Evolution Page #4

What the hell?

Where did you guys come from?

You're dead now.

Whoa! What the--

Harry, when Icheckedthesamples

thismorning...

Ifoundthree differentsubspecies.

These thingsare evolvingso quickly.

God knows what we'll find

when we get back to the-- Whoa!

Please tell me

there's an air show today.

Sh*t!

Can I helpyou?

Yeah. Harry Block, Ira Kane.

United States Geological Society.

We're doing some important research.

This is our site.

I'm sorry. Not anymore.

You're not on the list.

What doyou mean?

We come here all the time.

This is not a nightclub.

Why don'tyou take it somewhere else?

I know my Constitutional rights!

Harry!

Look, maybeyou can call your superior.

We can have a word with him.

I have a Harry Block and Ira Kane

claiming--

Punk. What?

You got to know how to talk

to the white man.

- White man gonna get his ass whupped.

- Very sensitive. Can't beyelled at.

- Did you say Kane?

- Yeah.

- The Ira Kane?

- Yeah.

I've been looking forward to this

for a long time. You bastard!

Hey, hey, hey!

Get his gun!

Take it easy. They're good. Up!

You're responsible

for the worst month ofmy life!

- What the hell was that about?

- I don't know.

Drive straight down to the command tent.

They're expecting you.

- Go.

- Thankyou.

That's the guy that had me in diapers

for over a month!

- Men, General Woodman's expecting you.

- Russell Woodman?

What an unexpected surprise.

For me too. I didn't realize

we were on a hugging basis.

The same old Ira Kane.

And you must be--

Harry Block, this is General Russell

Woodman, head of U.S. Army Research.

- General.

- Harry.

You two know each other?

Ira used to work for me.

Right, Ira?

I worked with you, actually.

You used to work in army research

in the Pentagon?

Yeah.

And all this time I thought

you werejust a school teacher.

No. How did you

find out about this?

You leave the Pentagon,

you don't call me, you don't write.

We like to keep tabs

on our prodigal sons.

Soyou tapped my phone?

No. We're not the KGB.

Actually, we've been monitoring

your computer.

His computer?

All those girls in the photos

are over 1 8.

Yes, I'm sure.

- I should've figured.

- Yes.

And you should've known better than to

try to keep something this big from us.

And the CDC.

Just in time. Ira, this is Allison Reed,

senior researcher in epidemiology...

at the CDC.

Nice underwear.

Garter belt? At a day function?

I can do it. Thankyou very much.

I'm okay. Dr. Kane.

I'd heard aboutyour recklessness,

butyou are way out ofline.

Doyou realize how dangerous

this situation could have become?

It's nice to meetyou too, ma'am.

No need to play the blame game, Allison.

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