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TO MEASURE IT, THEY TIED ONE END OF A ROPE TO ITS NECK

AND THE OTHER END TO A TREE.

THE OFFENDING PEST TURNED OUT TO BE

A 22-FOOT RETICULATED PYTHON.

THE CAUSE OF DEATH WAS BY ASPHYXIATION

AROUND THE NECK AND CHEST.

THERE ARE CREATURES SCIENCE REFUSES TO RECOGNIZE.

BUT NEW TECHNOLOGY MAKES US QUESTION WHAT IS REAL.

COME ON!

ENTER A REALM WHERE FACT MEETS FICTION...

LEAVE ME ALONE!

...SCIENCE MEETS LEGEND.

AAH!

OKAY.

OKAY, YOU GOT EVERYTHING? EVERYTHING.

OKAY, shh, shh. GOT EVERYTHING.

TURN IT ON. TURN THE CAMERA ON. OKAY.

IN THE SUMMER OF 2008,

AVID ANIMAL-RIGHTS ACTIVISTS SCOTT SUMNER AND EVAN METCALF

SET OUT TO INVESTIGATE EVIDENCE OF ILLEGAL ANIMAL TRADING

BY A LOCAL TEXTILE MERCHANT.

THIS IS SCOTT SUMNER REPORTING FOR-- DUDE, THE BLANKET-- GET THE BLANKET OFF.

GOOD IDEA. YEAH. LOOKS BETTER.

LITTLE DID THEY KNOW THAT THE DANGER

THEY WERE ABOUT TO FACE INSIDE THE URBAN WAREHOUSE

WAS FAR GREATER

THAN ANYTHING THEY MIGHT HAVE ENCOUNTERED IN THE WILD.

OKAY, YOU READY? YEAH.

THIS IS SCOTT SUMNER,

REPORTING FOR ANIMAL EXPLOITATION RESPONSE LEAGUE NEWS.

WE ARE STANDING IN FRONT OF TOBAR LIMITED,

A COMPANY THAT CLAIMS TO BE WORKING WITH TEXTILES

FROM AROUND THE WORLD.

HOWEVER, WE FOUND INFORMATION THAT SHOWS

THAT THEY MAY BE INVOLVED WITH ILLEGAL EXOTIC-ANIMAL TRADE.

WE BELIEVE THEIR OWNER, KEN TOBAR,

IS USING INTERNATIONAL CONNECTIONS AND THE INTERNET

TO SELL THESE PRODUCTS ONLINE.

NOW, WE AT AERL HAVE BEEN TRYING TO CONTACT THEM REPEATEDLY

BUT HAVE BEEN IGNORED.

SO NOW MYSELF AND MY FELLOW ACTIVIST EVAN

ARE GONNA BE TAKING MATTERS INTO OUR OWN HANDS

AND ENTERING THE WAREHOUSE TO FIND SOME SORT OF EVIDENCE

TO SUPPORT THESE ILLEGAL ACTIVITIES.

AND WE ARE GONNA SHUT THIS PLACE DOWN

AND GET KEN TOBAR BEHIND BARS.

IS IT GOOD? YEAH.

OKAY, HOW'D IT LOOK? IT LOOKED GOOD.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TAKE THESE MATTERS INTO OUR OWN HANDS?

WELL, WHAT DO YOU THINK WE'RE GONNA DO?

WE GOT TO GET IN THERE.

WAIT, WE'RE NOT GOING OVER THE--

WE'RE NOT GOING OVER THE WIRES.

WELL, DO YOU GOT A KEY, EVAN?

'CAUSE OTHERWISE, THERE'S REALLY NOT AN OPTION.

JUST HOLD ON.

DETERMINED TO PUT AN END TO THE ATROCITIES

THEY SUSPECTED MR. TOBAR OF PERPETRATING,

ARMED WITH ONLY A CROWBAR AND A VIDEO CAMERA,

SCOTT AND EVAN DECIDED TO TAKE THE LAW

INTO THEIR OWN HANDS.

I DON'T THINK I CAN DO THIS.

WHAT?

DUDE, WE'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR MONTHS.

YOU CAN'T JUST BACK OUT ON ME NOW.

NO. I DON'T THINK I CAN GET OVER THE FENCE.

YEAH, YOU CAN.

COME ON, MAN. THIS ISN'T THAT HARD.

COME ON. PUT YOUR HANDS UP THERE.

ALL RIGHT. OKAY. OKAY.

ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT, COOL.

NOT BAD, HUH? OKAY. ALL RIGHT, LET'S GO.

HERE. GRAB THE CROWBAR.

OKAY.

TAKE IT, TAKE IT, TAKE IT. GOT IT?

YEAH. OKAY.

CAN'T DO IT.

COME ON.

COME ON, THIS WILL WORK.

WHOA.

