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Lady, would you like
to just slow down
a little bit, please?

You wanted a ride, didn't you?

DAVID: Look out!

What's happening to you
is temporary amnesia.

DAVID:
Did I have any identification?

This man could be
a very important link
in finding the creature.

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)

Where are you headed?

Well, San Diego, eventually.

Well, hop aboard.
I can haul you
as far as Santa Fe.

Oh, that'd be great.
Thank you.

Is something wrong?

I don't make
a habit of this,
picking up riders,

(SNIFFLING)

But you look all right,
clean-cut, even handsome.

Thank you.

You can't live with them,
and you can't live
without them.

I beg your pardon?

Men, they're all born snakes.

You're in a hurry
to get to Santa Fe?

You might say that.
I'm after my man,

my husband,
Bronc Sanders, southwestern
bull-riding champion.

You're both in rodeo, are you?

Rodeo! Rodeo!
If it wasn't
for the damn rodeo,

Bronc would never have run off
with that no-good...

(SOBBING)

Cute little stunt rider, huh?

Twenty-two years old, huh?

If she's a day under 30,
then I'm Marie Osmond!

Lady, would you like
to just slow down
a little bit, please?

Slow down? Sure!
And let that idiot get
more and more hogtied

by that red-headed home wrecker?

Not on your life!

You ain't never
really been mad, have you?

You ain't never really felt
the bloodlust boiling up
inside of you, have you?

I knew it!
I could see it. Look at you.
You just ain't the type.

Lady, the road!

(STUTTERING)
Miss, you realize, don't you,

that you won't be able
to stop Bronc
and his friend, you know,

if you kill us before
we get to Santa Fe?

"We" ' huh?

Where are you from,
good-looking?

Please, the road.
Lady, the road.

I'm watching. I'm watching.

Now, where are you from?

Oklahoma City.

Oklahoma City?
No kidding?

(WHOOPING)

Hon, that's my hometown!

(WHOOPING)

That's nice.

And here we are
already with just tons
in common with each other.

Now, look, lady.

Lady, you have to stop
or slow down
or let me out.

What are you talking about, hon?

You was hitchhiking, wasn't you?

Yes.

You wanted a ride, didn't you?

Yeah, I did,
but will you listen to...

Look out!

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

Look at that.
Someone's in there.

(ROARING)

It's gonna blow!

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)

She's really hurt.
You better go call
an ambulance.

He must be the hitchhiker
she was talking about.

He's awake, Doctor.

(DAVID GROANING)

Hello. How do you feel?

(DAVID GROANING)

DAVID: (IN RASPY VOICE)
I feel strange.

Where am I?
What happened?

You're at
Saint Monica's Hospital,
Santa Fe, New Mexico.

You were in an automobile
accident yesterday.

Don't you remember the accident?

Yesterday?

No.

(GROANING)

My throat hurts.

Bruised larynx.
Nothing serious.
You're very lucky.

Okay, now, let's try it again.

What is your name?

I don't know.

WOMAN ON PA:
Dr. Sherman, Gyn-Ob.
Dr. Sherman, Gyn-Ob.

WOMAN ON PA:
Dr. Goldstein, 345.
Dr. Goldstein, 345.

(DAVID GROANING)

Now, what's happening
to you is not uncommon.

Concussions, especially
severe ones can sometimes
cause temporary amnesia.

Did...

Did I have any identification?

No, I'm afraid not.
The car burned.

There is a slightly
scorched duffel bag
in the property office.

It's probably yours.

Was there
no name on it,
initials, something?

No.

You're officially listed
as John Doe.

Just a few minutes.
That's all that I ask.

If you're not
a relative, Mr. McGee,

I'm quite sure that
the resident will not want you
speaking with the patient.

This could be
a very important story.

Listen, do you read
The National Register?

Yes, occasionally.

I knew it.
Well, then you know
about the Hulk.

All right, now,
this man, the one
that they brought in here,

could be a very important link
in finding the creature,

and, naturally,
there'd be a lot of publicity

for the person
who helped me find it.

Well, all right, then.

The doctor's with him now.

Now, if he won't let you
speak with him,

at least he may be able
to answer a few
of your questions.

Room 220.

220.

And, Mr. McGee,
that was Phalen.

Phalen.

Edith Phalen.

Edith Phalen.
Thanks, Edith.

(CLEARING THROAT)

Everything's a blank. It's
as if it had all been erased.

