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You idiots!

You'll ruin my notes. I have to record his vital signs!

No!

Look!

Of course, he's dead, the dosage was too large.

- You killed him. - No, I did not.

I gave him life.

All right, I'm gonna zap her again.

Charge up the paddles.

- Come on, let's go! Let's go! - Sorry, doctor.

Hold the compressions.

Clear!

Straight line.

All right, let's call it.

Cain.

She just needs a little more time for the drugs to circulate.

Cain, we have done everything that can be done for this woman.

She has not responded.

She's gone!

Cain, your optimism is touching, but a waste of time.

A good doctor knows when to stop.

- Dr. Harrod, just... - Take her. And take her to the morgue.

Gangway.

Mr. Cain.

Hey, Mace! I got another one for you.

They ain't locked. Doc Hill's in the autopsy room.

Thanks.

Don't know why they keep locked doors around here.

Nobody wants in. Аnd ain't nobody gettin' out.

Yup.

Full house.

Oh, I'm sorry, Dan. I didn't mean to scare you.

Oh, it wasn't too bad, Dean Halsey. I just didn't know anybody was here.

- You mean, "anybody else". - Dan, this is Herbert West.

He'll be joining you in your third year.

He was doing independent research in Switzerland with Dr. Gruber

shortly before he died. Mr. West, this is Daniel Cain.

One of Miskatonic Medical's best young hopes for the future of medicine.

- What were you researching? - Death.

Alan! We don't see you around here much any more.

Well, I was just showing our newest student, Herbert West here,

the not-so-grand tour.

This should interest you, Carl: he worked with Hans Gruber.

Uh, Mr. West?

This is our eminent brain researcher and grant machine,

Dr. Carl Hill.

I know your work, Dr. Hill. Quite well.

Your theory on the location of the will in the brain is...

interesting,

though derivative of Dr. Gruber's research in the early '70s.

So derivative, in fact, that in Europe it's considered plagiarized.

And your support of the 12-minute limit on the life of the brain stem after death...

Six to 12 minutes, Mr. uh...

West. Herbert West.

Frankly, Dr. uh...

Hill,

Your work on brain death is outdated.

Uh, Carl, while I remember,

we're having a grant committee meeting Thursday.

Megan and I would love it if you came to dinner.

Well, I'd love to, Alan. Looking forward to it.

And, uh, looking forward to

seeing you in class, Mr. West.

Dean Halsey, I don't know if this is the right time,

but I've been so busy...

No, it's the perfect time. What is it?

I wondered if you could write me a letter of recommendation for the...

Wellman Scholarship.

Oh, absolutely.

Of course. I was going to suggest you apply.

This is a very prestigious scholarship, Dan.

- It'll do good things for your career. - Thank you, sir.

Mr. West. I'll take you to Pathology.

Good.

- Hi! - Hi!

No!

No!

Oh, yes!

I'm dead.

You work too much, Dan.

I can't go to medical school if I don't work.

- Rufus! - Hi, Rufus!

- Hi! Hey, kitty! - Hey, Rufus, where have you been, boy?

Yeah, usually you're always bothering us.

He likes his new home.

Lots of new corners and closets to hide in.

I didn't see him all day yesterday.

Get out of here, come on.

It's a nice place, Dan. I really like it.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

So why don't you move in with me?

Please, don't start. You know I can't.

You know,

it's all right for two people who love each other to live together.

Yeah, I know. But not me.

And especially not with one of Daddy's students, okay?

I'm not sure, but I think that violates my civil rights.

You'll find a roommate.

I'd better.

I can't afford this place for myself.

Know any eligible nurses?

That's not fair.

Don't!

You've got a beautiful body.

- You do. - Yeah?

I'm not sure that's a compliment...

coming from someone who spends most of his time with cadavers!

Hey, dead bodies, as cadavers, aren't beautiful.

Besides, you know, they just don't jump when you tickle them!

Dan, don't, I hate that!

Stop! Don't! Don't tickle me!

- Stop! - Okay.

- Oh, Mr. Rufus. Thanks a lot. - I have to go.

Stay.

- Daddy knows I'm here. - I don't care what Dean Halsey knows.

