Hulk

Bruce Banner:
You found me!

Betty Ross:
You weren't that hard to find.

Bruce Banner:
...yes, I was.

Ross:
Salvo 1, turn it into a parking lot.

Bruce Banner:
You're making me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

Bruce Banner:
I should have killed you.

Dr. David Banner:
I should have killed you.

Bruce Banner:
I wish you had.

Betty Ross:
All you've given Bruce is fear. Fear of life.

Father:
Fear. Perhaps, Miss Ross. And loneliness, too. Yes. I feel them both. But I 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, I 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. 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... but then she surprised me. It was as if she and the knife merged. 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.

Dr. David Banner:
We're going to have to watch that temper of yours.

Bruce Banner:
Talbot?

Talbot:
Yeah?

Bruce Banner:
You're making me angry.

Talbot:
Oh, am I?

Talbot:
You and I have never had the chance to get to know each other properly.

Bruce Banner:
Well, that's because I don't want to get to know you. Properly or improperly.

Talbot:
Bad science, maybe, but personally gratifying.

Bruce Banner:
You want to go to the review board on Monday and tell them we have developed a brand new method for exploding frogs?

Father:
Stop your bawling, you weak little speck of human trash.

Bruce Banner:
He wanted me to change into that mindless 'hulk'.

Bruce Banner:
But you know what scares me the most? When I can't fight it anymore, when it takes over, when I totally lose control... I like it.

Bruce Banner:
I never felt better!

Hulk:
LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!

Betty Ross:
We're buried out here in the middle of nowhere. How long are you going to keep him sedated?

General Ross:
For the rest of his natural life, if I have to.

Betty Ross:
You said I could trust you.

General Ross:
I'm your father. You can trust me to do what I think is right, not what you think you want.

Betty Ross:
He is a human being.

General Ross:
Well, he is also something else. Suppose he gets out, has one of his little mood swings in a populated area.

Betty Ross:
Yes, I'm aware of the potential danger. I'm also aware that he saved my life.

General Ross:
Yeah, from a mutant French poodle. I'm indebted to him for that. He also put three men in a hospital and Talbot's barely walking! I mean, what do you want me to do?!

Betty Ross:
I want you to help him! Why is he such a threat to you?

General Ross:
Because I know what he comes from! He is his father's son, every last molecule of him! He says he doesn't know his father, but he's working in the same exact goddamn field his father did! So, either he's lying or it's something worse, that he's-

Betty Ross:
What? Predestined to follow on his father's footsteps?

General Ross:
I was going to say "damned".

Betty Ross:
Of course you were, but I'm a scientist. As a scientist, I believe we can figure this out and he can be helped.

General Ross:
I know you do. Whether you know or care, I've got a lot of pride in what you've done, but this is too big for you.

Betty Ross:
Look, I know the government thinks they have a weapon on their hands, otherwise he'd be dead by now. They can probe and prod all they want. In the meanwhile, just let me try to help him. Nobody knows him better than I do. What did David Banner do to him?

David Banner:
My dear Miss Ross. Welcome back.

Betty Ross:
There are two guards right outside.

David Banner:
You don't have to worry. I'm not angry with you. Not anymore.

Betty Ross:
What do you want?

David Banner:
It's over for me now. I know that. And soon, it'll be over for Bruce. That's why I've come to you. To ask you if you could persuade your father, as a man, as a father himself, that if I turn myself in now, 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?

Betty Ross:
It's out of my father's hands now.

David Banner:
I understand. He's a puppet now. I don't blame him.

Betty Ross:
You shouldn't. You should blame yourself for what you've done to your son.

David Banner:
And what have I done to my son, Miss Ross? Nothing. I tried to improve on the limits in myself. Myself, not him! Can you understand? To improve on nature, my nature, knowledge of oneself! It's the only path to the truth, that give men the power to go beyond God's boundaries!

Betty Ross:
You know what's beyond your boundaries? Other people. All you've given Bruce is fear. Fear of life.

Bruce Banner:
I should have killed you.

David Banner:
Yeah? I should have killed you.

Bruce Banner:
I wish you had. I saw her last night. Saw her face. Brown hair, brown eyes. She smiled at me. She reached down and kissed my cheek. I can almost remember a smell. It was like desert flowers.

David Banner:
Her favorite perfume.

Bruce Banner:
It was my mother, and I don't even know her name.

David Banner:
It's alright, son. Go ahead and cry. Go ahead and cry. Cry. Crying will do you good.

Bruce Banner:
Don't touch me! Maybe, once, you're my father. But, you're not now and you never will be.

David Banner:
Oh, is that so? Well, I've got news for you. I didn't come here to see you. I came here to see my son. My real son. The one inside of you. You're nothing but a superficial shell, a husk of flimsy consciousness ready to be torn off at a moment's notice.

Bruce Banner:
You can think what you like! I don't care, just go!

David Banner:
No, son. Listen to me. I found a cure... for me. My cells can transform, too. Absorb enormous amounts of energy. But, unlike you, they're unstable. Son, I need your strength. I gave you life, now you must give it back to me! Only a million times more radiant, more powerful!

Bruce Banner:
Stop!

David Banner:
"STOP" WHAT? "STOP" WHAT?! Think about all those men out there, in their uniforms! Barking and swallowing orders! Inflicting their petty rule over the entire globe! Think of all the harm they've done! To you! To me! To humanity! And know this, that we can make them, and their flags, and their anthems, and their governments disappear! In a flash! You and me!

