Donovan's Brain Page #5

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onto something very important.

For instance?

Well, I don't know for sure,

but we know the brain reacts

and reacts differently.

The next step is to find out

what these reactions mean.

Specifically, which cells

are responsible

for thoughts, emotions, actions.

All right, but where

do we go from there?

Now you're

asking me too much too soon.

These answers may take years.

By the way, how's your Patience?

What do you think?

I think someday

you'll be as famous

as madame Eve curie.

Well, if I'm as useful to you

as she was to her husband,

I'll settle for that.

You're just as useful...

And lot's prettier.

Oh, pat, please go take a nap.

Not now, dear.

You do the sleeping

for both of us.

Let me have the notes, please.

Seventh day.

Brain's absorption

of nourishment

increasing approximately

1 cc per hour.

Growth and pulsations

visible to naked eye.

These impulses!

They must mean something.

They must!

More notes?

No, not now, dear.

Pat, I'm worried about Frank.

Why?

He'll show up when

he runs out of money.

Don't you feel a little guilty?

If he hadn't

been here helping you,

he'd have been home

on duty when Tuttle called.

Wouldn't have lost his job.

Jan, when a teetotaler

takes after a drunk,

the drunk doesn't have a chance.

Tuttle's been after

Frank for a year now.

Sometimes I think

you're a bad influence.

Why don't you discourage

Frank from drinking?

Oh, perhaps I'll cure Frank

and every other alcoholic,

if I can solve the mystery

of Donovan's brain.

I think it's a matter

of chemistry,

how the brain thinks.

The problem is to find out

what chemical combinations

are responsible for success,

failure, happiness, misery.

Sounds impossible.

But it isn't.

It can't be.

There has to be a way.

Pat, I wish you'd eat

and get a good night's sleep.

Oh, there must be some way.

Now this oscillograph

has shown us

all kinds of reactions,

but what do they mean?

Honey, are you really

interested in reactions?

Are you kidding?

Of course.

Well, what about mine?

It looks like

we're going to spend

the rest of our lives

here in this room.

All right.

I don't miss the fresh air,

and my cooking smells

like carbolic acid,

but there's no place in here

for you to warm my cold feet

on these long winter nights.

I guess if we had

about a hundred mirrors,

we could watch the brain

from every room in

the house, couldn't we?

If you think it'll work,

I'll buy them.

Something else will work.

What?

We'll give the brain a voice,

and we can hear it

from anywhere.

Now who's kidding who?

No, no, no. Honest.

I'll show you.

Look, go get the portable radio,

will you?

And the soldering iron.

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