I'm sure that
after you've rested
a little bit more,

the pieces
will start fitting together.

It's really frightening, Doctor.

I feel as if I've just been born

right here in this room
when I woke up.

I understand
your disorientation,
but you mustn't give up hope.

There are no set rules
governing amnesia.

Amnesia?

May I help you?

Yeah I'm Jack McGee
from The National Register.

What can I do for you,
Mr. McGee?

Well, I want to talk
to this man if it's
all right with you.

I'm sorry, but I don't think
it's wise at this time.

No, wait, Doctor, please.

I think I know him.

Are you sure?

No, I'm not sure of anything,

but it's a feeling.

It was a flash
of a recognition,
a feeling.

All right.

Okay, just a few minutes,
then, all right?

Yeah. Yeah,
thank you, Doctor.
Thank you very much.

You're a reporter?

Yeah. Yeah,
National Register.

That could be where
you think you know me,
you know?

I used to have a column,
and there was a photograph,
a byline.

You could have read
the column,
seen the pictures,

stick in memory,
subconscious sort of thing.

No, no.

No, I don't think that was it.

Have you seen me before?

It's hard to say,
the way they've got
you rigged up here.

Flash burns and lacerations.
The bandages will come off
in about a week, maybe less.

I interviewed Mrs. Sanders.

She's the one
that was driving the car.
Mrs. Rose Sanders.

All she could remember was
that you mentioned having
just come from Oklahoma City.

That ring a bell?

No, nothing.

I was afraid of that.
That was my tie-in.
That's why I came here.

I'm sorry.
I don't understand.

Oklahoma City. That's
the last place anybody
saw the Hulk, Oklahoma.

Here.

WOMAN ON PA:
Dr. Rodriguez, 334.

There he is.
That's the Hulk.

WOMAN ON PA:
Dr. Rodriguez, 334.

(ROARING)

What is it?
What's the matter?

(ROARING)

Are you remembering something?

The accident I was in,
was it raining?

No, no rain. It was
a perfectly clear day. Why?

Something in my mind,

but it was raining.

Well, that could have been
another time.

You could have seen him
another time
when it was raining.

Could you tell me about that?

They found this on you.

I didn't think
it meant anything,
but maybe it does.

I don't understand.

You were in that car.
You had this on you.
Now, you must know something.

Look closely.
Now, this is very important.

Did the Hulk wreck that car?

(ROARING)

What? What is it?

I don't know.

I just don't...
I don't know.

Doctor, could they take
these bandages off
just for a second

to see if I know this man?

Not at this time.

The lacerations have to be
covered at least a few days
to prevent scarring.

Please, try to remember...

Remember anything at all.

I'm so tired.
I'm getting so tired.

It's the sedative I gave him.

All right, you just lay there
and rest, okay?

Just try and really relax.

Mr. McGee?

Yeah.

Let's go.

Yeah, sure.

WOMAN ON PA:
Dr. Kirsch, 334.
Dr. Kirsch, 334.

Oh. We'll talk again,
if that's all right
with you?

(SIGHING)

Anything to get to the truth.

Traumatic amnesia.
No one really understands it.

A blow to the head,
the brain is jarred severely,

and the memory's gone.

For how long?

Who knows?

A few days, weeks,
years, maybe never.

Well, Doctor,
isn't there some way that
you can jog the memory,

some kind of drug, hypnosis?

Yeah. Well, if you two
really know each other,
maybe that will help.

Oh, there is a doctor
in Los Angeles,

a specialist in the field,
Sidney Brandes.

Now, he's had some successes
with traumatic amnesia.

Well, we'll take him
to Sidney Brandes.

Who's "we" ' Mr. McGee?

My paper.
I'll just call
my editor.

It'll take a little
fancy talking,
but he'll go for it.

Even if this guy
can't help us
find the Hulk,

it's too good a story
to pass up,

so I'll charter a plane.

Wait a minute.

Don't you think you ought
to ask our friend down
the hall about all of this

before you start
chartering planes
and hiring specialists?

Well, Doctor,
if you had a chance
to regain your memory,

what would you do?

WOMAN ON PA:
Dr. Perry, 762.

Well, if I were him,
I suppose I'd have to go.

Right. So will he, Doctor.

I'll be gassing up
in Barstow, Mr. McGee.

That ought to put us into LA
at just about 5:30 p.m.

