Ant-Man (film)

2015 film directed by Peyton Reed
(Redirected from Ant-Man)

Ant-Man is a 2015 American superhero film based on the Marvel Comics characters of the same name: Scott Lang and Hank Pym. It is the twelfth installment in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

Directed by Peyton Reed. Written by Edgar Wright, Joe Cornish, Adam McKay, and Paul Rudd.

Dialogue edit

[1989: Hank Pym storms S.H.I.E.L.D's board room in the Triskelion, where Agents Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, and Mitchell Carson are having a meeting]
Hank: Stark.
Stark: [Murmuring] He doesn't seem happy… [Normal] Hello, Hank. [pauses, stands up] You're supposed to be in Moscow.
Hank: I took a detour. [takes a Pym Particle vial and slams it on the desk] Through your defense lab.
[Stark and Carson stare at the vial in silence; Carter looks worried]
Carter: Tell me that isn't what I think it is.
Hank: That depends if you think it's a poor attempt to replicate my work. [Stark and Carter eye each other, confused] Even for this group, that takes nerve.
Carson: You were instructed to go to Russia. May I remind you, Dr. Pym, that you're a soldier, eh?
Hank: I'm a scientist.
Stark: Then act like one. The Pym Particle is the most revolutionary science ever developed; help us put it to good use.
Hank: I let you turn me into your errand boy, and now you try to steal my research?
Carson: If only you'd protected Janet with such ferocity, Dr. Pym.
[Stark closes his eyes in frustration]
Hank: Oh, god.
[Hank takes a moment to control himself, shaking his head and breathing heavily, then suddenly slams Carson's head into the desk in a fit of rage]
Carter: [Intervening] Easy, Hank!
Hank: [Pointing at Carson, who now has a bloodied nose] You mention my wife again, and I'll show you ferocity.
Stark: [As Carson turns to look at him] Don't look at me. You said it.
Hank: I formally tender my resignation.
Stark: We won't accept it…formally. Hank, we need you. The Pym Particle is a miracle. Please, don't let your past determine the future.
Hank: As long as I am alive, nobody will ever get that formula.
[Hank turns around and leaves calmly]
Carson: We shouldn't let him leave the building.
Carter: [stunned at discovering that Carson was trying to replicate Pym's shrinking formula without the latter's approval] You've already lied to him, now you want to go to war with him?
Carson: Yes! [Pauses] Our scientists haven't come close to replicating his work.
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?
[Stark looks out across the S.H.I.E.L.D board room, pondering]
Stark: I've known Hank Pym for a long time, he's no security risk.
[Carter stares intently at Stark, who suddenly straightens up to his full height, struck by an epiphany]
Stark: Unless we make him one.
[An evil grin spreads across Carson's face under the tissue he's holding to his bloodied nose]

Scott: Look, 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: No way! It's my daughter's birthday party.
Paxton: It's at my house!
Scott: So what? She's my kid.
Maggie: Scott!
[Maggie walks down the hallway and shakes her head disapprovingly when she sees Scott]
Maggie: You can't just show up here, you know that. Come on.
Scott: It's a birthday party.
Maggie: Yeah I know, but you can't just show up.
Scott: She's my daughter, alright?
Paxton: You don't know the first thing about being a father.
Scott: Maggie, I tell you this as a friend and as the first love of my life. Your fiancé is an ass-hat.
Maggie: He's not an ass-hat.
Paxton: Hey, watch your language, OK?
Scott: Oh, what language? I said "hat."

Scott: [Scott breaks into a house and reaches the safe] Oh man.
Luis: What is it?
Scott: Well, they weren't kidding. This safe is serious.
Luis: How serious are we talkin', Scotty?
Scott: It's a Carbondale. It's from 1910. Made from the same steel as the Titanic.
Luis: Wow. Can you crack it?
Scott: Well, here's the thing. It doesn't do so well in the cold. Remember what that iceberg did?
Luis: Yeah, man, it killed Di Caprio.
Dave: Killed everybody.
Kurt: Did not kill the old lady. She still throw the jewel into the oceans.

