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Yo, what's up, dude?

Yo, I stole some
HT25 from Gaurisco.

If you want some, meet me
at the pier in an hour.

Peace out, bro.

No!

You work for Girard?

I don't know what you mean!

Listen, your boss
can't save you now.

Only I can save
you, if you talk.

All right, OK, you're right.

I work for Girard.

Good, now you'll talk.

And I won't kill you, maybe.

We hear your boss brought
in new men from Greece.

That right?

It's true, 10 new guys.

And more drugs.

We took his drugs.

He didn't like that.

No, no, he didn't like that.

And now, we're going to take his
drugs again and kill his men.

Let me go, man.

I'll vanish!

I'll let you go.

But first, tell me
where the drugs are.

Where are they?

The Fiorelli warehouse,
dock number 9.

It came in on a boat last night.

The Fio--

Fiorelli warehouse,
dock number 9.

Can I go now, please, man?

Yeah, yeah, you can go.

No, please, I didn't do it!

Boss, please, you know I'd
never double-cross you.

Quite the contrary.

I know you did.

Have you ever swam with sharks?

No, I swear I didn't do it!

The most efficient killing
machine on the planet, sir.

Yeah, I can see that--

most admirable.

I woke up in a cold sweat.

I had no clue where I was.

Someone had made damn
sure I was going nowhere.

But then I'd been headed
in that general direction

for a few years.

Where is he?

Over here.

He's not going anywhere.

He'll be off in
dreamland for a while.

Yeah?

Well, keep him that way.

I can give you another
shot now, if you like.

The last thing I needed was more
of whatever they'd given me.

G My head was pounding.

And my brain felt like mush.

I needed time to think.

Keep that mother down.

He's cost us too much already.

Right.

But they weren't
going to let me think.

In less than a minute, I
was sinking into blackness,

swimming in India ink.

I was working for
a kingpin named

Gaurisco, tons of
mafia and drug money

fueling his big campaign--

HT25, a powerful narcotic
taken from the glands

in marine sharks.

He was going to make
a killing and was

eliminating any competition.

HT25 is the first
generation of a new class

of pharmaceutical
substance making

use of powerful and specific
psychotropic chemicals enhanced

with nanobot technology.

Biological metamorphosis
can be accomplished

while avoiding the emotional
stress that would normally

accompany such radical
tissue transformation.

Our original dose
proved successful.

Only I had the
formula and materials.

Gaurisco was planning
on selling it

to a syndicate for 40%
of all US drug trade.

The serum started failing.

We had missteps in testing,
resulting in freaks of nature,

horrible creatures created
by its side effects.

I heard rumors
Gaurisco was testing it

on human guinea pigs.

We had an accident at
the lab, an explosion.

I survived.

I wished I hadn't.

The remaining
specimens were either

destroyed in the explosion
or escaped, among them,

a hybrid manshark--

half human, half shark, a winged
bat creature with spider legs,

and a shark and crab
DNA-combined creature

called crabshark.

Somewhere out there in the
harbor, the surf, the ocean,

they roamed.

Something had to
be done about it.

Braddock?

Captain?

Nice work.

I'm putting you up
for a commendation.

Another one of those?

Thanks.

Yeah, pity we can't award
it to you in public.

I'm not much for parties.

The right people know.

And they appreciate
what you've done.

Yeah.

How are you, really?

Don't mind my saying.

But everyone's telling
me you look like shit.

I'm undercover, captain.

This is what drug
addicts look like, right?

Feeling in control?

Need to talk with the shrink?

No.

According to the television
and the newspapers,

you're dead, which means
you're up for reassignment.

No longer worried
about my mental state?

No, you're like a cat.

You always land on your feet.

You're going to love
your next assignment.

So you are alive.

Welcome back.

Water?

Sure thing.

I need water.

Yeah, you got to be thirsty.

You've been in la la land
for a couple of days.

Two days, they kept me drugged.

But they hadn't killed me.

Why?

I was weak and having
trouble remembering.

Maybe this shadow would see
how helpless I was and let

me stay conscious for a while.

If I was going to die
strapped to this hospital bed,

I wanted to know why.

I knew my name and that I
worked narcotics undercover.

That was a start.

He's awake, so how
about getting someone

in here to take care of
him, a nurse or something?

He's pissed and shit in
the bed-- stinks in there.

He was right.

And now, I could smell it.

A lot of people spend their
days unable to get out of bed,

stewing in their own waste.

I always imagined it'd
be different for me.

Slowly, it came back to me.

