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Arthur?

Arthur?

You look a little lost.

The depiction of the clothing didn't seem entirely accurate, Arthur. Oh, the

display's just fine, Arthur.

Is your presentation ready for tomorrow?

Yes. Well, almost. I'm still trying to gather a little more data.

Actually, my centrifuge is running right now.

Well, maybe you should go and keep an eye on it.

Good night, Arthur.

Checkmate in six, Paola.

Don't be scared.

There you go.

Don't be scared.

There you go.

Don't be afraid.

I'm about to change your life.

Shhh. Hold still.

Hold still.

There's nothing wrong with your television.

Do not attempt to adjust the picture.

We are now controlling the transmission.

We control the horizontal and the vertical. We can deluge you with a

channels or expand one single image to crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, we will control all that you see and hear.

You are about to experience the awe and mystery which reaches from the deepest

inner mind to the outer limits.

Please stand by.

What makes us human?

Is it our basic instincts or our noble aspirations?

Are we slaves to our genetics or masters of our fate?

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Basically, the question comes down to this. Can a few thousand years of

civilization undo the work of countless millennia of evolution?

I believe the answer is yes.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

In the past, humans would hunt for food and kill for mates.

The old and weak would die.

It was survival of the fittest.

But society and technology have altered that balance.

Human beings, unlike any other species, can build tools to manipulate their

environment

Today, a hunt for food is a trip to the grocery store.

Finding a mate, a visit to a singles bar.

Not for everybody.

Inflatables don't count, Jim.

With, um... With modern medicine, we now live far beyond the span that nature

intended for us.

Genetic strains which would have been extinguished in the wild...

are now passed on to the next generation, making each excessive one

dependent on the ones before, less fit to survive.

Hey, come on, pal. You've got some change.

Hey, buddy, wait up. Come on, man. I know you've got despair.

I'm sorry. I don't have any change. I don't have any change. I don't have any

change. Paper works, too, girl.

And the cops only come after you scream.

Someone get the lights, please. Arthur, continue.

We're losing our ability to compete, to rise above our surroundings and take

charge of our lives. The very traits that made human beings a successful

in the first place.

By comparing samples of primitive human DNA to those of modern Homo sapiens, I

propose that it might be possible...

to recreate those genetic sequences in modern man and trigger the attendant

behavioral changes.

We could reclaim who we once were.

In fact, I've performed several trials on rodents and so far the results have

been quite encouraging.

The collared rat is the lowest in his social hierarchy.

He is ineffective even in competing for food.

But after I injected him with genetic dominance traits, he was able to

his position.

Arthur, this is the anthropology department. If you want to play around

rats, you should have been a psychologist.

Could you tell us about your control group?

There wasn't one.

It's all in its preliminary stages.

Is that all you have?

Yes.

Well, thank you for your time.

Thank you, Dr. Zeller.

Funding decisions will be made tomorrow by 5 p .m.

That will be all.

Incoming.

Incoming.

Oh,

what's this?

More stupid rat tricks.

This DNA was extracted from a homo erectus specimen.

I'm making a genetic comparison.

To what?

To my own DNA.

Ooh, that's a good choice for baseline.

I'm sure you're not going to find a whole hell of a lot of cavemen in you.

Hey, Arthur. Hi.

You play?

Um, yeah, a little.

Me too.

Oxford's Concerto.

Bounces off the left brain, don't you think?

I really like your research presentation.

I think it's an intriguing theory.

Oh, well, thank you very much. I hope Professor Stansfield feels the same way.

Well, I'll see if I can put in a good word for you. Excuse me?

I don't think that's appropriate.

Well, neither is kissing Martin's ass every hour on the hour.

See ya.

Don't dream on Arthur.

She's way too evolved for you.

How did I know I'd find you here?

I'm sorry. I always found the recreations relaxing.

It was a rhetorical question.

Arthur, I want you to know that...

I gave your proposal every consideration.

In the end, however, I felt that our funds would be better spent on Jim

project.

