The Danger Element Page #2

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Blowing my men up

left and correct.

Well, let us remember

the meaning of

the word 'prototype'.

No offense, Captain,

but it seems like all you know

how to make is proto-kinds.

I think it's about time you got

me something that works

real good like.

- Know what I'm sayin'.

-The word is proto-type,

Mister Derwit,

and perhaps I should remind

you of our agreement.

You are to provide me

with what I need.

And in return,

I will give you access to all

of my experimental weaponry.

I've upheld my end of the deal.

Name one thing that me

and my boys haven't

provided for you, Monsignor.

Where is the Danger Element?!

Ya mean that...

that little metal can?

It is the most important

component of my work,

Mister Derwit.

And by the way,

I am not a Monsignor

nor a Captain.

I am a Doctor.

Well, hey man. Maybe you could

come over here and

do a little house call for me.

I got this nasty thing growing

on my back. It is huge-

I'm not that kind of Doctor.

Well, I'll just call

your receptionist, then,

and make an appointment.

Don't worry about

your Danger Can.

I've got my super spy

on the case.

I certainly hope so.

Douche.

[Jitni] Where've you been?

[Enki] I was able to infiltrate

Derwit's syndicate.

He hired me to track down

the Danger Element for him.

The money's good too.

-What's in it for us?

-The money.

Right. And what else?

Have you ever heard of

Renaldo Scorpione?

Yeah. The Mayor's kid.

Spoiled brat.

He knows something. I think

he's friends with someone

in the Lucifarian circle.

-Who's the friend? Saltzman?

-I don't know.

Well, Let's go ask him.

-[Enki] Can I drive?

-[Jitni] Ha!

He ain't got nothing' on me!

If he pops off,

I'm gonna break his arm!

I'm gonna grab it and

I'm gonna twist it and I'm gonna

snap it right in his face!

I'd kiss any man who could

break an arm like that.

You might get the chance,

sugarlips.

But first I have a proposal.

How about you go get ready.

'Cuz I don't want to

be late for this party.

Well, I accept your proposal.

[TV playing]

[fighting]

Hey... Hold on.

Are you the guy

from the newspaper?

What do you know

about the Lucifarians?

Like I would tell you.

-Tell us!

-[Renaldo] Tell you what?

I told you to leave that

in the car.

Your way's too slow.

-Are you guys on your honeymoon

or something?

-[Jitni and Enki] Quiet!

-[Jitni] Where are they keeping

the Danger Element?

-[Renaldo] The anex.

We'll never get in there.

What are they planning

to use it for?

Carlotto's excavating

this machine?

It's old, really old.

They say it's some sort of radio

It's for talking to uh...

-To what?!

-They call them

the ascended masters?

I don't know, are like spirits

or something,

they need the Danger

Element for it to work.

-When?

-In four days at their site.

-How do I look?

-Uh... great... You ready to go?

I want you to report

back to Derwit.

You want me to tell

him about this?

No, I want you to give

him false information.

When we hit the Lucifarians,

I want Derwit's gang

as far away as possible.

And when you're done,

cut off all communication

with him.

Things are about to get

a lot more dangerous.

[humming]

Hey, hey, Super spy!

That's my Super Spy.

Hey, everybody,

Super spy's here.

Get it? Soup?

Soup or spy?

Man, I love a good soup man.

A good soup is like

a good night's sleep

in a golden bed chamber

while you recline

into slumber upon

a silver plated mattress.

Forgive my lack of manners.

I trust that you have

some information

regarding the location

of the Danger Tube?

The Danger Element was stolen by

a gang known as Satan's Rifle.

They're moving it

to the abandoned

shipping distribution center

outside of Modesto tomorrow.

It's the only chance you'll get.

Oh really.

That ain't what

your buddy told me.

What are you talking about?

One of your old pals from

the order works for me.

Told me all about you

as soon as I hired you.

He pumped old Scorpione

for information right after

y'all left.

Which means I know

the Lucifarians have

the Danger Element.

I also know where

your boy- Boyfriend?

-Brother.

-Whatever. I know where

he's gonna be tomorrow.

So... Doctor Elymas is gonna

get his canister back.

Old Andros over there, he's

going to get his sweet revenge

against Battle... whatever.

And I can't help wonder.

What's in it for me?

Oh right. I get to kill you.

[gun shots]

[Billiard] It hadn't been easy,

but I had finally caught up

with one

of the Knights

of the Benedictine Seal.

I found over the past few days

that the Knights leave

almost no footprints at all.

They practically don't exist-

[phone rings]Oh crap. Mother suck!

It's a trap.

Derwit knows everything.

If you go after

the Danger Element tomorrow,

they'll kill you.

I have to.

We're not going to get

another chance like this.

You'll die!

You wanted the damn thing,

didn't you? How far

are you willing to go for it?

[Billiard] My supervisor had

called me back to headquarters.

His timing could

not have been worse.

Give me your wallet. Why are

you putting your hands up?

Just give me your wallet!

[boss] Ah, Agent Billiard.

Please pull up a chair.

Any chair will do.

I am going to get the paperwork

that we are about to go over.

Ah, here it is, right in front

of me the whole time.

-[Billiard] This chair?

-[boss] That will do nicely,

please sit.

So tell me, Billiard.

How's the Trevor Elymas

case going?

Well, we are making progress.

But it's not something

we're going to be able

to solve overnight-

That's not what I've heard.

-I'm sorry, Sir?

-I said, that's not

what I've heard.

No, no, I heard that part.

I was asking you what you heard?

Oh, right, sorry. Well.

The word on the street is

or the rumor mill, if you will,

is that you're out gallivanting

around Hughson looking for

some vigilante fellow.

Oh, well, yes, I am spending

some of my time looking into

information on the Knights

of the Benedictine seal.

The what?

[Billiard] The knights

of the Benedictine Seal, Sir.

-You mean...

you mean Trevor Elymas?

-No.

[sighs]

Uh... Then who are you

talking about?

I would... this mysterious

vigilante fellow that you were

just asking me about.

I'm trying to explain to you,

it's actually an underground

society of crime fighters.

I... I... I don't... I don't

recall saying that. Is that

what I... Is that what I said?

No! No, Sir, I'm...

I'm just trying to explain.

You were asking me about this-

Ten-Four. Forget it!

There's no point in arguing

over who did what to whom.

Let's get right back on topic.

Don't be afraid.

Just answer my question.

I did. You asked me if I've been

wasting time looking for this

mysterious vigilante fellow.

I said yes, I've been looking up

information on the Knights

of the Benedictine Seal.

-Who?

-This mysterious vigilante guy.

-Ah! So you were

looking for him!

-[Billiard] I just said that.

I tell ya, Billiard. There's

no point in trying to pull

the sweater over these peepers.

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