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peacefully...

and before he

puts me away forever...

that he would let me see my son...

for one last time.

Could you do that for me?

lt's out of my father's hands now.

l understand. He's a puppet now.

BANNER:
l don't blame him.

BETTY:
You shouldn't.

You should blame yourself

for what you've done to your son.

And what have l done to my son,

Miss Ross? Nothing.

l tried to improve

on the limits in myself.

Myself, not him.

Can you understand?

To improve on nature. My nature.

Knowledge of oneself.

lt's the only path to the truth...

that gives men the power

to go beyond God's boundaries.

You know what's beyond

your boundaries? Other people.

All you've given Bruce is fear.

A fear of life.

Fear?

Perhaps, Miss Ross.

And loneliness, too.

Yes.

l feel them both.

But l have lived...

completely once.

I was so much in love.

And she so much wanted a baby...

my baby.

I could tell from the moment

she conceived...

that it wasn't a son

I had given her...

but something else.

A monster, maybe.

I should have put a stop to it

right then...

but I was curious...

and that was my downfall.

And as I watched

this tiny life unfold...

l began to imagine

the horror of it...

and my curiosity was replaced...

with compassion.

But they took away

my chance to cure him.

Your father threw me out.

[Edith shouting]

I remember that day so well...

every moment, every sensation.

Walking into the house...

the feeling of the handle

of the knife in my hand.

I knew I was doing

a father's work...

fulfilling a father's mercy.

EDlTH:
David, please stop it! No!

David, talk to me!

But then she surprised me.

[Edith screaming]

BANNER:
It was as if...

she and the knife...

merged.

[Melancholy vocal music]

EDlTH:
Go!

BANNER:
You cannot imagine...

the unbearable finality of it.

And in that one moment...

I took everything

that was dear to me...

and transformed it...

into nothing more than a memory.

[Tense instrumental music]

Bingo! That must be some

jumbo nightmare he just had.

[Beeping]

Do it now.

Start the enzyme extraction.

[Drilling]

Sir, negative on drill penetration.

Damn it, drill him harder.

Give me full RPMs. Come on.

[Drilling continues]

[Dramatic instrumental music]

TECHNlClAN:
Should l neutralize?

TALBOT:
No!

l can't do anything with goop.

Come on!

All right, put him to sleep.

[Typing]

TECHNlClAN:
lt's not stopping him!

Ready room, send in our

containment team, non-lethals only.

l repeat, non-lethals only.

l must have a sample of him.

FEMALE AlDE:
Sir!

Jesus.

TALBOT:
Use the foam.

TECHNlClAN:
Deploy containment foam.

Talbot, talk to me.

FEMALE AlDE:
Cease fire!

Under control, General.

l'll let you know if we need you.

Unacceptable. Unseat your asses

down there immediately.

l want a full evacuation now.

l'm shutting you down.

Lock down.

-Didn't you hear the General?

-l said lock down!

[Dramatic instrumental music]

Clear! l need a sample of him!

All right,

take it easy there, buddy.

This might give you

a bit of a sting here, Bruce.

TEAM LEADER:
Fall back!

TALBOT:
Clear your weapon!

Give me the M2.

So long, big boy.

TEAM LEADER:
Clear!

[Yelling]

Lock down

the entire facility immediately.

OLlVER:
Target still moving

towards blue level.

Evacuate the main hall.

[People shouting]

Send in backup, heavy weapons.

lssue general quarters.

[Soldiers shouting]

Contamination, sir.

System readings are redline.

TECHNlClAN:
Stand by

for backup power supply.

lncoming!

[Hulk roaring]

ROSS:
Shut down power to the main hall.

ORTEGO:
Sir?

Show him the way out.

We'll fight him outside.

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

[Soft instrumental music]

[Bell chiming]

[Hulk grunting]

[Wind howling]

[Hulk grunts]

[Bombs exploding]

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

Driver, stop.

TANK COMMANDER:
Gunner! Traverse right!

[Yelling]

[Roaring]

[Soldier yelling orders]

[Soft instrumental music]

Mr. President,

l have some bad news, sir.

Let's have it, General.

l've briefed the President

on Angry Man.

l assume that's what this is about.

ROSS:
lt is, ma'am.

I'm requesting a National

Command Authority override.

Angry Man is unsecure.

l need everything we have

at my disposal to stop his movement.

You're expecting

civilian casualties, General?

Not if l can help it, ma'am.

Consider it done. Keep us posted.

[Euphoric instrumental music]

[Ethereal vocal music]

[Beeping]

Contact Goodman Control.

Patch data to the assets.

Contact HQ.

Have them initiate

an immediate evacuation...

in the vicinity

of grid coordinates 6-5....

[Rhythmic instrumental music]

Confirm that the area

has been cleared.

TECHNlClAN:
Confirm area cleared.

HQ confirms area cleared.

Assets on-line, sir.

ROSS:
Gentlemen, it's time to dig in.

I want this target

stopped in his tracks.

[Gentle instrumental music]

[Dramatic instrumental music]

Jesus.

TANGO-4:
Mayday!

Sh*t!

TANGO-1 :
Tango-4 is down.

Have C-SAR respond to our 20 now.

TANGO-4:
Get him off us

before he tears us apart!

TANGO-1 :
I've got no shot!

You have a line of fire?

ROSS:
Watch it, Tango.

TANGO-1 :
Break left!

TANGO-1 :
Tango-3, pull back

and set up for a Hellfire shot.

ROSS:
Hold your fire

until we draw him off.

TANGO-1 :
Tango-1 is hot.

TANGO-2:
Roger. Going hot. Guns ready.

[lntense instrumental music]

ROSS:
Engage at will.

[Hulk growling]

TANGO-1 :
Tango-1, pull back! Clear my line!

TANGO-2:
Tango-flight, clear.

I have him painted for Hellfire.

Tango-1 clear. Take the shot.

TANGO-2:
Tango-1, Tango-3, I have contact.

TANGO-3:
Holy sh*t! He's got my missile!

Mayday!

Mayday! We're hit! We're going down!

ROSS:
Give me a head count.

TANGO-3:
Tango-3--

Our kite's busted up,

but we're okay.

ROSS:
Tango-flight,

you have eyes on the target?

TANGO-1 :
Tango-1, I have him in the rocks.

ROSS:
Salvo all.

Turn it into a parking lot.

[Dramatic instrumental music]

TANGO-1 :
T-bolt, your parking lot is ready.

We're bingo for fuel and ammo. RTB.

[Boulders rumbling]

FEMALE OFFlClAL:
T-bolt.

Be advised, target not destroyed.

He's on the move again.

Damn!

l've got it.

lt appears he's heading home.

Launch fast movers.

Have them intercept and engage.

[Cell phone ringing]

-Hello?

-Betty, Bruce got out.

He's headed your way,

probably right for you.

How far from the base are you?

l'm already here.

They're taking his father in now.

ROSS:
That's all good news.

Stay there, Betty.

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

F-22 PlLOT 1 :
Legend-1 rolling in hot.

Legend-2 breaking left.

F-22 PlLOT 2:
I think I can come

back around for a gun attack.

ROSS:
Acquire a clear target.

Fire at will.

F-22 PlLOT 1 :
Increase altitude.

Civilian aircraft in vicinity.

Pull up!

You're headed for the bridge!

[Yelling]

F-22 PlLOT 2:
I can't pull up!

You got him. Take him

on a ride to the top of the world.

Let's see what the thin air

will do for him.

F-22 PlLOT 2:
Initiating afterburn.

[Dramatic instrumental music]

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