Original release date: July 5, 2023
Gravik reveals to the Skrull Council that he intends to create Super-Skrulls with special abilities using the powered DNA. He also explains that he has sent rebels to infiltrate the Royal Navy in order to launch missiles at a United Nations aircraft. Gravik meets with Talos to negotiate a parlay, but the discussion breaks down when the former threatens to kill G’iah. G’iah secretly sends Talos information about the Royal Navy attack. Fury, angry that Talos allowed so many Skrulls to infiltrate Earth, reluctantly asks Talos to help him stop Gravik. They contact Falsworth and learn the name of the Naval Command Headquarters’ officer in charge, Commodore Robert Fairbanks. Fury and Talos break into Fairbanks’s home and interrogate him, learning that he is a Skrull. He provokes Talos into killing him. Talos contacts G’iah, who acquires Fairbanks’s authorization code so they can abort the missile launch in time. G’iah attempts to run away, but Gravik—who suspected her of betrayal—shoots her and leaves her for dead. Meanwhile, Priscilla secretly contacts an unknown person, wishing to speak to Gravik, but is denied.
* * *
PAGON: Everyone ready?
ZIRKSU: Uh-huh.
Do you think it’ll work?
I mean, uh…
Bringing chaos?
Why did you join the resistance, Beto?
Um…
I did not want our people to keep running.
You joined the same reason I did.
Not fear of the past, faith in our future.
All faith is built on risk.
So that’s what we have to take. Yeah?
Yeah.
GRAVIK: Ah!
Members of the Council.
Glad you could make it on short notice.
Now at the council meeting,
I told you I had a plan for taking Earth as our own.
I sent three operatives to infiltrate the Royal Navy.
Time to change.
GRAVIK: And execute a strike on a key United Nations target.
The heroes of Earth will react.
The only way we can counter that and claim this planet as our home is to become super ourselves.
Now, we no longer just change faces.
We change powers.
We’re gonna be uniquely programmed weapons of mass destruction.
All of us.
Super Skrulls.
Humans will be at all-out war with each other within the week.
And while they’re at each other’s throats, we’re gonna break their backs.
GRAVIK: I invite you to join me in the extinction of the human race.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(FURY SIGHS)
Coffee?
Yes, please, black.
Looking for someone?
Uh, yes, I am.
What does she look like?
That depends on what day of the week it is.
Wanna sit here while you wait?
Well… That…
That might send the wrong message.
She won’t mind.
Varra?
VARRA: This should put Dreykov’s men on their heels.
Looks like you already have.
This new face of yours is…
Beautiful?
(CHUCKLES)
I agree.
FURY: Who is she?
Well, that depends on where this goes.
No, no, no, no, no.
There’s a rule that, you know, commander of station and operatives cannot be…
Our unit doesn’t exist, Fury.
That means I don’t work for you.
Well, that’s an intriguing possibility.
(CHUCKLES)
STEARNS ON TV: Does anyone out there seriously trust our leaders?
I sure don’t.
Load your guns and make sure you got enough food and water because that, my friends, looks a hell of a lot like World War III.
How can you watch that poison?
Even a broken clock’s right twice a day.
(CHUCKLES) Good morning.
Morning!
FURY: Mmm! Mmm!
Those eggs supposed to be soft or hard boiled?
Poached.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
I forgot. Things cook differently up in space.
Whoa. Thank you.
Do I dare ask what calamity must have transpired to bring you home, to me?
It has been years.
If you want me to apologize for being gone, Scilla, just say so.
Darling, you are Nick Fury.
I never harbored any illusions about the necessity of you going away.
But staying away,
that leaves a mark.
(MUG THUDS ON TABLE)
I retired.
(FURY SIGHS)
Any plans for the downtime?
Well, you know, I never cared much for golf, so…
I’m thinking I may take up revenge.
You been in touch with Gravik while I was gone?
And why are you asking me that?
‘Cause I just need to be sure.
About what?
Who you’ve become while I was gone.
I became a widow in your absence.
I wept on your pillow every night. I grieved for you.
And just when I thought I had gotten past the heartbreak, you came back in the Blip.
And silly me, I thought we were going to undo all the pain together.
