Okay, I became that guy. I decided to write a fan script for the hell of it. I only have the first draft of the first act right now, but I figured I'd post what I have. FADE IN: EXT. SNOW COVERED FIELD-NIGHT Ice and snow cover the rocky coastline. A lone snow-covered stone building stands in the distance. No lights shine through the windows. Next to the building is a sheet of white canvas covering a hidden airplane. Superimposed on the bottom of the screen is: NORWAY MARCH, 1945. A GERMAN MACHINE GUNNER sits behind a pile of white sand bags. He is behind an MG-42 machine gun. He shivers, rubs his shoulders and looks out into the darkness. Boulders are strewn in the distance, a result of glacial retreat. Behind the boulders, small groups of AMERICAN SOLDIERS crouch, awaiting orders. The door to the stone building opens and another GERMAN soldier shuffles out in the frosty air. He walks towards the machine gun position. He takes his place at the gun while the other German heads inside the stone building. CUT TO: INT. STONE BUILDING-CONTINUOUS The German shakes off the cold, blows on his hands and rubs them together. The one room building is mostly empty. The German grabs a candle stick from the wall and a hidden stair case emerges from the floor. The German smiles and descends as the first rays of the early morning sun shine through the windows. CUT TO: INT. UNDERGROUND BASE-CONTINUOUS The German smiles as he walks past a GUARD. GUARD Guten morgen. GERMAN Morgen. He walks down a hall, past a red, white and black flag that bears the symbol of Nazi Germany, the swastika. The German pauses at a door and knocks. KLIESER (OS) Was? Kommen sie heir. The German opens the door and walks into the office of HERR KLIESER. KLIESER (CONT’D) Etwas zu berichten? GERMAN Nein, Herr Klieser. Alle ist ruhig. KLIESER Gut. Ich habe gewusst, dass die Amerikaner nichts heute Abend versuchen würden. GERMAN Ja. KLIESER Gehen Sie. Erhalten Sie ein Frühstück und erhalten Sie warm. The German salutes. GERMAN Ja, herr. The German leaves as Klieser studies a map of Norway on the wall. He smiles. KLIESER Deshalb viel für den Amerikanisch übermäßigen Soldaten. CUT TO: EXT. SNOW COVERED FIELD-DAY A tough and grizzled SERGEANT peeks out from behind a boulder. A few of his SOLDIERS are with him. SERGEANT Where’s Barnes? BARNES Moving Sarge. BARNES, a baby-faced young Army Private crawls next to the Sergeant. SERGEANT Okay, Barnes. Where’s this secret weapon of yours? BARNES He’s there. SERGEANT Well, I don’t see him. BARNES Knowing Cap he’s somehow already infiltrated the Krauts’ position. Just wait for the signal. SERGEANT Never thought the day would come when I was taking orders from a Private. CUT TO: INT. UNDERGROUND BASE-MOMENTS LATER The German walks down the hall with a plate of bratwurst and saurkraut. GERMAN Ich freue mich, hinein zu sein, wo es warm ist. Stimmen Sie mit mir überein? The German walks up to the Gaurd to find him slumped over on his desk unconscious. GERMAN (CONT’D) Mein Gott! The German looks around. A red, white and blue shield appears from off screen and hits the German in the face. He falls to the floor, knocked out cold. A pair of red boots walks down the hall. CUT TO: EXT. STONE BUILDING-CONTINUOUS The Sergeant looks at his watch and sighs. SERGEANT Get ready to move. BARNES No! I’m telling you Sarge, Cap’s got this under control. We move know we give away our position and loose the element of surprise- SERGEANT Look, Barnes, see that plane out there? It’s filled with explosives and is already set to launch in four minutes. It’s target is the parliament building in London and- BARNES I know. You don’t have to remind me. Cap’s gonna get to the controls before the Zemo does. Trust me. SERGEANT And if he doesn’t? BARNES Give me some covering fire and I’ll try to hijack the plane. SERGEANT Your poster boy’s got two minutes and then I’m sending you