That is, if this weather front
up here doesn't give us
too much of a problem.

What if it does?

I wouldn't worry about it.

I'll just fly over,
under or around it.

No sweat.
Okay. Thanks, Captain.

About three hours.

It's all happening so quickly.
It's hard to believe
I was just in the hospital.

You're getting along fine.
Even your voice
is getting stronger.

I want to thank you very much
for all you've done.

Oh, it's all right.
Chalk it up to Jack McGee's
good deed for the decade.

Listen, John...

John?

Yeah, well,
I'm sorry. That's...

John Doe is
the only name they had
on your hospital chart.

It's all right.
It's okay. I like it.

At least it gives me
a feeling of being solid.

Yeah. Okay, John,
let's get our situation
straightened out here.

I'm not being entirely
generous about this,
you know.

I don't understand.

Well, if I find the Hulk,
I get my story.

You collect
$10,000 reward money.

(ECHOING) What's wrong?
What's the matter?

What's the matter?
You all right?

Where were you?

(HESITATING)

I'm not sure, Mr. McGee.
I was suddenly...

I saw the controls of a plane,
of a big plane,

and I was flying it, I think.

Well, maybe you were a pilot.

The doctor says
stuff like this
is gonna be happening.

Doors are going to be
closing and opening
in your mind.

And you can drop the "McGee."
Call me Jack. I'm used to it.

Deal, John?

Deal, Jack.

Phoenix Center.
Phoenix Center.

This is Weather Station
Six Bravo. Over.

Go ahead, Six Bravo.
This is Phoenix Center.
Over.

Phoenix Center,
this weather system's slowly
but surely getting bigger

and moving your way.

Altitude reading
now starts at 11,000 feet.

Low inversion center
and high pressure ratio

indicates a building
wind velocity

and electrical disturbance.
Over.

That's a roger,
Weather Station Six Bravo.

We're catching the edges
of your storm at this time,

and we're notifying
air-traffic control
in our area.

Please keep us advised
of further developments.

I'm way ahead of you,
Mr. McGee. I'm trying
to cut around it.

Can't climb on top.
It's too high.

Damn, these things
come out of nowhere
this time of year.

Come on, baby.
Come on.

You guys strap in back there
pretty tight. It's going
to get kind of rough.

I was in the Air Force in Korea,

but I never liked flying,
you know what I mean?

Yeah, I know.

(CRASHING)

What was that?

That one hit us.

Snapped an oil line.

You guys get a hold
of yourselves. I'm going
to try and take it in.

Where?

Anywhere I can.

(BEEPING)

PILOT: Mayday, Mayday.
This is a Mayday.

This is Nora-4-3-7-2-King.

Mayday. Mayday.
This is Nora-4-3-7-2-King.

Mayday. Mayday.

We're breaking out
of the cloud cover.

DAVID: McGee?

(GRUNTING)

McGEE:
I don't believe my luck.

You're a lot luckier
than the pilot.

He's dead?

Yeah.

I don't suppose
he got a message through
before we hit.

I don't know, Jack.
Maybe one mayday,
but that would be at best.

Tell me the truth,
is my leg attached
down there or what?

I think your tibia
may be broken.

You have
a very deep laceration
here in your thigh.

I don't know.
A good possibility
of a compound fracture.

Oh, beautiful.
My cup runneth over.

Speaking of which...

It's purely
for medicinal purposes.

(CHUCKLING)

(GROANING)

Maybe I'll take a rain check.

Suit yourself.

Jack, give me a hand here.

Just hold that right there.
Now, don't press it too hard.

That's it. Hold it
on the wound.

Yeah.
Try and reduce
the bleeding, okay?

Yeah, okay.

What are you going to do now?

Well, now, I'm going
to make your leg a splint.

Oh, good.
You know how?

Yes, I do know how.

Jack, why don't you
just tell me something
about yourself.

For example, what city
are you from, huh?

Oh. Saint Louis.

Tell me
what Saint Louis is like.
Maybe I've been there.

Not much to tell
about Saint Louis.

I haven't been home
for quite a while.

"Home is
where there's love."

That's my old man.
My father had a little saying

for all occasions.

He was honest and hardworking

and a failure
at everything he ever tried.

Failure?

One small-time business
after another.

He was the kind of guy
who was an easy touch.

He'd give anybody
a loan or credit.

Well, maybe he thought
some things in life were
more important than money.