Well, you should, for his sake, mine and yours...

I want you again.

- Now. - Be reasonable.

If I didn't come home one night...

just one night...

What would he do?

Expel me?

He has too much integrity of that.

He likes you, you know?

And I like him.

- He's out of touch with the times. - It's just the way he is.

The world's last living Puritan.

I really hate it.

I love you.

Marry me.

Dan...

It's the perfect solution. It solves all our problems.

Solving your rent problems is hardly a firm basis for a marriage.

Besides, Daddy wouldn't allow it.

What does he want me to do? Whatever it is, I'll do it.

Graduate.

The day that you graduate,

the minute you get your M.D., I'll marry you,

and I'll help you, and I'll be with you

as much as I can until then.

I promise.

Back to square one.

Well,

at least it gives me a chance to housebreak you.

Housebroken, is it?

I'm going to have to teach you a lesson, my girl.

What are you doing?

Dan!

Dan... stop, don't!

- Dan, stop it! - Come, my pretty!

Dan, I don't like that!

Don't!

There's not a jury in the world that would convict me.

- Dan, stop it! - Doctor Dan!

Dan, don't! Come on, stop!

What?

Oh, shit.

Hi. Can I help you?

You're, uh, here about the apartment?

Yes.

Didn't we meet this morning? You're, uh...

West. Herbert West.

Herbert West. Excuse me just one sec.

- Come in. - Thank you.

- I startled you. - Yes, you did.

May I introduce my fiancee, Megan Halsey?

- Miss Halsey. - Mr. West.

I'm afraid the place is still kind of a mess, Mr. West.

Herbert.

So, you've, uh, just come from Europe?

Switzerland.

What was Dr. Gruber like? He was pretty famous.

Yes, "pretty" famous... Does this building have a basement?

Yes.

Yes.

I think this will be just fine.

I have my things outside, shall I move in now?

Look, I have to go.

I think you and Mr. West have a lot to discuss before you decide anything.

Oh, I've decided.

- Well, I'd like... - You know, you'll never even know that I'm here.

- Dan, I... - Except, of course, on the first of the month.

Mr. West?

Miss Halsey?

You didn't say why you left Switzerland.

There was no more I could learn there.

Do we... have a deal?

Done.

Done.

You make the incision at the base of the skull...

cutting away enough of the faschia...

to get your fingers in...

and then grasping firmly with both hands,

you pull the skin forward over the head,

very much like peeling a large orange.

Once the skull is plainly visible,

you take the bone saw...

and you cut around the perimeter.

And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen,

the human brain.

Once the brain stem of an individual,

I'm talking about the reticular activating system,

heart regulation, respiratory center.

Once these activities cease,

the brain can only survive an additional six to 12 minutes.

Six to 12 minutes.

Until...

brain death brings about an irreversible conclusion.

We all want to retain our personalities in some idyllic afterlife.

We all pray for some miracle,

some drug,

potion, pill.

Perhaps, though...

it takes something else.

Perhaps it takes desire, an obsessive desire.

Perhaps it ta...

We will discuss the location of the will in the brain structure

at another time.

Mr. West!

I suggest you get yourself a pen!

Class dismissed.

How can you teach such drivel?

These people are here to learn and you're closing their minds before they even have a chance!

What are you here for, Mr. West?

You know, you should have stolen more of Gruber's ideas,

- then at least you'd have ideas! - Mr. West!

It is going to be a pleasure to fail you.

I would like to propose a toast

to the National Science Foundation

for recognizing the genius of Dr. Carl Hill.

And for awarding Miskatonic Medical School

its largest grant ever.

Your new laser drill is going to revolutionize neurosurgery.

To the foundation.

And to Miskatonic.

It's all right, sweetheart, you can drink up. We're celebrating.

I know, Daddy, but I have to go soon.

After preparing such a feast?

- You must be tired. - I have a study date.

- With Daniel? - Yeah.

Daniel Cain?

Herbert West has moved in with him, hasn't he?

For the time being.

Oh, that must be him. Excuse me.

So, your daughter is seeing Cain, eh?

You think that's wise, Alan?

- Dan! - Hello, sir.

