"Uh... No, no, the Hulk needs a handle," I say, shaking my head a little. "I mean, sure, sometimes he's all smart and stuff when he's--" I hold my arms like a gorilla and flex. "But most of the time it's just... A lot of smashing. Not saying he's a bad guy, just... A little control's a good thing."

I pause a second and add, a little quieter, "Actually, you know, first time I really met the Avengers? They sent me on this wild goose chase to catch the guy. I wasn't sure what they were gonna do to him, though, so I told 'em to shove off."