All language subtitles for The Incredible Hulk s03e02 Blind Rage.eng

I fall through a glass door,
and Sam drives off a cliff.

Contagious blindness?

One man is dead
and another dying.

What about the Colonel?
He's covering up.

And we're all in it.

Right up to your oak leaves.

We're going to do
everything we can to make you comfortable.

Colonel, forgive me,
but I'm the one that's blind.

All right, we're going in.

(GROWLING)

NARRATOR: 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.

(ROARS)

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.

(ROARS)

Hey, Lieutenant Banks!
Want a lift home?

Hey, thanks, Sam.

I have to make one stop, sir.
At the dump.

Won't take but a minute.
No problem.

The bus makes a lot more
stops than that.

(LAUGHING) You know it.

Wow, Carrie, your roses
are looking beautiful.

Hi, David.
Hi.

Is it 6:15 already?

Oh, you could set
your watch by me.

Who needs a watch?
You're always right on time.

Don't you ever stop to have
a beer with the boys?

Well, as the star boarder
at the Banks family household,

I have to watch
my activities very carefully.

David! David! David,
you promised to help me finish the go-cart.

Patty!
David just got home.

Now the go-cart
can certainly wait until he's had a chance to...

Mom! He promised.

It's true, Mom,
I promised.

(CHUCKLING)
You're spoiling her, you know.

Well, you and Jerry and Patty
have made me feel like I'm part of a family,

and it's been a long time
since I've had that feeling.

Sort of enjoyable.

Well, you are a part.

Oh, I happened to run
into Mrs. Kemp and she was saying that

Mr. Kemp was saying that
you were the best

counterman that ever worked
at Kemp's Dry Cleaners.

Oh, pshaw.

So don't be surprised
if there's a little something

different about your
pay check this week.

A raise?
Yep.

David!

She can project,
can't she?

Yeah.
You want a beer?

I think I'll wait
and have one later with Jerry, thank you.

All right, my dear, let's see
what kind of mileage we can get out of this vehicle.

It'll just take a couple
of minutes, Lieutenant.

You don't have
to help, sir.

You didn't have to give
me a ride home, either.

A ride's no big deal.

You know, for an officer,
you're okay, sir.

Thank you, Sam.

(HISSING SOUND)

Looks like this one
came unglued.

How does this valve
work anyhow, sir?

(GRUNTING)
Just a little aerosol.

That stuff's supposed to
be lousy on the environment.

Hi, honey.
You're home early.

Sam was going my way.

Hi, Patty.
Hi, Sam.

Thanks, Sam.
Just anytime, Lieutenant.

Hello.
That's some transportation.

How are you?
Fine.

Look, Dad,
it's almost finished.

Oh, you two better hurry up,
the Indy 500 is next month.

Oh, I'm not sure but I think
we're holding out

for an invitation
to the Grand Prix, right, Patty?

Right.
Well, in the meantime

you better go in
and get washed up. Dinner's almost ready.

Oh, Dad.
(TEASING) Oh, Dad.

Come on, pumpkin.

Just heard about your raise.
Congratulations.

Oh, thank you very much.
So did your wife.

As a matter of fact,
she heard about it before I did.

Well, that's the way it is
when you live in a small town.

Everybody knows
everything.

If you want privacy,
you can live in New York City.

What's for dinner,
Mom? Stew.

Stew?

ALL: Stew.
Ew!

Thank you, Lord, for what
we are about to receive,

and for what has already
been given us, love, health and friendship.

Amen.

Lousy bulb's out again.

No.

No!

(CLATTERING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Help. Carrie!

David! Help me!

Somebody, help me!

CARRIE: Jerry, oh, my God.
Jerry.

Daddy?

Patty, get the
first aid kit.

Carrie, get the car
out of the garage, call the base hospital.

And tell them we'll be
there right away.

David, is Daddy...

Patty, don't come any closer.
There's glass all over the floor.

