Mm-hm. Mm-hm. Pepper...
Uh-huh. Mm-hm.
Pepper, will you-- Mm-hm.
Pepper-- Pepper! You can't come. We can't team up.
You can't have a weapon, especially a tear-gas grenade!
I can't tell you where I am, or what I'm working on.
[chattering]
No, there isn't a bomb to defuse!
Don't you have homework to do?
[door closing]
It's going to be a long night. Don't wait up.
And don't go through my files! Or my computer!
POTTS: Yeeargh!
♪ He is a man on a mission ♪
♪ In armor of high tech ammunition ♪
♪ Trapped on the edge of an endless game ♪
♪ His teenage life will never be the same ♪
♪ In a dangerous world he does all he can ♪
♪ He's Iron Man ♪
♪ Iron Man ♪
Here's a crazy thought...
Ever try sleeping?
It's something normal people do.
You lost me at 'normal.'
-Another suit?! -Gotta keep up.
With what? The latest fashions?
You gonna add bell-bottoms to this one?
I've got to be ready, Rhodey. You've seen what I'm up against.
Not to imply that you're evil or anything,
but didn't you design the earth movers?
And wasn't Blizzard's tech developed at your dad's company?
But Unicorn and Killer Shrike... they're common criminals.
Where do they get weapons almost as advanced as mine?
-Almost? -Hey, I won, didn't I?
We're going to be late for school, you big winner. Again.
Oh... Pepper called.
She's been trying to call you all night.
[pod] You have 47 new messages.
Wow... The scary thing is, it's probably just one long message.
What? I wasn't using it for anything else.
-Tony! -Aah!
Why didn't you call?
Didn't you get my messages? Did you screen me?
Oh... Can I have a drink?
Whoa, Pepper. Slow down. Use fewer words.
Er... Hmm... Gah... Worried about my dad.
-Is everything OK? -I don't know. He's being weird.
He's working a case, but won't tell me about it.
Um... Pepper? Shouldn't he never tell you about his cases?
-Like, isn't that an FBI rule? -More a guideline, to my mind.
I was hoping you could...
I mean, there's something I have to ask you...
-Um... can we talk in private? -Oh, hey, it's Gene.
I have to catch him. Can we talk later? Thanks, Pepper!
Oh...
TEACHER: ...which creates an amplified beam of light,
also known as a laser.
Actually, sir...
-What? There's been a lot of-- -Shh!
-Yeah, but... -Dude, shut up!
Seriously, man, every time you open your mouth,
the entire class has to do an insane research assignment!
Mr. Stark, did you have something to add?
Well... Nope.
Pardon me, Professor Klein... I'm sorry to interrupt.
I need to speak with Miss Potts.
[murmuring]
-Did she try to arrest someone? -I'm ignoring you.
Ah!
KLEIN: Class ends in ten minutes, Mr Stark,
unless you'd like to add to the 14 tardies
and seven absences you already have.
Now, take your seat.
Er... can I go to the bathroom?
The doctor will be here soon, Pepper.
-Everything's going to be OK. -Dad?
Dad?
Are... Are you...
Excuse me, Miss Potts.
I er... Is my dad OK?
He was banged up pretty bad, but he's going to be fine.
He's on medication, so he'll sleep for a few days,
but otherwise he should make a full recovery.
-What happened? -I really don't know.
The injuries are unusual, and the FBI aren't talking.
Did your dad work with power lines by any chance?
Excuse me. I'll be right back.
[gasps]
Oh! Dad, are you OK?
What happened? What's going on?
Power lines? Did someone do this to you?
Ma... Mister... Mr. Fix.
Somebody help me!
It's OK. He's been unconscious since he was found.
This is just the body's way of healing itself.
Hey!
Pepper... I'm sorry.
-A... Are you... -What do you care?
I'm a total jerk.
I'm always blowing Pepper off, never taking her seriously.
She's not answering her cell. Maybe she's with her mom.
I don't even know her mom's name.
The FBI were guarding Pepper's dad.
Do you think someone did this to him?
And if so... what's Pepper gonna do?
It's Pepper. She's not going to just sit around.
And neither am I.
Come on, Dad...
Searching FBI databases.
Mr... Fix...
COMPUTER: Search in progress.
Someone's still looking for me.
Make them stop.
Target located. Proceeding with termination.
Search the rest of the house!
Sir, we have a problem.
Come on... Come on! Pick up!
Patricia Potts, AKA 'Pepper.'
That's adorable. Trace her cellphone.
What do you think Pepper wanted before?
She said she wanted to talk to me in private.
She probably just wanted you to listen to her for once.
I hear friends do that - not you, but friends in general.
RHODEY: Where are you going?
I hacked the ambulance that picked up Pepper's dad.
I'm going to where they found him.
It sounded like she wanted me to do something.
Oh! Pepper's calling. You should take it this time.
I'm routing the call to the armor.
Pepper, I'm on three-way with Rhodey. Are you--
Tony! In the city! Running! Guns!
[both] What?!
TONY: OK, this time, more words.
Dad was investigating a guy called Mr. Fix - an inventor!
He's a high-tech arms dealer, supplying guys like the Maggia!
