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

.D. 2193.

For months we had heard nothing of the man whose crimes had brought us to the

20th century.

Good morning, gentlemen.

I'm glad you could come.

Before we go in, there's someone you should meet.

Those of you who follow sports will recognize him.

Primo Sears, formerly World Heavyweight Boxing.

Throw a punch at him, Mr. Michaels.

Oh, I don't think so.

Thank you.

Oh, come, Mr. Michaels.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

And you stand to gain a great deal from this venture.

Go ahead.

Hit him.

Why are you letting me do this?

I'd do anything Dr. Ashton asked me to.

Dr. Ashton was the finest man in the world.

Gentlemen, please follow me.

What you see is an adaptation of the equipment I used in my nuclear waste

disposal project.

I have invited you here because you were to be my backers in that project.

Had it not been ruined by... Well, we all know who wrecked it for us.

But that is history.

And this is a better project.

Mind control, gentlemen.

I can make people think what I want them to think.

Ah.

For years I've been working with a chemical known as TXP.

This is a variant.

developed to be specific for brain cells.

The generator emits electromagnetic waves of delta frequency which carry

commands to the synapses in the brain.

You can command the brain what to think?

Suppose we could control city councils, state legislatures, the Congress of the

United States.

Are you saying you can control the minds of millions?

Why not?

TXP can be sprinkled on those popular breakfast cereals. It can be mixed in

those fast foods everyone eats.

TXP is undetectable. Dr. Isham, if you can really do all this, what the hell do

you need us for? I can't do all of this yet.

I need to develop more powerful equipment.

And that requires funding.

Yeah, well, how do we know that you can really control anybody's mind?

Primo is my proof.

A punch -drunk fighter doesn't make your process very credible, does it?

If you want big money, better give us the proof.

Suppose I demonstrate that I can control the mind of a man I could never bribe.

A man who's been my mortal enemy for a span of time you could not even imagine.

You know who it is.

Suppose I can control the mind of Darian Lambert.

Dr. Isham, if you can show us that you can do that,

then we're in business.

I will let you know when to come back.

And you will see Darian Lambert fit.

Beg, roll over, and play dead.

It began in the future.

A scientist turning to evil. A time machine called Trax.

Criminals who vanish.

And a lawman with a mission.

He has one weapon.

And a computer named Selma.

Good morning, Captain Lambert.

With them he will travel to a time more innocent than his own.

Now he is among us.

A special breed of man.

A hunter.

Traveling through our world.

Searching for fugitives on 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 had decided that the way to relax between fugitive retrieval was to

take up the game of tennis.

Hey, Darren. Here, sir.

He had a certain natural ability, but he was so competitive, he could not bear

to lose.

So, you're programmed on this damn game. Can you help me out?

Your opponent appears to be a superior player.

My total score is love. It's very embarrassing.

I will provide data to improve yourself, Captain.

Now. Toss the ball up to a height of 320 centimeters above ground level. As it

descends to 280 centimeters, swing your racket at a speed of 60 knots,

propelling the ball 18 degrees downward and 30 degrees to the left for one

service court, then 35 degrees right for the other.

I got it. Okay.

Were you sandbagging me?

What kind of bagging?

Never mind.

Why is she mad at me?

Perhaps you should learn the meaning of the slang phrase, sandbagging.

I got a better idea. I'll take up golf.

Can I have the letter? Yeah, hold these, sir. Thank you.

Yes.

Hello, Judge Chilt. How are you?

Press for time, so just listen, please.

You asked me to keep an eye on our non -friend, Dr. Mordecai Sambi, also known

as Dr.

Hamilton Isham.

Are you listening? As they say in this century, you can bet the farm on it.

Sambi's been seen entering and leaving the abandoned coal mine where he

his nuclear waste disposal process.

What the hell is he doing there?

My source reports that his equipment is still in place.

What he's using it for now is...

Unknown. Well, it won't be unknown for long. Sorry to interrupt.

I've got a jury returning with a verdict.

Let me know what you find, Captain.

Selma, get me on a plane.

Now.

Captain, may we speak of precaution?

Judge Choate, after all, is a fugitive.

But he helped us stop Zombie before.

That was before.

This is now. Selma, I'll take precautions.

Good.

No chance of slipping in this way. Is there another entrance?

