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What A Night.

You Can Feel The Heat In The Air

As People Line Up,

Hoping To Catch A Glimpse Of Miami's Hottest Celebrities

And Coolest Socialites,

As They Arrive For The Fashion Show To End All Fashion Shows.

Oh, And There's This Reporter's Favorite Strongman

Lou Ferrigno.

Hi, Lou.

Tonight's Sold-Out Event Is To Benefit

The Children's Charity Group,

Sponsored Here At The Exclusive Oceanfront Chateau De Shae,

With Its 80 Plush Floors,

All Safeguarded By Cutting-Edge Security.

Relief, I'm Sure,

To The List Of High-Profile Guests Arriving Tonight,

As Well As The Celebrated Roster Of Models.

Dubbed "Women Of Power,"

The Models Are Famous For Hitting Their Stride In Challenging Careers.

And Don't Forget The Surprise Mystery Guest,

Who They Say Will Make You Green With Envy.

Uhh! It's Cutting Off Circulation To My Head.

How Did You Ever Talk Me Into This?

Oh, Stop Griping, Brucie.

You Never Know. Mixing With This Crowd

Might Even Lead To Some Offers Of Research Funding.

Yeah, But I Don't Mix Well.

Knock Knock.

Penthouse Secured.

Splendid.

And As Soon As This Stuffed-Shirt Spectacle Begins,

We Make Our Move.

Heh Heh Heh! Finally, My Leader,

We Can End Our Financial Woes.

Oh, I Hate Being Broke.

We're Not Broke, Gargoyle,

Merely A Little Bent.

But Being Crooked Is Required

If One Is To Take Miami's Rich And Famous...

Hostage.

No!

Rrraaahhh!

d Hulk d

d Hulk d

d Incredible Hulk d

d Hulk d

d Hulk d

d Incredible Hulk d

d Hulk d

d Incredible Hulk d

Rrraaahhh!

Uhhh! I Can't Believe This!

How Dare They!

How Come Nobody Asked Me To Model?

Hello, Girls.

Anything Left For Me To Wear?

You're Late, Ms. Lean And Green.

You Can Dress In Here.

Ooh! Just My Style-- Shiny And Tiny.

And Only You Could Wear It.

Hi, Jen. Or Should I Say "Mystery Model"?

Hey, I Owe It All To You.

Thanks For Including Me In This Fabu Gala.

What About Bruce?

Did You Tell Him I'm Here?

What? And Miss His Expression When You Come Kickin' It Down That Catwalk?

No Way.

Ha Ha! Yeah.

And Won't He Be Surprised.

Command Of The Entire Security System

Has Now Been Channeled Through Here, My Leader.

Heh Heh Heh!

We Are Now In Complete Control.

And This Is A Good Time To Remind You

That If This Heist Fails,

We Might As Well Go Out And Get Real Jobs.

We're Completely Tapped Out.

Stop Reminding Me, You Shrunken Shill!

It Takes A Lot Of Money To Run A Successful Criminal Enterprise.

Emcee: Ladies And Gentlemen,

Children's Charity Group Proudly Presents...

The Women Of Power Fashion Show,

With Tonight's Theme

"Striding Into The 21st Century."

Emcee: If You Thought That Entrance Was Out Of This World,

Check These Voguing Visitors.

[Audience Cheering]

Emcee: Starting With Mariah, A Nasa Engineer.

Smart!

Has On Casual Wear For Future Space Travelers.

It's Great For Lounging Around Those

Hot, Arid Desert Nights On Mars.

Risty, A Computer Ceo,

Models The Latest In Cybercafe Sportswear.

Ooh! Dangerous!

Hyah! Huhh!

Emcee: And Jade, A Renown Martial Arts Champ,

Wears This Glamorized Gui.

But Wait! The Belt Makes An Impressive Point.

Ha Ha!

The Drab Lab Look Is Out,

And The Bunsen Burners Are On High

With This Leading-Edge Ensemble

Worn By Eminent Gamma Energy Scientist

Betty Ross.

Betty?

Miss You, Brucie.

Any Skinny Half-Baked Model

Can Look Good Wearing Nice Clothes.

The Sleep-Gas Canisters Are Hooked Up.

Gargoyle, Are You Ready?

