Errors of the Human Body Page #2

Wait a minute, what 'Easter Gene'?

What are you talking about?

Look...

I labeled only the transplanted

Easter Gene cells with the GFP.

They were localized

in the wound area,

but then they completely

took over. Look for yourself.

That's ah...

I've even had success regenerating

severely damaged

brain and spinal tissue.

I mean, can you imagine the

possibilities for this in humans?

- Jesus Christ...

- Exactly! Easter.

Why haven't you published this?

I dunno.

A discovery's not a cure.

Even so, I mean...

- It won't even uptake in mice.

- What happens when you try?

Nothing.

I've been stuck for six months now.

And then I thought:

f anyone could help me

with the molecular mechanism,

to help me activate it in mammals...

You know, I'm sorry, I've got an

appointment with Samuel right now.

But what do you think about,

you know, discussing this later

over dinner, at my place?

- What are you doing tonight?

- Nothing.

I can cook something

for you. German.

- I like German.

- Don't worry. It's not a date.

Hey!

Hey...

Looks like we're having a drink

tonight after all - just not together.

Come on, I'll give you a lift.

I'm not going back to

the guesthouse, so...

it's cold, come on!

Alright...

You want to try an

electrical cigarette?

Ah, no. I've got my own.

Real cigarette.

Ah, I'm sorry, but it's

a non smoking car.

Of course.

Sorry.

It's okay. Where we going?

Oh, yeah, right. Sorry ah...

- Pfotenhau... Pfoten...

- Can I see it?

Ah, PfotenhauerstraBe.

Yes, I know it.

Good. That's where we're going.

- I know you, also. Very well.

- Yeah. You do?

Yes. Your science.

We're the same, both of us.

And how do you figure?

You know. Taking risks. Whatever

it takes for a new brave world.

New Brave World?

Yeah, I haven't read that one...

I have ideas, even if say it

myself, brilliant experiments.

You could be part of them.

Well, that's a very kind offer.

But, ah, my work's kind of

a full-time thing right now.

Why did we stop?

You know Mosquitos.

Bed-bugs. Fleas. Ticks...

They're all vectors for disease, yes?

But instead of spreading sickness,

why not change the formula?

Make them carry genetically

modified viruses.

Antigens to their own plague.

Imagine releasing these in

the third world. In Africa...

They're going to be bitten anyway.

So why not let them catch

malaria vaccine instead?

But then first you'd have to

invent the malaria vaccine, right?

- You don't think it's possible?

- I didn't say that.

- You know Stalin? Mao Tse-tung?

- Only by reputation.

Both of them believed you

could transfer ideology

by breeding one indoctrinated

generation to the next.

And eventually you get

genetically-programmed Communists.

I mean, I know this sounds

maybe a little bit crazy.

But there were some

really good ideas in there.

Huh?

But look, um, what good ideas

are we talking about really?

- You're not getting my point.

- What is your point?

There is the idea, and there's

making people believe in the idea,

and that is the key to

scientific freedom.

And financing.

Exactly, and you need that freedom

to be able to get the good ideas

because they can come

from unexpected places.

Like your son for example.

You know,

I'm gonna walk from here.

Say hello to Rebekka from me!

So why didn't you call me?

I could have picked you up.

I got a lift,

well, sort of a half a lift from

that Jarek guy at the Institute.

What's up with that guy?

I don't have much to do with him.

Don't you get enough

of these at work?

I find them beautiful.

You know, they're such

strange, resourceful organisms;

There's nothing quite

like them on earth...

You don't agree?

I kinda always saw them as redundant.

You know, genetic dead-ends.

But then again after what

I saw today, who knows.

What about this?

They're called Wunderkammer.

What?

Wunderkammer.

Wunderkammer...

They were used in the old

days to display things

that hadn't been classified yet.

Now I'm creating new wonders.

So you're an artist

now and a scientist?

Come on, let's eat something.

- Alright, go on.

- You're not in training, so...

- Tell me.

- What?

- Tell me!

- What!

What do you think?

Tell you what?

About this Easter Gene of yours.

Why do you think I'm here?

- Okay, I'll tell you everything

on one condition. - Okay.

You have to agree to work with me.

Yeah, okay, sure.

To fruitful collaborations!

Okay, that's good!

Because I need your brain.

Just my brain...

Alright, that was a little much.

You had a big impact

on me, you know?

Did I?

You were this unreachable,

kind of, star scientist.

Whatever.

Intelligent and inspiring and

intimidating of course too sometimes.

I mean even now, what you're

doing is brave I suppose.

Why is that?

- Forget about it...

- No, no, no!

Think I'm a little drunk.

You tell me.

Just...

Using your son like that.

In the lecture... I can't imagine

what that must be like.

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

- I didn't mean to say that.

- Yeah, you did.

Come on Geoff, I'm not criticizing you.

You know, I haven't published

anything significant in four years.

'Publish or perish', remember,

isn't that what we used to say?

They were forcing me out of U-Mass.

But you knew that, right?

They were cutting my funding

until my lab was unworkable...

waiting for me to quit.

They couldn't fire me,

that would make them look bad.

You know, my boy,

he was the only case.

And it killed him.

I'm just trying to find something

positive out of all this.

You know, if I don't,

then what's the point?

But you've made progress.

I think I should go.

- You know, I'm still a little

tired, jet lagged. - Geoff...

Dinner was nice.

Yeah, I'm gonna go.

Wait...

You look nice, by the way.

See you tomorrow.

No f***ing idea...

Hi, it's Sarah, I'm not

available at the moment,

but please leave a message.

Sh*t...

So, where is it?

Put it in the fridge.

She'll notice if we take any more.

She's got a whole rack of them.

Anyway, we're doing her a favor.

Her research is a dead end.

You're such a thoughtful guy.

So devoted to her...

F*** off.

Pass me the next one.

Come on,

there is no time for sleep!

Okay wait, I have some

p*ssy remedy for you.

One for me and one for you.

Take it. Arrgghh.

Okay.

You know, Margaret Thatcher,

Iron Woman,

she only sleeps

four hours a night.

Huh, think about it.

None of it was beauty-sleep.

Very strong woman.

I know that.

I'm hungry.

I need to eat something.

I'm hungry.

I need to eat something.

Okay, let's make a break. Come on.

Take it off.

You know, Margaret Thatcher,

she would sleep maybe

12 years in her life.

Normal person, sleeping

25 years - you, 50.

Oww! Son of a b*tch...

- Hello...

- Hello.

What are you doing here?

Just working late.

In the mouse house?

Is that where I am?

These hallways all look the same.

Excuse me.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

He's in pain, help him.

He's in pain!

What's he doing with you?

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