Now, go ahead
and get the bandages.

Your daddy's
going to be all right.

David,

I'm blind.

I can't see.
I'm blind.

How is he, Major?

His vital signs are good
and there are no fractures.

When can he
come home?

Not right away,
I'm afraid.

His vision was affected
by the trauma of the fall.

His eyes are hurt?

Fortunately, the visual
impairment was not caused by the broken glass.

I don't understand...

Are you saying
that Jerry's blind?

It's just
a temporary condition.

(HOSPITAL ANNOUNCEMENTS ON PA)

How long will it last?

I can't be sure.

We're going to have a
specialist, an ophthalmologist examine him tomorrow.

But I'm certain there's no
permanent damage to his eyes.

May we see him, Doctor?

Of course.

He's had some sedation,
but it hasn't taken hold yet.

(ANNOUNCEMENTS ON PA)

Thank you, Doctor.

(SIGHS)

(MONITOR BEEPING)

Jerry?

Is that you, David?

Yes.

I spoke to the doctor.

An eye specialist will be
giving you an examination promptly tomorrow.

How do you feel?

Scared.

That's how I feel, scared.

I know that.

It was a terrible accident.

More, more terrible
than you think.

I didn't just fall
through that glass.

I didn't see it.

The doctor says the blindness
is only temporary.

I couldn't see it.
Before, I mean before...

I got up, turned on
the lights, nothing.

Blind.

I was blind.

Jerry, did you
tell that to the doctor?

Tried to. Too busy
sewing me up.

Hey, David, thanks.

Yeah.

Jerry, everything's
going to be all right.

Yeah, it'll be fine.

Everything's fine.

(SIRENS BLARING)

(HOSPITAL ANNOUNCEMENTS ON PA)

That's Sam Stanley.

He gave Jerry
a ride home today.

What happened?

Accident.

Witnesses said he went
right through a guard rail

and a sign,
"Road Closed. Bridge Out."

Sam was the best wheel man
in the post. I can't figure it.

It's like he was blind
or something.

Poor Sam.

Everybody thought he was
a hardnosed lifer, but he wasn't.

Did he drink?

Not even a beer.

David, he just said that
it was as if Sam was blind.

Could that have anything to do
with what happened to Jerry?

Carrie, can you get
home all right?

Aren't you coming?

There's something
I want to do first.

COLONEL: Good morning, Major.

Good morning, sir.

Well, you don't look
as if you got much sleep last night, Major.

Colonel, I didn't get
any sleep last night.

Oh, sit down then.
Sergeant Murkland, a drink for the Major?

No, thank you,
I don't want a drink.

Have you heard
about Lieutenant Banks?

Yes, he crashed through
a glass door and cut himself up pretty badly.

A nasty accident.

He said he was blind
before the accident.

And a half-hour later
Sergeant Sam Stanley drove his truck

off the top
of Eagle Mountain.

Now, I'm not stupid enough
to believe that these two incidents are unrelated.

Sergeant Murkland...

Sgt. Sam Stanley
was filling in on a disposal detail yesterday.

He transported his last load
approximately 1820 hours.

Lieutenant Banks
was in the truck with Sergeant Stanley.

Hitching a ride home.

So, you see,
there were only two people involved in the problem.

Problem?

One man is dead
and another dying.

Well, we can't be
certain of that. Oh, yes, we can.

The laboratory animals
exhibited the same symptoms.

Blindness, deterioration of
the nervous system, and death.

We've got to find out how
those two men were exposed.

(CLEARING THROAT)

One of the X-202 empty
canisters was thrown away

along with the material
that was marked for disposal.

It wasn't quite empty.

The non-com who was
responsible has been

transferred to one of our
research units in Greenland, as a private.

Do you plan to
ship Stanley's remains and Banks to Greenland?

I expect that you will
use all the skills at your command

to help Lieutenant Banks.

Then we may need to
double our research staff.

Will additional personnel
help you find the antidote sooner?