Go back to the way we were, but no, you just up and vanished again.
Only this time it was voluntary.
So if you’re interested in who I became in your second absence, I became me.
The me I was before you.
What other choice was there when you kept disappearing as if you were never really here in the first place?
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
Don’t ignore it because of me.
(MAN ON PHONE SPEAKING)
I don’t have that information at hand right now.
You too, take care.
Something important?
Nope.
(G’IAH CLEARS THROAT)
What is it? What’s happened?
(EXHALES)
Brogan.
What about him?
Well, someone told the cops where we were headed, and only we knew that.
It was me, you, Pagon and Beto in the car.
It’s hard for Brogan to confess to something he didn’t know.
Not so hard.
Oh, yeah?
How’d you figure?
Brogan under torture.
I’d imagine when they asked him where they could find you, he was forced to make an educated guess.
Is that what you’d do?
I’d lie.
I’m a good liar.
(CHUCKLES)
Okay.
It was Brogan.
He was weaker than you thought.
All right.
See you tomorrow. Early.
You’re coming with me.
GRAVIK: Your father called for a parley.
Apparently we’re meeting about you.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
Yeah.
Right on schedule.
The UN plane will be at Neptune’s coordinates, 2200 hours.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)
It’s remarkable, innit?
Gathering up all these big men for one painting.
Statesmen of World War I. That’s what it’s called.
I mean, it just sums up the whole thing pretty nice, I’d say.
Which whole thing is that?
You know, the difference between statesmen and soldiers.
You see,’cause one lot spends the war posing for pictures, while the other does all the killing and the dying.
I mean, look at the fat smug smile on his face.
You ask me, Talos, choice between having my story told in ink and oil paint or having it written in blood, I choose blood all day long.
Yours and everyone else’s. Huh?
Yeah.
Brave.
You asked for parley, so let’s parley, shall we?
Come on.
Thank you, love.
Why don’t you just get an empty cup?
I like a little bit of espresso with my sugar.
You want some?
What I want is for you to stand down and stop murdering innocent humans.
You know, I would be doing us both a favor if I just put you out of your misery right here.
You want an honor meeting? Mate, go ahead, say the word.
An honor meeting?
Well, it wouldn’t be proper, would it?
A General challenging his subordinate to knives.
Are you honestly puzzled as to why the Council would prefer me as General over the likes of you?
G’iah’s in the car. Wanna come say hello?
You wanna be very, very careful now.
You should be grateful that I haven’t sent her back to you in a body bag yet.
That’s what this is all about, isn’t it?
You’re gonna take our people to the edge of extinction with the war with the humans.
All these miscreants know is murder.
Look how they treat each other.
That’s what’s gonna happen.
We’re gonna murder them all.
You don’t understand the first thing about humans.
They’re at their most formidable when they’re threatened by a common foe.
Have you forgotten how we fight?
You think I’ll let you continue this war under the cover of anonymity, you’re very much mistaken.
I’m gonna tell every army on Earth who it is that’s attacking them.
You’ll lose the element of surprise.
You and your rebels will be put down like the rabid dogs you are.
Then you’ll be the author of our people’s extermination.
And that’s where you’re wrong, because you see, they will see the difference between us because we will show them, we who haven’t been infected by your sickness.
So, then, G’iah stays with me then, is it?
Now, until the end of time, my daughter’s name stays out of your mouth.
(STRAINS)
You got it?
I’m sorry.
No, I am.
I believe this is yours.
Thank you.
You really gonna eat that plate of dog food?
I was, mate. I just lost my appetite.
Oh, that’s a first.
(SCOFFS)
You really are shameless, aren’t you?
Anyone that could say what you said to me yesterday, have the balls to come up in here and ask me for help?
I didn’t ask you for help.
What, are you here to have an English breakfast, mate, or are you here to inquire after my well-being?
No, I think it’s a pretty safe bet you ain’t here for that, right? Hmm?
Look, look, look, look.
I got a lead on a rebel Skrull that’s high up in the U.S. government, and he’s in London right now.
And?
And?
Yeah, and what can I do for you?
How can I help you, my friend?
I just told you.