[After Scott puts on the Ant-Man suit and shrinks for the first time]
Hank: [On comms] The world sure seems different from down here, doesn't it Scott?
Scott: Who said that?

[After Hank briefs Scott on what Cross is planning and wants him to be the Ant-Man]
Scott: Ok, the first thing we should do…is call the Avengers.
Hank: [Angry] I spent thirty years protecting that technology from a Stark, I sure as hell don't intend to give it to another! This isn't some cute tech like the Iron Man suit, it could change the face of reality! Besides, they must already have their hands busy throwing cities out of the sky…

Hope: You're gonna have to learn how to punch.
Scott: You're gonna show me how to punch? [Holds up his hand as a target] Okay. Show me how to—
[Hope cuts him off with a punch to the face]
Hope: That's how you punch.
Scott: OW! Were you even aiming for my hand?

[A training montage where Scott learns about his new six-legged friends]
Hope: Paratrechina longicornis, commonly known as crazy ants. They're lightning fast and can conduct electricity, which makes them useful to fry out enemy electronics.
Scott: Aww, you're not so crazy. You're cute.
. . .
Hope: Paraponera clavata.
Scott: I know, bullet ants, right? Number one on the Schmidt Pain Index.
. . .
Hope: Camponotus pennsylvanicus.
Hank: Alternatively known as a carpenter ant. Ideal for ground and air transport.
Scott: [With the carpenter ant he previously flew on] Wait a minute. I know this guy. I'm gonna call him Antony.
Hank: That's good. That's very good, because this time you're really gonna have to learn how to control him.

[Approaching the "old Stark warehouse" he's supposed to burglarize]
Scott: Uh, guys, we might have a problem. Hank, didn't you say this was some old warehouse?
[The "warehouse" comes into clearer view, with a large circle-A insignia on the roof denoting its role as the Avengers' base]
Scott: It's not! YOU SON OF A BITCH!!
Hope: Scott, get out of there!
Hank: Abort! Abort now!
Scott: No, it's okay. Doesn't look like anyone's home.

Scott: [Standing before Sam Wilson, shrunken] It's okay, he can't see me.
Sam: I can see you.
Scott: ...He can see me.

[Scott demonstrates the Ant-Man suit to his crew for the first time]
Scott: Now, look. This is gonna get weird, all right? It's pretty freaky, but it's safe. There's no reason to be scared.
Luis: Oh, no no. Daddy don't get scared.
Scott: Really?
Luis: Yeah.
Scott: Good.
[Closes his helmet and pushes the button that shrinks him]
Kurt: [Gasps, jumps out of chair] This is the work of gypsies!
Dave: That's witchcraft!
Luis: [Keeping his cool] That's amazing. That's like some David Copperfield shit!
Dave: That's wizardry!
Kurt: Sorcery!
Luis: How'd you do that, bro?
Scott: Don't freak out, look at your shoulder.
[Luis looks at his shoulder and sees the miniaturized Scott]
Luis: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! [Runs out of the room] Get if off! Get it off!
Scott: I thought Daddy didn't get scared!

Scott: Paxton, turn around. Take me back.
Paxton: I'm taking you back. To prison.
Scott: There's something in that backyard that needs to be destroyed, in the bug-zapper. I-
[Paxton hits the brake with his foot and angrily turns to Scott]
Paxton: You need to desist right now! Your delusions are out of hand!

[Yellowjacket appears in Cassie's room]
Cassie: Are you a monster?
Yellowjacket: Do I look like a monster?
Cassie: …I want my daddy!
Yellowjacket: [Menacingly] I know. I want your daddy too.

[Mid-credits scene; Hank brings Hope down to his lab]
Hank: There’s something I want to show you. I realized you can’t destroy power, all you can do is to make sure that it’s in the right hands.
[Hank opens up a vault to reveal the prototype of the Wasp suit]
Hank: This is an advanced prototype that your mother and I worked on together. She never got to use it, but now I realize that we were… we were working on it for you.
[Hope looks at the suit in shock then back to Hank]
Hank: Maybe it’s time we finished it.
[Hope looks back at the suit and smiles]
Hope: It’s about damn time.

