Body Melt Page #3

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place from the family.

(screaming)

- Sh*t!

- What the f*** was that?

- Nothing.

It's just a cock here.

I'll be back in a minute.

(screams in pain)

(breathy moans)

(panting)

(breathy groaning)

(shouts in surprise)

- F***in' Slab's gone

and done it again,

the f***in' dirt b*tch!

(punch thuds)

- How many times

do I have to tell ya!

Keep in the family.

Now we don't have a choice.

Go and find the other one!

(rock music)

(whistles)

(laughs)

- Nobody's gonna take my car.

Gonna drive it around.

(laughs)

You're goin' nowhere in that truck.

(laughter)

- Damn our cars.

There's never enough legroom.

Sam,

I'll take care of this one.

- Detective Phillips, hi.

I'm Shaan.

- You got my message.

- Yes, come into my office.

No, never seen him before.

- We

found this on his body.

- We're marketing

some of our products

to help promote the resort.

Poor man probably purchased some.

- [Johnno] Could he have bought

those in Melbourne?

- Of course.

How did he die?

- Car crash.

- Oh, how tragic.

- We're trying to identify him.

Do any of your staff

come from Homesville?

- Homesville.

Mm.

- Pebbles Court, Homesville.

- Not to my knowledge.

All of our employees are local.

- What does the V stand for?

- Vitamins, sergeant Johnson.

Vitamins.

You're welcome to have a

swim in the solar if you like.

- Sounds tempting.

- That's very kind of you,

miss, but we're on duty.

- You know this place isn't bad.

It's almost like a holiday resort.

- That's the whole idea.

- Sammy, I'm not in

that bad of shape, am I?

- It's not what you got,

it's how you hold it.

Go on, get in the car.

We've wasted enough time already.

- Johnno!

You're still here, man.

What, the secret service job

didn't through, aye?

- Real bummer, man.

They did a check on me and

found out I knew you.

- So, what are

we here for, Willie?

- Well, the cell walls

of his stomach

have been eaten away

by something corrosive.

Enzymes, probably,

but they're not like anything

I've ever seen before.

Maybe he was into new drugs.

You know, strictly experimental stuff.

Now, it could be a hybrid

from any of those crazy psycho

pharmaceuticals like

pamalin, euphoria,

deena, vasopressin.

Or, maybe he was just sniffing textile.

- That looks like a 9.

- [Sam and Johnno]

Paul Matthews.

- Well, he was one healthy dude.

Unnaturally healthy.

Now, I'm talkin'

new drugs here, right?

Not your 70s designer sh*t

or your 80s ghetto powders.

I'm talkin' f***in' 90s, man.

Cognition enhancers,

designed to take your mind

into new

introphenomilogical dimensions.

(drink fizzes)

(tense music)

- Kate?

(sensual music)

(moans)

- You are the last one.

I have collected 12 others.

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