Scanners III: The Takeover Page #4

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- Thank you.

Alex.

You haven't changed.

You heard...

Yeah, I've heard.

- Michael told me.

- Michael?

When did you talk to him?

He's dead.

Oh, my God.

Not Michael.

What happened?

I've been over in Thailand, Helena.

Michael came to tell me about Dad.

He was attacked, no reason.

There was a scanner there

that I think was responsible.

Scanner?

- Something must have set him off.

- It wasn't like that.

It was deliberate, cold-blooded murder.

Why would anyone want to kill Michael?

I was hoping you'd be able to tell me.

I've been in a monastery for two years.

Suddenly Dad's dead, Michael's dead,

and you've taken over here.

And what's with the scan signal

- on the video, Helena?

- Oh, that.

- I was just playing around, Alex.

- Burning cigars?

Michael was concerned,

said you were taking a new drug.

'Miss Monet, your car's downstairs.'

Thank you, George, I'm on my way.

I'm sorry, I have a meeting

with our Japanese affiliates.

Look, er... there is a drug, it's true.

EPH-3.

Dad invented it. It's for scanners.

Completely relieving their pain.

But I don't know what Michael was

talking about. It's a miracle drug.

Ask Joyce if you don't believe me.

Joyce is involved?

Yeah, she's up at Baumann. They're doing

wonderful things for scanners.

The place has changed so much.

Go and see for yourself.

I think Joyce would love to see you.

Dr. Baumann is unavailable.

May I take a message?

Uh-huh, yes. Thank you.

I can help you.

Hi.

I'm looking for Joyce Stone.

Tell her it's Alex Monet.

Of course, sir.

If you'll just follow me.

I think you'll find what you're looking for...

right in here.

Ah...

Uh... Miss...

- Suzy.

- Suzy.

Suzy, look, I don't think this is a good idea.

See, I, er...

I live in a monastery.

Well, this'll give you

something to think about

when you lay in bed.

Alone in the dark.

Doing...

whatever it is you do.

- Where's Dr. Stone?

- She's been detained.

But I'm here to take care of your every need.

- Can you keep a secret?

- Yeah.

They're not real.

Well, well, well, well,

well, well, well, well, well.

What do we have here?

Boys, I think we've got us a rapist.

Oh, come on, Mitch, he was willing.

Not you, nimbo-bimbo.

- Him.

- Me?

- Hmm.

- What the hell's going on around here?

- And what?

- Well, let me explain.

This is the breakdown of the analysis

of the EPH-3 prototype.

Paraoxon hydrochloride, cyanocabalamin,

cupric oxide.

- I know that. And so?

- So nothing.

It's inert. You might as well

be taking vitamin pills, Helena.

You must have missed something.

We're running it through again

but I don't think so.

If there's anything I can do to help...

I know. I know.

I'll look through Dad's video tape.

See if I can find something there.

- Wake up now.

- Guard the door.

We're taking a little stroll

down memory lane.

Oh, come on, come on.

A taste of Baumann's laser therapy to

teach a guy to keep his hands off the staff.

Wake up, Romeo.

We wanna show you our new toy.

Quick, get around the back door.

Get in the bus!

Come on, come on,

the creep's getting away.

Faster! Faster!

I think I got him.

Can you swim?

Better safe than sorry. Go check.

Alex?

Jesus.

What's happened to you?

I'm, uh... not sure you're gonna believe it.

I'm still not sure I do.

What is it?

I, uh...

I had to kill a man today.

I just got back this morning.

I wanted to see you

so I went out to Baumann.

Baumann? Why?

Cos Helena told me that you would be there.

But it was a trap.

She sent me out there deliberately.

A group of scanners attacked me.

- That's impossible.

She's your sister.

She's my best friend.

She's changed.

Listen.

Can you tell me anything

about this new drug she's taking?

EPH-3? Your dad developed it.

Are you sure there's no side effects

to that drug?

I never saw the test results.

Helena said it herself. I believed her when

she told me there were no side effects.

But maybe there are.

The way she's been acting.

I think it's somehow blocked out

her conscience.

And with scanners, Joyce,

that can be a dangerous thing.

It's hard to explain but when a...

when a scanner loses control,

there are these forces,

strange feelings inside,

it's... it's almost like a rage.

It just builds and builds and builds

and builds inside you.

Is there, Alex?

Is that what you were afraid of?

Is that why you ran away?

'Exterior application

is necessitated.

'Now I have with me a rough prototype

skin patch which...

'Oh, sh*t.

' Pardon me for using

such highly technical language!'

'... which... Oh, sh*t.

' Pardon me for using

such highly technical language!'

'Uh, this is continuation of lab report

October... 17th 1990...'

Daddy... what have I done?

'In order to, uh... isolate...'

'... most important EPH-3,

'or as we call it "eff"-3,

'remains inactive

'until the electronic sensor is triggered

'by trace molecular elements found only

in scanner subjects.'

Bingo.

'Now I'm going to turn this off.'

- Alex?

- Mm-hm?

I've been thinking about

what you said about Helena.

- Mmm...

- Is that what you've been thinking about?

Seriously!

I'm gonna go down to the office

and see what I can find out.

Mmm...

Are you listening to me?

- No.

- No, I didn't think so.

Hi there.

Go! He's going around the other side!

I hate this bloody city.

I really hate this city.

Interesting reading?

It's nice to see my employees in

bright and early snooping through my office.

Speaking of eager beavers,

I hear you and Alex had

a very tender evening in.

- Helena, what have you done?

- You're such an innocent, such a prude.

I'll tell you what I've done,

I've come into my own.

I've finally gotten the power

I've always deserved.

By the way, while you were

making whoopee,

I was making history.

Yep. I cracked the code, Joyce.

Seems like poor old Dad

just forgot to mention

that the missing element

is only to be found

in bodily secretions...

of the scanners' metabolic type.

Helena...

please, listen to me.

You've got to stop taking the drug.

The psychological side effects

could be devastating.

- You think so?

- Yes.

This isn't you, Helena, you're not normal.

You can say that again.

You're n-not normal.

That's better.

I wanted to get you between the sheets...

but this is ridiculous!

Oh, well.

Easy come, easy go.

Oops!

Good night, sweet prince.

- Who are you?

- I'm, er...

temporary.

Huh. Not too temporary...

I hope.

Uh, say...

after I've finished with my rounds...

I can't wait.

Neither can I.

'Now that you can

control your breath...'

Bye.

'... you learn to control your heart.'

Jesus! We've got a code blue! Move it!

Don't just stand there. Prep him!

- Nothing.

- Let's try and jump-start the poor bastard.

- Clear.

- Clear.

Nothing.

- Clear.

- Clear.

Ah, there's nothing, Doctor.

Mark the time and take him down

for an autopsy.

Mind if I use your phone?

Is it... is it a-a-a... a local call?

I've got total control over

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