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- To the O.R.

- Where he'll be safe.

It's... it's too soon to take him out.

- That's with you, you study him whole, they study him...

- It hasn't been two weeks yet.

- Moving-up the schedule a bit.

- Take advantage of the sedation.

But we need more time,

we're just getting started with him!

Don't argue, it's the way things are.

What's a matter with your game?

After what happened upstairs today,

who can concentrate, right, Shepherd?

- Dr. Brady.

- Dr. Shepherd, what do you want?

- I wanted to buy you a drink.

- Not now, Shepherd.

I wanted to see if I could unfreeze you,

check your vital signs.

Bring YOU back to life.

Shepherd, look, it's late.

You want to unfreeze me, get me to

a beach somewhere, get me someplace warm.

- What is that?

- Exhibit A.

No thanks, I've already seen "Debbie Does Dallas".

Oh, that's... that's nothing, this is much hotter than that.

How does he do that?

Very easy to explain... a nerve block.

Beta-endorphins, organic morphines

produced in the brain.

Yeah, well, it's more than that, their flesh doesn't burn,

they're impervious to fire, there's no blistering, no charring.

Yeah, I want to show you something else.

Look.

Christ, Shepherd!

See, look, there's... there's no blood,

these people are producing some

chemical that protects their tissue,

prevents charring, stops bleeding.

So, what you're saying is that

our man produced his own chemical?

Yeah, yeah, right! Other life

forms have done it, your fish,

the ardachar, hibernating

animals, maybe he did it, too.

How?

I don't know how, but for whatever reason,

his body stopped producing it.

Maybe his spirit can teach us

more than his flesh.

I'd sure like the chance to find-out.

Okay, I've got men all around the catwalk,

we can get to you in seconds.

Yeah, no guns, though.

- Hey, wait man, but Shepherd...

- No, no matter what, no guns.

Okay, no guns.

- Okay.

- Yeah.

How complete are these precautions?

Loomis can get down to him in seconds.

- Hey, Shepherd!

- Shut up for Christs sake, you're makin' him nervous.

Chahrehl.

Chahrehl.

Chahrehl.

- Charl...

- Chahrehl.

That's your name.

Ch... Charlie.

- Again.

- Charlie.

- Chahrehl.

- Shepherd.

Shepherd.

Cheh...

- Shep.

- Sheh.

- Shep.

- Shehp-ehr.

Shep-herd.

Shehp-ehr.

Shepherd.

- Shephehr.

- Right!

Bird.

Bieh-Tah.

- Bieh-Tah.

- Bieh-Tah.

- Bieh-Tah.

- Yes, yes.

Bird.

Bird.

- Bird.

- Bee... bee.

Beeee.

God.

- Chahrehl.

- Charlie.

- Shepherd.

- I'm dead? This is where I came to?

If we want to communicate with him, if we want to get

a clue to his language, that's what I mean.

- But, what do you mean?

- We have to identify the parameters of the language.

So, we need a linguist, like Professor Chapman,

she's the best there is.

The osmotic movement of the

cryoprotectant through the body,

and more importantly, what occurs with the

place that prohibits crystallization in the cells.

- But the first time we get any hint of it in human...

- It evaporates right in front of our eyes.

Chapman? Who's that?

- From M.I.T.

- What?

- The linguist.

- Oh, PROFESSOR Chapman.

Hello, Mabel!

- Hey, what's that?

- Zaraco, the Gum god of the Zabana Tribe.

Gum is very important to them, I put him

on the head of every file for good luck,

- and I don't lose half of what I use...

- We're gonna lose the picture if we're not careful here.

- A couple of twists.

- Tap! Here we go!

All righhhhhhhht.

- What do you think?

- Quite the little chatterbox, isn't he?

- What's he saying?

- What would you ask if you were him?

Where am I? Who are you? What's goin' on?

- I think that's a fair assumption.

- It's the same things you always ask, Shepherd.

Of course, we'll be more certain

as you two get better acquainted.

- Rock.

- Rah.

- Rock.

- Rah.

- But-ton.

- Buh.

- Button.

- Buh... buh.

- Button.

- Buh-tah.

- That's...

- Buh-tah.

Yeah, two buttons.

- Bone... bone.

- Dehr.

- Dehr.

- Dehr.

- Deh.

- Deh.

- Dehr.

- Dehr.

- Dehr.

- Dehr.

- Dehr.

- Dehr.

- Eat.

- Dehr.

He's as basic and direct as you, Maynard.

Only he seems to have quite a vocabulary.

Searchin' for a heart of gold.

And I'm gettin'...

I've been to Hollywood,

I've been to Redwood.

I crossed the ocean with a heart of gold.

I've been in my mind,

it's such a fine line.

...keeps me searching for a heart of gold.

...searchin' for a heart of gold.

I've been a miner with a heart of gold.

It's these expressions I...

...these expressions for a heart of gold.

And I'm gettin' old.

I want to live,

I want to give.

I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

It's these expressions

I never give

That keeps me searching for a heart of gold.

And I'm getting old.

...keeps me searching for a heart of gold.

And I'm gettin' old.

I've been to Hollywood

I've been to Redwood.

- Scalpel.

- Scalpel.

- Are all leads secure?

- Prepare for liver biopsy.

- Tesna bottle ready?

- Ready.

- Fisher punch.

- Fisher punch.

Get me the specimen bottle.

Hypothermia blanket in place.

Okay, get ready to drop the temperature.

Circulate the coolants.

See if we can't find some of

this elusive cryoportectant.

Why don't you cut his balls off,

you've done everything else?

Get out of my cryo!

Door!

It's not your cryo, it's not yours, he's not yours.

Shepherd!

E.K.G. is slowing.

- Body temperature?

- 36 Celsius.

Cryoprotectant, there's nothing in his blood.

Diastolic pressure dropping.

I don't believe he's doin' it.

Thirty-one.

It's too long, it should be cold now.

How much further can we go?

Not much.

Not if you wanna keep him alive.

Cryo negative.

Your killing him!

How's his heart?

It's cold... it's cold.

Hold it there.

There're no signs, Brady.

Twenty-five.

Not exactly a raging success, is it?

Heart rate still decreasing rapidly.

Shep-ehr.

Shep-ehr.

I didn't do it!

Shep-ehr!

No!

No!

Shep-ehr.

No!

No!!!

Shep-ehr!!

Brady.

- Need to talk to talk to you, can I come in?

- Right now?

- Not a good time?

- Shepherd, not more tapes!

I need your help... with Charlie.

- You're the anthropologist, not me.

- You're human, arent' you, aren't you curious?

It's not exactly my field,

he's a primitive, it's your job.

It's your job, too, this

isn't just a medical experiment.

You're alienating him, we're losing contact.

You're making it impossible for me to deal with him.

Because every time you POKE something into him,

you take the LIFE right out of him.

Excuse me, Dr. Shepherd, Doctor Stanley Shepherd,

wunderkind anthropologist.

THE Stanley Shepherd, who did a year of field work

with the Malasay Tribe, to study their natural state?

Two months later they're showing up in

Pittsburgh Steeler tee-shirts and playing with butane lighters.

That Stanley Shepherd?

All right, all right, it's my first assignment, I'm young,

I screwed-up once, I won't let it happen again.

Yes you will, so will I, we all do.

I'm probably making every mistake there is.

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