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footprints are fresh, sir.

Let's close the door, gentlemen.

Roger. Copy that.

Mike, move your right 120.

All right, girl. We have sunset at 1900

+ 12.

Target acquired.

Alpha flying pushing towards you. We'll

catch them in the minefield. Grenades

have been set and are armed. Pay the

flank in position and engaging target.

Target has entered the minefield.

Repeat, target is in the minefield.

No one should attack the swamp. Why

don't you stop them?

I can't heal myself or regenerate

without you, please.

Well, well, well.

You're making impressive progress,

Colonel.

It's only impressive, doctor, when my

mission is accomplished. And that swamp

creature of yours is finally taken out.

Well, you better get on with it then,

hadn't you? I've got better things to do

than play soldier.

Then why don't you go play scientist and

leave this to the pros?

Tracking systems reset on target. South

one niner 0 degrees. Close in for the

kill.

Close in for the kill.

I do love happy endings.

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.

And I need you.

Team three to team one.

Team one. Uh,

Colonel, the men and I were wondering,

sir, exactly what this bogey looks like

since it's getting so hard to see out

here.

You care to feel that one, mister?

My name is Graham, Colonel.

Yeah, whatever. What do I tell my men

about this bogey?

Tell them to destroy the first ugly

green beast they meet.

You're going to have to do a damn sight

better than that.

Swamp's kicking up a fuss.

Dr. An arcane promise that nature would

be no obstacle to your mission. So don't

worry.

I never worry about anything as long as

I get paid.

I see. And our friends at the oil

company have never missed a paycheck. I

take it.

They know better. By the way, how come

your doctor skidded out on us and left

you?

Dr. Arcane had business to attend to.

Besides, he doesn't like hanging around

the swamp any more than he has to.

Afraid the humidity would wilt his hair.

and

I need you. The swamp won't help me. I

can't regenerate.

I can, but it's my only chance.

Come on.

Heat.

Damn it.

My readings are all haywire. Look, I

thought you said Arcane program this

thing.

Don't burst an epillet, Colonel. Let me

have a look.

We might have to wait and check with Dr.

for Kane.

What? Again? What's the matter, son?

Haven't you got a mind of your own?

It's like he just disappeared.

Are you all right?

What's happened to you? Can you hear me?

Got to get you to a doctor.

No. No doctor, please. No doctor.

Arane.

Arcane.

I'd give anything to know more about

first aid.

No hospital.

Don't worry. You're not going to town.

If Arcane's after you, it's the last

place I'd take you. Whoever you are.

Alec.

Alec, I know this isn't easy, but can

you tell me anything? Why is Arcane

trying to hurt you?

Will Kip, I got a word.

Will isn't here. You've got to talk to

me.

What has Arcane done to you?

and Fisk.

Dr. Fisk. I've heard of her. She's the

environmental scientist.

Chamber

transform

in the boat house. Got to get to the

boat house.

Alec, you're not going anywhere, much

less a boat house. What you need is to

rest. Do you understand me?

Look, I won't be gone long. Okay?

But you weren't killed. You're in my

house.

Boat house.

Oh,

what happened here?

It began 7 years ago with my research on

a bio restorative formula.

The fire was terrible. My skin was

burned and transformed by the formula. I

found out later that my wife, Linda, had

died.

Jim accepted me for who I was, not the

creature that I am.

The swamp axe. It reacts in its own

self-defense.

Will is almost a son to me. Fear so

eager and anxious to learn.

Treser was dead. I had to use my limited

powers to try and restore her to life.

It worked, but it weakened me.

There was really no choice, even if it

had killed me.

At times I want to let go and the pain,

but I realize that as long as I have

time,

I have hope.

Go.

My goodness. It's a small world, isn't

it? Seems we share a secret.

Secret of Alec Holland.

The transformation back is painful, but

if I don't do it, they'll be able to

track me down. It's a risk if it doesn't

work.

He's wounded

at least.

And he's transformed back into his human

state. That's why you and Graham lost

him with a tracking device. I had it set

for his particular bio- rhythm based on

his creature form.

Then change it back.

If only it were that simple. But you see

now he has the pattern of most human

beings, even you.

But really, we don't need it because we

do have Tresa Kip. And she was obviously

here for a reason.

Don't waste your breath. I don't know

anything.

Oh, contr. You know everything now.

I know that all these years this poor

deformed man has been protecting me and

the rest of the people in Huma from you

and your madness. A

little overdramatic, but yes, I think

you've basically grasped the idea.

Oh, so many things make sense now.

Wasting time. That swamp of his could

protect him again at any minute.

That's not likely. I've taken care of

that. Besides, the time is mine to

waste, is it not?

Not according to my people.

Your oil company people have been in

meetings with me all day. Why don't you

get to work so I can get back to them?

