(upbeat music)
♪ Don't think I'll fall down at your feet ♪
♪ Or be a slave or count every heartbeat ♪
♪ 'Cause I don't think I could lose you again ♪
♪ I still feel the hurt, still remember the pain ♪
♪ You and I on a raw romance ♪
♪ Look at me now, the last slow dance ♪
♪ Touch me now, the fire's cold ♪
♪ Turn on the heat, let's lose control ♪
♪ Say the word, I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I learned, I don't really care ♪
♪ Say the word, take me high ♪
♪ As long as you're here in my arms ♪
♪ I could die ♪
(upbeat music)
♪ You claim the prize, this victim of love ♪
♪ Upon a new game, I lost from the start of ♪
♪ Promises I swore I could keep ♪
♪ Just crumble and fall, resistance is weak ♪
♪ Then don't go asking the same crazy way ♪
♪ A moonlight magic to light everyday ♪
♪ Oh, I can't believe I'd come back for more ♪
♪ But I need you now ♪
♪ Just like before ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I learned, I don't really care ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Rescue me ♪ ♪ Rescue me ♪
♪ Hold me tonight in your arms ♪
♪ Set me free ♪
(upbeat music)
♪ Hey, I'm not planning to stay all that long ♪
♪ I need you so bad, this just can't be wrong ♪
♪ Oh, I can't believe I'd be back for more ♪
♪ I want you, baby, like never before ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I've learned, I don't even care ♪
♪ Say the word, rescue me ♪
♪ Take me tonight in your arms ♪
♪ Set me free ♪
(upbeat music)
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪
♪ I love you so much ♪
♪ I need to, I need to ♪ ♪ Say the word ♪
(tow truck whirring)
- I was only inside for a minute.
I had to drop something off.
- It's a red-ass world, honey baby.
- Please.
I can't afford to miss my class.
(engine humming)
- So what's the story?
- He's towing my car.
I was only in there for a minute.
There was no place to park.
- No problem.
Can't you just let it down for her?
- Piss off.
- Listen, numb nuts, this car's not ticketed.
In case you didn't know, it's illegal to tow
an unticketed car in this state.
So I guess if it's not sitting on all four wheels
in about 10 seconds, you're looking at grand theft auto
and tomorrow's cover story.
So smile.
(camera snapping)
Have a nice day.
(tow truck whirring)
I'm Sam Nash.
- Lauren Daly.
Thanks a lot.
- I'll see you later.
- Okay.
(engine humming)
- Where's this slime bag Duffy?
We wanna see him.
- What did he do now?
What's the problem? - Hey, guys.
Here's a shot of that fire yesterday.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Hey, you. - Goddammit, Duffy,
you lousy son of a bitch.
- I think you got something wrong here.
I'm not Duffy.
- You tell Duffy we're after him
and we're not going to forget this.
- When we find him, we're gonna rip his balls off.
- If we can find them.
- [Sam] Bye.
(Sam sighing)
- Are they gone?
- Do you realize you almost got me castrated?
What was that all about?
- What, didn't you read my column?
Yeah, here you go.
Those are the stud baggers.
You know, those bimbos the coaches are using
to recruit the blue-chip jocks straps.
- You mean the ones you called hookers?
- Yeah.
I merely suggested that they were minor in solicitation.
(lighter clicking)
So you get the goods on that monkey abuser?
- I just can't break into his office, Duffy.
- (sighs) Jesus.
You know, Geraldo Rivera would've been up his ass
with a flashlight.
You're hopeless, Nash.
(heart monitor beeping)
- Robert, can you give me an overhead?
(computer beeping)
Thank you.
(machine whirring)
Standby to inject.
(electrical buzzing)
Five, four, three, two...injector.
(machine humming)
(baboon groaning)
(computer whizzing)
- How long does it take these brain cells
to start revitalizing?
- With the rats, cytoplasmic regeneration
took about 20 minutes.
- How much of its loss capacity can it expect to regain?
- All of it.
100%.
- Not bad.
- What do you mean, "not bad?"
No one has ever revitalized a damaged brain cell.
No one.
You're witnessing the most significant breakthrough
in modern medical history.
(baboon groaning) (heartbeat monitor beeping)
(baboon squealing) (alarm beeping)
Robert.
Robert, what is she doing?
(baboon squealing)
What's happened? - Look at this EEG, doctor.
(baboon squealing)
- What's going on?
Answer me.
What is going on?
- I don't know.
(baboon squealing)
Mr. Oakley, hold up.
Listen, I know I'm close.
I just need a little more time.
- Our company's been footing your bills for over two years.
It's time to cut our losses.
- You cannot just pull my funding like this.
Can't you see what my work can mean for mankind?
- All I saw was one off pissed off monkey.
- Don't you drug company hacks care about anything else
but pushing pills?
Mr. Oakley, please, think of the benefits
to anyone with brain injury,
whether it's an accident victim,
or it's people with Alzheimer's disease, or alcoholics.
