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Hello.

Somebody there.

terrorist.

Hey

The swamp is my world. It is who I am.

It is what I am.

I was once a man. I know the evil men

do. Do not bring your evil here. I warn

you. Beware the wrath of

Swamp Thing.

Take a good look, my friends of Homer.

Take a real good look at this swamp of

yours. I am proposing to build a

recycling factory for the the poisons of

a consuming society that is hellbent on

convenience and just a little

nearsighted on ecology. drowning in

bulldog.

Mr. Larouche, where are you planning to

build this factory?

Well, you all know that my family owns a

fairsized piece of land on the other

side of the swamp here. I wanted to

build something that was going to have

purpose.

But won't a factory, even one that's a

recycling plant, pollute the area?

No more than this windbag.

Well, now that's a point well taken. I

have brought along this brilliant young

ecologist. Annie, step on up here and

talk to these people. Ladies and

gentlemen, Dr. Anne Fisk.

Hi everybody. First of all, let me say

that

Anne Fisk. It can't be proposed.

And yet, I remember a long time ago at

the university.

No, I know you all are sweating out your

final exams. I just hope you realize how

lucky you are to be in school when you

are. You know, I think genetics is the

most incredible scientific frontier that

there is. It's the perfect science

possibly that answers to all of

mankind's problems. The challenge is

there.

Not unlike trying to find real food in

this cafeteria.

I don't know about that, Dr. Holland.

What do you mean you tell me you like

the food here?

No, actually, I was talking about what

you said about genetics being the

perfect science.

Yes.

Well,

what about the potential abuses of gene

exploration?

What about them?

Well,

while it's true that we may find

important answers, I wonder if we're

ready to deal with the moral questions.

Moral questions.

I think the only answer to that is

something that Abraham Lincoln said

that in our quest for knowledge,

we should let ourselves be guided by the

better angels of our nature.

There's a body over there.

Oh,

I saw him tell you the other night.

The accident seems easy to explain. The

man appears to have slipped in the water

and banged his head as he fell.

Sounds like a routine drowning.

Does at first. Yes.

My god, there are enough lethal

chemicals in this man's lungs to kill an

elephant.

Exactly.

This is very alarming information,

Carter. Somebody's obviously been

dumping industrial waste into that

swamp.

Has this been going on long?

Not to my knowledge.

Well, that doesn't really encompass all

that much, does it, doctor?

You satisfied, Lar Ro? All this

grandstanding of yours for a can

crushing factory. Before you even break

ground, you've got a dead man and an

even deadlier swamp. Did you sit on

something sharp this morning, son? Cuz

you got one awful disposition.

My attitude about this venture is no

secret. The more development we have in

this town,

the less important you are. Isn't that

what this is about, doctor?

As a matter of fact, no. If you hadn't

pursued this whim of yours, no one would

have been in the swamp surveying for

your kingdom, and a man might not have

died today. I'd like to keep the

specifics of the death quiet for the

time being

till I can run some tests myself.

That isn't going to sit well with the

people here, doctor.

Better they be annoyed than

panicstricken, don't you think?

I think it's an excellent idea. In fact,

you can use my lap for the testing.

You're a strange bird, Arcane. Slapping

us one minute, caressing us the next.

There's very little here I want to

caress the roach. I just know how badly

things can get bungled around here. If

the work's conducted at my lab, at least

I'll have the satisfaction of knowing

something was done well.

Good day to you.

I can't imagine anyone be so opposed to

building a recycling plant.

Ah, he's a fairly notorious character

around here. Doing good for people seem

to give him hives.

Hello.

Someone there.

I know you're out here, so let's stop

playing games. All right.

I mean you no harm.

Who are you?

A friend?

My friends don't usually creep around in

the dark.

Step out where I can see you.

I can't do that.

So, I'm supposed to stand here having a

one-sided conversation with a strange

voice. Right.

I apologize if my voice frightened you.

What do you want?

I must warn you, there are those who

would destroy this town and this swamp.

Who?

Trust no one.

What do you mean

still there?

Life under a microscope.

All those little protoar writhing and

coiling, wrappings cyia around silia in

an organismic frenzy. Dirty little

devils.

Ever wonder if someone's looking at you

through a microscope

more than you know.

I must admit I admire your spunk, Dr.

Fisk.

One has to be quite devoted to um spend

a night in that mosquito sauna.

It was actually quite nice.

Really? What did you uh commune with?

Nature, flirt with the fauna, fondle the

floor.

Mostly I just filled test tubes with

mud.

Oh, how interesting.

Well, do tell me more. I want to hear

all about your little adventure.

It really wasn't much of an adventure,

doctor.

Oh, and please

call me Anton.

All right, Anton.

I did have an interesting dream though.

At least I think it was a dream. It felt

like that this morning, but

last night it felt real.

Someone in the swamp.

Just a voice actually spoke to me.

I see.

It was also strange. He said he wanted

to warn me of trouble.

Oh, the phantom of the swamp.

I shouldn't take too much notice of him

if I was you. He's just a man without

both in the water.

You know him. You've seen him.

I knew him well. He was a brilliant

scientist at one time and then one day

it all became too much for him and he uh

well, he changed. Now he lives in the

swamp. Between you and me, he thinks he

is the swamp.

Excuse me, Dr. Arcane. These preliminary

results just came in on Dr. Fisk's

samples.

Now, I've heard all the same rumors you

have. Dr. Fisk will separate those

rumors from the facts.

Unfortunately, the facts are not good.