(GROANING)

The two of you
would've gotten along
just fine.

Whoever you are, John Doe,
it is becoming apparent
that you're an idealist.

(SCREAMING)

Sorry, Jack.

(CHUCKLING)

I think you ought
to grab a hold
of something.

That branch behind you,
get a grip on it.

Keep your body stretched out.

Yeah. Better put me
back together again.

You got a hell
of a bedside manner, John.

You suppose
there's a possibility

that you were
some kind of a doctor

before you forgot who you are?

Jack?

(EXCLAIMING)

(McGEE COUGHING)

How are you feeling?

Like I was shot at and hit.

How about yourself?

Oh, I'm all right,
I guess. Thank you.

Did you check the plane's radio?

What was left of it, yeah.

I think we're gonna have
to camp here tonight

and move out
first thing in the morning.

Move out?

Well, shouldn't we stay
near the wreckage

in case there's
an aerial search?

I don't think so, Jack.

Fallen trees have covered
the plane. It's impossible
to see from the air.

And snow is coming.
It's going to be
freezing cold at night.

I want to get out
of the valley
before that happens.

We're not exactly dressed
for winter, you know.

You're doing fine.
Keep going.

Well, I went
into the flight bag
of our pilot.

By the way, here's
some juice for you, too.
That's all we've got.

Now, fortunately,
the landmarks in this valley
are very distinctive.

See? This big mountain,
right there,

and right over here
is over there,
the north plateau.

We're right here.

McGEE: About 40 miles
from the nearest town.

Eden, Arizona.
Exactly 48 miles.

Now, what I did,

I took a piece
of the broken wing, used
the seatbelts as a harness.

What I thought I'd do is
have you get on it,
and I'd pull you out of here.

I've tracked the Hulk
for two years now.

Every time I get close,
he disappears.
He just slips away.

Once it was in Wilmington.

Delaware?

Yeah.

That strike a nerve?

I've been
in Wilmington, Delaware.

(STUTTERING)
Don't ask me
how I know. I just do.

Did you see the creature there?

Yeah, I was at a boxing match.

The creature jumped down
out of the ring.
It was unbelievable.

The audience went into panic.
I followed it.

(GROWLING)

The next time
was in New York,
right on Park Avenue.

If only there was
some way to control it.
The Hulk's huge.

It's not like trying to tackle
your local mugger, you know.

A story like this,
if I could track
that thing down,

it would put me
right back on top again.

Tell me more about this Hulk.
Do you know what it is?

(CHUCKLING)

If I knew the answer
to that, I'd be
halfway to home plate.

(SIGHING)

I showed photographs of the Hulk

to the leading anthropologists
in the country.

Their conclusions
range from "obvious hoax"
to "freak mutation."

In other words, a big fat zero.

There was one man, a scientist.

He could have told me
anything I wanted to know
about the creature,

but he's dead.

Who was he?

Dr. David Banner.

What's the matter?
Something wrong?

I think
I just remembered something,

sort of like dropping a coin
in a soda-pop machine,
but there's no soda pop.

(SIGHING)

I don't know. Maybe
telling me about your past
will help remind me of mine.

Please. Please, go on.

What happened to Dr. Banner?

How did he die?

The Hulk.

It was shortly
after the creature
had first been sighted.

There was a man
and his daughter.

They were camping in the woods.

The Hulk chased
the little girl
into the water.

The man took a shot
at the creature.
He was almost killed himself.

They found Banner's car
in the area.

It had been wrecked and burned.

Police also found
enormous footprints.

I managed to get a cast made.

Banner and his assistant
denied knowing anything
about it.

You can call it
reporter's intuition

or a basically
suspicious nature
or whatever you want.

I just wasn't convinced

that Dr. Banner
and his assistant
were telling the truth,

so I decided
to go back at night,

have a look
at what they were up to
in that lab.

What did you find out?

Enough to convince me
that I was right.

ELAINA: A storage vault?

DAVID: It's on the edge
of the institute's property.

It was built to store plutonium

for an atomic-powered project
they did here a few years ago.

There's a vault there?

Oh, you better believe it.

The walls were made of lead,
then steel, then concrete,
four feet thick,

so if our friend
does come back,
he'll never get out of there.

And you think they were
talking about this Hulk?

Absolutely.

If only I'd been able
to hear more.

What happened?

Banner found me in
that closet, escorted me
out of the place

just before it all blew up.

The building was
a mass of flames.

