01x02 - Enter the Gorgon

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Dr Banner, exposed to
the full radiation of gamma rays,

has turned into a monstrous Hulk,

and as such unwittingly interrupts
a traitor's stealthy search

for the gamma ray formula.

You will sh**t me no more.

No, don't.
Stand back.

So, this is what the little man
tried to destroy me with.

A g*n.

Here.
Try again, little man.

You aren't human.

Hulk, stop or you'll k*ll him.

Lying amidst the debris,
Rick discovers the gamma ray formula.

This looks important.
I'd better give it to the army.

- You wrote it as Bruce Banner.
- Banner? Bruce Banner?

Who's Bruce Banner?

I know that face,
but it is weak, gentle. I hate it.

The man in this picture
was you before you changed.

You can't hate him.

What? Me?

That puny weakling?

Never! And as for you...

What?
What do you mean?

Suddenly the Hulk
is seized with a tremor,

and as the good of Bruce Benner
wars with the evil in his clouded brain,

miraculously, he becomes
Dr Bruce Banner once more.

The veil has lifted.
I can think again.

It's over.
The nightmare is over.

- Welcome back, Doc.
- Open up in there.

- Where is he? Where's the Hulk?
- The Hulk?

- They must mean you, Doc.
- Dr Banner.

We trailed him here.
I know the Hulk came in here.

The Hulk.

Igor must've been looking
for my gamma ray formula.

Well, Doctor,
explanations are in order.

How do you account for that wound?

Back off, buddy.
Who do you think he is, the Hulk?

We were in the jeep
that hit that Hulk, sir.

He was nothing like Dr Banner.

He was huge and powerful,
like maybe an escaped gorilla.

No, looked more like
a big old circus bear to me.

Wow. You were seeing things, fellas.

Luckily, Igor did not find that formula.

Bruce... That is, Dr Banner.
I never expected to find...

To find me involved in a search
for some sort of monster?

Well, neither did I.

- Easy does it, Doc. Easy now.
- You're ill.

He just needs peace
and quiet, lady, that's all.

Very well, then, I'll go.
But if I can help you...

Miss Ross, Betty, I'll call you
after I've pulled myself together.

It's Betty now, is it?
How revolting.

Please do call, Bruce.

I suspect you're in great trouble
and I want to help.

Now, Doc, tell me, how did it feel,
being the Hulk, I mean?

Don't, Rick, not now.

Say, what's wrong?
It's all over, isn't it?

Over? No, Rick, it isn't over.
It's just the beginning.

How do I know that I won't become
a monstrous hulk once more,

anywhere, at any time?

Yet I can only sit here waiting,
wondering when I may again change

into that brutal, bestial,
subhuman creature.

And what of Igor,
brooding darkly in his cell?

These American fools.
Even in a cell I am dangerous.

Now, by means of my subminiature
shortwave sending set,

I shall transmit their secret
far across the sea to the Gorgon.

He will know what to do.

A code message from Igor arrives
and is relayed to a foreign officer.

He realises its importance

and, afraid to face
the awful Gorgon himself,

assigns the task to a subordinate
who, equally fearful,

passes it on to another underling,
and so,

in typically courageous fashion,
the message has gone down the line

to the last unfortunate
who has no one left to hand it to.

So off he goes,
trembling all the way.

Who stands outside my door?

Speak or face the Gorgon's wrath.

Rather than face the most
terrifying man in all of Asia,

the courier slips the papers
under his door.

They dare not face me,
and with good reason.

Unbelievable.

There exists in America
a creature called the Hulk

whose power almost matches mine?

Well, we shall see.

What will happen
when these two menaces clash?

What mysterious power
does Gorgon possess

that he dares to face
the Incredible Hulk?