ALL RIGHT, COME ON. LET'S GET INSIDE.

COME ON. COME ON.

DO YOU SEE ANYTHING?

UNBEKNOWNST TO SCOTT AND EVAN,

RETIRED POLICE OFFICER LARRY JOHNSON

WAS PATROLLING THE GROUNDS WITH HIS GUARD DOG, BISHOP.

GET THIS. GET THIS.

THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.

LARRY SUSPECTED THAT KEN TOBAR, THE WAREHOUSE OWNER,

WAS INVOLVED IN BLACK-MARKET ACTIVITIES

BUT KNEW BETTER THAN TO QUESTION HIS VOLATILE BOSS.

HOWEVER, INSIDE THE WAREHOUSE,

THERE WAS ONE PARTICULAR CRATE

THAT MADE LARRY AND BISHOP INCREASINGLY UNEASY.

COME ON! YOU AND THIS CRAZY BOX, BOY.

Shh.

OKAY, COME ON.

WHAT IS ALL THIS STUFF?

HONESTLY, I HAVE NO IDEA.

LOOKS LIKE IT'S A BUST.

YEAH, COME ON, MAN.

I KNOW IT'S AROUND HERE SOMEWHERE.

WHAT ARE THEY?

WHOA, WHAT'S THAT?

THOSE ARE HEAT LAMPS.

BINGO. SEE THESE?

HEY, HEY, WE CAN GET IN HERE.

IT'S LOCKED.

HEY, GET THIS. YOU GOT TO LOOK AT THIS.

LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THIS THING.

THESE ARE DEFINITELY NOT FROM THE UNITED STATES.

WOW.

WHAT'S IN THERE? HEY.

WHOA, WHOA, WHOA.

OKAY. OKAY, WE GOT HIM.

YOU GOT IT ALL ON FILM, RIGHT? YEAH.

HEY, LET'S DO A SEGMENT. LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

YOU READY? OKAY, GO.

WE'VE DEFINITELY CONFIRMED THAT TOBAR LIMITED

IS INVOLVED IN FAR MORE THAN TEXTILES.

WE'RE FINDING EXOTIC LIZARDS, SNAKES, LIVE-ANIMAL IMPORTS.

FRANKLY, WE FOUND A LOT MORE EVIDENCE

THAN WE EVER EXPECTED TO FIND HERE.

LET'S GET OUT OF HERE. GO.

PUT THE CAMERA DOWN!

HOLD IT!

WHOA, BACK, BACK! PLEASE, SIR.

SIR, I'M A REPORTER FOR AERL NEWS, YES?

I'M SORRY, SIR. WE ARE INVESTIGATING TOBAR LIMITED.

WE'RE JUST LEAVING. WE'RE JUST LEAVING.

JUST LET US FINISH OUR-- I SAID GET OUT OF HERE!

LET'S JUST GO, SCOTT.

NO, JUST WAIT, ALL RIGHT?

YOU DON'T GET OUT OF HERE, I'M CALLING THE POLICE.

GO AHEAD. CALL THE POLICE, BY ALL MEANS.

HEY, I'LL CALL THEM FOR YOU. PLEASE, BY ALL MEANS. DON'T AGGRAVATE HIM.

WHAT-- WHAT DO YOU THINK THEY'LL THINK

OF ALL THESE EXOTIC ANIMALS YOU HAVE HERE?

MAN, I'M GONNA GIVE YOU ONE MORE CHANCE. GET OUT.

WHILE WE'RE HERE, EVAN, ON HIM, ON HIM.

PUT THE CAMERA DOWN! PUT THE CAMERA DOWN!

WHOA. WHO ELSE YOU GOT IN HERE?!

WHAT WAS THAT?

NO ONE. WHAT WAS THAT?

GIVE ME THE TAPE.

EVAN, DO NOT GIVE HIM THAT TAPE, EVAN. GIVE ME THE TAPE.

I SAID GIVE ME THE TAPE.

OKAY, ONE MINUTE.

I'LL GIVE YOU THE TAPE.

I'M GIVING HIM THE TAPE.

HERE.

THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE.

GET THE HELL UP OUT OF HERE!

YEAH, LET'S JUST-- YOU KNOW, LET'S JUST GO.

LARRY RELUCTANTLY LEFT SCOTT AND EVAN ALONE

IN ORDER TO INVESTIGATE THE MYSTERIOUS NOISE

COMING FROM THE OTHER END OF THE WAREHOUSE.

I CAN'T BELIEVE WE JUST WORKED FOR HOW MANY MONTHS,

AND WE JUST LOST EVERYTHING WE HAD.

DUDE, CALM DOWN. MY GOD.

I HAVE ANOTHER TAPE.

I WAS JUST SAYING THAT FOR HIM.

DON'T FREAK OUT.

YOU HAVE ANOTHER TAPE?

