First act of my Avengers fan script

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    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.

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    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.

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    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.

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    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.

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    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.

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    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.

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    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.
     
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    INT. VAN DYNE FASHIONS-DAY
    A group of FASHION DESIGNERS sit around a large table. At the head of the table sits JANET VAN DYNE PYM.

    Janet holds some concept drawings up and studies them. The designers look on, eagerly awaiting her critique.

    Janet opens her mouth to begin to speak. But she suddenly furrows her brow and goes back to looking at the drawings.

    The designers glance around the room and sigh. One looks at his watch.

    JAN
    You really think there’s a market for a lady’s trench coat that looks like this?

    DESIGNER 1
    Ever since Lil Kim wore one on MTV they are, as my daughter says, the bomb.

    JAN
    The bomb, huh?

    DESIGNER 1
    We’re thinking of calling it “The Bomber Coat” a play on bomber jack-

    JAN
    Tweak the design- I hate the collar-ditch the name all together and get back to me Monday.

    DESIGNER 1
    Yes, Mrs. Pym.

    The Designers stand up and begin to exit the room. A buzzer on the table buzzes. Jan presses a button.

    JAN
    Yeah?

    RECEPTIONIST (O.S.)
    Mrs. Pym? Your husband is on line one.

    JAN
    Thanks.

    Jan picks up the telephone.

    JAN (CONT’D)
    Hey honey, what’s up?

    CUT TO:
    INT. HANK’S LAB-CONTINUOUS
    Hank is on the phone. On his head is what looks like a swimming cap covered in wires. The wires lead to electrodes stuck into the frozen corpse he and Tony found.

    HANK
    You coming right home tonight?

    JAN (O.S.)
    Yeah, why?

    HANK
    (In a sing song voice)
    I got a little surprise for you tonight.

    CUT TO:
    INT. VAN DYNE FASHIONS-CONTINUOUS
    Jan smiles and giggles a little.

    JAN
    Oh? What kind of surprise
    (Playfully)
    We going to do something dirty?

    HANK (O.S.)
    Just hurry home sweetie. I promise, you won’t be disappointed.

    JAN
    Ooh! I’m practically there.

    CUT TO:
    INT. VAN DYNE FASHIONS LOBBY-DAY
    Janet walks out of the meeting room, pulling on her coat.

    RECEPTIONIST
    Everything okay on the home front?

    JAN
    Everything’s perfect. Every time I think Hank and I are growing apart, he does something wonderful.

    RECEPTIONIST
    What’s he got planned?

    JAN
    It’s a surprise. Don’t send any calls to the house all weekend. I don’t plan on leaving my bed.

    Jan laughs.

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    INT. HANK’S LAB-NIGHT
    On a television screen in the lab, a weatherman is talking about a storm.

    WEATHERMAN
    And this huge system erupted over Norway just last night and has moved with incredible speed across the Atlantic. It looks to make landfall in the Northeast sometime tonight. For those of you in the New York area, expect a rainy weekend. We could also see some heavy thunder storms.

    Hank escorts Jan through the lab. He is covering her eyes.

    JAN
    Hankie, you know how hard it is to walk around in this mess when I can see?

    HANK
    Just a few more steps.

    Hank removes his hands from Jan’s eyes.

    HANK (CONT’D)
    Ta-da!

    Jan stares in disbelief at the frozen body laying under a heat lamp.

    JAN
    This is my surprise?

    HANK
    I’ve been doing tests on this guy all day.

    Jan’s smile vanishes.

    JAN
    Uh huh.

    HANK
    This guy. It’s Captain America!

    JAN
    Captain who?

    HANK
    Steve Rogers? Captain America? Hero of World War II. Formally listed as MIA March 12th, 1945. Officially declared KIA on-

    TONY (O.C.)
    Okay, Hank. What’s the big news?

    Tony enters the room.

    HANK
    Tony? Good, you’re here. This guy here is Captain America!

    TONY
    Sensational. What does that mean?

    HANK
    It means we may be able to replicate the Super Soldier serum.

    Tony’s jaw drops.

    TONY
    Are you serious?

    HANK
    Well I have to run a few more tests, but I have to wait for him to thaw first, but yeah, I think I can do it.

    Hank turns to Jan.

    HANK (CONT’D)
    Honey, it’s going to be a long night. You want to run out and pick up some food for us?

    JAN
    Food. For you...and Tony?

    HANK
    Yeah.

    TONY
    I’m thinking sushi.

    HANK
    Want a drink?

    TONY
    Look who you’re asking.

    JAN
    (Angry)
    I don’t believe this.

    HANK
    I know! Amazing, isn’t it?

    CUT TO:
    INT. HANK’S LAB-NIGHT
    Hank and Tony wolf down their sushi as Jan picks at hers in the corner.

    Tony looks up at the television.

    TONY
    That storm’s going to pound us.

    The frozen body on the table twitches.

    HANK
    What the hell?