Elaina! My God, Elaina!

Banner ran back inside.
I must've been dazed
or something.

I came to.

It was the first time I saw it.

I'll never forget that moment
as long as I live. Never.

They found Elaina Marks
in the woods. She was dead.

John?

John?

Huh? Oh, I'm all right.

I was just...

Just getting
a few flashes, pieces,

faces from nowhere,

the creature,

but none of it makes sense.

Yeah, I know.

It's like me and the Hulk.

I'm never going to know
the whole story.
It's gone.

It's gone like Banner
and Elaina Marks,

but I can find their killer,

and I will, too, someday.

Search Two Zebra,
this is Search One Zebra.
Over.

This is Two Zebra. Go.

We've just completed our leg
of 7-2-King's flight plan,
and no luck.

How are you guys doing
on your end? Over.

No sign of wreckage, One Zebra.

I've checked all quadrants
on their flight plan
from Barstow to your position.

The storm must've driven them
off their planned course.

I did spot some smoke
a while back,
but no campfire.

Forestry Service notified
of coordinates,
and they're checking it out.

We're gonna need more
search aircraft
on this one, old buddy.

That's some very rough terrain
down there. Over.

Amen, Two Zebra.
I'll get the CAP
on the horn ASAP,

but they won't be able
to start their search until
at least tomorrow morning.

If there are any survivors
from 7-2-King,

they've got another
cold night ahead of them.

(GRUNTING)

(POUNDING)

(GROWLING)

(GROWLING)

Caroline!

Who's Caroline?

I don't know.

A name.

Part of the puzzle?

I was dreaming about the Hulk.

(CHUCKLING)

Had a few of those myself.

Tell me about it.

He was coming after me.

He was huge.

I don't believe
that anything on earth
could have stopped it.

I really believe that
he wanted to destroy me.

Listen, John,
let's take a minute here

and review some of this, okay?

I don't understand.

Well, when you first met me,
you thought that
you knew me, right?

Okay, that's item one.

Item two,
the Hulk was in Wilmington.

Yeah, and I've been
to Wilmington.

Right.

Item three, they found you
at the accident site
where the Hulk was spotted.

And item four, you'd just come
from Oklahoma City.

Where the Hulk was last seen.

Right.

But what does
that all add up to?

I don't know. I don't know,

except I'm kind of a hunter,
and Hulk is what I hunt.

Now, it's just possible

that you were hunting him,
too, only for maybe
a different reason.

Like what?

It could be anything.
The Hulk is rough.
He's a killer.

He could've hurt
somebody you know,
somebody you love,

and now you're out to...

To kill him?

Yeah, well, could be. I mean,
it's just possible that...

(AIRCRAFT SOARING)

Plane?

Yeah, I think so.

Yes, but it's not coming
any closer. It's too far away.

(CHUCKLING)

Yeah.

Search Control,
this is Forestry Air Five.
Over.

Roger, Air Five,
we read you five by five.

Have you located anything
in your search quadrant?
Over.

That's a negative,
Search Control. No sign
of wreckage or survivors,

but if they're down there
and alive, they've got
a big problem, and so do we.

That light smoke
Two Zebra reported
is now heavy smoke and fire.

Quadrant 17,
coordinates 348-758. Over.

Roger, Forestry Air Five.
We copy heavy smoke
in quadrant 17 at 348-758.

Can you give us
a direction and speed? Over.

Can do, Search Control.

Fire is now moving northwest
by west at approximately
three to four miles per hour.

I estimate front
at coordinates...

(PANTING)

This looks
like a pretty good place.

What do you say
we camp here overnight?

Hallelujah.

(SIGHING)

What? What's the matter?

Do you smell smoke?

There's wood burning.

Yeah.

What is it, a campfire?
Hunters around here?

No, no, Jack, stay here.
I'll check it out.
I'll check it out.

Just stay still.

(SIGHING)

Jack, I told you
to stay off that leg.

What is this, a forest fire?

Yeah. We can't stop now.

We're going to have
to head back the other way.
We can rest later.

That's north!

That's away from Eden.
That's away from everything
that we're after.

Your memory, my story, the Hulk.

Well, look at the front
of that fire!

Now look at the sides, right?
It's curling around
like giant pitchers.

If we get caught
in the middle of that,

my memory, your story
and the Hulk won't make
any difference, Jack.

It just simply doesn't matter.
Now, come on.