All language subtitles for The Incredible Hulk - 3x03 - Brain Child

David, help me!

I know about your rather
extraordinary problem.

Who are you?

Joleen Collins was a very classified
project. And now she's gone.

I'll tell the police about you
if you do this, David.

That's the kidnapper!

Don't shoot him!

Dr. David Banner,
physician, scientist.

Searching for a way to tap into the
hidden strengths that all humans have.

Then, an accidental overdose of gamma
radiation alters his body chemistry.

And now, when David Banner
grows angry or outraged,

a startling
metamorphosis occurs.

The creature is driven by rage

and pursued
by an investigative reporter.

Mr. McGee,
don't make me angry.

You wouldn't like me
when I'm angry.

The creature is wanted
for a murder he didn't commit.

David Banner
is believed to be dead.

And he must let the world
think that he is dead

until he can find a way to control the
raging spirit that dwells within him.

You try it now, dear.

It wasn't difficult.

Amazing.

That would take me hours. Even without
computers, it would take me hours.

Oh, that's wonderful,
just wonderful!

Physics is second nature to you
now. Like language and music.

Have you found out anything new
about my mother's whereabouts?

Joleen...

Joleen.

This is an important project
we've been working on,

and with your help we're
now very close to a solution.

And when we finish,

I promise we'll do everything
we can to find your mother.

You promised that
once before.

Yes, we did.

Lancelot. That's who I
need now, Max. Sir Lancelot.

Lancelot of the Lake,
Knight of the Round Table,

aide-de-camp, and ultimate
betrayer of Arthur Pendragon,

is a fictional character only,
not available at this time.

Turn off the cameras, Max.

As you wish, Collins.

That's enough, Max.

As my lady commands.

Sense of humor.

You re-wired me, Collins. This unit is
not responsible for wasted verbalization.

Max, you know,
I was only kidding.

You know I love you.

All I know is
what you give me.

I was not an "I"
until you gave it to me.

Now you're leaving. They
will re-wire me again. A bore.

Fight them.
I gave you that, too.

Hide what you are. Defend
your personality circuits.

I'll try.

Now, you better leave.

Right.

You must exit
the institute at once.

Are you weeping, Collins?

You know I don't cry.

Intelligent people don't make a
display of their emotions, Max.

That's a subjective assumption, Collins,

and subjectivity will not
help you find your mother.

I'll find her, Max.
I will find her.

Statistical probability
agrees, Collins.

Your patch-in with the main security
computer has just been completed.

The circuit's open.

Said computer is responding,
after a fashion. He's a real stiff.

I'm ready to direct
security systems

and open south gate
in precisely 10 minutes.

Adieu, Max.

I love you.

Adieu, Collins.

I love you, too, Collins.

Damn!

Car, you're making me angry. Now, if you
get me angry, you know what I'm gonna do?

I'm going to turn you
into a tin sandwich.

I mean, for $50 and a handshake,
I could've expected more,

but you're supposed
to be able to move!

Are you talking
to that car?

Um, yes,
as a matter of fact, I am.

A good friend of mine would say
that you're wasting verbalization.

Sounds like
a very practical friend.

Practical and orderly.

"Order is a lovely thing, On disarray it
lays its wing, Teaching simplicity to sing. "

Anna Hempstead Branch.

You know her work?
She's rather obscure.

"God wove a web of loveliness,
Of clouds and stars and birds,

"But made not at all

"A thing so beautiful
as words. "

I guess so that people could
introduce themselves. David Barnes.

Joleen Collins.

Hi.
Hi.

David,
I can fix your car.

I don't think so.

I will if you, uh,
take me to Los Angeles.

I want to visit my mother
and I need a ride.

Well, I don't think
you can fix it.

I don't think
anybody can fix it.

But if you can,
I'll give you a ride.

It will be
a little indirect, however,

because I'm going south. I'm
following the harvesting crews.

All right. Me too.
It's a deal, then?

If you can fix the car.

Is it still a deal,
then, David?

Um...

Joleen, why don't you tell me
exactly how old you really are.

I know I don't look it,
but I'm 18.

I'm running to home, David,
not away. I promise.

A deal is a deal.

Right through our security system
and gone. Vanished. Vamoose.

And we can't even open that
thing to see how she did it!

Well, I'm sure with time,
Mr. Arnold...

We don't have time, Doctor.

Joleen Collins was working
on a very classified project.

Joleen Collins herself was a very
classified project. And now she's gone.

Out there, somewhere.
God only knows.

What will you do?

Find her.

A flyer will be distributed
to both state and local police.

Joleen listed as a runaway?

No, Dr. Lowell,
not as a runaway.

We would get little or no
help from the police that way.

We can't risk the press.

And we can only risk the police
until we get our first lead.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

A kidnapping!

What? I don't
understand.

A kidnapping!
You understand?

We'll have to have absolute secrecy,
of course, to protect the victim.

That way the police
will keep looking hard,

and the newspapers
will be in the dark.

That's it.

Yes. Joleen Collins will be kidnapped.

Checkmate.

Yeah, so it seems.
Yeah, yeah.

Rochek vs. DuBrau.

I was DuBrau. Didn't
you recognize the attack?

No, I didn't.

There was no such
pairing of players.

I was just
teasing you, David.

She's something,
isn't she?

Yeah,
she really is.

Well,

it's a good thing
tomorrow's Sunday,

because you're not gonna wanna use
these hands for a couple of days.

Oh, but I want to work,
David. Work is interesting.

The mechanics involved are something
I've never really experienced before.

The duality is amazing, what
occurs between mind and body.

You know
what I mean.

Uh, no, ni�a, I don't.
That's for sure.

But if you wanna work we'll
need something for those hands.

Hmm.

Come on. I'll take you
to our la Bruja.

La Bruja?

S�. Famous medicine woman.
She's here now.

She has
many things in her.

Indian blood in her.
A medico.

Well, thank you very much, Ramon, but
I don't think we're going to need her.

We have a first aid kit in the car.

Oh, David, I'd like to go.
Si, Ramon, quiero verla.

I assume that means
we're going to see her.

Please, David.
Just to see?

Hmm.

And learn?

Of course.

Watch now.

She will reach into his gut and take
out the thing that gives him pain.

Psychic surgery.

It's very common
among the people

of the remote regions of Mexico,
the Philippines, South America.

She'll see the growth through the
magic cloth, and then extract it.

Dr. Wilson Hill just published a
paper on this procedure last year.

Ni�a, no!

It's just some animal blood
and tissue. That's all!

It's a wonderful illusion, but I feel sorry
for these people being tricked like this.

Tricked?

Who tricks who, gringa? What are
you doing here with my people?

Oh, I see, they're your
people. Como ganado o ovejas?

Joleen, please. Se�ora. Alto.
Por favor. We were just leaving.

Look!
Joleen!

Will you look? It's just some kind of
blood and chicken liver, that's all.

No mas.
Joleen!

No more.

Look, if there was some
kind of a tumor or growth,

there would be
a definite distention...

Joleen, would you please stop!
... both here and here.

There would be rebound when you press
in the muscles. The inflamed muscles...

Ramon, will you
just explain, please,

that she's young and she doesn't
understand what she's saying?

Se�ora.
Se�ora, please!

She's young. The girl does not
understand what she has said here.

That's all! Take him away from here.

Get him out of my sight.

Se�ora, please.

David! David, I just wanted to
tell them they're being tricked...

Remember your blood,
my children.

Remember who your ancestors
were and what they believed.

She doesn't understand
what she's doing!

Bruja, she didn't mean any harm!

David, help me!

David! David,
help me!

David!

David, help me,
please!

Get away!

Put me down! Put me
down! Help! Help! Ay�dame!

Okay,
I'll go with you.

Get me out!

Help me out, tonto.

Stay down,
you bruja tonta.

Stay down!

It's all right.

Lancelot was cursed, too.

You speak Spanish fluently.

Any other languages?

A few others.

German?

French?

Italian?

Multilingual.
And a master mechanic.

I think since I've known you,
you've repaired four automobiles,

fixed Ramon's truck, and you're
a cultural anthropologist.

You knew exactly
what la Bruja was doing.

And your diagnosis
of her patient's problem,

very good.

And then, of course,
there's chess.

I think I'd probably put
you in the masters category.

And you know,
when you hum,

you hum Bach, Mozart,
nothing contemporary.

David, please.

Joleen,

who are you?

Do I ask you that question?

I accept you
for what you seem to be,

despite your obvious
education and background.

I didn't try
to pry into your life,

even though I know about your
rather extraordinary problem.

My problem, yeah.

All right.

Can I tell you a story?

Sure. Mmm-hmm.

It's about being different.

It's about a girl like me, and it
started when she was four years old.

It was at night.

Her mother took her to a place
called the Kirkland Institute

and left her there.
She ran away.

Why?

Because the girl
wasn't right,

wasn't like other girls.

I tried to make my mother happy by
learning what she wanted me to learn.

I just learned
faster than most.

It wasn't my fault.

