The Death Of The Incredible Hulk Page #2

I can tear down a brick wall, but I can also

mend bone and flesh in hours, minutes.

David, are you telling me

this creature cannot die?

If the damage were

catastrophic, maybe. Maybe.

But I have seen lacerations close in seconds.

Bullet wounds heal. I don't even have a scar.

That's incredible. It's almost immortal.

Incredible, yes. An incredible nightmare.

And I wanna destroy it, be human again.

I must see it, David. Study it.

- Impossible. He would destroy this place.

- What if I could contain it?

Turn its strength back against it,

like a force field. I could do that here.

- I can't take that responsibility.

- I will.

No!

I can't let him out.

You don't understand.

For years, I have tried to control him,

to maintain...

David, please.

There is a chance that

I can rid you of this thing.

A chance.

Now, isn't that what

you've been chasing all these years?

But with your help, I can change

the way we heal ourselves.

I can save lives, David.

But I must study this thing.

I must see it.

David, test it now.

This device will make the incision and release

the tranquilizer. It won't hurt very much.

It's triggered now.

lfl need to, I can put you out.

Please be ready to escape if l...

- We'll be ready.

- Don't worry.

David, begin.

- God bless you, son.

- God bless us all.

David, don't resist.

My Lord.

Now, Amy.

Now.

- Pictures of the wound. Ready?

- Ready.

It's amazing. It's amazing.

I've never seen it before.

I have the size and the weight here.

The strength, it was incredible.

I was able to measure...

I still say it's human, David. It's part of you.

Is it?

Dr Carbino, you cannot give me

a gun and no ammunition.

I need the radioactive isotopes to continue

my experiments. I keep very good records.

Your records are fine. It's the direction

of your research we're here to discuss.

The direction is toward

the power of self-healing

as released by genetic manipulation.

It has always been so.

But you've uncovered evidence

that that manipulation

could reshape human beings,

emphasize certain characteristics.

I know what you're driving at.

The Pentagon is full of people like Mr Crane.

They call genetic research

the search for the perfect soldier.

Manipulating the genetic code

to produce warriors.

What's wrong with searching,

and getting there before anyone else?

Because I'll tell you

what the perfect soldier is.

The perfect soldier is a man

who sits around dreaming of coming home,

who writes his girlfriend because he has

nothing to do because there's no more war.

Because we've healed the species.

Healed it of hatred and disease and greed.

The perfect soldier hangs up a sign

and goes fishing because he's out of work.

That's your perfect soldier!

Well, did you give them what for?

They're going to close me down, Amy.

We have to act fast.

Hello, David.

Do you like working outside today?

I like the weather. Inside, there isn't any.

Excuse me a minute.

We've got some shrubbery like this at home...

They'll shut me down soon, David.

We have isotopes enough for one try.

- Is there time?

- Tomorrow.

Tomorrow night you'll be free if it works.

You'll be only human again, David.

And I'll have advanced my research

by one great leap.

Free of him forever. It's hard to imagine.

- Dr Pratt.

- Betty.

- David.

- Hi, Betty.

- I am sorry.

- It's OK.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

I give up. Don't you wish clothes

would come in food colors?

You know you're gonna spill something. I'd

like a marinara-sauce dress, a mustard skirt.

- Red wine slacks.

- No.

I gave up red wine

as soon as I got white carpeting.

If a guest brings over red wine,

I say leave it outside the door. Bye.

What do I owe you?

She took my uniform by mistake.

Miss!

Sorry.

We haven't discussed the dangers, David.

You know the risks better than anyone.

All the risks are worth it.

- Including death?

- Yes.

Well, if something should happen...

My only family is you and Amy.

There's no one else.

I feel like we've both sneaked into

the high-school chemistry lab.

I made a stink bomb once.

Cleared out the whole school.

What a wonderful fiasco. The whole school.

My friends kept my secret,

but forever more they called me Stinky.

Stinky!

Now slow your pulse

as much as you can, David.

Count, chant. Do whatever you do.

I usually hum.

We go in three minutes.

The dosage will build slowly.

I'll be monitoring.

You may lose consciousness, David.

The whole procedure will take 12 minutes.

- Are you ready?

- Ready.

This is go.

- You're supposed to be on the south door.

- I am.

You take so many breaks.

Betty? Betty?

Betty? Who relieved you?

- Who's on the south door?

- Betty Kyle. Who you think, Tom?

- How'd you get there so fast?

- Did you drink your dinner?

Betty? Betty?

- Betty?

- What?

Don't worry. You'll wake up in about an hour.

- Close that door. Leave here now.

- You're not supposed be here.

Betty, out of here. This is dangerous.

You don't understand.

Betty, what are you doing?

- David, I have to cut the power.

- Please, no!

I have to.

What are you doing, Betty?

Get away from those files.

Alarm in medical research. Code two.

We're on emergency power here.

- What's going on?

- He's got Dr Pratt!

Hold your fire. Don't hit the doctor.

Let him get a little closer.

Code four, red alert.

Location 2489. Repeat, 24...

- Ronnie?

- He's in a deep coma, Mrs Pratt.

Ronnie, they say you can't hear me,

but I know you.

You could always close out the world

when you wanted to.

You'd just blur your eyes

and make everybody go away.

And then you'd travel through your thoughts

until the right words bring you back.

Like...

Ronnie, take my hand.

Ronnie, will you rub my back?

You'll let me know

when I find the right words.

Won't you, dear?

We have to talk to you, Mrs Pratt.

I'm Agent Shoup. This is Luanne Cole.

Will you run the tape?

The rest was lost in the fire.

Do you know this man?

I've seen him. David something.

- David Bellamy. One of three infiltrators.

- Three?

One was a female posing as a guard.

And David Bellamy,

who's been posing as a maintenance man.

For three months.

God knows what secrets he's passed on.

- To whom?

- We don't know.

The third was some giant

if I can believe the descriptions.

Mrs Pratt, what can you tell us about

the experiment, about what went on?

It was dangerous, my husband said,

because of the radiation.

He wants no assistance

when an experiment is dangerous.

Is that all you can tell us?

I want to go home now.

This is useless! These discs

mean nothing to us without the others!

- How could you leave them?

- The place was exploding. This monster...

Yes, a monster, of course!

Well, don't blame me, Jasmin!

Don't blame me for

what you have brought on yourself!

Zed, you have three minutes with her!

Leave her alive.

Three minutes is all he needs, Jasmin.

Damn you, Kasha. You're only blaming me

for your own benefit! I am your scapegoat!

Watch him, Jasmin. He's an artist.

He's choosing his instruments.

He's very creative.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes