The Incredible Hulk (1996) s02e01 Episode Script
Hulk of a Different Color
1
Video Journal
Of Betty Ross Continued:
When My Beloved
Bruce Banner
Went Toe-To-Toe With An
Exploding Gamma Reactor,
He Lost
2 Hulks Were Born,
One Gray, One Green,
But Only The More Savage
Green Hulk Emerged.
And His Cousin Jennifer,
Seriously Wounded,
This Shy Lawyer Received
A Hot-Blooded Transfusion
Of The Gamma Kind And Blossomed.
We're Talking
Tall, Lean, And Evergreen.
Bruce Hated Smashing
And Bashing As The Hulk,
So Doc Samson And I Used
The Experimental Nutrient Bath
To Physically Separate Them,
But One Could Not Live
Without The Other,
So Back In The Tank
They Went.
We Set It On Blend,
But An Unforeseen Ingredient
Landed In The Soup--
Rick Jones,
Fresh From A Bout
With My Hulk-Obsessed Father.
It Was Recipe For Disaster.
Rick Soaked Up
Enough Gamma Juice
To Mutate
Into A Beast Of His Own,
But One Look
At My Recovered Bruce
Sent This Teenage Hulk
Fleeing Into The Desert Night,
Bruce Quickly Following.
By The Time I Caught Up,
I Found Bruce Going Through
His Own Transformation.
Our Failed Experiment
Had Unleashed The Dormant
Unpredictable Gray Hulk.
As If Dear Old Dad
Needed To Cap Off
A Generally Destructive Night,
He Went Out Hulk Hunting
On His Own With An Omega Laser,
And This Is What He Found.
Rrraah!
This Your Idea
Of A Joke?
Heh. You're Impressed.
I Can Tell.
What Are You?
Check This
Carved Granite.
Banner
Is That You?
Oh, Yeah, That's Me,
Big, Bad, Boring Banner.
[Overdramatic]
Betty!
Rick!
Gimme A Break.
Well, Whatever
Stirred-Up Concoction
You Are Now,
Thanks For
Saving Me The Trouble
Of Hunting You Down.
Ooh!
Now To Finally
Finish It.
Aah!
Hulk ♪
Hulk ♪
Incredible Hulk ♪
Hulk ♪
Hulk, Incredible Hulk ♪
Hulk ♪
Incredible Hulk ♪
Hulk ♪
Oh, No.
Ah, Ah, What--
What's Happening?
What Have I Done?!
Aw, Man.
Unh.
What's This?
I Will Not Give In
To You, Banner!
Aah! Hunh!
This
Really
Stinks.
[Groans]
[Panting]
Freeze!
Freeze, Banner!
[Babbles]
What's Going On?
I--I--I Don't
He's Still Alive.
Call For A Medevac.
Bruce Banner,
I'm Placing You
Under Arrest
For The Attempted Murder
Of General Ross.
Radio: And To Recap
Our Top Story,
Famed Gamma-Energy Pioneer
Bruce Banner Is In Custody Today
For The Attempted Murder
Of General Thaddeus Ross.
Uh-Oh. Time For
This Legal-Eagle
To Fly.
Leader: Gargoyle!
It's Getting Worse.
Ohh. W-Why Is This
Still Happening To Me?
That Last
Gamma-Strength Transfer
Must Have Caused
An Irreversible Decline,
My Unfortunate Leader.
I Feel
My Brilliance Fading,
My Psyche Shrinking,
My Stupendous
Uh, Stupendous, Uh
Cerebellum?
Exactly.
Gone!
Look At Me.
I Have To Use My Fingers
For Quadratic Equations.
W-What Have You
Been Doing About It?
Never Fear
For I Have Already Initiated
An Ingenious Solution.
A Suitable Mutant Specimen
Now Roams The Desert.
Heh Heh.
Rraarr!
A Perfect Candidate
For The Transfusion
Of His Gamma Power
Into You--Rick Jones.
[Chuckles]
And He Is
Within Our Grasp.
[Panting]
And So Ends
Your Ingenious
Solution.
You Miserable Troll!
Can't You Do
Anything Right?
Gaah!
Mwaah!
