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You spring up from the dead
after three years,
and give us nothing.

DAVID: I couldn't spend
another Thanksgiving alone.

Maybe we can start
all over again

and put the
past behind us.

We sure can try, Dad.

God! David!

You've never let me
be part of your life.

Make sure it's the
last flight for both of them.

No! Dad!
No, don't!

Dad! Dad!

David! David!

I can't control it!

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)

MALE NEWSCASTER:
And with only two weeks
to go until Thanksgiving,

everyone here in Denver
is hoping for a quick
settlement of the strike.

FEMALE NEWSCASTER:
Thanksgiving means
a family dinner

but it also means sharing,

and that tradition is
being maintained by
Dean Eckart,

president of the
Denver-based Eckart
Development Corporation,

who has donated
500 turkeys
to the city's poor.

Not everywhere, however,
does Eckart enjoy a reputation
for charity and tradition.

Here in Trevorton,
a small town in
Colorado's Grail Valley,

Eckart has been
acquiring farmland
to build a model city.

Unfortunately,
many in Trevorton already

consider their town
to be a model city.

ELIZABETH: David, wait, Son.

David, honey, let me
carry one of those bags.

You could drop
the turkey.

No, Mom,
you're not supposed to.

I can handle 'em both.
Really.

Okay.

NEWSCASTER: For local farmers,
trying to maintain their farms

in the face of
falling crop prices,

Eckart has become to this
Thanksgiving what
Scrooge is to Christmas.

Eckart feels that his
reputation here is unjust

and earlier
today had this to say.

I understand the farmers

and I'm sorry
they're having hard times.

Once they sell, though,

I'm certain they'll
come to appreciate

the benefits that
our model city will bring.

On the other side,
I spoke to botanist
Helen Banner,

daughter of
Farmers' Association
President, D. W. Banner.

I know Mr. Eckart
believes he'll be
improving our lives.

We simply don't feel
the need for
that improvement.

Listen, Helen,

I'm showing you
'cause we don't keep
secrets from each other.

But you gotta promise
not to tell anyone
about this place, Helen.

It's just for us.

I promise, David.

If you're ever in trouble
and you need me,
come here, okay?

Okay.

Same goes for me.

Grail Valley has
been farmland since
the Civil War.

We intend to make sure
it stays that way
for a long time to come.

NEWSCASTER:
A planned city of the future

or the continuation
of an agricultural history?

In Trevorton
this Thanksgiving,

tradition may have to
give way to progress.

This is Joanna Stein
from Grail Valley.

DRIVER: Trevorton.

ELIZABETH:
Listen to this, David.

"In secret we met

"In silence I grieve

"That thy heart
could forget

"Thy spirit deceive

"If I should meet thee

"After long years

"How should I greet thee?

"With silence

"and tears"

Mom, why'd the
person leave?

Well, Byron
doesn't say exactly.

Sometimes people
just have to part.

One more pass,
Mr. Banner.

Go right over
the south end.

DAVID: I'm showing you this
place because we don't keep
secrets from each other.

If you're ever in trouble
and you need me,
come here.

Nobody knows?

Nobody.

I'm showing you
'cause we don't keep
secrets from each other.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?
No, he's not in.

Uh, he might have
just pulled up.
Do you want to hang on?

Listen,
how was the spraying?

No effect.

Well, did you watch?
Well, did we spray
an even cover?

I know how to fly.

Did we, Helen?

Yes, Dad.

Well, maybe there'll be
a delayed reaction, then.

The insecticide
is supposed
to kill on contact.

Are you sure?

Let me see the spec sheet.

I left it at my house,
but I'm sure.

Who's that
on the telephone?

I don't suppose
you want to talk to him.

It's Eckart.

(WHISPERING) Oh, yes, I do.

D. W: (ON SPEAKER)
Hello, Dean.
What do you want?

Nothing special.

How are you?

Oh, I'm just fine.

We got a bumper crop
in the field.

I hope it doesn't
spoil your day.

Now D.W., I am not
quite the villain you're
trying to make me out to be.

You want the Grail Valley,

you want my farm.

That means you want my life.

I just want to start
building the future.

There's no reason
you can't be part of it.

Why don't you save your
Utopian speeches
for your stockholders?

D.W., my model city
will become reality.

All right.

I'm willing to go up
another 50 an acre.

For you.

Just turn the Farmers'
Association around.

Dean, I'm gonna
hang up on you.

I don't want you
to hear me get sick.

David! You're alive!

HELEN: Let's go tell Dad.

No, Helen, no.

But you've got
to forgive him.

No, it isn't that.

David, please,
don't put me
between you two again.

