Avengers Infinity War Script

Vision:It’s as if it’s speaking to me.

Wanda Maximoff: What does it say?

Vision:I don’t… I don’t know. But something… Tell me what you feel.

(WANDA presses her hand to the MIND STONE. She seems confused.)

Wanda Maximoff: I just feel you.

(VISION takes WANDA’S hand and kisses it. Then they kiss. Cut to later, where the two are going on a stroll.)

Wanda Maximoff: So there’s a 10 AM to Glasgow to give us more time together before you went back.

Vision: What if I miss that train?

Wanda Maximoff: There is an 11.

Vision: What if I missed all the trains? What if this time, I didn’t go back?

Wanda Maximoff: You gave Stark your word.

Vision: I’d rather give it to you.

Wanda Maximoff: There are people who are expecting me too, you know. We both made promises.

Vision: Not to each other. Wanda… For two years, we’ve stolen these moments, trying to see if this could work. And… I don’t know. You know what, I’m just gonna speak for myself. – I, I… I think…

Wanda Maximoff: It works.

Vision: It works.

Vision: Then stay. Stay with me. (a pause) Or not. If I’m overstepping…

(Suddenly, WANDA MAXIMOFF notices the TV in a nearby bar announcing the invasion of New York, and the disappearance of TONY STARK.)

Wanda Maximoff: What are they?

Vision: What the stone was warning me about. I have to go.

Wanda Maximoff: No. Vision. If that’s true… Then maybe going isn’t the best idea.

Vision: Wanda, I… (CORVUS GLAIVE appears suddenly behind vision, stabbing him through the back.)

Wanda Maximoff: Vision!

(PROXIMA MIDNIGHT attacks Wanda from behind, and knocks her away. CORVUS GLAIVE pins Vision down using his weapon {a glaive} in an attempt to extract the mind stone from Vision’s head. Wanda blasts both of them away, then propels Vision and herself into a nearby courtyard where they rest in an alleyway.)

Vision:The blade. It stopped me from phasing.

Wanda Maximoff: Is that even possible?

Vision: It isn’t supposed to be. My systems are failing. I’m beginning to think… we should have stayed in bed.

(CORVUS GLAIVE suddenly arrives, knocking Wanda aside and grabbing Vision)

Wanda Maximoff: Vis!

(CORVUS flies away with Vision, pinning him against a wall. Meanwhile, PROXIMA engages Wanda and they begin to fight.)

Corvus Glaive: (to VISION) Give up the Stone, and she lives.

(Vision flies with CORVUS to the roof of what appears to be a church. PROXIMA and Wanda are still fighting below. Vision shoots a beam from the mind stone at CORVUS, who uses his glaive to deflect it back at Vision, causing him to slam into the wall behind him.)

(Down below, Wanda hears a cry from Vision. Finally knocking PROXIMA away with her magic, Wanda then flies up to the roof where GLAIVE has pinned Vision and is again attempting to remove the mind stone. She casts a bolt of magic which throws him back through the wall and down a shaft.)

Wanda Maximoff: Hands off.

(Wanda then uses her magic to propel her and Vision away. Below, PROXIMA, who has recovered, shoots a bolt from her weapon, causing them to fall from the air and down through the roof of a train station beneath them. Wanda crawls over to Vision.)

Wanda Maximoff:Come on. Come on. Come on, you gotta get up. You gotta get up. Come on. Hey. Hey. We have to go.

Vision: Please. Please leave.

Wanda Maximoff: You asked me to stay… I’m staying.

Vision: Please.

Wanda Maximoff: Get up.

(Behind them, PROXIMA MIDNIGHT and CORVUS GLAIVE land and advance on Wanda who stands in front of Vision. A train passes behind Wanda, and they all pause as if aware of another’s presence. As the last train car passes, we see a silhouette against the back wall. PROXIMA throws her weapon, but it is quickly caught just before the figure steps from the shadows.)

(We now recognize a bearded Captain America as he steps into the light. While they are distracted, Falcon {Sam Wilson} swoops in and kicks PROXIMA MIDNIGHT to the next room. Swooping around, he fires on CORVUS GLAIVE. At the same time, Captain America throws PROXIMA’S weapon to Black Widow who engages CORVUS, stabbing him in the gut and flinging him backwards. PROXIMA, who has now recovered, summons her weapon back to her hand and attacks Captain America and Black Widow simultaneously. While the three are fighting, Falcon flies in and again kicks PROXIMA backwards where she crouches down beside CORVUS.)

