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Could you forget me if you had to?

What sort of a question is that?

Seriously.

If you didn't have the choice.

Could you forget me?

No.

Well, I might forget you...

Against my will.

Without wanting to.

What are you trying to say?

Things are going to happen to me

that are out of my control.

I've already been through that.

But I'm able to control

the future for two... Or more...

You're pretty sure of yourself,

aren't you?

How can you tell?

Anyway, when you say two,

who are you alluding to?

Are you thinking about you and me,

or are you thinking about you and him.

The one inside your body... the rapist.

I'm thinking about us.

Wouldn't he be jealous?

Right now, for instance,

I know he's here, between us...

I can sense him.

The rapist wants you to know he

will never do that again.

When I kiss you, am I kissing him too?

And when he raped me,

did you enjoy it?

John!

Are you always so slow, lnspector?

What are you waiting for?

An old friend of mine...

The suspect vehicle just crossed 49th

and Madison on the second section.

All patrols on alert.

I repeat:
all patrols on alert.

We're wasting precious time,

Inspector...

Jill's in danger.

Carefull...

The engine's highly tuned.

Just like you!

I'm on their tail...

Who's shooting?

Hold your fire!

Who's mortal in here?

...I mean,

who can die a violent death...

Well, I feel somewhat mortal...

I don't think so, Mister...?

Mr ...

Jill!!

Where's the Pyramid?

Where's the Senator?

It's here.

Come on...

It's here, Jill. It's time!

We're in the heart of INTRUSION.

The dead center.

John!?

Your time has come.

This red pill is the final stage

of your treatment.

It will make you human for good.

A human woman...

A human woman.

Will I forget everything?... Everyone?

You are going to write yourself

a new story...

Swallow it!

The void, Jill... The void...

Forget me...Forget

JOHN!?!

...,where the f*** are you?

I need you... I need you now!

You must be Anubis, God of the Dead...

I admire you so much!

Eraid! You,f***ing bastard.

You'll never speak that

jackal's name again!

Sep nuk pas, Heruss.

Time's up!

Anuu mesen arit nef xupu!

This is the end of your Eternity!

Suten bat, akhet semut, suten bat!

Be patient brothers, I'm coming!

Nikopol, you have been much more

than a body to me.

I wish I could do more to thank you...

...But you're running out of time,

I know...

I sincerely hope your life

as a human is a happy one.

You will no longer feel the burden

of your leg.

You'll see, there will always

be a little bit of me left inside you...

I don't know how I should take that.

I will never be far from you, Jill,

ever again...

Ever...

Do I know you?

Senu bat efu unnut xau?

I'm back! Were you bored without me?

Kourou nevo pas

The sentence is binding

Bes su xet, nes su xet tekau pa neter.

I'm ready to face it...Without waiting

Set et fao

Now, then!

Nikopol, serial number N-7,

you are under arrest

for attempted escape.

You have one year left

on your sentence.

Sorry, but...

He was in there, wasn't he?

Who?

The Killer...

You must know a lot about him.

Yeah. He's a friend...

How does he kill, I'd give a lot

to know the answer to that.

Jill!

...And New York City Officials annouces

the opening of Central Parks Intrusion

to Public Access.

Do not forget that the temperature

is unusually low.

Take a break! New orbital holidays!

Forget archaic politics,

and say Yes to Liangs projects

for you and your City.

And for you, who can still read,

don't forget

"Spirit of Nikopol's Story",

by the man from the past,

Nikopol himself. A Subversive Cult Book

By the way, thanks for your book.

What about her?

"Her"?

HER!

Do you like Paris?

Oh, I'm sorry. He's so cheeky,

did he hurt you?

No, not at all. He's just fine...

Couldn't be better...

I'm terribly sorry.

My name is Jill.

I'm NlKOPOL.

How do you like this planet?

It has its charm...

Mais "Tout cela ne vaut

pas le poison qui decoule

de tes yeux, de tes yeux verts,

Lacs ou mon ame tremble et se

voit a l'envers...

Mes songes viennent en foule

Pour se desalterer

a ces gouffres amers."

"But all that is not worth the prodigy

Of you saliva, Jill,

That bites my soul, and dizzies it,

and swirls it down remorselessly,

Rolling it, fainting,

to the underworld!"

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