'Paul': You've got the third vial--you have no right to it-- Mindmistress: Excuse me? Anansi stole my ideas-- Ty: Would you have ever made these--cellborgs? Mindmistress: Not without better safeguards. 'Paul': Scared?'Paul' (Caption): Anansi wasn't. Scientist: We've made three vials holding the dormant nanites. Once freed from the vial--they'll activate. Look for cells to dominate. Anansi: It's risky. We need a test animal.

Vet: This shot isn't going to put him down, is it? Orion's old, but he-- Anansi: Not at all. This shot should perk him up--quite a bit. Vet: Steroids? Anansi: Nothing so-- conventional.'Paul' (Caption): The horse was injected with the contents of the first vial--making cellborgs of his body's defenses. The second, however, developed a small crack...through which we escaped.




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