A fear of life.
Fear?
Perhaps, Miss Ross.
And loneliness, too.
Yes.
I feel them both.
But I have lived...
completely once.
I was so much in love.
And she so much wanted a baby...
my baby.
I could tell from the moment she conceived...
that it wasn't a son I had given her...
but something else.
A monster, maybe.
I should have put a stop to it right then...
but I was curious...
and that was my downfall.
And as I watched this tiny life unfold...
I began to imagine the horror of it...
and my curiosity was replaced...
with compassion.
But they took away my chance to cure him.
Your father threw me out.
[Edith shouting]
I remember that day so well...
every moment, every sensation.
Walking into the house...
the feeling of the handle of the knife in my hand.
I knew I was doing a father's work...
fulfilling a father's mercy.
EDITH: David, please stop it! No!
David, talk to me!
But then she surprised me.
[Edith screaming]
BANNER: It was as if...
she and the knife...
merged.
[Melancholy vocal music]
EDITH: Go!
BANNER: You cannot imagine...
the unbearable finality of it.
And in that one moment...
I took everything that was dear to me...
and transformed it...
into nothing more than a memory.
[Tense instrumental music]
Bingo! That must be some jumbo nightmare he just had.
[Beeping]
Do it now. Start the enzyme extraction.
[Drilling]
Sir, negative on drill penetration.
Damn it, drill him harder. Give me full RPMs. Come on.
[Drilling continues]
[Dramatic instrumental music]
TECHNICIAN: Should I neutralize? TALBOT: No!
I can't do anything with goop. Come on!
All right, put him to sleep.
[Typing]
TECHNICIAN: It's not stopping him!
Ready room, send in our containment team, non-lethals only.
I repeat, non-lethals only. I must have a sample of him.
FEMALE AIDE: Sir!
Jesus.
TALBOT: Use the foam. TECHNICIAN: Deploy containment foam.
Talbot, talk to me.
FEMALE AIDE: Cease fire!
Under control, General. I'll let you know if we need you.
Unacceptable. Unseat your asses down there immediately.
I want a full evacuation now. I'm shutting you down.
Lock down.
-Didn't you hear the General? -I said lock down!
[Dramatic instrumental music]
Clear! I need a sample of him!
All right, take it easy there, buddy.
This might give you a bit of a sting here, Bruce.
TEAM LEADER: Fall back!
TALBOT: Clear your weapon! Give me the M2.
So long, big boy.
TEAM LEADER: Clear!
[Yelling]
Lock down the entire facility immediately.
OLIVER: Target still moving towards blue level.
Evacuate the main hall.
[People shouting]
Send in backup, heavy weapons. Issue general quarters.
[Soldiers shouting]
Contamination, sir. System readings are redline.
TECHNICIAN: Stand by for backup power supply.
Incoming!
[Hulk roaring]
ROSS: Shut down power to the main hall. ORTEGO: Sir?
Show him the way out. We'll fight him outside.
[Fast-paced instrumental music]
[Soft instrumental music]
[Bell chiming]
[Hulk grunting]
[Wind howling]
[Hulk grunts]
[Bombs exploding]
[Fast-paced instrumental music]
Driver, stop.
TANK COMMANDER: Gunner! Traverse right!
[Yelling]
[Roaring]
[Soldier yelling orders]
[Soft instrumental music]
Mr. President, I have some bad news, sir.
Let's have it, General.
I've briefed the President on Angry Man.
I assume that's what this is about.
ROSS: It is, ma'am.
I'm requesting a National Command Authority override.
Angry Man is unsecure.
I need everything we have at my disposal to stop his movement.
You're expecting civilian casualties, General?
Not if I can help it, ma'am.
Consider it done. Keep us posted.
[Euphoric instrumental music]
[Ethereal vocal music]
[Beeping]
Contact Goodman Control.
Patch data to the assets.
Contact HQ.
Have them initiate an immediate evacuation...
in the vicinity of grid coordinates 6-5....
[Rhythmic instrumental music]
Confirm that the area has been cleared.
TECHNICIAN: Confirm area cleared.
HQ confirms area cleared. Assets on-line, sir.
ROSS: Gentlemen, it's time to dig in.
I want this target stopped in his tracks.
[Gentle instrumental music]
[Dramatic instrumental music]
Jesus.
TANGO-4: Mayday!
Shit!
TANGO-1: Tango-4 is down. Have C-SAR respond to our 20 now.