Dr. Hill.

Would you join us for a glass of wine?

- Actually, we have some work to do. - Why don't you study here?

Well, I've her home soon, don't worry.

Well then,

one last toast, hmm?

To Megan...

my esteemed colleague's

capable, beautiful, loving daughter.

The obsession of all who fall under her spell.

- I'll drink to that. - Here, here.

Are you sure you won't stay with us?

We promise not to be boring.

And you look tired, my dear.

Very tired.

No. That's okay.

You two have a good time.

- Bye, Daddy. - And don't be too late.

I'll see you soon. Dr. Hill.

- Thanks again. - Bye.

How about some Brandy?

Your daughter has grown into an enchanting woman.

Oh yeah, she has.

Since Mary Ann died,

she taking care of the house, the cooking... and me.

It'll be a shame when she leaves.

She deserves the best, Alan.

Someone clearly superior.

Oh, give the boy a chance.

He's a very good scholar.

He needs our help, Carl.

He deservers that Wellman Scholarship.

Uh, I don't know, Alan. Perhaps.

But I can't help wondering:

is he morally fit to be a doctor?

What do you mean?

Well, as you said,

he is a clever young man.

He knows full well he's dating the Dean's daughter.

He could be using her to gain an advantage with you.

I suspected the same thing at beginning.

He is proven himself to be a perfect gentleman.

Oh, of course.

But after he gets the scholarship?

He won't need her then.

I don't believe that.

I trust him. Meg trusts him.

Meg has matured a great deal on a past few years.

But she's still young and impressionable.

And now, Cain is rooming with that West character.

West is a strange bird, I grant you that.

He's a cancer, Alan.

His intelligence highly questionable.

He's a disrespectful,

tells lies about the staff.

I think he's deranged.

Dangerous.

- Dangerous? - Yes, Alan.

And Cain is with him, all the time. And with your daughter.

Cain is dangerous.

Is dangerous...

To the school...

and your daughter.

Your beautiful, young, loving daughter.

Dangerous...

To my daughter...

What is it?

It's nothing.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

He's not here, you know.

He's still on his shift at the hospital.

- It's not West. - No?

You know, ever since he moved in, you come over less and less,

and when you do, you're a case of repressed hysteria.

I'm sorry, Danny, but he makes my skin crawl.

Well, he's just one of your typical geniuses.

He's, uh... he's very intelligent, he's very private.

He doesn't quite act like other people.

But he's been no trouble, really.

Yeah...

No, Dan.

No.

Please!

- Okay, what is it? - I don't know.

Look, it's not you, really.

- It's... it's just a lot of little things. - Like what?

Well, West is always in his room with the door closed.

I mean, do you ever see him? Does he ever eat?

I told you, he's a little cracked.

He bothers you, too.

No, don't be ridiculous.

Rufus is terrified of him. When West comes in, he runs and hides.

Rufus runs and hides all the time, it's standard cat activity.

Yes, but not when we're together, then he's all over us trying to get your attention and...

Where is he?

- I haven't seen him since we got here. - It's okay, he's around here.

I haven't even heard him.

Usually he at least knocks something over when I'm here.

Rufus!

Come on, you fat cat.

Here, kitty!

Rufus.

Come on now, you mad animal.

Don't you try to hide from me.

I know all of your tricks.

Rufus?

Where are you, boy? Here, kitty.

Here, kitty!

Here, kitty.

Rufus. Hey, boy!

Hey, boy.

Rufus, are you in here?

Here, boy.

Here, kitty.

Oh, Dan, I think it's...

What are you doing in my room?

- How dare you come in... - Dan!

What's the matter?

I thought I was renting a private room, Dan!

- Meg, what the hell are you doing in here? - Would you please leave?

- Now! - Easy, Herbert!

- Come on, Meg. - In the fridge...

What?

I was going to show you.

Shut up.

What happened?

It was dead when I found it.

You killed him.

He hated you!

- Meg! - It suffocated.

It knocked the garbage over and it got its head stuck in a jar.

You weren't home, so I put it in there.

I certainly didn't think you'd want to find it like that. I didn't want to stink the place up.

I was going to show you.