Bruce Banner:
I'd rather die!

David Banner:
Oh, that's your answer. And indeed you shall die. And be reborn a hero! Of the kind that walked the Earth long before the pale religions of civilization infected humanity's soul!

Bruce Banner:
GO!

David Banner:
Stop your bawling, you weak little speck of human trash. [David stands up and grabs the cable] I'll go! You just watch me go!

General Ross:
Hit it!

[last lines]

Bruce Banner:
[in Spanish] We need these medicines for the people who live here.

Mugger:
[in Spanish] Who are you to decide what the people need? These people are helping our enemies. And maybe you are too. Take all this. It is the property of the government!

Bruce Banner:
[in Spanish; threateningly] You're making me angry. You wouldn't like me when l'm angry.

[camera zooms out from Bruce's green eyes, fades to green as Hulk's roar is heard, then the screen fades to black, and the credits roll.]

Dr. Bruce Banner/Hulk:
[From commercial] I don't know who I am. I don't know what I'm... becoming. But, I know one thing, for sure, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

Dr. Bruce Banner/Hulk:
[Deleted scene] Death is a kind of forgetting. You see, each time a human cell replicates, it loses a little more DNA from the end of its chromosomes. Now, eventually what happens is, it forgets so much that it forgets its function, its ability to cope with trauma, to continue to reproduce. Okay? Whereas life; life has the ability to both retrieve and to act on memory. What makes the nanomeds so extraordinary and continuing our funding worthy, of course is the fact they are life... unbound. It's beautiful, but it's untenable. Part of life is death, is forgetting and unchecked, it's mutatious, it's monstrous. See, the nanomeds remember their instructions too well. Basically, to stay in balance and alive, we must forget as much as we remember.

Dr. Bruce Banner/Hulk:
I had the most vivd dream. It was like being born, coming up for air, light hitting my face, screaming, my heartbeat was like, BOOM... BOOM... BOOM.

Dr. Bruce Banner/Hulk:
Puny human!

Dr. Bruce Banner/Hulk:
TAKE IT ALL!!!!!

Dr. Betty Ross:
I hate them.

Dr. Betty Ross:
Don't. It's not your fault, really. It's just a byproduct of my inexplicable obsession with emotionally distant men. It'll get over us.

Dr. Betty Ross:
[Deleted scene] The nanomeds, which are essentially little molecular machines remain inert in the body until we activate them with a burst of gamma radiation. Then, they instantly go to work repairing tissues by breaking down damaged cells and by forcing healthy cells to replicate. The problem we've been having involves managing the energy flux created by such rapid cellular activity and the buildup of waste products from the dismantled cells, which have so far let to catastrophic results. In our next round of experiments, we'll be damaging the cells with drastically higher doses of gamma radiation, resulting in more uniform trauma. We hope in this way to better contain their destructive potential. If we do, if we succeed, we may someday realize our goal of near instantaneous bodily repair.

Dr. David Banner:
There's simply no way to shield against every weaponized agent. Instead, I can make super immune systems by strengthening the human cellular response.

Dr. David Banner:
[repeated lines] My Bruce.

Dr. David Banner:
Your name is not Krenzler. It's Banner. Your name. It's Banner. Bruce Banner. Bruce.

Dr. David Banner:
You must know. You may not want to believe it, but I 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, but the child of my mind, too.

Dr. David 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? Yes. 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 I'm afraid we're both too late to help him. There's nothing I 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 'em in the eyes. Goodbye.

Dr. David Banner:
"STOP" WHAT!?! "STOP" WHAT!?!? Think about all those men out there, in their uniforms! Barking and swallowing orders! Inflicting their petty rule over the entire globe! Think of all the harm they've done! To you! To me! To humanity! And know this, that we can make them, and their flags, and their anthems, and their governments disappear! In a flash! You and me!

Dr. David Banner:
Oh, that's your answer. And indeed you shall die. And be reborn a hero! Of the kind that walked Earth long before the pale religions of civilization infected humanity's soul!

General Ross:
He is his father's son, every last molecule of him! He says he doesn't know his father, but he's working in the same exact goddamn field his father did!

Major Glenn Talbot:
All right, I'll cut to the chase. I've been hearing interesting things about what you guys are doing here. Your little molecular machines have some incredible implications. How would you like to come work for Atheon? Get paid ten times as much as you earn now and own a piece of the patents. You just have to say the word.

Major Glenn Talbot:
You know, let me give you a little heads-up. There is a hairsbreadth between friendly offer and hostile takeover. I've done my homework. The work you're doing here is dynamite. Think: GIs embedded with technology that makes them instantly repairable on the battlefield in our sole possession. That's a hell of a business.

Major Glenn Talbot:
You know, someday I'm gonna write a book and I'm gonna call it "When Stupid Ideals Happen To Smart, Penniless Scientists".

Major Glenn Talbot:
You know, for me this is a win-win situation. You turn green, and all these guys come in and kill you and I perform the autopsy. You don't, and I mop the floor with you, and maybe by accident go too far and break your neck. Bad science, maybe, but personally gratifying.

Major Glenn Talbot:
You know, consciously, you may control it, but subconsciously, I bet that's another story.

Major Glenn Talbot:
Lockdown! [Analyst: "Didn't you hear what the general said?!"] I SAID LOCKDOWN!!!