- We don't fund pie in the sky.
We fund results.
- And I will get --
Mr. Oakley, I will get these results!
Please, give me a few more months.
- Okay, you've got 60 days.
- Oh, thank you, Mr. Oakley.
Thank you.
(engine humming)
- Dr. Ethridge.
Hi.
Dr. Ethridge, I'm Sam Nash with the Independent Voice.
- Oh, oh.
- I'd love to interview you on your research.
- Oh, yes? - Yeah.
- Yes.
Thank you.
- How about next week?
- Um, I'm very preoccupied right now.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
- I could come by any time.
My schedule's pretty open.
- Thank you, yes, thank you. (engine humming)
- Thanks.
(door thudding) (paperwork rattling)
- Sure, keep going.
(door clicking)
Can I help you with something?
- Oh, sorry.
I've just never seen such pretty clothes before.
- What are you doing in my room?
- I'm your new roomie.
Debbie Gilbert.
- You're starting a little late in the semester, aren't you?
- I'll make it up.
- I'm Lauren Daly.
So, what were you, sick or something?
- Pregnant.
I had an abortion.
Sorry, I didn't mean to gross you out or anything.
- I guess I'm just not used
to hearing people admit stuff like that.
- Well, welcome to the real world.
(upbeat music)
- Nash, my lad, you're never gonna make it in this racket.
Too much of a fucking idealist.
- You mean I don't make up lies like you?
- Hey, it's the writer's duty to embellish
when the facts are boring, right?
- You're boiling the bun of the First Amendment.
- You tell him, dude.
- Yeah, well, if you had any hair on your ass,
you'd slip over to that ghoul's lab
and catch him humping his monkeys.
- Humping his monkeys?
Well, all right, let's go get 'em.
- Excuse me for a second.
Fuck off.
Now, he's cranking out some major mutations, man.
I can smell it.
- You're a terminal cynic, Duffy.
You only see one color.
Shit brown.
- Well, turd is a turd, is a turd, right?
- I'll drink to that.
♪ Love is my mania ♪
♪ Kiss me now, kiss me now ♪
♪ Love is my mania ♪
♪ Kiss me now, kiss me now ♪
♪ Love is my mania ♪
- What's that for?
- Patience, my lad.
♪ Kiss me now, kiss me now ♪
- Yo.
Don Ho.
Two more here.
- Two more here.
♪ Kiss me now, kiss me now ♪
- Aren't you afraid of catching some disease?
- Never been sick a day in my life.
Now, look, here's what we're gonna do.
We'll wait 'til about one, then sneak on over
to the lab, okay?
(patron groaning)
Stage one.
And I'll rifle through his records,
you take a few pictures and we'll free all the monkeys
on the way out.
How about that?
- That's illegal.
- Yeah, well, so is picking your nose in public.
(patron belching)
Stage two.
- What's stage three?
(Sam laughing)
- And four.
Three, two, one.
- Oh, Jesus.
(Sam laughing)
- I'll drink to that.
(mugs clanking)
So what'd he say?
- I'm not breaking into any place
until I've got all the facts.
- Well, that's how you get the facts, Jacko.
- No, count me out.
- Oh, you pussy.
Well, look, lend me your camera then. Okay?
Come on.
(Sam sighing)
(upbeat music) Come on.
Yeah, yeah, I need that.
- Watch this.
- Don't worry about it.
Let's go.
- Lab surveillance camera checks out.
VCR operational.
(door creaking)
Hey, Charlie. (radio squelching)
- Yeah, we copy. (radio squelching)
- Put the coffee on.
I'm coming back in 20.
(radio crackling) - 10-4.
(lock clicking)
(footsteps stomping)
(jogger panting)
(tense music)
(door clicking)
- Call the decor High-Tech Frankenstein.
(fingers tapping)
What the hell is that?
(tense music)
What you been doing here, doc?
Naughty, naughty, naughty.
(camera snapping)
(baboon grunting)
(cage rattling)
Hey there.
They've been trying to give you some shock treatment, pal?
(baboon squealing)
Hey, all right.
Yeah, hold still for a sec.
That's it. (baboon squealing)
You look like a great centerfold for me.
(baboon squealing) (cage rattling)
Peanut? (baboon squealing)
Just chill out, you're gonna get...
(baboon squealing)
All right, all right.
(cage rattling) (baboon squealing)
Okay, good. (camera snapping)
(baboon squealing)
(dramatic music)
(Duffy yelling) (baboon squealing)
(Duffy groaning)
(glass shattering)
(alarm blaring)
(dramatic music)
(siren wailing)
(baboon squealing)
- [Officer] Jesus.
(baboon squealing) (tires screeching)
(glass shattering)
(engine humming) (tires screeching)
- What happened?
- I dunno.
It broke out of its cage.
Started wrecking the lab.
Crashed right through the window.
- What the hell was this thing?
It attacked our car like a mad dog.
(police radio chattering)
- This will set us back weeks.
- Who can tell me the total number of sides
and diagonals in this hexagon?