You couldn't call, or write a note?

I was busy pushing bodies around, as you well know.

And what would a note say, Dan? "Cat dead, details later"?

- I knew you were fond of it. - You killed him.

I know you did. He killed him!

- Besides, I do not like people in my room. - All right, that's enough.

I think you both better leave, now.

- What the hell is this? - That is none of your business.

- Yeah, I think it is my business! - Just as it is none of my business

that you're sleeping with Dean Halsey's daughter.

You know, I would not want to see a fellow student, especially one as promising as yourself,

be thrown out of school, out of the profession...

on moral ground.

- I think Dr. Halsey just might understand. - Oh, do you?

Well, you may well be right.

Are you sure you want to find out?

Dan! Dan, he's right!

It's your life. Your know how Daddy is.

He could kill your scholarship.

Dear deluded little Daddy.

So much he doesn't know. Isn't it?

Come on, Dan, let's get out of here.

Dan...

Garbage to garbage.

I want him out of here tonight!

No, Dan. We need more on him.

I'll check Daddy's files.

Herbert?

You hear that sound?

West!

West, what is that?

Quiet! Creature!

Get in!

Cain!

Get out of here!

Get it off of me!

- What the hell is it? - Later!

Shit!

There he is!

Don't move.

Look out!

There it goes under the stairs, it's under the stairs!

Okay, I got it.

I got it.

How...

Look out!

- I can't seem to focus. - It's really quite simple.

All life is a physical and chemical process, correct?

It stands to reason then that if one could obtain extremely fresh specimens

and recharge that chemical process - bang, we have a reanimation.

- The theory is not new, West. - But my reagent is.

Read.

"With various animating solutions I have killed and brought to animated life

a number of rabbits, guinea pigs,

cats and dogs."

I've broken the six to 12 minute barrier.

I've conquered brain death.

"With the higher animals, and the consequent increased strength of solution,

reaction has become more violent

and my research has become more difficult."

Which is why I need you to help me.

- Help you? - You're the perfect person to assist me.

You're hard-working, bright, people respect you

and you have access to certain authorities.

We can defeat death!

We can achieve every doctor's dream!

You'll be famous.

A live lifetimes.

You haven't done this on people?

I've done all I can here. I'll need new lab space.

You will help me.

- No! - Why? Because it's "mad"?

No, because I don't believe you.

How can you say that? You've seen the results.

No. Rufus wasn't dead to begin with.

You drugged him to reduce his vital signs.

You lowered his body temperature. He couldn't have been dead.

Do you agree that it's dead now?

Do you agree that it's dead now?

West, no!

- West, stop! - I'll show you.

Then you'll help me.

- No! - Yes, you will.

That is why I brought the infernal beast back to life in the first place.

- In the brain? - Of course.

Don't expect it to tango, it has a broken back.

God!

Why does it make that noise?

Birth is always painful.

It was dead!

Twice.

- Oh, it's him! - Meg, baby, what are you doing here?

- It's Rufus! How did... - Come on, let's go upstairs.

Oh, my god!

Goddess, it's morning already!

Dan, what happened?

It was an incredible, I mean, it was an incredible experiment!

Herbert West has overcome physical death.

West? Dan, that's why I came!

I tried to call but no one answered.

I was so worried. As soon as I could get out, I came.

I went throught Daddy's files last night.

When West's professor, Dr. Gruber in Switzerland, died

and for hours afterwards West...

did things to the body.

The police had to tear him away.

He was in psychiatric observation for months.

I tried to save him. Now you'll tell Halsey?

Damn right we'll tell him! And you'll be out of here so fast you head will spin!

No, let me talk to your father.

I'll tell him.

Dan. I think we should have little talk.

Yes, sir.

You think it's wise, doing what you're doing?

What?

Dating the dean's daughter.

Sir, I have something very important I need to discuss with you.

Yes, I've been expecting that. It's the scholarship, right?

Herbert West has effected re-animation in dead animal tissue.

Mr. Cain,

- I'm surprised. - No, I've seen it.

He brought back a dead animal, a cat, back to life.

I hadn't expected such nonsense from you, Mr. Cain,

but I should have guessed it when you took up with Mr. West.

