Street Fighter Page #2

T. Hawk,

who are those two men?

Ken Masters and Ryu Hoshi.

A couple of low-rent operators.

We took 'em in in last night's sweep.

[Whistle Blows]

- Get them patched up,

and bring them to me.

- Yes, sir.

- If Sagat won't trust new friends,

- Hmm.

Maybe he'll trust

some new enemies.

[Groaning]

[Computer]

Subject's muscle mass increased by 49%.

[Groaning, Screaming]

[Screaming Continues]

[Computer]

Subject's muscle mass increased by 50%.

[Man On Loudspeaker]

Attention, all medical personnel.

Refugees incoming on dock three.

Refugees incoming

on dock three.

Dr. Howard, report to

refugee infirmary at once.

[Baby Crying]

It's all right.

Here, here.

Come on.

These people here

have a chance.

Those hostages Bison is holding

have less than that.

What is this,

a guilt trip?

Call it a wake-up call, gentlemen.

Manila, Hong Kong, Shadaloo.

You tried to justify your con games

by telling yourselves...

you've been stealing

from criminals.

Now, are you the same

as Sagat and Bison?

Or am I right...

and you're different?

[Ryu]

We're different.

Can we please leave?

The only way

you two are leaving...

is over my dead body.

[D.J.] Anybody know

what to do if a Bison trooper

throws a hand grenade?

Angh! You pick it up, pull,

and throw it right back at him!

All right!

Load 'em up. Move 'em out.

I'm tired of being a warden.

- Take 'em to the harbor.

The navy has a brig waiting.

- Yes, sir.

Bon voyage, Sagat.

Enjoy the sea air.

This isn't over, Guile.

I own this city!

Well, I'm the repo man.

And you're out of business.

You just had to come

to this country, didn't you, huh?

Why'd I listen to you?

You can't think. You can't fight.

- You can't even...

- I'm sick of your crap!

- Break it up! Get in the truck!

- Son of a b*tch!

- Get in the truck. Come on!

- All right, next batch.

Cell block "D,"

line up for the next truck.

Ryu! Ken!

Throw us the keys.

Go to hell.

Forget our past.

I can help you escape the city.

[Screams]

Let's go.

Go! Go!

[Machine Gun Fire]

Go! Go!

[Gunshots]

- [Rifle Shots]

- Don't!

You'll hit the Colonel!

[Beeps]

[Beeping]

[Gunfire]

[Cheering]

[Cameras Clicking]

Medics!

Medics!

[Man]

Cool it. Hey, man, cool it.

[Cameras Clicking]

[Bison]

The temple above us...

was the wonder

of the ancient world.

Bisonopolis shall be

the wonder of my world.

But I think the food court

should be larger.

All the big franchises

will want in.

[Chun-Li] Dateline Shadaloo City,

Shadaloo, Southeast Asia.

The world is in shock

at the news...

that Colonel William F. Guile

has been killed.

It happened 30 minutes ago

during a jailbreak by Victor Sagat,

the gunrunner who was

the principal arms supplier...

for renegade Gen. M. Bison.

It was hoped that the Allied Nation

forces would restore order here,

but after today's tragedy,

nothing is certain...

except that Bison's

mad threats will continue,

and that the new A.N. commander's

first order of business...

is to bury Col. Guile.

For GNT, this is Chun-Li Zang.

That's great news, General!

Congratulations.

- On the contrary, I mourn.

- Okay.

I was hoping to face Guile personally

on the battlefield.

One gentleman warrior

to another...

in respectful combat.

Then I would snap his spine.

Ahh!

The road not taken.

But why?

Why do they still

call me a warlord?

And mad?

All I want to do...

is to create

the perfect genetic soldier!

Not for power,

not for evil,

but for good!

Carlos Blanka will be

the first of many.

They shall march

out of my laboratory...

and sweep away

every adversary,

every creed, every nation,

until the very planet

is in the loving grip...

of the Pax Bisonica.

And then peace will reign...

in the world,

and all humanity...

shall bow to me...

in humble gratitude.

That was beautiful.

[Man Over Loudspeaker]

Curfew violators will be arrested.

Anyone resisting arrest

will be shot.

Clear the press.

A wireless mike on the coastal

highway heading north. Hmm.

[Chun-Li]

Damn! We got interference.

- That's not interference.

It's too steady.

- What's the problem?

We're not the only ones

who put a homing device on that truck.

Well, let's analyze

this other signal.

Whoa! Looks like

that other signal...

is aimed right back here:

A.N. Headquarters.

Here?

That doesn't make any sense.

- Hmm.

- [Knock At Door]

Your five minutes are up.

Move out.

Honda, we gotta go, bro.

- Excuse me, bro.

- [Groans]

[Rock On Radio]

You two, follow our signal. I'll

catch up with you at the thieves market.

I'll find out

who's playing games with us.

- Watch your back, Li.

- I didn't know you cared.

We don't. You're the only one

who can sign our expense accounts.

It's clear. Go!

They can go.

[Door Opens, Closes]

[Beeping]

[Beeping Continues]

Hmm.

Another homing device.

[Gasps]

If I didn't give you

an interview when I was alive,

no way I'm gonna do it

when I'm dead.

Of course! Those two young men who led

the prison break and killed you!

They're working for you,

aren't they?

Are you asking as a reporter

or... as something else?

Sergeant, take Miss Zang

into custody.

No, wait, wait!

Wait, please.

You're right. I'm not here

just to cover the news.

I don't want a story about Bison.

I want his head!

Now, it's taken me...

You can't lock me up,

not when I'm this close.

Take her away.

Yes, sir.

No.

I knew you wouldn't understand.

I understand better

than you know.

This war is not about

your personal vendetta.

It's about mine.

Darling, basic black's

not really you.

- Prison gray, perhaps?

- [Chuckles]

Stop! Hey, come back here!

Where do you think you're going?

Hey, stop. Stop!

[T. Hawk]

You don't have a chance.

What a screwup!

What a woman!

Cruise missile. All original equipment.

You add your own warhead.

Armored personnel carrier.

Surplus from Iraqi Army.

Five speeds.

Two forward, three reverse.

Like new.

Only used once to evacuate

American Embassy in Saigon.

[Computer]

Welcome, warlords of Shadaloo.

Gen. Bison invites you to share

his food, drink and entertainment.

No, no, no, no.

[Crowd]

Yes! Yes!

- Yes!

- No!

She likes me.

- How 'bout our explosive finale?

- Not yet. We have a problem.

Now...

to business.

[Chuckles]

This place makes Detroit

look like Disneyland.

The only question is,

whose lowlifes are gonna kill us first,

Sagat's or Bison's?

[Ryu] I was right.

You've forgotten everything

our sensei talked about.

Trust. Honor.

Whatever you think,

we're in this until we get that

homing device up to Bison's fortress.

Ken?

[Giggling]

You got another one of those masks

for me, darling?

[Punch, Scream]

[Bison] I am pleased

with your goods, Sagat.

Now, as for payment,

why settle for mere money?

After I defeat the A.N.,

what if I were to share

the country with you?

When the war is over, we'll see

how much of the country is left.

Meanwhile,

let's see the color

of your money.

Enough!

[Sagat]

Is this a joke?

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