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You know nothin' about this man!
And you don't care 'cause you only seein' money.
You're going to get caught.
I wonder what Gary would think of the suit.
You know, seeing me fly it.
This is where our day ends?
- Girls, run! - Dad!
These officers are here for you.
I'd like to ask you about your relationship to Stuart Clarke.
He was found dead this morning.
They know everything about me. About Ma.
Xa. I need to get ahead of thi--
No! Are you crazy?
Do you know what you're up against?
This magical dude can bend bullets to his will.
- - I need that hood.
The truth is...
I'm Ezekiel... Stane.
Let's look ahead to the next hit.
I know y'all killed Rampage.
I knew you were trouble, Riri.
- - Open it.
Open the damn door, Riri!
No!
No.
Was this a part of the plan?
For John to die?
Why are you showing me this?
Look, man. Uh, this is nothing.
Just like the last hit and the one before. You go in,
stay undetected, get the money. Easy.
- Yeah. - Just play this shit like we planned it.
And we'll be the ones sitting on our asses like kings in some fancy-ass mansion.
Yeah...
- His fancy mansion. - Hey, come on.
Nothing personal, right?
Nothing personal.
Come on.
- Freeze! -
Come on, kid.
- -
- -
We gotta go. Split up.
John! How do I find you?
I'm never too far away.
- Okay? -
I'm always with you.
I'm always with you.
Hey, Parker...
You wanna say a few words, mate?
What am I supposed to say?
Maybe we should...
all go around and say what we'll miss most about Cousin John?
Damn. Okay. Um...
I guess I'll go first.
I'm gonna miss John's honesty.
Also...
how much he loved opera.
He was... He was so sick for opera.
- I know. -
Um... I'm gonna miss his stupid, bloody throwing stars.
[conversation continues indistinctly and muffled]
Y'all know I've been pissed at John, for good reason,
but now, I'm kinda mad he's not here.
- - And, um,
I don't know how to feel about that.
Know what I miss the most?
His loyalty.
It drove him, it defined him.
It killed him.
And he could be harsh at times.
He cared, about me. About us.
About our mission.
After the Heirlum disaster,
I wanna make sure we're perfect on our next job.
We stick with the plan.
Continue your work.
All right.
Uh, Parker, you got anything for me?
Yeah...
I got plans for you.
Okay.
You just let me know, then.
Riri?
Riri?
Riri--
Riri! Hello!
Inside voices, please.
I've been trying to get your attention for a whole minute.
What's up?
This creepy piece of fabric that you jacked from Parker's cloak?
Find anything yet?
It looks like internal combustion.
You know, like a heat engine?
Powers its host. Or in this case, Parker.
Okay, so we know where all the energy goes, but where does it come from?
Huh, according to my analysis, nowhere.
I've cross-referenced this heat signature with every known energy source.
Wakandan. Kree, Stark, Pym. And I got nothing.
But that's impossible. Energy doesn't just pop up outta nowhere.
It defies laws and physics.
And to be honest, I don't know how much more Parker's body can take before...
He was acting so weird this morning.
- You're being paranoid. - Yeah, it's more than that, okay?
I know he's plotting something.
I need to understand his powers, so I can fight back
when he inevitably comes for me.
Riri?
Incoming. Lock the door.
You know, my mama don't believe in locked doors unless you pay bills.
What are you two up to?
- Nothing. - Uh-huh.
I came to see if you need to come clean.
Come clean about what?
I said, if you need anything cleaned, I'm on my way to the laundromat.
Oh. Right. Nah, I'm... I'm good.
Riri...
is there something you need to talk about?
What do you mean?
Well, ever since you started this new job, you've been coming home late,
buying expensive gifts.
And we haven't even talked about your dead coworker.
You know about that?
The police told us, when they were here.
- Right. - Right.
Right.
Okay. Well, call me if you need anything while I'm out, okay?
Will do.
Okay. Bye.
Where did it go?
Oh, no. He's here.
We gotta get Mom out of the house.
Oh, wait, wait! Wait! It's back!
Okay. See? We're good.
How can you say that?
Why are you acting so calm?
Like I didn't just let John die.
You did what you had to do to survive.
John would've done the same. Okay?
- - As he said. Listen! Ri!
You need to focus on understanding Parker's hood.
Stressing over an act of self-defense is going to get you killed.
I don't even know what to do.
- Call Shuri. Maybe she can help. - Call her?
Okay.
"Uh, hello? Yeah! Shuri! What's--
"Oh, what have I been up to? Since causing an interspecies war
"on both land and sea?
"Um, well, I got kicked outta MIT.
"I joined a crew of ragged-ass criminals, and--
"Oh, now I'm about to get my ass popped by a deranged man in a cape.
"Can you help?
"Hello?
"Hello, Sh-- Shuri?"
She hung up.
- When you say it like that-- - Have you heard anything from Joe yet?
He's gotta have some ideas.
No. I keep getting his voicemail. Do you want me to keep trying?
That's weird.
Nah, it's fine.
I'll just go see him in person. Gotta go tell him
- about his bio-mesh, anyways. -
- Excuse me. - Mm-hmm?
You wouldn't happen to know why Joe's house is surrounded
in police tape, would you?
Joe.
You mean Ezekiel Stane?
Yeah. Cops came and got him this morning.
What? Why?
Well, for one thing, have you seen what he's done to my Black-eyed Susans?
This is a beautiful neighborhood. Although, if something were to happen,
I could've told you it would've come from that house.
The evidence found at the Heirlum crime scene
has been traced back to Ezekiel Stane of Evanston, Illinois.
Again, this is a very active scene that is very quickly evolving.
Ezekiel Stane, who legally changed his name
to Joe McGillicuddy, is the son of the late Obadiah Stane.
Obadiah was fondly remembered as the former COO of Stark Industries,
who tragically died in a plane crash more than 15 years ago.
So, this is devastating, and the community in this area simply cannot believe it.
- You're up, Stane. -
Stane faces a multitude of charges,
including illegal possession of bionic technology
and domestic terrorism.
It's really unfortunate what this scandal is doing
to the Stane family name.
I mean, Obadiah was a beloved man.
He was an inventor, philanthropist, and mentor to the great Tony Stark.
May he also rest in peace. I mean, poor Obadiah's gotta be
rolling in his grave over this.
Looks like this bad apple fell very far from the tree,
rolled down the hill, and landed straight in the gutter.
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