Monkey Shines
Linda?
- I'm gonna go run.
- OK.
- Morning.
- Good morning.
How ya doin'?
(barking)
(tyres screech)
- Is he out?
- Yup.
Good. Now we can talk about him.
Oh, my God!
Martha, his ass is hairier than yours.
- Very funny.
- No laughs, huh?
The morning team has a sense of humour.
OK.
This is an accident victim
creamed by a truck.
Injury to C5 -
anterior dislocation of the upper segment
with damage to the cord.
(PA) Dr Fletcher to ICU.
Dr Stephen Fletcher, please come to ICU.
John.
I can't tell you how much it means that
you found the time to be with us today.
Everyone! Everyone! Pay attention.
For those of you who haven't met him,
this is Dr John Wiseman -
the genius who saved my Allan's life.
Here's to the doctor.
- Dr Wiseman.
- John, this is Dr Fry.
My name is Esther Fry.
Dr Fry is one of Allan's professors
at the law school.
- We were just discussing...
- Will Allan be able to finish his studies?
Physically, yes, but will he want to?
Let's not talk about this now.
This is supposed to be a celebration.
Yeah. Some celebration, huh, Doc?
Charlie Cunningham.
- How are you?
- I'm Allan's c... I was Allan's coach.
Oh. Excuse me one second.
- How are you holding up?
- Good. I'm good.
Good.
Allan'll be here any minute.
(car door slams)
- (man) He's here.
- (mother) OK, everybody quiet.
Everybody, he's here.
Let's all surprise him together. Quiet now.
- Good luck to you.
- Thanks.
Allan! Oh, Allan! You're home.
One, two, three... Surprise!
To Allan. To the start of his new life.
(applause)
Hi, babe.
- Been a long time.
- I know.
I should have come to visit you more
at the hospital, but...
I'm sorry.
Linda, would you get this gentleman
a drink? Double Scotch?
- If I'm allowed.
- Allowed? I'm prescribing it.
Not in a regular glass. We use these.
We never use ice cubes and if
we must have alcohol, we water it down.
Maryanne Hodges.
I've been hired by your mother
to stay and take care of you.
Thank you.
- Who could live that way?
- Sshh. He was looking right at us.
Hi. This is Geoffrey. I can't come to
the phone right now, but leave a message.
Wait for the beep.
Geoffrey, where the hell are you?
(bell rings)
- (animals squeak)
- Hello, babies.
Papa's got a surprise.
All right, ladies and gentlemen...
One human brain.
This sample comes from the main
association area of the temporal cortex.
The donor was a Jane Doe
with no apparent abnormalities.
Hello, number six. Come on.
That's it.
Freedom.
Save some for the old man.
Parnate incarnate.
Another night without sleep.
But sleep is just a waste of time.
Right, number six?
Double, double, toil and trouble...
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
You have got to get smart on this, sugar.
There you go. I know it hurts, baby,
but beats going back to the jungle,
doesn't it?
Let's get our messages.
Hey, don't you give me that.
Get your little hinny over here
or no midnight snack.
Good girl. That's it.
- Geoffrey, this is Dean Burbage...
- How are you doing, you psycho?
Wednesday 6th.
You forgot our appointment...
- Yes, I did.
- I'd like to see you tomorrow...
I'd like to see you dead...
Wednesday 6th?
(Linda) Geoffrey, where the hell are you?
God... Allan.
(tapping)
Hey, come in here.
How ya doin', Ace?
A lot of changes here.
I hardly recognise this place.
- Equipped for the handicapped.
- You'll get all the best parking spaces.
Ones with the pictures
of the wheelchairs on them.
- I hate to think what Mother paid for it.
- You'll pay her back. Lawyers get rich.
You look like sh*t. You shooting parnate?
That's one of the advantages
of working in a chem lab.
I finally figured it out. Every three days
that I stay awake, I gain 24 hours.
That's 122 days every year.
So even if I die at 50,
I will have lived 65 years.
I'm sorry I didn't make the party. Linda
called me - she sounded pretty crazed.
Linda's dumping me.
She didn't come out and say it,
but I can tell.
Allan... Linda's just not comfortable
with the change yet, that's all.
She's gonna come around.
Hey, if she walks out on you now,
f*** her.
I can't.
Oh, look! There you are
with the little Palmer children.
Patterson, Mother.
Their name was Patterson.
That's right. I'm terrible with names.
Look, there's their house.
Remember when Mr Patterson
got transferred?
I got the listing and had to sell the house.
You were so angry. You thought I had
something to do with their moving away.
(chirping)
Maryanne! I don't like birds in the house -
the flapping.
- Bogie? Bad boy.
- Bogie?
When he talks,
he sounds just like Humphrey Bogart.
- (Bogie) Sweetheart.
- See?
Look! Halloween. Oh, you just refused
to wear that costume we bought for you.
You wanted to go as that robot
from the movies. What's his name?
Robby the Robot.
I always wanted to be Robby the Robot.
Guess I finally got my wish.
Sh*t.
Jesus H Christ! Hey!
What do you think you're doing?
Get the hell outta here! Run, you dinks!
Sh*t.
- Where's security?
- Stop torturing animals!
- Murderer!
- Torturer!
Nice toss! You mentally-deficient puke.
- How're you doing?
- Late again.
Yes. Sorry. Lost track of the time.
Well... What have you got?
Samuels has given me a brain sample
from a young girl who died in surgery.
I've made a formulation based on human
memory cells and injected a monkey.
Is the monkey responding? Is it any
smarter than it was before it was injected?
It's very difficult to measure.
She was pretty smart to begin with.
(laughs)
I don't believe this.
The worm studies reincarnated.
Monkeys are more expensive than worms.
- It's not costing anything.
- It's costing time, Geoffrey.
This programme
has to start showing results.
People who write
the cheques are getting nervous.
I've seen you on three different talk shows
defending the slaughter of animals
for research.
Your work has the anti-vivisectionists
ready to firebomb the college.
That's what's making the people
who write the cheques nervous.
Our approaches are quite different.
Unfortunately for you,
I'm the head of this department.
- Why don't you just fire me then?
- I don't want to fire you, Geoffrey.
- I just want to get you to produce.
- You can't do it, can you?
You can't fire me cos you know
if anybody's gonna strike gold,
it's gonna be me.
- Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry. You'll live.
- (hissing)
My ass is on the line around here, sixer.
And yours with it.
You'd better get smart.
This has to work.
Proved out 50 different ways.
You should be playing chess
with the dosage you've been getting.
You're half human, for Christ's sake.
Why don't you show it, huh?
Why don't you show something? Up.
Maybe these other goons
are holding you back.
Maybe that's it.
Maybe I gotta get you out of here.
(Peggy Lee) d Don't cry
d There'll be another spring...
Three.
No... Four.
Five.
Seven.
F***! Eight!
Six.
Yo, Ace! Ace,
I'm gonna grab a brew. Do you want one?
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