Creature Commandos

Here we have it.

Here we go.

Here.

It's a... girl.

Let me see my baby.

She has many... irregularities, among which it seems her lungs

are mostly outside of her body.

I don't know how long we can keep her alive.

I can't believe this is happening.

Dr. Mazursky, this is beyond me.

But you're one of the world's foremost scientists.

Maybe you can develop a way to keep her alive.

Nina. Her name is Nina.

By her very name she belongs to me.

Don't you think?

The bride, her skin shimmering, parched, cerulean.

Her irises like two dollops

of a virgin's blood, her lips carved from

the cushiony intestines of a fetal pig.

Once I stop her from making this massive blunder,

murdering the princess, an innocent like herself

and the beloved of my dearest friend, Richard Flag,

I call him Rick.

She will doubtlessly fall into my arms.

And our heretofore screwball romantic comedy

will become pornography.

But the tender, soft focus kind you know, made for chicks.

How long till we arrive at the castle, eh?

Not long.

Still up to your old tricks, my inamorata.

Jesus! What did he ever do to you?

You saw the hat, right?

Why are we doing this again?

- You know why. - What if we're wrong?

What if we're killing all of these people?

What if we kill the princess for no reason?

Then... c'est la vie?

There are billions of humans in the world.

Who will notice a few less, right, Weas?

See? He doesn't care.

He doesn't even know what you're saying.

Nina, Waller believes the princess is gonna bring about

the end of the world as we know it.

She believes her source is credible.

Isn't any risk worth stopping that?

I don't know, I guess? What are you doing?

Trying to find a path into the castle

that isn't swimming with guards.

These are the feeds from the past few days.

Maybe they'll show us another way in.

What the hell is that?

Two days ago.

Seems like we're not the princess'

only monstrous visitors.

My love, the princess...

Paramour of yours?

Oh, can it, Ghost Rider.

We better get out of here in case somebody heard the shots.

Let's head to the wall at the back of the garden.

That seems to be the least protected.

Rick Flag.

Save it for hell, you stalker piece of shit.

Donkey.

No, silly.

That's a caterpillar.

- Lily... - No, that is not a life.

- What? - That. She's...

Happy, Lily. She's having fun.

Today. What about tomorrow?

When she starts crying because she's outgrowing that machine

and it's digging into her body?

Then I'll build her a new one.

And a new one and a new one after that.

It weighs as much as she does.

- She's strong. - We made a terrible mistake.

We could have taken her off those machines.

- Don't day that. - She wouldn't have to...

- Don't say that. - We still could...

No, Lily, no. She's our baby girl.

- She's yours. - Lily!

- She doesn't even look at me. - Because you don't look at her.

Don't you dare.

She can feel these things. She's an intuitive child.

Yes, fine.

So then maybe it's best if I...

What?

I love you, Edward.

But you're torturing us both.

All three of us.

Lily, please.

I'm gonna stay with my mother for a while.

There, right on the other side of the wall

is where there are the fewest guards.

Here.

This may take a while.

We're almost to the park, Nina.

Don't worry, honey.

I have a new treatment we're gonna try.

And that means

you won't have to wear this machine any longer.

Yes, there are risks involved, certainly.

But if it pays off, poor sweet Nina won't need to lug

around an extra thirty pounds of metal to stay alive.

We're transforming her very DNA

to help her breathe despite the fluid in her lungs.

Doctor!

What's happening?

No, no. Get her out of this.

Dr. Mazursky!

Doctor, you're gonna down her!

Get away!

Daddy?

Uh...

No!

What's he doing?

He's excited to see her.

Remember, she played fetch with him for, like, hours.

- Oh, God. - Should we put him down?

- No! - Geez, calm down.

Just brainstorming.

Shh. Be good, weasel.

Be good.

And she always has to wear that?

My primary work, you may know, is in bio genetics.

I'm well aware and profoundly appreciative of your work,

Dr. Mazursky.

I know how the rice you genetically engineered

has helped feed nations.

Yes, well, Nina, from birth, had issues with her lungs.

She wasn't able to breathe properly.

So I tried to infuse her biology

with elements of aquatic animals

thinking that would... well, she's no longer in pain.

But she can only breathe underwater.

Oh.

She's been home schooled.

She speaks four languages

and is well versed in Shakespeare and calculus.

But I thought she might be better off

attending school with other children

for socialization purposes.

I mean, honestly, she's only known me.

Well, being as she's your child, doctor,

we would, of course,

love to welcome Nina into Emberton Prep.

Wonderful! Tell Principal Gale thank you, Nina.

Thank you, Principal Gale.

You're welcome.

Now, do you have any questions for me, Nina?

About our school?

How do you play that game?

Fucking frog.

Say ribbit, bitch!

- Say ribbit. - Ribbit, ribbit!

What does that mean in your language?

I said, say ribbit, bitch.

Ribbit.

Flag. Flag, you awake?

What happened?

You... you...

...were wrong.

What?

Killing Ilana, you were wrong.

How so?

- What...? - Mac. Listen... It wasn't.

- Mac... - Flag.

Damn it!

John, do you have the address for Professor McPherson?

- - Weasel!

How the heck are we going to get to the princess

with all these guards?

What?

- -

Nina!

Kid, I'm home.

Where are you?