Dr. Walsh cut off Sean Archer's face with the laser. He peeled it off and put it in the solution. Next he did the same with Castor Troy's face. He peeled it off and placed it in the solution. Suddenly the phone rang.

"Damn it ," he said. He went to the phone. "This is Dr. Walsh. Yes ? Damn it. Alright , I'll be right there." He hung up the phone. "I'll be back in a few." He walked out of the room. The other surgeons looked around the room.

"So what do we do until he gets back ? ," one of them asked.

"I got an idea ," another said.

The assistant surgeon picked up Castor Troy's face and placed it on his face. "Now I am the terrorist Castor Troy. HA !" He started to dance around the room.

"Damn it , Paul ," the other assistant said , "That looks like fun. Let me get Agent Archer's face."

The other assistant picked up Archer's face. "Now I am Special Agent Sean Archer."

"That looks pretty good , Blake ," Paul said , "We are now arch enemies. Prepare for combat."

Paul grabbed two walking sticks. He tossed one to Blake and they started to duel.

"Prepare to die , Archer ! ," Blake stated.

Paul swung the walking stick and hit Blake in the knee. "FUCK !" Blake fell to the ground. Paul held his cane up. Blake kicked him in the balls and tackled him to the ground. "Didn't expect that did you , Archer ? Now I will finally kill you !" Blake rose his fist up and Paul kicked him off of him. He got up.

"No one defeats , Sean Archer ," Paul said.

Blake ran at him. Paul picked up a basin and threw it. The basin hit Blake in the head and fell to the floor dazed. "YES !" Paul put his foot on Blake's chest.

"Agent Sean Archer wins ag -" Blake brought his fist up and punched him in the balls.

"Fuck you , Archer ," Blake said.

He got up and kicked him in the stomach. "And now I will finish you." Blake walked over to the table and picked up a clipboard. He walked back over to Paul and noticed he was gone. He looked around. "Archer ?" Suddenly Paul sprayed him with a fire extinguisher. "Ahh ! What the fuck , Archer ?" Paul kicked him in the stomach and then punched him in the face. Blake fell back. Paul put his foot on his chest again.

"Archer wins again ," he said , "Wait. I think I hear Dr. Walsh coming back."

Blake got up. They took the faces off and put them back in the solution. The washed their faces up and Dr. Walsh walked in.

"Sorry ," Dr. Walsh said , "Alright. Let's get back to work."

END