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the most interesting work...

and l can't argue with the paycheck.

l basically run all the labs

on the base now.

You're looking good.

...you're the genetics expert.

TALBOT:
The good old college days.

So, how's business?

What do you want?

All right, l'll cut to the chase.

l've heard interesting things

about what you guys are doing.

Your little molecular machines

have some incredible implications.

How'd you like to

come work for Atheon...

get paid 10 times

as much as you are now...

and own a piece of the patents?

TALBOT:
You just have to say the word.

BETTY:
Two words: the door.

-General?

-Come in.

Talbot wanted you to see this, sir.

lt's about a lab Atheon is targeting

to acquire and move to Desert Base.

Why isn't he going through NSC?

lt concerns your daughter, sir.

What happened to Benny?

He's not working the night shift?

JANlTOR:
Benny's dead. l'm the new guy.

BETTY:
Good to meet you.

JANlTOR:
Same.

[Melancholy instrumental music]

BRUCE:
Let's try another.

BETTY:
No, stay here.

-l look tired anyway.

-Yeah, but you look great.

[Birds chirping]

BRUCE:
What's the matter?

lt's these dreams, Doctor. l keep

having them and they're terrible.

Tell me about your dream.

lt starts...

with a memory.

l think it's my first memory.

lt's this image l have...

from when l was maybe two years old.

[Soft instrumental music]

BRUCE:
Do you think it's just a dream?

No, l think it's something

that happened...

when l was living at a desert base

with my father.

BETTY:
[Voice-over]

Anyhow, the dream goes on...

and suddenly I'm alone.

That's terrible.

You know l'd never hurt you.

[Solemn instrumental music]

[Dog panting]

Hey there.

What's your name, darling?

Okay. lt's okay.

[Dog growling]

[Key turning in lock]

[Ominous instrumental music]

[Typing]

[Eerie instrumental music]

BANNER:
I gotta talk to you, Edith.

EDlTH:
Bruce, stay here.

[Bruce cries out]

[Dog barks in distance]

[Ominous instrumental music]

[Rhythmic instrumental music]

BANNER:
C, T, G, A...

G.

Bruce.

My Bruce.

Morning. Glenn dropped by.

BRUCE:
What's he doing here?

TALBOT:
You know, Dr. Krenzler...

we've never had the chance

to get to know each other properly.

lt's because l don't want to get to

know you, properly or improperly.

[Pager beeping]

BRUCE:
So leave.

Hey, no worries.

You know,

let me give you a little heads up.

There is a hair's breadth between

friendly offer and hostile takeover.

l've done my homework. The work

you're doing here is dynamite.

Think:
Gl's embedded

with technology...

that makes them instantly repairable

on the battlefield...

in our sole possession.

-That's a hell of a business.

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