Bride of Re-Animator Page #2
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- 1989
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lam certain you have access to.
I understand that you have
the reanimation of dead tissue?
When I was in medical school, I might
have had time to discuss the theory.
I don't anymore.
out at the Sefton Ward...
are theory.
I don't know what
you're talking about.
And I suppose you don't know anything about
the missing body parts at the hospital?
Missing body parts?
No.
I can find my own way out.
Get off!
Get off!
Get off!
Get off me!
Get off!
Ernest?
Dr. Graves
wants to see you right away.
- Pathology?
- Right away.
- What about the...
- I'll take care of it.
Cool.
More.
Dr. Hill...
Is that you?
More!
Dr. Graves.
You... you see?
I recognize you.
You do?
That seminar in Zurich...
Yes.
Your theory of reconciling
creationism...
with the origin of disease...
Yes.
Totally idiotic!
It's you, come in!
No, no.
No lights.
Come over here.
Dr. Hill?
Speak to me.
Speak to me, Dr. Hill!
Speak.
This is some kind of joke,
right, man?
No, it is not a joke.
He can talk.
He heard my lecture in Zurich.
The head?
He heard your lecture?
He can talk, for God's sake!
Listen.
Talk, damnit! Talk!
- Talk!
- The head...
Don't you ever do that again,
you mental midget!
Oh my God.
My God, I'm losing my mind.
I have some unfinished business.
And you will assist me.
Not out the front door.
patient out for a little air.
- Man!
- Oh my God!
Herbert!
Hey, pooch.
Yes! You said "Hi" to him!
Francesca!
- Hi, Doctor.
- Hi.
Don't let the little head
rule the big head, Dan.
So, what are you doing in Arkham?
Oh, I'm doing some interviews
in Boston this week.
Dr. Cain, 5436.
- Oh God. I've gotta go.
- I know.
Listen...
Only if you let me cook.
Real Italian style.
Okay.
Only if you'll let me help.
Real American style.
- It's a deal.
- See you tonight.
Yeah.
Hope you like garlic!
Well, Angel?
What do you think?
Hey, pooch.
Where did you come from?
From Peru.
Is that where you met Dr. Cain?
Why do you want to know, Mr...
Lee Chapham.
Arkham Police.
Lieutenant.
I'd like to talk to you about him.
Did you ever hear of the
"Miskatonic Massacre"?
No, I haven't.
It happened here at the hospital.
Eight months ago the department
got a call about a homicide
at the Miskatonic
University hospital.
The whole place was in a panic.
It was down in the morgue.
There was blood all over the walls.
You ever been around dead bodies?
Then you know that stench
of decaying flesh.
Out of the darkness we were
attacked by a naked maniac.
partner and bit his arm.
Nothing could make him come loose.
Tore the muscle right off the bone
in him to make him stop.
The dean of the medical
school was down there.
In pieces.
Also a prominent physician,
Dr. Carl Hill.
We found only his head.
The rest of his body
was just part of the muck.
Funny thing though:
His head, when I
found it, was still...
twitching.
Twitching?
The doctors had a lot of
highfalutin explanations.
Postmortem involuntary spasm...
I don't know.
But I've seen my
share of the dead.
And I never saw
a twitching like that before.
They blamed it all
on these ones in here.
There's a death certificate at the
hospital for each one of these.
A death certificate?
I mean to say these three didn't get
to the morgue on their own two feet.
The hospital made a mistake?
Not...
But not this one.
I know about this one.
She was my wife.
I'm sorry.
Elizabeth, stop!
Get off me!
- Are you okay?
- Yes, I'm all right. Thanks.
That's enough.
She's never done
anything like that before.
Just...
What does all this
have to do with Daniel?
Dr. Cain and Dr. West were the only
normal survivors of that night.
Daniel's girlfriend was Meg Halsey,
the dean's daughter.
her dead body in his arms.
Her dead body.
Twitching.
Like that blasted head.
Not too much, we don't want
premature reanimation.
Thank you, I've never
done this before.
Yes.
Good.
The circulation is going to work.
God damnit, Herbert!
What are we doing here anyway?
Why don't we just publish our findings?
Because they would never
understand our methods.
Besides that, they
would steal the work.
She's gonna be
uncontrollably spastic.
Unless we reanimate all the limbs
at the same time, they'll separate.
That's why we inject
directly into the heart.
The circulatory system
should distribute the reagent
effect reanimation concurrently.
- We've never done that before.
- I know that.
No, I don't want to
gamble with Meg's heart.
Oh God...
- Ciao, dottore. Come va?
- Francesca...
Sorry about the place.
I didn't have any time to...
- Did I come too early?
- No! No, no, no, no.
God, you look great.
Open this up, will you?
It's a Chianti, 1987.
- So, where is the kitchen?
- It's right over here.
- Did you have any trouble finding it?
- Oh, no. The cemetery made it real easy.
This is my special sauce.
Here.
- What do you think? You like it?
- I love it.
So do I.
Come on.
You're so beautiful.
Your skin's so soft.
So warm.
What are you doing here?
What do you want?
The body you took
from the crematorium.
Get out of here.
Right now.
What's down here?
That's none of your business.
You are making a big mistake.
Do you believe...
that dead is dead,
Dr. West?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
No! You can't go in there.
- Move.
- No.
Move!
You...
butcher!
How dare you judge my work?
"Work"?
Was my wife your "work"?
- Don't lay your guilt on me, Lieutenant!
- What?
Your wife died of multiple
contusions to the head.
- From a blunt instrument.
- No.
- She fell!
She fell, did she?
That was not my fault!
What happened?
He attacked me.
No, Dan! Dan! I can't help
it if his heart gave out!
God, Herbert, he's a cop!
You...
What are we gonna do with him?
Well...
We could get him
back out on the street.
Walking.
You don't wanna gamble
with Meg's heart.
This is our opportunity for a test.
How much do you think
he weighs? 230, 240?
Oh, Dan?
Just in case.
Daniel?
It's working.
Get away from me with that cloth!
No! Dan!
He's a wife-beater, Dan!
Use the gun!
Dan?
Herbert?
Lieutenant Chapham!
What are you doing here?
Herbert!
No! Stop!
Stop!
Get away from me!
Get out!
Get away...
What happened?
Is he gone?
What is going on here?
What did you do to him
to make him that way?
She's hysterical.
What did you do to him?
Why?
What are you doing down here?
Your welcome does not extend
to this part of the house.
Angel?
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