Boulevard of Broken Genes - Tom Smith

DR. MALLEVO

Look there! A Hero! How could one escape?

SIR WILFRED

Mm. Spandex suit, standard mask, no wings or cape.

DR. MALLEVO

You haven't answered my question! You swore

That the heroes were gone!

SIR WILFRED

Fine! We've got one more.

DR. MALLEVO

But the Sinister Sixty are vanished as well,

And I don't think you'll summon them back out of Hell.

SIR WILFRED

Impatience is no virtue!

DR. MALLEVO

Neither is pride!

Our stronghold is breached -- there's a hero inside!

SIR WILFRED

Not for long.

You think that those robots were all that I had?

The prototype mechanoid will stop this lad.

All we need to do is key his DNA,

And we'll blow the last hero on Earth away.

HENCHMAN

Sir, something is wrong -- the genetic scan

Has registered him as an ordinary man.

No powers, no magic, no alien tech,

There's nothing about him to program the mech.

SIR WILFRED

Well, what about gadgets? A pendant or ring,

A utility belt, there must be something.

HENCHMAN

Sir, he hasn't so much as a pen or a watch.

DR. MALLEVO

Well, find something! Or the whole plan will be scotched!

PROF. CARSTAIRS

We could always shoot him.

MAD SCIENTISTS

Carstairs, you're mad!

I abhor gunplay -- it always goes bad!

And what if he's bulletproof? or absorbs lead?

SIR WILFRED

If you'll calm yourselves, gentlemen... we'll make him dead.

He has no such powers -- we'd've known when we scanned.

I think we can lock on his adrenal gland,

And once we have programmed the Kill-O-Tron mech,

We can watch and enjoy as it wrings this fool's neck.