Ant-Man

Mitchell Carson''': He doesn’t seem happy. Peggy Carter''': Tell me that isn’t what I think it is. Peachy''': Nah. Scott Lang''': Well, I’m very happy in this job, and I’m…I really just appreciate the opportunities and… Scott Lang''': Oh, man.
 * [1989 – Hank Pym enters a SHIELD facility]
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Stark.
 * Howard Stark: Hello, Hank. You’re supposed to be in Moscow.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: I took a detour through your defense lab. [he places a vial containing a serum on the table]
 * Dr. Hank Pym: It depends if you think it’s a poor attempt to replicate my work. Even for this group, that takes nerve.
 * Mitchell Carson: You were instructed to go to Russia. May I remind you, Dr. Pym, that you’re a soldier…
 * Dr. Hank Pym: I’m a scientist.
 * Howard Stark: Then act like one. The Pym Particle is the most revolutionary science ever developed, help us put it to good use.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: First you turn me into your errand boy and now you try to steal my research?
 * Mitchell Carson: If only you’d protected Janet with such ferocity, Dr. Pym.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Ah. [suddenly Pym slams down Carson’s face on the table in anger, Peggy pulls him away]
 * Peggy Carter: Easy, Hank.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: You mention my wife again and I’ll show you ferocity. [Carson looks at Stark as he wipes blood from his nose]
 * Howard Stark: Don’t look at me, you said it.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: I formally tender my resignation.
 * Howard Stark: We don’t accept it. Formally. Hank, we need you. The Pym Particle is a miracle. Please, don’t let your past determine the future.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: As long as I am alive, nobody will ever get that formula. [Pym turns and leaves]
 * Mitchell Carson: We shouldn’t let him leave the building.
 * Peggy Carter: You’ve already lied to him, now you want to go to war with him?
 * Mitchell Carson: Yes! Our scientists haven’t come close to replicating his work.
 * Howard Stark: He just kicked your ass full size. You really want to find out what it’s like when you can’t see him coming? I’ve known Hank Pym for a long time, he’s no security risk. Unless we make him one. [Present Day – Scott Lang is in prison getting punched in the face by another prisoner, Peachy]
 * Peachy: You like that? You like that? Come get you some then! [the other prisoners are gathered around them cheering them along, Scott tries to hit Peachy in the stomach but he doesn’t flinch]
 * Scott Lang: You didn’t even move.
 * Scott Lang: I mean, what if I come in on the left side, right? Just out here and see this here… [suddenly Scott punches Peachy in the face]
 * Peachy: I’m gonna miss you, Scott.
 * Scott Lang: I’m gonna miss you too, Peachy. [they shake hands] Man, you guys got the weirdest goodbye rituals. [Scott says goodbye to the other inmates] [Scott is escorted out of the prison and is met by his friend Luis]
 * Luis: Scotty! What’s up, man! Damn!
 * Scott Lang: Hey! Hey, man. [they embrace each other]
 * Luis: Hey, what’s up with your eye?
 * Scott Lang: Oh, well, what do you think. Peachy. His going away present.
 * Luis: Oh, yeah, I still got my scar from a year ago.
 * Scott Lang: Oh yeah.
 * Luis: Yeah. Yeah, yeah. You know what? I’m still the only one to knock him out.
 * Scott Lang: Well, I definitely didn’t. [they get into Luis’s truck and drive off]
 * Luis: Yeah. Yeah, yeah. You know what? I’m still the only one to knock him out.
 * Scott Lang: Well, I definitely didn’t. [they get into Luis’s truck and drive off] [as Luis drives him home] Thanks for picking me up, brother.
 * Luis: Oh, you know, you think I’m gonna miss my cellie getting out?
 * Scott Lang: Hey, how’s your girl, man?
 * Luis: Uh, she left me.
 * Scott Lang: Oh.
 * Luis: Yeah, my mom died too. And my dad got deported. But I got the van!
 * Scott Lang: It’s nice!
 * Luis: Yeah, right?
 * Scott Lang: Thanks for the hook-up too. I needed a place to stay.
 * Luis: You wait ’til you see this couch, you’re gonna be really happy. You’re gonna be on your feet in no time, watch.
 * Scott Lang: I hope so.
