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These are the journals of Darian Bamford, Captain, Fugitive Retrieval

.D.

2193.

Welcome, Doctor.

I am Zoltan Lemmick.

It's good of you to take time from your busy practices to visit us.

A humble immigrant.

Let there be no misunderstanding,

Dr. Lemmick, about why we are here.

I understand perfectly.

You think I'm a quack.

Well, I wouldn't have put it quite like that.

However, there have been rumors. Questions have been raised regarding

techniques.

The Queensland Medical Board has commissioned us to investigate the

you use unapproved procedure.

We must protect the public from malpractice.

Dr. Hayden, isn't it?

Mr. Francis, please.

Hello, Doctor.

Dr. Hayden, do you recall that Mr. Francis was once a patient of yours?

Yes, I do.

Did you take this X -ray of Mr. Francis showing a number of tumors, all

malignant?

Yes, I recall the plate.

Mr. Francis, what did Dr. Hayden do for you?

She told me I should stop smoking.

And the prognosis?

How long did she give you to live?

Six months.

Now, please get under the CAT scan and let's see what I've done for you.

My God, his lungs are perfectly normal.

Six months, Dr. Hayden?

Perhaps one should not be too quick to use the term malpractice.

Doctors, if you'd come this way, please.

Thanks for coming by.

Anytime, Doc.

Doctor?

Maria Mills.

I was hoping for a chance to confer with you privately.

It's always a pleasure to talk to a lovely colleague.

I'd heard of your results, but now that I've seen them with my own eyes, I can't

tell you what it means to me.

I sense that you are more open -minded than the others.

Well, there's a difference between them and me.

They don't have an incurable disease.

And I do.

You must tell me about it, my dear.

Can you cure epithemia gravis?

Maria, I can cure anything.

Put yourself in my hands, and I will make you well.

It began in the future.

A time machine called Trax.

Criminals who vanish.

And a lawman who must pursue into the past.

Now he's among us.

A special breed of man.

He has one weapon and a computer named Selma.

Good morning, Captain Lambert.

With her, he will travel through our world.

searching for fugitives from his own, knowing he cannot go home until he has

found them all.

His name is Darian Lambert, and this is his story.

My captain enjoyed television and was especially partial to sports.

He had recently discovered Australian football.

Yes!

Yes!

Summer, this is just like toughball, a game I grew up with. I was a hooker.

Hooker. A maker of rug, a union general in the American Civil War, slang term

for a prostitute. Ah, here it is. Key player in a toughball scrimmage.

Yes, Summer.

Why do you think this game became more popular in the 22nd century than

football? I don't know. I think the big difference is they don't wear all that

clumsy protective gear.

They take their knocks, but they're freer to move.

And it's like... It's like that. It's like poetry in

motion. But that is a man, right?

Just call it a guy thing, Selma.

Ah, another guy thing.

I'll add it to the file.

Sometimes... Freeze that shot.

Rotate it.

It's Buffo Francis.

Someone access the file.

William Buffo Francis, star drucker for the Cleveland Bruisers from 2183 to

2191, when his career ended in a notorious scandal.

Just because he was a great athlete, he thought he was above the law.

He was constantly getting embroiled.

He finally knifed a guy in a bar fight.

So now he's in Australia.

Let's go.

I've just booked the flight, Captain.

Welcome, my dear.

Welcome. Good morning, Doctor.

Take Dr. Mills' things to her quarters, Alfred.

Yes, sir.

Come, my dear, I'd like to show you something.

These are different formulations of a chemical I call TXP.

Each is modified to be specific for a particular kind of disease tissue.

TXP realigns cellular molecules so they will react to beta waves.

The beta wave generator.

It requires constant charging.

What brings about the cure?

I call it temperation.

The beta waves remove diseased tissues non -surgically.

No one knows the locogenic of my disease.

How can you treat me?

You've met Alfred.

The man who carried your luggage.

Yes.

He came to me in an advanced state of muscular dystrophy.

Can you tell me the site of that disorder?

Nobody can.

Wrong.

I discovered it.

And I cured him.

In doing the same for you.

is my next priority.

I don't know what to say.

