[♪♪♪]
♪ He is a man on a mission ♪
♪ In armor of hi-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 ♪
[phone rings]
[phone beeps]
Whitney, you're interrupting my work. What do you want?
Hi, Daddy! I need your help.
I'm down in the garage and I... locked my keys in the car.
I'm busy on a project.
-I'll have Security open it. -Um...
No, Dad, it has to be you. We need to talk.
And it's not about my allowance!
Fine! I'll be right down.
And Whitney, this better be important.
It's important, Dad. Promise!
Sweet! Did it work?
Did I totally sound like her?
Always something, want this, want that,
constantly interrupting my important work.
No initiative.
You did great, Pepper!
Stane never leaves his office these days!
And he's being super cautious.
Keeping the user-interface chip we found in his personal safe!
I don't think I could stand another minute
cooped up with Stane and his cheap cologne.
Urgh!
[beeps]
Bingo!
This U.I. chip isn't as fast as my neural interface,
but in the wrong hands it could cause some major trouble.
Huh?
Thanks for the help, shell-head!
But next time, leave the thieving to the pros.
What the...?
Tony, you OK? What happened?
I just got jacked by...
Robin Hood!
I can't believe this. It was right in my hands!
There he is! Little acrobatic jerk.
I'm putting a stop to this quick!
A bow and arrow?
Your arsenal's outdated by about 10,000 years, buddy!
I don't wanna hurt you, so just give back what you stole.
So you can steal it?
I wouldn't be so worried about my tech, tin-man.
[beeps]
[whooshing, thrumming]
[thud]
Not feeling so hi-tech now, are you?
Tell me how that pavement tastes!
[thrumming]
Nice fancy arrows.
But your William Tell shtick won't take me down that easy!
I wonder what other kind of arrows he has?
Maybe he has gas arrows? Or boxing-glove arrows?
Maybe he has laser-guided brain-drilling arrows!
HAWKEYE: [cries out in pain]
Had enough, pal?
[pants]
That was a cheap shot, man.
I got sensitive ears, you know!
Listen, Purple Arrow, or whatever you call yourself,
I wanna know who hired you. Now!
Don't look down your metal nose at me!
You were stealin' it yourself.
And the name's Hawkeye, pal!
Who do you work for? Hammer?
That billionaire brat!
No. He didn't hire us.
"Us"? [cries out in pain]
SUIT: Warning. Critical overload. Armor failing.
[fizzing]
IRON MAN: [groans]
Pepper, Rhodey, armor's shorting!
Hey!
-Miss me? -Black Widow.
Hiya, gorgeous. What took you so long?
I told you, Hawkeye, I don't play backup.
If I'd gone in to grab the U.I. chip,
we'd be on a plane halfway to the Caribbean by now.
I gotta say,
it's kinda fun getting rescued by my favorite redhead!
Great! As if being stuck here wasn't awkward enough.
We got what we came for. Let's get out of here.
Tonight, we celebrate!
[whirring]
[blast]
No hard feelings, shell-head.
I feel bad leavin' you up here, but we need the cash!
[blast]
TONY: Pepper... Rhodey... Anyone?
Hello! Are you there?
We're here, Tony. But man, I wish I was there!
That girl was amazing!
How come War Machine can't run into villains like her
instead of fighting dudes named Unicorn?
She wasn't that amazing when she was electrocuting me!
Now can you guys please reboot the armor?
[chuckling]
Re-booting now! And Tony,
how does it feel to be rescued by your favorite redhead?
That's our ticket out, Natasha.
We deliver that thing to Count Nefaria and we can retire.
Retire? You'd get so bored you'd be back in no time.
Tasha, we agreed one last big job, remember?
You're getting soft, Clint.
We make the drop with Nefaria, we collect our pay,
and next thing you know we'll be workin' on our tan
and drinking outta coconuts!
I want back in the spy game,
not stealing for fools like Count Nefaria.
These jobs are nothing compared to the old days.
You know, Tasha, I'm involved in this
'cause my brother messed up and got in deep.
-You do it 'cause you like it. -And because I'm so good at it!
It's not like I have much choice either.
I always have to be one step ahead of...
[device beeps]
[gasps] No!
[explosion]
[zapping]
I'm flattered. Iron Man broke out the heavy artillery.
That's not Iron Man.
It seems my satellite surveillance
on Stark International has paid off.
