Hulk Page #3

BETTY:
Bruce?

There was some sort of explosion.

They wouldn't let us

into the building.

l was worried about you.

BRUCE:
l'm okay.

What happened to you last night?

l had the most vivid dream.

lt was like being born.

Coming up for air.

Light hitting my face. Screaming.

My heartbeat was like...

boom...

boom...

boom.

Were you at the lab?

No.

But something....

And there was that man.

The one with the dogs.

Who?

That new janitor.

He said he was my father.

[Banging on door]

l'll get it.

[Mouthing] My father.

ROSS:
My, my.

So this is the young Bruce Banner.

Krenzler.

l think you left something

in your lab last night.

ROSS:
Mitchell.

Escort my daughter outside.

I'll join her shortly.

-l'd rather stay here.

-Now, Betty.

lt's okay. l'll be fine.

ROSS:
Keep him under observation.

l'll be back.

-What?

-Your friend in there...

there's a good chance

he's caught up in some bad business.

Unfinished business.

l promise you, l'm going to

get to the bottom of it.

You have my word

l'll make sure he's cared for.

But as of right now,

he's incommunicado.

For the next few days at least...

you're going to stay away from here,

for your own good.

[Solemn instrumental music]

And that's for the new guy

on the night shift?

Great. Thank you. l appreciate it.

[Dog barking]

How unexpected. Please, come in.

BETTY:
l'm sorry to show up

at your house like this.

I came to ask you something...

that l really have

no business asking.

He told you?

BETTY:
He said you talked to him.

Please, sit down.

Bruce was at the lab last night.

He said that you were there, too,

but he can't remember much about it.

I need to find out what happened.

So you want to know

what's wrong with him.

So you can fix him.

Cure him. Change him.

My father's with the military.

He thinks he's involved in some

kind of threat to national security.

Your father, Ross.

You brought your father

down upon his head.

How little you understand,

Miss Ross.

And how dangerous

your ignorance has become.

BETTY:
l'm sorry?

BANNER:
Don't be sorry.

My son is...unique.

That's why you can't relate to him.

And because he is unique...

the world will not tolerate

his existence, will they?

But you...

you try, don't you?

And a very beautiful woman

like you...

your attentions...

can't be completely unwanted...

can they?

No.

Not with eyes like yours...

watching expectantly, lovingly.

But l'm afraid

we're both too late to help him.

There's nothing l can do for him,

or for you.

Besides...

he's made it clear

he wants nothing to do with me.

His choice.

Now if you'll excuse me, Miss Ross,

I have some work to do.

And don't worry about the dogs.

You'll be fine.

Just don't look them in the eyes.

Goodbye.

ROSS:
He gets released, and a month later

your lab is destroyed.

What a coincidence.

So, you're just not gonna tell me

where he is, are you?

BRUCE:
How many times must l tell you...

I want to help you,

but I don't know.

ROSS:
You know who l am, right, Banner?

You're Betty's father,

a high-ranking general.

ROSS:
Let's cut the crap.

l'm the guy

who had your father tossed away.

l'll do the same with you if l feel

so disposed, you understand?

lf you had him tossed away,

why ask me? l don't remember.

l was always told

my father was dead.

Don't play with me!

You were four years old

when you saw it!

When l saw what?

You were right there!

Who could forget a thing like that?

What?

Some more repressed memories.

Just tell me.

l'm sorry, son.

You're an even more screwed-up mess

than l thought you'd be.

Till we get to the bottom of this...

your lab has been declared

a top-secret military site...

and you won't get security clearance

to get back into it...

or any other lab that's doing

anything more interesting than...

trying to figure out the next

generation of herbal hair gel.

And one more thing:

lf you ever come

within a thousand yards...

of my daughter again...

l'll put you away

for the rest of your natural life.

[Tense instrumental music]

[Dogs barking]

BANNER:
Dogs?

[Dogs barking viciously]

Go!

Go get her!

And let nothing stand in your way!

[Eerie instrumental music]

[Phone ringing]

[Phone continues ringing]

BRUCE:
Hello?

BANNER:
Bruce?

So, they think they can just

throw you away, as they did me.

[Suspenseful instrumental music]

What's wrong with me?

What did you do to me?

BANNER:
I had a visit today.

A very unwelcome visit.

I'm afraid my hand is being forced.

What did you do to me?

BANNER:
You so much want to know,

don't you?

But no explanation will serve you

half as well as experience.

ln any case, l still don't

quite understand it myself.

lf they'd only let me work in peace.

But, of course, my betters

would have none of that.

BRUCE:
So you experimented on yourself,

didn't you?

And passed on to me, what?

BANNER:
An alteration. Genetic.

A deformity,

l guess you could call it that.

But an amazing strength, too.

And now, finally unleashed,

l can harvest it.

BRUCE:
No.

You'll do no such thing.

l'll isolate it and treat myself.

l'll remove it and kill it

before it does any real harm.

l bet you and your Betty

would love to destroy it.

But would you really destroy

part of yourself?

l don't think so.

And as for Betty...

l'm sending her a surprise visit

from my four-legged friends.

You see, l've managed to culture

some of your very own DNA, Bruce...

and the results are tremendous.

They're unstable, but very powerful.

What about my DNA?

BANNER:
Let's just wait and see

what Betty makes of the result.

No. You're crazy. l won't let you.

Get your hands off me!

lnside, a**hole!

l want to talk to you.

BRUCE:
My father's going after Betty.

Do you think you can go

behind my back...

and get Ross to cut me out?

Listen to me! Betty's in trouble!

[Bruce groaning]

You pathetic freak.

BRUCE:
Betty's in danger, l swear to you.

lf l can state the obvious,

something tells me...

you aren't in much of a position to

be making stupid threats to anyone.

[Bruce groaning]

BRUCE:
Talbot.

TALBOT:
Yeah?

-You're making me angry.

-Am l?

[Knuckles cracking]

[Talbot panting]

[Eerie instrumental music]

[Hulk grunts]

[Dramatic instrumental music]

[Hulk roaring]

MlLlTARY OFFlCER: Open fire!

[Hulk groaning]

[Car alarm blaring]

[Military officer groans]

[Thumping]

[Suspenseful instrumental music]

[Dramatic instrumental music]

[Gentle instrumental music]

[Whispering] Bruce?

[Bushes rustling]

[Dogs growling ferociously]

[Dramatic instrumental music]

[Growling]

[Dogs barking]

[Dog yelps]

[Dogs continue growling]

[Betty screams]

[Dog whining]

[Hulk grunts]

[Engine starting]

[Dogs barking and growling]

[Yelling]

[Snarling]

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

[Dogs growling]

[Screams]

[Growling]

[Roaring]

[Growling]

[Hulk roars]

[Betty screams]

[Hulk breathing heavily]

[Gentle instrumental music]

[Bruce panting]

BRUCE:
He sent his dogs, didn't he?

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