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Heat. Heat.

Heat. Heat.

I Hey,

hey, hey.

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

It is [music] 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.

450 megaww. That's it.

2° per minute. No more. Close

the spinal fluid. 35 cc's. No more, no

less. Precise measurements are critical

at this stage. Very good.

Dr. Arcane, may I say something?

Graham, get that bloody thing out of my

face, will you?

Sorry, sir. I I just want to say that

being witness to this being a small part

of your victory makes me feel very

honored.

Well, of course it does, Graham. Uh, you

there make sure there are no bubbles in

that manitol broth before you integrate

it. I mean to think that after all these

years of research, you have finally

discovered the key to decoding the

secrets of human aging.

Well, thank you so much for putting it

in perspective for me, Graeme.

I was telling you about the other night.

Let's get out of here. Go.

I'll take it from here.

This is it, Graeme. I'm poised on the

very threshold of scientific glory.

Activate molecular separators.

Where's the ancillary power, Graeme?

It should kick in automatically.

Well, it hasn't. I can't have a power

dip. Not now.

Understand? Backup systems are not

inspired.

Damn it.

This is unbelievable. This can't be

happening. My entire bloody experiments

ruined. Graham, get me engineering.

Heads are rolled for this. But doctor,

first the engineers will pay, then the

rest of these morons.

All I want to know is did they suffer in

the end? The engineers especially.

I haven't eliminated anyone yet, doctor.

And why the hell not?

I thought you might enjoy doing it

yourself.

Do I look like I'm capable of having any

fun at all at this present time, Graham?

No, sir.

But while I know that this is a terribly

disappointing setback for you, I want

you to know that I stand ready to help

you rebuild the experiment.

The only remains of my brilliant formula

were destroyed in that awful lab

accident.

Well, actually, doctor, I don't think it

was an accident. I believe it was

sabotage.

Sabotage

by whom?

That's a little a little hard to

explain.

Don't play with me, man.

Absolutely, sir. You see, we weren't the

only ones in the complex tonight to

experience strange event. There were

reports of unexplained lights and sounds

and a drop in temperature.

Just tell me who is responsible. They'll

pay dearly for it. I promise you.

Not who, but what.

I believe we were assaulted by

poltergeist.

Poltergeist and they call me mad. Have

you been taking your medication lately,

Graeme? I don't believe in ghosts.

There's been quite a bit [music] of

empirical data to support the idea of

restless spirits. Besides,

I can prove it.

This tape was made from the security

cameras from the main gate. The lights

you see here are luminescent

protoplasmic particles. Fairly common in

poltergeist infestations.

You're wasting my time. Any number of

events could be responsible for those

lights, including a malfunctioning

electrical system.

That's why I took the liberty of

analyzing the tape's audio track.

Gibberish.

Listen to what happens when it's been

digitally enhanced at variable speeds.

Arcade, I want you.

Good lord. If I didn't know better, I'd

say that was General Sunderland. But

he's dead. killed when his headquarters

self-destructed,

disintegrated by a series of powerful

explosions a year ago.

Then it's true, Graham. I was visited by

a poltergeist.

More than one, I'd say.

Imagine that cranky old buzzard and a

few of his spirit friends in this very

room. It's incredible. My point exactly.

And incredible is my middle name after

all. Mark my words, Graham. This could

be one of my most astonishing

discoveries to date. Life after death.

Well, actually, doctor, I [music] was

kind of hoping well that we might well

that we might share the credit on this

because after all, I did all the

preliminary work on this on my own

unsupervised.

You heard him, Graeme. He didn't say

Graham, did he Graham? No, he said Aray.

I want you. It is me. They're trying to

contact Graham. And to hell with this

bloody experiment. If I'm to be denied

the secrets to immortality, so be it. I

shall contact General Sunderland. Get

instructions for mastering the

hereafter. This is marvelous, Graeme.

Absolutely bloody marvelous.

Yeah,

marvelous.

General Sunderland.

It's Anton Arcade.

You here?

Graham said there were rumors of a

haunting. No offense.

Come out. Come out wherever you are.

Colin, what blazes are you doing here?

I know why you're here, and I want you

to leave.

You always want me to leave.

There are forces here you can never

understand. Well,

I'm a scientist. I like a bit of a

challenge. So, if you'll excuse me,

for once, listen to me. The energies of

life and death are out of balance. I

sense something violent waiting for you.

Really? Something violent?

Oh, perhaps I'll call Graeme and have

him check it out.

Damn.

The hell?

All right, Holland. If this is your idea

of making a point, consider it done.

Now what,

Holland?

Sunderland.

General,

know you're out there somewhere.

Saw you on television, General

Sunderland. You look quite good under

the circumstances.

And I heard you. You asked for me.

Don't go, General.

I sense something violent waiting for

you.

As long as it isn't the headless

horsemen.

Something vile.

Something vile.

General

General,

you are here.

This is absolutely fantastic.

I have your readings.

If you can hear me,

please confirm.

General Sunderland,

if you're here,

give me a signal.

One knock for yes, two knocks for no.

Three knocks. What does that mean?

It means you're going to die.

Control

yourself, General. We're compatriots,

remember?

You killed me.

I did not. You activated the

self-destruct on your complex, not I.

You shot me with a laser and left me for

dead.

There's no escape, arcade.

The best part about being dead is I can

do more damage to you now than I ever

could when I was alive.

And I brought along some friends.

Heat.

Heat.

Holland, I knew you'd come. You've got

to do something.

The spirits are upsetting the balance of

nature.

Yeah, well, they're not doing much for

me either. Help me.

They're not of this world. I have

limited power over them.

Do something, Holland.

H, where the hell are you when I need

you?

Hey, you there?

What are you doing down there?

I've been hurt. I I need some help.

Step in the light so I can see you.

I don't think that's such a terribly

good idea.

Do it now. Look here. I'm Anton Arcane.

What's that on your shirt?

Blood.

Okay. Now, what's really

Don't do this, General.

All I want to do is be your ally. What

did I ever do to you but give you loyal

service and brilliant performance?

You lived and I didn't.

Well, you kidnapped my wife and all I

ever wanted was to have her back.

I wanted her for myself. I deserved her.

That's an unrealistic ambition on your

part. You could hardly hold that against

me.

What I hold against you, Arcane, is just

a matter of fairness.

And that is about to be all evened up

now.

You want to know a little secret,

Arcane?

Do you want to know what happens when

people die?

They suffer all the pain they ever

inflicted on others.

Better fasten your safety belts.

Okay.

You must not run from them. You must

defeat the poltergeists.

Brilliant. Holland, do you mind telling

me how?

Only way may be with heat. Their

protolas of energy is fragile. You may

be able to incinerate them.

Oh, that's marvelous. How do I do that?

The

tank. It's full of fuel.

You'll never get away. Arcane

Sunderland,

go back.

Right.

Now you've done it, General.

Goodbye, Arcane.

Arcane.

So he survived after all.

Where's Sunderland? He and the other

spirits have returned to their world.

And it worked.

I did it

once again. The swamp is in balance.

Thanks to me.

Once again, your ego claims deeds done

by others.

Well, did I miss something?

Or did I blow up the ship? Yes, Holland.

It's marvelous. The swamp is indebted to

me.

Not really. I would think [music] about

that for a while. A long, long while.

Of all the mysteries in the swamp, none

are more perplexing than when mortal

enemies are forced [music] to work

together.

Hey.

Hey. Hey.