    The arm moves.

    TONY
    Jesus Christ! He’s alive!

    HANK
    That’s impossible!

    JAN
    Hank! What’s going on?

    The body sits up.

    Steve Rogers' long hair hangs over his scraggly beard. His eyelids flutter. He coughs up some ice water. He opens his eyes and looks around.

    Jan, Tony and Hank all stare at him, mouths agape.

    STEVE
    Wh...where...am I?

    HANK
    It must be the serum! It prevented-

    TONY
    No kidding, Hank!

    STEVE
    Ha...Hank? Heinrich? I’ve been captured? Where’s Bucky? You didn’t-

    TONY
    Relax-

    Steve jumps off the table and tackles Tony.

    STEVE
    Relax?

    HANK
    60 years in ice and his muscles haven’t missed a beat! Incredible!

    STEVE
    I have half a mind to...60 years? What are you talking about?

    Thunder booms overhead.

    CUT TO:
    INT. HANK’S LAB-MOMENTS LATER
    Steve is wearing Jan’s trench coat, stuffing his face with sushi. As he eats with his hands Jan looks on, disgusted.

    JAN
    They didn’t have manners in the 40’s?

    HANK
    He hasn’t eaten in 60 years, Jan.

    STEVE
    (With mouth full)

    So I was frozen in ice for 62 years? You’re telling me this is 2007?

    HANK
    Exactly.

    Steve grabs Hank’s beer and uses it to wash down the sushi.

    STEVE
    And, now I am back in New York?

    HANK
    Yes.

    STEVE
    You expect me to believe that?

    Hank looks at Tony who stands by the lab doors.

    HANK
    Tony?

    Tony opens the doors.

    Steve peers out and sees a familiar, yet different, skyline. He opens his mouth. Pieces of rice fall from his lips and catch in his beard.

    Steve looks down at the sushi tray and all the Japanese characters on it. He notices that the beer is German. He looks up at the Sony portable movie theatre advertising a German Volkswagen. He swallows hard.

    STEVE
    We lost?

    TONY
    Oh no! Good God no! The Russians took Berlin two months after you ah died...and we beat the Japanese in August.

    STEVE
    How’d we do that?

    Tony looks at Hank.

    TONY
    You weren’t the only secret weapon we had.

    As Tony begins to close the lab doors lightning flashes and thunder booms.
    Steve flinches at the boom.

    HANK
    That was close.

    Tony and Hank run outside.

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    EXT. HANK’S LAB-CONTINUOUS
    Hank and Tony run out into the driveway. They look up to see a figure floating down from the sky.

    Jan trots up and also glances skyward.

    TONY
    You still got my early Iron Man suit here?

    HANK
    Yeah...

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    EXT. HANK’S LAB-MOMENTS LATER
    Hank runs out in a blue spandex suit. Tony runs out in a gold and red maroon suit of armor. Jan shrinks in size and sprouts wings. Hank grows to 60 feet tall.

    Steve stares in awe.

    JAN
    You’re not the only one with special abilities.

    Tony lowers his mask over his face. Hank, Jan and Tony are no more. They have been replaced by Gaint-Man, Wasp and Iron Man.

    Steve slowly staggers outside behind them.

    The floating figure lands softly on the ground amidst lightning. He grips a giant hammer that seems to be the source of his power. He stands well over six feet tall and has long, blond hair cascading around his shoulders. On his head is a shiny silver helmet, and behind him, a long, flowing red cape flutters in the wind. He is Thor, the Norse God of Thunder!

    THOR
    I have come to reclaim that which is rightfully mine! I wish no harm to you mortals.

    GIANT-MAN
    Who says you are going to harm us?

    WASP
    Hank!

    GIANT-MAN
    What, Jan? We can take this joker!

    IRON MAN
    What is it that you think we have that is rightfully yours?

    Thor uses his hammer to point at Steve.

    THOR
    America’s secret weapon. A weapon I have closely guarded in my home ice fields of Norway for nearly half a century.

    IRON MAN
    You! You’re the one who ruined mi--I mean Tony Stark’s weapon deal with the Norwegians.

    THOR
    Aye. I am the same.

    WASP
    Well this secret weapon is a man and he has rights.

    THOR
    Lass, do not make me do this?

    GIANT-MAN
    Do what?

    THOR
    This.

    Thor swings his hammer and a lightning bolt hits Giant Man in the chest sending him crashing to the ground atop Tony’s Ferrari.

    IRON MAN
    On no.

    THOR
    I am a being of piece.

    GIANT-MAN
    Yeah, it shows.

    THOR
    But if I must retake him by force, then force shall I use.

    WASP
    Hank, are you okay!

    GIANT-MAN
    I’m fine, Jan! Look at me compared to him!

    Wasp flies over to her fallen husband.

    WASP
    I hate it when you get like this!

    GIANT-MAN
    Like what?

    WASP
    Like you have something to prove!