in. BARNES Yes, Sergeant. CUT TO: INT. UNDERGROUND BASE-MOMENTS LATER Herr Klieser slides open a door and walks into the center of a dark room. He clicks his heels together, comes to attention. KLIESER Baron Zemo? Es hat so Sehvermögen von den Amerikanern gegeben. Die Sonne ist auf. Die Amerikaner und der dort übermäßige Soldat werden nicht kommen. ZEMO Machen Sie einen selbstsicheren Eindruck nicht, Herr Klieser. Er muss kommen oder wir zerstören London. Die Alliierten werden nicht erlauben, dass das geschieht. Heute werde ich schließlich mein Amerikanisch Gegenstück kämpfen. Klieser nods. The hideous and deformed Baron Zemo sips his morning tea. He is dressed in an SS uniform and his face is similar to that of a skull. ZEMO (CONT’D) Der fuhrer sich selbst hat diese Versammlung für uns arrangiert. Er wird dissapoint mich nicht. Ja, Herr Klieser? There is no reply. ZEMO (CONT’D) Klieser? Zemo sets down his tea and swivels around in his chair. Klieser is knocked out on the floor. Zemo smiles. ZEMO (CONT’D) You are here, Captain Rogers. I have been waiting for this moment for four long years. The best Nazi Germany has to offer against the best America has. Don’t you see mein fruend? We are gods among men. We and we alone should have had the pleasure of fighting this war, each representing the interests of their country. Come on out Captain America. I know you are there. CUT TO: EXT. STONE BUILDING-CONTINUOUS SERGEANT Okay, the hell with this. Barnes? Move out! BARNES Yes, Sergeant. SERGEANT Covering fire! From behind the boulders the American SOLDIERS let loose with a heavy volume of fire aimed at the stone building. Barnes sprints in the direction of the plane, firing his Thompson sub-machine gun. Germans pop up from hidden foxholes around the building and return fire, not noticing Barnes’ flanking move. CUT TO: INT. UNDERGROUND BASE-CONTINUOUS Zemo continues to look around the dark room. Behind him is a figure. In the shadows all that can be seen is a black silhouette and a triangular shaped red, white and blue shield. ZEMO You here that, Captain. The war continues with out us. CAPTAIN AMERICA The controls. For the plane. Give them to me. ZEMO Sure Captain. I would love to do that. However, the controls are in a bunker in Berlin. The only way to stop the plane is to board it. A phone on Zemo’s desk rings. He answers it. ZEMO (CONT’D) Ja? Gut. Zemo hangs up the phone. ZEMO No mind, Captain. It seems that your little friend Barnes is trying to board that plane. It would be a shame if it detonated with him aboard. Yes, Captain? Captain? Captain America is gone. CUT TO: EXT. AIRSTRIP-MOMENTS LATER Captain America wears a blue steel helmet with goggles over his eyes. On his shoulders are white captain’s bars. His uniform is not olive green like other soldiers’. Instead it is blue with a white star on the chest. The pants are also blue and his combat boots are red. Around his waist is an olive-green web belt. He carries only a shield-triangular with the stars and stripes painted on it. He runs through the airstrip, deflecting bullets with his shield. The bounce off harmlessly. He uses the shield to knock out some German soldiers that are close to him. CUT TO: EXT. STONE BUILDING-CONTINUOUS A SOLDIER looks up and sees Captain America running through a hail of gun fire. SOLDIER Sergeant! Check this guy out! SERGEANT That’s Captain America. Move out! SOLDIER I give him another thirty seconds to live. The Soldiers stand up from behind the boulders and, under mortar support, move to engage the enemy. CUT TO: EXT. AIRSTRIP-MOMENTS LATER The radio controlled airplane begins to move down the icy airstrip. Barnes climbs up on the wing and crawls for the cockpit. A tank, camouflaged in snow. Moves its turret and aims at the advancing troops. SERGEANT Kraut armor! Twelve o’ clock! Get the bazooka up on line! Captain America leaps onto the turret of the