Hulk Page #3

-lt's not what we're doing here.

We're doing the basic science

for everyone.

You know, someday l'm gonna

write a book and l'm gonna call it:

''When Stupid ldeals Happen

to Smart Penniless Scientists.''

ln the meantime, Bruce,

you will be hearing from me.

[Ominous instrumental music]

-About Glenn.

-There's nothing to talk about.

l just wanted to say,

don't worry about him.

l'll handle it.

How?

l'm gonna call my father.

Ask him to exert some pressure.

Last l heard, you and your father

weren't speaking.

l guess now l have something

to talk with him about.

HARPER:
I think this circuit's fried.

I don't know.

Maybe you want to

come take a look at it.

Okay, I'll be right there.

[Harper yells]

[Harper panting]

[Machine whirring]

The gamma's too high!

Bruce, l can't stop it!

Harper, get out!

Get out!

[Machine whirring loudly]

[Door opening]

-How's Harper?

-He's all right.

You saved him.

l don't think he's coming back

to the lab for a while, though.

l don't understand

how this is possible.

You should be dead.

They worked.

The nanomeds.

l feel great. l feel like...

l don't know,

they must have fixed me.

They've killed everything else

that they've come in contact with.

Are you sure the doctor checked--

The doctor gave me the full workup.

He wants to know

where he can get what l'm taking.

l'm 100%.

More.

-What do you mean?

-Remember my bad knee?

Now it's my good knee.

Bruce, this isn't funny.

l was watching you.

You were gonna die and l was gonna

have to watch you die.

l'm sorry.

Really.

l am not gonna explode, okay?

[Sobbing] Yeah.

BRUCE:
You should get some rest.

l'm fine, really.

l've never felt better.

[Soft instrumental music]

[Eerie instrumental music]

[Soft instrumental music]

[Dog whimpering]

Your name is not Krenzler.

lt's Banner.

BRUCE:
What?

BANNER:
Your name. lt's Banner.

Bruce Banner.

BRUCE:
How did you get in here?

BANNER:
l work here now.

ln the labs. The late shift.

lt keeps me close to you.

You always work so late yourself

with your friend, Miss Ross.

No, please. Let me.

You're not well.

You've had a terrible accident.

You're wondering why

you're still alive.

You're thinking

there's something inside.

Something different.

lnexplicable.

l can help you understand,

if you let me.

lf you'll...

forgive me.

Look, mister...

l'm sure l have nothing

to forgive you for...

so perhaps you should leave now.

l'll be fine.

BANNER:
You must know.

You may not want to believe it,

but l can see it...

in your eyes.

So much like your mother's.

Of course you're my flesh

and blood...

but then you're something else, too,

aren't you?

My physical son...

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