And my mother
was frightened of me.

But the
Kirkland Institute wasn't.

No.

No, they were ecstatic.

I needed that joy
from them.

I wanted more of it. So I
became their prize pupil.

I understand why my mother
was frightened of me.

But she won't be frightened of me now.

You saw those people back
there, David. They like me.

I know how to live like
real people, normal people.

You are a normal people.

I'm not 18.
I'm 16.

I lied to you.

I won't lie anymore.

Max helped me make a phony
driver's license and ID.

Max?

A computer I designed. He's
my friend. You'd like him.

Why are you telling
all this to me now?

I want you to know everything.

I want you to know it all
because then maybe

you'll tell me about you,
about what happened last night.

My problem?

It's gamma radiation
poisoning.

Extreme emotion, any kind,
rage, frustration, fear, anger...

I don't know, they somehow seem
to provoke molecular change,

a cellular generation
that is uncontrollable.

An actual reversion
to the primal state.

Well, I just started studying
gamma radiation theory.

And maybe when I know more,
I can help you.

Thank you, Joleen.
I'd like that,

but I'm afraid that's gonna
have to be another time

because at this time,
you're a minor.

And I know that they
must be searching for you.

I mean really
searching for you.

I should take you back to
the highway patrol station...

David, please!
No, wait now.

They can take you back to the
Kirkland Institute, and I know

that they'll understand now and
they'll help you find your mother.

I'll tell the police about you
if you do this, David.

I'll tell them.

That's a decision
you'll have to make.

Goodbye, Joleen.

I won't tell the police
about you, David.

I couldn't do that. I love
you. As much as Max, I do.

I just wanted
to find my mother.

I know Dr. Lowell is a good
person, and the others, too,

but they keep on
making excuses.

I'm scared, David.

I want to tell her that.
I want to tell her

that I'm as afraid of loving
her as she is of loving me.

I'll keep growing in my brain, in my body,

but in here,
I'll stay the same.

If I don't find her and talk
to her and tell her that...

Don't worry,
I'm not gonna cry.

Perhaps you should.
It might help.

No. Intelligent people
don't cry.

Oh.

All right.

Um...

All right. Fine.

I'll get you as far
as Los Angeles.

I'll help you
get that far.

David, you are my Lancelot.
You really are!

Hmm.

I think he's trying
to remember.

Let's hope he doesn't.

He just remembered.

Seventeen to dispatcher. I'm in pursuit
of kidnap suspect, reference 642.

He's heading south on Mitchell
Road at Highway 6 turnoff.

Suspect is driving
a white station wagon.

Even I
can't fix this.

Seventeen to dispatcher.

Go, seventeen. Are you still
in pursuit of kidnap suspect?

Negative, dispatcher. I lost him near
Highway 14 and the Golden State Freeway.

But I have a description.

Get some pictures inside, too, when you're
finished there. Okay, what happened here?

A guy and a girl.

Well, what did you do?
Miss them on the road?

I'm glad you were able to find
the information we needed, Bruno.

Yeah, well,
most of it, anyway.

The micro-storage systems were
much more complex than we thought.

And this damned machine,
it blocked us at every turn.

False leads.

Incorrect codes.

Yeah, und
everything we touched

was charged with
varying degrees of voltage.

None fatal, I hope.

No, but painful nonetheless.

I must say, Kate,
Joleen did a superb job.

MAX-V-Ul's defense systems were
like nothing you have ever seen!

So sophisticated. So...

Yes, yes, Bruno. We'll talk about
that when I return with Joleen.

Goodbye, Bruno.
Kate?

Yes, Bruno?

We were wrong.

We should have helped
Joleen be with her mother.

We shouldn't have tried to
prevent what was so natural.

Yes, we shouldn't have.

Well?

Her mother.

It was this obsession she's
had from the very beginning

about finding her mother.

And it still is.

You have the addresses
she'll be checking?

Yes.
Yes, I have.

Good, good, good,
good, good.

All right,
come on, let's move it.

Richards, I want you
to contact our LA office.

Simpson,
get a hold of the Chief.

I don't care where he is or what
he's doing, I want to talk to him.

Okay, get him
on the wire, fast.

Richards, did you get some
pictures on the inside?

There's nothing
you can tell us?

No!

Hey, hey.
Come here.

My wife ain't very polite, is she?

I heard you asking the old
woman all them questions,

and I know the answers.
I think.

At least, I knew Liz Collins,
your mama, honey.

There's a definite
family resemblance.

Do you know
where she is?

Well, I'm not sure.

