[Walter Cranston]
“Huh… heh-heh-heh… geh… I-ng… oh God…

(Coughing)

[Walter]
It’s coming apart… I’m coming… apart…
Mary… I hope you never hear this but… I have to say something… I have speak because… my mind is the only… the only thing left of me that’s still… me.

(A long pause)

“Listen to me, Mary… stop using the plasmids. You have to-hrng!… They aren’t safe! Something’s wrong… I don’t know… if I got a bad batch or if… if they knew it would do this to me all along. Those bastards… they just sell it… they’re on every street… big bright colors… everyone come and… mutate. Evolve. Heh-heh… ha ha ha ha! Oh God…

(The sound of breaking glass in the distance, screams. The sound fades.)

[Walter]
“It started out like nothing… a stomach ache maybe, mm-maybe something more. I felt… my arm felt like it was made of putty, and my face… no…

(Coughing)

“You have to stop. Whatever ADAM is… whatever it does… it’s not safe. Did we really think we could be… gods… just by… injecting ourselves with… it. I want you to… nnraagh!

(Vomitting)

Huh… huh… Oh God is that my… heh heh… heh heh heh ha ha ha ha ha! Mm… rrnngh… ah… ah-hah… huh-huh…

(A long pause, heavy breathing and the drip of something wet)

“Mary… Mary… oh God it hurts… I… have to… find a doctor. I have to… find… some ADAM. Oh… oh yes, just a little… just enough to… take the hurt off… just a little, please… Mary, Mary…”

(Something in background groans heavily, deeply, like a rumbling humpback whale.)
[In background]
”Come on, Mr. Bubbles. Angels are waiting for us.”

[Walter]
“Mary, Mary! Don’t go Mary! Just a little ADAM! It hurts! Aaaagh!”

(Gunshots)

[Little Girl’s Voice]
“Kill him Mr. Bubbles! Kill him!”

(Loud roaring.)

(Gunshots.)

[Walter]
“N-no! No, please! I didn’t mean it! Mary! Mary! YAAAAAAAAGH!

(Drilling noise.)

(Deep groan.)

[Little Girl’s Voice]
“Angry little angel… we’ll make you feel all better…”

[Recording ends.]

(All credit goes to snakeoilsage ( http://snakeoilsage.deviantart.com/))