Original subtitles

Video journal of Be_ Ross continued.

lt's only been one day but so much has happened.

Doc Samson's secret e_ort to capture the Hulk

ended in a brutal desert battle with the Hulkbusters.

But thanks to the cave-dwelling outcasts, who assisted in our escape,

we were able to sneak the Hulk inside the Gamma Base lab.

Doc Samson and l used the nutrient bath

to finally separate the Hulk from my beloved Bruce Banner.

However, SHIELD agent Gabriel interceded

with intentions of destroying the Hulk.

Unfortunately, Doc Samson's desperate attempts to rescue the Hulk

inadvertently unleashed this now completely unthinking savage beast

onto the unsuspecting world.

What have we done?

He's coming this way! Run! Run!

- Bruce, you're alright! - Be_, where am l? What happened?

Bruce, we finally did it.

- We used the nutrient bath on the Hulk. - It worked?

- The Hulk and l, we've been separated? - Yes. Yes! You're free.

We're both free.

Free! Be_, you did it!

Throughout the horror, you never gave up on me.

And now it's over. Where's Doc? l have to thank him.

Father has him marking time in the stockade for releasing the...

The what? Be_, where's the Hulk?

No. You forget about the Hulk. He is not your problem any more.

He'll always be my problem. Tell me!

Bruce, the Hulk,... he's on a rampage.

No!

lt just never ends.

ln our lead stoy, the Hulk continues to cut a path of destruction

through the towns of Wew Mexico. At Stoneridge...

- Your arrival time to Stoneridge? - 30 minutes.

Make it 1 5, or it's your brass, Maior. Then use whatever force necessay

but drive the Hulk out of that town and subdue him.

Man, he's rocking and wrecking big time.

He's big, green, noisy

and featured on evey news station in the county.

So naturally you say you can't locate the Hulk.

But we have such lousy television reception in the desert.

No excuses.

Just rally your gamma warriors

to that conflagrated desert flyspeck and capture the Hulk!

Of course. Now the inevitable.

So says the Leader.

- He's in such a rut. - Gargoyle.

Why haven't you finished the power siphon?

lt will be completed momentarily.

So soon, vey soon,

your chest size will be as big as your mouth... hat size.

Then push your klu_y fingers to their pathetic limit.

With luck, my minions will soon arrive with a captive Hulk

and evemhing must be ready.

This day will be marked on destiny's calendar for decades to come.

The day l finally fulfill my birthright

and transfer the Hulk's limitless strength into my own body.

The day l emerge as the most powerFul, most feared leader

in all of histoy.

No! It's iust called a monster truck. Don't take it personal.

Hulk.

Hulk, come on, bud. It's me, Rick, your friend.

Funny-looking welcome wagon.

Don't mean to be mean, but we gotta get you out of Dodge

before the Hulkbusters ride in. Catch me if you can.

You insolent sand flea!

Gamma gridlock.

Destroy him!

Gamma cables.

No, fools! Stop firing!

Yes. Man.

Hulkbusters.

What kind of low-grade horror flick did we fly into?

lt looks like rhe Revenge ofthe Leader to me. Return fire.

Rock and roll!

Mayday!

Victoy in the name of the Leader.

Banner.

Father, he needs rest.

lt's OK, Be_. What's on your mind, General?

Here to arrest me like you did Doc Samson?

Talbot radioed in. It seems the Leader fielded freaks and captured the Hulk.

- What the devil's that madman up to? - Leader? No. Leader must be stopped.

He's... he's obsessed with transferring the Hulk's power into his own body.

lf...

lf he succeeds, the Leader will become the most evilly dangerous man alive.

There's iust no end to this gamma Pandora's box you opened,

- is there, Banner? - Look, General.

Activate all recon units and uplink to whatever satellites are in position.

l want the Leader's laboratoy found and fast.

Our vey lives depend on it.

Rest, my warriors. You have done well.

Evemhing is in readiness, Leader.

Then let us embark upon the hour of my triumph.

lt's working.

lt's exquisite. It's magnificent.

An influx of purest power!

Yes. Yes. Yes!

No. No. What's happening?

Something's wrong. l'm feeling weaker. Gargoyle?

The Hulk's synaptic patterns are different

now he is separated from Banner.

