Dark Angel Page #4

- Here.

- Thank you so much.

Let me ask you something.

Why don't you like me?

- Is it because I'm more successful, huh?

- Exactly.

I thought so.

Not bad.

I'll pick you up at seven.

I, um...

I wanted to apologise.

Diane...

You done?

Yeah.

Jack...

...promise me something.

What?

Promise to remember my birthday,

or to come visit my mother with me.

I don't care, just promise me something

like you do everybody else.

Can you do that?

I don't know who pisses me off more...

...you for doing this or me for letting you.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Either you're Santa Claus

or you're dead, pal!

Goddammit, don't shoot!

- What the hell are you doing here?

- Picking you up!

The door was open, so I came in.

I think you've been robbed.

You FBI guys don't miss a thing.

There were more murders last night.

- Where's the disc?

- I left it with a friend last night.

Thank God!

- And you just got here, huh?

- Yes, of course I just got here!

Why? What are you trying to say?

Nothing.

Oh, my God!

Take some coffee, guys.

- I'll be right with you.

- Thanks.

I got to relax.

Extra caffeine. Lousy American coffee

couldn't keep a hamster up at night.

- Who's the suit?

- Smith here's a real, live FBI agent.

- Caine, are you nuts?

- Relax, I'm not here for that.

- It's all essential to my research.

- I believe you.

You Feds are all alike.

You're just like that tribe in Africa.

One that says the opposite to what they

mean. "Welcome!" Then they kill you!

- You've got nothing to worry about!

- See?

Calm down, Bruce. Tell us about the disc.

OK.

- Jesus Christ! Be careful, will you?

- Relax, G-man.

In a field void of charge like the one

I've created, it simply hovers.

In simplest terms, it's a magnet.

The most powerful self-contained

electromagnet I have ever seen.

- It can be attracted to other magnets...

- That's why it stuck to the speaker.

...and programmed to use other magnetic

forces as a means of propulsion.

- You can use any frequency.

- So how's it used as a weapon?

The human body

carries a small electrical charge.

You tune the disc to the charge, and then...

Flathead's basically correct.

It's like turning your radio dial to K-l-L-L.

- Incredible! I need more time to study it.

- Fine, keep it. We'll be back.

- I'm taking that thing to Switzer now.

- That thing almost took my head off!

- You can't take it!

- Really?

- You wouldn't get ten feet.

- Let him finish, then take it to Switzer.

Ah, yeah, fine. Fine.

- Hide it!

- You got it!

Three more like him came in last night.

- What links them to our case?

- Cause of death.

Massive heroin overdose.

This guy was no addict. Look.

It's definitely not self-induced.

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