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♪ He is a man on a mission ♪
♪ in armor of high tech ammunition ♪
♪ trapped on the edge of an endless game ♪
♪ his teenage life will never be the same ♪
♪ in a dangerous world, he does all he can ♪
♪ he's Iron Man ♪
♪ Iron Man. ♪
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Rhodey! Pepper! Where are you?
The joke's over. It's not funny anymore.
Where are you?
Vanished... Rhodey, Pepper, the armory.
Who did this?
This isn't possible. It has to be Gene.
Only Mandarin has that kind of power.
Or maybe Dr. Doom?
Well, computer, seems you're my only friend
till I can locate the others.
I have no record of friends.
Thanks for reminding me.
If Rhodey's not here, maybe his mom will know where he is.
It doesn't fit?
Hey, I know I can be annoying, but changing the locks on me?
Well, if you're selling magazines for your school, I don't want any!
Who are you? Why are you here?
Who do you work for? What have you done with the Rhodes?
Work? I'm retired. And I lived here for more than 10 years.
No one named Rhodes ever lived here!
They should be in physics, but they're not there.
What's going on? Rhodey almost never misses a class.
Happy, you're reading the wrong part.
You're supposed to play George.
But this George character is like a big, dumb jock guy.
Do I complain because my character
is the spoiled daughter of a wealthy man?
How about we switch characters, huh?
Happy, Whitney, listen.
Happy, you have a slippery grasp on reality.
Guys, listen! This is beyond important.
Have you seen Rhodey or Pepper anywhere?
I went to Rhodey's house and some guy told me he never lived there.
Whose house?
Oh, is this some kind of theatre exercise?
- You're the new kid in class? - New kid?
Oh, that's it. Teacher's got you doing an assignment, huh?
Role-playing and stuff?
I'm Harold. Harold Hogan.
This is Whitney. What's your name, man?
What's my... the question is, who are you two?
New guy's kind of an... odd ball.
Maybe. But I think he's super cute.
This can't be real.
It's all a nightmare. It has to be!
Computer, access psychological research on dreams.
How can a dreamer know when they're dreaming?
Accessing sleep data.
Dreamers may perform tests to see if they are dreaming.
Example: A person can read about dreaming,
but they cannot actually read in a dream.
"Hammer buys Stark Iinternational."
I can read that clearly enough. Wish that part was a dream.
No home, no school, no friends.
And I'm talking to myself and my computer.
Like when I was a kid,
my best friend was that talking robot
dad made for me. Not good.
I never realized how much I count on my friends.
I was alone my whole life before I met those two.
Got to focus.
Come on, Tony. They couldn't have just vanished
like they were erased from reality!
Think back! When was the last time you saw Rhodey?
Hey, Pepper, your info on this illegal deal going down
looks about as real as the time you saw Thor at the mall.
Uh, I did see Thor.
He was eating meatballs at the norwegian food stand.
Oh, just wait.
I got a good lead monitong Hammer's e-mails,
which seemed a little easy to hack into.
But, hey, I'm not asking any questions.
All I'm getting here is cramped legs.
Could be them. And in a van
that used to belong to Stark International.
He better show quick. The boss wants us in and out.
See? This is why I should be a SHIELD agent.
Those two have got to be selling illegal tech...
the stuff Hammer tests in the black market.
I just wonder who they're gonna sell it to.
A.I.M. agents.
Man, I thought we to care of them last year.
They're like cockroaches. Can't get rid of them.
- Is it all there? - We're not opening the crate.
We do this fast or we don't do it.
That fast enough for you?
Take it. We're out of here.
It's almost like that guy knows we're here.
So who do we go after?
All Hammer's men have is a bag of cash.
I want to know what's inside that crate.
Let's bust into the back of that truck.
Piece of cake.
- I hate cake. - Okay. It's kind of cool.
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Can you make my armor transform like that?
Sure, if you want to be bent into 20 different directions.
Uh-oh. We got ordinancecoming I.
Release heat-seeking nanos.
Rhodey!
Look out! Incoming, 2:00!
That's how we got separated.
But what happened to Rhodey? And how did I end up...
Wait a minute.
Computer, show me the last record of events
before I woke up on that rooftop.
Searching.
No record of activity exists.
What? Okay. This is freaking me out.
Somehow A.I.M. did something to me.
And if Hammer sold them that black market tech,
I bet he knows where they're holding up.
Write me in for an appointment, Hammer. We need to talk.
Bursting with questions, Iron Man? That's why you're here.
We both have so many questions.
- Basis Sandhurst? - That name is dead to me.
Call me the Controller.
You can call yourself the "tv remote Controller" for all I care.
Just tell me how you got out of the vault.
SHIELD had you in lockdown, and they threw away the key.
High security is meangless
when you have A.I.M. agents on the inside.
There are a few true believers left.
That was you last night buying tech from Hammer.
That wasn't last night, Iron Man. That was three nights ago.
Ask yourself again. How did you get here?
Stop with the mind games!
- I... I flew here. - Did you?
How did you get to that rooftop where you came to?
Do you even know where you really are right now?
I know where you're going. A SHIELD prison cell!
You still don't get it. I am the Controller.
And this time, I'm in control... of everything.
Wasn't expecting that.
What, is he on gamma steroids now?
That's one fast elevator.
I move with the speed of thought, Iron Man.
It's all mine... the entire world.
You missed one thing. You don't control me!
Let's test that theory.
Computer, how'd he get so strong? Super strength, new powers?
Insufficient data for hypothesis.
Okay, Basil. Let's see how tough you really are.
Now he can fly, too?
That's right. I do it all.
The world is at my command, and it roars with power.
You have serious issues, pal.
Is it 'cause your mom named you Basil?
You're a slow student, Iron Man.
