In a world where hungry beasts lurk in the shadows, one
man will risk everything for the fate of his stomach.
Rye, tomatoes, pickles, bean sprouts?
Peanut butter, ham, turkey, Swiss, mustard.
Ah, now, before Hulk or Thor can catch a whiff...
Voila! A sandwich assembled!
Oh, perfect sandwich.
Sir, a dangerous projectile has entered Earth's atmosphere.
Hey, Jarvis? Perfect sandwich.
Impressive. Perhaps the sandwich would like to save the city?
All right "projectile," you got my attention. Stinks to be you.
Warning. Target identified as friendly.
Uh, check your dictionary app, Jarv.
Great balls of fire are not friendly.
Oh. Changing the play from shoot to catch.
Sir, I would not recommend this particular course of action.
Don't worry, I can catch as well as I can shoot.
That's what I do. Perfect sandwich, perfect landing. Tony'll pay for that.
So are you gonna say thank you or just lie there looking green, Hulk?
Hulk? What... Who Hulk?
Uh, eight feet tall, attitude problem, has a thing for smashing.
Wait, you serious?
Can't remember anything except world's gonna end.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Perfect.
I'm no expert, but it looks like he took a serious
shot to the head, hence the amnesia and the bruising.
And what's strong enough to smack the Hulk across the sky like that?
Nothing, which is a very scary thought.
Being covered in Hulk, that's a very scary
thought. Does Stark own an air freshener factory?
No, but I'll build you one for each armpit. How's the patient?
A ghost!
What's your name?
Okay, then.
Where are you? This is important.
I know, that's why we're holo-chatting while I save a.
Japanese oil tanker from sinking.
What do we know?
Hulk has retrograde amnesia. Doesn't even sound
like the Hulk. The only thing he seems sure of is...
The world is gonna end!
If I had a dollar for every time I heard that one, I'd be even richer.
Now, about that storm. I'm getting weird readings
on it. It's unlike anything I've ever seen.
Need back up?
Not yet. I'll play storm chaser while you guys try and
jog Hulk's memory. Try his room. Couldn't hurt, right?
He really keeps the place clean, doesn't he?
And so purty.
Not that there's anything wrong with clean and purty. Whoa!
Remember anything yet, big fella?
Maybe. Bird Face is new. Joke Man not funny. Flag Man name is... Flag Man?
Progress. Except I'm hilarious.
This isn't working. We need to retrace Hulk's steps. Figure out where
he was, what hit him. Do any of you know what he does with his day?
Besides smashing? Nope.
I didn't scan any internal injuries. Maybe it's gamma gas?
Oh, please be wrong. Be so wrong. Hey, it's a receipt
for... Oh, man, you are not gonna believe where it's from.
I'm the Hulk, right? Why is that a surprise?
Your temper doesn't always mix with competitive sports.
I have a temper?
You got some nerve showin' your mug here, you
big green dope! This is the end of the world!
The Thing?
The Thing.
Fighting the Hulk?
Yeah. It's as bad as you think.
Don't hit me, Rock Face. I have a head injury. And maybe a temper!
Temper? You wanna see a temper?
Enough! We don't have time for this, Ben. Hulk's lost his memory.
Yeah? Well, gimme a second and I'll pound it back inna him!
He said the world's in danger. We need to know what happened here.
Okay, Hulk and me was gonna roll a nice, civilized game, like every week.
You guys are bowling buddies?
Not anymore! I mean look at this place! Do you know how hard it is
findin' size forty-seven bowlin' shoes? Huh? Yancy Street Lanes was it!
Which is weirder, that the Hulk bowls or that he wears shoes?
So we was havin' a nice time, right? But then Hulk accused me
o' cheatin'! For the record, I never stepped over the line!
Things kinda developed from there. Insults were
exchanged, punches were thrown. You know, the usual.
Totally civilized. Until this yahoo busts a gas
main, without so much as a "sorry I busted your"
"gas main!" I mean, it's like the end of the world here!
What am I gonna do on Wednesday nights?
"The end of the world."
Tony can make this right, right?
It's crisis time, guys. This storm's even worse than I thought.
I'm reading worldwide seismic activity, tidal shifts. Very big, very bad stuff.
