Resident Evil: Vendetta Page #4

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Is this what

my life's supposed to be?

Fighting the living dead

and the bastards that make'em?

What's the point of it all?

Look...

This is Glenn Arias,

an arms dealer.

His deals

on the black market are so shady

they landed him on a certain

government's hit list.

A smart bomb was dropped

on his wedding.

He lost

his family and his wife.

And now he's got a grudge.

After the attack,

he went underground,

but now he's back with B.O.W.s

and a score to settle.

Here's the kicker:

he said his products

have targeting

capabilities.

From what I've seen,

I believe him.

So you got

an arms dealer on one side,

and on the other,

a government

dropping bombs on weddings.

Who's the bad guy here?

Arias!

And it's our mission

to bring his ass down!

Your mission, not mine!

Goddamn it, Leon!

Stop! Leon.

With everything

that's going on,

you just sit here

and feel sorry for yourself.

And you? You're letting

a grudge get the better of you.

REBECCA:

God...

I cannot believe

how alike you two are.

What are you talking about?

You're acting like a couple

of selfish brats right now.

[UNZIPS ZIPPER]

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The virus

is right under our noses.

Always has been.

I don't follow.

We don't need

to look for some new virus

that Arias

is infecting people with.

The virus is lying dormant

inside of everyone.

Even you.

What we need

to find is the trigger.

Something activates

the latent virus,

and only Arias knows

what it is.

But until we find that out,

everyone, living and dead,

are his potential weapons.

If we don't

figure this out now,

there won't be

little towns like this

for you to drink

your sorrows away in

ever again.

I created a vaccine,

and I tried it on myself

and it works.

But until we find out

how Arias triggers the virus,

who knows if it'll work

the same for everyone else.

My blood holds the answers.

If I die,

get this to a lab you trust.

I can't imagine

what you two have been through.

But I know that neither one

of you are the type of person

who would sit here and argue

while the world dies.

That's not who you are.

Or is it?

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

[FAUCET RUNNING]

That wasn't very nice of me.

[TURNS OFF FAUCET]

[DOOR OPENS]

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[REBECCA GASPS]

[CHOKING AND STRUGGLING]

[DOOR OPENS]

MAN:
Leon!

Patricio!

Wait, wait!

Let me explain. Unh!

Leon!

That guy I told you about.

The one that sold out my unit.

You don't understand. Unh!

LEON:
This is the guy.

Please, stop.

BARTENDER:
Hey! What do you--?

Official business. It's okay.

Leon, come on!

What do you want?

Please. You're the only one

I know from the DSO.

It's my family.

You've got to save them.

What?

My wife and my daughter

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