All right. There's an old man, he's got a safe,
and he's gone for a week.
Let's just work with that.
- That's good. - Okay.
- When's he leaving? - I don't know.
Great.
Should we fix the cable?
(BELL DINGS)
HANK: Who is it?
Bayside here for your cable.
HANK: My cable's out.
Yes, sir, I'm here to fix it.
HANK: You need to fix it.
- (GATE BUZZING) - Thank you.
Come in.
Thank you.
This shouldn't take too long.
Where's your TV?
I suppose you'll want to know where the TV is.
You took the words right out of my mouth.
Oh, wow!
Oh, look at this.
(CHUCKLES)
Military man, huh?
You ever see any action?
(GROANS) You know, a couple of small skirmishes.
You know, the main cable lines usually come in through the basement.
So...
Ah.
Mind if I run down here? I'd love to check it out.
I bet you would.
What's that?
Cable line comes in through the living room.
Perfect.
You know my business better than me.
I doubt that, you know?
Okay, I think I know what we're dealing with here.
I'll be right back.
How's it looking?
It works. Eh! Good job, son.
You had a power surge.
- It probably was just a power surge. - Hmm.
And don't let anyone tell you that you have nothing to offer.
Because menial labor has its place.
And you clearly know your trade.
Oh sir, this is really too generous. Thank you.
I'll let you get back to your Hoarders marathon.
Hoarders? I'm watching the Giants. I got 50K on it.
A little bet makes it a lot more fun, don't you think?
(CHUCKLES) I wouldn't know, sir.
Well, you should be fine now, but if you run into any problems,
be sure to give me a call.
Oh, I absolutely will, you seem very good at what you do.
As long as I am alive...
Nobody will ever get that formula.
The lock hasn't been tampered with, he was led back to the cell.
He couldn't have just vanished. I was right there.
Any word yet on the identity of Lang's lawyer?
Apparently, he used a fake name.
I mean, there has to be a thousand cameras in this city, right?
He checked in about 10:03.
Let's pull images from every camera within five blocks of the station
starting at 9:30,
see if we can trace him back to a car, and get a plate number.
I'm on it.
If we can teach him how to use the suit,
then he can teach me how to get through the security system.
The Qubit generates a new combination every 1.5 seconds.
Scott broke past it
because he was able to read the pattern
and predict which combination would come next.
How did he do that?
I have no idea. And I doubt he does either.
Maybe he's an idiot savant.
Or just an idiot.
Well, I'm not sure what he is, but I do know that he needs your help.
Well, it's complicated, peanut.
I want to see you more, I miss you.
I miss you too. So much.
Can I tell you something very serious?
(FUNNY VOICE) I love you.
(LAUGHS)
You're laughing! You're not supposed to laugh.
You got to be serious.
- I love... - (PAXTON CLEARS THROAT)
(ENGINE STARTS)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING LOUDLY)
LUIS: I wish Scottie was here.
Welcome to the Pym Tech Futures Lab.
Now, before we start, I'd like to introduce a very special guest.
This company's founder and my mentor,
Dr. Hank Pym.
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.
Imagine the entire freight of a cargo ship
shrunk into a single shipping container.
Imagine working at an enlarged scale,
on the most intricately woven biotechnology.
What if
all the waste produced by the entire world
could fit comfortably within the walls of this room
and this room could fit inside a thimble?
Imagine
a soldier the size of an insect.
The ultimate secret weapon.
An Ant-Man.
(CHUCKLES)
Before I start any job, I need to know all the details.
All right then.
Darren Cross. He came to Pym Tech
believing that I was once a classified agent
known as the Ant-Man.
Which, of course, I was.
For decades, I was sent around the world on covert operations.
(MEN GRUNTING)
I was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s greatest asset.
'Til they tried to steal my formula.
But where S.H.l.E.L.D. failed,
Darren Cross succeeded.
He created the Yellowjacket,
an instrument of carnage that Cross is selling to the highest bidder
with the fewest morals.
Which in this case is Mitchell Carson, Ex-Head of Defense at S.H.I.E.L.D.
Presently in the business of toppling governments.
He always wanted my tech.
And now, unless we break in and steal the Yellowjacket
and destroy all the data,
Darren Cross is gonna unleash chaos upon the world.
I think our first move should be calling the Avengers.
(HANK SCOFFS)