[Post-credits scene: Sam Wilson and Steve Rogers (aka Captain America) are in a garage with the Winter Soldier, his metal arm tightly clamped in a vise and a forlorn look on his face]
Sam Wilson: This woulda been a lot easier a week ago.
Steve Rogers: If we call Tony…
Sam: He wouldn't believe us.
Steve: Even if he did—
Wilson: Who knows if the accords will let him help?
Rogers: We're on our own.
Wilson: Maybe not. I know a guy.

Taglines edit

  • Heroes don't come any bigger
  • No shield. No armor. No problem. From The Director Of Blown Away

About Ant-Man edit

  • It's not as simple as saying, 'Oh, everything will shrink down and stay proportional.
  • He'll probably have to eat his own weight daily just to stay alive.
  • There’s another thing, his hearing would be affected. Your eardrums can be thought of as a two-dimensional vibrating surface. Our hearing ranges from as low as 20 hertz, low-frequency noise, like Barry White, up to like 20,000 hertz. If the cutoff is at 20 hertz, then at ant size the cutoff would be something closer to 340 hertz. And since normal human speech is at 200 hertz, below that cutoff, what happens is he wouldn’t be able to hear what you were saying.
  • His vision gets messed up because light is coming through the iris in your eye. The opening of your iris is maybe a few millimeters. If you shrink that down to ant size, now the size of the opening in your eye is not hundreds of times greater than the wavelength of light, now it’s less than 10 times greater than the wavelength of light.
  • Our normal speaking voice is in the range of 200 hertz, 200 cycles per second,” said Kakalios. “If you shrink down to the size of an ant, if you model the vocal cords as vibrating strings, his voice will go from 200 hertz to 3,500 hertz or so. So he will be talking in this high, squeaky voice.
  • Regardless of how information enters our brain, whether we read it, detect it with our eyes, hear it with our ears, at the end of the day it’s converted to an electrochemical signal. That is then processed, and we translate that into information or noise or what have you.
Presumably he’s communicating with ants because he’s figured out what those electrochemical signals are once they detect the pheromone. And then he’s broadcasting a powerful electrochemical signal that overwhelms whatever’s going on inside the ant’s brain.
  • We’re made of atoms, and the neighboring atoms are all touching each other. One method of changing your size that’s out: Just squeeze the atoms closer together. The atoms in your body are already touching other atoms. The reason why they don’t just pull super close together is because as they get closer and closer, the electron clouds from neighboring atoms overlap. Electrons are all negatively charged, and similarly charged objects repel each other, and when they get closer the repelling force is really strong.
So the bottom line is, to squeeze the atoms close enough to reduce someone’s size — and keep the atoms they have — would require pressures that would definitely not get clearance from the Comics Code Authority
  • The atom smasher tends to just collide them once. Here you’d have to put them in the olive oil press. Then when you release the pressure, it’s not gonna be good.
  • The other technique that people talk about is removing mass, removing atoms.
  • What determines the size of atoms anyway? Physics actually has an understanding of why atoms have the size they do. They all tend to be roughly the same size. They all are about a third of a nanometer.
What determines that size? We can calculate this with quantum mechanics, and it turns out to be the ratio of fundamental constants: Planck’s constant and the mass of an electron and the charge of the electron and this and that. The thing that all these constants have in common is that they’re constant. They don’t change.
  • In order to change the size of an atom, what you’d need to do is — and this is where the suspension of disbelief comes in — you have to have some sort of mechanism by which you’d change the values of these constants. There’s a lot of other properties of matter that depend on these constants, in addition to just the size of an atom. If you change Planck’s constant, all the rest of chemistry gets thrown into a mess.
Not only are we magically changing the value of Planck’s constant, but we’re equally magically protecting us from all the harm that this would do aside from changing the size.

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