Re-Animator Page #4

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I'll need new lab space.

You will help me.

- No!

- Why? Because it's mad?

No, because I don't

believe you.

How can you say that?

You've seen the results.

No, Rufus wasn't dead

to begin with.

You drugged him

and reduced his vital signs.

You lowered his body temperature.

He couldn't have been dead.

Do you agree

that he's dead now?

Do you agree

that he's dead now?

West, no!

West, stop!

I'll show you.

- Then you'll help me.

- No!

Yes, you will.

That is why I brought the infernal beast

back to life in the first place.

- In the brain?

- Of course.

Don't expect it to tango,

it has a broken back.

God! Why does

it make that noise?

Birth is always painful.

It was dead.

Twice.

- Oh, it's him!

- Baby, what are you doing here?

It's Rufus! HOW did...

- Come on, let's go upstairs.

- Oh! Oh, my god.

Herbert West has effected

re-animation in dead animal tissue.

Mr. Cain, I'm surprised.

No, I've seen it.

He brought back a dead animal,

a cat, back to life.

I hadn't expected such nonsense

from you, Mr. Cain,

but I should have guessed it

when you took up with Mr. West.

I know he's unstable,

but I've seen the results,

and so has your daughter.

What have you been doing

with my daughter?

She walked into an experiment.

You've involved Megan

in your insanity?

I never intended to involve her.

Tomorrow morning, you will

submit to me a written apology

for this entire affair.

These experiments were clearly beyond

the scope of your legitimate studies.

They've obviously interfered with

your ability to do your class work.

If any equipment from the hospital

or from the laboratories

of Miskatonic University were involved

in any of this unauthorized activity,

criminal charges

may be pressed.

You will, in any case, have

your student loan rescinded.

My loan?

I won't be able to continue school.

As for Mr. West,

he needs submit no apology.

You may tell him that he may

continue with his research

without the impediment

of an education.

As of now, he is no longer

a student of this university.

Sir, can we please just discuss this?

I think you're being blinded

by your emotions.

That will be all, Mr. Cain.

Don't take this out on Meg.

She tried to stop me.

I said that will be all.

- Oh, they keep on a comin', don't they?

- Oh, yeah.

You ain't got my lunch

under there, have you?

Yeah, one meatball

run over by a semi.

Ew!

I lost my appetite. You gonna

be around for a while?

I might go catch me

some coffee.

- Take your time.

- You got it.

Meatball?

Just put your shoes on.

Oh, damn, if we get caught...

Oh, well, what will they do?

Embalm us?

Let's go.

Burn victim.

- Here's your meatball.

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