 * Luis: Yeah. And I gotta introduce you to some people, some really skilled people.
 * Scott Lang: Not interested.
 * Luis: Yeah right!
 * Scott Lang: No, I’m serious, man. I’m not going back. I got a daughter to take care of.
 * Luis: You know that jobs don’t come easy for ex-cons, right?
 * Scott Lang: Look man, I got a masters in electrical engineering, alright? I’m gonna be fine. [we see Scott working at Baskin Robbins] Welcome to Baskin Robbins. Would you like to try our Mango Fruit Blast?
 * Ice Cream Store Customer: Uh, no thanks. Um, I will have…I’ll have a burger, please.
 * Scott Lang: Oh, we don’t…we don’t make that.
 * Ice Cream Store Customer: Pretzel. Hot pretzel, like, mustard…in mustard dip?
 * Scott Lang: It’s ice cream. Baskin Robbins.
 * Ice Cream Store Customer: I’ll just do with whatever’s hot and fresh.
 * Scott Lang: Dude. [Scott’s boss, Dale interrupts him serving the idiot customer]
 * Dale: Can I see you in the back, chief? Pronto.
 * Scott Lang: Sure thing, Dale. Darby, could you just, uh… [points to the customer] …take care of this idiot? Thanks. [Scott enters Dale’s office] Hiya, Dale.
 * Dale: Come on in. Pull up some chair. [Scott sits down] Three years in San Quentin, huh?
 * Scott Lang: You found out.
 * Dale: Baskin Robbins always finds out.
 * Scott Lang: Look, I’m sorry, alright, but I…no one would hire me.
 * Dale: Breaking and entering. Grand larceny.
 * Scott Lang: Look, I’m…I’m sorry, I…you know, it was…I don’t do it anymore. I’m just trying…
 * Dale: Respect. I couldn’t be happier about it.
 * Scott Lang: Really?
 * Dale: Yeah, yeah.
 * Scott Lang: Oh, thank you, thank you.
 * Dale: You really stuck it to those billionaire S.O.Bs. And the more I read about what you did and stuff, I’m like, “Wow, I know this guy? I’m in charge of this guy?” Yeesh!
 * Dale: Yeah, yeah. Well, you’re fired of course. I mean, I can’t really keep you on.
 * Scott Lang: Wait, what? Fired?
 * Dale: Yeah.
 * Scott Lang: Dale, look, it wasn’t a violent crime, I mean, I’m a good worker.
 * Dale: No, it wasn’t a violent crime. It was a cool crime. I’ll tell you what, though, this’d be totally off the books, off the records, but, uh…if you want to grab one of those Mango Fruit Blasts on your way out the door, I’ll just pretend I didn’t see it. [after getting fired from Baskin Robbins Scott returns to the Luis’s apartment]
 * Luis: Hey, Scotty, what’s up? I thought you were supposed to be at work?
 * Scott Lang: I was, I got fired.
 * Luis: Damn! They find out who you are?
 * Scott Lang: Yep.
 * Luis: Baskin Robbins always finds out, bro.
 * Dave: Baskin Robbins don’t play.
 * Luis: You want some waffles?
 * Scott Lang: Yeah, I’ll take a waffle.
 * Luis: Oh. That’s Kurt. He was in Folsom for five years, he’s a wizard on that laptop.
 * Kurt: Nice to meet you.
 * Scott Lang: Yeah, nice to meet you too. [to Dave] And who are you?
 * Dave: Dave. Nice work on the Vista job.
 * Kurt: Vista job? Yes. No, no, I have heard of this robbery.
 * Scott Lang: Well, technically, I didn’t rob them. Robbery involves threat. I hate violence, I burgled them. I’m a cat burglar.
 * Dave: You mean you’re a pussy?
 * Scott Lang: Yeah.
 * Luis: They were overcharging the customers, right? And it added up to millions. He blows the whistle and he gets fired. And what does he do? He hacks into the security system, and transfers millions back to the people that they stole it from.
 * Dave: Posts all the bank records online.
 * Luis: And he drove dude’s Bentley into a swimming pool.
 * Scott Lang: What are you doing? Hmm? Why are you telling my life’s story to these guys? What do you want?
 * Luis: Okay. My cousin talked to this guy two weeks ago about this little, perfect job.
