Close on Norman Osborn, looking crazy-scary as ever. He's wearing a business suit, not a Goblin outfit.
NORMAN: My name is Norman Osborn and I’m taking back my Thunderbolts.
NORMAN: In just under six minutes, I’ve already dealt with anyone who might have stood in my way.
Luke Cage is shackled in the most extravagant, high tech fashion imaginable. He’s bound hand and foot, and every part of his body is restrained. He can’t even move his head. This elaborate shackling device is set inside an adamantium cage with a sign on the front that reads ‘DANGER - 10,000 gigavolts’.
CAP (Norman): Luke Cage – caged.
Close on Songbird’s head and shoulders. Her head is tied back and her throat exposed. A clear plastic tube has been inserted into her throat, like a large size tracheotomy device – only far more fiendish and diabolical looking. There's a hideous alien tequila worm crawling along the tube and into her throat.
CAP (Norman): Songbird – silenced.
The Fixer sits in an oversized child’s playpen, wearing an adult nappy. He’s playing with large plastic building blocks, trying to spell out the words ‘Help Me’ but all he can manage is ‘Hepl e’ – he’s holding the M block, trying to work out where he goes. He’s been non-surgically lobotomised and though he can’t even spell out his cry for help, he’s desperately aware that something is wrong.
CAP (Norman): The Fixer – fixed.
Norman stands in a meeting room at Thunderbolts HQ / The Raft. He’s talking to a gathering of Thunderbolts who’ve decided to stick with him. Ghost, Moonstone, Juggernaut, Shocker, Boomerang. They’re listening to Norman spout.
A dark shadow falls over Norman as he addresses his new allies.
Norman’s head turns slightly as though he’s noticed the shadow approaching.
NORMAN: The rest of you – well, you’re smart enough to know where your future lies—
NORMAN: What’s this now?
Norman turns to face Man-Thing who is reaching out a muck-encrusted hand to grab Norman’s head. Moonstone steps forward to warn Osborn of the creature’s attack, but Norman (who is facing the monster now) just grins and waits.
NORMAN: Oh, yes, the muck monster. I was waiting for you…
MOONSTONE: Careful boss – whoever knows fear, burns at the--
The others watch as Man-Thing’s hand swallows Norman’s head whole. Norman doesn’t try to resist, he just stands there laughing. The Man-Thing looks puzzled: Norman isn’t burning.
NORMAN: Yes, yes, Karla – don’t fret about that. I certainly won't.
SHOCKER (to Boomerang): Man – that’s gonna seriously mess up his ‘do!