Dr. Hank Pym:
I'm tracking your signal using subatomic frequencies between .2 and .9.
Scott Lang:
I'd narrow it to four and six.
Dr. Hank Pym:
That's too tight. We could miss you.
Scott Lang:
Look at us squabbling again.
Dr. Hank Pym:
Fine. All right, between three and seven.
Scott Lang:
Our first fight in decades, and it's over just like that.
[the system locks on]
Scott Lang:
Bullseye.
Hope van Dyne:
Source lock.
Dr. Hank Pym:
It's you.
Hope van Dyne:
[laughing in triumph]
We got it!
Scott Lang:
You have to meet me at these exact coordinates. In the wasteland, beyond the quantum void. It's very dangerous, especially on the human mind, so be careful. Time and space work very differently down here. You have two hours. After that, the probability fields will shift, and it'll be another century before they align like this again.
Hope van Dyne:
We'll find you.
Scott Lang:
I know you will, Jelly Bean.
[suddenly "waking up"]
Scott Lang:
Nope. Nothing. I got nothing. No sign of Janet. Perfect.
[looking around]
Scott Lang:
How did we get up here?
[realizing they're holding hands, he looks suspiciously at Hank]
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