Proxima Midnight: (To GLAIVE) Get up.

Corvus Glaive:I can’t.

Natasha Romanoff: We don’t wanna kill you. But we will.

Proxima Midnight: You’ll never get the chance again.

(PROXIMA MIDNIGHT and CORVUS GLAIVE depart as they are beamed up.)

Sam Wilson: (To Vision)Can you stand?

Vision: Thank you, Captain.

Steve Rogers: Let’s get you on the jet.

Natasha Romanoff:(Closing the doors to the Quinjet, while addressing Wanda) I thought we had a deal. Stay close, check in. Don’t take any chances.

Wanda Maximoff:I’m sorry. We just wanted time.

Sam Wilson: Where to, Cap?

Steve Rogers: Home.

Gamora’s Mother:(To Young Gamora) Shhh. We’ll be safe. We’ll be safe.

(Gamora screeches and a Child of Thanos finds them and separates them)

Ebony Maw: Zehobereans…

Young Gamora: (As she is dragged away) Mother!

Ebony Maw: Choose a side, or die.

Young Gamora: Mother! (She pulls away from the one who is dragging her and punches him as he leaves)

Ebony Maw: One side, for reservation. The other, an honor…

(YOUNG GAMORA approaches THANOS, desperate to find her mother.)

Thanos: What’s wrong, little one?

Young Gamora: My mother. Where is my mother?

Thanos: (Kneels down to Gamora)What’s your name?

Young Gamora: Gamora.

Thanos: You’re quite the fighter, Gamora. Come. Let me help you. (THANOS takes her hand and leads her to a pavilion, where he produces a small red-jeweled dagger) Look. Pretty, isn’t it? Perfectly balanced. As all things should be. Too much to one side, or the other… Here. You try.

Ebony Maw: Now go in peace, and meet your Maker.

(One half of the crowd is shot down. They scream, and YOUNG GAMORA turns, but THANOS prevents her from seeing the massacre.)

Thanos: Concentrate. There! You’ve got it.

Peter Quill: Gamora. Do you know if these grenades are the “blow off your junk” kind or the gas kind? ‘Cause I was thinking I might hang a couple on my belt right here. But I don’t want to-

Gamora: I need to ask a favor.

Peter Quill: Yeah, sure.

Gamora: One way or another, the path that we’re on leads to Thanos.

Peter Quill: Which is what the grenades are for. (GAMORA silences him with a look.) I’m sorry. What’s the favor?

Gamora: If things go wrong… If Thanos gets me… I want you to promise me… you’ll kill me.

Peter Quill: (A beat. Confusion.): What?

Gamora: I know something he doesn’t. If he finds out… The entire Universe could be at risk.

Peter Quill: What do you know?

Gamora: If I tell you, you’d know, too.

Peter Quill: If it’s so important, shouldn’t I?

Gamora: Only if you wanna die.

Peter Quill: Why does somebody always have to die in this scenario?

Gamora: Just… trust me. And possibly, kill me.

Peter Quill: I mean, I’d like to. I really would…(GAMORA silences him by covering his mouth with her hand)

Gamora: Swear to me. Swear to me on your mother.

Peter Quill: (beat) Okay.

(The two kiss, until an odd crunching sound startles them. DRAX is standing in the corner.)

Peter Quill: Dude! How long have you been standing there?

Drax: An hour.

Peter Quill: An hour? Are you serious?

Drax: I’ve mastered the ability, of standing so incredibly still… That I’ve become invisible to the eye. Watch.

(DRAX stands motionless- until he eats more of his snack.)

Peter Quill: You’re eating a zark nut

Drax: But my movement… So slow… And it’s imperceptible.

Peter Quill: No.(Peter and Gamora shake their head)

Drax: I’m sure I’m invisible.

Mantis: Hi, Drax.

Drax: Damn it.

(The group lands in KNOWHERE, in search of THANOS)

DRAX: I’m reading movement. From the third quadrant.

PETER QUILL: Yep. I’m picking that up, too.

QUILL: Let’s put it down right here.

(The group enters the COLLECTOR’s collection room, which is in ruin. THANOS is threatening the COLLECTOR while the GUARDIANS hide behind the rubble.)

THANOS: Everyone in the Galaxy knows you’d sell your own brother if you thought it would add the slightest trinket to your pathetic collection. I know you have the Reality Stone. Giving it to me will spare you a great deal of suffering.