Gargoyle!

Oh, Yes.

Almost.

I'll Be Set As Soon As The Swimsuit Segment Ends.

I'm Not Missing This For Any Amount Of Money.

Heh Heh Heh!

Emcee: And This Suit's Perfect For The Undersea Cities

That'll Someday Populate The Ocean Floor.

And What About This For Those Sultry Summer Days

Onboard A Space Probe Orbiting The Sun?

Ah, Well. Anything For Science.

Ha Ha!

Assault Team Is In Position.

And Now Let's Welcome Our Mystery Model--

The Tall, Lean--The Gal That Put "Grrr" In Green--

Jennifer Walters,

Otherwise Known As The She-Hulk!

[Cheering And Applause]

[Gasps] What?

Oh, Be Still My Twisted Heart.

I Had No Idea She-Hulk Would Be Here.

Nor Did I.

That Green Gamma-Zon

Could Gum Up This Entire Operation!

Quick, Gargoyle. I Demand To Know My Options.

That Depends On How You Want To Deal With That!

[Crowd Gasps] Man: What Is That?

[Gasping, Murmuring]

Dennis Rodman...

Eat Your Heart Out!

Man: Ooh, She's Ugly. Aah!

Woman: Oh, God! Absolutely Vile!

Ew!

Sorry,

But There's No Butt-Ugly Segment

In This Show.

I Got Your Butt-Ugly.

Quit Hoggin' The Limelight.

Aah!

Ah! The Gig Is Up. We Move Now!

Seal The Doors!

[People Clamoring] [Alarm Blaring]

[Coughing]

Jennifer, In Here.

Oh. [Coughs]

Unh.

Unh.

Oh, No.

I Can't...

Keep...Him In.

Unh. Not...

The Hulk!

W-Aah! Aah!

Ahh. Ahh. Ohh.

Rrrr!

Hulk No Feel Good.

Abomination, Move!

Abomination To Leader.

What? The Hulk, You Say?

Why, Yes, Of Course.

Where She-Hulk Goes, Banner Soon Follows.

And Where Banner Goes, The Hulk Follows.

Gargoyle, Go Unload The Stasis Chamber And--

Gargoyle!

G--Ohh.

Unh.

Unh. Ohh!

Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho.

Ow. Ho Ho Ho Ho.

Ogress, Come Kick This Door Down.

It's Gargoyle. He's Breaking Through.

A Laundry Chute.

Then Let's Make Like Yesterday's Wash.

Unh!

[Grunts]

She's Not Here.

Maybe In The Dressing Rooms.

She-Hulk, My Love!

Heh Heh Heh Heh.

What Do You Think?

Is It Me?

Aagh. Only If There's A 700-Pound Mutant Size.

Uhh! Somehow They've Escaped.

Ohh. Have Mercy.

Hey, Looky How It Stretches.

Oof.

Ladies.

So Who's This Gargoyle?

A Little Worm.

And You Say He's Working For Whom?

A Taller Worm,

Otherwise Known As A Snake.

I'm Tapping Into The Building's Surveillance System

So We Can--Aah!

That Clump Of Scales Is The Abomination.

And He's Taken Hostages!

Uh-Oh. And They Just Snagged The Big Green Machine.

Betty?

Oh, No, Jennifer.

If They Take Him...

Hey, Relax.

We Got Us An Emerald Wild Card.

'Cause The She-Hulk Is In The House.

Not To Mention This Fashion Warrior.

Make That Warriors.

Time To Kick Butt, Take Names,

Then Wait For The Movie Deal.

'Cause This Is One Group Of Girls

Who Knows How To Climb To The Top.

All: Rage On, Fashion Warriors.

Man On P.A.: This Is The Police.

Release The Hostages Now.

Throw Down Your Weapons.

Surrender. You Cannot Escape.

[Men Screaming]

[Sirens]

City Of Miami,

Hear Me Now!

I Am...

Your Leader.

My Demands Are Simple.

Cash.

A $100 Million Ransom

In Exchange For The Hostages.

You Have One Hour,

Or Your Society Editors

Will Have No One To Write About. Heh Heh.

Ohh...Yes.

A Well-Executed Demonstration Of Power

Always Cheers Me Up.