Look, Helen,
I'm sorry, I really...

I shouldn't
have come here.
I'm...

I'm sorry to have
dragged you
into all of this.

Why?
I don't understand.

I have an illness.
From radiation.

And that's all
I can tell you
until I am cured.

We're your family.

I shouldn't have come here.

I'm so sorry to
drag you into this

but I must ask you to
promise me you will not
say a word to anybody.

No, I won't promise
you anything.

You spring up from
the dead after three years
and give us nothing.

You've always done that.
You can't just drop in
and out of our lives.

You don't understand.

Why did you even bother
to come back here?

I...

Couldn't spend another
Thanksgiving alone.

Oh, David.

HELEN: You were always
interested in puzzles.

Let's see if we
can use one
to keep you here.

These are Longinus worms.

They're the larvae of these.
Spear beetles.

The beetles are harmless.

The worms are very
destructive.

And so far they have proven to
be immune to every insecticide
we've thrown at them.

Am I whetting your
scientific appetite?

Mmm.

Now, if the worms
are not checked soon,

the farmers of Grail Valley
are going to lose

60% to 70%
of this year's crop.

Dad'll have
to sell the farm.

I'm not
an entomologist.

Well, the entomologists
have already failed.

What we need
is a biological weapon.

You're a biologist.

I've already told you,
I can't afford
to be recognized.

There are so many people
in town who know who I am.

Well, you can stay
here and work.

You'll never have
to leave the lab.

Besides,
you owe me one.

Hmm?

Remember that doll
you ruined?

The one I got
for my fifth birthday?

You dissected her
in the name of science.

Oh...

Helen.

You have got to promise me

you won't ask me
about things.

And when I have to leave...

Agreed.

And you can't tell
anyone about me.

Anyone.

All right, I'll...

I'll try.

But it's not for you.

It's for that damned doll.

I've been trying to synthesize
the beetles' pheromone,
you know, the mating scent.

And if it works,
I think we'll be able to
lure the male beetles away

and break the chain
of reproduction.

So let us find out

if in fact I am the Cupid
of the insect world.

Okay, would you like to
put your friends on the
other side of the fence there?

Here it is, little fellows.

Not working.

They should be
trying to get
over the barrier.

They're not attracted
to the scent.

Do you have any idea
where you went wrong?

Too many steps
in the process.

We don't have
the right equipment
for the tests. I'm...

I'm gonna have
to come up with
another angle.

I'm going to get some air.

ELIZABETH:
Now you two, don't worry.
I'll be fine.

Go mend the fence.

Dad,

don't you think
we should take her
to the hospital?

David, I'll be fine.

I've been like this before.

(COUGHING)

I don't think so, Mom.

Not this bad.

Your mother's the best
judge of that, David.

You know, David,

all I need,

is for you
to stay here
and look after me.

Will you do that for me?

D. W: If you don't feel
any better

when I get back from
fixing the fence,

I'm gonna take you
to the hospital.

Okay. Go on.

Oh, come on, now,
don't you worry.

I'm gonna be well in
time for Thanksgiving.

If you were
already a doctor,

I'd be well tomorrow.

You'll be the best.

Able to cure everything.

Not everything, Mom.

Metamorphosis.

(CAR APPROACHING)

DAVID:
I think that we may have it.

Now, as you
said before, it is only
the newly-hatched worms,

the larvae,
which cause
the destruction,

not the beetles
that they turn into.

Now, if we could
simulate an
anti-juvenile hormone,

which causes the
worms to mature,

then we can make them

metamorphosize prematurely
and you would have a field

full of harmless
beetles. No worms.

You'll win first prize
in the science fair yet.

Uh-huh.

Now, how long
is this gonna take?

We've got about
four or five days
before we have to spray.

(SIGHING)
If we're lucky, two days.

And

if it works...

Helen,

you came into this knowing

I was going to have to leave.

I know.

I know.

I'll just have to think
up some pestilence
to keep you here.

Mom?

Mom?

Mom, are you okay?

Mom?

Dad! Dad!

Dad! Dad!

Dad!

It's Mom.
She's bad.

She's real bad.
She's gotta go
to the hospital.

Please, Dad, please.

You're gonna be okay, Mom.

We're taking you
to the hospital.

You're gonna be...

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

David.

Don't go!
Please, don't go!

Don't go!
Don't go.

Please, Mom.

It's your fault!

Your fault.
Make her come back!

It's your fault!

Mom!

Make her come back.

(GROWLING)

Oh, my God! David?

David?

(HULK GROWLING)

David, can you hear me?

It's me, Helen.

David, do you understand?

