 And again, the well-dressed man who steps from a limousine at the entrance of the government building is a product of the new. But the thing that awaits him is as old as terror itself. Call for me here at three, Rinaldo. Good morning, Your Excellency. Oh, good morning, Dr. Weimar. Lovely day, isn't it? Yes, it is. Perfect day. Tell me, sir, have you... Look out, Your Excellency. Zombie? No.