Add infinity to infinity,
and I can scatter the six of you across time,
space, and reality!
You'll be out of my universe forever!
Guys, if you can hear me, remember:
Squaddies don't give up. We Hero Up.
And if you can't hear me... well, never mind.
Where Squaddies go? Where Hulk go?
Ooh. Hulk smell something cooking.
Oh?
Ow. Ow.
Ka-boom!
Good thing Hulk land on Hulk's head.
Hey, how come sky acting stupid?
Stupid sky.
Only supposed to be one moon.
Or is it three?
With this Infinity Gauntlet,
I, Thanos, will rule the universe!
All right Squaddies! Time to Hero Up!
Keep pouring it on guys!
Torch! Firestar! How's it coming?
-Pouring it on, Reptil.
But if the planet's core freezes solid,
even me and your cute friend's power
won't be enough to thaw it out.
Dark Surfer really did a job on the Earth,
ripping it out of orbit.
And now we've got global cooling to worry about.
Unless the Super Hero Squad gets back soon,
the Earth is toast.
Yeah, frozen toast.
You really think I'm cute?
Ugh, I'm stuck with the B-list.
Hello? Where Claw? Bird? Iron Man?
Aww, Hulk hungry.
On your knees!
Huh? What on Hulk's knees?
I command you to kneel before me!
Sound like bully. Or politician.
We have orders from the Red King
to bring you back to the arena.
Miek just wants to return to the stars.
Go home.
Silence!
Don't make me kick your prothorax!
Stupid bullies! Leave bug alone! Hulk smash!
This is not over, hiveless one!
Ha! That's what you getting!
Messing with Miek and Hulk.
Hey, how you know Hulk's name?
Listen, two-hands,
you can helping me getting even with every creature
ever call Miek hiveless.
Huh, hiveless good.
Hulk had hives once and not like at all.
Your strength and my running away,
we making a good team.
Hulk save you, bug.
Hulk hungry. Want sandwich.
What sand-wich? Is not bug, is it?
Hmm?
Is raid!
-Huh? -Gas! Silent but deadly!
It not Hulk this time.
Hold your breath two-hands!
Uh, okay.
Ooh.
Kitties.
Uh, kitty.
Wha...
-Hey, Big Guy! -Huh?
You were out like a Christmas light in July.
Come, feast with us, friend.
Yay!
Hulk hungry after big bug fight dream.
I'm very interested. Tell us all about it.
Well, Hulk land on planet,
then break up bug fight.
Uh. What so funny?
One, two, three.
This is the dream!
Aww. Hulk not eating on Helicarrier?
Hulk crestfallen.
Hulk. Waking up.
Who wet Hulk's bed?
And change Hulk's clothes?
The one going by name of...
The Red King!
Welcome to Sakaar,
beast from the strange dimension of purple pants.
Cigar?
Close, but no. Sakaar.
-Oh. Well, Hulk want pants back! -Tough.
The good citizens of my planet must be entertained,
and you two are just what they need.
I command you to rise, green one.
You bugging with the wrong gladiators, King!
Go on, two-hands. Kick his prothorax.
Hulk smash tomato man!
Uh. Why Hulk no smash?
The gas you inhaled earlier
contained a mixture of breathable nanomachines.
Huh? Nanny machines? Huh, Hulk not need babysitter!
They're inside you, you oaf!
With them, I can control your nervous system.
So? Hulk not nervous.
Send the little one out first.
Red bully leave little bug alone!
The next fight
in the Sakaarday Night Smackaround has begun!
Our first undercard challenger,
a freshly captured insectoid!
Miek!
I give him six seconds.
Bug!
Hulk smash!
And the returning champion,
the silicon-based bringer of doom...
Korg the Kronan!
I will crush you.
Let the gladiatorial excess begin!
Bug in big trouble.
I am Korg and I will grind you into dust, underling.
We are here to fight!
Hulk's friend need hero!
Stop!
Bah! Hulk don't need flingy thing.
Hulk is own flingy thing!
Hulk coming, bug!
Dumb hole.
Finally an opponent worthy of my might.
This fight is not what I ordered!
Well, ladies and drones,
this is shaping up to be quite a match!
Assuming the unannounced substitution is allowed.
No, it looks good.
Let the gladiators continue.
Hulk never asked to be gladiola.
But ugly bighead hurt Hulk's friend.
Hulk smash!
Hey, King,
you got something in eye.
Korg suffers a stunning defeat at the hand of the green beast
from the Purple Pants dimension.
Will he advance to the next round?
No! Big Bertha's cleaning up!
No!
Can't breathe.
Holy three course meal!
Big Bertha ate them all!
That's a record for her species.
Bad luck for our green champion, though.
This match is over!
Whew.
Hulk don't like heat except for cooking.
You not understanding.
We the ones for cooking.
You!
Hulk not want to fight bighead rock.
Hot monster is common enemy.
Wow.
I had no idea you were rational.
No time to call Hulk names!
Help Hulk smash!
Coming up next, we have the battle of the century
featuring Turgo the Terrible from Alpha 17.
Huh?
-Wait one second.
The Big Bertha is back!
It looks like...
It looks like she's going for the emperors skybox!
They've escaped!
That's right. Big Sushi go home!
This your fault.
Hulk make Red King black and blue.
Hey!
Easier said than done, my green friend.
This is unbelievable!
Our leader, the Red King, is going to personally destroy
the beast from the Purple Pants dimension.
No.
Huh?
I have an advantage over you.
This is my planet, lowly creature.
Hulk head feel funny.
Oh, must be Nannies inside Hulk.
Nanomachines, dolt.
Nanny, nanny, na-na.
Let me explain that sensation you are feeling.
The nanomachines you inhaled on your arrival to Sakaar
are eating your brain. They're insatiable.
It would take the power of a million gladiators
to overcome them.
One push of the button and a healthy brain
becomes a rotten pile of useless tissue.
And you can't fight without a brain.
Hulk do it all the time!
Nanny machines. Out of Hulk's head now!
My brain-eating nanomachines.
You defeated them. Starved them!
-Fore!
The beast from the Purple Pants dimension
walloped our esteemed leader
Oh, no!
Do you realize what you've done?
Aww. What Hulk mess up now?
You did it!
You defeated the Red King in gladiatorial combat.
You being now new king of Sakaar!
Hulk King? Yay.
Hulk! Hulk! Hulk!
First command, kitties for everyone!
So say King Hulk!
-Next...
-ice cream for everyone.
And last, everyone gets year supply of yummy baklava!
No? Uh, year supply of yummy whatever.
Hulk win!
But it tragic success story.
Aww. What up with home?
Torch, I don't know how long I can keep this up.
What choice do we have?
So, Heroes, how about a ride to the surface?
It ain't a fit night out for man nor beast!
Firestar! Torch!
Douse your flames!
Any second the Mole Man's gonna...
Pterodactyl!
My legs! I can't feel my legs!
Aww, man. I cannot wait for the return of the Super Hero Squad.