All I did was type his name into the FBI mainframe,
and now I've got black ops guys chasing me!
[screams]
Rhodey, I'm isolating Pepper's cellphone. do you see it?
Got it! I see her. What is this? Satellite imagery?
TONY: I'll thank NASA later. Buy her time till I get there.
Pepper, it's Rhodey!
Go down 43rd Street, then through the alley.
The vans won't fit there!
Pepper, go through the building! It'll take you to 42nd Street!
[grunts] It's locked! Thanks a lot, Rhodey!
Oh, are there any dead end alleys you can take me too?
Maybe I should hide in the bad guys' van?
They'd never catch me in there!
RHODEY: Pick the lock! Use a credit card! Kick it in!
Er... Oh!
-Pepper! [breaking glass]
Or smash a window. Sure, you could do that.
She's cutting through the building, circle around.
Clever girl. Or perhaps little Miss Potts is getting some help.
Who is she talking to?
COMPUTER: Error. Unable to track receiving signal.
Unknown firewall in place.
-Problem? -Not a problem, a mystery.
Whoever she's talking to
may have the most advanced cellphone on the planet.
I think this is someone I should meet.
Rhodey, I think I lost them. Gah!
Oh!
Pepper, get to Rhodey's house! You'll be safe there!
COMPUTER: Warning. Comms encryption in jeopardy.
-What?! RHODEY: Tony!
Someone's hacking into the armory's comms systems!
-Is... Is that even possible? TONY: Shut it down!
PEPPER: Guys, are you still there?
OK, if you can hear this, I'm on my way to Rhodey's house.
Repeat, I'm on my way to Rhodey's--
I've been shut out!
This is no longer amusing.
Who can shut you out?
Iron Man...
Well, that is interesting.
James Rhodes, AKA Rhodey. A classmate of Miss Potts.
PEPPER: If you can hear this, I'm on my way to Rhodey's house.
Repeat, I'm on my way to Rhodey's house.
Time for a house call.
[gasps]
You're going to be OK now, Pe-- er... ma'am, whoever you are.
-Thanks, Tony. -Tony?
I think you have me confused with someone else.
Relax. I know it's you. I'm not stupid.
My dad is a professional investigator.
And besides, no-one can go to the bathroom
as much as Tony Stark does.
How long have you known?
I didn't! Oh, man, but I do now!
I can't believe you're Iron Man!
I can't believe you fell for it!
I tried to ask you, but wow!
Ooh... we're flying! This is so awesome!
You stink, Pepper. I'll take you to Rhodey's house.
When this is over, I'll have to wipe your memory.
Really?
No, but I'm thinking about dropping you.
Rhodey! It's me! I'm alive! I know--
Oh, no... Rhodey!
Hello, Pepper.
You look just like your dad.
-Mr. Fix? -Not quite.
Mr. Fix made my arms for me, and now I'm working off my debt.
Odd jobs, like shutting up nosy teenage girls.
[cellphone rings]
PEPPER: Sorry. I have to get this. One second.
-Hello? TONY: Pepper, duck!
What do they call you, the Whipping Boy?
Whippo? Whip-it-good?
Funny.
Fix thought he might run into you one day,
so he made... me.
Really? I'm flattered. Argh!
And by the way, the name's Whiplash.
Ah, well, that was disappointing.
Iron Man!
Maybe you two can help cheer me up.
Please, make it interesting... run!
Pepper, come on!
I didn't realize your dad was still alive,
otherwise, I would have finished the job.
He actually found Mr. Fix.
Impressive, but fatal.
[gasps]
Iron Man showing up to save you was pretty lucky, girl.
Or do you know who he is?
Although I guess it doesn't matter now, since...
Pepper! Go!
Urgh!
Don't you know, kid? Being a hero only gets you...
[bleep] What? I'm in the middle of this!
The girl, Whiplash.
She's escaping while you waste time.
Please... Please be OK!
Please wake up! Please help us! Wake up!
Oh!
You really should have run.
Nothing personal...
How-- Who--
Don't strain yourself.
And by the way, the name's Iron Man.
Argh!
OK, now I'm confused.
Struggle all you want. I can fry Iron Men all day long.
Argh!
COMPUTER: Armor power flux in progress, condition critical.
Argh!
Urgh! Oof!
Oh! Urk..
Whiplash?
RHODEY: Pepper's dad woke up. He'll be OK.
The police are downstairs,
and they're going to take her to see him.
Do you think Mr. Fix will come after them again?
No, the trail's cold. They're no threat to him now.
But Iron Man is.
He's seriously a genius, Rhodey,
and he's probably coming up with new weapons to take me down
unless I stop him.
PEPPER: You mean "we," right?
I can't believe you didn't tell me!
Didn't you trust me? I'm crazy trustworthy!
I could have helped you fight crime weeks ago!
Ooh! We should be fighting crime right now!
RHODEY: Pepper! Shh!
Sorry. But seriously, why didn't you tell me?
I've tried to tell you a million times,
but you won't stop talking long enough to let me.
I... What... Oh...
Seriously?!
♪ Iron Man ♪
♪ He is Iron Man ♪
♪ Iron Man ♪
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