 * Scott Lang: No way.
 * Luis: No, no, no. Wait! This guy…this guy fits your M.O.
 * Scott Lang: No! I’m finished man. I’m not going back to jail.
 * Luis: It’s some retired millionaire living off his golden parachute, It’s a perfect Scott Lang mark.
 * Scott Lang: I don’t care. I’m out. [Pym drives up to Pym Technologies]
 * Pym Tech Gate Guard: Dr. Pym?
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Yes. I’m still alive. [the guard smiles and lets Pym drive through the gate, Pym then enters the building]
 * Pym Tech Security Guard: I.D.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: [referring to the massive painting of Pym in his younger days hanging behind the guard] Perhaps that will suffice.
 * Pym Tech Security Guard: I’m very sorry, sir. Please come in.
 * Pym Tech Employee: Is that Hank Pym?
 * Hope van Dyne: Good morning, Hank.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Hope. Would it kill you to call me dad?
 * Hope van Dyne: Well, Dr. Cross will be so please that you could find the time to join us today.
 * Darren Cross: More like, thrilled. [Cross walks over to Pym and shakes his hand]
 * Dr. Hank Pym: I was surprised to receive any kind of invitation from you, Darren. What’s the occasion?
 * Darren Cross: Oh, you’ll see. Won’t he, Hope? [Hope gives Pym a cold look]
 * Hope van Dyne: We’re ready for you inside. [Hope walks away]
 * Darren Cross: Ouch. [referring to Hope] I guess some old wounds never heal, huh? Don’t worry, she’s in good hands. You’re in for a treat. [Carson comes over to Pym as they are about to enter the lab] Long time no see, Dr. Pym. How’s retirement? [they shake hands]
 * Dr. Hank Pym: How’s your face? [Carson enters the lab]
 * Hope van Dyne: After you. [Pym enters the lab]
 * Darren Cross: Now before we start I’d like to introduce a very special guest, this company’s founder and my mentor, Dr. Hank Pym. [everyone in the lab claps, at the same time Pym notices the miniature building of Pym Technologies has now got the logo Cross Technologies on it] When I took over this company for Dr. Pym, I immediately started researching a particle that could change the distance between atoms while increasing density and strength. Why this revolutionary idea remained buried beneath the dust and cobwebs of Hank’s research, I couldn’t tell you. But just imagine. A soldier the size of an insect. The ultimate secret weapon. [he shows everyone footage reel of soldiers getting killed but with a tiny costumed figure also every footage] An “Ant-Man”. [pointing to Pym] That’s what they called you. Right, Hank? Silly, I know. Propaganda. Tales to astonish. Trumped up B.S. to scare the U.S.S.R. Hank, will you tell our guests what you told me every single time I asked you, was the Ant-Man real?
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Just a tall tale.
 * Darren Cross: Right. Because how could anything so miraculous possibly be real? [Cross leads everyone into another room] Well I was inspired by the legend of the Ant-Man. And with my breakthrough, shrinking inorganic material, I thought, could it be possible to shrink a person? Could that be done? Well, it’s not a legend anymore. Distinguished guests, I am proud to present the end of warfare as we know it: the Yellowjacket. [he shows them a yellow insect sized suit] The Yellowjacket is an all-purpose weapon of war capable of altering the size of the wearer for the ultimate combat advantage. [he puts on a video]
 * Video Voice Over: We live in an era in which the weapons we use to protect ourselves are undermined by constant surveillance. It’s time to return to a simpler age. One where the powers of freedom can once again operate openly to protect their interests. An all-purpose peace-keeping vessel. The Yellowjacket can manage any conflict on the Geo-political landscape, completely unseen. Efficient in both preventative measures and tactical assault. Practical applications include: surveillance, industrial sabotage, and the elimination of obstructions on the road to peace. A single Yellowjacket offers the user unlimited influence to carry out protective actions and one day soon, an army of Yellowjackets will create a sustainable environment of well-being around the world. The Yellowjacket.
 * Frank: So it’s a suit.
 * Darren Cross: Don’t be crude, Frank. It’s not a suit, it’s a…it’s a vessel. What’s a matter, you’re not impressed?
 * Frank: Oh, I’m impressed. I’m also concerned. Imagine what our enemies could do with this tech.