TANGO-4: Get him off us before he tears us apart!
TANGO-1 : I've got no shot! You have a line of fire?
ROSS: Watch it, Tango. TANGO-1 : Break left!
TANGO-1 : Tango-3, pull back and set up for a Hellfire shot.
ROSS: Hold your fire until we draw him off.
TANGO-1 : Tango-1 is hot.
TANGO-2: Roger. Going hot. Guns ready.
[Intense instrumental music]
ROSS: Engage at will.
[Hulk growling]
TANGO-1: Tango-1, pull back! Clear my line!
TANGO-2: Tango-flight, clear. I have him painted for Hellfire.
Tango-1 clear. Take the shot.
TANGO-2: Tango-1, Tango-3, I have contact.
TANGO-3: Holy shit! He's got my missile!
Mayday!
Mayday! We're hit! We're going down!
ROSS: Give me a head count. TANGO-3: Tango-3--
Our kite's busted up, but we're okay.
ROSS: Tango-flight, you have eyes on the target?
TANGO-1 : Tango-1, I have him in the rocks.
ROSS: Salvo all. Turn it into a parking lot.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
TANGO-1 : T-bolt, your parking lot is ready.
We're bingo for fuel and ammo. RTB.
[Boulders rumbling]
FEMALE OFFICIAL: T-bolt. Be advised, target not destroyed.
He's on the move again.
Damn!
I've got it.
It appears he's heading home.
Launch fast movers. Have them intercept and engage.
[Cell phone ringing]
-Hello? -Betty, Bruce got out.
He's headed your way, probably right for you.
How far from the base are you?
I'm already here. They're taking his father in now.
ROSS: That's all good news.
Stay there, Betty.
[Fast-paced instrumental music]
F-22 PILOT 1: Legend-1 rolling in hot. Legend-2 breaking left.
F-22 PILOT 2: I think I can come back around for a gun attack.
ROSS: Acquire a clear target. Fire at will.
F-22 PILOT 1 : Increase altitude. Civilian aircraft in vicinity.
Pull up! You're headed for the bridge!
[Yelling]
F-22 PILOT 2: I can't pull up!
You got him. Take him on a ride to the top of the world.
Let's see what the thin air will do for him.
F-22 PILOT 2: Initiating afterburn.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
F-22 PILOT 2: I'm passing Flight Level 600.
This is out of my envelope.
ROSS: Hang in there, Legend.
F-22 PILOT 2: I can't maintain. He's all over my aerodynamics.
ROSS: He'll lose consciousness before you.
F-22 PILOT 2: 950.
I can't hold it. I'm pulling back.
[Plane engines humming]
[Yelling]
[Wind howling]
[Mysterious instrumental music]
Puny human.
F-22 PILOT 1: Contact. He's in the water. All units, weapons hot.
ROSS: Let's not take any chances.
You are cleared to fire on target, Legend.
BETTY: Dad? ROSS: Betty?
We don't have a choice.
I have to destroy him.
But you can't.
You'll only fuel his rage and make him stronger.
It's you he's coming for, you know that.
Then let me go to him.
Please.
Just give him a chance to calm down.
[Cable-car bell clanging]
[People screaming]
ROSS: All aircraft vicinity San Francisco...
this is T-bolt on guard.
This area has been declared restricted airspace.
All aircraft are ordered to clear the airspace immediately.
CHOPPER PILOT: Echo-19, weapons are hot. Target acquired.
Waiting your orders to engage.
TECHNICIAN: Command code yellow. Hold for authorization.
All units, hold your fire.
TECHNICIAN: T-bolt to all assets. You have direct orders to hold your fire.
I repeat. Hold your fire.
[Solemn instrumental music]
[Police sirens wailing]
[Tires screeching]
[Police officers shouting orders]
OFFICER: Move now!
SWAT TEAM LEADER: Everybody down! Down!
[Bruce sighing]
You found me.
You weren't that hard to find.
Yes, I was.
[Sentimental instrumental music]
[Key turning in lock]
[Solemn instrumental music]
[Rhythmic instrumental music]
ROSS: That's the deal, gentlemen.
He stays on this base until we get the final word from C-3...
on how to dispose of him.
In the meantime, if he does anything but sit in that chair...
we'll turn on the juice and he'll be incinerated immediately.
COLONEL: We've established a 200-yard perimeter, sir.
If we deploy the electromagnetic array...
there should be no collateral damage.
I'm doing this for you, Betty.
