Warning Sign Page #4

Okay, listen.

Now turn that picture off.

Nobody's sick. There's been an

industrial accident, that's all.

What kind of accident, Cal?

That was the Blue Harvest group.

What were they doing in there?

Look, honey, I don't know.

Advance plant research. I mean,

what if they spliced

the wrong gene?

You mean the corn that ate Chicago?

Do I sound panicky?

I'm sorry.

I'm scared.

Let's go, pal. Rise and shine.

What the hell are you doing here?

Cal Morse. Remember me?

Yeah.

Look, I don't need a ride

home Sheriff. I'm already here.

Did somebody spill something?

That's what they're saying.

Experimental yeast. Yeast?

Who's talking about yeast?

Is there a guy named ed Connolly there?

That's right.

And a whole team of army men.

That's typical.

Well, I hope he brought his lysol.

Here. No way, Sheriff.

I'm not going down.

I saved you from a lot

of drunk driving charges.

Don't you think you owe me one?

I don't drink anymore.

And you know why? 'Cause I

got worried about my health,

which is also why

I left Biotek.

I don't have any plans

to go back.

Want some Zucchini pancakes?

I'm a terrific cook.

I bet.

Come on, guys.

You gotta feed millions.

Where's your wife?

Oh, she moved on.

She didn't enjoy Hydroponics.

Look at this.

I'm growing bacteria to beef up

the vegetable protein.

I think I'll skip

breakfast, thanks.

What's the matter, Sheriff?

Scared of bugs?

No. Lost my appetite.

I started thinking about

friends and neighbors

who don't have any idea who

it is they've been working for.

Oh, the department of defense

isn't so bad.

They run a good plant station.

I kind of miss it sometimes.

Up. All that fancy greenhouse

crap's just your lousy cover-

you never touched a leaf

while you were there.

Nope.

But I got inspired.

You have some coffee.

I grew the chicory myself.

Blue Harvest Project?

We hear you're trying to grow corn in

salt water. But that's not it, is it?

You son of a b*tch.

It's germ warfare.

Biological warfare research was

outlawed by international treaty

in 1972.

Soviet union signed it,

and so did we.

You're not saying

Uncle Sam doesn't live up to his

international obligations, are you?

Listen, my friend. There a re 85 people

trapped down there. Trapped in your mess.

You're going to

help me get them out.

Not me.

Nielsen did the human tissue

work. I gave him a cure.

You just make sure Connolly

inoculates everyone.

You don't understand.

My wife's in there.

Bob? Find me a scanner, please.

Here's one, Mr. Schmidt.

Good. Let's take a look.

You first.

Two, four, six, eight.

I don't wanna radiate.

All right. Now you, Tippett.

Come on, Schmidt. You gonna do everybody?

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