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could go through the meat mincer.

And we just followed you.

Well, it's too much...

You can't even imagine how dangerous

it is to make a mistake here.

But someone had to be first!

Yes? No, it's not a clinic!

You see, someone has to go first!

Don't touch it!

Laboratory nine, please.

Just a minute.

- Hello?

- I hope I'm not disturbing you.

- What do you want?

- Just a few words with you.

You've hidden it. I've found it.

The old building. Bunker four.

Do you hear me?

I'm alerting the security

immediately.

You may do it.

You may inform on me,

you may set my colleagues against me,

but it's too late.

I'm now at a stone's throw

from that place.

Do you realize that's the end of you

as a scientist?

Well, you may rejoice!

Do you realize what will happen

if you dare?

Trying to scare me again?

All my life I've been afraid of

something. Even of you.

But now I'm not afraid of anything,

I assure you.

Oh God, you are not even

a Herostratos.

It's just that you've always wanted

to make my life unbearable

because twenty years ago

I slept with your wife.

And now you're delighted

that you've made even with me.

Well, go and do your...

vile thing.

Don't you dare hang up on me!

Prison is not the worst thing

expecting you.

The worst is that you'll never be

able to forgive yourself for this.

I already see you hanging from your

suspenders in your prison cell.

What are you up to, Professor?

Do you realize what will happen

when everybody believes in the room?

And all come rushing here?

It's only a question of time.

If not today, then tomorrow!

And not just tens of them, thousands!

Unfulfilled emperors,

great inquisitors, fuhrers,

self-appointed benefactors

of the human race!

And they'll come not for money or

inspiration, but to change the world!

I never take here people like that.

You think I don't understand it?

What on earth can you understand?

You're not the only stalker

on Earth.

No stalker can know

what those you lead bring with them

and what they take from here.

And the number of unmotivated

crimes is on the rise!

Isn't that your doing?

Take coups d'etat by the military,

or the mafia penetrating governments,

aren't they all your clients?

Or lasers and all those

super-bacteria,

all that filth, kept for the time being

in safes?

Will you please stop this

sociological diarrhea?

Can you really believe

in all those fairy tales?

Not in the good ones, no!

But in the bad ones, certainly!

Come on!

A human being is not capable

of such hatred or love...

that would extend over

the whole of mankind.

Well, money, a woman,

maybe a desire for revenge,

let my boss be overrun by a car,

that I can understand.

But ruling over the world!

A just society!

God's kingdom on earth!

These are not just wishes,

this is ideology, action, concepts.

Unconscious compassion

is not ready for realization yet.

As a regular

instinctive impulse.

There cannot be happiness

at someone else's expense.

I can see quite clearly now

that you plan to overwhelm

mankind with good deeds.

As for me, I'm not a bit worried

about you or myself,

and least of all about mankind.

Because you're not going

to achieve anything.

At best you'll get your Nobel Prize.

Or rather you'll get something

absolutely incongruous,

something you don't even think about.

Something like this telephone...

You dream of one thing,

but you get quite another.

Why did you do that?

Telephone... electricity...

Look, very good sleeping pills.

They don't make ones like that any

longer. Why so many of them here?

Maybe we'd better be going?

It will be dark soon,

difficult to come back.

By the way, it's absolutely clear

to me

that all this poem reciting

and making detours

is just a form of apologizing.

I can understand you.

Difficult childhood, bad environment...

But don't have any illusions,

I'm not going to forgive you.

Will you please stop it,

do me a favor.

Professor, come here, please.

Wait a minute.

Don't be in a hurry.

I'm in no hurry whatsoever.

I know, you're going to get mad.

Anyway, I must tell you...

We are now...

on the threshold...

This is the most important moment

in your life.

You must know that...

Your innermost wishes

will be made real here.

Your most sincere wish!

Born of suffering!

No need to say anything.

You just have to...

concentrate

and try to recall your whole life.

When a man thinks of the past,

he becomes kinder.

And most important...

Most important...

You have to believe!

Now you can go.

Who wants to be the first?

Maybe, you?

Me? No, I don't want to.

I understand, it's not easy,

but it will pass.

I doubt...

that it will pass.

If I begin recalling my life,

it's very unlikely I'll get any kinder.

Besides, don't you feel

how shameful the whole thing is?

Humiliating yourself,

sniveling, praying?

What's so bad in praying?

It's just your pride speaking.

Calm down, you're not ready yet.

It happens quite often.

Maybe, you first?

Yes, me.

We see before us

Professor's new invention!

An appliance exploring human souls!

Soulmeter!

It's only a bomb.

What?

You must be kidding.

No, it's just a bomb.

Twenty kilotons.

What for?

We had it assembled with my friends.

With my former colleagues.

This place will never bring any

happiness to anyone.

But if this thing gets into the wrong

hands...

Though, I'm not sure any more.

We came to the conclusion then...

that we shouldn't destroy the Zone

after all.

Even if it's some miracle,

it's still part of nature,

and therefore, a hope in a sense.

They had hidden that bomb,

and I've found it.

The old building, bunker four.

I guess there must be a principle...

Never do anything

that can't be undone.

I understand everything, I'm not some

maniac.

But as long as this plague lies

in the open, accessible to any scum,

I can get no peace, no sleep.

Or maybe, my innermost

won't let me do it?

Poor man, some problem

he's invented for himself.

Give it to me!

Give it to me!

You're a civilized man, aren't you?

- Why? What's the matter with you?

- You, lousy hypocrite...

Why?

What have I done... to you?

He wants to destroy your hope!

That's all people have got left

on this earth!

It's the only place

they can come to,

if there's no hope left for them.

You yourself have come here!

Why destroy hope then?

Shut up!

I can see through you!

You don't give a damn about people!

You just make money,

using our... anguish!

It's not even the money.

You're enjoying yourself here.

You're like God Almighty here.

You, a hypocritical louse, decide

who is to live and who is to die.

He deliberates!

Now I see why you stalkers

never enter the room yourselves.

You revel in all that power,

that mystery, your authority!

What else is there to wish for?

It's not true!

You... you're mistaken.

A stalker must not enter the room.

A stalker must not even enter

the Zone with an ulterior motive.

Remember Porcupine?

Yes, you're right, I'm a louse.

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