Superbeast Page #4

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It's typical.

Oh, it won't.

Mm.

California.

Imported.

Alright, what is it that you want to know?

Hm?

About the outside world.

Oh, everything.

Absolutely everything!

Tell me, when was the

last time you left here

and went into Manila?

Oh, uh, over a year ago, I guess.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

Well, where shall I start?

Hm?

What do you want to know about?

Painting, films, music, riots?

Uh, pass on the riots and wars.

Tell me about the films, music.

There was a whole new sound

coming in when I left.

Tell me all about it.

The art shows, all that.

Are you starving for Rosa Precht?

Right.

Anything interesting?

Oh, just a little something

I mixed up in the lab.

Hey, tell me about it.

I mean, what do you do in the Philippines?

What is the plan?

I'm a pathologist.

That's great.

Are you still

offering the same thing?

Oh, yeah, a little more,

a little extra added protection.

The day I saw you

added a.

It's a test.

He's responding positively.

Is he ready?

Yeah.

Help me.

Oh, just get it over with.

When?

Days.

As always.

Hey, now, about Dr. Pardee,

she's a pathologist.

Yeah, you heard shots.

Sit down.

Now, my formula works

for a week to 10 days,

pacifying even the most

antisocial subject.

But then something happens,

and they go through this whole

physical and sociological metamorphosis.

They revert to the primitive.

It's as if they've taken an

evolutionary step backwards.

Now, curiously, I've found that

their minds seem to stay intact,

creating hybrid mutants who are as savage

as the wildest beasts, but yet,

yet, they're able to think

like the men they were.

I've managed to isolate

that part of the serum

which generates the retrogression,

and I'd hoped that Vigo, the subject

who had to be restrained yesterday

would be my first success, but...

Well, I guess not, huh?

Wow.

What happens, I mean, in the

end, what happens to them?

Well...

well, unless they're,

unless they escape, which only two have,

they're disposed of.

How?

What have you told her?

Well, it really doesn't

matter, does it, Doc?

You see, my dear lady,

when you were washed up

on that shore, you were washed up.

She's a pathologist, man!

She can be helpful to me and my work!

She could also be helpful to the law

in putting us behind bars.

There's only one

solution, and you know it.

And I don't want a

needles argument to spoil

the beauty of this morning.

I wanna talk about the hunt!

What a stalk!

The best hunt, ever, Doc.

And oh, he was a worthy prey.

He was cunning, he was smart,

and a very agile adversary.

Tell me, Doc, what did he do in life,

before jail and your drugs got to him?

Well, what's the matter, honey?

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