Now, come on, it was on your homework assignment.
Lauren?
- I don't know.
- Take a guess.
- Six.
- No, that's the number of sides.
Kimberly?
- Um...12?
- No, but close.
(door clicking)
Don't you think you've missed enough classes, Debbie,
without showing up late?
- I got mascara in my eye.
- What a sleaze.
- Perhaps you can answer this problem
that's got your fellow students totally confused.
- Oh, the hexagon one?
15.
- Correct.
Could you tell us how you arrived at your conclusion?
- You've got six sides, plus the number of diagonals.
So you start at any vertex and you draw three diagonals.
You do that for all six vertices,
but you're counting them twice.
So you take half the number of the sides,
times end to the third power.
- Very good.
(both chuckling)
- [Lauren] How do you know all that stuff?
- My IQ's 184.
- Oh, God, you don't look...
I'm sorry.
- It's all right.
Guys don't make passes at girls with glasses.
(students chattering)
- Bye.
Hey, bud, what's shaking?
- A new crop of prime freshman titties.
- We need some fresh party meat.
(all laughing)
- There's two candidates.
- Quick, gimme your notebook.
- You got it, bud.
- Excuse me, ladies, I'm conducting a little survey
and I'd like to ask you a few questions.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Major?
- Art.
- Nuclear physics.
- Good, very good.
And phone numbers.
- Hi.
- I see you met Love joy.
One of our legendary lovers.
- Take a hike, Nash.
- Has he asked you if you wear panties yet?
- No.
- He will.
Right, Joe?
And then comes the one about sexual fantasies, right?
Did I say something wrong?
- Stay outta my face, punk.
(Sam laughing)
- What was that all about?
- He and his buddies throw some interesting bashes.
If you're into group sex.
- No, I don't think so.
I'd like you to meet my roommate, Debbie.
Debbie, this is Sam, the guy who saved my car.
- Nice to meet you. - Good to meet you.
I wish I had a white knight.
(all chuckling)
I've gotta run.
Bye.
- Bye.
So is that really true about those frat guys?
- Don't let the ivy walls fool you.
This place is a jungle.
So you'd better watch out.
- I will.
- I better walk you to class.
- Okay.
(engine humming)
(blind whirring)
- Where have you been, man?
The chief's been screaming for your call.
- I'm working on it.
- It stinks like the Paris sewers in here.
- Look, you want clean air, go join a commune.
- You got my camera?
- I need to borrow it for a couple more days.
- A monkey broke out of the psych lab last night,
got splattered by a campus cop car.
- Wasn't there.
- You bullshit so much, your teeth are brown.
- Look, I said I wasn't there, okay?
- Okay.
All right.
Look, you better clean yourself up and brush your teeth.
- What for?
- 'Cause you got a date.
- I do?
- (chuckles) Yeah, I fixed you up
with a roommate of this girl I like.
- How many eyes has she got?
- Trust me.
She's more than your hands call for.
We're talking shave, shampoo.
Shower with soap.
And don't forget to change your drawers.
(Duffy scoffing)
I'll pick you up at eight.
(tense music)
- Shit.
(Duffy screaming) (tense music)
(telephone ringing)
- Dr. Ethridge.
I know.
I'm working on it.
It'll take me a couple of weeks to prepare a new monkey.
It was an accident, Mr. Oakley.
I'm working on it.
I have it under control.
Yes, sir.
Under control.
Thank you very much for calling, Mr. Oakley.
Yes, thanks.
Thank you.
(telephone receiver clicking)
(Dr. Ethridge sighing)
(knocking on door)
Yes?
(door creaking)
- Here's the tape from the surveillance camera.
- Oh.
(tense music)
(telephone dialing)
This is Dr. Ethridge.
Give me Campus Police.
(upbeat music)
♪ Say what ♪
♪ Get ready for this ♪
♪ Ah, ah ♪
♪ I wake up and it's 8:15 ♪
♪ Chilling with the jukebox and my TV ♪
♪ I flip through the channels and what did I see ♪
♪ A special report immediately ♪
♪ Now a kamikaze bomb ♪ ♪ Bomb ♪
♪ The anchorman said ♪ ♪ Said ♪
♪ Scores of our boys either missing or dead ♪
♪ The people on the ground ♪
(both chuckling)
- Your friend Duffy's a little weird.
But he's nice.
Do you think he likes Debbie?
- Do worms like tender, young apples?
- And what about you?
Do you like me?
- I don't know.
Let me taste you.
(both laughing)
- Okay, so there I was, hiding in this closet
with 20 humongous jocks looking to stomp me into oatmeal.
- God, what did you do this time?
- Well, I lit a fire and set off the sprinkler system.
Yeah, then I slipped out a window in the back.
- Wow, that's really smart.
I would've never thought of that.
- Yeah, well, I dunno...I picked up
a few tricks along the way.
Yeah, Gonzo journalism's kind of like, you know,
like eating a lot when you don't have a colon, you know?