Captain Dylan had tasked me with
infiltrating an organization

that was taking over the
drug trade on the East

Coast from Jersey
to Northern Florida.

The head of the
outfit was a guy who

called himself Felix Gaurisco,
allegedly from Colombia.

He had no rap sheet but seemed
to have left a trail of bodies

from Bogota to Atlantic City.

Like all powerful men,
Gaurisco had his muscle.

And the muscle's name
was Jaime Fuente.

This guy did have a rap sheet.

And it was a mile
long, everything

from extortion to murder--

lots of murder.

If they wanted me to
take down Gaurisco,

sooner or later, I was going to
have to butt heads with Fuente.

A regular companion
to Gaurisco was

abroad who went by the name
for Persephone Fleur, possibly

of Belgian origin.

We knew almost
nothing about her,

except that her name
was a pseudonym--

real name, unknown.

You only get so many
wins in my line of work.

I'd had a nice run of it--

five commendations
and the respect

of law enforcement officials.

In reality, I was little
different than the men

I'd put away--

alcoholic, pill popper, and
capable of extreme violence.

I had a sense that my
luck was bound to change.

Whenever you're trying
to sneak into a place,

always follow the rats.

They'll show you the way.

In this case, the
rat's name was Louie.

He was my ticket into
Gaurisco's inner circle.

I told Dylan this
was a bad idea.

These people don't play.

One hint of this, you
and me are both dead.

Yeah, what's the in?

Tonight, at The Captain's
Table Restaurant,

Gaurisco is looking
for more muscle.

I spread the word you're
a good prospect, told them

you did that house painting job
on Kavanaugh Street last year.

That was some nasty business.

Thanks for the build-up.

What time am I expected?

Make it about 9:00.

Clean up, man.

They don't hire slouches.

Got it.

Well, I think we're
about done here.

Pleasure doing
business with you.

I won't see you again, right?

Not if I can help it.

Who's there?

What the hell was that?

Agh!

I was looking forward to
meeting Gaurisco that night.

As always, I understood
it could be dangerous.

What I didn't know was that,
far from taking the evening off,

Gaurisco's man, Fuente,
was hard at work.

I later learned
that Jaime Fuente

had taken out a team of three
seasoned killers, alone.

He'd also jacked enough blow
to give the entire state of New

Jersey a nice rush.

With a guy like Fuente
doing your dirty work,

extra hands were unneeded.

The fact that Gaurisco was
looking for more muscle

meant he planned to kill
a shitload of people

in the near future.

To the future.

To the future.

This man that we're
meeting tonight--

Yes?

If he fits into
our organization,

I want you to take
him under your wing.

All the way under?

All the way under.

I want him to feel
like he's family.

I also want his
every move watched.

Understood.

Ah, have a seat, mister--

You can call me Neil.

Neil, this is Persephone.

Hello.

Good to know you.

Join us for a glass of wine.

You come highly
recommended, Neil.

Men of your talents
are not easily found.

Thank you.

So what do you know about me?

Not much.

You have money.

You're aggressive.

And the locals
are scared of you.

A man of few words, I like
the way you sum things up so

succinctly.

I like him.

So what do your
instincts say about him?

I think he can get the job done.

Is her assessment
accurate, Neil?

Can you get the job done?

Yes.

Yeah, I'm in.

While you were having
dinner with Mr. G,

we think his man
Fuentes slaughtered

a rival team in a warehouse
down on the docks.

Well, these guys
are here to stay.

Gaurisco definitely
knows what he's doing.

Yeah, extreme caution, Neil.

These guys are in a
league of their own.

I know that.

Boss man is clearly pushing
me towards Persephone.

Take the bait.

We want to know more about her.

All we got now is that's
not her real name.

And she's been with Gaurisco
since he passed through Belgium

last year.

Right.

He's asked me to
meet him tomorrow.

OK, be careful.

And check in when it's safe.

We'll do what we can
to keep an eye on you

without attracting attention.

Basically, you're on your own
until you have enough for us

to nail the guy.

Understood, out.

Dylan's people had
put pressure on Louie

to give us more
information, like where

Gaurisco was storing
the dope he'd

heisted from his competitors.

I thought it was a bad idea.

A smart guy liked Gaurisco
was sure to be watching

for chinks in his security.

Yes, I think the good
doctor needs to be silenced.

We hear he's planning on running
with the original HT25 batch.

Louie was a no-show.

And I needed to
keep a low profile.

Our snitch Louie
wouldn't snitch again.

Louie was dead.

