Sharktopus.vs.Whalewolf Page #3

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If you had lived, you might have

been something special.

Guten abend.

( SOFT DRUMS PLAYING )

Tell me about that

creature you saw.

Who, us?

It was a gray--

Did it look like this?

Yes. What is it?

Le Sharktopus? Dude, seriously,

you don't have internet?

That thing was in Mexico

six months ago.

Then off to America,

it was all over Facebook.

The damn thing

has a Twitter account.

He already followed me back,

and he's trending topic.

I told you, man,

thing's got mad juju.

A friend.

When you bring me

the sharktopus heart...

I will make magie d'amour

so strong, that no woman will

be able to resist me.

Not that I need it.

Me being a superstar,

I dust 'em off like flies.

Hey, maybe you can hook me up,

and I get a shot with your

sister.

If you touch her,

I'll cut off your balls.

And make him eat 'em.

I'll give you

until noon tomorrow.

I'm glad that you think so

highly of me as a fisherman...

but this fish is not your

average marlin.

I mean, maybe we can make

another trade.

I could give you Pablo.

What?

Captain Ray, this is

not a request.

It is a must-do thing.

All right, off you go.

Guten abend guten nacht

( SINGING IN GERMAN )

( OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING )

Auf wiedersehen.

( DRAMATIC MUSIC FADES UP )

( DISTANT HOWLING )

A human subject with a high

tolerance for steroids...

is vital to the success

of combining various animal

DNA to the host DNA.

Their prize is hybrid DNA, and

slowly be consumed from the

inside out of this new being.

No, you will not hurt me.

If you do,

who will care for you?

You're better this way.

Free from the constraints

of human morality.

( SOFT MUSIC PLAYING )

You are beautiful.

Papi... Grande.

Still the hothead, I see.

But of course,

you're a little grumpy.

You've had nothing to eat.

What about a little rat-wurst?

Oh... I see...

well, a scientist must be

prepared to make sacrifices

for her work.

Bon appetit.

( MOANS )

I believe you are still a work

in progress, Mr. Rosa.

Please sit.

Sit!

Hmm... you definitely overdid it

with the treatment.

Your human DNA is rapidly

disintegrating. It's all very

unstable.

You really should be dead,

Mr. Rosa.

Moon.

There must have been

some catalyst...

something that triggered the

initial transformation.

Some kind of radiation.

( DISTANT HOWLING )

( DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING )

Moonlight?

Well, wolves are certainly

sensitive to the moon, and orca?

The tides? Why not?

( GROWLING )

( SHRIEKING )

Know what, man?

Next time, I'm leaving

you in jail.

You always say that.

Hey, you think Tiny would notice

if we gave him a cow's heart

instead?

Chief Tiny's not the kind of man

we want to mess around with.

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