Snow Day

1x17 - Snow Day Observe, the post villain-beat-down power sleep. Ah, doesn't get better than this Look at the bliss on my face, and burn it into your minds. It all goes bye-bye when my alarm rings for school. Open up and get 'em, sleepy head. Ultimate Skrull robot thingees attacking! Can't hold 'em off! Game over, man! - Who, what? - Game over! Hang in there, Nova. Okay, give me coordinates, status, maybe some O. J. D'oh! I'm coming. - Tell me you got that Nova. - Totally got it, Power Man. Copy me? It'll be an early Christmas present. Call me Santa Claus. Ho-ho-ho. Mature. The maturist. Shouldn't you be at school? Or dead? No school, Spidey. Snow day. Snow day? Did you get up extra early just to torture me? That was a fringe benefit. We're actually here to pick you up. - Pick me up for what, White Tiger? - Agent Coulson's orders. Since school's cancelled, I've scheduled some "extra credit. " Report to SHIELD station I. C. E. for winter survival training. Snow camping, avalanche preparedness, blizzard trekking, ice water scuba diving. Your transport is waiting. So we get the day off 'cause of snow then we gotta go work out in more snow? It's a "mandatory team building exercise. " Mandatory, White Tiger? I've got a better idea. Oh, is it just me, or do you get the feeling this is going to end badly. And what do you know? One hour and thirteen minutes later, it was so long snow day, hello paradise. I can't believe Nova did something right for a change. And that has me worried. Ha-ha. Awesome! Yeah, now that's what I'm talking about. - Woo! Not bad. - I have found harmony. We're gonna get in trouble. That's all I'm saying. But at least we'll be warm. Paradise! How'd you guys ever find this place? This one's all Sam. He said he found it in the SHIELD database. Yeah, filed under "classy. " If Coulson squawks, I'll just tell him I accidentally entered the wrong coordinates. Do the math. Snow day plus tropical island is greater than or equal to the wrath of Coulson. Woo hoo! Come on in, guys. It's paradise. What could possibly happen? There is no beauty like that of unspoiled nature. Why would a place like this be in SHIELD's database? I bet it's Fury's super-spy secret hideaway. Hay what do you suppose he does here? Hulk go lowest there is. Hulk! Hulk! Hulk! Let's not ask questions we don't want answers to. Just enjoy. Hey! That's my math homework. Hey, over here! Go long! My bad. Time out! Who's harshing my montage? What's wrong? Well Hey, Spidey sense here! Tingling! Tingle tingle? Ah, probably just guilt-trippin' over ditchin' on Coulson. How 'bout a butt whuppin' to get you over it? You're on. Okay, rules of the game. No one uses their powers. Mine! What happened to no powers? I said no powers. Not no skills. A thing can only be that which it is. Great, it rolled into the jungle. Hold onto your helmet, Sam. The next spike has your name on it. This isn't creepy at all. Good thing I'm not the nervous type. Dude, what are you so freaked out about? - Where's the ball? - Back there. With I'm Sandy. Can I play too? I didn't see him in there. Kid, what are you doing on a deserted island? It's not deserted. We live here. You and your family? Where are they? Oh, they're around. Everywhere. I get a weird vibe from this kid. What's your Spidey sense say? Tingling. Meet a creepy kid, definitely tingling. It's not happy. Let's play hide n' seek. You're it! I think we're going to pass. - Whoa! - What's up with this sand? I'm stuck! This paradise is getting creepier by the second. Ohh yawn All this fun has me beat! I need a nap. At home. Now. We can't leave a helpless little boy alone in the jungle. Ava, that kid looks like half of every set, of freaky twins from every scary movie I ever saw in my life. Why do we have to be the heroes? I'll get my helmet. - Hey, kid? - Creepy little boy? - Come and find me, slow pokes. - Over there? This doesn't make sense. It's like he's everywhere at once, and nowhere at all. No, I'm over here. Lost? Ignore them, they got way too much sun. - Are you Sandy's brother? - Call me Flint. Any friend of Sandy's is a friend of mine. Thanks for playing with him. We get lonely. Just the two of us. Ever thought of moving to where there's people? Is that what they're wearing on the mainland these days? Cool. We're a little out of touch out here. A little? Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Well, now that we know you're here, that means Sandy's okay. So we're just gonna to get going. No, you can't do that. Sandy always loved playing games. Loved it. What do you mean "loved?" I'll give you a hint. He's probably up in the old ruins. Dude, we flew in. There aren't any Guys, where are we? Catch me if you can! Officially weirded out. Clearly, this jungle's a veil of mystery. All in favor of a tactical retreat? - Me! - Me! Let's get out of here. I thought you were my friends. You're supposed to play with me. Hold on now. We're still friends, we're just trying to figure out what's going on here. Liar! Whoa! Whoa! - Are you doing this? - Guys, did you just see what he did? He is but a grain of sand an ocean of trouble. Look! Want your ship? Come and get it! I told you so. Didn't I tell you? But do you ever listen? I need a vacation from my vacation. Spread out! Did the file say anything about this place, - except "classy"? - Um, yeah, it said "fied. " As in "classi-fied"? It also said we're near Bermuda. Bermuda's nice. So you're saying we're in the Bermuda triangle? You guys got something against triangles? - Whoa! - Whoa! You should have played nice! But now, you'll