Werewolf: The Devil's Hound AKA Lycan

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Go get your sister.

Go.

What's going on out there?

Yes.

Kwan, we're sending her back.

The treatment did not work.

No, she's changing at will.

She's totally out of control.

All right. We'll be sending the crate out.

It should arrive in 48 hours.

Call me when it arrives.

Okay. Goodbye, my friend.

Okay.

Let's see what we've got here.

What the fuck?

All right, Char, listen, I know you're my daughter-in-law,

but I really need this damn shipment of fireworks.

These investors are coming in real soon. I gotta have 'em.

Okay okay.

I'll get on top of it.

But we have one more problem.

Now what?

Well, we found out that the vandals broke in last night again.

- They ruin anything? - Yes,

they broke into the backroom and they ruined everything.

What about the bots? They ruin the bots?

Yes, the robots too. Oh, and another thing...

Tell me more today. Make my day really miserable.

Fire Marshal Joe is here again.

What the fuck's he want now?

Could you please not do that in here?

Just take it outside.

All right, yeah, I gotta watch the explosion.

All right, goodbye.

Phil, Phil.

Stop for a second, Phil.

I got something you need to sign, Phil.

Get out of the way. Move.

- All right, guys, hit it. - Roger.

Fire it up. Too much smoke. Make it bigger.

I want more fire in it.

Why do I always have to run?

Phil!

Okay, yeah, definitely.

All right. Everything's gonna be great, trust me.

Yep.

No, there's definitely gonna be three guys there the whole time.

Yeah.

Okay.

All right.

Okay, thank you.

Bye.

- Hi, honey. - Baby, where have you been?

I've been working out at the gym,

sculpting my guns.

Your father's going bananas.

Please, you have to go in the back and fix those locks.

Vandals broke in again. Everything is a mess.

Holy shit. They destroyed this place.

Yeah, the vandals sure did a number on the bots.

When I came in this morning they were beat to hell.

So are you gonna be able to fix them before the demonstration?

Eh, a couple solenoids, some servos...

We're hemorrhaging hydraulic oil like a hyped-up dog in heat.

- So can you fix 'em? - Yeah.

Sons of bitches.

Looks like they hit this with a sledgehammer.

If I ever catch one of these guys, I swear to...

Three! Three boxes of fireworks!

Yes, ma'am.

We've got a lot of screw-ups here lately,

but you should have them either today or tonight at the very latest.

- All right. - Thank you.

Bye.

Listen, fella, I haven't seen any of the paperwork

on your last three shipments. And that pencil-pushing son of yours

won't even show me the crates, let alone open 'em.

First of all, you aren't looking inside any crates.

Second of all, why don't you act like a real fire marshal

and go padlock those firetrap tenements

your buddies have down on the south side?

...fire south side tenements.

And while you're at it, to put out the fire you just started.

What an idiot.

- Phil. - Hey, what's up?

- The shipment's in. - Really?

All right. About time.

What does that guy hate you so much?

- I stole his girlfriend in high school. - Really?

Married her too.

Yeah, baby.

Kari's dog is going crazy.

Everybody, let's get the box inside.

Come on, get to work. Let's go.

Phil, there's only supposed to be three boxes.

The more the merrier.

Oh, God.

It's time.

- Hello. - Listen, hon,

I can't talk long, and I'm sure you're busy too.

I'm just calling to remind you to remind the kids about dinner tonight.

- You still want to meet up, right? - Yep.

All right. Love you, babe. Gotta go.

I love--

Oh.

Bye, guys. See you in a week

when I get back from Aruba!

- Bye, Sharon. - Bye, Sharon. Have a good time.

Thank you.

Ooh, bring me shells back, yeah.

I like shells.

Good job today, guys. Uh, listen, sorry--

a little rough. A lot of pressure on me lately.

- A little rough, huh? - It's okay, Phil.

Anyway, Mom wanted me to remind you about dinner tonight.

- Yeah, we know. - All right, just be there.

- Uh-huh. - Bye, guys. Have a swell evening.

"Have a swell evening."

Fucker. I hate that prick.

God, are you ready to go?

- Yeah, I'm ready. - Yeah?

You know, we have a little bit of time.

We could go back to the house and freshen up.

maybe a little bit of ooh-la-la, as the French say.

Is that what they say?

That's what I hear.

I'm a little worn out today.

I promise I'll be quick. Come on.

Yeah, I know.

Ooh.

- Where are you going? - Home.

No, you'll stay here and you're going to have--

son of a bitch!

Crap, she left her phone.

- She can get it tomorrow. - Uh, Aruba.

- Well, that sucks for her. - No, it sucks for you.

- No no. - Mm-hmm.

Somebody has to stay here and that somebody is you, Kevin.

So tell your little friend to calm down.

Yeah, "little."

Fucking shit.

Fuck.

Is everything okay, my friend?

- Hey. - Jesus.

Yeah.

Kevin, baby, what happened to your hand?

I think Kari's fucking dog nipped me.

- Kari's dog? - Let me see.

That dog's so friendly. He wouldn't bite you like that.

Are you kidding?

Jeez, I hope it doesn't have rabies. Christ.

Thanks. Yeah, me too.

Baby, did Sharon pick up her phone?

No, she didn't pick up her phone.

We should have your mom take a look at this.

Speaking of which, where is she?

She's running late again.

- Honey, is it hurting? - Yeah.

I'm fine.

Attention all Level Three personnel,

specimen 78 is out of containment.

Neutralization procedure Alpha Delta in effect.

Oh, speak of the devil.

Sorry, guys, I'm late. Did you order yet?

Where were you?

Can I get a menu?

- Honey. - What?

- Where were you? - I was in traffic.

There's no traffic.

Oh my God.

Let me look at this.

- What happened? - Kari's dog bit him.

- Kari's dog? - Mom, let go. I'm fine.

- But he's so friendly. - Yeah, I'm sure.

- Are you sure it was Kari's dog? - Yeah, I'm sure.

Does this place have any service?

I'm starved.

Well, Kari brought it in for its regular shots,

so you don't have to worry about rabies.

Great. Maybe you'll bleed to death.

- Awesome. - Honey,

baby, why don't you go wash that a little bit?

Jesus.

Order me a burger-- rare.

If I were a big stupid oaf like Phil,

where would I keep that paperwork?

Aha, there it is.

Gotcha.

Hmm.

A little tip for the fire marshal?

So we got the shipment in today.

- What shipment? - The one I've been waiting for.

Honey, you know I never pay attention to you.

The one for the big investors.

I've been busy lately. Refresh me.

Okay, they're extremely big investors.

These guys deal with all the pyrotechnics on the West Coast--

movie effects, all the big summer blockbusters.

They're big time.