Inside 'The Swarm' Page #6

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With me is Dr. Crane,

field director for Dr. Connors.

How can you prevent this tragedy

from happening elsewhere?

Do you have any answers?

At the moment, none.

Can the death toll

from bee attacks spread?

That's a possibility.

What are your science teams

working on?

Ways to isolate and eliminate

invading swarms.

Can you be specific?

- That's tough to do in 90 seconds.

- Take your time.

I'm afraid we don't have any to spare.

Excuse me, please.

Thank you.

Anne MacGregor, Marysville, Texas.

DC ready, not exceeding five volts.

Testing five volts.

Good.

DC activated.

- How's it going?

- We'll be ready in a minute.

Honey-coated.

Three volts at 0.5 amps.

Okay, bring on the gladiators.

I'll stir them up.

Pesky little devils.

Spread them all over the grid.

They're getting ready to attack.

They're stinging the hell

out of the grid.

- We're getting plenty of venom now.

- We need all we can get.

If there's a positive side

to the tragedy...

...it's finding these Africans

and the queen bees.

With all this venom,

I can go to work on an antidote.

That's fine.

Hubbard, can you have the

poison ready by morning?

By morning?

I don't see how.

Well...

That makes your deadline

even earlier, Walter.

Smells like bananas.

See how fast it dries.

- Any complications?

- No, Dr. Anderson just examined them.

Dr. Anderson?

When did she get back?

A short while ago, major.

I couldn't rest knowing

there are sick patients.

- Besides, Dr. Martinez says I'm fine.

- Good.

Captain, I've been planning on

having a private talk with you.

It's about this civilian, Crane.

I received confidential reports

about your association with him...

...which indicate your relationship

is now of a personal nature.

I didn't know you sent anyone

to spy on me.

Has Crane asked you anything about our

operation here, even indirectly?

Why should he?

He is a respected scientist...

...and has been appointed by the

president to head this project.

It still might be advisable for you

to discontinue the relationship.

All due respect, sir, what I do on my

off-duty time is my business...

...and doesn't concern the Air Force.

I shall continue to see

whomever I wish.

- Thank you.

- The doctor wants to say goodbye.

Doctor?

Oh, yes, Rita.

- About the baby, you're both fine.

- Oh, good.

- Real fine.

- Thank you.

Please sit down.

With everything happening,

I haven't had a chance to say...

...how sorry I am about Jerry.

Thank you, doctor.

I'll write to you.

Let you know about the baby.

- Do you have a place to go?

- Not really.

They just gave everyone

orders to leave.

Of course, there isn't

much to stay for, is there?

- Well...

- Goodbye. I have to go.

- The bus is waiting.

- Let me walk you.

- I'll see myself out. Goodbye.

- Good luck.

Thank you.

Only one suitcase to a person, please.

Move it along.

Not since thousands

fled the Oklahoma Dust Bowl...

...has a thriving American community

been evacuated.

No flood, fire or hurricane has made

such a large section...

...a no man's land, until now.

- Slow down.

- That's it. Move right along.

On the stairs, please!

Move forward.

- Have you seen Ms. Schuster?

- No, sir.

Continue up to the stairs.

- Hal, have you seen Ms. Schuster?

- No, sir, I haven't.

You lose something?

You never had

a good concept of time.

On our first date we didn't

see the whole double feature.

I worried you wouldn't get here.

I'm here. Shall we go?

- Yeah.

- Let go. I had it first.

I carried her books before

you showed up in Marysville. Let go!

Clarence, Felix!

You promised there

would be no more fussing.

And this surely isn't the time for it.

Let go!

All right. Follow the line.

Follow the line.

- everything that they hold dear...

...because of killer bees.

Imagine having such a natural

phenomenon do something...

Take this. Give me a hand with her.

Get her in the car.

- Is the hospital here operating?

- Yeah.

Thank you.

- You okay?

- It's better.

We'll get there.

- Thank you.

- Hold on.

Oh, hurry.

Enter the car with the number you were

issued. That car's number is five!

Get this train out of here.

The bees could be back any minute.

Where is Crane?

Don't worry, sir. He'll be here in time

to take credit for the evacuation.

Let me tell you something, major.

I don't tolerate my staff saying

things behind a man's back.

If you think Crane's a glory jockey,

tell him, not me.

If you're trying to butter me up by

slurring a man I consider misguided...

...I don't need that

from you, or anybody else.

Yes, sir.

Am I walking too fast?

No, I'm fine. Just fine.

Don't overdo it.

Dr. Martinez said you had

a close call.

How sad.

How very, very sad.

You know, Marysville

was such a happy little town.

Ritz's Bookstore.

I used to work there when

I was in high school.

Everything was happy then.

But that was so long ago.

It's all right.

You can tell a lot about a man

by the way he shuffles cards.

- Thank you, Clarence.

- Wasn't meant as a compliment.

Would you cut the cards?

- Something bothering you?

- What's wrong, Maureen?

I got a sudden feeling

I'll never see Marysville again.

Or any of my children.

It's frightening.

Maureen, that's not you.

You're an optimist.

- Always looking at the bright side.

- We'll be home soon...

...and this will be like a bad dream.

- That's right.

I suppose that's so.

But I can't shake this feeling that

something's closing in on us.

Now, now, Maureen.

Come on, deal, Felix.

- Sandwiches?

- No, thanks.

No, thank you.

- Ed?

- Yeah?

- There's a bee in here.

- A bee? Don't take any chances.

- Maybe he wants the apple.

- Well, give it to him.

- Goddamn! What will I do now?

- Don't move.

Don't get him mad!

No, Charlie!

When are we going to

stop this massacre?

- Our first airdrop is in a half-hour.

- I've seen what you plan to drop!

Those damn poison pellets

won't get us anywhere!

Those are my damn

poison pellets, and they'll work!

I'm counting on them working, or we

fall back to almost impossible odds.

My coming up with an antidote,

which might never be perfected.

Thank you, gentlemen,

for your support.

But, captain...

Feed this into the computer.

African bees attack a train...

...70 miles northwest of Houston.

Now, give me a revised

time fix, please.

I know how you feel, especially

due to what just happened...

...but right now we are ready

to drop millions of lethal pellets...

...without harming the

population or plant life.

- I'll support that.

- So will I.

What we need...

...is every helicopter you have.

All right, you've got them.

Revised timetable coming through, sir.

They're not touching the pellets!

They're not touching the pellets!

They seem to sense

it's something that will kill them.

They're brighter than we thought.

They always are.

Maybe you should have tried bourbon

and water and got them drunk.

It's all my fault.

I threw firebombs at the swarm.

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