OF COURSE I HAVE ANOTHER TAPE.

EVAN, I LOVE YOU.

LET'S JUST SHOOT EVERYTHING ONE MORE TIME,

AND WE'LL GET OUT OF HERE, OKAY?

OKAY.

HERE, HERE, HERE. COME HERE, COME HERE.

GET THESE.

OKAY, OKAY.

ALL RIGHT. LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

COME ON.

HEY, DO YOU REMEMBER HOW WE GOT HERE?

YEAH, RIGHT--

THROUGH THAT MAZE OF FREAKY BOXES.

COME ON, BOY. COME ON.

WHAT WAS THAT?

I HAVE NO IDEA.

WHATEVER IT IS, WE DON'T WANT TO PISS IT OFF.

OKAY. WHAT THE HELL IS IN HERE?

HEY.

OH, THERE IT IS.

HEY, HEY, GIVE ME A LIGHT.

OKAY.

WHOA. WHAT IS THIS?

BINGO.

OH, MY GOSH.

OH, MY GOD, I THINK I'M GONNA VOMIT.

OH!

EVAN, LET'S DO A STAND-UP.

LET'S GET OUT OF HERE, OKAY? HERE.

GRAB A BAG, YEAH. THAT'LL BE GOOD. THAT'LL BE GOOD.

READY? YEAH.

A FEW MOMENTS AGO, WE UNCOVERED THAT TOBAR LIMITED

IS INDEED INVOLVED IN LIVE-ANIMAL TRADE.

WE FOUND LIZARDS, SNAKES.

UNFORTUNATELY, WE WERE CONFRONTED

BY THE SECURITY GUARD, WHO CONFISCATED OUR TAPE.

BUT DIGGING EVEN DEEPER,

WE FOUND THAT TOBAR IS INVOLVED

WITH TRADING ANIMAL PARTS.

HERE WE HAVE GALLBLADDERS.

WE HAVE BEAR PAWS.

WE HAVE ELEPHANT BOOTS.

THE TRAGEDY HERE IS THAT THESE BEAR GALLBLADDERS--

THE ACTIVE INGREDIENT IN THEM

HAS BEEN REPLICATED BY PHARMACEUTICAL COMPANIES.

SO THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO MEDICAL NEED

FOR THE KILLING OF INNOCENT BEARS

FOR THEIR GALLBLADDERS.

WE HAVE ENOUGH INFORMATION HERE

TO NAIL KEN TOBAR TO THE WALL.

OKAY, WE'RE GOOD. LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

LET'S GET OUT.

OKAY, WAIT.

WE CAME FROM OVER THERE.

HEY. HEY, GET THIS OPEN.

OKAY, THAT'S LOCKED. OKAY.

ALL RIGHT. NOW HE'S OVER THERE. LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

YEAH, LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

Shh. WHAT?

COME ON. EVAN, COME ON. WHAT'S THAT, DUDE?

MR. TOBAR?

HEY, THIS IS LARRY JOHNSON FROM THE WAREHOUSE.

UM, I WAS DOING MY ROUNDS,

AND I CAME ACROSS TWO GUYS, AND THEY WERE FILMING.

THEY SAID THEY WERE REPORTERS.

BUT, I MEAN, I WANT TO TELL YOU, I GOT THE TAPE.

WELL, I GOT THE TAPE, AND I TOLD THEM

TO GET THE HELL UP OUT OF HERE.

I MEAN, I DON'T KNOW WHY THEY WERE-- BUT MORE SO,

I'M REALLY CALLING YOU TO TELL YOU--

YOU KNOW THE BIG CRATE THAT'S IN THE WAREHOUSE?

WELL, IT'S OPEN,

AND WHATEVER WAS IN THERE, IT AIN'T IN THERE ANYMORE.

ANACONDAS HAVE

A HIGHLY EFFICIENT DIGESTIVE SYSTEM,

ABLE TO DISSOLVE SKIN, BONE, AND TEETH.

BUT THERE ARE PARTS OF ITS PREY EVEN THE ANACONDA CAN'T STOMACH.

THE SURPRISING REVELATION WHEN WE RETURN.

THE INTESTINAL FLUIDS OF AN ANACONDA

ARE ABLE TO BREAK DOWN BONE AND TEETH,

BUT THEY ARE NOT ABLE TO DIGEST HAIR AND CLAWS,

WHICH ARE EXCRETED ALONG WITH URIC-ACID WASTE.

EVEN THOUGH THESE PREDATORS

ARE ABLE TO BREAK DOWN HARD OBJECTS,

SURPRISINGLY, THEY ARE UNABLE TO DIGEST MOST PLANT MATTER,

WHICH PASSES THROUGH THE SYSTEM LARGELY UNTOUCHED.

WHATEVER WAS IN THERE, IT AIN'T IN THERE ANYMORE.

