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You're right.
Margo, these aren't seed pods.
What are they?
They're eggs.
Like the claw.
Let's not jump to conclusions. This egg could belong to any number of reptiles, Dr. Frock.
Come on, Margo. We're on the verge of something huge. Let's consider the possibility, just the three of us, alone in this room. What if John was right. I mean, what if? And he sent back an egg of his monster in the crates. When it got to the museum, it hatched.
Several problems with that theory. For one thing, this egg is intact. For another, according to Pendergast, the crates were shipped here on a boat. Everyone on board was killed like Beauregard. If the thing hatched in midocean, where did it go?
Look at this. An ambyloid reovirus protein. That explains why the computer's confused. The plant's infected with a virus.
That's not so unusual. Many plants carry viruses. Like the burls on Maple trees.
But a virus normally codes for other viruses. This one's making human and animal proteins. Listen to this. "Glycotetraglycine collagenoid. Weinstein's tropic hormone. 4 monoxytocin supressin hormone."
All right, assuming the program is accurate, this is a description of the animal with that claw. "Species unidentified. Genus: unidentified. Phylum unknown. Male, weight in excess of 240 kg. Brain capacity, 900 centimeters." That means it's highly intelligent. "Quadrupedal."
Quadrupedal! The other name for Mbwun. "He Who Walks on All Fours."
"Nocturnal. External hair and bony plates. Locomotor speed 6070 kilometers. Reduced optic chiasm"... poor eyesight. "External mucoid nasal glands,"... very keen scent... "Morphological characteristics: Highly robust. Aggressiveness: extreme."
So the claw came from a huge creature with a preternatural sense of smell and poor eyesight that hunts at night.
With the intelligence of a human being, the speed of a greyhound, and the strength of a grizzly bear.
Margo, what you've just described is a killing machine.
And it's hungry. It's been two days since it's eaten. There are five hundred people arriving right now. The animal hunts at night and it has a keen sense of smell! All those people in one enclosed space...
It's like ringing the dinner bell.
What's going on?
Some kind of power failure. Maybe it's the storm. Do you have a flashlight?
I think so.
Dr. Frock. Did you hear that?
Don't stop now.
What's that?
It's one of the fire doors. Good Lord, Margo. We're trapped!
None of that matters now. The people upstairs need us. We have to help.
We can't. We've managed to get inside the one place that's safe. I think we should sit tight and wait for reinforcements. If we go outside, we're risking more lives. You have to accept it, Margo, there's nothing we can do. The building must be swarming with police by now. It won't take long for them to get through the doors.
That thing could kill ten people in a matter of minutes.
I'm coming with you.
No, Dr. Frock. You can't.
Come back and get me.
We will.
Remember, it has poor eyesight. It hunts with its sense of smell. So for God's sake, Margo, don't get those fibers on your clothes!
Dr. Frock?
Look who's here, Margo.
We've met. The Hacksaw Murders. '89.
Oh yes! Who could forget. Afterwards you sent me that amazing case of Chateau Lafitte.
I hope you liked it.
Lovely bouquet. After our last case, Vince took me out for a draft beer. As I recall we split the check.
What are we talking about here?
Someone who makes the Hacksaw Murderer look like Mother Teresa.
Right. The entire brain appears to have been extracted. May I see it, please?
Curious. There's something missing.
The thalamus and the hypothalamus, perhaps?
Yes. Two organs the size of a walnut have been removed with what looks like surgical precision.
Lieutenant! It's me.
What is it?
Dr. Green has to see you!
Got my hands full here.
It's important. Please. You have to come! Pendergast, too. She's found out something.
What happened?!
There's a dead body in the exhibit! People are panicking, trampling each other trying to get out.
It's still back there!
I know.
How much ammo do we have to make a stand?
You're asking me? I don't even know how to load this thing.
All right. Kawakita, cover the rear.
Oh shit.
I believe in you a hundred percent, Vince, but that's the second time we've been at that intersection.
Not so loud.
What's that?
All right everybody, hold up!
What does it say?
Dr. John Whittlesley.
What's that doing here?
I don't know. I thought Dr. Whittlesley died in South America.
Dear God. Where are we, Lieutenant?
I'd say we're in its home.
This place is a maze.
I'm one of the few who know every inch it, now that John is gone.
Look. It's some kind of letter.
May I see that?
Did you hear that? My God. He says that Mbwun is real!
Pardon my French, but bull shit.
This on top of the scratches... isn't it proof!
Shouldn't a drug that powerful be destroyed?
The virus itself might have positive applications. They'll keep the plants in secure lock up while the studies are made. Greg isn't joining us?
Who are you? The undertaker?
Special Agent Pendergast. FBI.
Vince D'Agosta. Am I out?
Not at all. I think we may be working on the same case. If so, I could use your help.
The body?
What's left of it.
Mind if I have a look?
We need light in here, stat.
Where's the head?
Careful. That mess on the ground is brains.
Whose footprints?
Night watchman who found the body. Sweet old man. Been tossing his cookies for over an hour. Not a likely suspect.
An original Roger Tory Peterson of a RedBreasted Merganser. Amazing. I have a copy of this in my office at home.
Can't really focus on birds at the moment, Pendergast. I'm tryin' to keep my breakfast down.
In this violent world, I believe the only way to stay sane is to take time to notice beautiful things.
I drink. After hours of course. On duty, I smoke. Do you mind?
Not at all. I enjoy the smell of a good cigar.
Then you won't like this one. It's a piece of shit.
Lieutenant
Call me Vince.
Did you read about a boat that washed up outside of New Orleans about four months ago? Twelve bodies on board.
Who didn't? Big news. Out of Brazil, wasn't it?