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Not another one.
Calm down, little guy. I'm not the one
that set this trap.
Looks like you scraped your wing.
I'll take care of that for you.
Alec.
Alec?
Where are you?
Alec?
Alec.
What's the matter? What's wrong? Arcane
is spraying the swamp yesterday with
some sort of chemical. Sprayed the swamp
with
Alec, your outer skin is dissolving. We
have to get you out of here. Come on.
I rented an old boat house as a lab.
Were you planning to capture me in that?
Not quite. Someone's been trapping blue
doves.
This one's injured, so I'm taking it
back to the lab. Can you walk? Yes.
We haven't found Holland's body yet.
Well, I'm afraid there won't be enough
left of him to fill a decent sponge.
Consider my brilliance, Graham.
The first environmentally sound method
of assassination.
A virus that will seek him out.
Him only, and kill him.
Without harming anything else.
Even Holland would approve. Yes, Dr.
[music] Arcane.
And your little species is next, my
darlings.
This is bizarre.
It's a synthetic virus that's attacking
your cell structure, literally
dissolving the cell walls.
Damn it, Alec. It's eating you up.
Is it a threat to you or the swamp? No,
it specifically targets your genetic
code.
Nothing else is at risk.
There's got to be a way to stop it. What
is this?
Oh, this is my surprise.
It's an old Navy decompression chamber.
Alec,
I may have found a way.
A possible way to cure you.
The swamp is my world.
It is why 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.
If we could get your DNA back to its old
code,
I managed to synthesize this. It's a DNA
milkshake with a dash of radioactive
cesium to activate it. It has all the
elements necessary to reconstruct your
original DNA strands. No, Ann. The cell
distribution would be too random. My
body would never chance to adjust. True,
if you just drank it.
What's missing is
pressure.
Now, there's a Mylar cocoon inside the
chamber to keep you from hurting
yourself during the transformation.
I crank it up to 250 psi of pure oxygen,
and it forces the fluid into all your
cells at the same time. [music]
Yes.
Very good. And the oxygen prevents the
plant cells from taking hold.
Exactly. Your plant cells need carbon
dioxide. We deny them that, then
it can work, Alec. It has to work.
Arcane's virus is killing the creature
I've become. This may be my last chance.
Alec, wait. A million things could go
wrong. Just please give me a couple more
days to run some tests. I could use your
help.
The last time I worked in the
laboratory, my wife, Linda, died
in the explosion.
I know.
I'm sorry.
But that's not going to happen.
Well, it's too late for me to go back to
town, so
I'll just sack out in the other room.
Is there anything you need?
Just time.
With you.
We'll make the time. I promise.
Good night.
No.
No.
Arcane, that's madness.
Alec.
No, that'll kill him for sure.
Alec, no! The chamber will explode.
Alec.
My god.
Every sense is alive.
It's so much more than I remembered.
I can feel sunlight on my skin. I feel a
breeze.
I can smell flowers.
I feel
human.
You're already acting like one.
You could have been killed. The only
reason you're standing here is due to a
lot of luck.
Now, if we're ever going to work
together, you're going to have to learn
to [music] trust me.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
But, Ann,
there's something else.
I had to do it because of Arcane.
I had to.
When I listened to the birds the last
night, I could feel their panic, their
absolute fear.
It was like a chorus of voices with one
common note.
Arcane.
And I thought he was just trying to kill
you again. I was the only one of my kind
in existence.
What better subject to test a virus that
kills by genetic code? What if he
decides to use it on certain crops or
animals?
Or people.
Now, one of these trunks is bound to
have some standing water.
The top layer should have some of
Arcane's spray left.
This is it.
The neutralizing agent.
If I could get it to Arcane's virus
supply, I could completely destroy it.
What's wrong?
I ran some blood tests.
That rash isn't dry skin, it's
cellulose, plant cells.
Damn it, Alec, you're changing back.
Your cells are using your old plant DNA
as a guideline when they reproduce.
How long do I have?
Billions of cells, some change faster
than others, there's no way to tell.
I'm sorry, Alec.
This is my fault.
Maybe if I'd used an alkaline base
instead. Damn it.
Ann.
Ann.
You were close.
You are close.
Every experiment has its [music]
setbacks, this is just one.
We'll figure it out eventually.
Besides, if it weren't for you, I'd be
totally lost on Arcane's virus.
Chances are I'd be dead by now.
Damn.
As I recall, Ann,
the last time we were together, we
didn't exactly part as friends, much
less anything else.
What's this? Change of heart? Alec is
dying.
I was in the swamp, he didn't even
recognize me.
Really? His body, his whole appearance,
he's going through rapid deterioration.
But why call me, Ann?
I'm appealing to you as a man, Anton, as
someone whom I admire for his science.
Very well. I'll be at your apartment at
7:00.
I'll bring a bottle of Chateau Lafite
from my private collection.
7:00 then,
my apartment. Au revoir.
You did beautifully.
