
- I said, I'm trying!
Sam.
Go ahead.
Cap?
Hi, Sam.
So did something go wrong,
or did something go right?
Well, after I put the
stones back, I thought...
Maybe I'll try some
of that life Tony was...
telling me to get.
How did that work out for you?
It was beautiful.
I'm happy for you. Truly.
Thank you.
Only thing bumming me
out is the fact I have
to live in a world
without Captain America.
Oh...
That reminds me...
Try it on.
How's it feel?
Like it's someone else's.
It isn't.
Thank you.
I'll do my best.
That's why it's yours.
You wanna tell me about her?
No.
No, I don't think I will.
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