Ooh!
[Chuckles]
[Panting]
There's Only One Person
Who Can Convince
Rick Jones To Come In
From The Desert--
Bruce Banner.
[Chuckles]
Excellent Idea
For A Pitiful Half-Wit,
But There's
A New Chain Of Command
Now, Sterns.
I Postulate
The Brilliant Plans.
Here!
You Clean Up That
Lab.
So Says The Gargoyle!
Ecch.
That Sounds As Stupid
Coming From Me
As It Did
From The Leader.
Oh, Dad, I Wish
You Could Tell Me
What Really Happened
Out There.
I Just Can't Believe
Bruce Would Hurt You.
Judge: Well,
Dr. Banner,
Are You Represented
By Counsel Or Not?
I--I Can't Imagine
Where She Is,
Your Honor. I--
Jennifer Walters
For The Defense,
Your Honor.
But You Can Call Me
The She-Hulk.
Uh, Please Take
Your Seat, Ms. Hulk--
Um, She-Walters--
Uh, Ms. Walters.
Where Were You?
Sorting Through
The Lastest Findings.
This Court Is
Now In Session,
Or Should I Say
"This Circus"?
Gargoyle: If This Works,
And We Do Restore You
To Your Gamma Greatness,
You Will What?
Go On. I Want
To Hear You Say It.
I Will Then Use
My Superior Intellect
To Find A Way
Of Curing You
Of Your Pitiful
Ugliness!
Uuh! What?!
Uh, I Mean Your, Uh,
Radiation Disfigurement.
Ah Heh Heh Heh.
So It Is Said,
So It Is Written,
And So Says The Gar--
The Gar--
Ah, Forget It.
Why Are Good Signature Lines
So Hard To Come By?
Question:
How'd I Get So Vogue
In Hunter Green, Huh,
Not To Mention Strong?
Put The Stenographer
Down, Ms. Walters.
Let Me Leak
The Secret To You.
The Defendant,
My Sweet Cousin Brucie,
Saved My Life
With A Gamma-Packed
Blood Transfusion.
You Heard Right.
"Gamma-Packed."
'Cause He's Not
Just A Man,
He's The Man.
He's The Incredible Hulk.
[All Gasping]
Order. Order!
Jennifer,
What Are You Doing?
Playing The Cards
We Got, Cuz.
That's Right, And
It Was The Hulk
Who Went Slam-Dancing
With The General
On The Night
In Question,
Not Bruce Banner.
[Whispering]
We've Got
A Live Feed Now.
Are You Sure?
Your Honor, May
I Then Ask Counsel
To Explain This?
Bruce Banner
Could Not Possibly Be
The Incredible Hulk,
Because
There Is The Hulk,
Ladies And Gentlemen,
Wandering The Desert
As We Speak.
[All Gasping]
Rick.
Objection, Your Honor.
I Object.
Overruled.
Bruce Banner Is
No More The Hulk
Than You Or I.
He Is Clearly
Guilty As Charged.
But That--That's Not--
[Crowd Yelling]
Get Everyone Out!
Betty!
[Strains]
[Chuckles]
Ohh.
You Dropped Him!
No Wonder
We Have To Restore
Your Gamma Powers.
As A Sidekick,
You're Pathetic.
Uhh. Hang On.
This Is What We Call
A Situation Green.
Eyaah!
Huh?
Oh.
[Chuckling]
Oh. Hmm.
[Strains]
Hulk.
I Can't
Keep--Uhh
Him In.
Ahh.
Uhh.
[Grunting]
No!
My Condition
Is Worse Than I Thought.
I--I--I'm Color-Blind.
Nooo!
Yes!
Yes!
A Gray Hulk?
Now There's A Shade
I Can Relate To.
Uh-Oh. Tensile Strength
On The Claw
Is Reaching
Maximum Pressure.
It's Holding Him.
I'm Back!
Ooh
And I Stuck
That Landing Good.
Heh. Now, Let's See
Who Ticked Off The Doc
Bad Enough
To Uncork Yours Truly.
Pounded And Grounded.
Time For Some
Gray-Matter Mashing.
Nnn! Release Me!
Hmm, Check This.
