The Doctor and the Devils

I stand before you, gentlemen,

as a lecturer in anatomy, a scientist,

a specialist, a material man,

to whom the heart, for instance,

is an elaborate physical organ

and not the seat of love,

a man to whom the soul,

because it has no shape,

does not exist.

But paradox is inherent in all dogma,

so I stand before you, also,

as a man of sentiment.

And it is in my dual capacity...

as scientist and sociologist,

materialist and moralist,

anatomist and artist...

that I intend to conduct my lectures,

to expound,

inform, illustrate, entertain...

and edify.

The noble profession, at whose threshold

you stand as neophytes,

is not an end in itself.

The science of anatomy contributes

to the great sum of all knowledge,

and I believe that all men

must work towards that end,

and I believe that that end

justifies any means.

Come on! Out of my door!

Move yourself!

And don't come back!

- Rags for sale!

- Human hair!

Rags for sale!

Dead skins, dead skins,

human hair.

Get up. Go on.

Billy! Where are ya, Billy?

Here!

You watch the stuff, Billy.

- How much they give you, Billy, huh?

- What you got there, boy?

. Ow!

Hey!

Cut her dead.

To Dr. Rock and his academy.

Aah! Whoa!

Buy us a little drink, Nelly, darling.

- Buy a drink for Fallon and Broom, eh?

- Buy youse a drink? With what?

- Let's have your bottom drink.

- It's not the bottoms yet!

Ah, leave him be, Nelly.

He'll bite your hand right through,

I knows him.

Well, go on, have 'em.

Have the bottoms.

Give us a drink in there.

Put some in there, will ya?

Good man, good man.

To our benefactors.

To Dr. Rock.

Who would them three be in the corner

there with all that money for a drink?

Andrew Merry-Lees,

Praying Howard, and Mole.

Hmm, they're never short.

What now would they be doing

for a living, lovey?

Grave robbers.

- Who's this Dr. Rock?

- He buys the stuff.

What stuff?

Bodies.

Bodies?

Get out.

I'll go this way.

Where'd they go, Billy?

Where'd they go?

Leave him alone, brute.

Leave him.

He won't know nothing.

Don't hurt him.

Did you see him? The men three

with the horse and carriage.

We saw nothing, have we, Billy?

Ah, to hell with ya!

You have the same dark brains

as your brother!

- It runs in the family! You're all bloody mad!

- Oi, mate!

- Come on, youse.

- No, no! No, not here!

It's too bloody cold.

Come on, let's go back to Rose's.

Who you got there, Jennie, huh?

- Piss off, Fallon, I've got a customer.

- Oh.

Did you see the three of them?

Uh, Andrew what's-his-name and Mole.

I ain't seen no one. Now, let me be.

Me and my friend are going to Rose's.

You heard what the lady said.

Shut your mouth now!

Where'd you see them, eh?

Were they on the cart, eh?

I seen nothing, Fallon.

Quick, Fallon, we seen 'em.

Oh!

Hee hee!

Here, no, Jennie, come on, now, huh?

I'll be back, with money enough

to have you naked, huh?

Come on, Fallon!

That bloody watchman

has got himself sober again!

All right, Jimmy, I know what you want.

Here, Jimmy.

What do you see now, Jimmy?

Now I can see nothing.

- Have you found him yet?

- Here he is.

Hallelujah. Go to it, Mole.

Quiet as death tonight.

Praise be the Lord.

It's a hard clasp

they've put on the coffin.

- The unbelievers.

- Break it open then.

This cold's got into my bones.

Easy! Don't hurt him!

No, I couldn't hear nothing.

Careful.

The rope.

The horse.

Quick. Give us a hand, Mole.

There!

Daisy! Daisy!

Come back here, Daisy!

Daisy, Daisy!

Whacking the horse, huh?

Shh!

Now hold the rear.

- Whoa!

- Now, stay there, Daisy.

Where's the bloody body?

We left it here!

"'8 gone!

- Where?

- Well, he can't have run away, can he?

d Dr. Rock, Dr. Rock, Dr. Rock, Dr. Rock d

d Dr. Rock, Dr. Rock, Dr. Rock d

Oh, gin and pies, gin and pies.

Here we are.

Dr. Rock, Dr. Rock.

Mr. Murray?

Mr. Murray, sir?

They're here, sir. But...

- But what?

- I think you'd better come, sir.

It's not who we expected, sir.

I've never seen them before.

They're new hands.

- And the goods they brought?

- Oh, they say the goods is fresh, sir.

Or nearly fresh.

Don't look, don't look, don't look.

This isn't fresh.

Dr. Rock won't like this.

He may as well dissect a dog

dragged from the river

after the fishes have been at it.

Dr. Rock needs fresh bodies.

- Going to pay them, sir?

- Only half.

Three sovereigns, no more.

Seven when it's fresh.

Now get out.

- Good night.

- 'Night.

Three guineas!

Three guineas for an old man!

I know. It's a shame

he wasn't a young one, then?

- Oh, look at that, look at that!

- Give it here.

Get off! Get off!

Whoo hoo hoo!

Drinks for everybody!

Drinks for everybody!

- You want 'em?

Hey, what're you up to?

- We paid for them!

- Hey, get over, darling.

Stop it, now, Fallon!

There's nothing left!

Go away! Go drink your bottle.

We've money enough

to piss this stuff away.

Is there some in there?

Ah!

Stop it there!

Hey, whatcha doing?

Here, have a drink.

There, how's that? Eh?

Hey, Broom.

Broom, you forgot something.

Forgot to drink to our benefactor.

To our benefactors.

To the dead.

I always say to Dr. Rock, If the last

thump should suddenly sound,

these specimens should be in perfect

condition and meet their maker.

You're almost as pickled as he is, Tom.

Who is going to share a drink

with a country gentleman, huh?

Have a drop with me.

There you go, eh? Whoo!

Jennie, will you have a drink

with me now?

I never drink with strangers

'cept on Mondays.

Isn't today Monday, huh?

And the stars are shining.

And the bells are chiming.

We'll... We'll drink to Monday, huh?

Here you go, and Tuesday.

Oh, I never drink twice

with strangers before 12:00.

And isn't it up to 12:00 now?

Huh?

d And the moon is singing d

d And the grass is growing d

d And the bells are chiming d

d And the stars are... d

Come on! Hurry.

- Good morning, Billy.

- Good mornin'.

Come on! Hup!

Come on!

Look out!

Aaah! Aaah!

Stop, stop!

Careful! Gently!

- We'll take him to the academy.

- I'll get Dr. Thornton.

Easy, easy.

And clean away the blood, Joseph.

Clean it off as quickly as possible.

- Right, Dr. Thornton. Brandy here. Quick.

Now, come on now.

Open your mouth, come. That's it.

A nice little bit of brandy. Come on.

There, there.

What do you think, Harding?

Is the femur broken?

Can't say so. Too much blood.

But we should cut the leg off at the hip.

Let's try for once not to be

butchers in frock coats.

I'm going in to have a look.

How's the boy, Joseph?

Come on, and again. Good boy.

d There was this old woman

who lived in a shoe d

d Rub-a-dub-dub d

- The major artery's been severed.

- I can't see.

Tourniquet!

Get Dr. Rock!

Quickly, get Dr. Rock!

Thomas, thank God! He's bleeding to death.

I can't find the artery.

Another tourniquet.

You've got it on the wrong artery.

There.

Pull. Tight.

Tighter.

There. Do you see?

It's the superficial circumflex iliac artery.

You didn't know about that one,

did you, Harding?

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