No, you told me that you’ve got a line on a Skrull that’s up in the U.S. government and…
That it’s understood that you think that implies that I should just sort of leap up and take this opportunity to just help you, like that.
Those days are gone, so I’m gonna need you to, you know, use your words.
Say the words.
Say what words?
“Help me, Talos, cause I’m useless without you.”
(FURY SIGHS)
Help me, Talos, ’cause I am useless without you.
TALOS: G’iah handed off intel, used a burner phone.
Brave girl.
Yeah. Her mum. Good role model.
Neptune is a British sub. I know who to call.
(PHONE RINGING)
Whoever this is, you shouldn’t have this number.
FURY: What do you know about a British submarine called Neptune?
First, I want an apology.
I just gave away the only one of those I had today.
Well, you’ll have to double down, ’cause you rather rudely attached a nasty bug to my beloved Hoot.
Tell me that’s not the name of that owl clock.
No, not anymore. Has a new name now. Nicholas Fury.
He has a rather dashing little eye patch now.
I’m serious, Sonya. I have it on good authority.
Neptune is planning to launch on the UN Delegation.
That would mean World War III.
Well, why would they do something silly like that?
Because at least one of Gravik’s rebels has infiltrated Command.
Can you make the call?
Unfortunately, I’m dealing with my own infiltration at the moment.
Somebody leaked the location of the butcher’s shop when I was doing some of my best work, so my hands are tied.
Loose enough to get the captain’s name?
His name is Commodore Robert Fairbanks.
Bob!
Can I get a photo and address?
Absolutely.
Shall I tell him you’re on your way?
Yeah. Tell him that.
(CHUCKLES)
(SIGHS)
(BEEPS)
Portsmouth.
That’s where Naval Command HQ is.
You know what? I don’t get the whole dog thing.
What’s to get? Dogs are man’s best friend.
But I mean, come on, look at that.
I mean, just name me one other interspecies relationship where it’s acceptable to clean up the other guy’s poop.
I’ve been cleaning up your poop for the last 30-some years.
Oh, that’s rich.
Ah, the truth’s a mother dog, right?
(BOTH LAUGH)
That’s really what you think?
That the whole time we’ve known each other, you’ve been cleaning up my mess?
You got a different take on it?
Oh, well, let’s see.
When I came here in 1995, you were just a benchwarming nobody in a dumpy field office in S.H.I.E.L.D.
Benchwarming?
What, do you have a different take on this?
I was ascending the ranks.
You didn’t start ascending the ranks until me and 19 of my people signed on as your invisible spy network.
You know, we fed you more dirt and intel than you could’ve uncovered on your own in a lifetime, so please.
I mean, every time you were promoted inside S.H.I.E.L.D., we did that.
Every terror attack you prevented, we did that.
Every enemy you sabotaged and ally you leveraged with dirt no one else in the world had access to, we did that.
You’re a smart and capable guy, Fury. Nobody questions that.
But you’ve gotta admit, your life got a hell of a lot more charmed once I came into it.
And do you know something?
I don’t even need to hear a bloody thank you from you.
It was my pleasure, mate.
Least you can do is not rewrite history when the guy who helped write it with you the first time is sitting right next to you.
(ENGINE STOPS)
What’d you stop for?
We’re here.
At Bob’s?
Yeah, Bob.
Remember Bob? The guy that’ll launch a nuclear attack?
All right, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that.
No, that’s’cause you were too busy riding the “we did that” wave.
You got any more abuse you wanna hurl my way?
Or are you ready to go in here and take care of Bob?
And then I get to say, “We did that.”
We can do that.
Sir.
Sorry. I didn’t know you stepped out.
I needed a break from the old ball and chain.
I can empathize, sir.
Don’t let her hear you say that.
TALOS ON EARPIECE: You in position?
Worry about your own damn self.
Do me a favor, Fury.
Don’t ever change.
Sir, I just left you…
Shit.
(SCREAMS)
TALOS: I’m blown.
Yeah, I see.
(BOTH GROAN)
Come in, Talos.
TALOS: Sorry, Nick. I was busy kicking Bob’s ass.
Second floor. Last door down the hall.