(ROARING)

(ROARS)

(HULK ROARS)

(ROARS)

YOUNG DAVID: If you're ever
in trouble, come here.

This green thing that
attacked David,

I can't believe
that you didn't see it.

I heard it.

Running away.

But it was huge.

This disease of David's...

I don't understand.
Did he tell you
any more about it?

I promised,
if he stayed, not to ask.

What were you two
doing up so early today?

I'll see if that
coffee's ready.

You all right, David?

Yeah.

It's been a long time.

Yes, it has.

You look fine.

You too.
Not much like me.

But you look fine.

Thank you.
So do you.

You always did
take more after
your mother.

Yeah.

Guess we had
our differences.

Oh, yeah.

Maybe we can start
all over again

and put the past behind us.

We sure can try, Dad.

This is the first
Thanksgiving that I have
ever had any reason

to celebrate.

Let's invite our friends
and let them know.

Dad, that's impossible.
I told you.

Our close friends, David.

Those that care.
Dad!

They won't, they won't...
Please. No.

Why are you so secretive?

You're not,
you're not
a criminal, are you?

Dad,

this is not

very easy for me.
So please don't
make it any harder.

I'm not trying to
make it any harder!

I'm trying to understand.

All right.
But you don't
tell me anything.

Dad, would you...
Anything at all.

Would you just believe me?
I don't want it this way.

So don't
force me to leave.

That's the last
thing that I want.

Thanks a lot.

You know, Croft,
I need to break
ground by spring.

This model city is
more important

than a few farmers who will be
buried by the future anyway.

Our pilot friend Howston
has found out from D.W.

That Helen and some geneticist
are working on some
sort of special insecticide.

We figure they have
a few days to come up
with something.

I can't take a chance
on their being successful.

I understand, sir.

Now they're working
at the lab at Helen's place.

Not after tonight,
Mr. Eckart.

Talk to our chemists.

Make it look good.

Chemical fire.

David,

the offer's still the same.

Go to another
college where there's

an agricultural school.

I'll pay the tuition.

The Banners

have been on this farm
since the Civil War.

And they...

And they will remain
on this farm.

You've done a good
job with Helen.

You'll get
what you want.

It's not
the same thing.

Sooner or later,
you're gonna realize
the good here,

you'll wanna come back.
But you won't
have the background.

An M.D. Is
no use on a farm.

No?

We could have used one
the day Mom died.

She might have lived...
David.

...given you another son.

One who'd carry on
the Banner tradition.

You go to any school
you want, David.

You can go to hell
for all I care.

Where were you?

It was wrong, Helen,
the way I was with Dad.

You did what you had to.

Yes, but...

There must have been
a better way to do it.

I hope I can
make it up to him.

HELEN:
It has an interesting odor.

It should have
a sweet smell to it.
Here.

Voil�!

Terrific!

I'm gonna try to
get some sleep.

Why don't you
try to do the same?

I will, just as soon
as I finish this test.
Okay, good night now.

Good night.

(TIMER BUZZING)

We can't call the police.
Not with David here.

Well, then we won't.

If they're looking
for trouble, we can
take care of ourselves.

No, Dad, please.
Last night we produced
an anti-juvenile hormone.

Now, it isn't tested yet,
but in another day

I think that
I can synthesize
enough of it

to spray all
of your fields.

And then Eckart
won't come back and
we'll have them beat.

Or it won't make
any difference.

Well then, we'll spray
when you're ready, Son.

All right,
let's get to it.

I couldn't get here
with a sample any sooner.

D.W. Had just
delivered the stuff
to the air field.

Fine.

Gentlemen,
I have the analysis.

Now, I'm afraid that
Helen and her friend

have done a rather
remarkable job with this.

This stuff is going
to work very
nicely indeed.

You assured me
the worms were
immune to insecticides.

Right, yes.

I paid you a great
deal of money to
develop them.

Right.
But then you see,

this is not an insecticide.

No, it doesn't hurt
the worms at all.

What it does do,
it forces them into
a premature metamorphosis

and they become beetles
and thus harmless.

Can you make
it ineffective?

Why don't we just
substitute something else?

No.

We've already
been careless.

I want this to look
like the real thing.

Quite.

All I have to do is simply

neutralize the
hormone, ineffective.

Good. Do it.

Yes, yes.

Tomorrow,

you dust with his spray.

Hey, now wait a minute.

I've known D.W. All my life.

Howston,
I need a personal pilot.

The job pays well and
you'll certainly see
more than Trevorton, Colorado.

I'll assuage your guilt.

How much do you want?

Lt'll cost you $3,000.

I'll give you four.