- Meaning what?
- Means you never know how it's gonna come out, you know?
(Debbie chuckling)
(upbeat music)
- Hi. - Hi.
- You having a good time?
- Yeah. - Yeah, I guess so.
Do you mind if I excuse myself to the Louve?
- No.
- Mind holding my hand?
- I'd love to.
(both giggling)
- Stay here.
I'll be right back.
- So...what do you think of Debbie?
- She's brainy.
But thank god she doesn't look like Einstein, huh?
- Whoa, easy.
(Duffy giggling)
- Just testing your reflexes.
(urinals flushing)
- You okay?
- Yeah, sure.
No problem.
Let's go.
(upbeat music)
- Hi, how you doing?
What do you say you and me do it?
- Come on, leave us alone.
We're with dates.
- Who?
- Wood nuts and Dorkstein?
You guys must be hard up.
- Get lost, creep.
- What do you say I lose my face in your tits, huh?
- You heard her.
Beat it.
- [Lovejoy] Let go, or I'll break your face.
- Yeah?
- Let him go.
Let him go.
- You're dead meat, assholes.
- [Lauren] So this is where you keep your etchings, huh?
- [Sam] This is it.
Home, sweet home.
- You're neater than I am.
- My dad was career Army.
Ran our house like a boot camp.
(both laughing)
- You don't look like the military type.
- I was the black sheep.
- Oh, you're here on scholarship?
- I won a journalism contest from high school.
- What did you write about?
- I exposed some companies that were dumping waste
near the reservoir.
- That's great.
(Lauren chuckling)
So have you made up your mind about me yet?
- Yeah.
(tender music)
(Lauren giggling)
- So where's your roommate?
- Well, he's a gambling nut.
Plays cards for days on end.
He's never here.
- Good.
(soft, romantic music)
Is something wrong?
- I was just a little worried about Duffy, that's all.
- Don't worry.
Debbie will take good care of him.
- I'm sure she will.
(both laughing)
(soft, romantic music cont.)
- Al Pacino's one of my favorites.
- Yeah, I like Al Pacino, too.
I think one of my favorite scenes is that one in...
what is it, what is it?
Oh, yeah, Injustice For All.
You know, where he wigs out at that judge he's defending.
What does he say?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's like, yeah, "That man is a slime."
Remember that? (both chuckling)
- Yeah.
(Duffy coughing) - Are you sure you're okay?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - You're sweating.
- Do you mind if we sat down?
- Yeah. - Okay.
(soft music)
- Are you one of those crusading reporters?
- Nah.
I just like nailing the crooks and the phonies, you know.
- My dad was a crook.
He got caught cheating on real estate deals
until some guy shot him.
My mom, she's in jail for writing bad checks.
- Look, I'm sorry, I didn't know that.
- It's all right, I just thought in case it mattered.
- Well, hell, I mean, my family's crooker than yours.
Yeah, my parents are doctors.
(imitates drum rimshot)
(Debbie giggling) (Duffy groaning)
Hold on a sec.
- You sure you're okay?
- Yeah, no problem.
Must've been something I ate, huh?
- Never had a guy stand up for me before.
- Yeah, well, those guys are scrotes.
I mean, somebody outta nuke their frat house.
- You know, underneath all that bunk
and BS, you're really kind of a sweet guy.
- Yeah, well, tell that to all the subjects of my column.
I mean, I've been burned in effigy
more times than the football coach.
(soft music)
- Hey.
That's too rough.
- I'm sorry about that.
I'm really sorry about that.
(Debbie laughing)
What?
(tense music)
- Chris Walker.
(anxious music)
- What's with this wait, huh?
Where are all the goddamn doctors?
What is this bullshit?
- Hey, give it a break, bud.
- Hey, fuck you.
Fuck you.
(patients screaming)
(intense music) Come on.
(bat thudding) (patients screaming)
- Calm down, calm down before I call...
(bat thudding) (patients screaming)
(Duffy screaming) (feet thudding)
(chair rattling)
- [Patient] Somebody call the police!
(bookcase rattling)
(Duffy screaming)
(intense music cont.)
(Duffy panting)
(Duffy screaming)
(players chattering)
- Ma'am, what measures are being taken on campus
for the upcoming bash?
- The faculty is very concerned about this year's event.
- And if the antics of last year are repeated,
then this year's Halloween Ball will be the last.
- Mr. Vice President,
are you referring to the drinking?
- Yes, I'm referring to the drinking, the drugs, the nudity,
and the general lewd behavior
that shames our entire university.
Any questions?
- What happened here?
- A student, he must have been on something.
- Are you sure it was Frank Duffy?
- That's the name he gave at the desk.
- Thanks.
- Look, Doc, don't worry.
We'll let you know as soon as we catch this guy.
- Thank you. - Sure.
- Dr. Ethridge.
Can we please talk now?
- No, not now.
(ball thumping)
- You must be losing it, Love joy.
Letting that dirt bag Duffy scum you off.
