[rattling thud] Secure that harness. We don’t want that cannon
sliding around in here. If there’s one scratch on it,
the boss will– Huh? [thud] Ugh! Black Panther! Taskmaster, the hyper-cannon
does not belong to you. Don’t just stand there!
Get him! [men grunting] [beeping] [whimpers] [straining] [yells] [groans] What am I paying you for?
Take him down! [men grunting] [yells] [grunting] [yells] [beeping] [grunts, yells] [grunts] Looks like it’s just
you and me, Your Majesty. But in a second,
it’s just gonna be me. If you shoot
the hyper-cannon, you will take the ship down
with us inside it. Get off my plane,
or I ventilate you. Either way,
you ain’t taking the cannon! I never said I was
taking the cannon. I only need to keep you
from having it. [ascending whirring] [Taskmaster yelling] [device beeping] [grunts] I’m gonna– Aaahhh! T’Challa,
was it absolutely necessary
to blow up the plane? No, I suppose it was not. But it was fun.
I am allowed to have fun.