A man with complete mastery of reality cannot be harmed.
Your mind subconsciously resists me.
My probes are only getting part of what I want.
Your probes? What are you talking about, Sandhurst?
I've heard about your little upgrade.
I need Extremis, the unique bioelectronic fusion
you possess with your armor.
Okay. I'm done with you.
This time I'm turning up the volume to 11!
Tsk, tsk. You've dirtied my new suit.
Well, it doesn't matter. I'll soon learn everything about you.
The hard way will work just as well.
That car just blipped out!
Stupid glitch.
Glitch? As in programming?
Let's run a test.
Okay. The program can't render explosions fast enough.
I see your glitch, Controller. I've caught you with your pixels down.
But that means we're in virtual reality.
That's right, Iron Man. Trapped in a world of my own creation.
Welcome to the Mainframe.
This is all virtual reality? Everything?
This... how is this possible?
Beautifully complete, isn't it?
Your new armor resisted my control disks,
so I needed a different route to your mind...
the Mainframe,
a virtual environment designed to tap into everyone's mind.
Think of it as the ultimate social network
with me in control of everything and everyone.
That's comforting. Computer, scan the environment.
Scans incomplete.
I've had to dive in deep.
Every time you interact with this world you reveal something.
I know you so much better now, Tony Stark.
Oh, awesome! Who doesn't know my secret identity by now?
Best I can do is keep you... off balance!
This world responds only to me, Iron Man.
It's just a computer program.
I'm guessing that tech you bought from Hammer
went into your little video game.
Video game?
Close, Iron Man. It's the future.
Imagine every man, woman and child hooked into the Mainframe.
No more ignorance, no more chaos,
no more individuality.
But for me to control billions of minds, I need Extremis.
I need the link your brain has to your armor.
Open your mind to me, Stark. Open your mind.
Feel the pressure? So does your real body.
If I squeeze hard enough, your physical body will expire.
- Give me what I want. - No!
Sweet. Now the buildings hate me.
I'll break you yet.
Computer, try again. Analyze the world around me.
I could analyze, but I won't, because I am...
...the Controller too.
Great. Should've saw that coming.
Open your mind to me, Stark. Give me Extremis.
You want it? Then take it!
Gotta use Extremis.
Hack into the Mainframe.
Come on. Come on.
So vast...
Can't keep my mind... together.
Stark! What... what are you doing?
Our nervous systems are wired to the Mainframe.
You'll fry both of us!
Tony, help me!
Pepper!
Tony, get me outta here!
Their minds are routed into the Mainframe.
If they're destroyed here, they're destroyed physically.
Tony, make it stop! Please!
Pepper, what did I arrange for your birthday?
I... I don't remember. Just help me, Tony!
It's not her. She'd never forget a training session with SHIELD.
Tony, help me!
You're just V.R. Not real!
No!
Let go off the system. You'll destroy both of us.
I'm taking my life back, even if it means losing it!
You're going to...
Where am I?
Shut it down!
My head.
What did you do to me, Sandhurst?
Oh, too bad. I couldn't manage to get what I needed
before you so rudely interrupted us.
Guess I'll just have to penetrate
all those levels of consciousness at full power
and risk destroying your mind.
Can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs.
Break this!
Back!
- Where are my friends, Sandhurst? - Right here.
Allow me to reintroduce War Machine.
Rhodey? Oh, no.
His less-advanced armor
worked out wonderfully, Stark.
A little tinkering with my control disk, and he's all mine.
War Machine, destroy Iron Man.
Rhodey, stop! It's me!
Can't just unibeam him.
Pepper? Pepper, are you there?
Come in!
Aw, great. She's probably in school worried sick.
Rhodey, stop!
Rhodey!
No!
Listen to me!
It's Tony. I know you're in there.
You've fought the Controller before.
You can fight him again!
No, he can't, Stark. I have him.
I'm in complete control. I... I...
I can't fight him! Tony, I'm...
You've got to, Rhodey!
- Focus! - No.
How? How can he be fighting it?
More power!
Rhodey, no! Don't give up!
I have him, Stark. He's my personal bodyguard.
Soon I'll control the entire world with the Mainframe.
Once I have Extremis, I'll...
No. No! I'm James Rhodes!
I'm no man's puppet!
Uh, Tony, you can let me go now.
Sorry.
What happened? Where are we?
The A.I.M. base. I'm glad to see you, man.
I thought I'd lost you. I thought I'd lost everybody.
What... Who are you?
What is this place?
- Is he for real? - Look at his eyes.
Are you robots?
Man, gotta be amnesia. He's gone.
Looks like his whole reality was wiped out
when the Controller helmet overloaded.
How did I get here?
I just wanna go somewhere quiet. Nice and quiet.
Oh, I think that's something SHIELD can arrange.
Pick up your cell, Tony. Oh, don't do this to me!
I swear, I'll leave my 4,000th message if you don't...
Tony! Rhodey!
- There's a sight for sore eyes. - Tony, I always knew you'd...
Oh, what a relief. All my tech is here.
Baby, I love you.
That you'd, um... Never mind.
You know I missed you, Pep.
Mmm... What happened?
I've been worried sick for three days. You better explain everything.
Rhodey, if your mom wasn't in L.A. I mean, she's been calling nonstop.
I finally just told her you dropped your cell in the toilet.
Yech.
Thanks for covering, Pepper. It's a really long story.
You okay, Tony? You look a little out of it.
Yeah. Yeah, I think so. Just a little headache.
It feels real.
But I kind of lost confidence in what's real and what isn't.
Sounds real.
But reality's always a simulation... in our brains.
Um, yeah, you guys do have a lot of explaining to do.
Over dinner. I'm starving.
It's all just another... perception.
Wait up, guys!
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