tank. A bullet catches him in the shoulder. He flinches, but that’s all. He leans on his shield and presses it up against the tank’s cannon. SERGEANT (CONT’D) What the hell? CUT TO: INT. TANK-CONTINUOUS The GUNNER looks through the sight. He is stunned. All he can see is a strip of red and white. TANK COMMANDER Feuer! The Gunner fires the cannon. CUT TO: EXT. AIRSTRIP-CONTINUOUS There is a loud boom and then the sound of crunching metal. Captain America is thrown off the turret and lands in the snow. His shield is dented and the paint chipped, but other than that it is fine and so is he. The tank’s gun is bowed out and the tank is burning. The Tank Commander climbs up through the turret with his hands up. TANK COMMANDER Nicht schießen! The plane roars down the runway, almost hitting Captain America. The Sergeant trots up. SERGEANT Sergeant Flasky, first of the five-seventeenth. Seventeeth Airborne. CAPTAIN AMERICA Captain Rogers. Good work Sergeant. I want you to concentrate all your mortars and artillery on this building until it’s gone; when it’s gone go straight through and keep firing. SERGEANT Yes, sir. What about you? Again, Captain America is already gone. Captain America is sprinting down the air strip trying to catch the plane. CAPTAIN AMERICA Bucky! Captain America vaults and lands on the wing of the plane as it gets airborne. Barnes is surprised. BARNES Cap? I got it! I can reach the controls! CAPTAIN AMERICA Bucky, get the hell out of there! CUT TO: INT. STONE BUILDING-CONTINUOUS Zemo looks out the window with a pair of binoculars. He is laughing. Herr Klieser stands next to him with blood trickling down the side of his face. KLIESER What is so funny? They are about to sabotage the plane. ZEMO The plane was a ruse, Herr Klieser. The idea was to get Captain America aboard the plane to detonate it. London was never the objective. Rogers was. Blind sighted fool. He’ll kill himself to save that boy and a million Englishmen he’s never even met. CUT TO: INT. AIRPLANE COCKPIT-CONTINUOUS Barnes slides himself into the cockpit. He notices a timer on the explosives. It is set to go off in ten seconds. BARNES Cap! Jump! Jump now! Captain America has jammed the tip of his shield into the fuselage and is holding onto it. CAPTAIN AMERICA Bucky, give me your hand! I’ll get you out of there! BARNES Cap, I’ll never survive the fall! You will! Barnes banks the plane to the right and Captain America looses his grip. He falls. CAPTAIN AMERICA Bucky! CUT TO: EXT. SKY-CONTINUOUS The plane explodes in a brilliant flash of orange and yellow. The concussion of the blast knocks Captain America out and sends him flying hundreds of feet before he starts to fall downward. CUT TO: EXT. SNOW COVERED FIELD-CONTINUOUS The Soldiers on the ground look up at where the plane used to be and they watch the blue clad figure fall towards the icy ocean. One Soldier removes his helmet and places it over his heart. CUT TO: INT. OCEAN-CONTINUOUS Captain America lands in the water and continues to fall into the depths. FADE OUT: THE CREDITS APPEAR WHITE OVER A BLUE ICE MOTIFF. FADE IN: INT. LARGE WEAPONS FACILITY-DAY A NORWEGIAN SCIENTIST is leading two men around the large facility that is filled with weapon prototypes. The two men are TONY STARK and HANK PYM. TONY I can’t believe this, Otto! You make me come all the way out here to Norway just to tell me you can’t sell us these weapons! NORWEGIAN SCIENTIST Mister Stark, I’m sure a man of your financial standing will not regard this trip as anything more than a minor inconvenience. TONY If you don’t sell me these weapons then I will have no financial standing. NORWEGIAN SCIENTIST Come on. Is there nothing besides weapons that Stark Enterprises can build for the world? The Norwegian Scientist taps Tony on the chest. NORWEGIAN SCIENTIST (CONT’D) What about this chest plate you developed after your shrapnel wound to the