Four?

All right.
It's a deal.

I want some insurance
that everything
works out all right.

Howston'll
carry out his end.

I'm thinking of D.W. Too.

I want to make sure
that he's no longer a problem.

When he and Howston go up
in that plane tomorrow,

make sure it's the last
flight for both of them.

Yes, sir.

DAVID:
After we spray the fields,
I'll need a lift into town.

You're not leaving,
are you?

I told you
I'd have to go.

Well, I know,

but I didn't expect it
to be so soon.

I thought perhaps I could

convince you to stay on.

It's just not possible, Dad.

We haven't spent
any time together.

To make up for
all those years,
to get to know one another.

Now, we won't be able
to spend that time, Dad,

until after I've
solved my problem.

If you're in any
kind of trouble,

do you think
I wouldn't stand by you?

You're my son.
It's not that.

Well, what is it then?
I've got a right to know.

Dad!

Secrets.
Always secrets.

You've never let me be
part of your life.

You never wanted to be
part of my life.

You wanted me to be
part of yours and
I couldn't do that.

So you turned
your back on me.

You left me no choice.

And now?
What choice do you need now?

Believe me,
it's different now.

Not from where I'm sitting.

You abandoned
me and the farm
when you were 18

and you're...
You're still doing it.

Always the farm.

The farm could never
be part of my life.

Well, it could have been.

Except you were making me pay
for your mother's death.

You still are.

Dad, I'm not doing
that anymore.

Can you prove that with
more than words?

No.

Well, I bore that cross
long enough.

I won't do it any longer.

Not even for you, David.

Maybe it was better
when you were gone.

Dad.

Dad!

Now listen, Steve,
it's most important that
we spray an even cover.

I know, D.W.
You don't have to
tell me a hundred times.

I've been spraying
it for years.

Just take your time
and do it right.

Yeah, yeah.

(PLANE ENGINE STARTING)

He knows.

That's what I thought.

I just wanted to make sure.

Don't worry,

he'll never be found.

No! Dad!
No, don't!

Dad!

Dad!

No, don't!

Dad!

Hey, Jim, look at that.

Dad!

Dad!
David!

What are we dragging?
I can barely handle her.

David!

Something's pulling us down!

David! My God!

What the hell?

(ROARING)
David?

I can't control it!

I'm taking her down.

Come on!

David, wait.

David, please.

David.

David.

MAN: What was that thing?

Son.
MAN:
What happened to your wing?

HOWSTON: Sabotage.

Look at these bolts!
MAN 2: Eckart.

You'd better go, David.

You'll be seen.

Now please, David, go!

MAN: D.W., are you okay?

David, please go!
Now go!

(ROARING)

HELEN: All these questions!
I'm sorry, Mr. McGee,

but dinner's getting cold.

Yeah, Dr. Banner,
I can't accept

the Hulk's appearance
in Trevorton
as just a coincidence.

That creature was seen
in your brother's laboratory
the night that he died.

My brother never
talked to us
about his work.

HELEN: Tell me, Mr. McGee,
what paper did you say
you write for?

McGEE:
The National Register.

HELEN: That's right.
I imagine it's fun.

I mean, working
for The Register.

You don't really
have to bother with,
what should I say,

the drudgery of
serious journalism.

McGEE: Well, that's not
entirely true.

HELEN: Really?
But I thought you only
did articles on,

you know, movie stars
and miracle diets.

McGEE: Well, whatever
we write about,
we consider

our journalistic standards
to be very high.

HELEN: Of course.
I'm sure you do.

Tell me, how did you
wind up becoming
a reporter in the first place?

McGEE: You know, Dr. Banner...

...about the Hulk.

HELEN: Be my guest.
I'll help you in any...

McGEE: I'm going
to get a story here.

Why don't you
write one about
Eckart's arrest?

Or the miracle insecticide
that saved...

Dad!

This is the reporter
who called, Mr...

McGee.
My father.

How do you do, sir.
How do you do,

Mr. McGee.

I'm afraid he came
all the way from
Chicago for nothing.

Oh, what a shame.

And on Thanksgiving, too.

Let us make it up to you.
Stay for dinner.

No, I couldn't possibly.
It would be imposing.

Nonsense!

The place is already set.

You see, we were
expecting a relative,

but at the last minute
he couldn't come.

Please stay,
Mr. McGee.

Well, it looks wonderful.

Thank you.

I'd like to.

This is very nice.
It's sad, you know,
when you think about

the people who
don't have Thanksgiving.

Well, Mr. McGee,
help yourself
to some potatoes.

It's been a long time
since I've had
a home-cooked meal.