COLLECTOR: I told you. I sold it. Why would I lie?

THANOS: I imagine it’s like breathing for you.

COLLECTOR: Like suicide.

THANOS: So you do understand. Not even you would surrender something so precious.

COLLECTOR: I didn’t know what it was.

THANOS: Then you’re more of a fool than I took you for. Last chance, Tivan. Where’s the Stone?

DRAX: Today…

Peter Quill: Drax. Drax.

Drax: …he pays for the deaths of my wife and daughter.

QUILL: Drax, wait! not yet, not yet, not yet. He doesn’t have the Stone yet. We get it, and then we can stop him. We have to get the Stone first. Yeah.

DRAX: No. No. For Ovette. For Camaria.

MANTIS: Sleep. (DRAX is knocked out, causing a ruckus.)

QUILL: Okay. Gamora, Mantis, you go right. I’m… (GAMORA moves towards THANOS.)The other right!

(GAMORA attacks THANOS, stabbing him twice, seemingly killing him.)

THANOS: Why? Why you? Daughter… (he falls down, holding his hand out to her, blood pooling out from his neck wound. GAMORA breaks down in tears.)

QUILL: That was quick.

COLLECTOR: Magnificent! Magnificent! Magnificent!

(Suddenly, THANOS’ disembodied voice fills the room, and the scene disappears- everything is leveled, and THANOS is more than alive. He has the REALITY STONE in the INFINITY GAUNTLET.)

THANOS: Is it sadness I sense in you, daughter? In my heart, I knew you still cared. But one ever knows for sure. Reality is often disappointing. That is, it was. Now… Reality can be whatever I want.

GAMORA: You knew I’d come.

THANOS: I counted on it. There’s something we need to discuss, little one.

DRAX: Thanos!

(With a flick of his hand, both DRAX and MANTIS are ‘destroyed’ in rather comical ways. THANOS grabs GAMORA.)

QUILL: Let her go, Grimace!

GAMORA: Peter…

QUILL: I told you to go right.

GAMORA: Now? Really?

QUILL: You let her go!

THANOS: Ah, the boyfriend.

QUILL: I like to think of myself more as a Titan-killing long term booty call. Let her go.

GAMORA: Peter…

QUILL: Or I’m gonna blow that nut-sack of a chin right off your face!

GAMORA: Not him.

(PETER hesitates. He does not shoot.)

GAMORA: You promised! You promised.

THANOS: Oh, daughter. You expect too much from him. (To PETER) She’s asked, hasn’t she? Do it. (he shoves GAMORA towards PETER’s gun, egging him on.) Do it!

QUILL: I told you to go right.

(PETER begins to tear up.)

GAMORA: I love you, more than anything.

QUILL: I love you, too.

(PETER pulls the trigger- but a stream of bubbles comes out. THANOS was playing him.)

THANOS: I like you.

(THANOS teleports he and GAMORA away as a stunned PETER watches as his friends recover from their ‘deaths’.)

(Back on EARTH, COL. RHODES deals with the red tape.)

ROSS: Still no word from Vision?

RHODES: Satellites lost him somewhere over Edinburgh.

ROSS: On a stolen quinjet with four of the world’s most wanted criminals.

RHODES: You know they’re only criminals because you’ve chosen to call them that, right, sir?

ROSS: My God, Rhodes, your talent for horseshit rivals my own.

RHODES: If it weren’t for those Accords, Vision would’ve been right here.

ROSS: I remember your signature on those papers, Colonel.

RHODES: That’s right. And I’m pretty sure I’ve paid for that.

ROSS: You have second thoughts?

RHODES: Not anymore.

ROGERS: Mr. Secretary.

ROSS: You got some nerve. I’ll give you that.

NATASHA: You could use some of that right now.

ROSS: The world’s on fire. And you think, all is forgiven?

ROGERS: I’m not looking for forgiveness. And I’m way past asking for permission. Earth just lost her best defender. So we’re here to fight. And if you wanna stand in our way… We’ll fight you, too.

ROSS (To RHODES): Arrest them.

RHODES: All over it. (Turns off hologram) That’s a court-martial. It’s great to see you, Cap.

ROGERS: You too, Rhodey.

RHODES: Well. You guys, really look like crap. Must’ve been a rough couple of years.

SAM: Yeah, well, the hotels weren’t exactly five star.

BRUCE: Uh, I think you look great. Yeah. I’m back.

NATASHA: Hi, Bruce.