Black Sheep Page #5

Tucker,

show them your foot.

Foot?

Henry, I simply won't allow

you to disrupt things today.

What are you going to

do about it, eh?

Whatever I have to.

Angus, are you nuts?

There's a lot riding

on this, Henry. I told you,

it's gonna be

very profitable.

Henry, get out of here. Do something!

Get out of here!

- What?

- Move your ass!

Henry, come on!

Stop!

This way!

In there!

Oh, what's down here?

Look at them, Angus!

Look at you.

The fifth generation farmer's son

who's scared of a few sheep.

You do need therapy.

Ah!

There's no deal, Angus.

We have a contract, Henry.

It's done.

Not with all this

going on.

- Ah!

- Henry!

Help me!

Help me, Angus!

Angus!

I'm your brother!

That's the thing

about farms, Henry,

accidents happen.

- Let me go.

- No. No.

Oh my God!

- Are you okay?

- I'll never be okay ever again.

- What's that?

- Geranium...

aroma therapy for uplift

and hormonal balance.

Do your hormones

really need balancing?

Considering I've been

attacked

by genetically-

engineered monsters,

jumped off a moving vehicle,

been chased across a paddock,

dragged into a torture chamber, pulled

into a mountain of rotting flesh...

yes, my hormones

need f***ing balancing.

- Working yet?

- Uplifting at any moment.

- Where are you going?

- There are caves near the woolshed.

If this is part

of the same system,

we can walk

right under the sheep.

Right.

All he had to do

was leave.

Why wouldn't he

do that?

What happened to those idiots

I sent to collect you?

That looks...

anomalous.

What it looks like

is the spontaneous cellular

transferral

we've been trying to

achieve for months.

Or possibly not

so spontaneous.

- What's going on?

- Nothing.

He'll be out

for a while.

Where's your brother

and that girl?

Oh, don't worry.

They're gone.

Well, I don't know what

they're on about.

The sheep?

Really.

There's too many people

running around here today.

One of those greenies

bit me on my way up the hill.

- Bit you?

- Yeah.

Looked like he hadn't

bathed for months.

Hm, you may

need a shot.

Well.

I want this place secured.

Yeah, I have something

I need to observe here,

but I'll be down

presently.

No. Stay here.

Stay here?

I need to present my work.

Look, the last thing I need is someone

with your reputation

prancing about

the place.

Oh, my reputation didn't

seem to bother you

when you needed someone

to kick-start this venture.

Or when you

wanted to pursue

some personal interests.

I was just coming up with solutions

that you hadn't thought of.

Now I'll send someone

up for the animal.

You lock this place down

and stay out of the way.

What about that shot?

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