news.
-They turned us down?
-I'm afraid so.
And the review board
has terminated your project.
I'm sorry, but lab space is tight,
and money's even tighter.
-They canceled the project.
-Please, Banes.
I got $300,000 in this drug.
You got to cut me some slack.
Would that I could, but it's
out of my hands. Blame the review board.
You're head of the board.
Yes, I am. Rock and a hard place.
What's the good news?
Well, I really hate to dance on your grave.
But I landed Dr. Diana Reddin
and her ovum cryogenics project.
I need you to be
extremely careful with this.
-Lady, if I hear that one more time...
-They're very fragile.
I've just got to set
the level for the incliners.
-Don't touch that!
-You shouldn't be up there!
Stop! No!
Help me! Help me! Help me now!
-My babies!
-Out of the way!
Thank you. Thank you.
That's not necessary.
Get off me.
Sorry.
Thank you so very much.
Leave me alone.
-Dr. Reddin? Are you all right?
-Yes.
I'm fine. Thank you.
-No harm done.
-No.
Are they...?
Okay, let me just check these. Thank God.
They're all right. They're all right.
Frozen eggs, huh?
Yes. I call it the dairy section.
If it weren't for the lightning reflexes of...
Where is he? He's gone.
-Hesse!
-Dr. Hesse has left the building.
Wait. It's his laboratory, isn't it?
-Was.
-You like it?
Yes. But I don't want to displace anybody.
You won't be, I promise.
Take the chimps back to the primate lab.
We won't be needing them anymore.
-Where you going?
-I'm going back to Europe to start over.
You're running out on me?
I don't believe this. What are you doing?
We're partners. You can't just leave.
We're not partners anymore. I have no lab,
no funding, no future here.
Wait a minute. What about all the people
you'd be leaving behind?
What about your girlfriend?
What's her name again?
-I don't have a girlfriend.
-You're better off.
How about your colleagues?
I happen to know for a fact...
...that your skill and dedication
is an inspiration to everybody.
They'd be lost without you.
They will find someone else
to mimic over coffee in the lounge.
That's not true. They don't do that.
-Come on.
-I'm not well liked.
-I like you.
-No, you don't.
I talked to my guy at Lyndon
Pharmaceutical, the Canadian firm.
-Larry. Good-bye.
-They'll give us additional funding...
...provided we find a volunteer
for an Expectane protocol.
Can't do the protocol
without FDA approval.
We can if we don't tell the FDA.
Are we going to let
Washington bureaucrats...
...stand in the way of progress?
What woman will take an unapproved
drug while she's pregnant?
Who says we need a woman?
What are you talking about?
The experiment wouldn't have
to identify the subject's sex.
Just the human tissue reactives.
Remember Moe?
The monkey?
He went five months to term.
-You mean to do the test on a man?
-Why not?
Are you allergic to anything?
To me? You're nuts.
-Boarding pass?
-I don't have a boarding pass.
Only ticketed passengers
with boarding passes beyond this point.
Hear me out!
Sir, I need your ticket.
-Gate 68B to Paris.
-Quick. Thank you very much.
Pardon me. Excuse me.
Sorry. Excuse me. Pardon me.
Oh, my God.
You wouldn't be pregnant pregnant.
Sort of a guest host situation.
We fertilize the egg.
We implant it in the peritoneal cavity.
Dose it with Expectane.
Tiny thing, grain of rice.
You carry it through the first trimester.
We get our data. Boom, it's over.
4A. To your left.
51F. All the way back.
I'm going to just go....
I guess I was wrong about you, Hesse.
I took you for a scientist.
-I am a scientist.
-Yeah?
Where's your vision?
Jenner infected himself
with smallpox to test his vaccine.
-That's Jenner.
-So why not you?
Is it possible? Who knows?
Natural?
So what?
Good science? You bet.
Come and claim your place
in the Pantheon.
You're just trying to manipulate me.
Yes, I am. So what?
Excuse me. I have to ask you
to take your seat.
Yeah,