But one way or another, we're gonna have to prepare for the worst.
[Tense instrumental music]
BRUCE: I should have killed you.
As I should have killed you.
I wish you had.
I saw her last night.
Saw her face.
Brown hair...
brown eyes.
She smiled at me.
She reached down and kissed my cheek.
I can almost remember a smell.
It was like desert flowers.
Her favorite perfume.
It's my mother...
and I don't even know her name.
It's all right, son.
Go ahead and cry.
-Cry. Crying will do you good. -Don't touch me!
Maybe once you were my father.
But you're not now and you never will be.
Is that so?
Well, I got news for you.
I didn't come here to see you.
I came here to see my son.
My real son.
The one inside of you.
You're nothing but a superficial shell...
a husk of flimsy consciousness...
ready to be torn off at a moment's notice.
You can think what you like. I don't care. Just go.
No, son, listen to me. I found a cure.
For me.
My cells can transform, too...
absorb enormous amounts of energy.
But, unlike you, they're unstable.
Son...
I need your strength.
I gave you life.
Now you must give it back to me...
only a million times more radiant...
more powerful.
BRUCE: Stop! BANNER: Stop what?
[Shouting] Stop what?
Think of all those men out there in their uniforms...
barking and swallowing orders!
Inflicting their petty rule over the entire globe!
Think of all the harm they've done!
To you! To me!
To humanity!
And know this, that we can make them...
and their flags, their anthems and their governments...
disappear in a flash!
You in me.
I'd rather die.
BANNER: That's your answer?
Then indeed you shall die...
and be reborn a hero...
of the kind that walked the Earth...
long before the pale religions of civilization...
infected humanity's soul!
[Shouting] Go!
Stop your bawling...
you weak little speck of human trash.
I'll go.
You just watch me go!
Hit it!
[Yelling]
-Hit it again. -We can't, sir.
There's no power. Some kind of counter electromagnetic field.
[Tense instrumental music]
[Thunder rumbling]
ROSS: Move in and assault the target. Move in!
[Machine guns firing]
[Thunder rumbling]
Sir, I've located them on radar. Pear Lake.
Call up the task force.
Yes.
[Both grunting]
[Hulk roaring]
[Hulk growling]
BANNER: That's right. Keep fighting.
The more you fight, the more of you I take.
TECHNICAL OFFICER: Strange.
We're reading a phenomenal drop in temperatures there...
with simultaneous radiological activity.
They're absorbing all the ambient energy.
[Eerie instrumental music]
BETTY: Relax.
BANNER: Sleep now, Bruce, and forget forever.
Struggle no more...
and give me all of your power.
BRUCE: You think you can live with it? Take it!
Take it all!
BANNER: Yes.
[Hulk roaring]
BANNER: Take it back.
It's not stopping!
Take it back!
[lntense instrumental music]
[Struggling]
Gentlemen, release.
JET PILOT: Gamma charge away.
[Soft instrumental music]
Sweet dreams.
ONE YEAR LATER...
[Telephone ringing]
BETTY: Hello? ROSS: Betty? Is that you?
Hi, Dad.
ROSS: I'm glad I caught you.
BETTY: I'm glad you called. ROSS: Thanks.
Look, Betty...
you and I....
We both know that Bruce...
couldn't have survived that blast.
But.... Well, you know....
What is it?
ROSS: You know, the usual loonies...
seeing things, only now everything's green.
[Chuckles]
Right.
Look...
if by some chance he did survive...
and he should try to contact you, and try to get in touch...
you'd tell me, wouldn't you?
No. I wouldn't.
But you know as well as I do I wouldn't have to.
I mean, my phones are bugged...
my computer is tapped, I'm under surveillance.
I'll tell you, though...
that if he were alive...
I'm the last person I would want him to come to...
because, as much as I miss him....
I loved him.
I'm sorry, Betty.
I am so sorry.
I know you are.
[Telephone hanging up]
[In Spanish]
Listen to your father and take your medicine, okay?
[Cars approaching]
[Talking in Spanish]
Take all the medicine.
[Hens clucking]
Quiet!
Sit down!
Shut up!
We need these medicines for the people who live here.
Who are you to decide what the people need?
These people are helping our enemies.
And maybe you are too.
Take all this.
It is the property of the government.
[Bruce speaking Spanish]
You're making me angry.
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
[Dramatic instrumental music]
[Hulk roaring]
[Tense instrumental music]
[Hard rock music]
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