A Talking Toad.
Wait!
Yes, Wait!
What Are You,
A Henchman Lite?
Wait Your Turn.
I'll Pulp You
In A Second.
Uh, Please.
We Wish To Make You
A Proposal.
You Ain't My Type.
We--We Can Get Rid Of
Bruce Banner For You
Forever.
Lose Banner?
A Simple Procedure,
Once I Am Restored
As The Leader.
Yeah.
Yeah.
I Could Definitely
Appreciate A Little Downtime
Without Having To Worry
About Deteriorating Into
That Goofball Geek.
And In Exchange, You
Go Into The Desert,
Find That Mutant
Juvenile Jones,
And Bring Him To Us.
So Says The--
Eeeyaah!
Ohh!
You Two Lay
One Heinous Finger
On My Cousin Brucie,
And You'll
Have To Answer
To The She-Hulk.
You Said "She-Hulk."
We Related?
Cousins.
Though I Must Say This
Is A New Look For Bruce.
Color's Good, But
The 'Tude Is Wearing
A Little Thin.
Yeah? Well, Get Used
To It, Sweet Pea.
Banner's
Bought His Last Pair
Of Purple Trousers.
I'm Taking Over,
And You're Getting Lost.
You Lumbering
Lump Of Charcoal.
See You
At The Family Reunion!
We're Not Finished!
Computer,
Display Selected
Satellite Photo.
Magnify This Quadrant.
Hmm.
Adjust To Daylight
Illumination And
Regulate Distortion.
Slow Advance.
Yes.
I Knew It.
Bruce Is Innocent.
Ha.
Well, If Those
Sconeheads Think They
Ditched The She-Hulk,
They Misjudged The Brains
Behind This Beauty.
One Homing Device
Still Functional,
And That's My Map
To Gamma Goon Central.
Rrr.
Raah!
Whoa, Friend.
You And Me,
We Gotta Stick
Together, Right?
No One Cares
About Us,
'Cause We're
Monsters,
But I'll Watch
Your Back.
All You Gotta Do
Is Trust Me.
Do You Trust Me?
[Chuckles]
You'll Never Make It
As A Hulk, Kid.
Nnn!
You're Way
Too Trusting.
Gamma Transfer Unit
On-Line.
Sponging Off
This Kid's Energy
Ain't Gonna
Hurt Him, Is It?
[Chuckles]
Oh, He'll Be Hurting,
But He'll Survive--
A Small Price To Pay
For Our Happiness.
[Groans]
Oh, Yes.
Yes!
My Glorious
Gamma Genius
Has Been Restored.
Yeah, Cool
If You Like It,
Bud, But To Me,
You Look Like
An Unwashed
Asparagus.
So You Got Yours.
Now Give Me Mine.
Yank This
Banner Bum Outta
My Buff, Gray Bod.
Oh, Certainly.
Just Lean Back, Relax,
And Leave
The Siphoning To Us.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm Feeling It.
He's Fighting
Inside Of Me.
Uhh! Aah.
Hey, This Don't
Feel Right.
I'm Losing
Some Strength Here.
You
You Set Me Up!
You Expected Less?
Gargoyle, Drain Him
Of His Gamma Power
Until Nothing Remains
But A Tiny, Quivering
Gray Worm.
Yaarr!
The Green Hulk's
Gamma Power Was
Simply Too Primal
For My Complex Intellect.
You, However,
Are A Less Savage Brute
And A Perfect Donor.
Rrr. Let Me Redefine
"Savage" For You.
She-Hulk: Uhh!
Uhh-Yuhh!
Hah!
Uhh!
When This Is Over,
I Expect Some
Major-League Groveling
From You, Hulkster.
You Got It,
Soon As I Wad
That Popcorn-Head
Into A Hacky Sack.
Nrrr!
Gamma Warriors,
Attack!
Hrr!
Unh! Aah!
Trick Or Treat,
Smell My Feet.
Uhh!
These Gamma Legs
Just Can't Be Beat.
Uhh!
The Kid!
Hi-Yaah!
Long Time No See.
Nice To Know You Got
Past That Mutant Phase
You Were In.
And Nice To See
You Didn't.
