50 Best Scott Lang Quotes

Hope: We think she might have put some kind of a message in your head. Hopefully, a location. And opening the tunnel triggered it.
Scott: Your mom put a message in my head? Come on. That's insane.
Dr. Hank Pym: No, Scott. Insane is going to Germany without telling us and fighting the Avengers.

Scott: [from trailer] Who are you?
Kang: I'm the man who can give you the one thing you want.
Scott: What's that?
Kang: Time.

Cassie: Don't just stand there! Let's bounce before the po-po come back!
Scott: Po-po? How do you even know that?

Scott: Is that building alive?
Veb: Yours are dead?

Scott: [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: Aw, ha ha ha! Alright, get your jokes out now, can you fix the suit?
Hope: So cranky.
Dr. Hank Pym: You want a juice box and some string cheese?
Scott: Do you really have that?

Scott: So, uh, how do we find the lab?
Dr. Hank Pym: After we lost it the first time... I put on a new tracker... of sorts.
Scott: [a swarm of ants in the sky forms a giant directional arrow] That'll work.

Hope: [hearing Scott describe his dream] What color was it?
Scott: Red.
Hope: Where there horses on it?
Scott: Oh, boy.
Hope: It's where I hid every time that we played.
Scott: It doesn't sound like you really got the gist of the game.
Hope: [hugging Hank] She's alive.

Scott: Come on, Woo. I've got three days left. Why would I try to escape?
Jimmy: Sorry, Scott, but rules are rules. You trip the perimeter alarm, we search the place. Keel to stern, soup to nuts.
Scott: [an agent accidentally drops something and it breaks] Thank you. It was an accident. My foot went through the fence.
Cassie: Our flying ant crashed.
Scott: [seeing Woo's look] Hey, you try and entertain a ten-year-old when you can't leave the house. You know the lengths that I've gone to?
[conjuring a playing card]
Scott: Close-up magic.
[conjuring the card from behind Cassie's ear]
Scott: I learned that.

Scott: You can read minds?
Quaz: Yeah, and I wish I couldn't, because everyone is disgusting.
[Reads Scott's mind and is disgusted]
Quaz: Would you please stop thinking that!
Scott: What?
Quaz: [Reads Scott's mind again] That! Please stop!
Scott: I'm sorry. It just popped in there.

Dr. Hank Pym: Just tell me you weren't lying about the suit you took. Tell me you really destroyed it.
Scott: I did. I destroyed it. I swear.
Dr. Hank Pym: I can't believe you destroyed my suit! That was my life's work.

Scott: It's been a pretty wild ride. One day you're fired from Baskin-Robbins, the next, you're beating a time-travelling space-king. We did beat him, right? I mean, yeah, that's what happened. He was getting out and he didn't get out. I think.
[slows down]
Scott: But he also said something bad was coming and that everyone would die if he didn't get out. Wait, so did I just kill everyone? Is everyone gonna die because of me? Oh my God. Oh my... what did I do? What... what did I do?
Scott: [resumes walking happily] You know what? It's probably fine. Like I said, life doesn't make any sense. So maybe stop asking so many questions, Scott. Stop overthinking it.

Kang: Gotta say, Janet was a lot more help.
Scott: You know Janet too? Does everyone down here know Janet?
Kang: She didn't tell you about me?
[Scott nods his head no]
Kang: Guess that's not a surprise.

Dr. Hank Pym: I'm tracking your signal using subatomic frequencies between .2 and .9.
Scott: I'd narrow it to four and six.
Dr. Hank Pym: That's too tight. We could miss you.
Scott: Look at us squabbling again.
Dr. Hank Pym: Fine. All right, between three and seven.
Scott: Our first fight in decades, and it's over just like that.
[the system locks on]
Scott: Bullseye.
Hope: Source lock.
Dr. Hank Pym: It's you.
Hope: [laughing in triumph] We got it!
Scott: 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: We'll find you.
Scott: I know you will, Jelly Bean.
[suddenly "waking up"]
Scott: Nope. Nothing. I got nothing. No sign of Janet. Perfect.
[looking around]
Scott: How did we get up here?
[realizing they're holding hands, he looks suspiciously at Hank]

Scott: I feel like I'm hugging Godzilla.

M.O.D.O.K.: [about Kang] He made me the ultimate weapon. A mechanized organism designed only for killing...
Scott: "M.O.D.O.K."?

Scott: Anyone seen a Southern gentleman carrying a building?