I feel very lucky and very humble to be working for you.

I'm the lucky one to have such an able and attractive associate.

And you have a family, commitments,

perhaps?

No.

I'm all alone in the world.

Okay, number up. Let's go, let's go. Run.

All right, guys, that's it for today.

Coach, would you

like to have a word with me?

Sorry I haven't got time.

Big time, Buffo.

No one's called me that in a long time.

So who the hell are you?

Van Lambert, Fugitive Retrieval Section.

out moving.

This is a PPT. It's all I need to send you back.

Is there TXP in that?

You bet.

Don't shoot.

You'll kill me.

I said I'm sending you back.

I've had a second dose already.

What are you talking about?

Look, we can make a deal.

You can't buy me.

I can give you what you want.

What's that?

I can give you the man.

I'll help.

Hold it right there, mate.

Stand away.

This man's dead.

You'd better come with us.

Time track.

We'll continue.

Danny, how do you do? I'm Detective Inspector Robertson. Sit down.

And you're Darian Lambert.

That's right.

Well, Mr. Lambert, you're a remarkable fella. You've only been in Australia a

couple of hours and already you're suspected of killing one of our local

celebrities.

I didn't murder Francis.

No, I didn't really think you did.

Well, I can't hold you until we finish the investigation and that could take a

long time.

Unless you want to explain to me what's going on here and save me a lot of

trouble.

I'm a U .S. Marshal.

Francis was a fugitive. I came here to get him. Yeah, well, we could have

him up for you, Marshal.

Or are you trying to get him out of Australia without using our usual

extradition process?

I would have brought him to you. First I had to find out if he was the right

man. He bolted when I saw him. I chased him.

No big deal.

No big deal, except he died.

Yes. He had a heart attack or something?

What did the autopsy show?

We're working on that. Tell me, what was this late Mr. Francis being charged

with? Murder.

Really? Under what circumstances?

He knifed a man in a bar fight.

Well, that's interesting.

Mr. Francis wounded a man in a saloon scrap here a few months ago. The civil

action is still pending.

I'll tell you something else.

Your football coach has no footprints.

Footprints? What do you mean?

I'll bet there's no record of any kind on Francis prior to 1991.

How do you know that?

I know.

I'm right, aren't I?

1992, actually.

All right, Mr. U .S. Marshal, you're free to go.

Wait, wait, wait. I just flew 14 ,000 miles.

I'm not leaving here till I find out how Francis died.

Just relax, sunshine.

We'll extend you some professional courtesy. The coroner's down here.

Yeah, just go ahead.

G'day, Larry.

Thanks, sir.

Larry, this is Darian Lambert, a U .S. Marshal. We want to know all about Bill

Francis. And which one is that?

Which one is that?

3, uh, 3 -double -N -9.

Ah, the modular oblongata.

Now, the cause of death was cerebral haemorrhage brought on by atypical

enlargement and decomposition of the modular oblongata.

Right here.

Could that be brought on by rigorous exertion?

No chance.

Took months to develop.

Here, look at this thing.

There's no brain like this in the pathology books.

Thanks, Larry. Have you got the subject's medical history?

Yeah, over here somewhere.

Here, hold this.

Sorry about this, Selma.

Are you all right, Marshall?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

We did about four hours.

Listen to this.

A year ago, he was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer by an oncologist

Hayden. And then Francis switched to the Limmick Clinic where he was completely

cured.

I've heard Limmick works wonders.

And I must say, those lungs are completely normal.

What methods does Limmick use?

Well, when you find out, let me know.

Yeah, Larry's a bit strange, but that's the way it goes.

So, Mr. U .S. Marshall, are you satisfied?

It was interesting.

You know, I get the impression that maybe you're keeping something for me.

It's funny, Inspector. I get the same feeling from you.

Yeah, well, I hope you enjoy your stay in Brisbane. Drop in sometime. Maybe

we'll do lunch.

I might just do that.

Max, I want him followed.

In that drab and utilitarian attire, you are very attractive.

You're embarrassing me, Doctor.

Forgive me.

This will sting a little.

I'm all set.

I'm drawing just enough cerebrospinal fluid for diagnostic testing.