Fine? Well, he was published twice last year. That's good for the department. He

published a two -part retrospective on Margaret Mead, fairy tales and ancient

history. My proposal's leading edge.

Well, that's not the issue.

Arthur, if I funded your proposal...

There would be dozens of well -respected, well -established

trying to shred your work at every opportunity.

Now, if I thought you had the guts to take them on, maybe I would have made a

different decision.

Look, you're a hell of a lot smarter than fine.

But you're not a leader, Arthur.

After only three days after the initial injection, the death subject has managed

to dominate all of the other rats and alter its social standing in the group.

With additional injections, I expect to see even more progress.

Lack of funds may prevent further research.

And we may have to postpone this experiment.

Due to... Due to...

My failings as a

man.

Due to the fact that I am the department joke.

And due to the fact that I am every bit the pathetic,

impotent weakling that everybody thinks I

am,

People, we've got a problem.

According to this, Northard and his team have found a complete Africana

skeleton. And they estimate it's at least 40 ,000 years older than ours.

not good.

Our skeleton generates a considerable amount of revenue for this department.

Not to mention the prestige.

Even if their find does predate ours, it'll take them at least two years to

it out intact.

The bones are all encased in solid limestone.

Doesn't matter.

Northard has already made a request for a sample for anatomical comparison.

Why give it to him?

What?

Northard won't be able to make any real comparisons until he actually extracts

the skeleton.

So why take the spotlight off ours any sooner than that?

This department has always maintained a policy of complete cooperation with our

peers. Oh, they'll cooperate when we have to.

But even then, who knows?

Sometimes samples get damaged.

Sometimes they even get lost in the mail.

That's not the way we do business around here, Arthur.

Well, maybe it is how we should.

Unless you're not willing to do what it takes to keep us on top.

This department is where it is because of me.

Thank you for your input.

So what is this?

The new, improved Arthur Zeller, hardcore cutthroat scientist.

Bug off.

So far, side effects appear to be negligible.

Subject is experiencing slight headaches, mild visual and auditory

hallucinations. However, subject is also exhibiting greater self -confidence and

is becoming increasingly more assertive.

Based on the current data, I expect these trends to accelerate as the

treatments continue.

right it's my lunch money man what do you got for me today not today it's okay

man it's all right it's cool

Oh, my God.

Laura, are you all right?

What the hell do you think you're doing?

I've been arguing with Professor Jacklin of material science for months now

about the penetrating power of Flynn spheres.

He's been telling me that there's no way that early man could have stopped a

woolly mammoth with one of those things. Anyway, he called me up this morning,

tells me he has some new calculations. I get fed up, tell him I'd be happy to

come down here and show him just how wrong he was.

So he's supposed to meet me here.

Apparently, you started without him.

I am so sorry.

I did not even see you come in.

There is no way that I would ever hurt you, Laura.

Getting skewered with a flint spear just wasn't on my list of things to do

today. Lord me, there is nothing I would like to do less than skewer you.

With a spear, anyway.

Excuse me?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that.

Working late, as usual.

When's it time to make the most of the left time I have left?

Look, Arthur, you can always resubmit your proposal next year.

Oh, yeah?

Why bother? It won't make any difference.

You'd already made your mind up before you even read it, if you read it.

Arthur, I know you've been under a lot of pressure.

You haven't exactly been your usual self.

On the contrary.

You know, I've never felt better.

Not that you'd care.

You're probably far too busy with Laura.

You know, she's a very beautiful woman.

If I were you, I'd keep an eye on her.

Laura told me what happened in the display hall this morning, Arthur.

Your behavior has been erratic.

The entire department is talking about you.

That scare you?

Scare me?

Arthur, I've given this a lot of thought.

I want you to go on sabbatical.

Oh, I'm not leaving my research. Your research is finished.

You need some time off.

That's unacceptable.

Well, that's the way it's going to be.

You are on sabbatical as of this minute.

I want to help you, Arthur.

But if I see you here before next semester...

