(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
HANK: Your mother convinced me...
to let her join me on my missions.
Daddy and I have a last-minute business trip.
I don't want you to go.
HANK:
Oh, my God.
They've already launched.
JANET:
HANK:
(INHALES) And there's not a day that goes by...
that I don't regret having said yes.
-JANET: Tell Hope I love her.
HANK:
Your mother saved thousands of lives that day
knowing she'd be lost in the quantum realm... forever.
Forty years ago, I created a formula that altered atomic relative distance.
-What does that mean? -(WHIRRING)
I learned how to change the distance between atoms.
The Pym Particle is the most revolutionary science ever developed.
Help us put it to good use.
But it was too dangerous. So I hid it from the world.
If only you'd protected Janet with such ferocity, Dr. Pym.
As long as I am alive...
nobody will ever get that formula.
AUTOMATED VOICE: The Yellowjacket.
Oh, no.
I took on a young protégé called Darren Cross.
He became obsessed with recreating my formula.
But I wouldn't help him.
DARREN: You tried to hide your technology from me.
And now it's gonna blow up in your face.
Darren, don't do this.
Hank, I'm a thief. I'm a good thief, but this is insane.
(HANK GRUNTING)
HANK:
and came back...
I started to wonder...
could your mother still be alive?
It's a tunnel. To the quantum realm.
You built all this and you don't even know if she's alive?
HANK:
HOPE:
(GASPS)
We think she might have put some kind of a message in your head.
Hopefully, a location. And opening the tunnel triggered it.
Your mom put a message in my head? Come on. That's insane.
-What are you doing? -Get away from that!
-Scott, you can't... -I'm sorry,
I don't have much time. I need to fix the algorithm.
Janet?
SCOTT:
You have two hours. After that, the probability fields will shift
and it'll be another century before they align like this again.
I'm coming to you, honey.
Time and space work very differently down here.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Warning, approaching quantum void.
It's very dangerous, especially on the human mind.
(SCREAMING)
You look lost, Hank. Are you all right?
(HANK GASPING)
It's me.