MR. TO-- BISHOP!

BISHOP! BISHOP!

OKAY, OKAY. HOLD ON.

HERE, HERE. TAKE THAT, TAKE THAT.

OKAY. OKAY.

WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THIS STUFF?

WHAT ARE THESE FOR?

MAN, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO GET OUT OF HERE.

SCOTT.

WHAT IS THAT?

IT'S SNAKESKIN.

WHAT?

IT'S SNAKESKIN. THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.

IF THERE'S A SNAKE THAT BIG--

I DON'T WANT TO SEE IT.

WITH THE CRATE NOW OPEN AND EMPTY,

IT BECAME EVEN MORE IMPERATIVE FOR SCOTT AND EVAN

TO QUICKLY MAKE THEIR WAY OUT OF THE WAREHOUSE.

MEANWHILE, UNAWARE OF THE DANGER SURROUNDING HIM,

LARRY CONTINUED HIS SEARCH FOR BISHOP,

WHO HAD RUN OFF INTO THE DARK SPACE.

BISHOP!

SCOTT.

SCOTT!

SCOTT!

EVAN!

WHERE'D YOU GO?

DUDE, DON'T DO THAT! WHERE'D I GO?

YOU'RE THE ONE THAT JUST RAN OFF.

BISHOP. WHAT DID THIS TO YOU, BOY?

OH, GOD.

WHAT WAS THAT? I GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE.

I THINK THIS ONE'S IT. I'M PRETTY SURE.

OH, MY GOD.

IT'S THE SECURITY GUY'S DOG.

LOOK AT THAT. LOOK AT THE BLOOD SMEARS.

IT WAS DRAGGED HERE.

YOU THINK IT WAS THAT SECURITY GUARD?

NO WAY.

I THINK YOU'RE RIGHT.

WE GOT TO GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.

OKAY.

OH, GOSH, IT'S A DEAD END! COME ON! LET'S GO!

IT'S JUST A CRATE. HOLD ON.

HEY, I CAN SEE SOMETHING.

CAN YOU SEE ANYTHING?

I THINK I CAN SEE THE CRATES FROM WHERE WE CAME IN. AWESOME.

YEAH, THEY'RE RIGHT-- THEY'RE RIGHT OVER HERE. YEAH.

AAH! SCOTT! SCOTT!

YEAH. AAH! SCOTT! SCOTT!

SCOTT! OH, MY GOD!

OH, MY GOD! HEAR ME, GUYS.

AAH!

MY FRIEND.

MY FRIEND-- SOMETHING GOT MY FRIEND.

IT GOT MY DOG, TOO.

COME ON! WE GOT TO GO! FOLLOW ME!

COME ON! COME ON! HERE'S THE DOOR.

COME ON, COME ON.

GO, GO, GO! COME ON!

I'M TRYING, BUT IT'S STUCK.

OH, MY GOD!

HURRY. THE DOOR'S STUCK!

IT'S STUCK!

GET OUT! GET OUT!

GO, GO!

OH, MY GOD.

HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?!

WE JUMPED THE FENCE.

WAIT. I GOT THE KEY.

OKAY. LOOK AT IT.

THIS ISN'T IT!

WHAT THE--

OH, MY GOD, GO!

JUST GO! GET OVER THE FENCE! I CAN'T GET OVER!

HELP ME! GO!

OH, GOD. IT'S COMING. IT'S COMING.

OH, GOD, THE CAMERA. COME ON, COME ON!

YOU GOT TO LEAVE IT. YOU GOT TO LEAVE IT.

COME ON, MAN. IT'S OUR ONLY PROOF.

NO! COME ON! COME ON.

FORCED TO LEAVE THE CAMERA AND TAPE BEHIND,

EVAN AND LARRY MADE THEIR ESCAPE

JUST BEFORE OWNER KEN TOBAR ARRIVED AT THE WAREHOUSE

TO ASSESS THE SITUATION.

JOHNSON!

WHERE THE HELL IS THAT GUY?

IT'S MY LUCKY DAY.

THE WAREHOUSE SECURITY CAMERAS FAILED TO CAPTURE

WHAT HAPPENED TO KEN TOBAR THAT NIGHT,

BUT SINCE THEN, HE HAS NOT BEEN SEEN.

EVAN AND THE SECURITY GUARD

MANAGED TO SURVIVE THEIR TERRIFYING ORDEAL,

AND THEIR TESTIMONY ENABLED THE FBI

TO RECOVER AND SEIZE

NUMEROUS BLACK-MARKET ANIMALS AND ANIMAL PARTS.

THE GIANT ANACONDA

EVAN AND LARRY CLAIMED TO HAVE SEEN THAT NIGHT

WAS NEVER FOUND,

LEAVING US ALL TO WONDER,

DOES IT LIVE AMONG US?

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