- Next, some librarians are gonna be kicking your ass.
- Hey, don't sweat it.
I got it covered.
- What are you gonna do, hire a bodyguard?
- Or maybe get one of those sex exchange operations.
(both laughing)
- Listen, you dildos.
I'm gonna have the last laugh.
- Ooh, she's getting pissed.
(both laughing)
- You know what the sweetest thing in life is?
- What?
(ball thumping)
- Revenge.
- I'm going to the library.
You wanna come?
- Oh, no thanks.
I'm not feeling so hot.
- You should take it easy.
Hang on.
There's a lot of flu going around.
- Yeah.
- Did Duffy give you that big hickey?
- Yeah.
(Lauren giggling)
- You better put some makeup on it.
I'll see you later.
- Bye. - Bye.
(door clicking)
(items clattering)
(engine humming)
(dog barking)
- Duffy?
(anxious music)
Duffy?
(tin clattering) Hey, Duff, is that you?
Duffy?
Hey, man.
(dog whining)
(Sam sighing)
(tense music)
(Duffy screaming)
(car door thudding)
- Hey, back in the '60s, students
were freaking out by the busload.
(both chuckling)
Every night, I had to come pull one out of a tree.
(Duffy screaming)
(glass shattering) (Duffy screaming)
What the hell was that?
Come on.
(Duffy screaming)
(tense music)
I'll go in this way, you go 'round the back.
- Right.
- Come outta there right now!
(door creaking)
(Duffy screaming)
(dramatic music)
(head thudding)
- Chris?
(door creaking)
(telephone ringing)
- Sam, go over to anthropology quick.
A campus cop just got murdered.
- Thanks. (telephone dialing)
(police radio chattering)
(engine humming)
- Dr. Ethridge.
I think we need to talk now.
- If you've got a minute, we can go over to my lab.
- Why don't we?
(doors thudding)
(Debbie groaning)
(rowdy rock music)
- Beer here.
- Let's go kick some ass.
- [All] Yeah!
(both howling)
(rowdy rock music cont.)
- Look.
- She'll do.
- Pull over.
- Hey, want a little party?
Come on, we'll show you a good time.
- Let me alone, I'm sick.
- Come on, we'll stick you with something, fix you right up.
Come on.
- Let me alone. (Love joy chuckling)
Come on. - Let go of me.
No.
- Beer.
(engine humming)
Have a beer. - No.
Let me go.
- Chugga, chugga, chugga.
- Come on, babe. - Chugg, chugg, chugg.
(beer splattering)
- Go, get outta here. - Let me go.
- [Sam] What happened to Duffy?
- I don't know.
- Don't trick me around, Ethridge,
he caught something from your monkey.
- It's not a disease.
The monkey had an abnormal reaction
to synthetic protein that I'm developing.
I need your help to find your friend
before it's too late.
- Why?
So you can use him as another Guinea pig
for your next experiment?
Tell it to the cops. (telephone dialing)
- Before you place that call,
I suggest you remember I'm the only hope your friend has.
- No, no, I'm sorry.
(telephone receiver clicking)
- Here, let me show you something.
This is an antigen that I'm developing from a blood sample
that I took from the monkey.
I just hope that we find your friend before the police do.
(door creaking)
(both laughing) (Debbie groaning)
- Pig! (Lovejoy laughing)
♪ Who's afraid of the big bad wolf ♪
♪ The big bad wolf, the big bad wolf ♪
(Debbie groaning)
- I got firsts.
- You always go first.
- Wait, wait.
Let's all stick her at once.
- Yeah, we'll turn her into a porcupine, man.
- [All] Yeah! (laughs)
(hands slapping)
(all laughing)
- Maestro, a little sound. - Yeah.
- Hit some lights. - Yeah.
(rowdy rock music)
(Debbie groaning) Let's play ball.
(rowdy rock music cont.)
(foot thumping)
(feet thudding)
(Love joy screaming)
(fist thudding)
(Chas screaming)
(bat thudding)
(hand slapping) (Debbie groaning)
(Lovejoy screaming)
- Move. - Hey, watch it.
- So how'd you like dinner?
- Oh, dinner was wonderful.
- Good.
Isn't that Debbie Gilbert?
- She's probably stoned.
- Crazy kids.
- You passed my sorority house.
- Really? (chuckles)
(crickets chirping)
(tense music)
(engine humming)
(tense music)
- Well, this is it.
- You know, you're doing much better with the tutoring,
but you're still behind the rest of the class.
- Well, I need a C to stay in school.
- I don't know about that.
- What will it take for me to get one?
- A lot of hard work.
(leaves rustling) - What was that?
- Just a raccoon or something.
(car rattling) - What was that?
- You stay here.
(door creaking)
(car door thudding)
(tense music)
Who's there?
I'm warning you, I know Kung Fu.
(Prof. Jenkins gasping)
(Prof. Jenkins sighing)
(door creaking)
(door thudding)
I chased him off.
Kimberly?
My god.