 * Darren Cross: We should have a longer conversation about that, Frank. I really value your opinion. Thank you for coming. Hope?
 * Hope van Dyne: Thank you very much, everybody. I will escort you out now. Thank you.
 * Darren Cross: You seem a bit shocked. [as everyone leaves the room Pym walks over to Cross]
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Darren, there’s a reason that I buried these secrets.
 * Darren Cross: So you finally admit it. We could’ve done this together, Hank. But you ruined that. That’s why you’re the past and I’m the future.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Don’t do this.
 * Mitchell Carson: Dr. Cross. [Cross goes over to Carson] You sell to me first, twenty percent of your asking price, I can have the cash here in two weeks.
 * Darren Cross: Deal. [after everyone leaves Cross’s presentation Hope goes over to Pym]
 * Hope van Dyne: We have to make our move, Hank.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: How close is he?
 * Hope van Dyne: He still can’t shrink a live subject. Just give me the suit and let me finish this once and for all.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: No.
 * Hope van Dyne: I have Cross’s complete trust.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: It’s too dangerous.
 * Hope van Dyne: We don’t have a choice.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Well, that’s not entirely true.
 * Hope van Dyne: I think I found a guy.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Who? [Scott shows up at his daughter’s birthday party]
 * Cassie Lang: Daddy! [she rushes towards Scott, he catches Cassie in his arms and embraces her]
 * Scott Lang: Peanut! Oh! Happy birthday! I’m so sorry I’m late, I didn’t know what time your party started.
 * Cassie Lang: It was on the invitation! [Scott’s ex-wife’s fiancé Paxton interrupts them]
 * Paxton: He didn’t get an invitation! But he came anyway.
 * Scott Lang: Well, I’m not going to miss my little girl’s birthday party.
 * Cassie Lang: I’m gonna go tell mommy you’re here.
 * Scott Lang: Oh, you don’t… [Cassie turns and runs off]
 * Paxton: What are you doing here, Lang? You haven’t paid a dime in child support. You know, right now if I wanted to, I could arrest you.
 * Scott Lang: It’s good to see you too, Paxton. [Cassie comes back]
 * Cassie Lang: Mommy’s so happy you’re here, she choked on her drink.
 * Scott Lang: Hey, look what I have for you. [he hands her the small bag he’d brought]
 * Cassie Lang: Can I open it now?
 * Paxton: Of course sweetheart, it’s your birthday. [she takes out an ugly looking rabbit which talks]
 * Hideous Rabbit: You’re my bestest friend!
 * Paxton: [referring to the toy rabbit] What is that thing?
 * Cassie Lang: He’s so ugly! I love him! Can I go show my friends?
 * Paxton: Yeah, of course sweetheart, go ahead. [Cassie runs off with the ugly rabbit to show her friends]
 * Hideous Rabbit: You’re my bestest friend!
 * Scott Lang: Look, the child support is coming. Alright? It’s just hard finding a job when you have a record.
 * Paxton: I’m sure you’ll figure it out, but for now I want you out of my house.
 * Scott Lang: No, wait, it’s my daughter’s birthday!
 * Paxton: It’s my house!
 * Scott Lang: So what, it’s my kid! [Maggie walks over to them]
 * Maggie Lang: Scott! You can’t just show up here, you know that. Come on.
 * Scott Lang: It’s her birthday party.
 * Maggie Lang: Yeah, I know, but you can’t just show up.
 * Scott Lang: She’s my daughter.
 * Paxton: You don’t know the first thing about being a father.
 * Scott Lang: Maggie, I tell you this as a friend, and as the first love of my life, your fiancé is an ass-hat.
 * Maggie Lang: He’s not an ass-hat.
 * Paxton: Hey, watch your language. Okay?
 * Scott Lang: Oh, what language. I said hat. [Maggie takes Scott out of the house] Really, Maggie? That guy? Come on, you could marry anyone you want, you have to get engaged to a cop?
 * Maggie Lang: At least he’s not a crook.
 * Scott Lang: I’m trying, okay? I’ve changed, and I’m straight, I had a job, and…I want to provide.  I had a lot of time to think about it, and I love her. So much. I’ve missed so much time and I want to be a part of her life. What do I do?
