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Don't try to pretend with me, Ben Grimm.

I don't have to see your face to sense you're upset about something.

It's just stretcho's been so busy trying to crack the Negative Barrier,

so he can free that girl Crystal for Torchy.

He's even called in some fellow egghead from out of state,

a guy named Banner.

When's the professor gonna get back to looking for a way

to turn me into a regular guy again?

You know, so you and me can have a... normal life.

Ben. Why can't you get it through your thick head

the only thing that could make me sad is the thought of any change in you.

Yeah. Well, maybe being the Thing ain't all bad.

Of course not. In fact, it's very nice.

We can sit here in the park after dark, and with you I'm perfectly safe.

How many people can say that? There's nothing alive you can't handle.

Not even someone like, well, the Hulk, or...

The Hulk? Why bring up that muscle-bound muddy-green creep?

I'm sorry, it's just that I heard on the radio

he'd been spotted in the New York area.

He disappeared again before being captured.

Yeah, well, lucky for him. I mean, the Apple's my turf.

- Boy, if I ever find him... - Come on, let's go.

Rotten little punks. Did you losers just make a career mistake.

No.

We're sorry. We didn't know it was you.

In this case, ignorance ain't bliss, punks.

Ben, please don't. Don't.

Well, if you say so, darling.

- Hulk like park quiet. - Now a green one?

Ben, what are you doing to them?

Me? Nothing. Although I should have...

I don't believe my baby blues.

- Stand behind me. - What?

The lady's with me, Mr Greenjeans.

Girl not belong with ugly rock thing like you.

So that explains your colouring. Green with envy.

Well, pally, I don't envy what's gonna happen to you.

Hulk is bigger. Hulk is stronger.

Hulk is dumber. Thing is faster.

Hulk can't be hurt.

Yeah, but Hulk can be clobbered.

That right hook would've flatten Mount Rushmore.

This was a hot tip. The Hulk is stomping the Thing.

We got us an exclusive.

Hulk bury ugly rock monster.

Oh, my sweet Aunt Petunia.

Look out!

You sure that's the best you can do, Buttercup?

Longer Hulk fights, the stronger Hulk gets.

The smell's really starting to get to me.

No. Stop.

Please, please stop fighting.

Hulk make girl unhappy? So Hulk go.

What a story. Beauty and the Beast.

Stop him.

The puny minions of justice may be incapable

of stopping the green behemoth,

but nothing escapes from Victor von Doom.

Incredible. Then the stories about this green monster...

Are very true.

The Hulk is quite possibly the strongest being on the planet.

Certainly stronger than that accursed Thing.

The vulgar monstrosity who caused me such pain.

The Hulk's footprints transform into human ones

with the same strong gamma-ray emanations

I have been tracking across the country.

As I suspected, the Hulk has a human alter ego.

And now for the answer.

This gamma-ray patch was just another failure, Rick.

When will I find a way to stop becoming the Hulk?

Don't give up hope, Dr Banner. Try to get some rest.

You don't want to be assisting Reed Richards with bags under your eyes.

How deliciously ironic.

Reed Richards has considerately brought the Hulk to New York,

where I shall avail myself of his presence

to decimate the Fantastic Four.

No. Lousy, stinking reporters.

Did you see these headlines? "Hulk Trounces Thing."

"Blind Beauty Saves Beast From Beast."

Pipe down, you big brick. I'm trying to watch here.

... badly beaten by the much stronger Hulk.

- Oh, man. He dropped you like a... - Johnny.

This is downright humiliating.

- What's going on out here? - Honey, you look terrible.

And our resident rockpile feels terrible.

He tangled with the Hulk and got his butt...

Hey, you care to rephrase that, junior?

OK, you two. Here's some good news.

I've been working with these rare chemicals which,

when bombarded with gamma rays, might just be able...

Yeah, I know. Get that girl Crystal and this shrimp back together.

Yeah, I know. That's all you ever think about any more.

Actually, Ben, the project Reed's been working on is a cure for you.

Say what?

That's right, Ben. Preliminary results look promising.

And since gamma rays could be the key, I called in an expert.

Dr Bruce Banner.

He's on his way up now to help me...

- Stretcho, what's the matter? - Reed. Honey, you're burning up.

I'm just tired...

Dr Richards?

Dr Banner. We finally meet. I was hoping you could help Ben here.

Forget about me, stretcho.

What counts is getting you back on your rubbery feet again.

Come on, pal.

Prolonged exposure to those rare chemicals

has caused Dr Richards' fever.

My spectrum analysis will be done by morning.

I'll attempt to bio-engineer a serum to restore his strength.

Meanwhile, we have constructed this liquid pool unit to reduce his fever.

You and stretcho must have gone to the same school of gizmo making.

Night, Doc. See you tomorrow.

You're sure it's OK, Johnny?

You asked if you could take the Air-Cycle for a spin, so spin.

Who's there?

Allow me to introduce myself, Dr Banner. Victor von Doom.

Don't change on my account, Doctor.

No.

Gamma rays.

At least, not yet.

You're guest of honour at my Latverian Embassy, Dr Banner.

In fact, I've prepared a suitable room especially for your needs.

I call it the Gamma Ray Suite.

Let me go, Doom. Without my help, Reed Richards might die.

Reed Richards, dead of a virus. How common.

Not quite the ultimate vengeance I'd always hoped for but...

tidy nonetheless. Oh, and yes, I will let you go.