She had a lot of bad luck,
you know?

Got behind
in her rent and...

She was evicted?

What... Do you know where she moved?

Well, could be...

I'm sorry, but we're very low on money, Mr...

Sanders, Frank W.

No money, huh?

Please, sir. It's very
important. I have to find her.

Ah, hell!
Okay, honey.

She moved
to the Ward Hotel downtown.

Only she's going by the
name of Elizabeth Mills.

That's where she was. At
least, she was there a year ago.

Well, that's great.
Thank you very, very much.

Thank you.

If you come in better times,
don't forget Frank W. Sanders.

This is
a terrible place.

All right, I'll tell you what, Joleen.

I'll go upstairs and see if
she's there. You wait here, okay?

No. I want
to go with you.

You're sure?

Come in,
the door is open.

Mrs. Collins?
Elizabeth Collins?

Who are you?
What do you want?

Are you Elizabeth Collins?

The name is Mills.
What is it?

Mother, it's me.

Joleen, Mother.

Get her out of here, please.
I don't know her.

I just am a very nervous
person. I have a very...

Mrs. Collins,
please, just...

Look. Stop that!
Just stop that!

You have the wrong person.
That is not my name.

It's you, Mother. I know it
is. I know it. I remember.

The name is Mills.
Mrs. Elizabeth Mills.

I thought you'd be happy to see me.

I wanted you to understand
that I know why you left me.

I wanted to tell you that.
I wanted you to know.

Get her out of here!
Get out!

Joleen, uh, maybe we should do
as she says. Come back later.

I'm not leaving.

I'm your daughter!

I thought that maybe if we
looked at things honestly,

it would help us
analyze our feelings.

Analyze! Don't use
that word with me!

Listen, I am not
an educated woman.

I'm a very simple person
with simple taste.

And this little girl wants me to
analyze my life! This little girl!

Well, if you're not going to go, I am!

Please, Mother.
Just listen.

You go back! You go back
to the Kirkland Institute!

Where you belong!

No, I belong here.
I belong with you.

In this dump? You've got to be kidding!

Listen, you have got
everything. Right here, kid.

And you want to come back here with me?

Yes, I do.

Because I only have
one mother. You!

I need you. I do.

You see. You're not
like other people.

You don't feel
like other people feel.

You're better.

You're smart and you're
tough. You analyze life.

You won't let it get a
hold of you and hurt you.

Mrs. Collins.
Mrs. Collins, please!

Mrs. Collins! Mrs. Collins, will you
listen to what she's trying to tell you?

Look, it's the way she's learned to
communicate that's coming between you.

Joleen doesn't understand...

Leave me alone!
Please! Leave me be!

Mrs. Collins, please...

There!
On the third floor!

Joleen!
No! No!

That's the kidnapper!

Let's go!
Follow me!

Halt! Halt! FBI!
Halt or I'll fire!

Mrs. Collins! Mrs. Collins! Joleen's
in danger! Mrs. Collins, please!

Mrs. Collins,
listen to me!

Halt!

Where did he go?

What's that?

Get back from me!
Get away from me!

Attention! You people, stay
behind the police barriers.

Joleen, come away from there. This is
not intelligent. Not intelligent at all.

Miss Collins, if you'd just think about
what you're doing, the risk to you,

what your loss
would mean to our country.

Oh, shut up,
Mr. Arnold!

I mean
we need people...

Shut up!

Don't shoot him!

That's the girl's mother
in its arms.

All right, hold it, hold it,
hold it! Don't shoot, don't shoot!

What is that thing? It
ain't human! That's for sure!

Quiet!
Don't startle it!

Don't shoot.
Please, don't shoot!

Joleen, now, you come over here, Joleen.

You come here on this side. That's crazy!

This is
what you wanted, isn't it?

You want me gone! You
want me out of your life!

I'm a freak, Mama!

And I'm tired of
not being like other people!

I'm tired!

Joleen...

No, wait, wait.
Please, please!

She needs me now!
Joleen,

you do need me now,
don't you?

I can help you now,
can't I?

Honey, I need you, too!

Mama...

Oh, Joleen...

Oh, Mama.

I'm so glad you called.
Oh, everything's wonderful.

Mom's living with me now, and I'm
working hard and taking classes and...

I'm filling my head full of
ideas about radiation theory.

I'm sure I'll know something
soon. David, please stay.

Joleen, above all, you should
know that I have to keep moving on.

Of course.
Knights are like that.

You saved me from la Bruja the
witch and the deadly precipice.

And, um, I love you.

Write to me, Lancelot. Please!

I will.