 * Maggie Lang: Get an apartment. Get a job, pay child support. And then we will talk about visitation, I promise. You’re her hero, Scott. Just, be the person that she already thinks you are. [Scott gets into Luis’s van, Cassie waves goodbye to him as he drives off honking the musical horn] [Frank is in the bathroom taking a leak]
 * Darren Cross: I’m sorry you have such deep concerns about the Yellowjacket, Frank. [Frank turns back in surprise to find Cross standing there watching him]
 * Frank: Yeah, well, uh, unfortunately we can’t just do whatever we want. Would be nice though, right? [he chuckles as he washes his hands] But there are laws.
 * Darren Cross: What laws? Of man? The laws of nature transcend the laws of man, and I’ve transcended the laws of nature.
 * Frank: Darren, I don’t think you understand… [suddenly Cross uses a small device on Frank which vaporizes him into a blob of goo]
 * Darren Cross: Hm. We still haven’t worked out all the bugs. [Cross uses a tissue to wipe the goo off the sink and dumps it into one of the toilets] Goodbye, Frank. [he flushes the toilet and washes his hands] [Cross and Hope are having dinner at a restaurant] You know I’ve been thinking a lot about gratitude lately, and today during my morning meditation, an interesting thought occurred to me and I think it might apply to you too.
 * Hope van Dyne: How’s that?
 * Darren Cross: Gratitude can be forgiveness. I spent years carrying around my anger for Hank Pym. I devoted my genius to him. I could’ve worked anywhere. I chose my mentor poorly. You didn’t even have a choice. He never believed in you. It’s a shame what we had to do, but he forced us to do it, didn’t he? But we shouldn’t be angry, we should be grateful. Because his failures as a mentor, as a father, forced us to spread our wings.
 * Hope van Dyne: You’re a success, Darren. You deserve everything coming your way. [after sitting outside in the van trying to figure how many days he’s got left to see Cassie again, Scott returns to Luis’s apartment]
 * Luis: Hey, what’s up, hotshot? [Scott doesn’t reply]
 * Dave: Maybe he didn’t hear you.
 * Luis: How was the party? [Scott goes to the fridge, takes out a beer bottle and takes a swig from it]
 * Scott Lang: Tell me about that tip.
 * Luis: What?
 * Scott Lang: I want to know about that tip.
 * Luis: Ooh, baby, it’s on!
 * Dave: Hot dog!
 * Luis: It’s so on right now!
 * Dave: Look who grew a pair!
 * Scott Lang: Calm down, alright? I just need to know where it came from, it’s gotta be airtight.
 * Luis: Okay. I was at a wine tasting with my cousin Ernesto, which was mainly reds, and you know I don’t love reds man, you know? But there was a rosé that saved the day, it was delightful. And he tells me about this girl Emily that we used to kick it with, it was actually the first pair of boobs that I ever touched.
 * Scott Lang: It’s the wrong details. It’s wrong… It has nothing to do with the story. Go!
 * Luis: So, uh, he tells me that she’s working as a housekeeper now, right? And she’s dating this dude Carlos who’s a shot caller from across the bay and she tells him about the dude that she’s cleaning for. Right? That he’s, like, this big-shot CEO that is all retired now but he’s loaded. And so, Carlos and Ernesto are on the same softball team and they get to talking, right? And here comes the good part. Carlos says: “Yo, man. This guy’s got a big-ass safe just sitting in the basement, just chillin’.” Of course Ernesto comes to me cause he knows I’ve got mad thieving skills. Of course I ask him: “Did Emily tell Carlos to tell you to get to me what kind of safe it was? And he says: “Nah, dog. All she said is that it’s, like, super legit, and whatever’s in it has gotta be good!
 * Scott Lang: What?
 * Kurt: Old man have safe.
 * Luis: And he’s gone for a week.
 * Scott Lang: Alright. There’s an old man, he’s got a safe, and he’s gone for a week. Let’s just work with that.
 * Luis: Y’know what I’ sayin’. [we see the group getting prepared and gathering the right gear for the robbery]
 * Kurt: Landlines cut, cell signals jammed. No one will be making for distress call tonight.
 * Luis: All check.
 * Kurt: Check.
 * Dave: Check.