Well, I can't be
sure, but...

Well, how long has
Lieutenant Banks got?

(SIGHING) Four days.
Maybe less.

Well, Major, you were here
working on the gas a long time before I took command.

So it seems to me
that the X-202 is your responsibility.

Now, I'll be glad
to assist in any way I can with this incident.

I understand, sir.

As long as no one else
finds out about any of this.

We're both career
army officers... I said I understood, sir.

Yeah, well, see,
I never asked to command this chemical research post.

You know my problem
with Washington.

Now that I've finally
served my penance

I expect to get
that general's star.

Now, I'm leaving
in six weeks.

And I don't want anything
to delay that departure.

I've got a job
for you, Sergeant.

(DOOR OPENING)

Who is it?

It's David.

David, I just heard
the nurses talking.

Sam Stanley's dead,
isn't he?

Yes, I'm afraid so, Jerry.

I only got bits
and pieces. Something about a big warning sign

and then through
a barrier?

Is that true?

(SIGHING)
Apparently.

I fall through a glass door,
and Sam drives off a cliff.

Contagious blindness?

What else then, Jerry?
You and Sam were together yesterday.

Now, did you come straight
home from the base?

The yellow canister.

David, it has to be it.
The canister was leaking.

I'm sorry, I'm afraid
I don't understand.

Sam and I dropped
some gear off at the dump.

One of the canister's
valves was damaged, leaking.

I thought it was
just reserve aerosol.

What else could
it have been?

Jerry...

If whatever was
in that yellow canister

made you and Sam blind,
then we have to tell somebody. Somebody. An authority.

It would take us a week.

The military's
structured that way.

You get by one guy,
and make it to another guy, and so on.

It's murder.

Besides nobody's gonna listen
without some kind of proof.

Research people don't like
to admit they've made a mistake.

Your doctor will listen.

I tried to tell Major Anderson
I was blind before the accident.

He told me I was confused.

Look, David. Army doctors
are still in the Army, just like me.

They've got to follow
the chain of command like everybody else.

And that means red tape.

David, you've got to help.

If you could find that
canister, then they have to listen.

But how?

I could get you through
the guard post. One phone call.

I know, I know
it's a lot to ask,

but you're the only
one I can ask.

I'll do what I can, Jerry.

I'll call security.

And you better stop back
at the house. There's a gas mask in the garage.

And don't tell Carrie.
Not yet.

All right.

And David?

Thanks.

Operator, this is
Lieutenant Banks. Get me Security.

(GROWLING)

(GROWLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

SERGEANT: Let's move it!

(SERGEANT SHOUTING)

This ain't no summer camp.

And you ain't here
to have a good time.

I want to see some speed!

Now I got two-legged dogs
moving faster than you.

All right.
Now that's better.

All right.
Second squad, move it out!

Come on!

All right! Jones, Smith,
all right, come on!

Come on! Move it!

Now, I don't mean
for you to be dancing.

You're doing it
like an old lady!

Now come on!
Smith, move it!

Come on!
Get over there.

Come on!
All right, yeah, move it. What're you waiting for?

(BLOWING WHISTLE)

Move it! All right,
now, hustle.

Come on, you're running
like a bunch of girls. Get up here!

You're like an old lady, Sanager!
Do it!

Now, move, move, move!

All right, hustle!
Move it, hustle!

Come on,
get the lead out.

Come on, move it!

All right, let's move it.

What's wrong with you?
Somebody tie your shoe laces together?

Now, I'm saying, move it,
and I mean that.

Hey, Brubeck, who's he?

SERGEANT: Hear me?
Or are you deaf and slow?

Brubeck!
Mahalovich!

You think he's non-com?
Either that or a secret weapon.

SERGEANT: Get your tails
over here!

Boy, I ain't waiting
to find out.

SERGEANT: You're holding up
the entire unit! Now move it!

Come on, get up over there!

(CONTINUES SHOUTING)

Now, move it, move it!

(HULK GROWLING)
Now move it!

Hey!

(EXCLAIMS)

Y'all wait for me!
I said, y'all wait for me!

That's an order!
Wait for me!

I'm telling you, sir, it was
this great, big, green thing.

Or a great big brown bottle.
Say, a fifth?

But you found the canister?
The right one?

Yes, sir. Yellow,
with the ID number right on the bottom.

So drunk or sober,
you got the job done.

Where's the canister now?

Buried fifty miles from here,
under ten feet of dirt.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

Colonel,

I can't do anything more
for Lieutenant Banks except sedate him.

His vital signs
are deteriorating.

Sir, you realize this man
is going to die.

Sergeant Murkland
has found the canister and disposed of it.

All covered up.

Why don't you go take
a rest, Sergeant?

All covered up.

He's right.
And we're all in it.

All together.
Including you, Major.

Right up to your oak leaves.

Thanks for taking
the day off, David. I'm glad you're here.

I'll meet you
in Jerry's room, okay?

It was right
where Jerry Banks told me to look for it.

Yellow canister,

unmarked as far as I could
tell. I was going to take it straight to the Colonel.

Uh, excuse me for
interrupting, Mr. Blair, but what made Jerry...

Lieutenant Banks
connect his illness to that particular canister?

Well, he remembered
the canister coming open

when he was at the dump
with Sergeant Stanley.

Now, of course, Sam
had his accident and Jerry's here.

This information is very
important, Mr. Blair. I wish you'd have come to me sooner.

Uh, you stay right here.
I've got to get some wheels rolling.

I'll be back in
just a minute.

I've made arrangements.

If you have been exposed
to the gas, I need to examine you immediately.

Look left.

Straight ahead.

I'm sorry, Mr. Blair.

Are the optic nerves
affected?

Is it nerve gas?

I mean, that's what you
people do here, isn't it?

Chemical warfare research.

Are you working
on an antidote?

Yes.

The one I saw written
on the blackboard?

That's classified information.
I'm afraid we can't...

Yes, Mr. Blair.
The formula.

I think you're using
the wrong approach.

What?

I wasn't aware that
you were a scientist.

I know a great deal
about metabolism.

The substance
we were exposed to, I think you'll find,

has altered our
basal metabolism.

But it was never
intended to.

It's a weapon,
purely defensive.

Not a nerve gas, merely
a mixture intended to disable.

There is no way...
Doctor, what you intended

and what actually
happened is not the point.

I think the cure,
the antidote is in the metabolism.

If you could increase it
to 20, or 30 times normal.

Mr. Blair.

I just think you should
try it, that's all.

We're going to do
everything we can to make you comfortable.

Colonel, forgive me,
but I'm the one that's blind.

Why won't you listen to me?

Sergeant?

Yes, sir.

Escort Mr. Blair
to room 316.

No visitors.

Yes, sir.

JERRY: And then we both
realized that maybe it was that canister

at the dump yesterday.

(SIGHING) It was yesterday,
wasn't it?

But how could something
like this happen?

Jerry, I can't believe...
David. Did he mention it?

Where is he, anyway?

He was supposed
to meet me here. That was over an hour ago.

I'll go look for him,
okay?

Am I under arrest?
I just follow orders.

Now, you better stay put
until they decide what to do with you, mister.

Well, I'm not a prisoner,
I'm a patient.

CARRIE: David Blair.

I'm Dr. Davis
from Radiology.

I have you scheduled
for a complete x-ray series.

Here's the order signed
by Major Anderson.

Okay, Doctor.
Do you want some help?

No, no thanks.
I can manage.

Thank you.

Are you all right?

I have to get to a phone,
Carrie. Right now. Off the base.

Where are we?

Parking lot.
We're headed for the car.

David, did you
find out anything?

I think I could get someone
to prepare an antidote.

I don't know if there's time,
but I've got to try.

What about the Colonel?