Not according to the original plan filed with the Bureau of Mines.

Project a plan.

We are here.

And as you see, this is the only entrance.

But there is a smaller opening above the mine leading down into it.

What is that opening?

A ventilation shaft.

Looks pretty narrow.

The scale of the drawing shows a diameter of 56 centimeters. You are 51

centimeters at the shoulders.

You should manage.

I can't see the bottom.

How far down is the floor of the mine?

17 meters at this point.

Well, let's hope it doesn't suddenly...

Why not?

Is he alive?

I told you I didn't want him hurt. You morons might have killed him.

Primo, see if you can wake him up.

Awoken, boss?

Thank God.

Proceed with the inoculation.

Well, Captain Lambert, it's nice to see you alive and kicking.

That's almost enough to make me wish I were dead.

Speak into the lacy, Captain, please, so I won't miss a word.

Did you notice that your arm was carefully swabbed before the injection?

I want you to be really healthy.

I am really your benefactor.

Soon, you will begin to admire me.

after I started admiring Adolf Hitler.

Let's be fair.

Hitler was what he was because of economic factors.

Don't hand me that hogwash. He was what he was because he was an evil bastard

just like you.

You will change your mind.

I will make you change your mind.

You will come to find me a rather decent fellow.

For example, I'm going to let you keep your little computer friend.

Well, that proves that you're decent.

No.

That is a matter of self -interest.

Computers do not lie.

Your computer will tell you not to fight with me because you cannot win.

I have a delta wave generator focused on you now and operating.

You're lying right there. A focused delta wave without TXP in my system

kill me.

But you have TXP in your system from the injection.

It is a variant, more toxic than the original, so it must be infused

like those present -day time -release capsules for the common cold.

You will soon feel a glow, a sort of temporary reddening.

I don't feel anything. Now, what the hell have you got cooking this time,

zombie? That glow will be the first of many over the next few days as the

process takes effect.

When it is complete, you will be living proof of what I have achieved.

Prepare yourself, Captain.

For what?

Thought control.

You will think exactly what I want you to think.

I'm here, Captain.

Evaluate what Zombie said.

He's bluffing, isn't he?

Dr. Zombie has always done what he said he could.

Let me tell you something.

Zombie may have one of the finest minds of the past 200 years, but there's no

way he can control my mind.

And I'll tell you something else.

To be fair about it...

I have to agree that economic conditions in the Weimar Republic at the end of

World War I had a lot to do with bringing Hitler to power.

Captain, may I express a concern?

Relax, Selma. I told you.

Zombie cannot control my mind.

Captain, he is already beginning to.

Captain. Captain Lambert.

I know you're awake. Why won't you talk to me?

See?

I've gone to visual mode without your command.

You must have something to say about that.

Captain, your EEG shows brain activity down to 75 % of normal.

Dr. Thambi is doing this to you.

He is slowing down your thoughts to make it easier for him to gain control.

You must resist.

Hello again, Captain Lambert.

Have you been thinking over what I said to you?

I think you might have a point.

I can't hear you.

Face the laser, please.

The beam carries sound and light both ways. You must face the laser when you

speak to me. I might concede one miserable scrap of an excuse for Hitler,

what excuse could there be for you?

Very good.

I welcome even a scrap of concession as a sign of progress.

Any questions about the laser?

Yes.

Why do you need it? I'm tied down.

Why are you afraid to talk face to face?

I don't care to take the risk.

Tied or untied.

You can still send me back.

How can I?

The same way you send all your victims.

With the pellet projection tube.

It doesn't work on you.

Remember you invented some damn thing that nullified it.

By this time my old friend's tracks must have redesigned your VPT to nullify my

nullifier. And I suppose that you've had your uglies search me for a PPT.

I did, and they did, and they didn't find one on you.

Which doesn't mean, of course, that you don't have one.

Look, if you would like to talk face to face, I have a suggestion.

Sure.

Let's hear the most brilliant mind in 200 years.

Give me the tube.

I promise I will not use it on you.

Zombie, I wouldn't give it to you even if you promised to stick it up a very

dark place.

Your bloodstream is about to release another infusion of TXP.

So I won't press you at this time.

But I'm pleased with our progress.

We will talk again soon.

Here's your moon, Selma.

Did I ever tell you?

No, I never did.

That you look like someone.