James: If we can do this, you know, go back in time... why don't we just find baby Thanos, you know, and...
[Pantomimes strangulation]
Hulk: Okay, first of all, that's horrible.
James: It's Thanos!
Hulk: And secondly, time doesn't work that way. Changing the past doesn't change the future.
Scott: We go back, we get the stones before Thanos gets them, Thanos doesn't have the stones! Problem solved!
Clint: Bingo.
Nebula: That's not how it works!
Clint: Well, that's what I heard.
Hulk: Who told you that?
James: Star Trek, Terminator, Timecop, Time After Time...
Scott: Quantum Leap?
James: A Wrinkle in Time, Somewhere in Time...
Scott: Hot Tub Time Machine?
James: Hot Tub Time Machine, Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure, basically any movie that deals with time travel!
Scott: Die Hard? No, that's not one...
James: Look, this is known!
Hulk: I don't know why everyone believes that, but that isn't true. Think about it. If you go into the past, that past becomes your future, and your former present becomes the past, which can't now be changed by your new future!
Nebula: Exactly!
Scott: So, "Back to the Future"'s a bunch of bullshit?

Scott: Ca... Captain America...
[shakes Steve's hand vigorously]
Steve: Mr. Lang.
Scott: It's an honor. I'm shaking your hand too long. Wow, this is awesome!
[turns to Wanda]
Scott: Captain America! I know you, too. You're great!
[sighs, then grips Steve's muscles]
Scott: Jeez... Uh, look, I wanna say, I know you know a lot of super-people so... thinks for thanking of me.
[Steve grins]
Scott: [to Sam] Hey, man!
Sam: What's up, Tic-Tac?
Scott: Uh, good to see you. Look, what happened last time was...
Sam: It was a great audition, but it'll...
[chuckles]
Sam: It'll never happen again.
Steve: Did he tell you what we're up against?
Scott: Something about some... psycho assassins?
Steve: We're outside the law on this one, so if you come with us, you're a wanted man.
Scott: Yeah, well, what else is new?

Veb: Hi.
[Startles Scott]
Veb: Oh sorry, um did you drink the ooze?
Scott: [confused] Why can I understand you?
Veb: Oh that's the ooze. Hey everyone, the ooze worked.

Scott: [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: Won't you just, one time, please, work!
[successfully shrinks down to his miniature size]
Scott: Yes! Oh, alright, I need help. Yes!
[calls in a flying ant, though it is eaten by a bird]
Scott: Oh... sorry.
Scott: [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: Murderers!
[one flying ant catches him and starts to fly him to the ferry]
Scott: Yes! I'm gonna call you ANT-onio Banderas!
[another bird eats ANT-onio]
Scott: No, no!
[lunges off the flying ant and starts falling]
Scott: ANT-onio!

Scott: 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: But, was it Cassie in the dream?
Scott: No.
Hope: Where was she hiding?
Scott: What?
Hope: The little girl, where was she hiding. Was it in a wardrobe?.
Scott: No, in a tall dresser
Dr. Hank Pym: You mean a wardrobe.
Scott: Is that what that's called?

Kang: I want you to remember... you could've gone home. You could've seen your daughter again. But you thought you could win.
Scott: I don't have to win. We both just have to lose!

Scott: [raises hand and stops Kang mid-monologue] Mr. Conqueror? Sir?
Kang: [annoyed] What is it, Scott Lang?
Scott: [in one breath] Who are you,
[points to M.O.D.O.K]
Scott: what is that, what the hell's going on and can I go back to Earth now?

Rocket: Quill said he stole the Power Stone from Morag.
Bruce: Is that a person?
Rocket: Morag's a planet, Quill was a person.
Scott: A planet? Like in outer space?
Rocket: Oh, look, it's like a little puppy, all happy and everything. Do you want to go to space, puppy? I'll take you to outer space!

Cassie: Why can't you just leave my daddy alone?
Jimmy: Oh, Cassie. This must all seem like a bunch of confusing grown-up stuff to you, huh? Well, think of it this way. Your school has rules, right? Like, you can't draw on the walls. Well your daddy went to Germany and drew on the walls with Captain America. And that was a violation of Article 16, Paragraph Three of the Sokovia Accords. Now, as a part of his joint plea deal with Homeland Security and the German government... he was allowed to return to the U.S. provided he serve two years under house arrest followed by three years of probation. And avoid any unauthorized activities, technology or contact with any former associates who were or currently are in violation of said Accords. Or any related statutes. Ok, sweetie?
Scott: Wow, you're really great with kids.
Jimmy: Thanks, I'm also a youth pastor.

