Dr. Cyclops Page #2

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Ready.

We will call this specimen A.

Now, please, Dr. Bulfinch.

Bill, you must do your part.

I brought you.

I'm responsible for you.

You ought to have a herd

of sheep or nine children,

then you could really worry.

Progressive deterioration,

even disintegration of structure.

Very good.

Mr. Stockton. Quickly.

Please. You can't refuse.

I would if it was any further to walk.

Hmm.

Odd-looking cells.

I am not interested

in your opinion on cell structure.

Tell me if you see

anything there you do know about.

Sure I do.

Iron crystals.

(BANGS TABLE)

Oh, forgive me if I seem overwrought,

but what you have just told me

proves the theory on which my work

has been based for the past two years.

And your eyes, young man,

have given me the clue to my only error.

These eyes, what a handicap.

How they've held me back

these many months.

And what a journey

they've caused you, my friends.

No, Dr. Thorkel. What a privilege.

Now, you must pardon my returning

to my work.

I have some processes under way

which require my constant attention.

I shall hope tomorrow morning

to find a moment to bid you all farewell.

If not, please accept now every expression

of my esteem and gratitude.

Goodbye.

Are you attempting to intimate

that you summoned me,

Dr. Rupert Bulfinch,

I am not intimating, Dr. Bulfinch.

I'm merely stating a fact.

At a very critical period in my work,

you were able to give me the benefit

of your trained sight.

I do not, however,

require further assistance.

Now you must permit me

to return to my work.

It is most absorbing.

Goodbye.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(FROGS CROAKING)

I tell you,

I will not be treated this way.

I will not be treated

like an errand boy.

If I were in your position, Dr. Bulfinch,

I wouldn't stir a step from here

until Dr. Thorkel had given me

an adequate explanation.

I can scarcely descend

to the indignity of bickering with him.

That's right.

He doesn't want us here,

so the thing to do is to be on our way.

Can't you even get mad about it?

What's the use?

Do you realize that after coming

all this way,

we haven't the faintest idea

even of what Dr. Thorkel is working on?

BAKER:
Maybe you haven't,

but I have.

Well, is it a secret?

Not anymore.

It's a mine, just like I always figured.

(SCOFFS) Nonsense.

Well, have it your own way, Doc,

but somebody's been mining

here off and on

ever since the Incas

built that wall.

Oh, Steve, you're just dreaming.

Whatever it is Dr. Thorkel is doing here,

it's certainly not mining.

You two are sure hard to convince.

(MACHINERY HUMMING)

(ADDITIONAL MACHINE HUMMING)

(THUDDING)

Deep.

(HUMMING STOPS)

(CREAKING)

(CREAKING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

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