Re-Animator Page #3

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consciousness will justify proceeding.

Start the recorder.

Start the damn recorder!

Make the entry.

October...

Tenth.

Tenth.

- Subject:
Male.

- Age?

Age, early twenties.

- Physical condition?

- No deformities.

Appears to have been in

excellent physical condition.

Apparent cause of death...

what?

Heart failure.

Heart failure.

Time, 10:
33 PM.

10:
33 PM.

15 cc's.

15 cc's of reagent being administered.

He loves me,

we're getting married.

He's mad! I've seen this happen

to medical students before.

Good ones!

Dr. Harrod, is Mr. Cain loose

in this hospital?

In the morgue, I think, doctor.

I specifically told

Dr. Riley to suspend him,

and to take him off the floor

if he reported to work!

Dr. Riley's been

in emergency surgery for four hours.

I haven't seen him.

Time elapsed.

15 seconds.

Something should

have happened by now.

It's not working.

Let's get out of here!

Obviously, the human dosage

factor is unknown.

Increasing the dosage,

20 cc's of reagent.

- Herbert, let's go!

- No!

Damn!

Page Mr. Cain and have him report

to Level L security desk,

and make sure

that she stays right here.

You can't stop me! I followed you here,

and I'm gonna follow you

- until you listen to me!

- Megan!

- I love him!

- You're my daughter,

and you'll do as you're told!

Sit down, Miss Halsey.

Mr. Cain will be up soon,

you can discuss it then.

Don't blame him, Daddy!

We failed.

Come on, let's go!

I mean, someone

could be coming any minute!

He failed! Not I!

Mr. Cain, Mr. Daniel Cain,

please report

to the security desk, Level L

Oh, god.

Cover him up.

- Let's go!

- All right!

Grab him!

Stop!

It listened to me.

Cain?

Cain?

Cain, open up this door.

Help!

Get help!

Is West in there with you?

You're in a lot of trouble,

both of you!

No!

Let go!

Stop!

For god's sakes!

Dan... look out.

Come on.

Find the recorder.

- Herbert... no.

- Did you see him react?

He listened to me.

It made a conscious act.

He heard you as an animal would.

Herbert, no, you can't be serious!

Hell, you may be right.

It'd probably been dead too long.

It wasn't fresh enough!

We probably only revived the senses

and the instincts, so, come on!

Help me get him up.

Is he dead?

Of course, will you

give me a hand here?

Now, he interrupted an important

experiment in progress.

Granted, it was an accident.

But this is the freshest body

that we could come across

save of killing one ourselves,

and every moment that we spend

talking about it costs us results!

Now will you give me a hand?

Dan, we can bring him back to life.

Okay.

Now, get the recorder.

Find my serum.

This is a dream.

Fiction.

Here. Do his other hand.

Oh, good.

Unbreakable plastic, one of

man's few durable inventions.

Certainly more durable than this.

We need you in the crash room.

Coming.

12 cc's being administered.

The dosage lessened in accordance

to the freshness of the subject.

5 seconds.

Come on.

I'll show you.

15 seconds. I'll show you!

17 seconds.

Re-animation at 17 seconds!

The eyes opened!

Doctor. Dr. Halsey,

you once did me a favor by

letting me into your medical school.

Doctor?

Welcome back to life.

Daddy?

Dan?

Damn the b*tch.

Megan... Meg?

Dan, what is it,

are you all right?

Dan, he's trying to speak,

the recorder!

No!

Daddy!

Daddy, no!

No! No, Meg, don't go near him!

What the hell happened here?

Dan, you all right?

Who's that?

That is Dean Halsey, sir.

You see I came down here

to visit Mr. Cain,

who was here working

and Halsey entered

and started ranting at us,

rather irrationally.

No!

He was just angry!

Daddy!

Meg. What happened?

Who's that over there?

Just a corpse.

You see, Halsey came in,

grabbed that thing,

and, well, went crazy.

Dean Halsey?

Dean Halsey!

Arrest them!

I'm calling the police!

Oh, Daddy!

Shock... don't worry.

Daddy.

He can't hear you, or see you.

That's a one-way mirror.

What is wrong with him, Doctor?

Will he ever be...

Until we know exactly what

happened to him,

there's no way to determine

his course of recovery.

That's why I need you

to sign a release,

so that I can perform

exploratory surgery on him.

Is that absolutely necessary,

Dr. Hill?

I know how difficult

this must be for you,

but I'm convinced that your father's

problem is neurological.

Of course, we'll take

every precaution.

You must trust me.

I want to take a look at the

right frontal lobe.

I'll open the skull here...

I don't want to know.

Just help him.

Please, doctor.

Please let me talk to him.

No.

I must insist you leave his

treatment up to me.

I want you to think of me as someone

you can come to with your problems.

Or if you're ever lonely.

I know you're all by yourself now.

I'm going to take care

of him, doctor,

and I'm going to find out

what happened to him.

What are you doing here?

I've been waiting for you.

I have to tell you.

What did you do to him?

What did you and West do

to him to make him like that?

It was... it was horrible.

I didn't...

What did you do to him?

He's not insane.

He's dead.

No. No.

You're insane,

you are insane, no!

You know it's true, Meg.

You know it's true.

No.

Daddy. Daddy.

I'll tell you, Meg, everything.

Good evening, Mr. West.

What do you want?

I want to know why Halsey's

heart fibrillated.

I don't have to talk to you.

Why his pulse is erratic.

I've told everything I know

to the police.

Why he cries out in pain.

You can leave now, doctor.

When we both know

he is quite dead.

Interesting little laboratory

you have here.

Mr. West, I recognize this?

What do you want?

Yes, we are both scientists.

Let us get to the point.

I want your discovery.

Whatever it is that gives the

dead the appearance of life.

Oh, it is not the appearance

of life, it is life.

This is not magic, as you say,

I am a scientist.

I'll have you locked up

for a madman...

or a murderer.

You will do...

what I tell you to do.

Ingenious, Mr. West.

Your extension of that old fool

Gruber's work is really quite...

brilliant.

Has Dr. Hill examined

your father?

Yes.

He wanted to do exploratory

surgery on him.

Oh, sh*t.

Then he'll find out.

Eventually he'll find out.

Let us see...

my new serum at work?

Dead cat tissue.

Reagent.

Magnificent.

Yes, Mr. West.

I will be famous.

Laid to rest.

Yes.

Parts.

I've never done whole parts.

Wesssssst

Yes, doctor.

It's Herbert West.

What are you thinking?

How do you feel?

Yooooooou.

" You."

Baaassstaaard

Dan!

Oh my god, what has Hill

done to him?

Looks like a laser drill.

Your father's been lobotomized.

That's it.

My work! My work!

What's going on?

My work is gone.

It's all gone.

He took my serum!

Except for what

I have upstairs.

Who?

What happened here?

Hill.

Hill took my serum!

My notes! Everything.

Herbert, you're insane!

- Now, what happened here?

- I had to kill him.

What?

He's dead?

- Not any more.

- No, Herbert.

This has gotta stop!

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