Bruce Banner: Maybe once, you were my father. But, you're not now and you never will be.
David Banner: Oh, is that so? Well, I got news for you. I didn't come here to see you. I came here to see my son. My real son. The one inside of you. You're nothing but a superficial shell, a husk of flimsy consciousness ready to be torn off at a moment's notice.
Bruce: You can think what you like. I don't care. Just go!
David: No, son. Listen to me. I've found a cure, for me. My cells can transform, too. Absorb enormous amounts of energy. But, unlike you, they're unstable. Son, I need your strength. I gave you life, now you must give it back to me. Only a million times more radiant, more powerful!
Bruce: (shaking) Stop!
David: Stop what?! Stop what?! Think about all those men out there, in their uniforms! Barking and swallowing orders! Inflicting their petty rule over the entire globe! Think of all the harm they've done! To you! To me! To humanity! And know this, that we can make them, and their flags and their anthems and their governments dissappear! In a flash! You and me!
Bruce: I'd rather die!
David: Oh, that's your answer. And indeed you shall die. And be reborn a hero! Of the kind that walked Earth long before the pale religions of civilization infected humanity's soul!
Bruce: GO...!
David: Stop your bawling, you weak, little speck of human trash. I'll go! You just watch me go!!
David Banner: Oh, is that so? Well, I got news for you. I didn't come here to see you. I came here to see my son. My real son. The one inside of you. You're nothing but a superficial shell, a husk of flimsy consciousness ready to be torn off at a moment's notice.
Bruce: You can think what you like. I don't care. Just go!
David: No, son. Listen to me. I've found a cure, for me. My cells can transform, too. Absorb enormous amounts of energy. But, unlike you, they're unstable. Son, I need your strength. I gave you life, now you must give it back to me. Only a million times more radiant, more powerful!
Bruce: (shaking) Stop!
David: Stop what?! Stop what?! Think about all those men out there, in their uniforms! Barking and swallowing orders! Inflicting their petty rule over the entire globe! Think of all the harm they've done! To you! To me! To humanity! And know this, that we can make them, and their flags and their anthems and their governments dissappear! In a flash! You and me!
Bruce: I'd rather die!
David: Oh, that's your answer. And indeed you shall die. And be reborn a hero! Of the kind that walked Earth long before the pale religions of civilization infected humanity's soul!
Bruce: GO...!
David: Stop your bawling, you weak, little speck of human trash. I'll go! You just watch me go!!
Betty: We're buried out here in the middle of nowhere. How long are you going to keep him sedated?
Ross: For the rest of his natural life, if I have to.
Betty: You said I could trust you.
Ross: I'm your father. You can trust me to do what I think is right, not what you think you want.
Betty: He is a human being.
Ross: Well, he is also something else. Suppose he gets out? Has one of his little mood swings in a populated area?
Betty: Yes, I'm aware of the potential danger; I'm also aware that he saved my life.
Ross: Yeah, from a mutant French poodle. I'm indebted to him for that. He also put three men in a hospital and Talbot's barely walking! I mean, what do you want me to do?!
Betty: I want you to help him! Why is he such a threat to you?
Ross: Because I know what he comes from! He is his father's son, every last molecule of him! He says he doesn't know his father, but he's working in the same exact goddamn field his father did! So, either he's lying, or it's something worse, that he's...
Betty: What? Predestined to follow in his father's footsteps?
Ross: I was going to say "damned".
Betty: Of course you were, but I'm a scientist. As a scientist, I believe we can figure this out and he can be helped.
Ross: I know you do. Whether you know or care, I've got a lot of pride in what you've done, but this is too big for you.
Betty: Look, I know the government thinks they have a weapon on their hands, otherwise he'd be dead by now. They can probe and prod all they want. In the meanwhile, just let me try to help him. Nobody knows him better than I do. What did David Banner do to him?
Ross: For the rest of his natural life, if I have to.
Betty: You said I could trust you.
Ross: I'm your father. You can trust me to do what I think is right, not what you think you want.
Betty: He is a human being.
Ross: Well, he is also something else. Suppose he gets out? Has one of his little mood swings in a populated area?
Betty: Yes, I'm aware of the potential danger; I'm also aware that he saved my life.
Ross: Yeah, from a mutant French poodle. I'm indebted to him for that. He also put three men in a hospital and Talbot's barely walking! I mean, what do you want me to do?!
Betty: I want you to help him! Why is he such a threat to you?
Ross: Because I know what he comes from! He is his father's son, every last molecule of him! He says he doesn't know his father, but he's working in the same exact goddamn field his father did! So, either he's lying, or it's something worse, that he's...
Betty: What? Predestined to follow in his father's footsteps?
Ross: I was going to say "damned".
Betty: Of course you were, but I'm a scientist. As a scientist, I believe we can figure this out and he can be helped.
Ross: I know you do. Whether you know or care, I've got a lot of pride in what you've done, but this is too big for you.