After the Hulk destroys the remainder of the Fantastic Four.

No!

- Who are you? - I'm your friend, Dr Doom.

- Rick Jones is Hulk's only friend. - Not any more, I'm afraid.

Rick Jones has made new friends.

He's deserted you, Hulk.

He has betrayed your trust and joined the Fantastic Four.

And they have turned him against you.

No. No one leaves Hulk.

But the answer is simple.

To make Mr Jones your friend again,

you have only to destroy his new friends, the Fantastic Four.

Yes. Hulk destroy Fantastic Four.

Rick, my brother-in-law is not doing so hot.

Where's Doc Banner? He's supposed to be at our place.

I'm sure he'll be back. Sometimes he just kinda disappears for a while.

We ain't got a while, the professor's depending on Banner's help.

You steal Hulk's only friend.

Yeah. I've been aching for a rematch, Chuckles.

Hulk, no.

Flame on.

Why Rick hurt Hulk's feelings? Leave Hulk for new friends?

But I didn't. I wouldn't.

Rick lie, try to trick Hulk. Hulk tired of talk.

Rick, what's he talking about?

Hulk want friend back. Hulk fight to get friend back.

Torch wanna pitch.

And Thing wanna hit.

Stop fighting, you'll make the Hulk madder and so make him stronger.

Hulk has trick for fire boy.

Shockwave.

Kid, you OK?

Once Hulk grab rock monster, he never get free.

Never say never, you big green creep.

I gotta stop this.

But I'm so enjoying this athletic little Donnybrook.

Come and get me, mould face.

It's the rematch all New York has been waiting for.

Once more, the Thing is being badly beaten by the much stronger Hulk.

Ben. Oh, no.

And the Torch has been KO'ed by the unstoppable Nightmare in Green.

Ben.

The city wonders, where are Sue Richards and Mr Fantastic?

What are they waiting for?

I don't want to leave you, but I've got to help Ben.

I love you, Reed.

Oh, no. Must help him. Ben!

So alone, so vulnerable.

I can't help myself. I must attend to Mr Fantastic personally.

Saints preserve us. If Thing can't shillelagh him, how can we?

Where rock creature go?

Thanks, Susie.

Smart girl.

Peek-a-boo. Thing find you.

Oh, no.

Susie. Got you.

Must help them.

I'm afraid that's entirely out of the question.

- Doctor's orders. - Doom.

This doctor prescribes a maximum dosage of gamma rays.

In your current weakened state, it should prove most fatal.

Come now, Mr Fantastic. You really shouldn't be out of bed.

I don't suppose it would do any good to say, "Look out behind you"?

Really, Richards, what a pathetically desperate ploy.

What?

A mere delay of the inevitable. My bionic armour is indestructible.

- But I'm betting your Gamma Gun isn't. - No!

- Where's Dr Doom? - No time to worry about that.

We have to help Ben and Sue.

Why pretty girls always try help ugly rock creature?

Cos I floss, moss mouth.

Sorry, Ben, he's too strong.

Ugly rock creature getting weak. Hulk never get weak.

That why Hulk always wins.

Can't take much more, unless Con Ed can give me an edge.

Little tingle not stop Hulk.

- Ben. - Alicia.

Hulk never forgive Fantastic Four.

I can't protect Ben much longer.

Hulk, stop. Please don't hurt him. He's not your enemy.

I can feel your pain, Hulk.

You're so alone and unhappy, just as Ben once was.

- Alicia. - Oh, Ben.

See, even rock creature have friends. That why Hulk unhappy.

Because Fantastic Four stole Hulk's best friend.

- Hulk's new friend, Doom, show him. - No, Doom is a bad man, Hulk.

And he isn't your friend.

- But I am. - Rick?

I would never leave you to join the Fantastic Four.

Such a tragic tableau, worthy of Shakespeare, Rabelais, or Dr Doom.

Ben.

There's no heartbeat.

You've done well, my friend,

destroying the loathsome Thing, as I knew you would.

- But Hulk make girl cry. - She'll get over it.

And now for the coup de grâce.

No.

- Meddlesome youth. - You hurt Rick.

Make Hulk make girl cry. You bad.

- You trick Hulk. - Back, you subhuman primitive.

No. You fool.

- Reed, is he? - Stand back.

I'm going to use high voltage to try to start his heart.

Alicia... I'm sorry.

- Oh, Reed. - Oh, no.

Hey, what's going on?

Oh, no, not Ben.

No, not the big fella.

Ben.

That's what I like about you, junior. You're a real '90s kinda guy,

not afraid to show your sensitive side.

- I knew you were OK. - Yeah. I'm OK, you're OK.

Well, for once, I'm glad to be wrong, Ben.

Even a genius couldn't find a heartbeat under that rock.

You sure made a fast recovery, mister.

Well, thank the doctor. Dr Doom, actually.

The gamma rays from his exploding gun

knocked out the effects of the chemicals.

Dr Banner will be glad to hear that. Wherever he is.

And, hey, where'd Rick hike off to?

Something tells me there's more than meets the eye

to Rick and the mysterious Dr Banner.

Bad man got away.

One thing's for sure. That avocado ape's gonna think twice

about another field trip to the Big Apple. Thanks to me.

Oh, Ben. I felt so sorry for him.

He was like an angry, lonely child, full of rage and hurt.

Yeah. Kinda sounds like some big orange guy I used to know.

A big, orange, lucky guy.

- Ben. - Alicia.

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