pay. Oh, well this is just great. Now that Flint guy is in on it too? I'll take option "both. " Nova, help here! Incoming! You might wanna lay off those protein bars, big guy. Nice save. Okay, we get the point. Right back at you. Let's call a time out before someone gets hurt. Namely us. You're no fun! Uh-oh, I'm thinking out of the box. Rock and a hard place, been there. Or not. You know how gross it feels when you get wet sand in your socks? Imagine that feeling. All over. We need out of this sandbox now. Someone's getting hurt today. I just washed my hair. Where have you taken us? We have a new game. And if we refuse to play? Then you forfeit. Everything. Tell me you know how to get us out of this. Nah! I got nothing. Yikes! - He's gone? - I seriously doubt it. How bout a sandblast? We've just got to play his game, and get to the ship. Check it out. Heiroglyphs? Is that Flint? Looks like he broke out of prison. There was an atomic explosion. It's always an atomic explosion. - Looks like it mutated him. - Sweet Christmas! Tell me that's not Nick Fury. Super-fly eye patch and all. - Coulson's rockin' a ponytail? - Copy me. Totally copied. To everyone. According to this, it looks like Fury just dumped Flint here and left. That can't be the whole story. So what is this place? Some sort of prison? Yeah, for one inmate. 'Til we crashed the party. We need off this island yesterday. What is up with that spooky music? Oh, totally in my head. Never mind. Wait up. I got sand in my everywhere. Almost there. What took you so long? Stop to see the sand castle? Sand bar? Sand pants? Not a word. Uh, yeah. We saw some old drawings on the walls. We saw them too. Obviously someone wanted us to catch Flint's little true crime story. We tried to make you understand. I just wanted someone to play with. But you wouldn't play nice! - Look who's talking. - Yeah, but who is talking? - Nova, fire a blast into the ground. - Why? If what I'm thinking is right, you'll be happy you did. Oh, yeah. That felt good. We've been so lonely! Why did you have to ruin it? - What about the boy? - Just an imaginary playmate. Flinty McSandman made him up. Don't call me Sandman! Whoa! Keep going! You can't leave me. I won't let you. Oh, I hate losing my toys at the beach. A little help here. And to think I wiggle my toes in this. Even an ant can move a mountain. Hold him off. I'll get it started. The engines won't fire. Sand's clogging the intakes. No way! I figured the engines were fried. They are. Hit it now or we're toast. So what are we going to tell Fury? Nothing. We left Sandman where SHIELD stuck him. No harm, no foul. Fury won't even notice. SHIELD aircraft, you are being redirected to an alternate landing sight. Do you read? He noticed. Don't even think about landing. Look, Nick, sorry. We got spring fever. We had no idea about that island. Yeah, that Sandman dude's messed up. No kidding. Flint Marko is too dangerous to keep in a normal prison. So parking him alone in the middle of a huge body of water, was our only option. He draws his power from contact with the ground. If he ever set foot on the mainland, it'd be catastrophic. That's just Manhattan. - Think what he could do to New Jersey. - Really? Jersey? Okay maybe not Jersey. But you get the point. Jersey is safe, sir. We left Sandman where we found him. And how do you know that? Follow the escort directly to the helicarrier for a full scrub-down. Full scrub-down? Sounds promising. Cause one thing I hate about the beach, is that sand gets everywhere. How much sand? That's not sand, is it? Tiger, steer us out of here! The controls are frozen. What do we do now? Fury said we can't touch land. Steer us toward the river. Heh, never gets old. There. The Hudson's frozen. Brace for landing. Thank you for flying "Air Spidey". We hope you enjoyed your flight. Fury! Come on. We got to stop him before he gets to the city. Hey, Sandma uh, Flint. Let's talk about it. We had some fun times playing with your inner child, right? How about you hop back in my boot? Come on, it's still warm. Iron Fist. He cannot get back to dry land. Divide and conquer. What's it take to stop this dude? How do you stop someone who's made of sand? Anyone got a ginormous pale and shovel? Wait, made of sand. And sand's made of silica. Nova, light him up. All heat, no force. Take it up to 2,000 degrees. It's not working. Almost there! No! Intense! How'd you know that would work? When silica's superheated, it makes glass. Sometimes it pays to be a science geek. How's that containment unit working, agent Coulson? Readings are holding steady. Flint's body reverted to sand within a few hours, but the constant vibrations will keep him from solidifying. Good. And how are my beach campers? Fury, this guy may have been a criminal back in the day, but being left on that island really cracked his coconut. You're not just gonna stick him back in the corner again, are you? Because blowing off your responsibilities can have dangerous consequences? Exactly. Ya, see now you're feelin' me! You have to take responsibility for the things you do Ahem, snow day Oh, snow day, right. Ponytail - What was that? - Nothing. Truth is, the Sandman was a problem I'd swept under the carpet for too long. Despite your unauthorized "snow day", some good may actually come of this. Then in that case, your welcome. Count this as a win. For him, yes. For you, tell me after the scrub. There is no need for a scrub, is there sir? Of course not. I just want to make sure they think twice about skipping out on us next time. Come on, it's not that bad.