Sit Tight, Handsome.
I'm In The Groove
And Doing Some Damage.
Feel Free
To Take Notes.
Green Ain't My Favorite Color.
That Cousin Of Mine
Is Wearing In Well.
I Don't
Particularly Care
For The Way
This Conflict
Is Shaping Up.
You Backstabbing
Bulb-Brain.
I'm Gonna Waste
This Place.
I'm Gonna Trash,
Gonna Bash,
Gonna Smash.
Uh-Oh. Time To Bail.
But What About Him?
Raah!
She-Hulk: I'd
Say He Just Reached
Critical Mass.
You Don't Have
To Be A Genius To See
Where This Is Going.
Raaahh!
[Growling]
Now Hulk Mad!
We Had
A Chance Against
That Gray Fiend
But Not
The Green One!
Regardless,
I Am Holding You
To Our Agreement.
Oh, By All Means,
Do Try.
She-Hulk: Cool.
The Green One's
Still Around.
I Like Him.
Betty: As You Can See,
My Father Brought It
On Himself.
Hmm. Hardly
A New Concept With Him.
Convincing Evidence,
Ms. Ross,
Though I'm Confused
As To Where Dr. Banner Is.
Oh, He's, Um, Uh,
In There Somewhere.
I'll Have The Charges
Dropped Immediately.
Yo, Cuz, Enough
Of The Violins.
All Charges
Are Dropped,
So Get Your
Exonerated Butt
In This Plush
Leather Interior,
And Let's Go Rip
Some Highway.
Well, You Sure Are
A Cure For The Blues,
But I Need
One For The Grays
And The Greens,
If You Know
What I Mean.
Hey, If There's
A Remedy Out There,
We'll Skulk It Out
Together,
But No Messing
With My Gamma Genes,
Capish?
Yeah. Well, We'll See.
Now, How About Stopping
At Some Men's Store?
I'm Kind Of In Need
Of Some New Clothes.
Heh. Understatement,
Brucie.
That Tortured,
Brooding Look
Is Totally
Carbon-Dated.
Seat Belt's On?
Let's Blow!
Yee-Hah!
Video Journal
Of Betty Ross Continued:
When My Beloved
Bruce Banner
Went Toe-To-Toe With An
Exploding Gamma Reactor,
He Lost
2 Hulks Were Born,
One Gray, One Green,
But Only The More Savage
Green Hulk Emerged.
And His Cousin Jennifer,
Seriously Wounded,
This Shy Lawyer Received
A Hot-Blooded Transfusion
Of The Gamma Kind And Blossomed.
We're Talking
Tall, Lean, And Evergreen.
Bruce Hated Smashing
And Bashing As The Hulk,
So Doc Samson And I Used
The Experimental Nutrient Bath
To Physically Separate Them,
But One Could Not Live
Without The Other,
So Back In The Tank
They Went.
We Set It On Blend,
But An Unforeseen Ingredient
Landed In The Soup--
Rick Jones,
Fresh From A Bout
With My Hulk-Obsessed Father.
It Was Recipe For Disaster.
Rick Soaked Up
Enough Gamma Juice
To Mutate
Into A Beast Of His Own,
But One Look
At My Recovered Bruce
Sent This Teenage Hulk
Fleeing Into The Desert Night,
Bruce Quickly Following.
By The Time I Caught Up,
I Found Bruce Going Through
His Own Transformation.
Our Failed Experiment
Had Unleashed The Dormant
Unpredictable Gray Hulk.
As If Dear Old Dad
Needed To Cap Off
A Generally Destructive Night,
He Went Out Hulk Hunting
On His Own With An Omega Laser,
And This Is What He Found.
Rrraah!
This Your Idea
Of A Joke?
Heh. You're Impressed.
I Can Tell.
What Are You?
Check This
Carved Granite.
Banner
Is That You?
Oh, Yeah, That's Me,
Big, Bad, Boring Banner.
[Overdramatic]
Betty!
Rick!
Gimme A Break.
Well, Whatever
Stirred-Up Concoction
You Are Now,
Thanks For
Saving Me The Trouble
Of Hunting You Down.
Ooh!
