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Audio on. Visual on. Videojournal of Betty Ross.
l've got to record this before events spiral out of control.
After months of disappointing setbacks,
and near successes and frequent failures,
Doc Samson and l finally completed the nutrient bath.
None too soon.
My dear Bruce, branded a fugitive,
is out there searching endlessly for a cure.
My father's Hulkbusters hounding him across the county.
lf Doc can find the Hulk,
we can end our long nightmare forever.
We'll use this nutrient bath to physically separate Bruce
from... from the Incredible Hulk.
ln position. The sonic immobiliser's... on line.
Power converter unit functioning.
l'm good for mo shots before my own gamma bioenergy is tapped out.
- So if this doesn't drop him quick... - l'm just a panicked yell away, Doc.
Give him a sec. He looks calm.
He might iust transform himself back to Banner.
Then this'll all go down smoother than silk pie.
Banner! Hulk!
No, no, no!
Puny Banner inside Hulk?
No! Hulk hate Banner!
Hulk smash!
The Hulk's found his inner self.
No Banner!
Enemy!
- This drops old Doc into E for empty. - Now Hulk mad!
LaRoquette, the Hulk has been immobilised.
But not for long. Fish him out down river.
Roger, Doc,
but that trophy'll be a tad big for mounting over the fireplace.
Be_, where the blazes is Doc Samson?
He and LaRoquette sneaked off unauthorised this morning with...
Wouldn't know, Father. But Doc's a big boy.
l'm sure he'll bring it back in one piece. More or less.
Jones? What are you doing here, boy?
Rick's...
- He iust came by to... - Oh, l'm taking a break, man. l...
l've been on the road eating Hulk's dust for months.
- It's getting a little hard to swallow. - Yeah, bitter taste, isn't it?
Well, when Samson shows,
tell him to get his gamma glutes to my office, pronto.
- Should we have copped to the truth? - Oh, right.
By the way, Daddy, Samson's on his way here with a load of Hulk.
You don't really mind if we dunk him in our nutrient bath here, do you?
You see, we're not sure,
but we think we can separate the Hulk from Bruce.
Gotcha. Sometimes forgiveness is a lot easier to ask for than permission.
Maybe. But still, my father is no fool.
Be_ and that dirt-riding punk kid are up to something.
- Keep an eye on 'em. - Yes, sir.
Oh, momma, l am delighted to be almost home,
cos this gamma hero is tapped out.
Hustle this bird back to the nest, cos the catch of the day is waking up.
Radio Be_. Tell her to kick in plan B.
Easy. Easy now, Hulk. Just listen to me.
Hulk confused.
Where's Banner?
Puny Banner is Hulk?
Wait, wait. l know you're confused.
l'm in no mood or condition to dance with you... like this.
Hulk, l'm tying to help you.
You need my help, Hulk. l know Banner is...
Hulk hate puny Banner!
No, Hulk!
- Doc's not your enemy, man. - Be_? Rick? Be_?
- Hulk. - Banner is Hulk.
We gotta move.
l'm sure that self-promoting khaki-lackey, Talbot, is on to us.
- Fall-back plan up and running. - And looming in evey shadow.
lt's hard to understand, Hulk, l know,
but we can help you.
You don't have to have Banner inside you any more.
We'll take him away.
Trust us, Hulk. Trust me. Be_.
l won't let anyone hurt you ever again.
Hulk...
Nice trailblazing, Be_. Couldn't have done it without you.
Lock and load, boys.
- Enemy. - No, Hulk.
- Hang on, big guy. - You can't help him. Stick to the plan.
Yeah, you're right.
Rock on, outcasts!
All units, evasive action. Let the infanty boys clear this one out.
Hulk, no. Don't hurt him.
He's iust a weak man with a small mind.
Stupid human. Puny toy army man.
Now come with me.
Be_, this is insane.
The Hulk is a freight train, Glenn, and you're parking on the tracks.
Search this entire ridge. They're hiding the Hulk somewhere.
Be_, you're right.
The hulk is a train, a runaway train,
and you need to get off before it crashes.
Bemeen the Hulk and these outcasts,
you really gotta start broadening your social circle.
When that gamma explosion bli_ed their genes,
they kinda got a little lost in the circle of life,
but the outcasts have really been there for the Hulk and me.
Hulk. Come on, Hulk.
There's nothing to be afraid of. Well, you trust me, don't you?
lt's just a tunnel.
- Puny tunnel. Hulk smash bigger. - No. Not a good idea.
Let's iust keep moving. We'll be out of here before you know it.
And watch your head.
All clear.
Well, this certainly shifts things into a higher gear.
Be_ was part of all this?
She was there. Does that really surprise you, sir?
Unfortunately, no.
Well, whatever they're up to, l want it stopped.
- You got that, maior? - l'm on it, sir.
Gabriel, you're the resident O07 wannabe.
You have any ideas about some cockamamie Hulk plan
cooked up by Be_ and Samson?
No, not a thing, Thunderbolt, old boy,
but l'll be sure to keep my ear to the ground like a good little spy.