Secure from station. We're moving out.

Where exactly are you moving out to,

Colonel?

There's a grid pattern to explore.

Search and destroy. He won't get away.

Certainly if you feel you need the

exercise, but there is a more direct

route.

Go to hell, Arcane.

Later. I'm very busy at the moment. Call

my assistant, Graham. He'll lead you

directly to Holland. You don't need me

for that. Holland is injured. Tresa

found him.

She also knows that I control certain

governmental aspects in humor, so she

wouldn't take him to the police station

or the hospital. She certainly wouldn't

leave him in the swamp to die.

That leaves us just with one answer,

doesn't it? Now,

move out. Move out.

Get over here. Step three.

Secure the perimeter.

Now, where is he? I'll take this house

apart, piece by piece, if we have to.

Why don't you help your men with the

search? I have a few things to talk to

Mrs. Kip about. Alone.

Well, Mrs. hip.

You've stumbled into something that you

have no control over.

As Dr. Arcane would say, you've walked

into the last act of a Vagnarian opera,

and nothing you do will change the

ending. The fat lady, as they say, will

still sing.

Look, this man is nothing to you. He's a

freak. He's brought misery to everyone

he's touched.

You mean Arcane?

Do you think Alec Holland would commit

the truth to tape? He was using Anne

Fisk. Now, how can you defend some thing

when you know nothing about it?

I know about Arcane and that's enough

for me.

Then you also know that Alec Holland is

in pain. His condition is irreversible.

Why would he want to go on? Certainly

Dr. Arcane's reasons are less than

charitable. But would you want to live

if you were like that?

No. Tell me where he is.

We'll end his suffering painlessly.

Yes.

Go to hell. You and Arcane.

You're never going to find him. One

thing that the tape told me is that the

swamp protects him somehow.

But not this time, I'm afraid.

Not too far from here, there's a spill

channel dumping thousands of gallons of

petroleum byproducts into the swamp.

Thanks to Dr. Arcane,

the swamp has mustered up all its forces

in combating the pollution. It hardly

has the time or energy to help Alec

Holland.

It's fighting for its own life.

Graham, front and center.

He was here. Dr. Arcane will be very

pleased.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. What's all that green

stuff?

Blood. He's changing back just like the

doctor expected. In his weakened form,

well, you might not have to finish your

assignment, Colonel.

Well, aren't you going to report all

this to your master and wait for orders?

Now, let's capture Holland first, then

I'll tell him.

Secure from three. We are back on track.

Form up southwest corner of the house.

As he changes back, what's that going to

do to the tracking device?

We'll show up on it again if that's what

you're asking.

What about her?

She's harmless. Tired of something.

Why?

Why won't you help me?

What's keeping you from helping me?

Have you deserted me, my old friend?

Excellent. Turn on your tracking device.

Nothing. Nothing. Do you?

Wait a minute.

Here's something. Very faint, but it's

getting stronger.

If you can catch him before the

transformation's complete, you'll have a

better chance at killing him.

Mister, I have just about had it with a

sorry grunt like you telling me how I

should do my job. You are out of your

league.

I've killed more men than you'll ever

meet.

Dr. Arcane often says murder shallow

when done simply for pride. Colonel,

the number of men I've killed is a fact.

Telling how I killed each one. Now that

would be pride.

Beta flank. Move. Heading 132. Lock and

load. We have bear.

What's going on here?

Huh?

No.

What do you want me to do?

The swamp acts. It reacts in its own

self-defense.

Alpha flanker moving west. Stand by six.

Copy that. Beta flight moving west.

Intercept.

This is what Grum was talking about.

Oh, it's destroying the swamp.

Mom.

Hold it.

What's wrong?

We've lost the signal.

It's gone flat. Look, is there any way

he could have changed back into a human?

No.

Don't you get it? That's why the signal

went flat. He's dead.

Dr. Arcane is finally one.

Alec Holland is dead.

Heat. Heat.

WHAT'S BACK? I'M NOT SURE.

COLONEL DONNELLY, listen out with Mike.

We're having some trouble over here.

There's Mike, sir. There's something all

around us.

WE BETTER GET OUT OF HERE, COLONEL.

CEASE FIRE. CEASE FIRE. WHO GAVE THE

ORAL FIRE?

IT'S all around to start the swamp.

I'm heading to the car. WELL, I'M NOT

GOING TO FAIL MY MISSION. I never have.

What would your beloved doctor say to

that?

Dr. Arcane would say, "Get used to

failure, Colonel." It's not too sweet,

but it's survivable.

Move out. Move out.

No, I won't kill you. The worst thing

that the swamp can do to a man like you

is to let you live.

Treasure.

Alec Harland,

you know.

I know everything.

Thank you.

Heat. Heat.