Now To Finally
Finish It.
Aah!
Hulk ♪
Hulk ♪
Incredible Hulk ♪
Hulk ♪
Hulk, Incredible Hulk ♪
Hulk ♪
Incredible Hulk ♪
Hulk ♪
Oh, No.
Ah, Ah, What--
What's Happening?
What Have I Done?!
Aw, Man.
Unh.
What's This?
I Will Not Give In
To You, Banner!
Aah! Hunh!
This
Really
Stinks.
[Groans]
[Panting]
Freeze!
Freeze, Banner!
[Babbles]
What's Going On?
I--I--I Don't
He's Still Alive.
Call For A Medevac.
Bruce Banner,
I'm Placing You
Under Arrest
For The Attempted Murder
Of General Ross.
Radio: And To Recap
Our Top Story,
Famed Gamma-Energy Pioneer
Bruce Banner Is In Custody Today
For The Attempted Murder
Of General Thaddeus Ross.
Uh-Oh. Time For
This Legal-Eagle
To Fly.
Leader: Gargoyle!
It's Getting Worse.
Ohh. W-Why Is This
Still Happening To Me?
That Last
Gamma-Strength Transfer
Must Have Caused
An Irreversible Decline,
My Unfortunate Leader.
I Feel
My Brilliance Fading,
My Psyche Shrinking,
My Stupendous
Uh, Stupendous, Uh
Cerebellum?
Exactly.
Gone!
Look At Me.
I Have To Use My Fingers
For Quadratic Equations.
W-What Have You
Been Doing About It?
Never Fear
For I Have Already Initiated
An Ingenious Solution.
A Suitable Mutant Specimen
Now Roams The Desert.
Heh Heh.
Rraarr!
A Perfect Candidate
For The Transfusion
Of His Gamma Power
Into You--Rick Jones.
[Chuckles]
And He Is
Within Our Grasp.
[Panting]
And So Ends
Your Ingenious
Solution.
You Miserable Troll!
Can't You Do
Anything Right?
Gaah!
Mwaah!
Ooh!
[Chuckles]
[Panting]
There's Only One Person
Who Can Convince
Rick Jones To Come In
From The Desert--
Bruce Banner.
[Chuckles]
Excellent Idea
For A Pitiful Half-Wit,
But There's
A New Chain Of Command
Now, Sterns.
I Postulate
The Brilliant Plans.
Here!
You Clean Up That
Lab.
So Says The Gargoyle!
Ecch.
That Sounds As Stupid
Coming From Me
As It Did
From The Leader.
Oh, Dad, I Wish
You Could Tell Me
What Really Happened
Out There.
I Just Can't Believe
Bruce Would Hurt You.
Judge: Well,
Dr. Banner,
Are You Represented
By Counsel Or Not?
I--I Can't Imagine
Where She Is,
Your Honor. I--
Jennifer Walters
For The Defense,
Your Honor.
But You Can Call Me
The She-Hulk.
Uh, Please Take
Your Seat, Ms. Hulk--
Um, She-Walters--
Uh, Ms. Walters.
Where Were You?
Sorting Through
The Lastest Findings.
This Court Is
Now In Session,
Or Should I Say
"This Circus"?
Gargoyle: If This Works,
And We Do Restore You
To Your Gamma Greatness,
You Will What?
Go On. I Want
To Hear You Say It.
I Will Then Use
My Superior Intellect
To Find A Way
Of Curing You
Of Your Pitiful
Ugliness!
Uuh! What?!
Uh, I Mean Your, Uh,
Radiation Disfigurement.
Ah Heh Heh Heh.
So It Is Said,
So It Is Written,
And So Says The Gar--
The Gar--
Ah, Forget It.
Why Are Good Signature Lines
So Hard To Come By?
Question:
How'd I Get So Vogue
In Hunter Green, Huh,
Not To Mention Strong?
Put The Stenographer
Down, Ms. Walters.
Let Me Leak
The Secret To You.
The Defendant,
My Sweet Cousin Brucie,
Saved My Life
With A Gamma-Packed
Blood Transfusion.
You Heard Right.
"Gamma-Packed."
'Cause He's Not
Just A Man,
He's The Man.
