First act of my Avengers fan script

[Steve Rogers]

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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?

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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.

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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!

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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.

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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!

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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.

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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.

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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?

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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.

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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.

 

[Steve Rogers]

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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?

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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.

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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.

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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?

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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.

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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.

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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.

 

[Steve Rogers]

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[That'ssuper!]

Damn...sorry for the format. This board doesn't believe in Final Draft formating.

I wish I had known that.