Ant-Man and the Wasp (2018)
Scott Lang: Hold on, you gave her wings?
Dr. Hank Pym: And Blasters.
Scott Lang: So I take it you didn't have that tech available for me?
Dr. Hank Pym: No, I did.
Cassie: [to Scott] You can do it. You can do anything. You're the world's greatest grandma.
Scott Lang: [shrunk down to a child's size; runs into Pym's car after going undercover in a school]
Dr. Hank Pym: Hiya, champ, how was school today?
Scott Lang: Aw, ha ha ha! Alright, get your jokes out now, can you fix the suit?
Hope van Dyne: So cranky.
Dr. Hank Pym: You want a juice box and some string cheese?
Scott Lang: Do you really have that?
Scott Lang: [sees Sonny Burch on a ferry that sails away] How did he even have time to buy a ticket?
[tries to shrink down to his miniature size by pressing a button]
Scott Lang: Won't you just, one time, please, work!
[successfully shrinks down to his miniature size]
Scott Lang: Yes! Oh, alright, I need help. Yes!
[calls in a flying ant, though it is eaten by a bird]
Scott Lang: Oh... sorry.
Scott Lang: [calls in another flying ant, but it is again eaten by a bird] Hey! Come on, man! Not cool!
[the same thing happens with multiple other flying ants]
Scott Lang: Murderers!
[one flying ant catches him and starts to fly him to the ferry]
Scott Lang: Yes! I'm gonna call you ANT-onio Banderas!
[another bird eats ANT-onio]
Scott Lang: No, no!
[lunges off the flying ant and starts falling]
Scott Lang: ANT-onio!
Shrunken Car Man: [gets his car shrunk] Well, the 60s were fun, but now I'm paying for it!
Dr. Bill Foster: [From trailer] I was partners with Hank on a project called Goliath.
Scott Lang: How big did you get?
Dr. Bill Foster: My record - 21 feet. You?
Scott Lang: [Slight grin] 65 feet.
Dr. Bill Foster: 65?
Hope van Dyne: If you two are finished comparing sizes...
Scott Lang: [Smirking] 65!
Dave: You put a dime in him, you got to let the whole song play out.
Scott Lang: Hello? Ha-ha, very funny. Hank, quit screwing around. You told me yourself, not screw around.
[cut to Dr. Hank Pym, Hope van Dyne and Janet has all been disintegrated]
Scott Lang: Hank? Hope? Janet? Guys... Guys? Be seriously, don't joke around! Bring me up, let's go! GUYS!
Scott Lang: I do some dumb things, and the people I love the most - they pay the price.
Sonny Burch: I've committed numerous health code violations at my restaurant. Some of them will shock you.
Dr. Hank Pym: Are you going to keep staring at each other until they start shooting at us?
Jimmy Woo: You got away with it this time, Scott, but I'll be seeing you again.
Scott Lang: Where?
Jimmy Woo: Huh?
Scott Lang: Where will you be seeing me again?
Jimmy Woo: Like, in general I'll see, like, the next time you... do something bad I'll be there...
Scott Lang: Oh.
Jimmy Woo: ...to catch you.
Scott Lang: You'll be watching and...
Jimmy Woo: Yeah.
Scott Lang: I thought you were inviting me somewhere.
Jimmy Woo: Why would I do that?
Scott Lang: That's what I was wondering. Why would you do that? I...
Jimmy Woo: Like a party? Or dinner or something?
Scott Lang: I don't know, I thought you were...
Jimmy Woo: No, I meant...
Scott Lang: ...planning the evening.
Jimmy Woo: No, I meant to, like, arrest you.
Scott Lang: No, that'd be a little strange.
Jimmy Woo: Like, I'll arrest you later again.
Scott Lang: Take it easy.
Jimmy Woo: Okay.
[turns to leave then turns back to Scott]
Jimmy Woo: Did you want to grab dinner or something? Because, I mean -
[Scott shakes his head no]
Jimmy Woo: Because I'm free...
Hope van Dyne: Oh, my God. You *didn't* destroy the suit?
Dr. Hank Pym: WHAT?
Scott Lang: Well, it was your life's work, Hank. I couldn't destroy that. Before I turned myself in, I shrunk it down and mailed it to Luis.
Dr. Hank Pym: You sent my suit through the MAIL?
Scott Lang: Hey, the postal service is very reliable, you know? They do tracking numbers now. Like UPS.
Sonny Burch: Okay, hold on, hold on. I like a good story as much as the next person, but what in the hell does this have to do with where Scott Lang is?
Luis: I'm getting there. I'm getting there.
Dave: You put a dime in him, and you gotta let the whole song play out.
Kurt: He like human jukebox.
Luis: Oh, my abuelita had a jukebox in the restaurant! Yeah, only played Morrissey. And if anybody ever complained, she'd be like "Oh, ¿no te gusta Moz". You know, Chicanos we call him "Moz". "Then, ¡adiós!". What can I say? You know, we relate to this melancholy ballads. You know?
Scott Lang: Anyone seen a Southern gentleman carrying a building?
Maggie: What does the FBI even stand for? Forever Bothering Individuals?
Dr. Hank Pym: Last night we powered up the tunnel for the first time. It overloaded, and it shut down. But for a split second, the doorway to the Quantum Realm was opened.
Scott Lang: And?
Hope van Dyne: And five minutes later, you called. Talking about Mom.
Dr. Hank Pym: We think when you went down there, you may have entangled with her.
Scott Lang: Hank, I would never do that. I respect you too much.
Dr. Hank Pym: *Quantum* entanglement, Scott.
Scott Lang: I had a dream. She was playing hide and seek with a little... girl. Cassie and I do it all the time. It doesn't mean anything.
Hope van Dyne: But, was it Cassie in the dream?
Scott Lang: No.
Hope van Dyne: Where was she hiding?
Scott Lang: What?
Hope van Dyne: The little girl, where was she hiding. Was it in a wardrobe?.
Scott Lang: No, in a tall dresser
Dr. Hank Pym: You mean a wardrobe.
Scott Lang: Is that what that's called?
Hope van Dyne: [fights Ghost in her Wasp suit, though Ghost disappears; over the comm] Dad, are you seeing this?
Dr. Hank Pym: [watching Hope on the monitor with Scott] Hope, get out of there?
Ava: [reappears and flips Wasp onto a table]
Scott Lang: I gotta do something!
[goes to leave]
Dr. Hank Pym: Wait!
[takes out a miniature Ant-Man suit for Scott]
Dr. Hank Pym: He's still a work in progress.
Hope van Dyne: What took you so long?
Scott Lang: She just wanted to give me a hug, wish me luck.
Hope van Dyne: Really?
Scott Lang: Yeah.
Hope van Dyne: [to Scott] Thanks to you, we had to run. We're still running.
Dr. Hank Pym: Just tell me you weren't lying about the suit you took. Tell me you really destroyed it.
Scott Lang: I did. I destroyed it. I swear.
Dr. Hank Pym: I can't believe you destroyed my suit! That was my life's work.
Dr. Hank Pym: Relax. No one's gonna recognize us.
Scott Lang: What, because of hats and sunglasses? It's not a disguise, Hank. We look like ourselves at a baseball game.
Hope van Dyne: What took you so long?
Scott Lang: Sorry, I had to come up with a name for my ant. I'm thinking Ulysses S. Gr-Ant.
Hope van Dyne: No more last minute business trips, okay?