- About Glen, I, um... - There's nothing to talk about.
Okay.
I just wanted to say, don't worry about 'im... I'll handle it.
How?
I'm gonna call my father, ask him to exert some pressure.
Last I heard, you and your father weren't speaking.
Hm.
Well...
I guess now I have something to talk with him about.
I think this circuit's kinda fried.
I-I don't know. Maybe you wanna come take a look at it.
Okay, I'll be right there.
The gamma's too high! Bruce, I can't stop it!
Harper, get out!
Get out!
- How's Harper? - He's all right.
You saved him.
I don't think he's coming back to the lab for a while, though.
I don't understand how this is possible.
You should be dead.
They worked... the nanomeds.
I mean, I feel great.
I feel like... I don't know. They must have, like, fixed me.
Bruce, they've killed everything else that they've come into contact with.
- Are you sure the doctor checked? - The doctor gave me the full workup.
He wants to know where he can get what I'm taking.
I'm a hundred percent.
More.
- What do you mean? - Remember my bad knee?
Well, now it's my good knee.
Bruce, this isn't funny. I was watching you.
You were gonna die, and I was gonna have to watch you die.
Betty...
I'm sorry.
Really.
- Hey, I'm not gonna explode, okay? - Yeah.
You should get some rest. And I'm fine, really.
I've never felt better.