The Incredible 2-Headed Transplant Page #2

is occluded completely around the heart.

Well, then the transplant

had nothing to do with its death.

Poor monkey. Do you know that

if this little guy had been healthy...

he'd still be alive?

Maybe the next one can be...

Why are those experiments so important?

Do you remember

what they did to me at the hospital?

Yes.

Is that going to come

between us the rest of our lives?

Honey, come on.

Don't you understand what it is

I'm trying to do?

That I'm trying to show those doctors,

those antiquated old men,

that I am really

doing something with my life?!

That I am giving something

of myself to other people?!

Roger, you're a fine surgeon

and you could have a marvelous practice.

Honey, you don't understand

what I'm saying to you.

I don't want to be like my father.

The only thing that made him happy

in his life was collecting money.

I don't want to be like that.

I want to do something with my life.

I want to give something

of myself to science.

I have a chance to help mankind.

I have a chance to have my name go down

with all the other great scientists.

But what am I supposed to do

when you lock yourself away

for 24 hours a day?

I'll make a deal with you.

I'll make a deal with you.

If you let me go on with what

I'm doing just a little while longer

and be patient,

then your old pal Roger

will take you away anyplace you want to go.

But you've said that before.

But you know what happened before.

I didn't mean it.

Look at me.

And now I mean it.

Come on.

All persons are warned to be

on the lookout for Manuel Cass,

who this morning escaped

from the Camarillo State Mental Hospital

in a stolen 1961 white Comet.

Cass is extremely dangerous and may be armed.

He is male, Caucasian, age 32,

hair and eyes... brown,

height... 5'10", weight... 160 pounds.

The police warn, if seen,

notify your nearest local

law enforcement agency immediately.

We now return you to the Dave Hull Show.

- Andrew?

- Yes, Miss Linda.

- Where's Danny?

- He's on the grounds somewhere.

Has Max come back from town yet?

Would you let me know

just as soon as he does?

I'll be right here by the pool.

- Yes, Miss Linda.

- Thanks, Andrew.

Come on, let's go!

Olly, olly, oxen free!

Hey, Danny.

Come on, Danny.

Roger! Roger!

Please.

Please.

Put your hands against the wall. Feet out.

Yeah.

Legs out.

Baby, let's go for a ride.

Miss Linda?

Danny, in here!

- Danny, untie me.

- Dr. Roger.

Untie me.

Daddy?

Talk to me, Daddy.

Talk to me.

Danny, untie me so that

I can help your daddy.

I'm coming as quickly as I can.

Cass is believed headed

for the Sunnyville area

of northern California.

There, two years ago,

he brutally slayed nine men and women.

Caution... this man is extremely dangerous.

The police warn,

if seen, notify your nearest

local law enforcement...

- Kiss me.

- No.

Are you all right?

Give me a hand here, Roger. Now be careful.

I don't want to hurt him

any worse than he is.

Max, you drive around back.

I'll be there in a second.

- Honey. Come on.

- ...for Christmas.

You said we could, Daddy.

You said we could.

Now, you're gonna take this

and you're gonna get some sleep.

Roger, help poor Danny.

I will. You just take this.

- Please help him.

- I will. Don't worry.

Drink some water.

Okay? Did it go down?

Now you just try and get some sleep

and I'll be back in a little while.

Okay?

Everything's okay.

We can still go.

You said we could.

Danny, you can't do anything more for him.

Now, come on.

I want to stay with my daddy.

- Danny, come on.

- No. Let go!

We're gonna have to get Danny

away from his dad.

I'm sure the death has

completely unbalanced him.

Come on.

Come on, Max.

Come on, Max, grab his arm!

Daddy! Daddy!

He'll be going any minute now.

There's nothing more we can do.

- Sometimes we're so helpless.

- You're wrong, Roger.

Don't you realize we have here

two perfect subjects?

One a retarded man who's

of no use to himself or to anyone else,

and here a homicidal maniac

who'll be dead in a few minutes anyway.

You're not gonna do that to Danny.

Roger, such an opportunity

may never come again.

I don't know.

I'd appreciate it if you and Linda

would kind of look after Danny for me.

He's going now.

He's legally dead.

All right.

Go ahead and start the heart pump.

It's done.

May God forgive us.

It's okay.

They'll be asleep for a few days now.

Yes. I know.

There's one more thing we have

to do before tomorrow morning.

- Are you okay?

- I'm all right.

Did the sheriff come?

How about that man?

The man died of his wound.

And the sheriff was here,

and I told him that you were resting,

and he told me that

my statement would be enough.

How is poor Danny?

Well, honey...

- Danny ran away.

- Ran away?

We've gotta find him.

No, because he's done it before.

He's done it before.

Now, I went ahead and sent Max into town,

and he's arranging

for a decent burial for Andrew.

Pulse is okay.

Blood pressure's okay.

- What about the blood count?

- It's okay, too.

Normal?

Well, it's six days...

and I would say that our experiment

was a definite success.

Telephone.

I can't come to the phone now.

Find out who it is.

I'll call him back.

It's Ken.

All right. Tell him I'll be right there.

He'll be here in just a minute, Ken.

Yeah.

How are ya? Fine, fine. I'm all right.

Hey, listen, my vacation starts this weekend.

Right. You still want a houseguest?

Yeah, that'd be great.

We'll expect you this Saturday.

And I got something

really fantastic to show you.

Yeah. Okay. Bye.

I'm glad he's coming.

Maybe he can keep you

out of that lab for a while.

Maybe.

Roger, I'm worried.

- Danny hasn't come home yet.

- Honey, don't worry about Danny.

I know. But just the same, we should phone.

I just told you not to worry about Danny.

If he's not back in a couple days,

I'll phone the sheriff.

It's waking!

No, it's all right. Just lay down.

Three CCs of Demerol. Come on.

No, you're all right. You're all right.

Stay relaxed. Relax.

- Are you all right?

- Yes, I'm all right!

- What's going on in there?

- Nothing, darling.

Just go on back.

It's okay, it's okay.

I'll take that.

All right?

Yeah, they're okay.

Daddy?

Well, what do you know? It can talk.

- Who are you?

- I'm your brother.

- I don't have a brother.

- You do now.

I don't like it any better.

Until we can do something about it,

I'm running this monster, understand?

My neck hurts.

Our neck hurts, stupid.

Don't you see what these maniacs

have done to us?

Stop jerking around.

You and I are now one, dummy.

Let's stand up. I'll show you.

I've got to teach the moron to walk.

Left, right. Left, right. Left, right.

Now you've got it.

Not bad.

Look at Uncle Cass now, girls.

Let's get out of this thing.

Don't make a sound.

Oh, no!

No! Stop!

Danny! Get back there on that table.

Here, Roger.

Here.

Sniff. Sniff.

No, no, it's all over, baby.

Don't worry about it. Don't worry about it.

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