Three cc's.

There.

Oh.

I have some wonderful news for you, my dear.

I have discovered the locogenic for Episemia Gravis, as I promised.

Oh, thank God.

Don't I get some of the praise?

Praise?

Dr. Lamech, you should win the Nobel Prize.

Perhaps one day.

But for now, the establishment journals refuse to publish my findings.

So poor, suffering humanity will have to wait.

But at least I can help you.

When will my treatments begin?

The research is complete, but finding a specific for you may take a little time.

Time? What do I have? There is enough.

Have faith, my dear.

We have many...

You have many years ahead of you.

I am... I'm going down the coast tonight for a research and development seminar.

Perhaps you'd like to come along.

Doctor, could we just take one step at a time?

I spoke rashly.

Please, forgive me.

Thelma? Yes, Captain.

Did you confirm the coroner's findings?

Yes, and I detected something he could not have recognized.

TXP.

Yes, Captain.

Branson said he'd had a second dose.

There were several deaths during the early TRAX experiments.

Didn't they involve brain enlargement?

Yes, Captain.

It was determined that TXP is safe only in a very specific dose.

That is why deportation is limited to a 200 -year arc. Any more or less causes

fatal medulla oblongata enlargement and decomposition.

Soma, scan Australian death records.

Select for atypical medulla oblongata.

Scanning.

In over 170 years, there have only been four such deaths reported, all within

the last three months.

This includes Mr. Francis.

And I'll bet all four received treatment at the Lemmick Clinic.

That is correct.

Now I know who Francis wanted to trade for his freedom.

First thing tomorrow, we're going to drop in on Dr.

Lemmick.

Unless I'm very much mistaken.

His real name is Sami.

Time track will continue.

Dr. Mills, they told me you were the admitting doctor.

Yes, that's right, but as you can see, I'm just moving in.

Actually, I'm looking for Dr.

Lemick.

He's not here.

I could give you a preliminary examination.

No, I'm not a patient, Doctor. I'm a reporter.

Reporter? Yes.

Dan Longstreet.

I cover science and medicine for an American magazine tomorrow, today.

And you're here to do a story on Dr. Lemick.

Exactly.

My editor wants to do a feature on him.

What kind of feature?

Unfounded charges?

Sensationalism to sell magazines?

No, no, no, no. We don't do negative journalism.

Now, if I find out the good doctor's not what he's cracked up to be, I'll kill

the story.

You mean that?

I mean that, Doctor.

Well, you won't be disappointed.

He's a great man.

Well, if he's as great as I've heard, then the world deserves to hear about

The world needs to hear about him.

I want to interview him first.

Well, not this week. He's away at a seminar.

Where can I find him? I'll go to him.

Well, he's down the coast, but I don't know where he's staying.

I see.

You know, I'm going to need some photographs of him.

Well, that could be a bit touchy. He doesn't like having his photograph

Okay.

We'll have to use the file shot, then.

Has he changed much?

No, that's him.

Is that what they wear in Zagreb?

I guess.

Um, you know, I'm going to need a little background information.

Talk to some patients, take a look around, things like that.

I'll give you a pass.

Hey. Talk to anyone you want.

Thank you.

Um, will you be available for some questions later?

Sure. Give me 20 minutes.

Date.

Captain, have you noticed the number of orderlies carrying concealed firearms?

Zombie's basically a coward, Selma. He only feels safe with bodyguards.

My first big question is, why is Zombie doing this?

See if you can find anything in here.

Scanning. Anything pop out at you?

No, Captain.

The data's imprinted on hard copy and quite immobile.

I meant, do you find any common factors?

Only one, Captain.

97 % of Tharnby's patients seem to be quite wealthy.

The fees range from one and a half to seven million dollars. You don't have to

go any further, Tharnby.

That explains why he's doing it.

What is your next question, Captain?

How is he doing it?

How you doing?

Sorry, sir, only Dr. Lemmick can let you in.

Oh, sorry, he gave me the combination.

Now look, I don't know.

Trust me.

Security, I've got someone here you want to keep your eye on.

Visual mode, Selma.

This is what we have here.