Hulk may have been on to something. Figure out what he was talking about ASAP!
This is one of those times I really wish I knew the Hulk better.
No kidding. He must have been somewhere important today.
So, what, you clobbered the Hulk and gave him that bruise?
I wish. I didn't get a chance! He took off with his red and
blue pajama pal, Webhead, just before the place went up.
What's a webhead?
Hot dogs! Get your friendly neighborhood hot dogs!
No charge forextra webbing.
The Avengers? Yes!
This is so the end of the world.
I'm guessing it's so not.
Dude, I have this Spanish final I have to study for and... I, I mean,
S.H.I.E.L.D. field tactical test thing. In español. So can you take over?
Take over what?
Paying for the Hulk's lunch.
Excuse me.
He didn't tell you? I just got my allowance, uh,
S.H.I.E.L.D. pay and I heard a ruckus on Yancy street.
Turns out to be my green pal looking blue, so I ask for the
deets. He was pretty mad, something about cheating and smashing,
so I invite him to talk it out over some dirty water dogs instead.
Well, apparently when the Hulk sulks, he eats meats. Rhymes.
Spidey, please.
He ate, like, every hot dog in Midtown. And then he took off without paying.
So here I am, your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, trying to make good
when I should be practicing ¿Dónde está la biblioteca, for... S.H.I.E.L.D.
Webhead is funny.
So, that's it? No battle? Nothing end-of-the-worldy happened?
No. It was all hot dogs and rainbows. Literally.
You didn't catch the rainbow when you flew in?
No. No, we did not.
Rainbow!
Aw, that's what he did last time! Come back here and sell these wieners!
Follow him!
But hot dogs! Perros calientes?
Readings indicate it's a portal of some kind.
Then take us in!
This might've been a bad idea!
Got to pull up or the world's gonna end sooner than we think.
I hate this day so much!
Hulk is strong! You welcome!
We gonna tell Tony about this?
No, we are not.
It looks like candy! Ooh.
Have you ever seen this side of the Hulk?
No. And I'm not sure if it's adorable or really disturbing.
Maybe an explosive arrow will knock his memory back.
Not here!
Okay. Just a joke. Funny Man, remember?
What is this place?
Hail, friend Hulk! Back so soon?
Hey, the seventies called, they want their sun tan back.
Stow it, Hawkeye. His name's Glorian. A very
respected, very powerful inter-dimensional craftsman.
There's a file on him in Avengers Tower. You guys don't read the files?
We gotta get you a hobby, Cap.
Reading files is my hobby.
Welcome to my humble home, mighty Avengers. I am the
galaxy's greatest builder, he, its greatest smasher.
We appreciate each other's talents. Why, he was just
here earlier today regaling me with tales of smashing.
You seem perplexed. He did confide that some of you are simple-minded.
He said what?
Glorian, sorry to rush this, but Hulk lost his memory sometime after he
was here. We think he discovered something dangerous after he left you.
How could he forget all this? Hulk, you came
here for the new statuette I'd promised.
The glass figurines in his room. Long way to go for a collection.
Hulk was admiring the piece when your Viking comrade arrived.
Wait, Thor was here?
Bit of a barbarian. Droned on about your efforts to determine who is stronger.
Hulk, this is important. Where is Thor now?
I, I... Ooh. I don't feel so good.
After a thousand hot dogs? I wonder why.
Yuck! All over the nice man's crystal cabana?
Ooh.
Um, guys, you should look at this.
No, we really, really shouldn't.
That ain't no hot dog.
Tell me I'm seeing this. We're in a disco neon, crystal,
rainbow palace where the Hulk's being attacked by his own yak?
Affirmative.
Just when you think you know a guy. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go hurl.
It's growing!
Stop it! Hulk not remember this place, but it's too pretty to get smashed!
"Pretty?"
Sorry for the mess.
"Sorry?"
Worry not, friend Hulk. It is an honor to have my home smashed
by someone of your stature. You, sir, are a virtuoso.
Avengers, where are you? I can't find you on any scanners.
Iron Man. We finally have a lead on Hulk's world-ending threat. I think...
Look, meet me at the tower, now!