I know he's unstable,

but I've seen the results, and so has your daughter.

What have you been doing with my daughter?

She walked into an experiment.

You've involved Megan in your insanity?

I never intended to involve her.

Tomorrow morning, you will submit to me a written apology for this entire affair.

These experiments were clearly beyond the scope of your legitimate studies.

They've obviously interfered with your ability to do your class work.

If any equipment

from the hospital or from the laboratories of Miskatonic University

were involved in any of this unauthorized activity,

criminal charges may be pressed.

You will, in any case, have your student loan rescinded.

My loan?

I won't be able to continue school.

As for Mr. West, he needs submit no apology.

You may tell him that he may continue with his research

without the impediment of an education.

As of now, he is no longer a student of this university.

Sir, can we please just discuss this?

I think you're being blinded by your emotions.

That will be all, Mr. Cain.

Don't take this out on Meg.

She tried to stop me.

I said that will be all.

I'll talk to him.

- It won't do any good. - He listens to me.

- I've got to talk to West. - You've got to avoid him!

Daddy's angry now, but he'll listen to me.

He likes you, he always has.

But you've got to separate yourself from West.

Meg!

Don't you understand what he's done?

What we could do?

What about what we could do?

I love you.

I love you too.

Then I accept.

What?

I accept your proposal.

- Let's get married. - Your father...

It's perfect! Don't you see?

Daddy will have to come around eventually.

And West won't have anything to hold over us.

And we'll be together!

- Okay, I just have to talk to West. - No! Dan, don't!

I'll get a job 'til this blows over.

You keep your job driving. Daddy will see that we're serious.

Yes.

Daddy will see that we're serious.

You still don't believe what you saw this morning,

- do you, Miss Halsey? - Dan, come with me.

West, we've been thrown out of school. He threatened to call the police.

Oh, yes?

Curious, didn't seem such a fool.

He must have been talking to Hill.

You're right. He was different.

- He was angry from the start. - He'll ruin you.

He doesn't care about anything except his own crazy ideas.

- Can't you see that? - Meg! He's right. Your father's wrong.

- Okay now, what do we do now? - We prove it to him.

- Danny, listen to me! - It's the only way, Danny.

I'll tell Daddy that your plan to go on with the experiments.

- I'll tell him. - Please do. Tell Dr. Hill, too.

Dan, please! Please, come with me!

He's maniac. He may be a murderer!

- You're in danger! - Meg!

We can save millions of lives.

Oh yes, we can save everyone's life.

Okay, we'll need a lab animal.

I'm going to tell Daddy. He'll stop you.

For your own good, Dan. He'll stop you.

No, he'll never accept an animal subject.

He claim it's some sort of artificial stimulus response.

There's only one kind of proof that he'll accept, that he'll have to accept.

No, Herbert, we can't do that.

Oh yes, we can.

- Boy, they keep on a comin', don't they? - Oh, yeah.

You ain't got my lunch under there, have you?

Yeah, one meatball run over by a semi.

I lost my appetite. You gonna be around for a while?

I might go catch me some coffee.

- Take your time. - You got it.

- Meatball? - Just put your shoes on.

- Oh, damn, if we get caught... - Oh, well, what will they do?

Embalm us?

Let's go.

"Burn victim".

Here's your meatball.

"Shotgun wound to the head".

No.

Oh, god, he's rotten.

"Malpractice".

Shit.

Let's go, we're not going to find anything.

Wait!

Yes, I think you.

How long?

He arrived early this evening.

John Doe, apparently just dropped dead.

No record of any damage. It's almost perfect.

- Why "almost"? - Could be heart damage.

- Then let's just find another one. - No! We do not have time!

All we need tonight is a specific, conscious reaction.

He's been dead for hours.

Any evidence of re-animated consciousness will justify proceeding.

Start the recorder.

Start the damn recorder!

Make the entry.

October...

Tenth.

Subject: Male.

Age?

Age: early twenties.

- Physical condition? - No deformities.

Appears to have been in excellent physical condition.

Apparent cause of death...

...um, what?

Heart failure.

Heart, uh, failure.

Time: 10:33 PM.