(Prof. Jenkins yelling) (Duffy screaming)
(dramatic music)
(tires screeching)
(doors thudding)
- Can I help you?
- Room number for Sam Nash?
- Visiting hours are over, I'm sorry.
Just a minute, please.
323.
(fist thumping)
- Open up, Nash!
(fist thumping) - Hold on.
Hey.
- Police.
- What's this?
- Search warrant.
You alone? - Yeah.
Hey, what's this for?
You've got the wrong guy.
- Nothing there.
- Where's your pal Duffy?
- I don't know, why?
- A campus cop was murdered and we think it was him.
- Duffy a killer?
No way.
- Yeah?
He trashed the infirmary today.
- What kind of dope is he on?
- None.
I swear.
This has gotta be a mistake.
- You'd better call us if he contacts you.
- Okay.
(door creaking)
(siren blaring) (intense music)
(engine humming)
(siren wailing)
(footsteps clicking)
(tense music)
- You left this on the table.
- Oh, thank you.
(librarian panting)
(engine humming)
- What are you doing out here?
- I'm just coming back from the library.
- Hop on, I'll give you a ride.
- Okay.
(engine humming)
You wanna come in for a minute?
- Thanks, but I gotta go.
- Is everything okay?
- Yeah, everything's fine.
I'll call you later.
All right? - Okay.
(engine humming) - Bye.
(door clicking)
- Debbie?
Debbie?
(water running)
(suspenseful music)
(water running)
(tense music)
Oh my God. - Help me.
- What happened to you?
- A fight.
- [Lauren] I'm gonna put you in the hospital.
- No, no, no, no.
Just put me in bed.
(Debbie groaning)
(Lauren sobbing)
(crickets chirping)
(door clicking)
- Duffy. (dramatic music)
It's me, Sam.
It's gonna be all right.
Dr. Ethridge will help you.
Just come with me.
(Duffy screaming) (tense music)
That's it.
You can do it.
We're still pals, right?
Just follow me, Duff, just...
(Duffy screaming)
(tense music)
- Kill me. - No.
- Kill me! - No.
- Kill me.
Kill me.
- No. (Duffy screaming)
(gunshot booming)
(Sam sobbing) Duffy...
(siren blaring)
(buttons clicking)
(telephone ringing)
- Dr. Ethridge.
- Duffy's dead.
- I need to do an autopsy.
Where is the body?
- There's not gonna be any autopsy.
It's over.
- Sam, I must do an autopsy.
Where is the body?
(telephone receiver thudding) Sam?
(telephone receiver clicking)
I must do an autopsy.
- I kept telling the crazy bastard not to smoke in bed.
- He wouldn't listen.
"Halloween Monster Stalks Campus."
How about "demon killer?"
What do you think, Sam?
- I just heard about Duffy.
I'm really sorry.
Is there anything I can do?
- Look, I'm busy.
- I didn't mean to bother you.
- I'm sorry.
- I haven't told Debbie yet.
I'm worried about her.
She's got this infected bite on her neck
and she won't go to the doctor.
- How did she get it?
- From Duffy.
- Let's go.
Let me go in first.
- Why, what's going on? - I can't explain it.
Just get ready to run.
(door creaking)
- Oh my God.
Sam.
Debbie?
Sam, what's going on?
Please, tell me.
- Let's get outta here.
(tense music)
You better sit down for this one.
- Okay.
What is it?
- I don't even know where to begin myself.
It all happened so fast.
(tense music) - Try.
(Debbie growling)
(Sam groaning) (Debbie screaming)
- Debbie, no!
(tense music)
Debbie?
(Debbie snarling) (Lauren screaming)
(Debbie growling)
(Debbie groaning)
(both panting) (Lauren sobbing)
(Debbie groaning)
- Who else knows about this?
- No one.
- I have to give her a sedative.
Go and see if anyone's outside in the hallway.
I have to move her to my lab.
- No one.
- Okay.
Give me a hand.
(engine humming) (tires screeching)
(door thudding)
(Debbie groaning) (tense music)
(door clicking)
(Debbie groaning)
- Please, help her.
- I'll do what I can.
I'd like to be left alone with her now.
(tense music)
- It'll be okay.
(tense music)
Do you really think he can help her?
Could we be infected?
- I don't know.
(Sam sighing)
I gotta tell you something.
I gotta tell someone.
And you're the one I trust.
- What is it?
- I killed Duffy.
I shot him and set his place on fire.
He already killed a cop and he was going to kill me.
I didn't want to.
He tried to fight, but he couldn't.
Duffy was right, I'll never be a real reporter.
It should have been me instead of him.
It was... (sobs)
It was my story, but... (items clattering)
I didn't have the guts to get it.
- Don't say that.
You didn't have any choice.
(door thudding)
- Sorry about that.
(tense music)
(Dr. Ethridge sighing)
- T-cells are not being produced.
Titer count is low.
(tense music cont.)
The bonds are different.
The structure has changed.