Like who?

Like my mother.

Don't laugh.

I would not laugh at that even if I were capable.

I drew a picture of her the way I wanted her to look.

And you look like the picture.

She was beautiful.

Am I going red again?

You are, yes.

I can feel it.

I can feel the delta waves pounding in my head.

Am I losing my mind?

You must not believe that.

You must resist it.

Resist. Resist. You keep telling me to resist, but you don't tell me how.

I do not find that information in my memory bank.

Don't talk like a computer. For God's sake, Selma, tell me how to fight this.

I'm sorry, Captain.

I don't know.

Good evening, Captain Lawrence.

Have you been thinking over what I said before?

No.

Why not?

Because I don't want to think your thoughts.

Good. Another sign that we are making progress.

It means that you, for the very first time, are afraid of me.

Aren't you?

Oh, come.

Admit the truth.

I will admit it.

And I have already admitted that I am afraid of you.

So now that you know how it feels to be in fear of someone...

You have some small grain of sympathy with me.

Very small.

Microscopic. Fair enough.

But if we could make that grain grow like a pearl in an oyster, we could

something equally beautiful.

Understanding, you have the power to remove the cause of my fear.

Then I will do the same for you.

You're a hell zombie.

Stop hounding me about the PPT because it's not going to do you any good.

Yeah.

You sound like my father.

My father.

He would beat me for going to the library.

I was only nine years old.

I would cry.

And he would say, stop that.

It is not.

going to do you any good your father beat you for being at the library for

whatever he was drunk most of the time he would smash

me with his fists until I couldn't get up I didn't know that

does it mean something to you anybody in law enforcement

knows that an abused child often becomes an abuser himself then

You concede that there may be some excuse for my sins.

Not now, Salma. This could be the beginning of a real dialogue between us,

in which we hear each other, reach each other.

You might even persuade me that you're... But how can we really

I am more afraid of you.

Than I ever was with my father.

Captain, it is the PPT that he is afraid of.

Selma, be quiet!

You must not give in to him.

Selma, you either be quiet or go on battery charge. Take your choice!

I choose being quiet.

Well... To help the dialogue along, I might...

be persuaded on one small point, and I hope I'm not making a mistake.

Captain, no harm can come to you.

The most important thing in my life now is for you to be alive and well.

I swear to that.

You can have the PPT.

Guards, to the chair.

Where is it hidden, Captain?

Just release one of my hands.

They will get it.

Tell them where.

Not a chance.

Why?

If you really mean to give it to me.

Maybe it's in a personal place and I don't want them groping.

Come on, Zombie. One hand. Your father needed two.

Free one hand.

The left.

Captain, what a pleasant surprise.

Why, Selma, don't tell me I had you fooled, too.

Well, I am not programmed to interface deception.

But I am learning from you.

One of the precautions you didn't think I was competent to take.

Okay, this way.

Captain, the main entrance is the other way. You could escape.

No way, Selma. We did a long time for this.

I advise you to go back to your chair, Captain.

You are not in total control and Primo is dangerous.

His orders are to kill you.

Some of you have researched this violent sentry. What kind of weapon is that?

A grenade launcher, Captain. I hope you will be very careful. I am not

constructed to withstand the explosion of a hand grenade.

Neither are you.

Primo, why don't you just put the weapon down and walk out of here?

You better get back to your chair.

There ain't gonna be enough left of you to argue with nobody.

is dead.

You and I are sealing this mine together.

You got that, zombie?

The name of the game is One on One.

I hope you realize that your exertion is burning up what little oxygen there is.

If you suffocate, that's poetic justice.

You caused the cave -in.

But what about me?

I'm doing my best to get you a long, long way out.

Ah.

So you do have the PPT.

And it can send me back this time.

You better believe it, you bastard.

And you lied about giving it to me.

Captain Darian Lambert. The pride of the international police.

Champion of righteousness.

A petty damned liar.

Maybe my father was mean to me, too.

Don't joke about that.

You never had a father.

Okay, Sammy, maybe you had it tough.

But at least you had a mother.

My mother.

She went into deep denial.

She used to call me a pathological liar.

That's what you all say.

You blame it on your mothers, your fathers, your society.

You blame it on everything and everybody except yourself.

I'm a cop.

I've heard it all before.

You can take your sob story and you can shove it.

