𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜𝗳- ʙʀᴜᴄᴇ ʙᴀɴɴᴇʀ

Special Ep.5- Science Bros

**Scene: Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse**

**EXT. ABANDONED CITY - DAY**

The once-bustling streets are now eerily silent, littered with overturned cars and debris. Graffiti covers the walls, and the distant sounds of moaning zombies echo through the alleyways. Tony Stark and Bruce Banner are crouched behind a wrecked SUV, scanning their surroundings.

**TONY:**
"Welcome to the zombie apocalypse! It's like one of my bad dreams, only worse - I'm still stuck with you, and there are no suits around to bail me out."

Bruce rolls his eyes, his focus shifting to the approaching zombies.

**BRUCE:**
"Not the time, Tony. We need to stay quiet and find the others."

Tony leans closer, a cheeky grin on his face.

**TONY:**
"Sure, but think about it. If we die here, I won't even get to complain about my horrible life choices. That's the real tragedy."

**BRUCE:**
"Focus, Stark. We can't afford any distractions."

Suddenly, a zombie stumbles around the corner, and Bruce instinctively grabs a nearby metal pipe, gripping it tightly. The zombie notices them, its eyes glowing with hunger.

**TONY:**
"Looks like we've got company! Time to show our 'not-so-normal' side, huh? I think I can take the credit for most of our survival skills here!"

As Bruce steps forward, ready to swing the pipe, a second zombie appears, lunging at him from the side. He barely manages to dodge, his heart racing. The sudden rush of adrenaline almost triggers his transformation.

**BRUCE:**
"Tony! I can't-"

**TONY:** (interrupting)
"Whoa, whoa! Easy there, Dr. Jekyll! We can't have the Hulk throwing a tantrum in the middle of a zombie buffet."

With a quick, focused breath, Bruce fights back the change. He swings the pipe at the first zombie, making contact and sending it crashing to the ground. But the second one is right on him, grasping at his shirt.

**BRUCE:**
"Get it off me!"

**TONY:**
"Working on it! Just hold your breath, and don't worry about the raging monster inside you! That's my job!"

Tony rushes forward, using a nearby stick to poke at the second zombie.

**TONY:** (mockingly)
"Excuse me, sir! Can you keep your undead hands to yourself? I have a date with a rescue mission!"

Bruce manages to wrestle free, feeling the anger bubbling beneath his skin as the second zombie stumbles back. He grips the pipe tighter, the fear of losing control creeping in again.

**BRUCE:**
"Tony, I'm serious-"

**TONY:**
"I know you are, but look at me! I'm about to take on this zombie like it's a bad haircut! You need to channel that energy into something productive - like smashing skulls instead of losing control!"

With a burst of focus, Bruce swings the pipe again, knocking the zombie backward, but the sound of more moans echoes through the street.

**BRUCE:**
"There's more coming!"

**TONY:**
"Perfect! I've always wanted to audition for a zombie movie! We'll call it *Dawn of the Stark.*"

Bruce can't help but snort despite the danger, which helps ground him. The panic starts to fade, and he steadies himself.

**BRUCE:**
"Okay, let's move. We need to find a place to regroup."

**TONY:**
"Right behind you, Doc. Just think of them as really bad fans. No matter how hard they try, they can't get past your security!"