Hand over the chip.
I got somethin' else to hand you.
[clang]
[fizzing]
[arrows clang]
It's no use!
[bang]
[chuckles]
Your toys are almost amusing.
This one's a laugh riot!
[splat]
[groans in frustration]
[squelch]
[beeping]
[clang]
[fizzing]
[crash]
[whoosh]
You guys find anything?
The list of aliases is so long it's like a phone book,
but in the interest of time:
Natasha Romanoff, age 23, trained as a Russian super-spy
from the age of 9. Lucky.
Worked for Project Pegasus, blah-blah-blah, went missing...
Hmm, resurfaced as a freelance thief.
Whoa, she is fi-ine!
Oh, gimme a break, her hair is totally dyed that color!
Can we stay on target, people? What about Hawkhead... guy?
Hawkeye, aka Clint Barton, wow!
Former Olympic archer.
His brother Bernard is in some kinda debt with Count Nefaria!
Now that you know who they are, how are you gonna find them?
That's easy.
Same way we found the chip in Stane's office.
I'm tracking its frequency. It'll lead me right to them.
[groans]
If you hurt her, I swear...
Save it! Just give me the chip and things won't get messy.
Hawkeye... don't!
It's not worth it.
There'll be other jobs.
You see? That wasn't so painful, was it?
[whoosh]
But this, on the other hand...
[zap]
Titanium Man!
He's got the U.I. chip!
RHODEY: Scans show two people still down in that hotel room!
Guess the chip'll have to wait!
[whoosh]
[strains]
I'm actually glad to see you, chrome-dome.
Your green friend almost finished us off!
He's no friend. That's Titanium Man.
-He works for Justin Hammer. -Whatever, it doesn't matter.
[beeps]
Titanium Man has something that belongs to us.
I can't have you getting in the way.
Don't move an inch!
That's a magnesium-based thermal explosive,
and I can trigger it at any time.
Are you kidding me? I just saved your lives!
C'mon Hawkeye, we have a green menace to catch!
We can't do this to him, Widow. He just saved our necks!
Time is of the essence, love.
Do you want to recover the chip or not?
Don't follow us. Understood?
Well, I was planning to, so you could blow me up.
Hawkeye... Barton! I know you're better than this!
I'm not thrilled about this, Iron Man,
but I'm sure you'll find a way out.
[sighs] The things we do for a woman in black nanomesh armor.
Oh, no! Tony, what are you gonna do? Don't blow up, OK?
Don't move! Don't even breathe!
TONY: Pepper, it's OK.
The firing mechanism in the bomb's pretty simple.
I just need a sec to disable it.
Pep, can you get the Mark 2 armor prepped?
I'm through being a punching bag for these guys.
Is the new titanium-vibranium armor
working to your satisfaction, sir?
An excellent field-test, Fix 2.0! So...
tell me more about this little bundle of Stark goodness!
You've procured a sophisticated user-interface chip,
designed to make armor response faster via mind-body control.
Excellent, my fine CGI friend.
Put it in my titanium armor ASAP!
[laughs]
You cannot simply add
such a uniquely designed chip to any armor.
It must be customized to each individual user's brainwaves.
Otherwise the results would be disastrous.
Don't waste my time with details. Make it happen,
or I'll put you on a hard drive and drop you into the sewer.
Mr. Hammer, we have intruders! Shall I call the police?
Are you mad, Sasha?
I didn't spend 40 million on my new security system for nothing!
And besides, I'm impressed with the redhead's tenacity.
I may have a use for someone like her.
Let's see just how talented she really is.
[clang]
Coast is clear!
-What'd I say? I told you... -Whoa!
Whoa!
[yelling]
[grunts]
[clang]
[machinery whirrs]
I wasn't plannin' to spend my retirement as hamburger!
[doors opening]
You better have a lot more arrows.
[chattering]
[groans]
[machinery whirrs]
Widow! Time for a circus act!
[rapid laser fire]
[grunts]
[rapid laser fire, explosions]
Resourceful,
isn't she, Sasha?
She's destroyed 18 percent of your security drones
and you're enjoying this? [sighs]
And... we have another visitor!
How exciting!
Just the Iron Man I wanted to see.
Are you serious?
The security systems were designed specifically for him.
But as a precaution, let's break out the new toy I acquired.
Toy?
It's one of the of the most dangerous weapons ever created!
