Swamp Thing Page #3

We wouldn't be here|if it hadn't gone after the girl.

Girl? You mean you let her get away?

Uh-huh, here comes trouble.

Hi.

You in a plane crash?

Just been out walkin'.

Uh-huh.

You got a phone that works?

(woman) Operations.

This is 5-17. Operation Mount Pisba.

Get me my next immediate superior,|and hurry.

Hold on. I'm putting you through to Ritter.

- I think he's been neutrali...|- (click)

(buzz)

Yes?

This is mobile operator 3-4.|I have an emergency call for you.

Put the call through.

Ritter, this is Cable.|We've had a catastrophe out here.

What happened?

There was a hit on the compound.|Holland's dead. The lab's gone.

- I thought they got you, too.|- Uh, no, I was called away.

I think you were wrong about Arcane.|They knew what they were looking for...

Hold on, we'll get to you.|You can explain later. Where are you?

A gas station a mile south|of the road to the landing.

Right.

Oh, uh, did you manage to save anything?

Damn right. I got the last notebook.

Very good.|I'll be there before you know it.

Turn around.

- Doesn't anything work around here?|- Just me.

Kickin' it don't help nothin'.|You gotta punch it.

- Thanks.|- Nothin'. Name's Jude.

Cable.

Nice station. Your dad own it?

Look like your ride's got here.

(Ferret) Come on, let's go.

Don't be afraid.

Say that to someone|whose desk you ain't hidin' behind.

Is there a gun here?

What kinda place do you think this is?|Course there is.

Gun's a museum piece.

Stay here.

Took the words right outta my mouth.

Hey, greaseball!

She's mine.

She's got a gun.

Some gun. It blew up on the first shot.

Jam it. Jam it to the floor.

Wait a minute. There she is.

Go, go. Go get her. Go on.

Go on.

Watch the trees.

Go, go. Come on,|she's gainin' ground on you.

Faster.

Got her in the sights.

- It's back! Stop the jeep!|- Run him down.

Don't stop!

Help!

Shoo.

Go!

It's OK, it's OK. It's just me.

Jude, what are you doing here?

You think I'd stay at the station|while they're pumpin' it full of holes?

What happened to that thing?

It, uh...

hit a tree.

Must have been one of those hit-and-run|trees. It don't seem to be there now.

Some tree, all right.

There's a trapper's cabin nearby. Maybe|we can get you a fresh change of clothes.

Swamp's no place to be at night.|Come on.

The last patrol is in. Whatever it is,|it disappeared for the night.

Some of the men say it's one of them|abdominal snowmen or something.

(Ferret) It was like hittin' a tree.|Bullets hurt it, but they don't stop it.

I say we forget this notebook.|It's not worth it.

What are we killin' ourselves for?

Just to find a formula|to some ordinary plant fertiliser?

"Ordinary"? Something extraordinary|came out of the experiments already.

Something that Holland or myself|had absolutely no notion of. None.

Would you recognise immortality|if it knocked on your door, gentlemen?

Obviously you wouldn't,|but that's beside the point.

I want this swamp thing,

and I want the notebook.

- Now.|- I'll get rid of him.

You will not get rid of him.|You will simply get him.

Pure elements of the formula|that determines him are there,

in his veins.

But... how can we find it?

It's gone into the swamps.

Every time you've seen the girl,|you've seen the beast, right?

That's right.

Then we'll find the girl,|the beast will follow.

It doesn't exactly maintain a low profile.

(anguished roar)

He was right. It is beautiful.

Who was right?

A guy I knew.

He loved these swamps.

Can't you call him?|Maybe he could come and get you.

Ain't got nobody you can call, huh?

Thought I had, but when I did|those goons showed up back there

and started making Swiss cheese|outta your gas station.

- Didn't pay your bookie or somethin'?|- Or somethin'.

Much farther?

A little ways.

- Stay here.|- Don't worry.

- If you hear anyone, you yell.|- Don't worry.

And if I don't come,|just go on and get yourself out.

I can handle myself. Don't worry.

I'm not worried.

Well, I am.

- What happened?|- Just go. Go!

We're just gonna do our job and get|this notebook back to Washington.

The rest isn't my business.

Local people|say this place is full of ghosts.

Well, there's gonna be one more|before this day is through. There she is.

Who's that?

(roar)

Who's that?

That was that thing. Let's go. Come on.

What the heck's goin' on here?

Cut the engine.

Units one and two. Sector four.|On the double. We got him cornered.

Where is he?

What is he?

Sh.

I think I see him.

Hit it!

Units one and two, where are you?|Get over here on the double.

Split up. Go in the back way.|We'll come in straight.

There he is. Over there.

Open up on him.

Hang on.|I'm gonna knock him outta there.

Jesus! Unit two.

Use the grenades if you have to.|Maybe we can stun him.

I think you got him.

He's still goin'.|Give him everything you got. Come on.

We've got him now.

- Where'd he go?|- I don't know.

- Do you see him?|- Yeah, I see him everywhere.

Any sign of him over there?

Nothing. We think maybe he bought|the farm... or the vegetable patch.

What the hell is that?

He's smart. That thing is smart.

Very smart, Bruno. Very smart.|This thing has considerable intelligence.

He's like a brilliant chess player.|He anticipates every move.

A strong adversary|is like a beautiful, dangerous woman.

I can't resist either.|Tell the captain to weigh anchor.

- We're going home.|- No, we are not.

Captured our knight.

Exposed his queen.

Our move.

Awfully quiet now.|We'd better get outta here.

I've gotta go back and help.

You just take the notebook and get|to safety. I'll come back for you later.

Go on, do as I say.

- Cable!|- Sh.

Jude, go and do what I told you.|It's not safe here any more. You hear?

Jude?

No!

Oh, sh*t!

There goes the neighbourhood.

Wait a minute. You're the dude|who saved us back there, right?

You a friend of Cable?

Then I got something for you.

She said I oughta put it someplace safe.

- Where's Arcane?|- Below.

Tell him we've captured his queen.

Walked right into our hands, didn't you?|Real smart.

Thanks. I knew we couldn't rely|on your intelligence.

What I couldn't do for you.

Tell you what,

tell me where the notebook is|and I'll get you outta the swamps.

- Deal?|- I don't mind the swamps.

It's the slime that crawls out from|under the rocks that turns my stomach.

Nasty mouth.

But a pretty one.

What do you say to that?

Not much.

Cable!

Cable...

Ferret!

Ferret!

Ferret!

- Maybe we should go and check.|- No, we go home now.

- Sir, but...|- Home!

That's very kind.

Nice orchid.

Family... Orchidaceae.

Genus orchis.

Over 100 species here.

Much beauty in the swamp,

if you only look.

Alec?

Oh, I'm sorry.

- It must...|- Hurt?

Does it?

Only when I laugh.

Have I gone crazy?

Isn't this a dream?

That's what I keep asking myself.

Everything's a dream

when you're alone.

Oh, Alec...

(screams)

Now.

Get the hand down!

A man who loves|gives hostages to fortune.

Alec.

Alec... Holland.

You knew, didn't you?

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