You're fired.

parking lot.

Disgusting.

Hmm.

after only two injections.

The outcast, the weakling, has pushed aside the others who dominated and

humiliated him.

Beta is now Alpha.

The violence required was surprising.

Regrettable.

But this is nature's way.

For the first time in his life, the alpha seems truly alive.

The way he sees, the way he smells, everything's sharper, everything

crisper. It's as if he is sensing the world for the first

time, the way he was meant to.

And this is only the beginning.

That's him, officer.

That's him right there.

You, uh, Arthur Zeller?

Yeah. What's going on?

There was an attack on campus last night.

Professor Stansfield, he got beat up pretty bad.

You kidding me? Is he all right?

He's in intensive care.

They're not sure when he'll regain consciousness.

This guy says you did it. Yeah.

Stansfield told me after you left him for dead. What are you talking about?

That's absurd.

Mm -hmm.

Just for the record, though, where were you last night?

Around 10 .30. I was here, looking late.

Professor Stansfield stopped by to check in on me. We talked about my research,

and then he left. I went home shortly after that.

No, no, you are lying. He's lying.

Stansfield told me. I am almost certain.

So now you're almost certain? I saw someone in the... Yeah, but you didn't

recognize.

Can I see your hand, sir? Hand?

Yeah. Now, if someone beat up someone as bad as Stansfield with their bare

hands, they would have cuts.

There's all kinds of marks to show for it.

These are clean.

They're clean.

I understand.

You maybe saw something, Jim. You probably saw something.

It couldn't have been me, Jim. You know that. You know me.

I could never beat a man senseless. Almost to death.

No. No, I just... He's been under a lot of pressure lately.

Yeah, well, if any of you think of anything else that might be helpful,

a call.

Yeah, let's go.

No hard feelings, Jim.

Listen, I just want to say I'm really sorry.

I understand you are upset. You're afraid.

If you need somebody to talk to... No, it's okay.

I have to go to the hospital. Martin needs me.

Now that the Alpha has proved his fitness to lead, he feels the need

to transmit his genes to the next generation.

The female best suited for this, however, is uncooperative.

But that can be fixed.

I never really liked giving flu shots by myself.

I really appreciate you helping me out, Dr. Zeller.

You didn't have to. Not a problem.

It's like reliving my days in medical school.

I saw you talking to Dr. Find earlier.

I think he likes you.

Oh, I am. I know he likes me. He's just a little... A little what? A little too

eager?

That, my dear, is ambition.

He is moving up in the department. He's going places.

You really think so?

Well, I definitely think so.

Well done.

Hey, Arthur.

Hi.

How you doing? Good.

Did you get contacts?

No. No, I did not.

You ready for this?

Yeah. I guess.

Needle phobic?

A bit.

Don't be afraid.

I'm very good at this.

Look that way.

Close your eyes.

Think of faraway places.

That doesn't hurt.

You're all done.

Thanks. Didn't feel a thing, did you?

Good night, Dr. Zeller. Good night.

Good night.

Fine. What? I didn't do anything. What'd I do? Shut up. Shut up.

Over there.

Yep. Anytime. Ask her out. She'll say yes.

How do you know that? Because I take care of the people who work for me.

Understood? Yeah.

Okay.

How you doing?

I'm a bit tired.

Yeah? I guess, yeah.

I haven't been getting much sleep lately.

Oh, no?

No. I've been spending most of my time with Martin.

Oh, yeah.

How's he doing?

He's better.

He's out of ICU.

He's just... He's still not sure about what happened to him at night.

You okay?

You okay?

Yeah. Probably just a reaction to the flu shot.

We should go outside, get you some fresh air.

Come on. Come on.

You smell beautiful.

Thank you. I've always thought about what it would be like to be with you

this. You know, I've thought about it a lot. I've thought about you.

Arthur. I know you and Martin are together, but that can change. I think

should change. It's none of your business. I feel so weird.

This isn't right. I shouldn't be here.

Yes, you should.