I told him.
He's covering up.

That's it.
All right.

Come on.
Straight ahead.

Where's Blair?

He's down getting
x-rays, sir.

X-rays?
Who ordered them?

The Major, sir. I saw
the order signed by him, sir.

Who took him out
of here, soldier?

A doctor,
Dr. Davis.

MURKLAND: Colonel?

SOLDIER 1: That's what her
nameplate said, sir. I mean, Sergeant.

This is Colonel Drake.
Get me Security.

(ALARM BLARING)

What's that?

The alarm.
They'll shut all the gates.

You've got to get
out of here, David.

(ALARM CONTINUES BLARING)

Just get out, ma'am.
Slow, please.

CARRIE: If you can make it to
the fence, I'll try to pick you up on the back road.

If you can make it
to the fence.

(CARRIE'S VOICE ECHOING)

Nobody can accuse
this place of being a combat-ready outfit.

Now, this Mrs. Banks
can tell us where this Blair character is.

If she won't talk,
maybe you can get it out of her with drugs.

What about this
sodium pentothal stuff?

She probably
doesn't know.

And don't order me
to administer drugs to her, because I won't.

You're out of uniform,
Major.

Indeed.

What're you going to charge
Mrs. Banks with, anyway?

Helping a prisoner to escape,
for one thing.

We're finished,
Colonel.

You know that,
don't you?

Maybe you're finished, Major,
but not General Drake.

General?

We're all set, sir.

About time. Let's head
for the training area.

(ENGINE WHIRRING)

Base one to chopper. Over.

Base one to chopper. Over.

PILO T: Chopper one
to base one.

No sign of him yet, sir.

All right, we're going in.

Keep us under observation.
Let's go, Sergeant.

(HELICOPTER APPROACHING)

(COUGHING VIOLENTLY)

(COUGHING)

PILO T: Chopper one
to base one.

Smoke to your left, sir.
Maybe tear gas. Do you copy?

COLONEL: Ah, roger.

Sergeant, over there.

All right, now hold it here.

Put your gas masks on, men.

Chopper one to base one.

This is base one, over.

There's a tank on maneuvers
in the restricted area.

Should I divert him
to assist you, sir?

Yes, send him up here
immediately. Out.

Roger and out.

Okay, Sergeant,
let's go.

(GROANING)

Hey! That's it!
That thing I told you about!

Don't kill him.
Let's capture him.

(GROWLING)

MURKLAND: But he's
getting away, Colonel!

I'll wing him!
Tom, I got it.

(GUN FIRING)

(GRUNTING)

Where did he go?

All right, men.
Spread out and surround him.

SOLDIER 1: Where is he?

(ROARS)

(ROARS)
Oh, my God!

Let's get
out of here.

Out of my way!

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

(ROARS)

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(ROARS)

(ROARS)
What is that?

SOLDIER: I don't know,
but we better button up.

(ROARS)

He just bent
the tube. Flatten him, run him down.

(GROWLING)

(ROARS)

SOLDIER 1: Give it more gas.
SOLDIER 2: I'm trying, I'm trying.

(ROARS)

SOLDIER 1: This can't
be happening. SOLDIER 2: Well, it is.

(ROARS)

(GROWLS)

(ROARS)

We've lost the
transmission.

SOLDIER 1: We're powerless!
SOLDIER 2: Yeah, tell me about it!

Well, there he goes.

All dressed up
for his court-martial.

I wonder what he'll get.

ANDERSON: Well it won't
be a division, I can tell you that.

You can go home,
Lieutenant.

(GASPING) You mean, now?

Yes, ma'am.
Oh!

Take a week at least
to recuperate at home.

And come in for
a checkup before you report back to duty.

What about you, Major?

Whatever my own
court-martial decides.

Perhaps they'll
allow me to resign.

I hope so.

You can tell your friend
he was right.

About the body's metabolic
rate being the key.

It led us to the antidote
that got you through this.

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