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Inhale

and grow.

He followed

me before

What kind of nonsense is this? I was

driving under the speed limit.

Shut up.

You're not the police.

Put these on.

Money. You want money?

I said shut up.

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.

A nice evening, Dr. King.

confident tweets. Hello,

Dr. Aldo

Rudyard. Rodyard,

former professor of bioengineering,

University of Cambridge,

England.

Bless you, madame.

Lucky to have you here. Hope the journey

wasn't too much for you. Hello, doctor.

Do have more refreshment, everyone. It's

not every day I have the honor of

celebrating so much Maverick IQ in one

place.

Dr. Rubjan, lovely to have you here. How

are you, doctor? Good to see you. By the

way, everyone, the person who does win

the prize may collect it in any currency

he or she desires. Gold being my

particular preference. Dr. Sheas, lovely

to see you. How are you? Hello, Dodge.

I'm glad you could.

I'm Theo Bukovski, former visiting

professor at the United States Genetic

Research Institute, now working

independently.

Dr. Bowski.

Yes.

It's a wonderful pleasure to see you.

Yes, sir. I was afraid we wouldn't draw

you out from your seclusion.

My car broke down. So, have you started

the conference without me?

Oh, how could it possibly start without

you? Allow me to introduce you to the

other guests.

Welcome.

When each of you arrived this evening,

you undoubtedly asked yourself a

question. And the question was, what am

I doing here?

Is it to vive for a half million dollar

award? That would have died for a lot of

test tubes, wouldn't it? No.

You came here to correct an injustice.

You came here to rub shoulders with

colleagues as brilliant as yourselves,

to find some reprieve from the mental

pygmies who threaten to pull your work

into the mire of mediocrity.

After all, you are we all are the

persecuted ones. too brilliant, too

radical, too dangerous, too close to the

cutting edge for the stunted minds of

mainstream scientists to appreciate your

particular talents.

Well, the time has come for genius of

our caliber to be appreciated,

recognized,

and rewarded.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the

Arcane Award of Excellence.

No identification, no trace of where

you've come from. You're truly a lost

soul. No one's life should end like

this.

Is there any spark of memory left?

Speak to me if you can.

You're not a police.

Put these on.

Money? You want money?

I said shut up.

I said shut up.

You want it? COME ON. TAKE IT. Our

first nominee is Dr. Theo Bukovski.

Oh, come now people. Let's forget our

petty grieviances.

Doctor

I prefer to listen. Let someone else be

first. For instance, you hair arcane.

Oh no, doctor. Uh, as host, I feel my

presentation should be last.

Then find someone else to be first.

Clearly, they are not dying to hear me

speak.

Let him be first.

Dr. Rodyard, would you be so kind?

Certainly.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Before I begin, I suppose someone should

thank our host, Dr. Arcane, for his

cleverness in bringing us here today.

Everything's going like clockwork,

Stella.

More hostile bunch I've never seen, but

I'm ready for that. Won't they be

disappointed when I present my research

and take the award for myself? As

if they could compete with you, doctor.

Well, better get started and be

thorough. There's a good girl. I'm sure

they're hiding all sorts of data.

I'll copy everything I can find.

God's sake, do something about the cold,

woman.

It's not a cold. It was from your

experiment on military uses of pollen.

Oh, well, it does have potential then,

doesn't he? What?

Crying out loud. I wish I brought Graham

with me. God.

And it will certainly come as no

surprise that I've made fantastic

progress where so many others have

failed. Misery fortune in the doorway to

the concept of life itself.

I began learning experiments 5 years ago

on

realized how wasteful those efforts

were.

Who cares if we can recreate the classic

in our lab?

He copied all their papers

except for Pakovski. There was nothing

in his room.

Well, it must be all in that briefcase

that little worm's holding on to. Don't

worry, I'll get it away from him.

That is if this blowh hard ever tires of

hearing himself talk.

Those cuts around the wrist are metal

abrasions, like he was handcuffed.

Doc,

did your friend have any enemies who

would do something like that?

Steve didn't have an enemy in the world.

He works in the lab my wife and I run.

He was our assistant and our friend.

He was tortured before he was killed.

Like he had something the attacker

wanted.

A couple of weeks ago, a mugger tried to

steal my briefcase.

Doc, I'd be careful if I were you. If

the killer didn't get what he wanted, he

might be back.

He might be back. He might be back. He

might be back.

Oh, wonderful presentation, Dr.

Mendicrobe. Absolutely brilliant. It's a

wonder your government didn't collapse

years ago ignoring ideas like that. Now

then, before I present my humble work,

I'd like to introduce to you Dr. Theo

Bukovski.