10:33 PM.

15 cc's.

15 cc's of reagent being administered.

- He loves me, we're getting married. - He's mad!

I've seen this happen to medical students before.

Good ones!

Dr. Harrod, is Mr. Cain loose in this hospital?

In the morgue, I think, doctor.

I specifically told Dr. Riley to suspend him,

and to take him off the floor if he reported to work!

Dr. Riley's been in emergency surgery for four hours.

I haven't seen him.

Time elapsed?

15 seconds.

Something should have happened by now.

It's not working.

Let's get out of here!

Obviously, the human dosage factor is unknown.

Increasing the dosage, 20 cc's of reagent.

- Herbert, let's go! - No!

Damn!

Page Mr. Cain and have him report to Level L security desk.

And make sure that she stays right here.

You can't stop me! I followed you here,

and I'm gonna follow you until you listen to me! I love him!

You're my daughter, and you'll do as you're told!

Sit down, Miss Halsey.

Mr. Cain will be up soon, you can discuss it then.

Don't blame him, Daddy!

We failed.

Come on, let's go! I mean, someone could be coming any minute!

He failed! Not I!

Mr. Cain, Mr. Daniel Cain,

please report to the security desk, Level L.

Oh, god.

Cover him up. Let's go.

- Let's go! - All right!

Grab him!

Stop!

It listened to me!

Cain!

Cain, open up this door!

Help!

Get help!

Is West in there with you?

You're in a lot of trouble, both of you!

No!

Let go!

Stop!

For god's sakes, stop!

Dan.

Look out.

Come on.

Find the recorder.

Herbert... no!

Did you see him react? He listened to me.

It made a conscious act.

He heard you as an animal would.

- Herbert, no, you can't be serious! - Hell, you may be right.

It'd probably been dead too long. It wasn't fresh enough!

We probably only revived the senses and the instincts.

So, come on! Help me get him up.

- Is he dead? - Of course.

Will you give me a hand here?

Now, he interrupted an important experiment in progress.

Granted, it was an accident.

But this is the freshest body that we could come across save of killing one ourselves,

and every moment that we spend talking about it costs us results!

Now will you give me a hand?

Dan,

we can bring him back to life.

Yes.

Okay.

Now,

get the recorder.

Find my serum.

This is a dream.

Fiction.

Here. Do his other hand.

Oh, good.

Unbreakable plastic.

One of man's few durable inventions.

Certainly more durable than this.

We need you in the crash room.

Coming.

12 cc's being administered.

The dosage lessened in accordance to the freshness of the subject.

5 seconds.

5 seconds.

Come on.

I'll show you.

15 seconds. I'll show you!

17 seconds. Re-animation at 17 seconds!

The eyes opened! Doctor? Dr. Halsey,

you once did me a favor by letting me into your medical school.

Doctor, welcome back to life.

Daddy?

Dan?

Damn the bitch.

Megan...

Meg?

Dan!

What is it? Are you all right?

Dan, he's trying to speak. The recorder!

No!

Daddy!

- Daddy, no! - No! No, Meg, don't go near him!

What the hell happened here? Dan, you all right?

Who's that?

That is Dean Halsey, sir.

You see, I came down here to visit Mr. Cain,

who was here working

and Halsey entered

and started ranting at us, rather irrationally.

No!

He was just angry!

Daddy! What happened?

- Who's that over there? - Uh, just a corpse.

You see, Halsey came in, grabbed that thing, and, well, went crazy.

Dean Halsey?

- Arrest them! - I'm calling the police!

Oh, Daddy!

Shock.

Don't worry.

Eat that. We have work to do.

First of all, there are few decisions we have to make.

Unfortunately the police accepted the explanation that Halsey went mad.

Well, what else could they believed? The truth?

That he died and came back?

We did it, Dan!

Did you see him react to his daughter?

He recognized her. He know who she was. And he know what had happened to him.

Conscious thought!

So...

So, we can stay here in school, if we want.

It's up to us, Dan, what's our next move...

When we show the world...

Dan...

The hypo...

- God, Herbert. You're actually... - No!

It's just a weak solution,

so I don't have to sleep. Just to keep the brain sharp.