Chances were, my
cover was blown.

I needed out.

I was going to take the original
formula and run to the feds.

I had a contact who
was going to help.

We'd get this drug
off the streets

and bring Gaurisco down
as well, in one big swoop.

Well, that was the plan, anyway.

Hey, hey, this isn't
the way to the airport.

You missed the road back there.

What's happening?

Why have we stopped?

Why have we stopped?

Please answer me!

Hey, hey, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

No, give me that!

You don't know
what you're doing.

Let go!

You--

Ugly bastard.

You think he'll be
all right in there?

Who cares.

I ain't getting paid enough
to face a murder rap.

He'll be fine.

I had remembered enough
to know my number was up.

If I couldn't get
out of that bed,

what chance did I
have of staying alive?

My brain was fried.

There were confusing
images flashing

in my mind, bizarre
stuff that had

the feel of the actual memory.

But it was fantastic nonsense.

There could be only
one conclusion.

I was losing my mind.

The years of undercover
work, living like a junkie,

taking every drug known to
man, it caught up with me.

Not only was I a prisoner,
but I couldn't even

trust my own brain.

The good news was, they'd sent
a nurse to give me a bath.

You look exceptionally
radiant tonight, my dear.

You are too kind.

Not at all.

And here's our friend, Neil.

Right on time, too.

I admire punctuality, Neil.

Have some wine.

Thank you.

Hungry?

I could eat.

My personal favorite is
the broiled flounder.

I like the shark fin soup.

Maybe I'll have half a dozen
oysters on the half shell.

And Persephone was just
what the doctor ordered.

For the first time in months,
I felt actually human.

I'd almost forgotten
what that was like.

She was easy on the eyes.

And I liked her way.

I knew she was just a tool
controlled by Gaurisco.

But I was going to
enjoy the fringe

benefits while they lasted.

What?

You want to try something new?

What did you have in mind?

This.

What is it?

HT25.

HT?

Hi trom.

Hi trom?

Hi trom, German for shark dream.

I got them from a colleague
of mine in Berlin.

What's the kick?

It's a hallucinogen. It's
supposed to be better than LSD.

You've never tried it?

This will be my first time.

Come on, don't tell me
you don't like to trip.

It's OK.

What if Gaurisco needs
me for something?

It'll be fine.

Trips lasts three
to four hours, tops.

Down the hatch.

To say HT25 was a trip
would be like calling

an h-bomb a firecracker, like a
neuron in my brain was firing.

I've heard stories of
Native American shamans

who believe they could
become a wolf or an eagle.

Now I could relate because
for the duration of my trip,

I believed I was a shark,
a powerful eating machine,

devouring everything
in its path.

I felt powerful, invincible,
like some mythological god.

And the thing was,
I really liked it.

Hello?

Oh, hey, mom.

How are you?

No, I'm fine.

You were right.

It did me a lot of
good to get away.

Yes, I'm following
the doctor's orders.

No, nothing unusual, no pink
elephants or little green men

or delusions of any other color.

Yes, I'm getting plenty of rest.

Things couldn't be more
peaceful around here.

All right, I love you.

I'll see you in a
couple of weeks.

Bye.

Oh, ugh.

Wow.

I knew you'd like it.

I never imagined
wanting to be a shark.

Now, I feel like there's
almost nothing I'd rather be.

Pretty powerful, eh?

I don't have words for it.

How do they make the
hallucination shark-specific?

I could tell you.

But then I'd have to kill you.

Coffee?

Sounds good.

What's up, Silkworm?

How you doing, man?

So do you have any
more molly for me?

Is that your thing now?

It's not for me.

It's for my girlfriend.

She loves the stuff.

No, I had that for a while--

dried up.

I can't get it.

Oh man, she's going to
be so disappointed in me.

Now, you want to buy something,
or are you just here to visit?

Business, you know?

I thought we was friends.

We're friends, we're friends.

I got some killer meth.

Nothing but?

Nothing but.

Well, all right, then.

Who's this chump?

Things are going very well here.

You've already
single-handedly eliminated

most of the competition.

Of course, there
will be backlash.

But there always is.

Soon though, we
will be undisputed.

Then we take over
the West Coast.

I love America, don't you?

Soon, we will be sharks
ruling the ocean, the world.

Who knows?

Nothing can stop us.

Soon, they'll strike back
with everything they have.

In the meantime, let's
clean up the stragglers,

the small-time
operators, the little men

that are too stupid to
know that we own this town.

Deliver the case of HT25
extract to our operatives

on Cat Island.

