"tony, i need to speak to you about a couple things before i get you out of the door."
"doesn& #39;t it kind of defeat the whole purpose of having your own plane if it departs before you arrive?"
"it& #39;s your birthday?"
"yes."
"i knew that. already?"
"yeah. isn& #39;t that strange? it& #39;s the same day as last year."
"get yourself something nice from me."
"i already did."
"and?
"it was very nice."
"yeah?"
"very tasteful. thank you, mr. stark."
"you& #39;re welcome, miss potts."
pepper v.o. "tony!"
"your eyes are red. a few tears for your long-lost boss?"
"tears of joy. i hate job hunting."
"take us to the hospital, please, happy."
"no."
"no? tony, you have to go to the hospital."
"no is a complete answer."
"what& #39;s up with the love-in?"
"don& #39;t look at me. i don& #39;t know what he& #39;s up to."
"...and that is why, effective immediately, i am shutting down the weapons manufacturing division of stark international."
"just tell me, who told you?"
"never mind who told me. show me."
"it& #39;s rhodey or pepper."
"i want to see it."
"okay, rhodey."
"pepper. how big are your hands?"
"what?"
"how big are your hands?"
"i don& #39;t understand why..."
"get down here. i need you."
"let& #39;s see them. show me your hands. let& #39;s see them. oh, wow. they are small. very petite, indeed. i just need your help for a sec."
"oh, my god, is that the thing that& #39;s keeping you alive?"
"it was. it is now an antique."
"it& #39;s like operation-"
"what do you mean, "operation"?
"it& #39;s just a game, never mind. just gently lift the wire. okay?"
"you know, i don& #39;t think that i& #39;m qualified to do this."
"no, you& #39;re fine. you& #39;re the most capable, qualified, trustworthy person i& #39;ve ever met."
"oh, there& #39;s pus!"
"it& #39;s not pus. it& #39;s an inorganic plasmic discharge from the device, not from my body."
"it smells!"
"yeah, it does."
"what& #39;s wrong?"
"nothing, i& #39;m just going into cardiac arrest cuz you yanked it out-"
"what? i thought you said this was safe!"
"we gotta hurry. take this. you gotta switch it out really quick."
"ok ok ok. tony? It& #39;s going to be ok, ok? it& #39;s gonna be ok. i-i& #39;m gonna make this ok."
"don& #39;t ever, ever, ever, ask me to do anything like that ever again."
"i don& #39;t have anyone but you."

"what do you want me to do with this?"
"that? destroy it. incinerate it."
"you don& #39;t want to keep it?"
"pepper, i& #39;ve been called many things. "nostalgic" is not one of them."
"i thought you said you were done making weapons?"
"it isn& #39;t. this is a flight stabilizer. it& #39;s completely harmless. [blast] ...I didn& #39;t expect that."
obadiah: "the board is claiming you have post-traumatic stress. they& #39;re filing an injunction."
tony: "a what?"
obadiah: "they want to lock you out."
tony: "why, & #39;cause the stocks dipped 40 points? we knew that was gonna happen."
pepper: "fifty-six and a half."
"you look fantastic! i didn& #39;t recognize you."
"what are you doing here?"
"just avoiding government agents."
"are you by yourself?"
"yes. where& #39;d you get that dress?"
"it was a birthday present. from you actually."
"well, i got great taste."
"yes."
"you want to dance?"
"oh, no."
"am i making you uncomfortable?"
"no. no. i always forget to wear deodorant and dance with my boss in front of everyone that i work with in a dress with no back."
"you look great, you smell great."
"oh, god."
"i actually don& #39;t think that you could tie your shoes without me."
"i& #39;d make it a week."
"really? what& #39;s your social security number?"
"five."
"five? you& #39;re missing just a couple of digits there."
"the other eight? i got you for the other eight."
"how about a little air?"
"yes, i need some air."
"that was totally weird."
"totally harmless."
"it was totally not harmless, by the way."
"we& #39;re dancing. no one& #39;s even watching-"
"everybody who i work with- no- you know why-"
"i think you lost objectivity. i think they- we just danced-"
"no, it was not just a dance!"
"you don& #39;t understand because you& #39;re you. and everybody knows exactly who you are, and how you are with girls, and all of that, which is completely fine. but, you know, then me, you& #39;re my boss, and I& #39;m dancing with you, because it makes me look like the one who& #39;s trying to..."
"you know, and we& #39;re here, and then i& #39;m wearing this ridiculous dress, and then we were dancing like that, and..."
"i would like a drink, please."
"got it, ok."
"i would like a vodka martini, please. very dry with olives, a lot of olives. like, at least three olives."
"what& #39;s going on here?"
"let& #39;s face it. this is not the worst thing you& #39;ve caught me doing."
"are those bullet holes?"
"are you busy? i need you to go to my office and hack into the mainframe. you& #39;re gonna retrieve all the recent shipping manifests. this is a lock chip, this will get you in."
"tony... you know that i would help you with anything, but i cannot help you if you& #39;re gonna start all of this again."
"there is nothing except this. there& #39;s no art openings, no benefit, nothing to sign. there& #39;s the next mission & nothing else."
"is that so? well, then i quit."
"you stood by my side all these years [...]"
"you& #39;re gonna kill yourself, tony. i& #39;m not gonna be a part of it."
"i shouldn& #39;t be alive unless it was for a reason. i& #39;m not crazy, pepper. i just finally know what i have to do. and i know in my heart that it& #39;s right."
"you& #39;re all I have too, you know."
[recording] "obadiah stane, your deception and lies will cost you dearly. the price to kill tony stark has just gone up."
"tony never really did come home, did he? he left a part of himself in that cave. breaks my heart."
"well... he is a complicated person. he& #39;s been through a lot.
i think he& #39;ll be alright."
"you are a very rare woman. tony doesn& #39;t know how lucky he is."
"thank you. thanks."
"tony? tony, are you there?"
"please go over there and make sure everything& #39;s okay. thank you, rhodey."

"where& #39;s pepper?"
"pepper!"
"tony! tony, are you okay?"
"i& #39;m fine. how are-"
"obadiah, he& #39;s gone insane!"
& #39;i know. listen, you& #39;d better get out of there."
"he built a suit-"
"your services are no longer required."
"stane!"
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