Bride of Re-Animator

West!

You bastard.

You did this to me.

But you'll not escape me.

Not this time!

- Take this.

- It'll burst an artery.

If we don't remove this now, he's

going to go into cardiac arrest.

I assure you.

Be ready to clamp.

- If it doesn't hold...

- We have no choice, Dan.

Now!

Jesus Christ!

It didn't hold!

But his central nervous system

is still intact.

He might still prove to be useful.

More useful than he'd be otherwise.

We have to retreat!

The frontlines have weakened.

- God damnit, Herbert! What are you doing?

- You know very well what I'm doing, Dan.

- Don't you ever stop?

- We may never again have access

- to this volume of fresh subjects.

- Fascinating, there's somebody here.

- What do you want? Get away from those!

- What are you doing back here?

- Leave.

- Put that thing away!

This is too dangerous

for all of us.

Where are you going?

We've got lots of work to do here.

Come on!

Jesus Christ!

- She's right!

- She's wrong.

- No!

- Listen, we are close, Dan.

Reticular consciousness

is not just in the brain.

We know that, yes?

We've gone beyond that.

Look at this.

These reptiles are the key, Dan.

Yes.

You just still don't

understand, do you?

This is no longer about

just reanimating the dead.

We will create new life.

Hang on!

Francesca?

Get out of here!

Come on! Let's go!

- Let's go.

- My notes.

- Leave them!

- Wait!

- Forget it!

- We'll need this back home.

Come on!

Dan?

Dan?

Well, you're going to be all right.

We've got to get out.

Come on.

Come on.

Let's go home.

Morning, Gloria.

How's the star patient?

Hello, Doctor.

You look great. I see you

even put on some makeup.

Don't tease me.

It's just that...

My head is about the only

part of me that's not sick.

- Excuse me.

- This is Dr. West.

He'll be coordinating with

pathology about your biopsy.

You're right.

That part of you is quite well.

I'm scared.

Don't worry.

The surgery is routine.

I'll be taking

real good care of you.

She's not an experiment.

- She's terminal.

- She's a patient!

- She could be of use to us, Dan.

- Not us. You.

- I'm a doctor.

- Who will be a scientist.

Yes?

Lieutenant Leslie Chapham,

Arkham Police Department.

- Leslie?

- Lieutenant.

Well, how may I help you,

Lieutenant?

I understand that you are in charge of the

remains from the night of the massacre?

Yes, but it's my understanding

that the case is closed.

Not to me.

It showed up in a carnival

sideshow just outside of Arkham.

Dr. Hill?

Remarkably well preserved, considering

the massacre was eight months ago.

All the specimens from that night

exhibit the same qualities.

Yes, as you see, the skull

is fractured right there.

Didn't you know it was missing?

You know,

I could fix that.

Where do you keep

the rest of the remains?

The specimens from that night

have shown almost

no signs of deterioration.

This not only holds true

for the gross anatomy,

but the individual cells

in each specimen

display a lack of decay.

Are you saying

that they're not quite dead?

What's dead is dead, Lieutenant.

I should know.

It's my field.

What's this?

That's something

Dr. Hill was working on.

I haven't been able to identify it.

Yet.

I was planning on doing that first thing

in the morning, as a matter of fact.

Is this all of it?

- Except for fragments and debris.

- What happened to that?

Why, we burned them, of course.

Suicide.

Would-be ballet dancer

didn't have the stuff,

cut off her feet and bled to death.

Where are her feet?

Her feet?

Why... they're missing.

A lot of stuff's been missing

from around here lately, Holmes.

Body parts?

Really, Lieutenant?

Who would want to steal body parts?

Yes!

How did you get back here?

Well...

well, well.

What do you think of the location of

the will in the brain now, Dr. Hill?

I'm sorry, what was that?

Actually, you've been

quite useful to me.

You helped me prove that consciousness

resides in every part of the body.

You had such pretensions of

grandeur, you pompous plagiarist.

But look at you now.

You're nothing but a dead-head.

A no-body.

Did that police officer find you?

Police?

Yes, he came by while

you were in surgery.

You're gonna be all right.

Gloria.

Herbert!

Herbert?

Dan!

Look at this!

We practically share a wall with

the Avril's crypt in the cemetery.

Yes, that's a 150 years of decay.

Oh, well.

Dust to dust.

- What happened to our cadaver?

- I was finished with it.

Would you help me

with this, please?

Security.

From what?

- Herbert, I've got something to tell you.

- Really?

I have something to show you.

Look at that, Dan.

And no tissue damage.

It simulates a heart attack.

And it leaves virtually no trace.

That's real useful if you

want to murder someone.

It is very useful...

in obtaining...

the freshest animal specimens.

Right here.

The amniotic fluid

of the Cuzco iguana.

Did you know that this reptile has

not changed significantly in over...

a hundred million years.

Herbert, I know this is important.

Now...

we extract

the amniotic fluid from the sac.

With that, we add the

muscle proteins of

myosin, actin and...

Tropomyosin.

Good.

And then...

Our reagent.

Pure potentiality.

The primordial ooze

from which life originates.

Dr. Hill...

Dr. Hill gave me this idea.

I'm moving out.

What?

I'm moving out.

Dan!

You can't turn back now.

This...

This is the key to creating life!

Parts! Reanimated parts!

We're trying to save

whole people, not parts.

Exactly, and what are people, Dan, over

and above a collection of living parts?

We can create...

new life.

This morbid doodling

with human body parts.

Is this what it's all about? Is this

what all our great work has led to?

- Exactly what are you insinuating?

- This is your madness!

It had nothing to do with me.

I'm out!

I didn't see you rejecting my work

when Meg was lying there dead!

- Where were your great ideals then?

- Don't you...

Daniel?

What was it about

Meg that you loved?

Meg's heart.

Help me...

to continue the work.

We can create a new life.

Starting...

with Meg's heart.

Yes.

Now, Dan.

You're going to have to help.

At the hospital.

What about the police?

No, the police will

never come here.

- Daniel Cain?

- Yes.

Police?

Come on in.

Is there a problem?

Who are you?

Dr. West.

Lieutenant Chapham.

Police.

What do you want?

It's...

quite an old place you got here.

It used to be a mortuary.

After the cemetery filled up,

it was the caretaker's house.

Nobody's been here

for twenty years.

Odd place to live.

Has its advantages.

Pretty morbid stuff.

I don't consider science morbid.

It was pretty morbid

the night Dr. Carl Hill died.

And Dean... Dean...

- Halsey.

- Dean Halsey. Yeah.

And Megan Halsey.

Do you mind if I sit down?

Dr. West, what kind of problems

did you have with Dr. Carl Hill?

Dr. Hill and I

had professional differences.

It was nothing personal.

I have been all through this.

It's in the police records, which

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