Anaconda 3: Offspring

Take it easy, Peter.

Not the kind of research you expected, huh?

Relax.

Sit back and enjoy the ride.

Take a shot in his head!

Lord, have mercy.

My arm!

So, what do you think?

Glad you came, right?

You said you wanted to be rich.

Well, this is what it looks like.

Glad you made yourself comfortable.

God!

God help us.

So, what you're stating is that wexel Hall Pharmaceuticals...

have denied knowledge of genetic testing...

on animals at their secret labs in Eastern Europe.

The fact that CEO J.D. Murdoch personally contacted Peter...

to deny these claims, we feel gave total credence...

to the leak that testing was more inhumane than we have ever seen.

Can you be more specific without divulging your informants?

Our sources reported and I quote:

"The testing we witnessed is more cruel, more grotesquely evil...

than the American people could ever imagine. "

Good morning, Mr. Murdoch.

Good morning, Mr. Murdoch.

Good morning, Mr. Murdoch.

Stay.

Good morning, Mr. Murdoch.

Handshake says a lot about a man, Pinkus.

Yes, sir.

Can I get you a cup of coffee, sir?

Cut the pleasantries.

There's been a leak.

A leak?

PETA.

People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals...

have launched an enquiry with public relations.

Where exactly is our facility and what exactly are we doing there?

Now I'm asking myself, "How did they find out about us?"

Well, I can assure you, Mr. Murdoch. I will find out.

I am the public face of Wexel Hall.

When that face is damaged...

- I am damaged. - I understand, sir.

Not to mention that every drug company in the world...

is crawling up our ass, trying to beat us to the finish line.

I could double security but until we've identified the source...

- it would be pointless. - It is your job!

And you will do your job.

Or the only thing you'll be supervising is a proctologist...

removing my boot from your rectum. Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

What is the status of the project?

We've hit some delays.

You've hit some delays. Now why is it I'm not surprised?

What sort of delays?

Kane will answer all your questions.

Where is Kane?

Just this way, sir.

This is a live feed of the queen anaconda's tank.

Completely motionless.

Just like my first wife.

Don't let her slumber fool you.

She's 1200 pounds of pure crushing power.

As I said, just like my first wife.

Good to see you, Mr. Murdoch.

I wasn't expecting you until next week.

Professor, as you know, I'm a man in a hurry.

Our staff's been working around the clock...

and I'm fully aware of your schedule.

Good. Because I'm paying you for results.

As you know, we have successfully synthesised and produced...

a blood-orchid extract.

Our patient tolerates the serum just like snakes in the wild do...

with zero negative side effects.

And no signs of aging.

The synthetic serum is fully efficacious.

Yes, at present only in snakes.

But there is something you must see.

Please?

This is more like it.

But tell me, what is it that snakes have that we don't have?

We still have not determined why the extract is non-toxic in the snake...

but lethal in humans.

But you told me you had made some progress.

There has been. We've reduced but not eliminated the toxicity.

- In dogs and in chimpanzees. - Even mice.

Mice administered a steady dose of the serum...

show signs of a reduced rate of aging.

But ultimately, they die...

from some mechanism we don't fully understand.

Mr. Murdoch, this is Darryl.

Hello, Darryl.

Nice to meet you, sir.

- This way, sir. - Impressive.

Very impressive.

Well, the bottom line, Mr. Murdoch...

is that we've developed a second-generation serum...

by producing a new strain of the orchid.

We hope to solve the problem at the source.

Behold the miracle of modern science.

Behold the miracle? I can't see anything.

We keep it dark to create an artificial sleep cycle for the creature.

Ugly son of a bitch, isn't it?

What is that?

It was a typical anaconda.

It certainly isn't typical now.

- How's my baby doing today? - He's hungry again.

- What's the ambient temp of the cage? - Sixty-five.

Let's cosy it up five degrees.

And increase the cynanol mix by 20 cc's.

Okay.

Are you telling me a regular dosage of serum is what's produced this?

For the most part, we wanted to see...

Amazing. Four months ago, he could fit in a shoebox.

That's probably how he feels right now.

Suits are here.

Yeah, I know. And I intend to find out why.

In fact, quite the opposite.

It's bigger, faster, stronger.

And a hell of a lot meaner.

We're making progress but we need larger tanks and additional security.

- I was getting to that. - Were you?

Mr. Murdoch, our herpetologist, Dr. Amanda Hayes.

I've submitted four requests to Pinkus.

And every time his answer is, "It's not my call. "

So whose call is it?

Yours, Mr. Murdoch?

Please excuse Dr. Hayes.

She's not familiar with the protocol.

I'm very familiar with the protocol.

I'm doing what you pay me for.

Minding the well-being of our reptiles and watching our asses.

Dr. Hayes.

You give me a marketable product...

and I will buy you the biggest animal park this side of the equator.

We need larger facilities now.

I'll see what I can do.

You have to do better than that. You're not handling 60-foot snakes...

with massive appetites.

We are understaffed and in way over our heads.

What does she mean by that?

If you'll excuse me, gentlemen, I have some cultures to examine.

Pinkus.

- It's nothing. - Nothing?

I'm paying you an obscene amount of money to keep this research on track.

It is clearly not on track.

And my very expensive expert there is concerned.

Money is not the problem.

If we stopped every time we needed to expand or upgrade...

we'd be months behind.

Everything here is custom-made. It takes time.

And time is what I do not have.

- Amanda? Excuse us. - Sir? Sure.

What is the matter with you?

I didn't go to med school to serve a life sentence.

It's just a means to an end.

Whose end? For what?

So some sick billionaire can defeat death?

- What do you mean he's sick? - Come on, Eric.

You didn't see it?

Pupils dilated, pale skin, coughing?

Not to mention his severe weight loss?

It looks to me like he's got cancer, which means he's dying.

Amanda.

We're at the brink of saving millions of lives.

Can you imagine a drug, that could revitalise cancer patients...

and reverse Alzheimer's?

Do you really still believe that?

Don't you?

I don't know.

For something that's supposed to be so good, why does it feel wrong?

You knew what we were doing when we started the research.

Yeah, but I expected it to be handled with more responsibility.

We're tampering with evolution, Eric.

Come on. It's just a big snake.

Yeah, well, that's definitely an understatement.

- All right, I'll talk to you later, okay? - Okay.

Bigger, tougher, meaner, eh?

I could use a bit of that.

That's not a good idea, sir.

You're telling me the serum is responsible for this?

Sir? Sir, turn that light off.

Turn that light off.

What the hell happened there?

Pinkus? The warning lights in the tank are starting to go crazy.

- What's going on? - I told you not to do that.

- Hit the gas. - What's going on?

- What's going on? - More lights are flashing.

There's a lot of movement.

- Don't you touch that gas! - Darryl, hit the goddamn gas!

- You're gonna kill it. - No, we're not killing-

- Don't put the gas on. - Please, Darryl!

- Hit the goddamn gas. Sir. Sir. - I won't let you kill it!

Calm down. It will only sedate the snake.

Don't you tell me what-

- Darryl! Darryl? - What's happening?

- What's happening? - Darryl-

Look, look. Don't worry, Mr. Murdoch. That's three-inch polycarbonate glass.

Well, it's not enough.