 * Luis: If the job goes bad, you know I got your back, right?
 * Scott Lang: Don’t worry, it’s not gonna happen. [Scott leaves the van]
 * Luis: I love it when he gets cocky. [as they guys stay in the van they watch Scott hop the fence into the house]
 * Dave: Damn! [through his earpiece] Alarm is dead.
 * Luis: Nice!
 * Scott Lang: Alright, I’m moving through the house. [inside the house Scott finds a door with a thumbprint scanner]
 * Scott Lang: There’s a fingerprint lock on the door.
 * Luis: It’s got a what? Ernesto didn’t tell me nothin’ about that. Aw, man, are we screwed?
 * Scott Lang: Not necessarily. [Scott quickly uses several household items to get a fingerprint from a door knob and uses that to successfully pass the thumbprint scanner] I’m in.
 * Kurt: No alarms have been triggered. He’s in like the Flynn. [Scott opens the door and immediately sees the safe made of strong metal]
 * Luis: What is it?
 * Scott Lang: Well they weren’t kidding, this safe is serious.
 * Luis: How serious we talkin’, Scotty?
 * Scott Lang: It’s a Carbondale. It’s from 1910, made from the same steel as the Titanic.
 * Luis: Wow. Can you crack it?
 * Scott Lang: Well, here’s the thing. It doesn’t do so well in the cold. Remember what that iceberg did?
 * Luis: Yeah, man, it killed DiCaprio.
 * Dave: It killed everybody.
 * Kurt: But not kill the old lady. She still throw the jewel into the oceans. [Scott gets to work to try and open the safe]
 * Luis: What are you doing?
 * Scott Lang: I poured water in the locking mechanism and froze it with nitrogen. Ice expands, metal doesn’t.
 * Luis: What are you doing now?
 * Scott Lang: Waiting. Waiting. [the safe door breaks open] Nice. [Scott looks inside the safe]
 * Luis: What is it, cash? Jewels?
 * Scott Lang: Well there’s nothing here.
 * Luis: What’d you say? [Scott notices some blueprints and the original Ant-Man suit]
 * Scott Lang: It’s a suit.
 * Luis: What?
 * Scott Lang: It’s an old motorcycle suit.
 * Luis: There’s no cash, no jewelry, nothing?
 * Scott Lang: No. It’s a bust.
 * Luis: I’m really sorry, Scotty. I know you needed a score. [we see an ant with a camera on its back nearby recording Scott take the suit, inside his lab Hank is watching Scott] [back at Pym Technologies Cross is about to perform the shrinking experiments with a lamb]
 * Hope van Dyne: I thought we were using mice?
 * Darren Cross: What’s the difference? Commence experiment 34C, organic atomic reduction.
 * Hope van Dyne: Darren, maybe we should think…
 * Darren Cross: Shrinking organic tissue is the centerpiece of this technology. I can’t go to the buyers with half a breakthrough. [Cross initiates the experiment and the lamb is vaporized to goo to Hope’s shock] Experiment 34C results: Negative. [to the lab tech] Sanitize the workstation, bring in subject 35C. [back at Luis’s apartment in the bathroom, Scott looks at the suit he took from the safe]
 * Scott Lang: Why would you lock this up? [he takes out the suit and looks at the helmet] So weird. [he tries the suit on and steps into the bathtub to get a better look at himself in the mirror]
 * Luis: Scott, what’s up man? [Scott closes the shower curtain then looks at the buttons on the gloves] I wonder…what is this? [he presses the buttons and shrinks down to a tiny size] [in his tiny form Scott stand and looks around him in shock, Scott then hears Hank’s voice speaking through the mask]
 * Dr. Hank Pym: The world sure seems different from down here, doesn’t it, Scott?
 * Scott Lang: What? Who…who said that? [Scott sees Luis open the shower curtains to take a shower] Luis! Luis, down here!
 * Dr. Hank Pym: It’s a trial by fire, Scott. Or in this case, water. [Luis turns on the water, after getting splashed around Scott falls out of the bathtub and onto the floor] Guess you’re tougher than you thought. [Scott hears Luis about to get undressed]
 * Scott Lang: Oh, I don’t want to see this. [as Luis drops his trousers onto the floor it knocks Scott through a hole in the apartment below] Luis! Ahh! Son of a…! [Scott falls into an apartment where a party is going on, he narrowly avoids getting stepped on before falling through the vent into another apartment gets sucked into a hoover, breaks out, encounters a mouse, then runs into a trap and is launched out the window where he returns to his normal size on top of a cab]
 * Cab Driver: What the hell?
