The Island of Dr. Moreau Page #3

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an extraordinary creature.

Help me.

These small things...

are just a question

of chemical imbalances.

That's all.

No. No. Don't be upset.

I want to be like you.

Will I never be like you?

Well. I hope not!

I mean. How would you look

if you were like me?

You see?

I've made you smile.

What a surprise.

I didn't mean to startle you.

I thought I heard someone

stirring about down here.

And I thought I'd come look.

You know. I did hear you.

It's rather late. You see.

I heard...

Would you like a biscuit?

No.

I was listening to this music.

It was interesting...

Did you. Were you playing?

Well. Perhaps it was you.

Well. In any event. You see.

It reminded me

of a man named Schoenberg...

this sort of music...

I'd like to

demonstrate something...

which might interest you.

No. You can all

just. Just relax and. And...

Well. You see...

there is a sort of music

called twelve-tone music.

And it sounds...

sort of like that. You see?

But there is

another kind of music.

And there is a man

named George Gershwin...

who played this.

Lovely.

I know. My son.

Father.

I must ask a question.

Please.

What am I?

We call you Father.

Yet we are not like you.

What are we?

You are...

you are my children.

You are all my children.

You see?

Now. I think perhaps it might

be helpful...

if we could go over there.

Then we could discuss this.

And I could explain

to you exactly...

Now. Be calm. Please.

I want to tell you

something very important.

Just everyone be calm.

And just relax and be seated

if you would. Please...

because...

you see. One of

the things that...

Tell me...

why you make the pain...

if we are your children?

You see.

You are my children.

But law is necessary.

If there is no more pain...

then. Is there no more law?

Hm?

There is always law.

- Pain no more.

- Good God.

What are you doing?

To walk on all fours.

That is the law.

To slurp up our drink.

That is the law.

We are not men.

To eat flesh and fish

anytime.

That is the law!

Now I am the law.

None shall escape.

That is the law.

Is there still law?

There's still law. Yes.

How can there be law

without the Father?

He hasn't left us.

That is

what I'll tell the others.

That his spirit

is watching over us.

We must wait for a sign.

It's all right.

Were it not for you.

I should say that

your father had failed...

terribly.

But you're not

the same as them.

Nor are you the same as me.

You are something far.

Far finer.

It's the process.

I'm changing.

There's a serum Montgomery

used to give me.

It's in the lab.

It can stop my regression.

Please... help me.

"Judge not.

That ye be not judged.

"For with

what judgment ye judge.

"Ye shall be judged:

"And with what measure

ye meet.

"It shall be measured

to you again.

"Why beholdest thou the mote

that is in thy brother's eye.

"But considerest not the beam

in thine own eye?

"Hypocrite! Cast out

the beam in thine own eye.

"Then thou shalt see clearly...

"to cast out the mote

of thy brother's eye.

"Neither cast ye your pearls

before swine.

"Lest they trample them

under their feet.

"And then. Give not that which

is holy unto the dogs. "

What does she need?

Animal or man?

- What am I looking for?

- You're angry.

"Neither cast... "

Listen. Listen.

Don't f*** around.

What do I need?

What do I need?

Tell me what I need.

Where is it? Shut up!

Shut up! Where is the serum?

Bastard!

- Where is the serum?

- Calm.

Who's the animal?

Who's the animal?

Be calm. Calm.

We've got to think and reason

this through together.

Tell me.

I destroyed the serum.

All of it.

Hyena.

Kill him!

I have the fire that kills.

I know where there's more.

Fire that kills.

I know where there's more.

Show us...

and we will let you join us.

I want no more pain.

Take it out.

Take it out.

We are not men.

That is the law.

That is the law.

Burn it.

None shall escape.

"And though I give

my body to be burned...

"and have not charity.

I am nothing. "

"And though I give all my gifts

to feed the poor...

"and though I give my body

to be burned.

"And have not charity.

I am nothing.

"Charity envieth not... "

You know. Sherlock Holmes

once asked Doctor Watson:

"Did you notice

the remarkable thing...

"about the dog barking?"

Doctor Watson said.

"I heard no dog barking. "

Sherlock said:

"That's the remarkable thing. "

Hello. Woofer.

Well. Things didn't work out.

Moreau wanted to turn

animals into humans...

and humans into gods.

But it's instinct and reason.

Instinct and reason.

What's instinct to a dog?

To hunt. To kill. Master.

To run with the pack.

I want to go to dog heaven.

Now we are men.

He said...

he was closer to his goal...

than I could possibly imagine.

Do you remember?

You see. I was led to believe...

he had saved my life...

when. In fact...

all the time...

he intended to take it.

He intended to...

use me.

He intended to use my DNA...

to stop your regression.

Well. Anyway...

He's dead...

and Montgomery is...

insane...

and has...

Well. He's destroyed

all the serum.

Go!

Go!

The guns.

How do you do. Sir?

I believe we've met.

Drip. Drap. Drip. Drap.

"Where are you going in

the woods today. Little girl?"

My little kitten.

Fetch!

Nicely now. Little kitten.

Or I'll hurt you.

Remember...

Remember

how the master whipped me?

He never touched

your soft skin. Did he?

Tell them...

that I am the law.

Do not believe him.

He is not the law!

Good doggie.

Five Man.

Please tell them that

I am God.

You're right.

You are a god.

No!

Again.

You are a god.

You're all gods.

Tell them...

to obey me like

they did the Father.

You all killed the Father.

You all ate his flesh.

So who is the new Father?

Who is God Number One?

Who should they obey?

Him?

Or him?

You see...

there must be

a God Number One.

Father...

why?

You stay!

Douglas. You stay here.

You stay with us.

I'll be back. I'll be back.

I'll come back.

There must be people

who can...

Well. Doctors. Scientists...

who understand

what Moreau was trying to do.

They could develop

a serum. Stop the regression.

No more scientists.

No more laboratories. No more

experiments.

I thought you'd understand that.

We have to be what we are...

not what the Father tried

to make us.

To go on two legs...

is very hard.

Perhaps four is better anyway.

This is a true record

of what I saw...

leaving out only the latitude

and longitude of the island...

as a warning to all who'd

follow in Moreau's footsteps.

Most times I keep the memory

far in the back of my mind.

A distant cloud.

But there are times when

the little cloud spreads...

until it obscures the sky.

At those times.

I look about at my fellow men.

And I'm reminded

of some likeness...

to the beast people.

I feel as though the animal

is surging up in them.

And they're neither

wholly animal nor wholly man.

But an unstable

combination of both.

As unstable as anything

Moreau created.

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