Parts of the swamp have been

contaminated so severely that both plant

and animal life are threatened, and that

threat is spreading.

Oh my gosh. Look, I know how you feel,

but we've got to turn our fear into

constructive ideas on how to save Huma.

If I may.

Folks, this is a terrible thing that's

happened to us.

I say us cuz we are all in this

together.

Now, obviously, I will not be able to

build my recycling plant on that land

that I purchased adjacent to the swamp.

When word of this contamination gets

out,

that land as well as your land is going

to be useless for years to come.

But

life has been good to me

and I am not about to stand by and see

you suffer financially.

So here today,

I am offering to pay you top dollar for

any of your land that is adjacent to the

swamp.

What a conniving, manipulative sham.

You are my kind of conman, Carter.

Never before have I witnessed such skill

and deception. Aside from myself, of

course. I was truly impressed.

Well, I never could have done it without

your fine performance.

Oh, that was nothing. For reasons that

escape me, this town naturally endorses

anything I oppose. To power and profit

for us both.

To a partnership, the devil would envy.

May play in the spray be the most

lucrative development anyone has ever

seen.

Hello. Are you there?

I want to talk to you.

I'm here.

Why don't you show yourself?

How would that make a difference?

Well,

you're just a voice to me.

A voice is all I can ever be to you.

I know about you.

Dr. Arcane says

you're insane, perhaps dangerous.

I don't know why, but I don't believe

him. It's wise not to believe everything

Arcane says.

So, I should also discount his theory

that you're to blame for the

contamination.

Perhaps you should look closer to home.

Closer to home?

You don't mean Carter Lar Ro?

Yes.

No way. Carter's a philanthropist who

wants to better the world,

not destroy it.

The Rosh and Arcane are the same beast.

They want the same things.

But they hate each other, don't they?

This world I live in is a fair jury to

those who enter it. Lure Arcane and Lar

Ro to the swamp for one night. And if

they're innocent, they'll sleep well.

And if they're not, justice will be

done.

I saved this bottle of Chardonnay for

you, Tatana. It's an excellent vintage.

I hope you're pleased.

You are pleased, aren't you, my love?

No more than I, I assure you. Then how,

when nature calls thee to be gone, thy

unused beauty must be tombmed with thee.

Here's to us, my love.

All right, we got a problem.

Not the least of which are your bad

manners. Never enter my domain without

calling first. Oh, shut up you pissy

little maggot. Now I just talked to

Anne. She's going back out there to run

some more tests.

So I'll just contaminate those samples

like I did the rest. Really, Carter?

This paranoia is most unbecoming to you.

She is going to do it out there in the

swamp. Now, how are you going to

contaminate those samples if you're not

out there with her?

Spending the night in the swamp with Dr.

Fisk.

sacrifice I think I can make in the name

of science.

Yeah. Well, you just get hold of your

hormone, son, cuz I'm going out there,

too.

What the hell's that?

Yep.

Water slide's got to come right here.

Carter, what what the hell's wrong with

you?

Worms.

Worms where?

Everywhere. Big ugly worms. They're all

over me.

Well, they're gone now.

I got to wash up.

Hell

no. I heard with you. You never told me

you were going to drain the swamp. You

said flood make fuller more lush. Oh,

thank king. Now, who is going to come to

a pleasure park that's located next to a

mosquito farm?

You cannot drain the swamp. There could

be repercussions of another dimension.

Oh, you're telling me that mother nature

is going to get me?

I'm urging you to reconsider. I'll be

more than just bloody worms you're

seeing.

You're a fruit cake.

Good luck, Carter. I'll leave you to

deal with him alone.

Him? Him? Who? And where the hell are

you going?

Back to civilization.

What about the samples?

Contaminate them yourself.

Where's he going?

Uh, he forgot something back at the lab.

Well, I have good news. All of the

samples I've tested so far have come up

clean.

Well, that's great, honey. Hey, but you

know, we can't be too sure. Let's keep

working.

Heat.

Heat.

Eddie,

EDDIE, WAKE UP. EDDIE, THE CAMP IS

SINKING.

EDDIE, where are you?

Eddie,

Eddie,

Eddie,

Annie, where are you? What's happening?

You killed me, Lar Ro. Now you're trying

to kill the swamp. Say it. Say it or

die. Say it or die. Say it or die. Say

it or die. DIE

DIE.

Die

die.

Carter,

help me. I confess I did it. Make him

leave me alone. I killed him. Keep him

away from me.

Play in the spray.

Play in the spray.

My beautiful play in the spray. Have you

been to play?

My fellow citizens of humor. As I tried

to warn you before, Carter Sinclair Lar

Roach was nothing but a fraud.

Are you going to take me to play in this

play?

Out to destroy your town, your

livelihood, and the swamp. It now gives

me great pleasure to perform one final

act associated with this lunatic.

story of a hero coming.

Yes, they do. Don't they bunch of

Wallies?

You slept well

like a rock.

It's more than I could say for some

people.

I told you the guilty would receive a

fair verdict.

So, you did.

There's only one thing I'm puzzled

about, though. You said Arcane was in

this, too.

Why didn't the swamp come after him? Is

it possible he had a genuine change of

heart?

Not really, but I suppose this once he

might have been influenced by the better

angels of his nature.

I suppose.

Well, thank you for all your help and

I won't forget you, whoever you are.

that in our quest for knowledge

we should let ourselves be guided by the

better angels of our nature.

Dr. Holland

Heat.

Heat.

Heat.

Heat.