What If...?

Time.

Space.

Reality.

It's more than a linear path.

It's a prism of endless possibility,

where a single choice can branch out into infinite realities,

creating alternate worlds from the ones you know.

I am the Watcher.

I am your guide through these vast new realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

"What if?"

The Lemurian Star.

They were sending their last payload when pirates took the ship.

-How many pirates? -Twenty or so charmers led by Batroc.

Before French special forces showed him the door,

he racked up 36 kill missions.

Hmm. Sounds more like your type.

Fine. I've got the shield. You've got the sword.

More like knives, but cute wordplay.

Kill the engines and find the hostages. Gentlemen, watch our six.

STRIKE Team, you heard the captain, gear up.

So, any plans for Saturday night?

No, don't. Stop right there.

Bernard in accounting was asking about you.

Nothing good has ever followed the phrase, "Bernard in accounting."

What if his name was Steve?

Ouch! Just when we were becoming pals, Widow.

I thought you were more than just a shield.

I'm a pretty good dancer, too.

I'm too fast.

Oh! That was good.

-Whoa! -What? Are you scared?

Are you seeing that?

Captain Carter, the soldier lost in time, you have been chosen.

Oh, come on. Relax, son.

It'll all be over in a thousand years or so.

Huh?

Hey.

Stay here. Leave this fight to us.

I got it. Yeah. Hang back with the giant baby-man cape dude.

Star-Lord T'Challa, leader of the Ravagers and lost Prince of Wakanda,

you have been chosen.

These Infinity Stones...

I'm out of the weapons business, not my cake.

But how do we put a suit of armor around the world? Hmm?

Around the galaxy?

You can't tell me there's not another big, bad

lurking-in-the-shadows monster under the bed.

Tony!

Gamora, survivor of Sakaar and destroyer of Thanos...

And one who's about to kick your moon-shaped, ugly mug.

Not you, Stark. You, Gamora, have been chosen.

Killmonger must be tried for murder under Wakandan law.

The Americans can have him after we're finished.

Erik Stevens, Killmonger,

Tony Stark's former protégé and killer,

you have been chosen.

We were about to go on a date!

There were gonna be flowers, and I was gonna light candles,

and I was gonna shower and do my hair.

Nobody messes with Vegas.

How about you? And you?

Finally, Thor Odinson, Crown Prince of As...

And you. And you.

You've been cho...

-Have at you, too. -Thor. Thor!

-And you. And you. -Shh. Calm down.

Thor Odinson, Crown Prince of Asgard...

You've been chosen.

Oh, we're in a pub.

I know this place.

The pub facade was my idea.

I read about it in your biography. I hope you like it.

Over here. Me, me. Can I get a beer?

Yes!

-- Uh, who are you? -- Where am I?

T'Why did you bring us here? What do you want with us?

DR.All good questions.

Send me back. Now.

-It's you again. -Come on. Get a new trick, man.

You have been chosen...

for a mission that is both highly dangerous and absolutely necessary

for the continuation of life as you know it.

At first, I scoured eternity for one true hero.

Then I saw the bigger picture.

This mission requires a team.

The perfect combination of skills and experience that alone will triumph.

Let me get this straight.

You kidnapped us from across the galaxy so we could, what?

Save the universe?

Mmm. Not exactly.

Bit more complicated than that.

You aren't just our best hope to save one universe.

You are my last hope to save all of them.

You are the Guardians of the Multiverse.

I know what this is. Loki put you up to this joke.

Listen, I do not have time for his pranks today.

No, I wouldn't do that.

My lady Jane needs me. So, I'll be going. Enjoy yourse...

We're in. Mind telling us what we're up against?

Your worlds are either under attack or soon will be by Ultron,

an artificial intelligence elevated to a cosmic being

thanks to an enhanced synthetic body and the power of the Infinity Stones.

DR.Six stones of near unfathomable power.

Each controlling an essential aspect of our existence.

And Ultron holds all of them.

I might be able to help with that. I've stolen more from worse.

Seriously? You really are from another planet.

We believe the only way to stop Ultron is to separate his body from the stones.

But this Ultron could be hiding anywhere in the Multiverse?

-Yes. -Behind an army of killer robots?

-Afraid so. -And armed with a full set of stones?

-She's got a point. -I never said it would be easy.

This is a suicide mission.

Um, excuse me, yeah.

Is there a universe of Chinese food that has alternate dimension delivery?

Tummy's getting rumbly.

You picked them.

Well, obviously the first step would be finding him.

Well, I'm not one to brag,

but I've been told that I excel at attracting unwanted attention.

Oh. That will come in handy.

And after we recover the stones, we destroy them.

How would you even go about destroying the...

Oh, you're answering my question. Sorry. Thank you.

The Infinity Crusher,

designed to disintegrate each stone into nothing.

Yep. I picked them.

All right, everyone, you all know what to do. You know the plan.

Get the Soul Stone and get it to Gamora.

We'll hold the line. And then she'll unleash the Crusher.

With some luck, we'll be home for dinner.

Okay, wait. Slow down a little bit.

There's a few people in the room that don't understand.

Not me. I get it. But for them, maybe repeat it.

Hmm. You're ready. It's showtime, my friends. Good luck.

This place is safe?

Apparently, there's not enough intelligent life here to attract Ultron.

Until we decide to.

Can I ask, what happened?

Same thing that happened to you. Love.

I take it you know the Captain Carter on your universe?

No. Captain America.

In my universe, Steve Rogers received the serum.

Now, that would be a sight to see.

You trust him?

I trust everyone.

Hasten, friends. Tonight we feast. For tomorrow, we fight.

In that spirit, I propose a toast.

-- Some mead. Wonderful. -- Ooh. Now we're talking.

A wise sorcerer once told me that to face death is part of the plan.

To face death is to conquer one's greatest fear of the unknown

of nothingless space, of the end of all ends.

The senseless nothing and the vast opening of infinity to your...

Let me. You've done enough, Doctor.

To the Guardians of...

The Multiverse.

The Multiverse!

So there is life in this universe, after all.

There goes waiting until we're ready.

In my defense, I did warn you.

I excel at attracting unwanted attention.

Mmm-hmm.

All right, here comes a non-compliant spell.

Yeah, you might feel it.

Whoo!

-Oh, what is going on? -It's a protection spell. You're welcome.

Wow! This is fantastic. Showtime. Watcher!

See you on the flip side.

I know how to deal with this party pooper.

Wait! Thor, the plan.

Viva Las Vegas!