- No! - Yes! I need it!

Please!

- How much? - 5 cc's.

Ah, give it to me!

Please...

Now,

we must make our planes.

Daddy.

He can't hear you, or see you. That's a one-way mirror.

What is wrong with him, Doctor?

Will he ever be...

Until we know exactly what happened to him,

there's no way to determine his course of recovery.

That's why I need you to sign a release, so that I can perform exploratory surgery on him.

Is that absolutely necessary, Dr. Hill?

I know how difficult this must be for you,

but I'm convinced

that your father's problem is neurological.

Of course, we'll take every precaution.

You must trust me.

I want to take a look at the right frontal lobe.

- I'll open the skull here... - I don't want to know.

Just help him.

Please, doctor.

Please, let me talk to him.

No.

I must insist you leave his treatment up to me.

And I insist you call me Carl.

I want you to think of me as someone you can come to with your problems.

Or if you're ever lonely.

I know you're all by yourself now.

I'm going to take care of him, doctor,

and I'm going to find out what happened to him.

First and second lumbar vertebrae are crushed.

Dorsal ganglia is torn.

Inferior cervical ganglion is torn.

The neck is broken!

Dean Halsey is clearly dead.

The patient's brainwave is erratic,

disconnected

I've never seen anything like that!

The patient, though apparently dead,

must be made docile

so he can be studied more closely.

What are you doing here?

I've been waiting for you.

I have to tell you.

What did you do to him?

What did you and West do to him to make him like that?

It was... it was horrible.

I didn't...

- We didn't... - What did you do to him?

He's not insane.

He's dead.

No.

No!

You're insane! You're insane!

- No! - You know it's true, Meg.

- You know it's true. - No!

Daddy.

Daddy.

I'll tell you, Meg.

Everything.

Good evening, Mr. West.

What do you want?

I want to know why Halsey's heart fibrillated.

- I don't have to talk to you. - Why his pulse is erratic.

I've told everything I know to the police.

- Why he cries out in pain. - You can leave now, doctor.

When we both know he is quite dead.

Interesting little laboratory you have here.

Ah, Mr. West,

I recognize this.

What do you want?

Yes, we are both scientists.

Let us get to the point.

I want your discovery.

Whatever it is that gives the dead the appearance of life.

Oh, it is not the appearance of life, it is life.

This is not magic, as you say, I am a scientist.

I'll have you locked up for a madman...

...or a murderer.

You will do...

what I tell you to do.

Yes, doctor.

I want to see your notes.

Ingenious, Mr. West.

Your extension of that old fool Gruber's work is really quite...

brilliant.

You will be my assistant.

We will work very closely together.

And in a year or so,

I will reveal to an astonished world

my new serum.

They will retire the Nobel Prize in my name.

And you, as my assistant, will be famous.

That leaves only Cain.

He will disappear.

Yes.

I think West believes we'll really get away with it.

And I don't think that at all.

I think he's only excited about experiment.

We tried to save him.

West killed the...

the thing.

The corpse.

West killed the corpse.

See how it sound?

I'll go to the police, but I got to get proof.

I'll turn myself in, but I got to see your father first.

He's dead.

I have to prove it.

- Has Dr. Hill examined your father? - Yes.

He wanted to do exploratory surgery on him.

Shit.

Then he'll find out.

Eventually he'll find out.

Let us see my new serum at work.

Dead cat tissue.

Reagent.

Magnificent!

Yes, Mr. West,

I will be famous!

Laid to rest.

Yes.

Parts.

I've never done whole...

parts.

W-w-w-w-essssss-t!

Yes, doctor.

It's Herbert West.

What are you thinking?

How do you feel?

Y-y-youuuuu...

"You."

Bbb-aaa-ss-tarr-d!

Dan!

Oh my god, what has Hill done to him?

Looks like a laser drill.

Your father's been lobotomized.

That's it.

My work!

My work!

- What's going on? - My work is gone.

It's all gone.

He took my serum! Except for what I have upstairs.

Who?

- What happened here? - Hill.

Hill took my serum! My notes! Everything.

Herbert, you're insane! Now, what happened here?

I had to kill him!