    GIANT-MAN
    Now? You’re going to pick now to pick a fight?

    IRON MAN
    Uh, guys? Can we do this later?

    Iron Man fires jet blasts out of his boots and flies at Thor. Thor smiles and raises his hammer.

    Iron Man is knocked backwards into the side of the building.

    IRON MAN (CONT’D)
    Jan use your sting blasts to contain him while I use my repulsor rays. Hank, when’s distracted, take him down!

    GIANT-MAN
    Who died and made you boss?

    WASP
    (Under her breath)
    Every time he becomes Giant-Man he becomes a jerk!

    Wasp and Iron Man lift off firing at Thor. Again, Thor uses his hammer to beat his attackers. Wasp and Iron Man go down in a pile. The buzzing sound from Wasp’s wings sounds irregular, like a dying insect.

    Furious, Giant-Man charges at Thor like a bull.

    Thor raises his hammer and floats high into the air, to be face to face with Giant-Man.

    Steve stares at the hammer.

    STEVE
    The hammer.

    He looks down at the ground and sees a manhole cover.

    HANK
    Now you’re going to pay, little man!

    Thor knocks Giant-Man out in one swing and swings the hammer around by a lanyard.

    THOR
    Silly mortals. It is not I that wishes to fight-

    STEVE
    Hey.

    Thor looks down at Steve holding the manhole cover. Steve throws it, like a frisbee in Thor’s direction. The manhole whizzes through the air and makes contact with Thor’s wrist. Thor drops the hammer.

    Steve smiles.

    STEVE (CONT’D)
    I still got it.

    Sensing defeat Thor retrieves his hammer, says nothing and vanishes into the night air.
    Steve turns around and sees his three new friends staring at him in disbelief.

    CUT TO:
    INT. ARMY BASE-DAY
    Tony walks down the hall with Nick Fury.

    TONY
    I’m telling you, Fury. I saw it with my own eyes. This guy handed all of us our asses and he beats him with a manhole cover.

    Fury snickers.

    FURY
    And you three want to be Avengers.

    They get to a door.

    FURY (CONT’D)
    Excuse me, no civilians beyond this point. Private? Please escort Mr. Stark off post.

    ARMY PRIVATE
    Yes, sir.

    CUT TO:
    INT. ROOM-MOMENTS LATER

    Fury walks through the door followed by an Army Medic.

    ARMY MEDIC
    Sir, I swear to you, Rogers is fine. In the same shape he was in 1945.

    FURY
    Wonderful, Lieutenant. Get us some coffee, would you?

    ARMY MEDIC
    Yes, sir.

    Seeing Fury enter the room, Steve, now dressed in Army Class A’s and with an Army regulation hair cut and a shave comes to attention.

    FURY
    At ease, Captain.

    ARMY MEDIC
    Sir-

    FURY
    Black.
    (To Steve)
    You want coffee, son?

    STEVE
    Yes, sir.

    ARMY MEDIC
    Would that be mocha or-

    STEVE
    Mocha?

    FURY
    Just get the man black coffee. And hurry! 10...9...2...1...go go go!

    The Army Medic leaves as Fury slams the door.

    FURY (CONT’D)
    These West Point kids. Sit.

    Steve sits down in a chair at a table. Spread before him are several folders.
    Fury sits across from Steve.

    FURY (CONT’D)
    You look at those?

    Steve looks down at the folders.

    STEVE
    Yes, sir. All of my family are dead and most of my friends. Those that are alive are in nursing homes. Sir, what about Bucky? I can’t seem to get a straight-

    FURY
    Private Barnes was KIA on 12 March 1945.

    STEVE
    I could have saved him. I should have.

    FURY
    You’ve done enough, son.

    STEVE
    Enough? Sir, am I being discharged from the Army?

    Fury folds his arms.

    STEVE (CONT’D)
    Everyone I know and love is old or dead. I don’t have anything anymore, sir. Accept for the Army and I was-

    FURY
    Captain, the Army is in a real bad way now, mired in some Middle East s**t hole called Iraq-

    STEVE
    Iraq sir?

    FURY
    You might remember it as British Mesopotamia. Point is, the whole dammed Army is half a world a way, including the Guard, meanwhile hurricanes and other disasters at home need their attention. You still want to serve.

    Steve nods.

    STEVE
    Yes, sir.

    FURY
    How would you feel about being Captain America again? At home. As much as I hate to admit it, you’re friends are gifted individuals and they could be a real asset to people here and abroad. What they lack is a leader. That’s where you come in.

    STEVE
    Colonel, I don’t understand.

    FURY
    I am piecing together a team of people with super powers. I want you to lead that team.

    STEVE
    Yes, sir. I can think of few better to lead. I won’t let you down, sir.

    Fury smiles.

    FURY
    I know you won’t, Captain America.
     
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    Damn...sorry for the format. This board doesn't believe in Final Draft formating.
     
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    I wish I had known that.
     

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