Ruthless Page #10

You asked me to do a lot of things.

For one thing, to forgive you.

What did you think that would do?

Change your nature?

Get off this pier and off my

property. You're in the way.

Everything fits. Your whole pattern.

Your approach.

The way you dislike people.

The way you trample on them and justify

the rottenest things a man can do.

Because you're not merely

a man, not in your sick brain.

You're much, much more than a man.

Isn't that what you believed

ever since we were boys?

Yes. Don't try to impress Mallory.

She has a mind of her own.

Who has a mind of their own when

a Vendig wants to make use of it?

No, you haven't changed.

The Vendigs in this world never change.

That's what makes them Vendigs.

They take. That's their nature.

Now you want a thing you once threw

away. Then you'll have everything.

You poor failure.

You always had the

mark of failure on you.

Branded on you. The way you give in.

All the ideas you had. The ideals.

What do you know about the

things I think are important?

Now listen to him, Mallory.

This is Vendig.

I tried to teach you things,

but they frightened you.

Nothing that's frightened can live in

the jungle. And that's where we live.

Mr Mansfield.

That was well put, Vendig.

We do live in a jungle.

And it's not a plae where

the weak inherit the earth.

Of course, there is this to remember:

Animals kill only for food or love.

You and I, Vendig,

spoil even the jungle.

Because we kill for profit.

For the taste of victory.

For revenge.

Horace!

Revenge!!

Then we destroy each other utterly.

The tide has pulled them out to sea.

Keep searching.

Keep searching.

Vic.

He wasn't a man.

He was a way of life.

T-G

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