Now, who'd be drawing that much power
off a gamma reactor at this time of the...?
That's what us Hulkbusters call busted.
Security, Talbot here. Meet me at the base lab.
Doc, anti-gamma capacitors are out of sync.
Take a deep breath, Be_.
l'll recalibrate. See, the nutrient bath is OK.
Easy. Easy, big fella.
All you gotta do is step up there
and let us wash that Banner right out of your hair.
- Hulk go. - Hulk.
Get a grip, guy.
Think of Be_. Think of me.
Do it for us. Your friends.
lt would mean so much to me, Hulk.
Come on. Courage, buddy.
l'll be right here, watching over you.
lnitiating stasis sleep.
OK, Hulk. Bruce. My prayers are with you both.
Here we go. Flooding chamber.
lnitiating gamma mitosis.
Cellular separation is taking place.
lt's working. Man, it's working!
Bruce. We're almost there.
This is an unauthorised experiment.
Guards, pull the plug.
Glenn, no.
- Where's the Hulk? In there? - You don't know what's going on.
Don't ruin this, please. It's our last chance.
l don't know what you've done
but now you'll have to live with the consequences.
We're losing the imaging matrix. Generator offline!
No! Bruce!
- They'll drown in there! - Not on my watch, they won't!
- Please, make it. Make it. - Come on!
l don't believe this.
Bruce! Rick, he's...
There's no pulse!
Come on, Bruce. Breathe!
- Stand down, men. - The Hulk? Well, how did he...?
Where did...?
- Talbot, what in thunder is going on? - l'll tell you what's going on.
Your toy soldier here interrupted the experiment before completion.
The Hulk's in stasis but Banner's heart arrested. Clear.
They were perForming an undercover experiment, sir.
This is your responsibility, Samson, and it will cost you.
Deduct it from my severance pay, you brain-dead lifer.
- Confine Banner to the base infirmay. - Bruce.
And quarantine that monster.
My Leader, l have a report.
Experiment? What experiment?
Why wasn't l informed earlier?
What kind of an incompetent spy did l create?
lt was a covert operation, my Leader.
Completely unsanctioned.
They separated the Hulk from Banner but the Hulk still lives.
The Hulk alive and without Banner?
- Well,... Gargoyle! Gargoyle! - l heard, dear Leader.
Gargoyle, you spineless Lilliputian reject.
lt seems you chose an excellently opportune time
to come crawling back to me
after your pathetic attempts at independence.
Yes, it is so good to be home, my Leader.
With the Hulk's simple mind
unencumbered by Banner's troublesome cognisance,
he's actually now a much more suitable subject
for the transfer of his gamma power into me.
Quickly, you gumptionless gherkin.
Make up for the lost time you squandered
and finish rebuilding my energy siphon.
And to think l left a disease-ridden deathbed for this.
Man. Why is life so stinking complicated?
What's it gonna be like when you wake up?
Will you still remember me? Your old friend?
We're not waking him up.
Ever. He's going directly into cyogenic cold storage.
No! We promised him he'd be OK.
The Hulk may be separated from Banner, but he is of Banner,
with a right to live, like anyone.
And all your concerns are unwarranted anyway
because he's helpless now. His mind an absolute blank.
ls that supposed to put me at ease? He's even more uncontrollable than ever.
You're missing the point, sir!
We can start over. Train him. Educate. It's an invaluable opportunity...
Nobel Prize aspirations aside, doctor,
that menace will not be walking this earth again.
You got that right, Thunderbolt, old boy,
cos l'm hauling his green ieans out of here for disposal.
Disposal? What is it with you people?
Doc, don't let 'em do this!
l don't intend to.
We need the Hulk for Banner's sake in case...
No! On whose orders, Gabriel?
SHIELD's.
Part of the terms of Nick Fuy's
friendly little alliance with the Pentagon.
- You catch him, we take him. - l was never informed of this.
Sory, Thaddeus, but that proverbial other shoe we hear so much about,
well, it iust dropped. Smells, doesn't it?
Sometimes l really hate this job.
The hardest part is over, Bruce.
We're so close.
So vey close.
Just, please, don't give up.
Don't leave me.
- Be_? - Hi, Rick.
- No change? - No, not yet.
His body's been traumatised.
- It'll have to recover in its own time. - Be_, l...
- Something's happened. - What? Is the Hulk...? Did he...?
- Hulk's alive but things went wrong. - Wrong? What are you talking about?
That SHIELD toady Gabriel,
he's sending the green guy down the highway in an convoy
to some kind of secret SHIELD disposal site.
What? Can he be stopped?
That's what l asked Samson before he escaped.
He said, ''Oh, yeah.''
Time to jettison the excess baggage.
Typical.
Oh, no!
- What happened? - SHIELD mayday signal.
- The vehicle has been destroyed. - Mount up a level-one strike force.
lf that mindless Hulk reawakens, heaven help us all.
Hulk, wait.
Something went wrong.
Then Mr Jones is gonna have to make it right.
Some privacy, please. You guys are starting to smother me.
Warm night? Lose something?
What have l done? What nightmare have l unleashed upon the world?
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