What?

He's dead?

Not any more.

No, Herbert, this has gotta stop!

Look, he tried to blackmail me, Dan. And he wanted you to disappear!

Oh, that's why he did it to Halsey.

- What? You've seen Halsey? - He lobotomized him.

So he could control him in case he ever tried to talk or tell somebody what happened.

So he could protect his discovery.

- Yes. - Very clever.

- I gotta tell Meg. - What does Meg have to do with this?

Hill's got this weird file on her, it's full of napkins and hair and photographs.

I think he's projected some sort of psychotic need onto her.

You're sick! You're as sick as he is!

Oh, I don't think so.

- So what do we do now? - Well,

we're the only who know the truth. Yes?

So, he'll have to come to us.

You mean after us.

Yes...

Are you sure he's coming?

Yes.

Because if what you told me is true, he can hardly just walk down the street.

Perhaps not him, but somebody, something, will.

- And we're just sitting here. - I told you, I have a plan.

I bet you do.

- So do I. - Open up, Dan. He spoke words.

The speech pattern, the muscle control...

You just wait 'til you see him. You wait.

Alan...

I still don't understand why he'd come here.

Because he wants the credit.

Both of him.

Don't you understand?

We stand between him and his obsessive desire.

Besides, he hates me.

He's jealous.

Meg! Oh my god...

Don't you see, it's not us he wants. It's her!

I got to over here!

- Is that you, Dr. Hill? - Of course it's me!

Break time.

That's... better.

Meg?

- Meg! - Dan?

Dan...

- I was so afraid. - What is it?

What's the matter?

I don't know.

I was just worried about you.

Why?

I just feel horrible about everything.

I guess I'm just getting paranoid.

It's just...

...so hard to lose you.

You should go away.

Transfer to another school.

Don't worry about me.

You're the one that should get away.

Go live your life.

Find somebody.

I tried to hate you.

I wanted so much to hate you.

I love you.

No! Daddy!

Dr. Halsey.

No, Daddy!

Oh, no, Daddy!

The door...

Yes, Alan...

Dan?

Come on.

Oh, well, you'll be all right.

Meg!

Oh my god.

- Where, Herbert? - He's at the hospital I imagine.

- Can you stand up? - Let's go.

Oh... Meg.

I've... always...

...admired your beauty, my dear.

I think I've always loved you.

You will love me.

You will!

Please!

Please stop!

Let me go!

That's it, my dearest Meg...

...more passion!

- Oh my god! - Yes, my love!

I must say, Dr. Hill...

I'm very disappointed in you.

You steal the secret of life and death,

and here you are trysting with the bubble-headed coed.

You're not even a second-rate scientist.

Ah... Mr. West.

I'm actually glad to see you.

It saves me the trouble of having to send for you.

You'll never get credit for my discovery.

Who's gonna believe a talking head? Get a job in a sideshow.

I wonder why an intelligent young man like yourself

should make such a foolish, fatal mistake,

of coming here to challenge me.

Oh... I have a plan.

So do I.

Let go of me!

Enough!

I will show you power, Mr. West!

My discovery,

a laser surgical drill.

It makes possible a new technique in lobotomy,

which results in total mastery of the human will.

Re-animated subjects

have proven to be the best.

They will give me power!

Undreamed of power.

Stay behind me.

Daddy, listen to me. It's Megan.

Megan!

Hill, they'll kill her!

Then I'll give her life!

Look at me!

Herbert, come on! Let's go! Come on!

Wait! I am not through here!

- Megan, no! - Let me go!

I told you, I have a theory!

Overdose!

No!

Herbert!

Look out!

Daddy!

No, Meg!

My notes!

My notes!

Let's go.

Oh, no!

Stop it! Oh, Dan!

Come on!

No!

Dan!

Meg!

My god! Megan! Take her in to number three!

Bring her this way!

Hurry, hurry, she's got nothing.

Activating.

Air on.

Dammit! Somebody give me some paste!

On three.

- Okay, everybody off. - Clear?

Clear.

Nothing.

Bringing back air.

The trachea's fractured.

- She's fixed and dilated. - No response.

Cain...

Cain.

I love you.