The Return of Swamp Thing Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1989
- 88 min
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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?
You knew we'd be caught.
The only way out is through.
(upbeat sitar music)
(Arcane taps glass)
The occasion for this celebration is,
of course, known to you all.
We have captured the dragon,
and rescued the damsel in distress.
We regret the loss of our friend Ferret.
His frayed and volatile temper
has destroyed him.
Nonetheless we regret his loss,
regret it deeply.
But to speak the truth, which is essential,
regrets are trifles
when one considers the grand design.
And we are here tonight in celebration
of an event of profound significance.
The duplication of the Holland formula.
For this we must thank
the excellence of one man.
Dear, dear Bruno.
Who won the notebook
from which we extracted the final secret
and topped it by capturing the beast.
So I propose a toast
to the keystone of our success.
To our conquest of the world. To Bruno.
Bruno!
But, sir...
Have you tried it out on a plant? I mean,
when are we going to see the results?
Tonight.
Tonight, dear Bruno. Immediately.
But not on a plant.
Have you taken it?
No, I have given the privilege
of taking the first dose of our formula
to our guest of honour.
He deserves the privilege thoroughly.
It is you, dear Bruno,
who will tell us
whether or not the formula works.
(whimpers)
Bruno, what's the matter with you?
- Calm.
- Help me!
(screeches) Help me!
(grunting)
(women scream)
Calm.
(moans)
What have you done with Cable?
Holland...
Holland.
You're there.
Brain intact.
All your abilities, everything.
Plus the power, the physical strength.
Bring him in.
Some friend you are.
Sorry, Bruno. It's every man for himself,
and... God against all.
Why doesn't Bruno have your strength?
We followed the notebooks religiously.
There can be no margin for error.
Why doesn't Bruno there
have your strength?
Because he never had it.
No riddles, please.
You will tell me,
or you'll pay.
And through a very dear agent.
Bring her in.
The explanation, or her.
Alec, don't.
Which?
You don't understand.
There's nothing hidden.
No secrets.
The formula works in so simple a way.
What Bruno took was what changed me.
It only amplifies your essence.
It simply makes you more
of what you already are.
Bruno's essence
was stupidity and timidity.
The formula simply extended, amplified
this to ridiculous forms and proportions.
He shrank.
He shrank to what he actually was.
But if the essence is, let us say, genius,
then this genius shall be monumental
in body as well as in spirit.
Is that what you're saying?
Cable.
Alec.
Not to be the phenomenon,
but the thing in itself.
Eternal, absolute beauty,
absolute strength and power,
physical and spiritual.
To be the world,
and own it.
Yes, sir?
Darling,
tell Karen
to bring me a glass of brandy, hm?
Reach for it.
You thrive on the light. Reach for it.
Alec.
(knocking)
Come. Come.
(drops tray)
What's the matter with you?
Go. Go. Leave me.
(screams)
Your arm.
(grunts)
Listen.
He's taken the formula.
Please! There is a way.
I can't reach it, but you twist it
to the right and then to the left.
Put there in case a guard
ever got shut in by mistake.
Come on, follow me.
Come on, follow me.
(snarls)
You'll have to trust me here,
if you wanna survive.
If you don't...
Tell us.
This is the well of the estate, fed by
a spring from the bottom of the swamp.
If you follow it,
you'll come out in the swamp.
Go!
Watch your step.
Have a nice trip.
See you at the ball. (laughs)
Alec...
Alec!
Behind you.
I don't understand.
It's healed.
What is it?
It's over.
Alec, let me go with you.
You can start your work again.
With these?
I'll be your hands.
Please?
You need to heal.
You need to tell our story.
I'll see you soon.
Until then...
I'll always be with you.
Alec?
Cable!
Jude.
You OK?
Mm-hm.
He told me to come and get you.
He'll be back, though, right?
ENHOH:
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