The labels are different content.

same txp a beta wave generator

used in conjunction with txp to move people in time

buffo supposedly had lung cancer but the coroner said

that his lungs were completely normal he received a second dose of txp

someone

I think I've got it, but it's crazy.

Yes, Captain.

Suppose zombie is importing out just the diseased tissue.

That could give the appearance of a cure, but would require the

of a fatal dose of TXP.

Only a madman would do such a thing.

Madman. That's a good working definition for zombie.

He treats people, knowing that he's killing them, and then charges them

for the privilege.

Captain, the evil of his scheme is, slang phrase, mind -boggling.

You're right, Selma.

Boys, let's get out of here.

I thought we had a date.

Oh, sorry. I got busy.

I'll tell you what. I've got an idea.

I've got this liberal expense account.

How about I buy you lunch?

I'd like that.

Yes?

There's a reporter snooping around.

Why didn't you stop him?

Dr. Mills gave him a path.

What does he look like?

I've got him on video.

Good, you did something right.

Patch it through.

Is he still there?

No. I went to lunch with Dr. Mills.

I'm returning to the clinic.

If he comes back, don't wait for me.

Kill him.

He's the greatest man of science of our time.

Dr. Mills, do you ever have any doubts about Dr. Lemick?

If I did, I wouldn't tell a reporter.

Okay.

Off the record, do you really believe in him so completely?

Yes, Dan, I do.

I've put my life in his hands.

You what?

I have a terminal disease.

Epithemiograph.

Dr. Lemick has promised to treat me.

Dr. Mills. It's all right.

He can cure me.

There's something I have to tell you.

What's that?

His real name is not Lemmick, it's Zombie.

He injects his patients with a dangerous chemical called TXP.

I know about TXP, but it cures people. I've seen it with my own eyes.

It looks like a cure, but it causes the medulla oblongata to enlarge and

decompose. In about six months, they die.

In the last three months, four people have died of TXP.

I don't believe you.

Dan, it could be that you're so obsessed with this, you're not being objective.

I'll tell you what. Think of me as obsessed if you want, but as a simple

of caution. I'm begging you.

Don't let this man treat you.

You don't understand.

Without his treatment, I'll be dead within a year. I have no alternative.

So even if your fears were reasonable,

it wouldn't make any difference.

I'm sorry.

Thank you for caring.

Oh, wait a minute.

I want you to call me anytime at this number if you need me.

All right?

Anytime.

She came back alone. No sign of him yet.

Where is she?

She's in her office.

How dare you give a reporter free access to my clinic?

You are on that committee. You know the animosity against me. The last thing I

need is publicity.

It would serve you right if I refused to treat you.

They will unleash a media circus. Stabloids will do exposés.

Before they are through with me,

I'll look like some kind of a monster.

A beast of Bosnia come to Brisbane.

I'm sorry.

Oh.

Oh, there's no need to cry.

Come here.

Sorry I shouted at you.

There, there.

I should have known better than to trust a reporter.

Especially that man.

But how could you have known, my dear?

That man has hounded me for years.

Dan Longstreet?

His name is Darian Lambert, and he's not a reporter.

He was a very difficult patient of mine some years ago.

So you see, I was shouting at him, not at you.

Forgive me.

He said your treatments kill people.

Five years ago,

Darian Lambert came to me with metastasized lymphatic cancer.

I told him that TXP was not perfected, but he implored me to use it.

Foolishly, I... I gave in to his pleading.

He obviously cured his disease.

Oh, yes, but there were side effects.

It affected his brain.

He gradually became a paranoid schizophrenic with me as the object of

fixation.

He has tried to kill me twice.

I'm sure he will try again.

As a physician, you could have him committed.

I have never been able to lay hands on him.

He's given me his phone number and asked me to call.

I could get him to come in.

That could work.

It's for his sake as well as yours.

Of course, my dear.

We'll be able to give him the kind of...

Professional treatment he needs.

Time track.

We'll continue.

Captain, someone is calling my telephone mode number.

I gave the number to Maria.

Put her through.

I have found something I think you ought to see.

It's made me rethink what you told me.

What is it?

I'll show you when you get here.

