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CROWD: (CHANTING) Tobey! Tobey! Tobey! Tobey!
Let me out of here!
You understand what's happening to Johnny.
I don't know how, but you do.
Isn't that what abnormally aggressive behavior is all about?
You know what I mean, David?
I know exactly what you mean, Doctor.
He's unable to distinguish
the feelings that he should have on the football field
and those that you've unleashed in him.
NARRATOR: Dr. David Banner, physician, scientist.
Searching for a way to tap into the hidden strengths that all humans have.
Then, an accidental overdose of gamma radiation alters his body chemistry.
And now, when David Banner grows angry or outraged,
a startling metamorphosis occurs.
(ROARS)
The creature is driven by rage
and pursued by an investigative reporter.
Mr. McGee, don't make me angry.
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
The creature is wanted for a murder he didn't commit.
David Banner is believed to be dead.
And he must let the world think that he is dead
until he can find a way to control the raging spirit that dwells within him.
(ROARS)
MAN 1: Come on. HAGGERTY: Now, show some hustle.
Show some hustle in here!
MAN 2: Go, team! MAN 3: Go, team!
ALL: Go, team! All right, come on. Let's go. Let's go.
Cool. Cool. Let's go, brother.
Come on, team. Go, team!
Fourteen! Cover! Fourteen! Cover! MAN: Fourteen.
Ready, set.
Cover four. Cover four.
Hut, hut.
(MEN GRUNTING)
Bowers! Bowers!
(WHISTLE BLOWING)
Will somebody call it? Call it out there.
Call it out there when it's a pass. Don't just stand there!
Come on, now. Come on, now, let's go, team!
Get them, now.
ALL: Go, team!
HAGGERTY: Watch your assignments now. Watch your assignments.
Go, team! Go, team!
Come on, Bowers! Come on, let's play! Thirteen!
Fourteen! Fourteen! Bowers, cover the flat.
Set, hut, hut.
Hop to it! Hop to it! Hop to it! Hop to it!
(WHISTLE BLOWING)
What's wrong with you, man? This is just a scrimmage.
What's the matter, old man, game getting too rough for you?
Take it easy, John. Take it easy.
Hey, Tobey, try not to cripple anybody, right?
Remember, these are your teammates. We've only got three quarterbacks.
Doctor, I'd like to speak to you.
Hey, Burnett, have a look at Kurt.
Okay, special units, kicking team, let's go. Let's hustle. Yeah!
Show some hustle. Show some hustle in here.
Come on, now. All right.
Okay, number two, offense. Let's go. Let's go.
Ready on the defense. Hustle out there.
MAN: Thirteen, thirteen, six, hut.
Okay, now, that's gonna hurt for a while, I'm afraid.
Terrific. At least I won't have to play against John Tobey on Sunday.
You okay, old man?
Just great.
I didn't mean to hit you that hard.
Just a scrimmage, Tobey. You weren't supposed to hit at all.
Kurt? Kurt?
What's the matter with him?
Just a couple of cracked ribs.
That could upset him pretty much.
Cracked ribs? You're kidding.
Why'd you hit him so hard, John?
We can't let up this close to the playoffs.
He knows that. Gotta keep the fires stoked.
Kick that ball, Raymond! Kick it!
Come on! Come on!
(WHISTLE BLOWING)
Anybody here?
BYRON ON SPEAKERPHONE: Who is it?
Dr. Stewart, David Burnett. I'm from the Cougars.
I have some reports that you wanted.
Bring them in, please.
All right.
Dr. Stewart?
Just leave them on the desk, please.
(DAVID EXCLAIMING)
Boy, these pictures of John Tobey are enough
to scare off the other teams right out of the league.
Where's Flournoy? He usually brings the reports.
Well, we traded jobs. I wanted the opportunity
of having a chance to speak with you.
Oh, what about?
Your work.
Particularly, the study that you're doing
on aggression in professional football players.
You're not a reporter, are you?
No, no, but I did read all of your earlier books.
I was very impressed.
"The seeds of aggression lie deep in the subconscious mind.
"Aggressive behavior is nothing more than an acting out
"of those subconscious thoughts."
That's very good.
Of course, others have said much the same thing. Waldheim, Marshall, Banner.
Oh, yes, but Banner was talking about strength, not aggression,
the ability to find a well of hidden strength at a moment of crisis.