We don't have much time. I'll get my
purse.
Not this fast, Alec.
You don't seriously believe her, do you?
Of course [snorts] I don't.
With Holland out the way, what
difference does it make?
It's bizarre, isn't it, Graham?
I infect a man with a virus,
then I get to see him expire,
and his lady love becomes my conquest.
It's all so wonderfully symmetrical,
don't you think?
Good evening, Ann.
You look so nice. Yes, I do.
The same could be said for you.
Here's a corkscrew.
Why don't you open the wine? I'll be
right back.
I've got a surprise for you.
Oh, good.
I do love surprises.
I paid $5,000 for you.
It's worth every cent for a night with
Miss Fisk.
Then you paid too much.
Holland.
How's it going, Anton?
Surprised?
How the hell did you reverse your
condition? You're not going to like it,
but that stuff you sprayed in the swamp
worked.
It killed off my plant side and left me.
I did this?
An accident?
No, it's it's bloody obscene. Damn it,
Arcane.
What happened to you? You were
brilliant.
The most brilliant young scientist I
knew. I envied you. You envied me?
You had a unique gift, but you've wasted
it.
You've used your talents for acts of
cruelty and destruction.
Where is that pure scientist as a young
man? He grew up.
He faced the realities of the world,
which is something as a plant or a man
you've never been able to do.
Maybe you're right.
You're a lost cause.
Go, get out of my sight. Gladly.
If you tell me how I affected your
transformation.
Why should I do that? Alec.
No.
For the first time, I have all the
answers.
And that, more than anything else, will
eat you up from the inside. Now, get
out.
Alec, we don't have time to throw him
out. Wait. Wait. I know this man.
Look, Holland. [music]
Alec. You despise me a great deal, fine.
But whereas you have all the answers, I
have something you don't have.
I have the questions.
Which is to say,
you know very well how you got out of
this,
but I know the mechanics of how you got
into it. What do you propose? A truce.
A deal.
I'll tell you everything [music] I know
if you do the same for me.
My cells were like machines, storing,
converting, transmitting the molecules,
but they were doing so by feel, by what
was actually called for. It's absolutely
fascinating.
Gone.
Over here is our latest acquisition, a
100,000 power electron microscope.
There's not a microbe on Earth we can't
see with it.
You seem to know so much about
everything, Graham.
I guess we know who really does the
work.
So, this microscope must be what he used
to develop the bacteria culture that
targets individual species.
Oh, he he told you about that?
Of course.
We're all associates now, can't you see?
That's all very interesting, Holland,
but what about the biorestorative
formula?
Let's get down to work.
My goodness, you're sweating rather a
lot. It's the readjustment, I expected
it. I'm fine.
You know, I spent a fortune on this lab.
Still not enough.
I assume you would like to start with
this substance I acquired in your lab
during that rather nasty little
accident. I have some of it right here.
Yes, sir. Put a small amount in six test
tubes.
So, the key to what you're doing to
developing this gene-specific culture is
to grow it at different temperatures.
Yeah, that's right.
Did you know that bacterial cultures are
one of my specializations?
I'd love to see your setup, Graham.
Excellent.
Just like I anticipated it would be
within the biorestorative chain. Do you
realize, Holland, when we've achieved
this, we shall have wealth and power and
control?
That's all you ever thought of. Our
level of brilliance deserves rewards,
don't you think?
Nothing to be ashamed of.
Yes. Nothing.
You admit there's nothing to be ashamed
of going after wealth and power. That's
not like you at all. You don't know who
I am.
No one knows the real me.
My god, Holland, look at your arm.
It's temporary.
It'll go away. Well, I don't think
you're at all well, Holland. Damn it,
Arcane. Do you want to work on the
formula or not?
Well, yes.
That's the culture in the large petri
dish. It's all we have.
It's taken us months to get it to this
point.
You know, the heat really is getting to
me, Graham.
Could you check?
Sure.
I presume you want to start with the
protein chain next, right?
God, Holland.
YOU'RE CHANGING BACK. KEEP WORKING, damn
it.
Ann,
stop.
My god, Alec.
Don't destroy THE CULTURE.
ALEC, NO. Arcane is right, control is
everything. My bacteria. Alec, you're
not thinking straight, the
transformation's affecting YOUR MIND.
NO, YOU STUPID WOMAN.
GO TO HELL, ARCANE. Come on. No, my
power is the only thing that'll help me.
Securing. To the lab now.
Alex, stop.
Don't just stand there. Get him.
Get him.
Alex, please.
Damn it.
NO. [screaming]
WHY?
Why did you let me taste it?
No.
Alex. [music]
Alex. No, Ann.
Don't come any further.
I am as I was before.
Please,
leave me.
I won't come out.
What was the point of it, Ann?
What was the point of it all?
It was a start.
We know a lot more about the formula
than we did before.
We'll make it happen.
But I can't do it alone.
I won't.
I need to know you'll keep believing.
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