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Not bad for a test drive. Keep the suit, I’ll be in touch.
 * Scott Lang: No, no. No, thank you. [Scott packs the suit up and sneaks it back into house and returns it into the safe, but the police are waiting for him as he goes to leave]
 * Cop on Speaker: Put it down on the ground! You are under arrest!
 * Scott Lang: No, I didn’t steal anything! I was returning something I stole. [Scott realizes he’s admitted to stealing and reluctantly kneels on the ground as he’s arrested] [Paxton visits Scott as he’s sat in his cell]
 * Paxton: You know, you almost had us convinced that you were going to change your ways. They were really rooting for you. It’s gonna break their hearts.
 * Detective: You got a visitor.
 * Scott Lang: Who?
 * Detective: Your lawyer.
 * Scott Lang: My lawyer? [Scott is taken to a room where Pym is sat waiting for him]
 * Dr. Hank Pym: I told you I’d be in touch, Scott. I’m starting to think that you prefer the inside of a jail cell.
 * Scott Lang: Oh, man.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Sit down. [we see ants crawling over the camera in the room to obscure the conversation]
 * Scott Lang: Sir, I’m sorry I stole the suit. I don’t even want to know why you have it.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Maggie was right about you.
 * Scott Lang: How do you know about…?
 * Dr. Hank Pym: The way she’s trying to keep you away from Cassie. The moment things get hard, you turn right back to crime. The way I see it, you have a choice. You can either spend the rest of your life in prison or go back to your cell and await further instructions.
 * Scott Lang: I don’t understand.
 * Dr. Hank Pym: No, I don’t expect you to. But you don’t have many options right now. Quite frankly, neither do I. Why do you think I let you steal that suit in the first place?
 * Scott Lang: What? [we see flashback to Pym giving money to his housekeeper, Emily, so that she can tip Luis’s friends to tip off about the job]
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Second chances don’t come around all that much. So next time you think you might see one I suggest you take a real close look at it. [Pym rises and leaves the room]
 * Maggie Lang: [referring to the ugly rabbit toy Scott gave her as Maggie is putting Cassie to sleep] Are you sure you don’t want a different toy?
 * Maggie Lang: Are you sure you don’t want a different toy?
 * Cassie Lang: No, I love this one.
 * Maggie Lang: Okay. Well, get some sleep then. I love you. [Maggie kisses Cassie on her head]
 * Cassie Lang: Mommy?
 * Maggie Lang: Hm?
 * Cassie Lang: Is daddy a bad man? I heard some grownups say he’s bad.
 * Maggie Lang: No. Daddy just gets confused sometimes, you know? [as Scott is sat in his cell thinking several ants bring Scott the suit in its tiny form then enlarge it so that Scott can wear it, he quickly slip into it, zaps himself small to escape]
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Smart choice. You actually listened for once. [Scott runs out of the cell] Under the door. [as the prison alarm goes off Scott runs out of the building]
 * Scott Lang: Okay. Where to now?
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Hang tight. [some ants approach Scott]
 * Scott Lang: What? What?! [inside the police station]
 * Paxton: Where the hell did he go?
 * Detective: I have no idea, he just vanished. [into his radio] Set up a five block perimeter, now! [back to Scott; to the ants]
 * Scott Lang: Get back, get back, get back!
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Scott, these are my associates.
 * Scott Lang: Huh? You got a camera on an ant? Yeah, sure, why not? Where’s the car?
 * Dr. Hank Pym: No car, we’ve got wings. Incoming! [a larg winged ant flies over Scott and lands in front of him] Put your foot on the central node and not the thorax.
 * Scott Lang: Are you ki…? How safe’s this…?
 * Dr. Hank Pym: Get on the damn ant, Scott! [Scott gets on the ant and as it flies off the police go on a manhunt for him] [the winged ant has landed on a police car that’s looking for Scott]
 * Scott Lang: Why am I on a police car? Shouldn’t I not be on a police car?