Doctor, are you ready now?

My god.

Well, I see the alcohol in your systems

has worn down your miserable attitudes.

Miserable s.

My research paper is entitled The

Effects of High Explosives

at Close Range on the Human Body

and Don't Move.

Wait a minute. You're not Pikovski.

Well, the genius speaks, but you're not

genius enough to realize that someone

else could play your little game, huh?

You see, Arcane, I am going to steal the

research data, including yours.

That's bloody outrageous.

Get your little bimbo to bring

everything over here now. And uh put

these on.

We'll do it.

A carnation.

So out of place here,

but not without meaning.

Tell me, little flower.

Show me where you came from.

Nice. Very nice. This court makes me

look 10 years younger.

You've managed to make me look like a

gentleman. I'll be the best dressed man

at the science conference. Science

conference. Science conference.

Our king's conference.

You are an incredible fool, whoever you

are. After all, bombs are such

indiscriminate, sloppy killing devices

without a trace of finesse. Certainly,

there's no creativity or cunning

involved. I shouldn't think there'd be

much satisfaction either.

Certainly doesn't say much for the

mental state of a man who'd create such

a bomb and kill a room full of innocent

people into the bargain. I'd be

embarrassed. No, ashamed to admit to

having stooped to such a an act of

barbaric mass destruction.

Well, you've become quite the

humanitarian, Arcane. Did your killing

of General Sunderland do that for you?

Oh, yes. I know all about that.

So, that's it. Revenge. So what was

Sunderland to you? Conspirator, friend,

relative?

He was my boss. I worked for him for 20

years and we kept the pot boiling all

over the world. North Vietnam, China,

Libya, Romania, Iraq, Iran.

I heard rumors about you.

What was it? He called you?

The handyman.

Ah, yes. the eminence gice of dirty

international politics.

The world was my stage, Arcane. If a

government required toppling, I was

there. Cuz election frauds,

assassinations, those were just my

specialties. I was Sunderland's main man

until you killed him. He deserved it.

Maybe so, but I deserved better. I was

the one that did all the dirty work and

walked away with nothing while you fat

cats profited. You were never exploited

by me.

Oh, really? All this secret research

data that Sunderland gave you? Who do

you think stole it in the first place?

But this

this will make things right. I know a

dozen companies that'll pay a million

dollars for this stuff. And me? Finally,

I can retire in style. And you have no

fingerprints. And there are no

photographs of me anywhere in the world.

So, no one will ever find me.

But wait.

It's too late. You see, this bomb has a

motion detector, and I will activate it

in 20 seconds. So, if any of you move,

which I know you eventually will. Boom.

Oh, I will leave these keys for you in

case any of you need to uh use the

bathroom. Ladies and gentlemen, uh good

evening.

Stella,

good evening.

stairway. Holland

bomb.

Motion detector. Don't come in.

Professional killer. Sunderland's thug.

I said shut up.

I'll be the best dressed man of the

science conference.

He was tortured before he was killed.

Like he had something the attacker on.

Linda, where are you?

I say shut up.

Stop. Come back. Come back.

Come on.

Holland,

where the hell is he? Holland,

I'm here. Arcane.

Bloody hell. Almost gave me a heart

attack. Colin, why'd you do that? Why'd

you save my life in there?

It was the others I was concerned about.

They don't deserve to die because of

your foolishness.

My foolishness? This piece of garbage

almost put an end to me. Look at it.

Chimpanzeee could have designed a more

sophisticated device.

You know this man? He worked for you.

You're crazy. He worked for Sunderland.

No, he's the man that broke into my lab,

who started the fire. He's responsible

for what I have become.

and Linda's death.

Look,

I'm telling you, I never knew who

attacked you in your lab.

You ordered it?

Yes. Yes, I ordered it. But I delegated

the responsibility to Sunderland. I

asked him a favor, and he said the

handyman.

He killed your wife. Not me.

Now look, it's my research, this swine

staller, not yours. And I mean to get it

back from him, with or without your

help.

Hey, come back. I've got a little

present for you. Bonvoage gift from

hell.

God, I felt that one.

My god, Holland. Do you know enough to

dodge bullets by now?

I suppose I'll have to go after him on

my own.

Exactly, Arcane. That's the point.

Evil conquers evil. Well, thanks a

bloody million.

Hey, 007

bombs away.

Well, I can. You're more generous than I

thought.

I'll be sure to use it.

Holland gun.

Heat. Heat.

My score has been settled. The man who

killed the woman I loved and made me the

strange creature that I am has been

destroyed. But there is no triumph.

Though a wrong has been writed, it will

never bring back all that I loved and

have lost.

Oh,

heat.