Avengers Endgame Script.

[SOMEWHERE IN SPACE]

[Opening sequence begins with Dear Mr Fantasy playing]

[Scene switches to Nebula and Tony on the ship playing paper football]

NEBULA: Wrra! [Nebula, frustrated, puts her hands in a fighting stance while looking at Tony]

TONY: You don't need to do that. Because uh... you're just holding position. [Nebula flicks a paper football towards Tony]

TONY: Oh yeah, that was close. [Nebula once again flicks a paper football towards Tony]

TONY: That's a goal. You're now one a piece.

NEBULA: I would like to try again. [Nebula flicks a paper football towards Tony]

TONY: We tied up. Feel the tension? It's fun.

[Tony poorly flicks a paper football towards Nebula]

TONY: That was terrible. Now you have a chance to win. [Nebula flicks the paper football towards Tony]

TONY: And... you've won. Congratulations.  [Tony reaches his hand out to shake Nebula's hand]

TONY: Fair game. Good sport. [Nebula shakes Tony's hand]

TONY: Have fun?

NEBULA: It was fun.

[Camera switches to see Iron Man's busted helmet. Tony Stark's hand reaches forward to turn on the helmet. We pan out to see that he's sitting on the floor of a gloomy Benatar. The weight of the recent events of INFINITY WAR evident in Tony's posture. He taps the helmet with a sigh.]

TONY: This thing on? [The helmet scans Tony. Tony leans against the wall while taking deep breaths. He looks weak and malnutrition.]

TONY: Hey, Miss Potts... Pep.

TONY: If you find this recording, don't post it on social media. It's gonna be a real tear-jerker. I don't know if you're ever going to see these. I don't even know if you're... if you're still... Oh god,  I hope so.

TONY: Today is day 21, uh 22. [Cut to Tony standing at a window to stare out in space, waiting for his impending doom to arrive.]

TONY: You know, if it wasn't for the existential terror of staring into a void of space, I'd say I'm feeling better today. The infection's run its course, Thanks to the blue meanie back there. [Cut to a shot of Nebula sitting in the back of the Benatar.]

TONY: You'd love her. Very practical. Only a tiny bit sadistic. Some fuel cells were cracked during battle, but we figured out a way to reverse the ion charge to buy ourselves about 48 hours of time. [A shot of Tony and Nebual working on the fuel cells of the Benatar.]