They are preventing his power from transferring.

All hail the Leader.

Exceptional thinking, Gargoyle.

l salute you.

Oh, it was nothing, your supreme beingness.

Logic dictated if l could not transfer the Hulk's power into your body,

- then l must reverse the procedure. - And put my mind into the Hulk's body.

Bravo.

The strength of an army...

..in one finger.

And the world in the palm of my hands. Yes!

The undeniable ecstasy of raw energy.

l tell you, it's quite indescribable.

You are now indeed invincible, Leader. There is nothing that can stop you.

Perhaps not even the greatest test of all.

Do you presume to bait me, Gargoyle?

No, no, no.

Merely a humble suggestion to let the world marvel

at a demonstration of your matchless new power,

my indisputable Leader.

Why, you could breach the formidable defences of Gamma Base itself

and capture Bruce Banner.

So that you may force him to at last find a cure

for your pathetically deformed body.

Your motives are, as always, Gargoyle, painfully transparent.

l did save your life, most generous Leader.

Totally irrelevant.

You know l don't do gratitude.

And yet your plan does have a certain appeal.

lt would make a grand overture to my symphony of world domination.

l don't know why, but l'm virtually salivating

at the sheer thought of smashing that base.

After all, having spared myself

the indignity of the Hulk's purple trousers,

l am now dressed to kill.

Hulk? He's here? Heavens to Macarthur!

Full auto security. l need backup.

Hear me now, puny humans.

Surrender Bruce Banner at once,

or be struck down by the might of your new leader.

lnvincibility, and l shall wear it so vey well.

Leader smash! Leader bash!

Did l just say that?

lt's not nice to fool with a force of nature.

- Bruce, don't do this. - l'm the one the Leader wants.

You can't give yourself up to that maniac.

Don't you get it? l either go with him and save eveyone's life

or... or he levels Gamma Base and takes me anyway.

- Bruce, you won't survive this. - Be_, l don't have a choice.

And neither do l. Guards.

- Be_, what are you doing? - Saving us and you from yourself.

Dr Banner is not to leave this room by order of General Ross.

- Be_. - l'm sory, Bruce.

l wish l could...

- All personnel evacuate hangar. - Rendezvous at alpha emergency bunker.

And, meanwhile, it's time this old soldier

took things into his own hands.

Well, hello there, puny Banner.

Hulk hate machine!

Machine hurt Hulk!

What's happening to me? Those memories, where did they...?

l can't stop myself.

Hulk's attacking the reactor. He'll blow up most of New Mexico!

- The General will handle him. - With countless lives at risk,

that's just not enough.

No!

Not the gamma reactor! You'll destroy us both.

Stop. So says the...

That green steamroller's on a kamikaze run. Evacuate the base.

While Thunderbolt Ross dresses for a confrontation with the green reaper.

The Leader seems to be losing all control of his rage.

Hulk pound puny toy.

Just like...

Just like the Hulk.

No, no, you Chartreuse fool! Stop this at once. l command.

Machine bad. Hulk smash.

No! Don't do it, Leader. Fight it. Get control of the anger.

l can't. It's too primal.

Hulk, please, look at me.

You have to listen.

lt's me, Be_, your friend.

lf you destroy this reactor, you'll destroy me too. Hulk?

Vey, vey clever.

His anger is subsiding. His control weakens... for now.

- l must save myself. - Stand down red alert.

Have Dr Banner released from custody.

Be_, girl, you have got one major fence to mend.

The flesh may be weak

but the mind is once again strong and cystal clear.

How long has this stasis generator been offline?

What are you babbling? Offline? Gargoyle, quickly.

Get the power back online before the Hulk...

..gets in an uproar.

One day, one day l shall return to correct destiny's mistake

and harness the Hulk's fuy for my own!

So says...

Save it for later, you pompously presumptuous poseur.

We've tracked the Hulk to a circular rock formation in quadrant 1 2.

But, sir, l must renew my objection to your...

The time has come for Thunderbolt Ross to face down that beast. One on one.

Keep those coordinates under tight security.

l don't want SHIELD sticking its dim nose in my business.

What in Sam Hill are you doing here?

OK, Hulk.

lt's iust you and me now to the finish.

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