A boat will be waiting
to take you there.

Oh, that's better.

Which way?

Police are puzzled
by a crime scene

that was discovered at 1302
Harbor Drive this morning.

A security guard
happened upon the scene

as he was making his rounds.

I never seen anything like it.

The place was full of blood,
I mean, like, ankle deep--

arms, legs, pieces of clothing.

Any idea how many
victims there were?

The cops don't know.

And I don't know.

It's like a scene
from a horror show.

I'll never forget it.

In an unrelated event,
a known drug dealer

and possible customer
were found shot to death

in the 4200 block
of Pershing Avenue.

Miss Ida Cooper
reported the shooting.

I heard a horn blaring
and came out to look.

Then I see one
man on the ground.

It's terrible what goes on here.

Somebody might have
got tired of waiting

on the police to do something.

I didn't know it at the time.

But Fuente had been sent
out to send a clear signal.

Even the really
small-time dealers

were being sent a message.

I was too out of it to consider
how it all might relate to me.

To tell the truth, only two
things were on my mind--

seeing Persephone again and
getting my next hit of HT25.

I didn't care how much
either one cost me.

Persephone is too close to Neil.

I believe she tipped off the
operatives on Cat Island.

Take care of them both
when you get there.

Take whatever you need to
make sure we get the drugs.

If you need help,
take men with you.

But kill them all.

And bring me the merchandise.

Oh, you think that's the driver?

I mean, pilot.

Can't say I recognize him.

What are we supposed to do now?

Our contact is
waiting on an island.

We find another boat.

What's the matter?

Is something wrong?

You seem distant.

I don't know.

What is it?

People like us
don't trust easily.

Maybe we just let it lie, huh?

I would like you
to trust me, Neil.

I like you.

Yeah?

I like you, too.

So let's try to
trust one another.

Can we try?

Trust can be a dangerous
luxury in this business.

Yes, it's risky.

But anything worth
having requires risk.

Gaurisco by necessity
is a very private man.

This is how he
maintains his control.

I work very closely with him.

I know many things
which I can't tell you.

Yet when the time comes,
you will know everything.

Be patient.

Gaurisco has required
very little of me so far.

I really don't feel
like part of the team.

He's a master at his game.

He uses people in
very subtle ways.

Often, they're working for
him without even realizing it.

I can't say that
puts my mind at ease.

Well, then, let's
have a little fun.

What did you have in mind?

HT25?

Hmm, thought you'd never ask.

Some trip, eh?

Yeah.

Tell me what it
was like for you.

Shark city, baby--
killing, swimming, eating.

Yeah, I know.

But did you see anything else,
like faces, someone you know?

Why?

Maybe it's my subconscious
playing with my hallucination.

But like, bringing out my
deepest, darkest thoughts.

What?

I saw Fuente.

Jamie?

I was tearing his head off.

Anything like that
happen with you?

No.

I love the feeling of power.

And there have been times
I wouldn't have minded

ripping Jamie's head off.

Maybe it's
subconscious aggression

influencing the hallucination.

I don't think your
aggression towards Jamie

is any more unconscious
than my own.

Sorry you had a bad trip.

It happens, you know?

Yeah, I've had my
share of bad trips.

It's not just the hallucination.

I feel weird.

Weird how?

I feel bloated, like after
a Thanksgiving dinner

at my mom's house.

Hello?

Persephone, I need
you in the lab.

Now?

Yes, now.

All right, give me 20.

And I'll be there.

What's up?

It was Gaurisco.

He needs me in the lab.

You want me to come with you?

That's not a good idea.

He might be in one of his moods.

It's the middle of the night.

Can't you tell him no?

First rule of
working for Gaurisco,

you never get to say no.

Yeah?

I'll keep that in mind.

Relax.

Why don't you stay here.

I should be back pretty soon.

I may have to take
care of this myself.

There's been a change of plans.

Change of plans?

Because of the lab explosion,
missing test animals,

the doctor?

No, that's all
been taken care of.

It has to do with Neil.

He's served his purpose.

Now, we need to deal with him.

I don't understand.

You don't need to understand.

All you need to understand is,
get him cleaned up, shaved.

Rent a boat.

And take him away for a while.

Use your charm.

And no cell phones.

How will I contact you?

You won't.

Fuentes will be going along
to join in on the plan.

It'll take the
suspicion away from you

and I. Neil will think
it's a power play.

Fuentes knows the plan
and how it all goes down.

I don't like this.

Should you be worried
about something?

No, of course not.

Have you got everything?