Jimmy: You got away with it this time, Scott, but I'll be seeing you again.
Scott: Where?
Jimmy: Huh?
Scott: Where will you be seeing me again?
Jimmy: Like, in general I'll see, like, the next time you... do something bad I'll be there...
Scott: Oh.
Jimmy: ...to catch you.
Scott: You'll be watching and...
Jimmy: Yeah.
Scott: I thought you were inviting me somewhere.
Jimmy: Why would I do that?
Scott: That's what I was wondering. Why would you do that? I...
Jimmy: Like a party? Or dinner or something?
Scott: I don't know, I thought you were...
Jimmy: No, I meant...
Scott: ...planning the evening.
Jimmy: No, I meant to, like, arrest you.
Scott: No, that'd be a little strange.
Jimmy: Like, I'll arrest you later again.
Scott: Take it easy.
Jimmy: Okay.
[turns to leave then turns back to Scott]
Jimmy: Did you want to grab dinner or something? Because, I mean -
[Scott shakes his head no]
Jimmy: Because I'm free...

Tony: [to Steve, referring to his 2012 self] Mr. Rogers, I almost forgot, that suit did nothing for your ass.
Steve: No one asked you to look, Tony.
Tony: It's ridiculous.
Scott: I think you look great, Cap. As far as I'm concerned, that's America's ass.

Cassie: There! It's the microtreasure!
Scott: My trophy?
Cassie: It looks like treasure.
Scott: Oh, it is to me.
Cassie: I wanna take it to show and tell.
Scott: Oh, you can't do that. Can't. It never leaves the house. It's too important. This is the best birthday present you ever got me. I'm so touched you think I'm the 'World's Greatest Grandma.'"
Cassie: It was the only one they had.
Scott: Makes me wanna knit you a sweater.

Veb: [to Scott] Wow! Big hole. How many holes do you have? I'm sorry, is that a personal question? I don't have any holes
[Quaz reads Scott's mind]
Quaz: His name is Scott Lang
[continues to read Scott's mind]
Quaz: and he has seven holes.
[Veb gasps in surprise]
Scott: [pauses in disbelief] Yeah, yeah that is right.

Dr. Hank Pym: Relax. No one's gonna recognize us.
Scott: What, because of hats and sunglasses? It's not a disguise, Hank. We look like ourselves at a baseball game.

Scott: You have to take me home. They could show up any second!
Hope: Relax. As far as your nanny cops know, you're still at home.
[he sees he's free of his ankle monitor]
Luis: [at Scott's house, he startled to see a giant ant on the couch] Whoa! Scotty?
Hope: He's programmed to replicate your daily routine. Nine hours in bed. Five hours in front of the TV. Two hours in the bathroom, whatever that's about.
Scott: That's totally inaccurate. And how do you know about my daily routine? Are you spying on me?
Hope: We keep tabs on all security threats, all right? And so far, the biggest one we've had is you.

Cassie: I had a fun weekend, Daddy.
Scott: Me too, peanut. But just wait 'til next weekend. Once I'm out of here, you and I are gonna go paint this town red. We'll have so much ice cream, we'll never stop puking.
Maggie: [pantomiming retching, he "throws up" playing cards] You're getting good at that.
Paxton: How'd you do that?

Steve: Five years ago, we lost. All of us. We lost friends. We lost family. We lost a part of ourselves. Today, we have a chance to take it all back. You know your teams, you know your missions. Get the stones, get them back. One round trip each. No mistakes. No do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know, that doesn't mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other. This is the fight of our lives. And we're going to win. Whatever it takes. Good luck.
Rocket: He's pretty good at that.
Scott: Right?

Cassie: Trying to help people isn't dumb.
Scott: Well... I screw it up just about every time.
Cassie: So maybe you just need someone watching your back. Like a partner.
Scott: Well, she's made it clear that's about the last thing she wants.
Cassie: Who?
Scott: Hope.
[seeing her look]
Scott: Wait, who did you think?
Cassie: Me.
Scott: You?
Cassie: Don't laugh. I'd be a great partner.
Scott: Aw, peanut. Aw. You would be awesome. And if I let you, I would be a terrible dad.

Kang: So... do we have a deal?
Scott: No, I don't think we do.
[Kang electrocutes Scott]
Kang: Let me make this easy for you. You will bring me what I need. Or, I will kill your daughter in front of you. Then, make you relive that moment. Over and over again in time, endlessly. Until you beg me to kill you. Do we understand?
[Kang forces Scott against the wall]
Kang: I'm a man who likes to be understood.

Kang: You should've looked the other way.
Scott: Yeah, well, never been great at that.

[Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff hear the Ant-Man calling]
Scott: Hi! Uh, is anyone home? This is Scott Lang. We met a few years ago? At the airport? In Germany? I got really big.
Steve: Is this an old message?
Scott: Ant-Man? Ant-Man... I know you know wh... I know you know that!
Natasha: That's the front gate.
Scott: That's me. Can you buzz me in?

Scott: Hank Pym did say to never trust a Stark!
Tony: Who are you?
Scott: Come on, man.

Scott: Um, I don't know who you are, but you've made a big mistake. I'm an Avenger. I've called the other Avengers...
Kang: Oh, you're an Avenger. Have I killed you before?
Scott: What?
Kang: They all blend together after a while. You're not the one with the hammer, are you?
Scott: That's Thor. We get confused a lot, similar body type.

Dr. Hank Pym: So I'm a terrible partner? Foster, he hasn't had one good idea in his unremarkable career.
Hope: But his idea about the diffractors could work, right?
Dr. Hank Pym: Fine, one decent idea. Except I eliminated the diffractors when I upgraded the suits.
Scott: So, if we had an old suit, we might be able to track down the lab?
Dr. Hank Pym: Yes, but we don't.
Scott: What if we did?
Hope: What do you mean?
Scott: I mean... life's funny.

Scott: Now, we're sure this is our shrunken building and not someone else's, right?

[after a botched first attempt of time travel]
Scott: Someone peed my pants! Not sure if it was the baby-me or the old me.
[pauses]
Scott: Or was it just me-me?

Scott: We did it! We really did it!
Peter: No, don't jinx it! Ahh! Doesn't anybody here watch horror movies?

Dr. Bill Foster: I was partners with Hank on a project called Goliath.
Dr. Hank Pym: Excuse me? You were my partner?
Dr. Bill Foster: The only thing more tiring than going big was putting up with Hank's bullshit.
Scott: Right... I don't know. How big did you get?
Dr. Bill Foster: My record? 21 feet.
Scott: Not bad.
Dr. Bill Foster: You?
Scott: I don't...
Dr. Bill Foster: No, really. I'm curious.
Scott: 65 feet. Yeah.
Dr. Bill Foster: Whoa! Huge.
Scott: 65.
Hope: If you two are finished comparing sizes... we need to figure a way to track down the lab.

Scott: [trying to reach Hope, Hank, and Janet through the radio in his helmet] Hope... Hope... Hank. Can you hear me? Can anyone hear me?
Cassie: Oh my god.
Scott: [Scott retracts his helmet] It's okay.
Cassie: What are we gonna do?
Scott: It's okay! It's okay! We're okay! We're okay! It's gonna be okay!
Cassie: You're saying "okay" too much.
Scott: Eh alright okay. Well it's because we are. We're okay! We are fine! Hey, we're gonna find them and we're gonna go home.
[Cassie breathes heavily]
Scott: In the meantime, look around. It's beautiful. All right we're outside. It's like we're camping. We love camping.
Cassie: We've never been camping!
Scott: But we've always talked about it.
[Cassie spots a suspicious glowing sphere above in the distance]
Cassie: Is that Sun moving?

Luis: I mean, we gotta land this bird.
Scott: He ain't goin' anywhere. And the expression is "land this fish."
Luis: No, it's "land the bird." Just like you land the plane. You gotta land the plane to be in business.
Scott: I know it's silly to get hung up on these kinds of things, but I do.
Luis: How am I gonna land a fish? It can't walk. And if it swam up on shore, and it battled a hawk, who's gonna win?
Scott: You've really turned me around on this thing.

Veb: Hello
[startles Scott]
Veb: Hi. Did you drink the ooze?
Scott: [confused] Why can I understand you?
Veb: Oh, great that's the ooze. Hey everybody it worked! Ooze worked!
[everyone surrounding them cheers]

Scott: [a talking severed head] I know what you're thinking. I've lost weight. Thank you for noticing. But don't worry, I'm not going to let it go to my head. Sorry. I tend to process traumatic events with dad jokes.

Dr. Bill Foster: Calm down, Hank.
Dr. Hank Pym: [strained] So help me God... the pills.
Hope: It's his heart! He needs his pills. Please, Dr. Foster. They're in the tin. Please. He could die! For Chr... come on!
Scott: Help him!
Hope: Dad, just hang on, all right? Just keep breathing. Stay calm.
Scott: Help him, man! Come on!
Hope: The Altoid tin!
Ava: [Foster grabs the tin] Wait!
Scott: [as Foster opens it, giant ants spring out; one cuts their restraints] Thanks, guys.

[last lines]
Scott: 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: Hank? Hope? Janet? Guys... Guys? Be seriously, don't joke around! Bring me up, let's go! GUYS!