Bye, Glowy Man.
Till next we meet, friend Hulk! Truly, a master of disaster.
You have some interesting friends, Hulk.
I bet I have a lot of friends you don't know about.
Well, I'm not telling him.
I told you. End of the world.
I think I liked it better when you just said "Hulk smash."
You guys have fun joyriding through alternate dimensions?
We've been reconstructing Hulk's day to figure out what beat the snot out of him.
Not this. I ate this. Just didn't stay ate.
Sir, my scan of the creature has detected microscopic traces of lunar dust.
Lunar? Jarvis, three-D the Hulk's shiner. Now, invert the impression.
It isn't a bruise from a fist. It's from a hammer. Mjölnir.
That's a funny word. Miol-near. Miol-near!
So Thor hit the Hulk hard enough to give him amnesia?
Well, if you're gonna hit the Hulk, you don't want him to remember it.
Here's what happened. I was sniffing around these seismic
anomalies, and guess who decided it was playtime?
Thor and the Green Guy were arguing over who's stronger,
which never gets old, while I was trying to work.
So I told them to leave the tower and fight somewhere
else. Anywhere else. My exact words were...
You two want to beat each other to a pulp, take it to the moon!
Oh, I went to the moon to wrestle a Viking? Cool.
Don't say 'cool.' It sounds wrong.
All of these seismic shifts and upheavals are consistent with
massive changes in gravity between the Earth and the moon.
The moon. The moon. The moon! Yes! I remember!
Please, say there's something to smash up there?
Yeah. Big smash!
Hulk! Where are you?
Floods, earthquakes, chaos. Should we really be leaving at a time like this?
If we don't, there won't be an Earth left to worry about. I've been in touch
with S.H.I.E.L.D. They're on damage control until we shut down the problem.
There, the Blue Area! Only sector of the moon
with breathable atmosphere thanks to the Watcher.
The who?
There's a file.
I'm floating!
Later! There's Thor.
You do remember how to smash, don't you?
Some things you never forget. Avengers, fight!
Close enough.
Targeting giant spaghetti monster.
Finally! What were you people doing? Seeing of the sights?
You have any idea what this thing is?
I know it from ancient legend. A Badun-Cylek, a mindless
destroyer of planets. If it consumes the moon...
End of the world. We know.
It's a giant parasite, feeding off whatever it's latched onto. In this case, the moon's
mass. If we don't stop it, it'll completely tear the moon apart. And the Earth is next.
Well, then let's make sure it doesn't get that far.
Hulk? You're gonna have to finish what you started.
I don't remember, but they say you hit me!
Of course I did! It was your idea!
My idea?
I tracked you down in Glorian's realm for our scheduled sparring match. After returning
to Avengers Tower, Iron Man suggested we come to the moon to continue our contest.
Got all that. New stuff please!
Ours was a mighty battle, which I was winning, but it
was interrupted when we chanced across Badun-Cylek!
Your combat tactics were valiant, but I was
certain that your efforts to eat the beast would
come to naught. With our comlinks damaged and no transportation, you had a brilliant idea.
You won't be angry?
I'm always angry.
I mean at me, for this.
What's the matter? Afraid to finally take a shot, Goldilocks?
A mighty blow from Mjölnir sent you back to.
Earth. You were to return with our teammates.
There's a sort of genius about that plan.
Except for the amnesia and the parasite and...
That's mine!
No!
Yours? There's plenty of monster for everyone.
I'm okay. Prioritize much?
Oh! Don't smash!
I don't think you've ever said that sentence. Perhaps I did hit you too hard.
No!
Should we help?
I think he's kinda got this. S.H.I.E.L.D. transmissions say the lunar effects
are starting to die down on Earth. Besides, you wanna get any of that on you?
I know who I am! I'm the Hulk! I'm the strongest there is!
Debatable.
Really?
To be settled at a later date.
Bowling with the Thing, lunch with Spider-Man, and what's a Glorian again?
There's a file. Ask Cap, it's his hobby.
Weirdest day of my life.
Maybe, but we learned one thing. There's a lot
more to our big green friend than meets the eye.
Yeah! Yee-ha! Giddy-up, Stabby! Whoo-hoo!