You made a mistake, Captain.

You went for me instead of escaping.

Now we are both trapped in here, but the difference is I am controlling your

thoughts. You're right.

Your thoughts told me to get out of the straps.

Granted, you did have enough control to trick me.

But you are not aware of how much of your mind belongs to me.

I promise you that very soon I will have it all.

Who is it? It's Michaels, Dr. Asher.

Don't worry. Help is on the way.

Tell them not to rush.

Visual mode summer.

How can I help you, Captain?

Can you just stay with me for a while?

Are you feeling unwell?

How am I feeling?

Alone in this lonely place.

What am I doing here?

I don't belong here.

I don't belong in this time. I don't belong in this world.

What can I do here besides lose my mind?

If that is a question, there is a clear answer.

You can use the pellet projection tube on yourself. You can send yourself home.

Going home.

Where I belong.

Very tempting.

Very tempting.

No one could blame you, Captain.

But I don't have permission.

I'm not here as a tourist.

I'm here on a mission.

I came back to get Zombie. I promised Alyssa I would get Zombie.

And I'm not going home until I do.

That is a fine decision.

But be aware it may indeed cost you your mind.

I will get him, no matter what the cost.

Hello, Captain Lambert.

What are you thinking now?

I'm thinking what you want me to think.

And what is that?

About giving you my PPT.

Good.

And will you tell me what you've decided?

I'll tell you this much.

When I get to you, you're sure as hell going to find out.

If you get to me, Captain.

Visual mode.

That tunnel runs north to join the area where Thumbie is.

I'm on my way.

Thumbie. Thumbie. Thumbie.

Is it right or wrong not to give Thumbie the PPT?

Does the question concern morality or tactics? I do not make moral judgments.

Maybe it's wrong to hold the threat over his head.

He has feelings.

He's human, isn't he?

If you say so.

Well, I do say so, and you have no cause to doubt me.

What do you know about being human?

Captain, the laser beam is not operating. Dr. Sambi cannot hear you

I know that.

So what?

If you are not maneuvering to outwit him again, why are you trying to exonerate

him? Because I can understand him.

Zombie went through much worse than I did.

I'm just an ordinary person.

He's a genius.

A true scientific genius.

Suppose he'd had a decent childhood.

Captain, these are not your thoughts. These are zombies.

One of the great benefactors of mankind.

He could have turned his talents, ended hunger, wiped out disease.

Maybe it's not too late. It is too late for Elissa.

What are you saying?

Dr. Zombie killed Elissa.

She was the only love of your life.

She still is, and he killed her.

You don't remember because you are still absorbing TXP.

I remember exactly.

I sent her in to him.

Wearing a transmitter.

Zombie was fighting to survive and I put her in harm's way.

Anybody killed Alyssa?

I did.

He is being...

You must reach him while you still have the capability of sending him back now

before the TXP has any more effect.

Wait, Captain.

The plan is not to scale here, but it indicates a deep excavation just beyond.

Captain?

You must climb up, Captain.

Selma, help me.

Move 39 centimeters to the right. You will find a toehold.

What is your mind up to now?

Same as before.

I'm sending you back.

Are you still sure it would be the right thing to do?

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure at all.

Don't you think it would be better for you and for me to make peace?

You know that his idea of peace is for you to give him the weapon.

I know.

Of course you will not give it to him.

Actually, I will.

Captain, may I point out the consequences of such an abject

I don't want to hear it.

You will be unable to carry out your mission.

You will be indicating to Dr. Sambi that he has complete control, that he can

order you to do anything that comes into his mind, and you will do it.

All right, that's it. I've had enough. Battery charge. I am not programmed to

oppose your wishes, but please, don't cut me off from you. Not now.

Not when you need me so badly.

What do I need your help for?

So you can try and kill me again?

If that is what you think, then you are correct.

You don't need me.

Now, Captain Lambert, will you please follow the laser beam?

Yes.

I will.

Do you see the small opening?

Yes.

I see it.

I want you to place... the pellet tube into the opening and push it through

until it falls on the other side.

You really did it, didn't you?

that you will now do anything I want you to do.

Yes.

I realize that.

Good.

I will tell you what I've decided I want you to do.

I want you to commit suicide.

Yes.

I'm going to commit suicide.

Good.

