Hello?
Bruce?
So, they think they can just throw you away as they did me.
What's wrong with me? What did you do to me?
I got a visit today.
A very unwelcome visit.
I'm afraid my hand is being forced.
What did you do to me?
You so much wanna know, don't you?
But I think no explanation will serve you half as well...
as experience.
In any case, I still don't quite understand it myself.
If they'd only let me work in peace...
Of course, my betters would have none of that.
So, you experimented on yourself, didn't you?
And passed on to me. What?
An alteration. Genetic.
A deformity. I guess you could call it that.
But an amazing strength, too.
And now, finally unleashed, I can harvest it.
No.
You'll do no such thing.
I will isolate it and treat it myself.
I'll remove it and I'll kill it before it does any real harm.
Oh, I'll bet you and your Betty would love to destroy it.
But would you really destroy part of yourself?
I don't think so.
And as for Betty...
I'm sending her a surprise visit
from some four-legged friends of mine.
You see, I've managed to culture some of your very own DNA, Bruce,
and the results are tremendous.
They're unstable, but very powerful.
What about my DNA?
Let's just wait and see what Betty makes of the results, huh?
No. You're crazy. I won't let you.
Get your hands off of me. Talbot, what's this...
Inside, asshole. I wanna talk to you.
Listen to me, my father's going after Betty.
What makes you think you can go behind my back and get Ross to cut me out, huh?
Listen to me! Betty's in trouble!
You pathetic freak.
Betty's in danger. I swear to you, she'll be killed.
I can state the obvious.
Something tells me you aren't in much of a position
to be making stupid threats to anyone.
- Talbot. - Yeah?
- You're making me angry. - Oh, am I?
I got him! Open fire!