Johnny Storm:
Wake up, Ben. Hey, rise and shine, big boy. How you feeling?
Ben Grimm:
Where am I?
Johnny Storm:
Back on Earth. We’re in quarantine. Victor’s medical facility.
Ben Grimm:
Reed? Sue?
Johnny Storm:
Oh, they’re fine. Everybody else is fine.
Ben Grimm:
What’s wrong with me?
Johnny Storm:
I swear to you, Ben, they’ve done everything humanly possible. The best plastic surgeons in the world are here, Ben. You had the best.
[Johnny picks up a hand mirror on the bed table before Ben can reach it, reluctant to give it to him]
Ben Grimm:
Give me that mirror.
Johnny Storm:
I don’t think if that’s a good idea. They said the shock alone…
Ben Grimm:
I said, give me that goddamn mirror!
Johnny Storm:
Okay, Ben. Just be strong.
[Ben grabs it from him. Then slowly raises it to look and see that he’s totally normal]
Johnny Storm:
Unfortunately, the doctors just couldn’t do anything to fix your face.
