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There's simply no way to shield against every weaponized agent.

Instead, I can make super-immune systems

by strengthening the human cellular response.

Banner, I know where you're going.

But manipulating the immune system is dangerous and stupid.

The President's science advisors made it absolutely clear,

no human subjects.

David, I have wonderful news.

I'm gonna have a baby.

What's it gonna be?

Look at that, Bruce. Want a dinosaur?

Let's have a little fight.

You don't scare me.

That's a delicious eyeball.

You're big and green and scary. I'm gonna run away.

Really, speaking of Cheryl, guess what...

Bruce, you're hurt!

Jack hit him with the stick, but Bruce wouldn't hit him back.

He just stood there, shaking.

It's okay.

Yeah, strange he didn't make a peep.

Any other kid would've wailed his head off.

That's Bruce. He's like that. He's just so bottled up.

The samples we found in your lab, they were human blood.

You've ignored protocol.

You had no right snooping around in my lab.

- That's my business. - Wrong, Banner.

It's government business, and you're off the project.

Attention, all personnel! Fail-safe has been initiated.

Gamma decontamination will occur in 30 minutes.

Evacuate immediately. I repeat,

evacuate immediately!

- Edith? - David, what's going on?

- I gotta talk to you, Edith. - Bruce, stay here.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I'm trying to tell you what's gotta be done!

David, please stop it! No!

David, no!

- No! - Yes!

David! No!

Bruce.

Bruce, wake up, Son.

Bruce. Bruce.

Another nightmare?

I don't know.

I don't remember.

Hi, Mom.

Already off to college.

- I'm gonna miss you terribly. - I'll miss you, too.

Please, come here.

Look at you. Soon to be a great scientist.

- I guess. I mean, who knows? - I do.

There's something inside you so special.

Some kind of greatness.

I'm sure someday you're gonna share it with the whole world.

But as far as I'm concerned, security ought to be...

- Good morning, Dr. Krenzler. - Good morning.

Security ought to be beefed up a lot more.

In a place like this you can't be too careful.

Bruce! Big day. Did you sleep? I didn't sleep.

- I slept okay. ls Betty here? - She's around.

I really gotta say, seeing you in that styling headwear...

You're implying something about my helmet?

You look like a massive nerd, even around other scientists.

Can I just ask?

Were you wearing the helmet while she dumped you?

See, it protects my very important brain, Harper.

Go prep the samples.

- Hey. I found you. - Betty, hey.

- I hate them. - Wait, I just got here. Who do we hate?

The review board. We have to make a presentation on Tuesday.

And you're gonna make it with me.

- You think I should? - Yeah, you're great with that stuff.

You start talking about microbes and nanomeds,

you sound almost passionate.

I'm sorry. That was rude.

Look, nobody expects this to be easy,

us working together after being so close.

We were close?

Look, if I could be more

whatever, you know. I'm just...

Don't. It's not your fault, really.

You're just a by-product of my inexplicable obsession

with emotionally distant men.

I'll get over us.

Good for you.

Anyway, I'm just really stressed about this review.

If we don't get impressive results today,

we're gonna have a really hard sell come Tuesday.

Well, then, let's go be impressive.

Harper?

- Ready when you are. - Let's hit it.

Are we passing inspection?

Safeties all going green. Countdown's started.

Nanomeds released.

Four seconds.

Okay, nanomeds fully dispersed.

Okay, let's hit Freddie with the gamma radiation.

Gamma exposure.

Nanomeds now active.

Nanomeds replicating cells on border.

It's working.

Cell copy to disassemble ratio holding within 1%.

Imbalanced nanomed activity.

You wanna go to the review board on Monday

and tell them we've developed a brand-new method for exploding frogs?

Yeah, I think maybe there's a market for it.

I mean, what if there's a plague?

What have you had, Betty, like, one beer?

I'm just... I'm just saying, you know, frogs start falling from the sky,

who do they come to?

- We'd be world-renowned. - Make any parent proud.

I bet they would be.

They actually did want me to be a scientist.

I mean, your birth parents.

Guess we'll never know.

I don't understand why you don't want to find out about them.

They're dead. They died before I could remember anything.

Why do you always come back to this?

Don't know.

I guess I figure there's more to you than you like to show.

I guess there couldn't be any less.

Right. So now we come full circle back to that.

Nice work, Betty.

Betty.

- Glenn. - Hey.

- Hi. - Hi.

What happened to your uniform?

Oh, I switched over.

I'm still working with your father, but...

Well, you know, the military's subcontracting out

all the most interesting work, and...

Can't argue with the paycheck.

I basically run all the labs on the base now.

Hey, you're...

You're looking good.

You're the genetics expert.

Ah, the good old college days.

So, how's business?

What do you want?

All right, I'll cut to the chase.

I've been hearing interesting things about what you guys are doing here.

Your little molecular machines have some incredible implications.

How would you like to come work for Atheon?

Get paid 10 times as much as you earn now

and own a piece of the patents.

- You just have to say the word. - Two words, the door.

- General? - Come in.

Talbot wanted you to see this, sir.

It's about a lab Atheon is targeting for acquisition and removal to Desert Base.

Why isn't it going through NSC?

It concerns your daughter, sir.

Hi. Sorry.

Hey, what happened to Benny? Is he not working the night shift anymore?

Benny's dead. I'm the new guy.

Oh.

- Good to meet you. - Same.

- Let's try another. - No, stay here.

- I look tired anyway. - Yeah, but you look great.

What's the matter?

It's these dreams, Doctor. I keep having them and they're terrible.

Tell me about your dream.

Well, it starts...

It starts with a memory. I think it's my first memory.

It's this image I have

from when I was maybe two years old.

Do you think it's just a dream?

No, I think it's something that happened

when I was living at a desert base with my father.

Anyhow, the dream goes on

and suddenly I'm alone.

That's terrible. You know I'd never hurt you.

Hey, there.

What's your name, darling?

What's your name?

Okay. It's okay.

- I gotta talk to you, Edith. - Bruce, stay here.

C, T, G, A,

G.

Bruce.

My Bruce.

Morning. Glenn dropped by.

- What's he doing here? - You know, Dr. Krenzler,

you and I have never had the chance to get to know each other properly.

Well, that's because I don't want to get to know you, properly or improperly.

So leave.

Hey, no worries.

Let me give you a little heads up.

There is a hair's breadth between friendly offer and hostile takeover.

I've done my homework. The work you're doing here is dynamite.

Think, GIs embedded with technology

that makes them instantly repairable on the battlefield

in our sole possession.

- That's a hell of a business. - Well, it's not what we're doing here.

We're doing the basic science for everyone.

You know, someday I'm gonna write a book and I'm gonna call it,

When Stupid Ideals Happen to Smart Penniless Scientists.

In the meantime, Bruce, you will be hearing from me.

- About Glenn, I... - There's nothing to talk about.