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There's new breed of neighborhood.
Some say there's no good.
Half man, half man, fighting evil. That's the plan.
This is no life for Maximilian Greco.
Look at me.
Godfather of crime.
Crime boss of all crime bosses.
Reduced to a weak, dilapidated lump.
In the park.
Playing with toy boats.
I could rule this town again.
Here I am, boss.
I'd have been back quicker, but I heard you'd passed away already.
I am not dead!
Sure, Mr. Greco, but... Shut up!
I'm still the greatest crime boss this town's ever known!
What in the world?
up, Reptile?
If you think the zoo animals are up for grabs for Dr.
Creepazoid's next gene -slamming experiment, think again, Chowderhead.
Shark attack!
Shark attack!
These fish fiends need a taste of shark justice!
Let's serve it up!
All right, you dumb goody goody.
With brutes like that, I could build a new gang that no one could stop.
I've got to track these guys down.
Don't get to him fast.
Please, you gotta help me. All that noise, it frightened my puppies.
They're in the ponds. They're drowning.
Don't worry, Gramps. We'll save your pups. Come on.
Gramps, those sharks, they're big stupid chumps.
Now we're going for a ride.
We're going to follow that monster to make them an offer they can't refuse.
Hey, Gramps. Hey, wait.
Where do you think he's going? I don't know.
One thing's for sure.
He helped those bottom feeders split the net.
Just in time. I'm on the verge of perfecting my new genetic engineering
and all I need are... Where are my specimens?
We ran into a little obstacle at the rhino pen.
Yeah, street dark.
My experiment is ready now!
I have a new race of beings to create! I need fresh land animals!
I did manage to collect some rhinoceros hair from around his horn.
Hmm, not at all what I wanted, but perhaps it could be a useful ingredient.
So the great Dr. Paradigm has a secret little business on the side.
Wouldn't inquiring minds like to know that?
Blackmail's so easy when you've got good material.
Don't release us this second. I'm calling the Fishing Gazette and giving
their front page story.
Who are you? What do you want?
I'm Maximilian Greco.
Maximilian Greco? The godfather of crime?
You're a legend of evil. Thank you.
I thought you were dead.
I am not dead.
So, why did you come here?
We're going to do business.
I want to be like those things, full of vim and vigor like my old self.
At your level of desiccation, impossible.
If I were to try, what would you offer in return?
Aside from making sure your secret remains a secret, you can have my bets
to experiment on.
Hmm, chihuahuas. Not my first choice, but under the circumstances, I suppose
they'll do.
Very well, I agree.
And once you finish doing them, you can do me.
Looking good, Ben.
Your store's gonna make a shark -ganic class.
Rittmeister, you deposit that monkey back to the zoo?
Yep, but no sign of those lower life forms. That old guy, either.
Of course, the way he was looking.
I don't think Gramps is going to be kicking too much longer.
The pride of a root drink and a little desert tortoise DNA for longevity seems
to have helped a little. A little?
This is wonderful.
Nothing wrong with being old when you're in this kind of shape.
I'll clean that.
You're forgetting something, Greco. The dogs are mine now.
Of course.
What was I thinking?
Zeus, Apollo, stay.
Zeus,
Apollo, I am your master now.
Here.
Zeus, Apollo, dog.
Dog? Wait.
That conniving sheep. I'll make him pay for this.
Tom! Tomorrow, you want to stay on this corner, you pay up.
Maximilian Greco is back!
Greco? I thought he was dead.
I'm not dead!
Who are you?
I am Maximilian Greco.
And no, I'm not dead.
In fact, I'm better than ever. And if you want to do business in my town, you
gotta pay me.
You're gonna protect this puny enterprise against unforeseen disaster.
I don't think so.
You don't think so. See?
I've already got protection.
Yeah! Charge or die!
Stronger than he looks tell me about it
You got that right, dude.
If you or those nasty oversized rodents come anywhere near Ben's again, you're
dog kebab.
No. One.
Especially not no goody two -shoe shark.
Toss the Maximilian Gretel like...
We must be messing with our sensory prescription.
And I mean prescription.
No, you're a jump!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Zeus!
Apollo! Tom! Ben!
Sky, you still with us?
Oh.
See where they went.
Never thought owning a comic book store would be this difficult.
They're gone.
Enough of Maximilian Greco messing with family.
Fizzen City will always be indebted to you, Dr. Paradigm. With its generous
contribution, the new zoo wing is now a reality.
May I say, this is truly a pleasure. I just love animals to experiment
on. Doc Paradigm, just the man I'm looking for.
He doesn't know it yet, but he's going to make some improvements on me.
Greco!
How dare you disrupt this ceremony!
Well, that was a warning, Greco. And this is an order. Take us to our
brothers. Sharks, I'm not taking you anywhere.
With any luck, those cartilaginous cretins and that gangster Greco will
each other.
I'm taking you out!
That cantankerous old dude's going to take on the Shark Force tank?
You disgust me.
Take us to our brother.
No!
Next time you want to see me, make an appointment.
Perhaps a hundred years from now.
I need more power.
No more excuses, Greco.
We're taking that to our brothers now.
Eat chum, shark.
I'm out of here.
So are you.
No.
Man,
that's the stewards out there.
Yes. A shark's got to go where a shark's got to go.
Guys, hold up. I think I know where Greco's hiding Jab and Slamu. Watch.
The crime reign of Maximilian Greco has ended.
Police raided this speakeasy, reputedly his hideout. Police report Maximilian
Greco was killed in the raid.
I am not dead!
Run that back.
I am not dead!
Can you zoom in?
8th and Main.
What do you know?
Half a humongo burger.
Want to split it?
No.
Hey, wait a sec.
Oh, man. I hate to do this.
I bet you two drool lips are hungry, aren't you?
Oh, yeah. Does that
smell good?
Too bad there aren't two of them.
are going straight to their master.
You're going to take me to your lab and gene slam me double this time.
Forget it. Would you prefer the people of Vision City learn your nasty little
secret?
If you're thinking about doing anything funny, I've got your life story on
videotapes, primed and ready to send to all the TV stations.
Huh?
He's just a stupid kink. Yeah, and a size 200 zoo.
RIP!
this time Maximilian Greco is gone for good.
Come on, guys. Let's go home.
I am not dead.
I'm gonna get those sharks as sure as my name is Maximilian.
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