He's The Incredible Hulk.
[All Gasping]
Order. Order!
Jennifer,
What Are You Doing?
Playing The Cards
We Got, Cuz.
That's Right, And
It Was The Hulk
Who Went Slam-Dancing
With The General
On The Night
In Question,
Not Bruce Banner.
[Whispering]
We've Got
A Live Feed Now.
Are You Sure?
Your Honor, May
I Then Ask Counsel
To Explain This?
Bruce Banner
Could Not Possibly Be
The Incredible Hulk,
Because
There Is The Hulk,
Ladies And Gentlemen,
Wandering The Desert
As We Speak.
[All Gasping]
Rick.
Objection, Your Honor.
I Object.
Overruled.
Bruce Banner Is
No More The Hulk
Than You Or I.
He Is Clearly
Guilty As Charged.
But That--That's Not--
[Crowd Yelling]
Get Everyone Out!
Betty!
[Strains]
[Chuckles]
Ohh.
You Dropped Him!
No Wonder
We Have To Restore
Your Gamma Powers.
As A Sidekick,
You're Pathetic.
Uhh. Hang On.
This Is What We Call
A Situation Green.
Eyaah!
Huh?
Oh.
[Chuckling]
Oh. Hmm.
[Strains]
Hulk.
I Can't
Keep--Uhh
Him In.
Ahh.
Uhh.
[Grunting]
No!
My Condition
Is Worse Than I Thought.
I--I--I'm Color-Blind.
Nooo!
Yes!
Yes!
A Gray Hulk?
Now There's A Shade
I Can Relate To.
Uh-Oh. Tensile Strength
On The Claw
Is Reaching
Maximum Pressure.
It's Holding Him.
I'm Back!
Ooh
And I Stuck
That Landing Good.
Heh. Now, Let's See
Who Ticked Off The Doc
Bad Enough
To Uncork Yours Truly.
Pounded And Grounded.
Time For Some
Gray-Matter Mashing.
Nnn! Release Me!
Hmm, Check This.
A Talking Toad.
Wait!
Yes, Wait!
What Are You,
A Henchman Lite?
Wait Your Turn.
I'll Pulp You
In A Second.
Uh, Please.
We Wish To Make You
A Proposal.
You Ain't My Type.
We--We Can Get Rid Of
Bruce Banner For You
Forever.
Lose Banner?
A Simple Procedure,
Once I Am Restored
As The Leader.
Yeah.
Yeah.
I Could Definitely
Appreciate A Little Downtime
Without Having To Worry
About Deteriorating Into
That Goofball Geek.
And In Exchange, You
Go Into The Desert,
Find That Mutant
Juvenile Jones,
And Bring Him To Us.
So Says The--
Eeeyaah!
Ohh!
You Two Lay
One Heinous Finger
On My Cousin Brucie,
And You'll
Have To Answer
To The She-Hulk.
You Said "She-Hulk."
We Related?
Cousins.
Though I Must Say This
Is A New Look For Bruce.
Color's Good, But
The 'Tude Is Wearing
A Little Thin.
Yeah? Well, Get Used
To It, Sweet Pea.
Banner's
Bought His Last Pair
Of Purple Trousers.
I'm Taking Over,
And You're Getting Lost.
You Lumbering
Lump Of Charcoal.
See You
At The Family Reunion!
We're Not Finished!
Computer,
Display Selected
Satellite Photo.
Magnify This Quadrant.
Hmm.
Adjust To Daylight
Illumination And
Regulate Distortion.
Slow Advance.
Yes.
I Knew It.
Bruce Is Innocent.
Ha.
Well, If Those
Sconeheads Think They
Ditched The She-Hulk,
They Misjudged The Brains
Behind This Beauty.
One Homing Device
Still Functional,
And That's My Map
To Gamma Goon Central.
Rrr.
Raah!
Whoa, Friend.
You And Me,
We Gotta Stick
Together, Right?
No One Cares
About Us,
'Cause We're
Monsters,
But I'll Watch
Your Back.
All You Gotta Do
Is Trust Me.
Do You Trust Me?
[Chuckles]
You'll Never Make It
As A Hulk, Kid.