I haven't had any
complaints yet.

Day at the races.

Night at the opera--

you're getting there.

All right, let's go over
the checklist one more time.

g
for the headwaters of the Nile.

Do you have fishing gear?

Check.

Do you have food?

Double check.

Do you have emergency supplies?

Check-a-roni.

We got no cell phone.

Lots of no cell phones.

This is your day off.

Do we got-- we got company.

What?

That's not on the list.

How you doing?

Pretty good.

How about you?

Can't complain.

Nice boat.

We like it.

Hey, I don't suppose
there's anywhere around here

we could rent a boat?

The nearest place is Lake
City, about 20 miles from here.

Oh, that'll never do.

See, we got to get to
one of the islands.

We're meeting a business
associate of ours.

And it's pretty important.

Like I said, Lake
City is your best bet.

I don't suppose we
can hire your boat?

That's too bad.

That'd really help us out.

Sorry.

Well, that's too bad
for you because we're

going to have to take it.

All right, that
was pretty slick.

You were standing too close.

No hard feelings?

Nah, here's what
we're going to do.

You're going to take
us to the rendezvous.

Get in.

And then you worry about
it when we get there.

How about leaving her here.

Oh yeah, so she can go get help?

Great idea.

That's the stupidest
thing I've ever heard.

I'd have to agree.

No harm in asking!

All right, let's go.

And no funny business.

There's supposed
to be an island.

There's a few of them.

Do you know which one it is?

No idea.

We were supposed to meet
someone to take us there.

But when we went to
the boat, it looked

like a bomb went off in it.

Nothing to set a bomb off around
here without anybody knowing.

Well, something happened to it.

Just take us to the islands.

We'll figure it out from there.

Hey, look, over there!

What?

I think I saw
something in the water.

I think it was a shark.

Don't be stupid.

There's no sharks in here.

Bull sharks live in
fresh or saltwater.

Are there any of
them around here?

No, I just thought
it was interesting.

It's not.

It's stupid.

Keep your mouth shut till
we get to the island.

Then what?

Then never mind.

What the hell was that?

Was that some
rocks or something?

Not this far out.

Agh!

I didn't do anything.

Something rammed the boat.

I told you there was
something in the water.

What the hell?

Yeah, our goods-- great.

Turn around.

Go back to where we were.

Let's go.

Stop right there.

Now, get up.

You're going in.

Why me?

Because I've got the gun.

And I said you're going in.

And don't get any smart ideas.

I've got your girlfriend
here for insurance.

What if I can't find it?

Oh, then you might as
well stay down there.

And I'll send her
down to join you.

Well?

What is it?

What's the matter?

I'll tell you later.

Was it a shark?

There are no sharks!

Where did that come from?

It beats the hell out of me.

Is it following us?

Pull this thing over!

Get us to shore, now!

After we escaped the
creature, Persephone and I

evaded Fuente and his goon and
found our way back to the boat.

You got a plan?

Figure we hug the shore
as close as we can.

And if that thing shows
up, we head for land

and make a run for it.

It's not much of a plan.

I'm open to suggestions.

Now, this is where
it could get tricky.

We have that little
channel to cross

to get to the other island.

It seems quiet.

Yeah.

Well?

Too quiet.

Thank you.

I could leave you here on shore.

I'd be safe enough.

Don't be such a dope!

Just a thought!

Go faster!

I'm trying!

Somewhere on the island,
Fuente and his goon

were searching for
us and the briefcase.

We decided to search the
whole island for any help.

It was too dangerous in
the water with the creature

out there.

None of this was
making any sense.

I didn't know who
to trust anymore.

What do you want?

We were in an accident,
a boating accident.

We needed to call for help.

Do you have a
phone we could use?

No, I don't have a phone, sorry.

Is there anywhere else
close by we could go?

This is the only house on
the island, so I'm sorry.

Is everything OK, miss?

I just have a headache.

So I'm going to go lay down.

OK, well, I hope
you feel better.

Thanks.

That was a little weird.

That was a lot weird.

What?

The boat's gone.

OK, that settles it.

That's why the boat's gone.

They found out they
got the wrong island.

Someone's checking
the other one.

They'll find those two
clowns and head back here!

Yeah.

They'll be looking for
that case you grabbed.

They'll be looking for us!

Yeah.

What are you going to do?

OK, you go around to the
other side of the house.

Give me five minutes.

And then distract them.

How?

Improvise!

What do you want?

I told you I don't have a phone.

Oh, it's not that.

Can I come in for just a second?