Betty: Look, I know the government thinks they have a weapon on their hands, otherwise he'd be dead by now. They can probe and prod all they want. In the meanwhile, just let me try to help him. Nobody knows him better than I do. What did David Banner do to him?
Even now, I can feel it. Buried somewhere deep inside, watching me, waiting. But, you know what scares me the most? When I can't fight it anymore, when it takes over, when I totally lose control. I like it.
— Bruce Banner
Death is a kind of forgetting. You see, each time a human cell replicates, it loses a little more DNA from the end of its chromosomes. Now, eventually what happens is, it forgets so much that it forgets its function, its ability to cope with trauma, to continue to reproduce. Okay? Whereas life; life has the ability to both retrieve and to act on memory. What makes the nanomeds so extraordinary and continuing our funding worthy, of course is the fact they are life... unbound. It's beautiful, but it's untenable. Part of life is death, is forgetting and unchecked, it's mutatious, it's monstrous. See, the nanomeds remember their instructions too well. Basically, to stay in balance and alive, we must forget as much as we remember.
— Bruce Banner
Fear? Perhaps, Miss Ross. And loneliness, too. Yes... I feel them both. But I have lived... completely once. I was so much in love, and she so much wanted a baby. My baby. I could tell from the moment she conceived that it wasn't a son I had given her but something else. A monster, maybe. I should have put a stop to it right then, but I was curious and that was my downfall. And as I watched this tiny life unfold, I began to imagine the horror of it and my curiosity was replaced with compassion. But they took away my chance to cure him. Your father threw me out. I remember that day so well, every moment, every sensation, walking into the house, the feeling of the handle of the knife in my hand. I knew I was doing a father's work, fulfilling a father's mercy. But then, she surprised me. It was as if she and the knife merged. You cannot imagine the unbearable finality of it. And in that one moment, I took everything that was dear to me and transformed it into nothing more than a memory.
— David Banner
Don't be sorry. My son is... unique. That's why you can't relate to him. And because he is unique, the world will not tolerate his existence, will they? But you— you try, don't you? Yes. And a very beautiful woman like you, your attentions... can't be completely unwanted. Can they? No. Not with eyes like yours, watching expectantly, lovingly. But I'm afraid we're both too late to help him. There's nothing I can do for him... or for you. Besides, he's made it clear he wants nothing to do with me. His choice. Now, if you'll excuse me, Miss Ross, I have some work to do. And don't worry about the dogs. You'll be fine. Just don't look 'em in the eyes.
— David Banner
You know, for me this is a win-win situation. You turn green, and all these guys come in and kill you and I perform the autopsy. You don't, and I mop the floor with you, and maybe by accident go too far and break your neck. Bad science, maybe, but personally gratifying.
— Glenn Talbot
Talbot: Under control, general. I'll let you know if we need you.
Ross: Unacceptable. I'll see if your ass is down there immediately. I want a full course evacuation now. I'm shutting you down.
Talbot: Lockdown.
Analyst: Didn't you hear what the general said?
Talbot: I said, lockdown!
Ross: Unacceptable. I'll see if your ass is down there immediately. I want a full course evacuation now. I'm shutting you down.
Talbot: Lockdown.
Analyst: Didn't you hear what the general said?
Talbot: I said, lockdown!
You know, someday I'm gonna write a book and I'm gonna call it "When Stupid Ideals Happen To Smart, Penniless Scientists".
— Glenn Talbot
Bruce: How's Harper?
Betty: He's alright. He's safe. But I don't think he's coming back to the lab for while, though. I don't understand how this is possible. You should be dead.
Bruce: They worked. The nanomeds. I mean, I feel great. I feel like, they fixed me.
Betty: Bruce, they've killed everything they come into contact with. Are you sure the doctor checked?
Bruce: The doctor gave me a full workup; He wants to know where he can get what I'm taking! I'm a hundred percent! ...More.
Betty: What do you mean?
Bruce: Remember my bad knee? Well, now, it's my good knee.
Betty: Bruce, this isn't funny. I was watching you. You were going to die, and I was going to have to watch you die.
Bruce: Betty, I'm sorry. Really. Hey, I'm not going to explode, okay?
Betty: Yeah.
Bruce: You should get some rest. But I'm fine, really. I've never felt better.
Betty: He's alright. He's safe. But I don't think he's coming back to the lab for while, though. I don't understand how this is possible. You should be dead.
Bruce: They worked. The nanomeds. I mean, I feel great. I feel like, they fixed me.
Betty: Bruce, they've killed everything they come into contact with. Are you sure the doctor checked?
Bruce: The doctor gave me a full workup; He wants to know where he can get what I'm taking! I'm a hundred percent! ...More.
Betty: What do you mean?
Bruce: Remember my bad knee? Well, now, it's my good knee.
Betty: Bruce, this isn't funny. I was watching you. You were going to die, and I was going to have to watch you die.
Bruce: Betty, I'm sorry. Really. Hey, I'm not going to explode, okay?
Betty: Yeah.
Bruce: You should get some rest. But I'm fine, really. I've never felt better.
