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Out of the fire of Earth attraction. Beyond the limits of the world, where

and machine and spirit unite.

Born by the power of... Into the 21st century.

It is the end of the beginning. It is the time of super force.

Okay, one last time.

This is where we're going in.

It's where they're doing the experiments.

Now, you all know your assignments.

Stay centered.

You follow the plan.

And remember, no one gets hurt unless it's absolutely necessary.

We're about to strike a blow for the planet.

What's up? Someone has breached our perimeter.

Get out of our way. We don't wanna hurt you.

We're doing this for the planet.

Do you have a letter signed by the planet?

Hello, Bridget.

How are you?

I'm good.

What's it been?

Three years?

No, more like five.

So you're a cop now.

How did that happen? Such a waste of talent.

So you're a criminal now.

How'd that happen?

How'd you make the transition from astronaut to armed felon?

It's like you had more regard for yourself.

I came to realize that the Earth is more important than outer space.

Or me, for that matter.

What's that got to do with blowing the doors off a private research facility?

Everything when that facility is making illegal biological weapons.

I happen to know that Hungerford Industries has no involvement with any

biological weapons.

I know different.

Tell me what you know.

Hungerford Industries has been receiving chloramphogen for the past seven

months.

Chloramphogen is a primary ingredient in any biological weapon.

If you thought Hungerford Industries was involved in any kind of illegal

activity, why didn't you take your information to the police?

The police, the government, Hungerford, it's all part of the same military

-industrial complex.

We were going to videotape our evidence and take it straight to the people.

You wouldn't find any evidence.

But I'll check it out.

The report said that there were five of you.

Only four were arrested.

You wouldn't know where we could find the fifth member of your group, would

I hope he got away.

He?

That should narrow it down for you.

Rubbish! Absolute rubbish!

I would never permit any of my researchers to work on biological

kind. Yeah, I didn't think you would. It's always been my policy.

That's right, Mr. H.

This girl sounds like she doesn't have a very good grasp of reality.

In fact, she was in astronaut training, one class behind me.

I used to help her with her linear algebra.

Well, I've never tried that angle before.

Zack, I pulled the file on Bridget Cross from the Academy's records.

You're right, up to a point. An A student, top third of her class, but she

inexplicably dropped out six weeks before graduation.

Why?

I talked to the people at Hungerford Industries.

They're not going to press charges.

Because they've got something to hide.

No, because I convinced them that you don't belong in jail, and I assured them

that you're not going to cause any more trouble.

I wasn't causing trouble.

I was trying to prevent trouble.

Bridget, why did you drop out of the academy?

Space isn't the answer to our problems here on Earth.

Right now, there are biological weapons being manufactured for war.

And once they're used, there's no going back.

It could be the end of all life on the planet, Zack.

I can't just sit back and watch that happen. But once your actions turn to

violence, you've crossed over the line.

Zack, we blew up a door.

I think Hungerford Industries can find it in their billion -dollar budget to

replace a door.

That's not my point.

I checked out your story like I said I would, and you're wrong.

Come here, I want to show you something.

This is a list of all the chemicals received by Hungerford Industries within

last six months.

I've had experts go over this and they assure me that nothing in here can be

used for biological warfare.

This one here.

200 liters of amino guanidine from Estonia.

Yeah, so?

Even I know that aminoguanidine is nothing more than a common solvent.

They don't make it in Estonia.

It's a lie. It's a cover -up.

Stop being so naive.

They make chloramplagen in Estonia, Zach.

A bioactive mutagen.

She's right.

Those shipments from Estonia couldn't have contained aminoguanidine.

They're not set up for that kind of sophisticated peptide synthesis.

You said chlorampligen?

Maybe, maybe not. There's no way of knowing.

E .B., how could you let this happen?

I don't know, Zack.

I communicate with every other computer system in the world. I have immediate

access to everything, everywhere, and yet I seem to have neglected my own home

somehow.

Who's getting the shipments?

Section G, Dr. Manly Big.

Well, it must be all right, then.

Why is that?

Mobigda's new here, and his proposed research has Buku backing.

He's on the verge of a cancer cure.

Then he won't mind telling us what those shipments from Estonia are all about.

Dr. Biggs, FX Spinner. Mr.

Spinner, Mr.

Hungerford's right -hand man.

Well, my assistant, Dr.

Megan Gardner.

Hi, Zach Stone.

I'm head of security.

Of course you are.

Sir, tell me, when do I get to meet Mr. Hungerford and thank him for allowing me

to do my research here?

Oh, his schedule has him boxed in at the moment.

Well, when he has a moment, I would like the opportunity.

I'll extend the invitation.

What's up?

Well, it's a business matter.

I was doing a routine audit, and I saw that you had ordered some amino

from an Estonian lab.

Right.

They don't make that in Estonia.

Of course they do.

Who told you that?

Megan, the amino guanidine.

It's amino guanidino, right? Smells like seagulls. Yes, it's a small start -up

lab I found.

Only half the normal price.

I realize it's unusual for a researcher to be feigning his back of money, but

what's the problem?