Where did you even find it?
Some of my men found it, bobbing like an apple in the East River.
It took months to get it back online.
Let's get it prepped, shall we?
Pepper, I've lost the chip's signal.
I'm gonna lose you guys any second!
[static]
There's interference! Communication's been cut off!
War Machine's still down from our fight with Doctor Doom!
Tony's... on his own!
Guys? Hello?
I gotta do something about the signal jammers in here.
[groans]
[groaning]
SUIT: Warning. Magnetic field detected.
No kidding!
[clang]
[groans] OK, he's definitely upgraded his security!
[loud pinging]
That wasn't so bad.
[whirring, then zap]
[thrumming]
[fizzing]
[crackling]
Oh, no! OK, think, Stark... Think!
[Justin laughs hysterically]
Fantastic! And they say there's nothing good on TV!
[laughs hysterically]
[rapid laser fire, explosion]
I'm not sure how long the charge on my Widow's Sting will last!
[groans]
SUIT: Warning. Armor integrity compromised.
I'm gonna get shredded! I have to disable these lasers. Think!
Lasers need to be focused through crystals.
Computer, increase frequency of sonic attack!
Hit the high notes!
[loud thrumming]
Yes! Whoo!
Hey, guys! Maybe next time we should carpool!
[explosion]
[groans]
Do you know how much the diamonds
in those lasers cost me?
And those drones aren't cheap! Enough of this nonsense.
Time for a little video-game break!
[clanging]
You're proving to be useful after all, Iron Man.
But don't get any ideas.
Once we find the U.I. chip we're no longer "friends", understood?
Don't worry, Black Widow.
I'm not adding you to my Christmas-card list.
Hammer's offline servers!
What about 'em?
Hammer stole all of my designs and armor specs.
The backup files are on those servers.
You two might not be such bad luck after all!
Let's see. Health...
Full. Mental attacks... charged. Weapons...
armed. Let the games begin!
[zap]
Thought you'd seen the last of my gigantic,
incredibly handsome head, Iron Man?
MODOC? What?
Here?
[thrumming]
Nice try, Mega-Brain!
I've made some upgrades,
so there's no way you'll be reading my mind again!
What... is that thing?
Whatever it is... [gulps]
it made me throw up in my mouth.
BLACK WIDOW: [grunts]
[thrumming]
Ah! Clever, Black Widow.
Now I know your secret.
[zap, groaning]
I'm growing tired of
this, you outdated garbage can!
[crash]
I'm impressed, Widow.
You're planning to double-cross your partner
and re-sell the stolen chip back to Stane!
What? No. I don't believe it.
Hey, stubby legs, over here!
You're so ugly, you have to trick-or-treat by phone!
[fizzing]
[yells]
BLACK WIDOW: [groans]
[yells in frustration]
Why isn't this working?
D'you know how much I spent to get this thing online?
No! Chip belongs Hammer.
I noticed it earlier. MODOC's not acting normal!
Define "normal". He's a big, ugly head!
[rapid laser fire]
[metal scrapes]
If they want the chip so bad, let's give it to 'em!
Clint, Nefaria won't pay if we don't deliver!
Can't spend that money if we're dead, Tasha. Iron Man!
IRON MAN: [grunts]
[fizzing]
[crackling]
[screams, talks gibberish]
JUSTIN: [yells]
A complete waste of an evening! Guards,
make sure our guests no longer have any lives left.
[fizzing]
How'd you know that would work?
I knew the chip's frequency wasn't tuned to his brainwaves.
I just took a "stab" at it.
Hey, Widow! Can you believe that nonsense about...
She's... gone.
So is the U.I. chip.
[guns cock, rapid laser fire]
Time for us to jet!
[explosion]
[whoosh]
If it makes you feel any better, the chip is worthless now.
It shorted out when I stuck it into MODOC.
-All of that for nothing, huh? -Not exactly.
The last of Hammer's offline servers just went up in flames.
He no longer has my stolen designs.
Man, I'm just glad something good came outta this madness.
I'm sorry about Black Widow.
She's not all bad.
She's got a lot of potential. I've seen it.
Thanks for saving my hide back there, Iron Man.
What now?
I'm thinking I'll head west.
Maybe I can do some good for a change.
[motorcycle roars]
[whoosh]
♪ Iron Man ♪
♪ He's Iron Man ♪
♪ Iron Man ♪
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