Nnn!
You're Way
Too Trusting.
Gamma Transfer Unit
On-Line.
Sponging Off
This Kid's Energy
Ain't Gonna
Hurt Him, Is It?
[Chuckles]
Oh, He'll Be Hurting,
But He'll Survive--
A Small Price To Pay
For Our Happiness.
[Groans]
Oh, Yes.
Yes!
My Glorious
Gamma Genius
Has Been Restored.
Yeah, Cool
If You Like It,
Bud, But To Me,
You Look Like
An Unwashed
Asparagus.
So You Got Yours.
Now Give Me Mine.
Yank This
Banner Bum Outta
My Buff, Gray Bod.
Oh, Certainly.
Just Lean Back, Relax,
And Leave
The Siphoning To Us.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm Feeling It.
He's Fighting
Inside Of Me.
Uhh! Aah.
Hey, This Don't
Feel Right.
I'm Losing
Some Strength Here.
You
You Set Me Up!
You Expected Less?
Gargoyle, Drain Him
Of His Gamma Power
Until Nothing Remains
But A Tiny, Quivering
Gray Worm.
Yaarr!
The Green Hulk's
Gamma Power Was
Simply Too Primal
For My Complex Intellect.
You, However,
Are A Less Savage Brute
And A Perfect Donor.
Rrr. Let Me Redefine
"Savage" For You.
She-Hulk: Uhh!
Uhh-Yuhh!
Hah!
Uhh!
When This Is Over,
I Expect Some
Major-League Groveling
From You, Hulkster.
You Got It,
Soon As I Wad
That Popcorn-Head
Into A Hacky Sack.
Nrrr!
Gamma Warriors,
Attack!
Hrr!
Unh! Aah!
Trick Or Treat,
Smell My Feet.
Uhh!
These Gamma Legs
Just Can't Be Beat.
Uhh!
The Kid!
Hi-Yaah!
Long Time No See.
Nice To Know You Got
Past That Mutant Phase
You Were In.
And Nice To See
You Didn't.
Sit Tight, Handsome.
I'm In The Groove
And Doing Some Damage.
Feel Free
To Take Notes.
Green Ain't My Favorite Color.
That Cousin Of Mine
Is Wearing In Well.
I Don't
Particularly Care
For The Way
This Conflict
Is Shaping Up.
You Backstabbing
Bulb-Brain.
I'm Gonna Waste
This Place.
I'm Gonna Trash,
Gonna Bash,
Gonna Smash.
Uh-Oh. Time To Bail.
But What About Him?
Raah!
She-Hulk: I'd
Say He Just Reached
Critical Mass.
You Don't Have
To Be A Genius To See
Where This Is Going.
Raaahh!
[Growling]
Now Hulk Mad!
We Had
A Chance Against
That Gray Fiend
But Not
The Green One!
Regardless,
I Am Holding You
To Our Agreement.
Oh, By All Means,
Do Try.
She-Hulk: Cool.
The Green One's
Still Around.
I Like Him.
Betty: As You Can See,
My Father Brought It
On Himself.
Hmm. Hardly
A New Concept With Him.
Convincing Evidence,
Ms. Ross,
Though I'm Confused
As To Where Dr. Banner Is.
Oh, He's, Um, Uh,
In There Somewhere.
I'll Have The Charges
Dropped Immediately.
Yo, Cuz, Enough
Of The Violins.
All Charges
Are Dropped,
So Get Your
Exonerated Butt
In This Plush
Leather Interior,
And Let's Go Rip
Some Highway.
Well, You Sure Are
A Cure For The Blues,
But I Need
One For The Grays
And The Greens,
If You Know
What I Mean.
Hey, If There's
A Remedy Out There,
We'll Skulk It Out
Together,
But No Messing
With My Gamma Genes,
Capish?
Yeah. Well, We'll See.
Now, How About Stopping
At Some Men's Store?
I'm Kind Of In Need
Of Some New Clothes.
Heh. Understatement,
Brucie.
That Tortured,
Brooding Look
Is Totally
Carbon-Dated.
Seat Belt's On?
Let's Blow!
Yee-Hah!