Well, we heard you might be receiving shipments of chloramplitin.

What?

That's ridiculous.

Chloramplitin's a controlled substance, and besides, it has nothing to do with

the research I'm doing here.

And what might that be?

Cancer research.

I'm working on auto -update antibodies.

That... How can I put this?

That's antibodies in the viral shell that alter their killing ability in

the field, so to speak, to, um... to destroy cancerous tumours

before they're even detectable.

I think I'm more like public.

Of course, I understand.

I'm sorry for the intrusion, but we have to investigate these matters.

No harm, no foul.

Oh, when do I get a chance to meet with Mr. Hungerford?

Soon. I'll tell him.

Thank you.

This ignorant parasite.

It annoys me to breathe the air they've walked in.

Now, now, Megan.

We must learn to control our emotions.

But everyone can be as brilliant as you or I.

Besides, they struck me as being adequately intelligent.

We may wish to recruit one.

Or both.

Or perhaps none at all.

Good. I live for the day I can watch them all die.

Just like this one.

Well, I belong now, Willis.

What do you think it is, Quince? I think he's dead.

Didn't you notice the stink?

That's a sure sign.

All the dead ones in the morgue smell like that.

Excuse me, you haven't met.

Zack. This is Apprentice Coroner Biddle.

He's going to be working with me, learning the trade.

Great.

Quincy will be able to show you how to turn an ordinary autopsy into a real

laugh riot.

Hey, a coroner's got to have a sense of humor.

All my clients have lost theirs.

Quincy, I want you to handle this personally, okay? Look for anything to

biological weapons or signs of thrombogem.

It's very important.

It's always a matter of life and death.

But in my experience, it only goes in one direction.

I'll let you know.

Thanks.

Has Cliff turned up yet?

No. They must have him. He's got to be in that lab.

Yeah, if he's not already dead.

We've got to go back in there.

What about that friend of yours, Zach Stone?

You think he could help us?

No.

He got us out of jail.

I've known him for a long time, but I just don't trust his badge.

He'd want to help, but he wouldn't break any laws.

And to prove our point, Ray, we've got to break the laws in half.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

We're going to have to finish what we started.

When?

Three -day weekend starts tomorrow. Nobody will be around.

Mm -hmm.

The only thing that worries me is Superforce.

What are we going to do if he shows up again?

Well, we'll just bring the heavy artillery.

and knock him on his big black butt.

Maybe we've been barking up the wrong tree.

Here's the coroner's report on that guy the jogger found.

Bridget's friend.

No evidence of any known biological agent.

No chloramplagen -induced cell mutation.

So Dr. Biggs is exonerated. I'm so relieved.

Wait a minute.

Listen to what they found, Miss Tate.

Cellular disruption due to foreign genetic insertion.

Plasmid markers of unidentified origin.

It would seem our victim died as the result of a virus that theoretically

not exist.

Why not?

Because it has no way to survive or spread itself.

What are you driving at?

A virus needs a host body to live.

If the host dies, so does the virus.

If this happens too quickly, the virus doesn't get a chance to reproduce

Would it be transmitted to another host? The viral strain would become extinct

in no time.

Yeah. It's almost as if what killed this guy was created inside his own body.

Created inside his own body?

But what?

Big work with auto -updating antibodies.

Any cell that can reprogram its structure in the body could... Make

a virus.

Or turn a harmless virus into one that's lethal.

E .B., this could be what Biggs is really doing down in that lab.

Under my own nose?

I can't believe it. It's completely against his nature. Every study he's

undertaken. Look deeper, E .B.

Let's do a complete check on this guy's background.

But I have, Zack.

Not the usual stuff.

Look between the lines.

Check out all unusual sources.

I'm sorry about your friend.

Cliff knew the risks.

Risks? He couldn't have expected to get killed.

There are no victims in my organization.

There's only volunteers.

Look, Bridget.

Drop the paramilitary garbage for a second, all right? Just listen to me.

You may be on the right track with your suspicions.

As a researcher at Hungerford Industries, it might not be on a level.

I've uncovered some new evidence.

What evidence?

Well, it's not conclusive.

It's enough to make me go after more.

But you've got to promise me you're going to let me handle this.

I got you out of jail once.

I can't do it a second time.

I knew I could count on you, Zack.

Thank you.

Bridget.

You promised me you'd stay out of trouble.

I can't promise you that I can't promise anyone that

You've caused us a lot of trouble.

A lot of stupidity.

Now you're going to pay.

I'm glad you're finally waking up. I wouldn't want you to be unconscious for

this.

You're being exposed to the fruits of our labor.

No, it's not a biological weapon for the government.

No, it's a biological weapon for us.

It's not like any other biological agent.

Almost a new life form.

A virus which creates itself inside the body.

You probably couldn't even imagine anything like it.

She's so predictably primitive.

Do you really think that physical aggression can triumph over genius

intellect?

You are your own punishment.

But don't worry.

Your death will not be in vain.

Your body will be the marsh over which we...

pave a new road.

Call it a highway to tomorrow where intellect reigns supreme and stupidity

is extinct.

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