Perhaps Dr. Banner failed to see
that the source, that hidden well, is the same for both needs.
Perhaps.
Doctor, would you object to a layman sitting in on some of the sessions?
Well, that would be a little unorthodox.
Well, yes, but it's a study. They're not really patients.
Now, perhaps if I could get one to give his permission...
Which player? John Tobey.
Oh, John?
Yeah, we've become pretty friendly. I think that he'd agree.
I see.
All right, Tuesday, 9:00 in the morning.
Thank you, Doctor.
No, I don't mind, David. Besides, I'll be hypnotized.
See that? Uh-huh.
Last championship team this city ever had.
We're gonna be the next.
See that little punk in that picture there?
Yeah.
I was so tough I didn't need pads.
I used to eat quarterbacks for breakfast.
Oh, really? Haven't changed much, have you?
Let's go. June will kill me if we're late for dinner.
My dad got me started when I was a kid.
All his life, he was fascinated with this military stuff.
(IMITATING BRITISH ACCENT) You know, stiff upper lip, hut, hut, hut, and very rigid.
(IMITATING BRITISH ACCENT) Oh, quite, quite, yes.
I spent so much time with these little guys, I forgot to study my anatomy.
Yeah, but it didn't stop you from making three-time All-American, though, huh?
I think you just didn't like to study.
Boy, these almost look real. Must take you days to make one.
Only the officers. I remember my Dad could make one in two days.
June, need some help in there, honey?
No, thanks, babe. Just getting some dessert.
Come on, David, have some dessert.
Stick with these guys, and you'll never have a weight problem.
Yes, I can see that.
Hey, check this out, man,
in The National Register.
"Is John Tobey the hardest-hitting football player in the league,
"or is he just becoming the dirtiest?"
(CHUCKLING)
A little of both, eh, John?
(CHUCKLING)
Come on, Bowers. Don't read that stuff.
Sportswriters, anything to sell newspapers.
Guy spends eight hours with me, and this is all he can come up with to say.
Hey, but, look, John, a little adverse publicity, man, it can help you out.
It can give you the edge on Sunday. You know what I mean?
You know, it'll put something on Kermit Connelly's mind when he drops back for a pass.
You know what I mean?
June?
Come on, man!
Don't go talking about my being called a dirty player with her around.
Look, John, I'm sorry, man. I was just reading an article from the paper.
I didn't mean anything, you know?
Yeah, yeah.
Sit down, David. You don't have to do that.
That's all right. I don't mind.
Here, let me help you there.
Thank you.
I'm sorry, David, about showing my feelings over that stupid article.
Please don't apologize. You had every right.
I've made my share of ice packs
and rubbed liniment on that body too many nights to remember.
That's not the hard part.
You get used to the injuries, the trades, the being too old to play.
(SIGHING)
What bothers me is that article's not completely false.
I know that. John is playing differently.
Well, maybe it's the playoffs. I mean, you know,
it's a championship game... No, it's not that simple.
John Tobey always hit hard. That's what made him great.
But he's changing into someone else.
He's turned mean. He does play dirty.
And that's not the John Tobey I know.
Lousy, stinking cheaters! Lousy, stinking cheaters! Lousy, stinking cheaters!
Why is this so upsetting to you, John? It's only a game of touch.
It was a winning touchdown.
The quarterback was across the line of scrimmage when he threw the pass.
He knew he was. He just won't admit it.
Why won't somebody listen to me?
Just relax now. I'm going to bring you forward now.
You'll begin to return to the present a little bit at a time,
slowly, smoothly,
and, John, you'll remember only what you feel comfortable with.
Yeah.
The key to it all is in what you saw happening today with John Tobey.
He's beginning to re-experience the first moments
of anger and aggression
that have become so much a part of his life.
Now, we have to find some way to convince him of that.
Well, how?
I don't know, but there has to be a way.
I can't get through to him, not like his father could.
I'm losing him, David.
There's nothing tangible I can hold on to.
You're the only other one who cares that something's wrong.
If you don't help us, no one will.
Will you help me, Doctor?
Play tough. Watch the penalties.
We don't wanna have you thrown out again.
I told you, the coach gave explicit orders.
You don't understand.
At least let me call down and talk to Tobey on the field.
Set! Blue 25.
Because of you, John's getting the right kind of help now.
Whatever it is that's wrong, that's troubling you,
I hope you work it out.
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