A responsible suicide always leaves a note, a statement of some kind.

Otherwise, an innocent person could be blamed.

Who's innocent in this case?

I am, of course.

Any further questions?

When do I write this letter?

I will tell you when.

I will take care of everything for you.

How do I kill myself?

Very simply.

You will go back to the elevator shaft and jump.

Go ahead.

About your suicide note.

Why are you killing yourself?

Because you want me to. Yes, but we must be on firmer psychological ground.

I suggest it's because you have nothing to live for.

How do we arrive at that?

I don't know.

I suggest it stems from the fact that of all the democratic nations in the

world, the United States has the highest proportion of its population in

prisons, yet still has one of the highest crime rates, which means that

-tough approach to law enforcement is a failure.

And you are a tough...

You've dedicated your life to putting criminals in prison. Isn't that true?

Yes, it is true.

So you are a failure.

The work you expected to give meaning to your life turns out to be worthless.

What else is there for you?

I have nothing else.

Not anymore.

Correct.

Now proceed to the shaft.

Captain!

Selma.

I thought I put you on charge mode.

I am doing what I have to do.

You have to obey my orders.

That's what you're programmed to do.

I'm responding to a program override.

My mission to help you takes priority over everything else.

You can't help me.

You can't help me! You can't help me!

Help me!

You are the best police officer on Earth.

You are not a failure.

Sambi is a liar.

There's truth in what he said.

When people are denied hope for a better life, they strike back. That's the root

cause of crime.

It can't be eliminated by handcuffs or prison bars.

I really have no purpose left.

Why should I go on living?

For a little.

Alyssa is dead.

Alyssa will never die for you.

Because you loved her.

According to the description in my memory bank, love never dies.

Love is forever.

Why are you stopping?

Regarding my suicide note, it's not true that I have nothing to live for.

I have Alyssa.

How can you have a dead woman?

I have Alyssa whenever I think of her.

You can never think of her.

You cannot bear to think of her.

Why can't I?

Because you killed her.

Let me see.

You have a splinter under your fingernail.

No.

You must press it in deeper.

Press hard.

Press until it hurts so much you can't think of anything else.

Let the pain take over your mind.

Then there will be no room for zombie thoughts.

On your way, Lambert.

Get moving.

Press harder.

Move faster.

It's your only chance. Press.

Faster.

Zombie, why do you want to kill me?

Because you killed Elissa.

And I loved her.

Hear me. You did not kill Elissa.

Keep moving.

She promised you wouldn't harm me. That was before I knew how much I hate you.

You didn't kill Alyssa. He did. He killed Alyssa. Press harder.

I hate you.

Because even now that I control you, I'm still afraid of you.

And nothing will compensate for that except watching you die.

You will die by your own hand.

That is essential to my business interests.

And that is why I'm taping it.

We will record your suicide statement.

Nice and clear, please.

I'm going to kill myself because I have nothing left to live for.

That is enough.

Now go ahead.

Jump.

I didn't.

I didn't.

I said jump.

Now!

It's a lot easier to drop you.

He will not drop me. Why not?

Because you're not a killer.

You're a cop.

You're a good cop.

I don't know about that. I can't eliminate crime.

But I sure as hell can eliminate one criminal.

Don't do it. No.

Please.

Please, Captain.

Pull me out. Please, please, please.

Sergeant. You're here, sir.

This man tried to kill me. More like he saved your ass.

Sure doesn't look a damn bit like you got him rolling over in plain debt.

You solicited funds from us by means of fraudulent claims.

Well, have you arrested?

I need medical attention.

Let's get him out of here.

How about this, sir? You okay?

Fine.

We don't like him any more than you do.

He cheated us.

The way I heard it, you can't cheat an honest man.

Next on the agenda, where's my PPT? Not a problem, Captain.

I have located the weapon behind that case of grenades.

Selma, how long do you suppose before Selma convinces those guys?

They just got a better way to make them rich.

Not long, Captain.

And odds are they will come straight back here and use this equipment.

Try some new madness.

The odds indicate a high probability.

Selma, how fast can you run?

I can keep up with you.

Here we go.

Now.

In your pocket, Captain.

Visual mode.

You have me worried.

Since when do you change modes without my orders?

Since you almost lost your mind, Captain.

But I promise I will never disobey you again.

Selma, never say never.