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Chris.

David. David.

David, I told you not to take so much time

trying to make things perfect.

There was a spot.

We all want you to keep this job, David,

but you've got to listen.

Now, pick up. Our shift's almost over.

David, how do you feel about sugar?

My wife gave me this whole

extra portion of carrot cake.

It's her carrot cake. I couldn't eat it.

I'm offering it to you.

Now, please don't tell me

that you're on a diet.

No. Thank you, but my hands are full.

All right. There you are.

- David, good night. Have a good weekend.

- Thank you, Dr Pratt.

Thanks, Bill.

Bye, John.

I don't see your new thermos, David.

Did you forget it?

- Thanks, Betty.

- David, your ID, please.

David Bellamy's using

the south exit tonight, Tom.

Got it.

I'm sorry. You OK?

- Are you all right, sweetie? He's OK.

- Bye, now.

OK, honey?

- Hi, David.

- Hi.

OK.

OK.

100, 200, 300 and ten.

Looks like quite a Friday night, David.

No, I save it.

Don't save too much.

You gotta have some fun, too.

Movies.

Movies and popcorn.

I know. The American Dream. I know.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Could you spare some change?

- I'm sorry, I can't.

- Why not?

Because you look like you could get a job.

Yeah. Well, thanks anyway.

Wait.

Wait.

Maybe I could help.

Why should I get a job when you have one?

- It's payday.

- Don't. Don't do this.

Hold it down down there!

I'm calling the cops!

- I'll count the money.

- Forget it. Here's 50.

- What do you mean, 50?

- Decoy money. All you did was...

I planned this, you pinheads. If it wasn't

for me, you two would still be out...

Freeze! You got no place to go.

Put your hands behind your head now!

Thanks,Jim.

Wait a minute, David.

You didn't forget

that thermos again, did you?

David, how did you like that carrot cake?

Well, it was real good, Dr Pratt.

I couldn't taste the carrots.

Betty, secure that accelerator door, please.

David Bellamy's using

the south exit tonight, Tom.

Thymine, cytosine, adenine,

thymine, adenine, guanine.

- Terminate. End of sequence.

- No.

It's adenine, not thymine.

A-C-A-T-A-G.

Yeah. That much I'm sure.

- You're killing me.

- You're out of practice.

Always too busy to play.

- Not anymore.

- I've heard that before.

Well, this time it's true.

We're killing this proposal in committee

and then we adjourn.

Confidentially, the strike force is dead...

and I'm free.

When do I start to win?

Later, Aaron. Later we'll both win.

Adenine, cytosine, adenine,

thymine, adenine, guanine.

That's wrong.

Terminate. End of sequence.

Jasmin.

You better put this on.

Someplace in my life

should be private, Kasha.

Does a friend need permission?

You didn't tell us you were going away,

Jasmin. Are you coming back?

I have served, Kasha. I have served.

- Why do you hurt her?

- To remind her. Just to remind her.

How long has it been since you felt real pain?

Have you forgotten what this man can do?

He's an inventor.

I have served.

You think of this as an occupation?

You have served what, a handful of years?

- Since I was 14.

- It is our lives we owe. Our lifetimes.

We have three envelopes for you.

This one is your money.

Count it later. There's a bonus.

This one is your next job.

I know what you're thinking.

Once on the job, you will play the chameleon,

your favorite role, and disappear from us.

Look at this one first.

Your sister Bella has weakened also.

She tried to leave us, too.

Now she faces death.

It's not my rule.

There is a new leader of our section.

Ashenko is the name.

Ashenko says that she must die. I say no.

She will buy us something valuable,

she will buy us this job,

buy Jasmin, the best.

Simple theft of information.

This man's experiments

from this place.

We have a floor plan.

We know where the records are kept.

There is very, very tight security.

Help us, Jasmin. For the cause we pray for.

I don't know what you pray for

anymore, Kasha.

And you? Do you pray for survival?

Do you pray for your sister's life?

Do this job and your prayers are answered.

- Don't dismount. I'm not quite finished.

- Dismount? Sounds like I'm in the cavalry.

Not exactly.

There's more worry in the eyes

than usual. Where are you?

Ronnie.

Ronnie, what is it?

- It's a mystery.

- I'm good at mysteries.

- You always skip to the end.

- To check my guess, which is usually right.

All right.

It's the middle of the night.

Somebody walks through a high-security

facility without being noticed.

Moves through time-locked doors.

Enters my lab, enters my computer

and my formulas, and changes them.

But this somebody

is helping me, Amy. Guiding me.

Figure that one out.

- Did you tell security?

- Would you?

No way. You say this person's helping you?

Every step of the way.

Like an invisible partner.

Got it.

Ronnie, it's a ghost.

Thymine, cytosine, guanine, guanine.

Intron ending. Splice site complete.

Exon beginning.

Yes.

Adenine, cytosine, adenine,

thymine, adenine, guanine.

Terminate. Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you?

I don't exist. I don't exist.

I don't exist.

- Hairdresser?

- No.

- Stewardess?

- No.

I'm a licensed contractor, I swear to God.

What do you do?

You guess.

- I figured you for a cop.

- Good. Well, close.

I'm a security guard at the government lab.

That place. What does go on out there?

I don't know. A bunch of eggheads

with expensive toys, you know.

Now, that guy, he's a cop.

Think so?

Bet you the next round.

I'll be back in a minute.

Can't wait.

David, with you cleaning up in here,

he'll never come tonight.

You. Who are you?

- A friend.

- Why do you come here in this way?

I have no choice.

What is it that you want?

David, tell me something.

Something to keep me from calling security.

Banner. My name is...

Banner. Of course.

Dr David Banner. Princeton, Stanford.

Amy was right. It's a ghost.

Much worse than that.

This is going to be good.

I was this far 12 years ago.

I thought I knew so much.

- You were one of the pioneers.

- I was impatient.

I read all of your papers on everything.

Developmental growth factors.

Molecular genetics. Cryogenics.

Even then you were chasing the healing

powers, but I was after the extra strength,

the superhuman strength that all humans

are capable of during moments of danger.

I read all of your papers, too.

You were the first to use radiation.

But I moved too fast.

I experimented on myself, and...

And now you have that strength?

Now I have a mutation

near the rage center of my brain.

During moments of anger or fear,

it secretes a hormone,

and I become a mutant thing,

a beast, until that rage ends.

The world thinks that I'm dead.

They also think this creature inside of me is

a murderer, and they may someday be right.

It's not human.

Maybe it's what we were

before we became human.

Maybe it's the worst in us.

I never see it.

My conscious mind stops.

I can't control it.

But do you know what comes next?

Me. I am your experiment.

I am the strength and the healing.

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