Well, It Impressed The Mayor, Too.

The Ransom Will Be Delivered Within 30 Minutes.

Marvelous.

Now Keep Me In A Good Mood, Gargoyle,

And Tell Me If You've Located

Those Impetuous Femme Fatales.

Well, I've Seen Neither Hide Nor Hair Of Her--Them.

I Meant Them. Heh Heh Heh.

But, Uh, I'm Sure They'll Make A Move Soon.

From This Schematic,

My Guess Is That All Emergency Power

Is Fed Through A Utility Room

On The First Floor.

We Pop That,

And The Security System Drops Dead.

Hyah!

We'll Hit The Utility Room

While You Two Make For The Penthouse.

Perfect.

Up For An Elevator Ride?

You Neglected To Mention We Wouldn't Be Taking The Elevator Car.

[Chuckles] Hey, This Is The Express Route.

Hyah!

Aggh. We Just Lost

The First-Floor Defense Laser And Video Surveillance.

Maybe It's She-Hulk.

Heh Heh Heh Heh Ooh.

If It Is Her,

She Needs To Be Overpowered, Not Fawned Over.

Ogress, Go Check It Out.

I'll Show Her A Real Woman Of Power.

Aah, Unh! How Many Floors Are In This Building?!

Well, I'd Offer To Carry You, But--

Betty! Ohh! Unh!

Aaaaah!

Unh! Goin' Down!

Ohh! Hang On! This Is A Round Trip.

Unh!

Aah! You!

Whew!

Going Up?

No! Going Out!

Hyah! Ehh!

Uhh!

Ohh... [Groaning]

You Flea!

Unh!

Ohh!

Ogress: Take Her To The Leader

While I Finish Off Our Big Bad Mystery Model.

Ohh!

Hyah!

Don't Lose Your Head. I've Got Some Plans For You.

Electrical Room's Right There,

And It's Watchdogged By An Auto-Laser.

I'll Draw Its Fire While, Mariah, You Get Into That Room,

And, Risty, You'll--

Uh...Just What Are You Doing?

Programming A Self-Destruct Command Into The Drone System.

It Should Transmit It To Every Drone In The Building.

Then...Ka-Boom!

I Like The Way You Think.

Power On.

Now How About Sending That Little Command

To All Your Friends, Huh?

Hah! Good Timing, Girls!

Hey!

What Just Happened?!

The Fashion Warriors, That's What.

Unh! Unh!

Aaaaah!

[Chuckling] Bye.

Now, Onward And Upward.

Time To Cut The Power.

We've Lost Emergency Power...

And The Drones Are Dropping Like Flies.

Huhhh...

Betty.

Them Ugly Babes Are About To Storm The Penthouse Any Second!

What Else Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Whaaah! Aahhh! Waaah!

Of Course. I Had To Ask.

Gargoyle! Push The Hostage Crisis Into High Gear

While We Wait For The Money In The Hovercraft.

Ohh, Wise Move,

My Desperate Leader.

Bomb Computer: Detonation In 60 Seconds.

59...

There It Is.

Riches Beyond My--

Waaauuugghhh!

Yeah!

Rahhhr!

Ohh, She-Hulk,

My Gorgeous Love,

Come Join Us! The Ransom Money Will Buy Us Such...

Trouble!

With The Security System Out, The Police Are Moving In!

Waah! Waaah!

Waah! Waaah!

You Have 2 Choices...

[Sarcastically] Heroes!

Pursue Us

Or Go Below And Save The Hostages.

Until Next Time, My She-Hulk!

[Slurp]

Grrrr!

Waaauuggghh!

Bomb Computer: 10, 9, 8...

Launch It Outta Here, Hulkster!

[Grunts]

[Explosion]

Reporter: Jade! Jade, This Way! Jade!

[Reporters All Shouting Questions]

You Can Read All About It In Our New Tell-All Book:

Fashion Warriors Kick Monster Butt!

It'll Have Something For Everybody:

Action, Adventure, Style...

And Even A Little Romance.

Leader: How...Could We Be Out Of Gas?!

Gargoyle: We're Broke, Remember?

I Can't Buy Fuel With My Good Looks Alone.

Well, I Could've.

Put A Lid On It, Ogress!

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