Debbie...I'm sorry, dear,
but it's too late to save you.
However, there's so much I can learn from you.
Think of it, Debbie.
You could be making major medical history.
Future victims worldwide could owe their recoveries to you.
Debbie, I envy you.
Your life will really count for something.
Since you are no longer of sound of mind, Debbie,
I have made the decision for you.
(weights creaking)
- I don't feel so hot.
- Looks like my leg. (laughs)
- Nobody's puss ying out.
- Who's puss ying out?
- You think you're bad, man?
You ain't shit. (weight clattering)
Let's get trashed.
- Let's go. (all laughing)
- This will hurt a little bit, but it will soon be over.
(Debbie panting)
(Debbie growling) (Dr. Ethridge groaning)
(Dr. Ethridge screaming)
(Debbie growling)
(Dr. Ethridge screaming)
(upbeat music)
(party goers joyfully screaming)
(upbeat music)
♪ Never too late ♪
♪ Never too late to love you ♪
(party goers chattering)
- This is all such a nightmare.
I just want to drop out and go home.
- It'll be over soon.
Debbie will be fine.
- That tow truck driver was right.
- About what?
- It's a red-ass world.
- That's why I wanted to be a reporter.
So maybe I could do something about it.
- How?
- I figured that giving people the truth
might help the good guys win.
- You know, you're really special.
- Not special enough to save Debbie.
- I wish we knew how Debbie is.
Let's go call.
(upbeat music) (party goers laughing)
(party goers joyfully squealing)
(telephone ringing)
(upbeat music)
(telephone ringing)
(party goers joyfully shouting)
- There's no answer.
Let's go.
- I feel bad, man.
I feel really bad.
(both laughing)
- Let's do it!
- [Both] Yeah!
(door thudding)
(engine humming)
(car doors thudding)
- Dr. Ethridge? - Debbie?
- Dr. Ethridge?
(tense music)
Oh. - Debbie?
- Let's go.
(mouse squeaking)
(Lauren screaming)
- Hey, bastard. - Hey, douchebag,
where'd you get the costumes, goodwill?
- You're trash, fucker.
(feet stomping)
(all groaning)
(all laughing)
(Love joy laughing)
(engine humming)
(Love joy screaming)
(party goers shouting)
(upbeat music)
- Hey, great costume.
(man screaming)
(party goers chattering) (upbeat music)
- Friends, Romans, Countrymen, let us party.
- Get outta the way. (engine humming)
(party goers chattering) (upbeat music)
Excuse me. - All right, thanks.
- Did you see a beast girl go by here?
- Pal, I've seen things you wouldn't believe go by.
- You've gotta help us find her, she's dangerous.
- Sure, I'll call the zoo.
- Please.
- Wherever you're on, don't let me see it.
- What do we do now?
- Keep looking.
(upbeat music)
(door clicking)
- Hey, what are you doing back there?
Come out into the light.
(Debbie panting)
(officer groaning)
(officer screaming)
(party goers chattering)
(upbeat music) - Oh, hi, how are ya?
(feet stomping) (all laughing)
- Give me a Kiss.
I want to suck your blood.
(all cackling)
Hey, I was just kidding, man.
(man screaming)
(all cackling)
(upbeat pop music)
♪ Don't think I'll fall down at your feet ♪
♪ Or be a slave or count every heartbeat ♪
♪ 'Cause I don't think I could lose you again ♪
♪ I still feel the hurt, still remember the pain ♪
♪ You and I on a raw romance ♪
♪ Look at me now, the last slow dance ♪
♪ Touch me now, the fire's cold ♪
♪ Turn on the heat, let's lose control ♪
♪ Say the word, I'll be there ♪
- We're never gonna find her in this madhouse.
- Let's split up.
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Take me high ♪
♪ As long as you're here in my arms ♪
♪ I could die ♪
(upbeat pop music)
♪ You claim the price, this victim of love ♪
♪ Upon a new game, I lost from the start of ♪
♪ Promises I swore I could keep ♪
♪ Just crumble and fall, resistance is weak ♪
- Hey, where's your costume?
- Oh, this is crazy.
♪ Oh, I can't believe I'd come back for more ♪
♪ But I need you now ♪
♪ Just like before ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I learned, I don't really care ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Rescue me ♪ ♪ Rescue me ♪
♪ Hold me tonight in yours ♪
♪ Set me free ♪
(upbeat pop music)
♪ Hey, I'm not planning to stay all that long ♪
♪ I need you so bad, this just can't be wrong ♪
♪ Oh, I can't believe I'd be back for more ♪
♪ I want you, baby, like never before ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I've learned, I don't even care ♪
♪ Say the word, rescue me ♪
♪ Take me tonight in your arms ♪
♪ Set me free ♪
(upbeat pop music)
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪
♪ I love you so much ♪
♪ I need you, I need you ♪ ♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Just say the word ♪
♪ You know that I'd be there, ah-ha ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Can't be strong ♪ ♪ Right or wrong ♪
♪ I love you, I love you, can't stop me ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ You know deep down that I'd give in without you ♪
♪ So right ♪
♪ Together ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I've learned ♪
♪ I don't even care ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Rescue me ♪
♪ Take me tonight in your arms ♪
♪ Set me free ♪
(upbeat pop music)
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪
♪ I love you so much, I need you, I need you ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Just say the word ♪
♪ You know that I'd be there, ah-ha ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Right or wrong ♪
♪ I love you, I love you, can't stop me ♪
(Lauren gasping) (door rattling)
(Lovejoy growling)
(Lovejoy cackling)
(door thudding)
- Run. (Lauren screaming)
Run.