Copy that.
Nobody calls me Nick, Bob.
Zachary.
(TALOS GRUNTS)
ZACHARY: Dad?
(WHIMPERS)
Daddy?
I’ll let him go when you let my son go.
This is not a negotiation, Bob.
(SIGHS)
(GRUNTS)
Find something to tie them up?
Sure thing, boss.
“Thanks for saving my life, Fury.”
“No problem, Talos. Any time.”
What you working on over there, Bob?
MAN 1: Forty-five degrees right.
MAN 2: …to four zero feet.
MAN 1: Standby. Uh, ready one.
CAPTAIN: This has to be a mistake.
The message has been authenticated, Captain. You are obliged to strike.
MAN 1: I’m at a 50 mile radius.
Here you go. Take a sip of this. It’s gonna help calm your nerves. Come on.
Are you gonna kill my dad?
I just need your dad to do the right thing. Come on.
I can’t seem to get old Bob here to listen to reason.
So I’m gonna switch gears.
Don’t look at him.
He’s not the one who’s gonna have your wife scraping your purple goopy brains out of her carpet.
Unless you call off the airstrike now.
And if you’re afraid of going against Gravik,
I can protect you.
You couldn’t protect yourself coming through that door.
You’re a shell of the General you used to be.
Just wait outside?
Why don’t you shapeshift back into this piece of trash and call in an abort on that missile strike?
Great idea. Why didn’t I think of that?
Maybe’cause he’s the only one who knows the code word.
You got a code for us, Commodore?
ROBERT: You created this vacuum. All Gravik did is fill it.
I want to talk to Cent Com.
These are Cent Com’s orders.
Either you obey or you’ll be removed.
Do you understand?
ROBERT: You could’ve led together.
Gravik offered you a partnership. We would have stood by you proudly.
So stand with me now.
You’re too late.
Enough of this bull!
(SCREAMS)
I’m giving you three seconds to give me that code, or I’m gonna aim higher, or maybe lower.
Give me the gun.
One!
Give me the…
Two!
I said give me that gun!
You got minutes to figure out that code if we can’t make your friend here tell us.
Prepare to launch.
FURY: Getting close to showtime here, Talos.
ROBERT: Traitors like you are the reason people have been walking in exile for 30 years.
You sicken me.
Shut up!
What’s it gonna be, man?
You can’t even keep your daughter’s loyalty.
Or is she the spineless traitor feeding you information?
(GASPS)
(BEEPING)
G’IAH: What is it?
Commodore Robert Fairbanks.
I need his launch termination password now.
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
Good evening, friends.
Operative G’iah. What can we do for you?
AUTOMATED VOICE: Initiate go position.
(COMPUTER BEEPS)
(VOICES CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)
(YELLING INDISTINCTLY)
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
You got it?
Okay. Now run.
Initiating go position.
Initiating go position.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Launch sequence underway.
(MIMICS ROBERT) This is Fairbanks.
Abort exercise.
Code word, Zachary.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Abort launch.
Abort launch.
(ALARM BLARING)
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
FURY: So, why didn’t you take the deal?
What deal?
Gravik’s.
Gotta be hard for you to be fighting with him when deep down in your bones you believe in what he’s doing.
Shit. Thirty years, you still don’t know me better than that?
(SCOFFS)
All right, so make me understand.
I’m not with Gravik’cause I’m with you.
(ENGINE REVS)
(G’IAH GROANS)
GRAVIK: Where are you off to, G’iah?
I heard about the failed strike.
Our men need exfiltration.
I didn’t fail.
That plane would have been valuable.
Finding the traitor was essential.
Go on, turn around.
No.
You will look at me.
And you’ll ask yourself, are you a leader of Skrulls or our worst enemy?
(GUN FIRES)
(GROANS)
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
WOMAN OVER PA: Platform 17 for the 16:42 to Teddington, calling at Vauxhall, Clapham Junction, Earlsfield, Wimbledon.
(MAN SHOUTS) The National!
I’ll give you some time alone.
Hmm.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
MAN ON PHONE: St. James Church, one hour.
I need to speak to Gravik.
Yeah, well, you’re talking to me.