What?

No!

But it's really important.

Was I setting someone up,
or was I being set up?

And why was Gaurisco
on the island?

What was Persephone's
role in all this?

Was she setting me up?

I have a bad feeling about this.

It's really important.

I'm sorry, no.

Well, I have to pee.

What?

Ooh, I have to go so bad.

I swear I'm going to explode!

Well, then, go outside!

I'm not going outside.

There's bugs and stuff out here.

Please, can I come
in, just for a second?

Please, please,
please, please, please!

Don't move, sunshine.

Toss the gun on the couch--

nice and gentle.

I startle easy.

Up against the wall.

Here, trade you.

A hairbrush?

Bet you feel really silly now.

Oh, you son of a--

Ugh!

And now, I bet you
feel really silly.

You're going to want to
get some ice on that.

I hope you do
something really stupid

so this guy gets to shoot you.

Phone?

I'll check.

Your ass is history, mister.

I have the cops on the line.

The cops are here.

What?

Yeah, who am I talking to?

Hey, Shel, this is Mitchell.

I need to talk to
Captain Monahan.

Well, find him.

And tell him I have a 207 Adam
out here on one of the islands.

I don't know which one.

It's the only one
with a house on it.

Someone will know.

I've got a situation here.

Send someone out here
right away Listen,

it's too complicated to explain.

Just get someone out here
right away, but not by boat.

Send a helicopter or
something-- no boats.

You didn't tell him
about the monster.

The what?

Is this it?

Is what it?

Yeah, that's it, all right.

It's real?

Sure is!

It's real!

Oh, well, thank god
there's a monster.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

I thought I was having
a mental breakdown.

But it's real!

I feel so damn happy!

Glad we could help!

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun.

It's OK.

Give me the gun.

You can sit down.

You sit down and
behave yourself.

Again, nice work.

No problem!

So where were we?

Oh yeah, what's in the case?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Yeah, you said that already.

But I don't really care.

I'm going to turn it over to my
colleagues once they get here,

along with you bad boys.

And then my job will be done.

My guys will get here first.

If they don't get eaten.

What are you doing this for?

I don't want you giving
us any more trouble.

Why don't you just shoot him?

What is your problem?

It was nothing personal.

You want to be gagged?

No.

Then shut up.

See anything?

Nothing yet.

Why don't you leave me the gun
in case he tries something?

I don't think so.

Somewhere on the island,
Fuente and his goon

were searching for
us and briefcase.

Where the hell is Fuentes?

And I'm lost on
this damn island!

It's the shark creature!

I see you brought
my merchandise.

Get him, bone head!

Fuente came back
with the briefcase

he got from the doctor.

But along the way, he
encountered the creature.

It spit something on his face.

He didn't look too well.

Did you get it?

Good.

You have no idea how
dangerous that thing is.

It really doesn't matter to me.

If you knew how
much I was getting

paid to deliver this thing.

You won't live long
enough to spend it.

Correction, I'm walking
out of here alive and well,

which is more than I
can say about you three.

Good, I hope this has
taught you a lesson.

And now, I had all the pieces.

So I had remembered everything.

With these memories, I
felt worse than before,

if such a thing were possible.

I'd had a long run of success.

I'd survived for
years in a world

where the average life
expectancy is 36 months.

Time to man up and make
peace with whatever

was waiting on the other side.

I recognize the
sound of that walk.

Good, you're awake.

I didn't think you would be.

Hey.

I regret this, Neil.

I wish you would have just--

Continued sharking along?

Yeah.

I know about you.

So you might as
well know about me.

I'm a cop.

I know, Neil Braddock,
undercover narcotics.

When did you find out?

We always knew.

From day one?

We knew you'd be drawn to the
kind of work we were doing.

You have quite the reputation
for living on the edge.

OK, so where does that leave us?

You made quite the mess, Neil.

Now I have to clean up.

I can't let you live.

Understood.

I was going to give
this as a surprise.

But since you're
awake, it'll give you

something to look forward to.

I'll have them add it to a
part of your drug regiment.

And well, you know
what will happen.

You'll get one last
trip and in the process,

take care of a few witnesses.

Thanks.

I'm looking forward to it.

Bye, Neil.

After I leave, give him this.

Persephone and HT25 were
the two most memorable trips

I've known.

There were worse ways to go out.

And who knows?

Maybe after I do
the shark thing,

I'll find a way to survive.

OK, pally, I got a pill for you.

Thanks, pally.

Down the hatch.

You want to see something scary?

Sure, why not?