heart? Tony pushes his hand away. NORWEGIAN SCIENTIST (CONT’D) Not nearly enough money in saving people as there is in killing people? TONY I have a certain side project that needs large sums of money. HANK This is ridiculous. This wasn’t something we could have discussed over the phone? NORWEGIAN SCIENTIST He thought it would be better to tell you in person. TONY He? He? Who is this mysterious He? NORWEGIAN SCIENTIST Look! America has enough weapons and frankly the world would feel safer if they did not have any more. We are not selling and that is final. HANK Nick Fury’s gonna be pissed. CUT TO: INT. HELICOPTER-DAY Tony and Hank ride in comfort in the back of the helicopter with Tony’s butler, JARVIS. JARVIS Tough luck Master Stark. You will bounce back. You always do. TONY It’s not just that, Jarvis. Running around as Iron Man costs money. Developing weapons for S.H.I.E.L.D. costs money. This loss will set me back all across the board. HANK I’m still working on the Ultron robots. Jarvis pulls out a newspaper. JARVIS Perhaps, sir, Iron Man could fair better than Master Stark? Tony takes the newspaper from Jarvis and glances at the headline. It reads: IRON MAN: A NEW HERO FOR THE NEW WORLD. HANK He’s right, Tony. I find it ironic that you as Iron Man can be loved and adored by the public and yet you as you are almost universally loathed. TONY Thanks, Hank. Hank glances out the window. HANK I don’t see what the big deal is. As soon as we- Oh my God! Look! Hank points out the window. TONY What? What is it? CUT TO: EXT. GLACIER-MOMENTS LATER The Helicopter sits on the glacier as Tony and Hank probe in the ice around it. TONY You’re seeing things, Hank. There’s no one out here. HANK There! Hank points off screen. Hank and Tony trot to a spot in the ice. A human hand, clad in the tattered remains of what was once a red glove, sticks up out of the ice. TONY A body? Tony and Hank look at each other. Thunder rumbles in the distance. CUT TO: INT. RESTAURANT-DAY Tony sits at a table with a martini. FURY (O.C.) A quarter to ten and drinking already? Tony looks up and sees Army Colonel NICK FURY standing over him. TONY Colonel Fury. Have a seat. Fury sits down. FURY I though there were laws against serving alcohol this early in the day. Nothing before noon or some damn thing. TONY Well that’s one of the perks of owning a restaurant. FURY Alright, Stark. What have you got for me? TONY The Norwegians wouldn’t sell. FURY Don’t tell me that. TONY Made me fly all the way over there to tell me they think America’s got enough weapons. FURY Not surprising. They got some long-haired hippy protester over there stirring up all kinds of trouble. And for some reason the Norwegians will listen to this crazy son of a *****. Well this presents a hell of a nut to crack, Tony. TONY That it does. FURY I can’t pay you to come back empty handed. TONY Dr. Pym is working on some great new things- FURY That so called “doctor” Pym is a crackpot. TONY He’s a brilliant man. If we could get funding for project Avenger we could- FURY I think we’re about done here. TONY Nick. Iron Man isn’t cheap. You of all people should understand why I am in this business. I need money to keep Iron Man working. FURY The Secretary of Defense will not authorize funding for a one man hero team. TONY I know that. But me and Hank and Hank’s wife- FURY That mutant woman? You really think the public will cough up tax dollars to have the federal government employ a mutant? TONY She’s not a mut- FURY There will be no project Avenger. I want some military personal on the team. When Lieutenant Danvers turned down the offer, Project Avenger went up in smoke. Read my lips: there will be no project Avenger. And, unless you start to deliver some weapons in my hand, there will be no Stark Enterprises either. TONY And no Iron Man. FURY It’s a damn shame. I suggest you find a way to make gold from grub, son.