This is exactly where you should be.

Trust your instincts, Laura. Follow your instincts.

People can change.

I've changed.

Not like I was before.

I'm sorry, Arthur. I don't feel well.

Can you take me home?

Of course.

Of course I can take you home.

This isn't where I live. It's okay. It's my place. It's closer.

Come here. You need to sit down.

There you go.

There you go.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

Please help me, Lauren.

What happened to you? You look like you turned into something.

Dreaming.

Gene therapy.

What's it supposed to go this far?

You took the therapy on yourself?

Why?

Because I have nothing.

Because my life is nothing.

Because all my life, I've been weak.

All my life, I've been afraid.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry I hurt you.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry, Mom.

I'm sorry.

Arthur, your cerebral cortex is shrinking.

You're also showing significant bone growth and skeletal anomalies.

That's bad.

Arthur, your treatment has changed your body.

And when you get mad or excited, those changes seem to accelerate.

But I feel better than I ever did before.

I'm unlocking my potential.

Try to understand.

An area of your brain, the most primitive part of your mind, is growing.

And your body is devolving. It's becoming less human. But I am better

ever was before. I am stronger.

People like me now.

You like me now.

Arthur, I liked you the way you were.

Your treatment might have made you stronger, but it hasn't made you any

Stronger is better.

I know you think that.

But the same things you think you lack, aggression and dominance, those things

can hold you back as much as they can help you.

If you really want to change, you can, but you don't need a genetic treatment

do it. But I do need it.

We need to find a way to counteract what your treatment has already done.

I think we can do it, but only if you help me.

You're going to have to give me whatever treatments you have left.

You're still afraid of me, aren't you?

A little. Then why are you wasting your time?

The world has enough animals in it already.

If it had more people like you, it would be a better place.

Meet me at the lab tonight.

Ten o 'clock, okay? We'll have the place to ourselves.

Let's try to get some rest.

No! No!

Arthur, where were you? I was worried.

Physical changes are happening.

Even without the injections.

They're not going away.

Here, take these.

What are these? Those are my videotapes. Don't look at them now.

Watch them later, just in case.

Come on. We have a lot of work to do.

That'll work for a few milliliters.

This retrovirus should reverse the effects of your genetic treatment.

You ready?

Bring it back.

No!

Souvenir. Are you all right?

How do you feel?

Almost like I used to.

That's not a bad thing.

You have to start believing in yourself.

You didn't believe in me until after I took my treatments.

You believed in who I became.

That's not true. Yes, it is. That's why I had to make you.

Make me what?

Arthur, what did you make me?

I made you part of my experiment.

The day that we went for a walk, you said that you didn't feel like yourself.

Well, that's because you weren't yourself.

The vial of submissiveness traits?

The flu shot?

You injected me with your treatment? I'm sorry. It was the only way I thought I

could get you to care for me.

And you wait until now?

I'm sorry. I'm

sorry.

I'm

sorry.

I'm sorry, you can't help me!

You can't help me! I'm an animal!

You can't help me!

Unit 12, we've been getting reports about some nutjob near Life Sciences.

Could be that maniac that beat up Stansfield. Check it out.

I'm on it.

Arthur?

Arthur?

Oh, my God.

Arthur, we have to get you back to the lab. No. Back to your books and music

science.

No.

I don't want to go back.

I'm too hard.

I don't want to think anymore.

I just want to feel.

You to be with me.

You to be like me.

It feels good.

Arthur, let me help you.

Be with me.

It is not too late to reverse this. Be like me. I promise you.

You don't need to do this. You never needed to.

I need you.

That's it.

Come back.

Come back to this world.

Yes.

No.

No. Come on.

No. Come on.

No.

No. Hey, you, you, you.

Whatever you have in your hand, you drop it right now.

I don't want to. Hey, turn around.

No. No. Drop it now or I'll shoot.

No.

Perhaps we can never fully escape the animals we once were.

But with our minds and our hearts, we can always fight to remain

human.