(Debbie growling)
(fist thudding) (Debbie screaming)
(Lauren panting)
(upbeat pop music)
♪ Hey, I'm not planning to stay all that long ♪
♪ I need you so bad, this just can't be wrong ♪
- Hi, puke.
(Sam groaning)
♪ Like never before ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I've learned, I don't even care ♪
♪ Say the word, rescue me ♪
♪ Take me tonight in your arms ♪
♪ Set me free ♪
(tense music)
(bleachers rumbling)
(bleachers rattling)
(bones crunching)
(door thudding)
(door creaking)
(suspenseful music)
(hangers squeaking)
(tense music)
(Lovejoy growling) (Lauren screaming)
(bat thudding) (Lovejoy groaning)
(door thudding)
(tense music)
(door creaking)
(tense music)
(door clicking)
(tense music)
(lamp clicking) (Lovejoy growling)
(Lauren gasping)
(Lovejoy yelling)
(water sploshing)
(tense music)
(locker doors clattering)
(tense music)
(Lovejoy growling)
(tense music)
(door creaking)
(Lovejoy growling)
(Lauren screaming)
(locker door clattering) (Lovejoy growling)
(Lauren screaming)
(Lovejoy growling) (Lauren screaming)
- You're gonna love it! (Lauren screaming)
(Lovejoy growling)
(ax whooshing) (head thudding)
(Lauren sobbing)
- Are you okay?
(Sam groaning)
It's okay.
You all right?
(Lauren sobbing)
(Lauren crying)
It's okay.
It's all right.
It'll be okay.
It's fine.
(siren wailing) (police radio chattering)
(gurney rattling)
- I'm sorry, Debbie.
I'm so sorry. (sobs)
(Lauren crying)
(doors thudding)
(sprinkler clicking)
- I'll take that.
I'll be down in the car, okay?
- Okay. - All right.
Bye.
(soft music)
(dramatic music) (Lauren screaming)
- No!
(Dr. Ethridge groaning) (Lauren screaming)
(tense music)
(both groaning)
(foot stomping)
(Dr. Ethridge groaning)
(Dr. Ethridge yelling) (Dr. Ethridge thudding)
(sprinkler clicking)
(sprinkler splattering)
- Let's get outta here.
(sprinkler clicking)
(trunk thudding)
(upbeat pop music)
(car doors thudding)
(engine humming)
♪ Don't think I'll fall down at your feet ♪
♪ Or be a slave or count every heartbeat ♪
♪ 'Cause I don't think I could lose you again ♪
♪ I still feel the hurt, still remember the pain ♪
♪ You and I on a raw romance ♪
♪ Look at me now, the last slow dance ♪
♪ Touch me now, the fire's cold ♪
♪ Turn on the heat, let's lose control ♪
♪ Say the word, I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I learned, I don't really care ♪
♪ Say the word, take me high ♪
♪ As long as you're here in my arms ♪
♪ I could die ♪
(upbeat music)
♪ You claim the prize, this victim of love ♪
♪ Upon a new game, I lost from the start of ♪
♪ Promises I swore I could keep ♪
♪ Just crumble and fall, resistance is weak ♪
♪ Then don't go asking the same crazy way ♪
♪ A moonlight magic to light everyday ♪
♪ Oh, I can't believe I'd come back for more ♪
♪ But I need you now ♪
♪ Just like before ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I learned, I don't really care ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Rescue me ♪ ♪ Rescue me ♪
♪ Hold me tonight in yours ♪
♪ Set me free ♪
(upbeat pop music)
♪ Hey, I'm not planning to stay all that long ♪
♪ I need you so bad, this just can't be wrong ♪
♪ Oh, I can't believe I'd be back for more ♪
♪ I want you, baby, like never before ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ The lessons I've learned, I don't even care ♪
♪ Say the word, rescue me ♪
♪ Take me tonight in your arms ♪
♪ Set me free ♪
(upbeat pop music)
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪
♪ I love you so much ♪
♪ I need you, I need you ♪ ♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Just say the word ♪
♪ You know that I'd be there, ah-ha ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ Can't be strong ♪ ♪ Right or wrong ♪
♪ I love you, I love you, can't stop me ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
♪ You know deep down that I'd give in without you ♪
♪ So right ♪
♪ Together ♪
♪ Say the word ♪
(upbeat music)