Meet me in the examining room.

I'll be there in half an hour.

Good.

Dr. Mills sounded tense.

She just turned her back on the one man she thought could save her life.

Marie's entitled to be a little tense.

Human beings have very strong emotions connected with death, don't they?

You could say that, yeah.

I should think death is rather like being put on battery charge, not

to be feared.

The only difference is, Selma, when you're on charge mode, I can turn you

on again.

I'm glad you called.

Take it easy, Dan. I don't want you getting excited.

What'd you find out?

I'm trying to help you.

Hold it right there.

Don't move.

Help me.

What is this, .45 caliber therapy?

Put those things away. You don't need them.

Yes, they do, my dear.

Captain Lambert is a master of the martial arts.

Captain? Come a little closer, zombie.

I'll demonstrate mashti by breaking your neck.

You see?

If he moves, kill him.

Dr. Lindwick, this man is our patient.

He's also a psychopathic killer.

And getting him into a straitjacket is going to be a tricky operation.

That's a pretty flimsy excuse for an assassination, if you ask me. No one's

killing anyone. I'll handle this.

We're committing this man, not killing him.

Bravo, Maria.

I couldn't have done better myself.

He'll sleep peacefully for about an hour.

Take him to one of the lock -up rooms.

I'll look in on him later.

Yes, sir.

Dr. Sambi.

Yes.

Oh, uh... That's what Lambert calls me.

I suppose I'm getting used to it.

I suppose so.

What psychiatric facility should we elect on the commitment papers?

Don't trouble yourself, my dear. I'll look after all of that myself.

You were a great help.

I feel now that we are... We're becoming a real team.

Good night, Doctor.

Alfred? Alfred, what's wrong?

Bad pain, Doc.

Where?

How long did Dr. Lennart treat you?

About five months ago.

Did you find something?

There's some swelling.

Oh, I've had it.

What? I've seen it happen to the others, but he promised it wouldn't happen to

me.

I'm sure we can do something.

You bastard, Lemmink!

He's killed me.

You'll be okay in a minute.

Oh, stand up.

You've got to walk around.

I found out you were telling the truth about Zombie's treatment.

You called him Zombie?

It looks like you were right about him, too.

I've got to get out of here. Whoa!

How are you feeling?

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

Think you can take on the orderly when I call him to open the door?

Absolutely.

Orderly?

I'm sorry, my dear.

But since you have lost faith in me, all bets are off.

Enjoy the few hours you both have left.

Thank God I'm a doctor. I should have known better.

I was so desperate to cling to life, I forgot everything I ever learned. If you

can blame yourself for being human, do it later. We've got to get out of here.

Come on.

Sprite!

This patient is under our care.

I've got my orders, ma 'am.

Not so fast, ma 'am.

Alfred!

No, I don't want to shoot you.

But you're going to lower that gun.

We can take you with us.

That is better this way.

Let's go.

Hold on, Mike.

Brisbane Police.

Get in.

Why didn't you put a tail on me?

You've been interested in the clinic for some months, but we just never had

enough on him to make a case.

I figured that you were just the person to bring things to the boil. I guess I

did that.

Shame we didn't get Lemmick. He just disappeared without a trace.

He does that.

However, I don't suppose he'll show his face around here for a long time.

Glad to be of service.

Thanks, Marshal.

So what are you?

A reporter?

Police captain?

U .S. Marshal?

I'll tell you.

But you have to give me a word that you'll keep it to yourself. Oh, come on.

I'm very serious about this.

All right. I promise.

Let's say I shoot you about five, five and a half times.

I'm a shoe salesman from Schenectady.

It's very true.

I won't tell a soul.

It's good to hear you laugh.

Well, eat, drink, and be merry.

But tomorrow I die.

You're not going to die, Maria.

I think I've heard that before.

Listen to me.

I want you to contact Dr.

David Litvak at the UCLA Medical Center in California.

He is very close to a cure for Epizemia Gravis.

But will he find it in time for me?

Yes. They are in the final stages of testing.

All he has to do is double -check the results.

But believe me, he's got the cure.

Hey, mate, this is a police station.

And I'm a policeman.

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