you, Professor!
Come on, have a drink with us.
Who are they?
They?
They are good guys. They'll stay
for the night with me.
Ivan Arnoldovitch, call the 45th
police department. Be so kind.
Get out.
Bormenthal himself should be turned
in to the 45th department.
He lives here without registration.
Who stole 20 roubles?
I didn't take them.
Who then? Who else, if not you?
I'm not alone in the apartment.
Maybe Zina took it?
Me?!
Calm down, Zina.
Take him to the bathroom.
Philip Philipovich,
I shall never forget how...
...as a half-starved student came
to you and you how you gave me
a place at the faculty.
Believe me, Philip Philipovich,
you are much more to me
than a professor, a teacher.
Thank you.
I'm afraid I sometimes bawl
at you during operations...
You must forgive
an old man 's testiness.
The fact is, I'm really so lonely.
From Seville to Granada...
Philip Philipovich, naturally,
it's not for me to offer you advice...
But look at yourself,
you're completely worn out,
you can't go on working like that.
- Absolutely impossible.
- O.
But I am deeply convinced that there is no
other solution than to put an end to him.
No, no, no, don't tempt me, don't even
mention it, I won't hear of it!
Don't you realize what would happen
if they found us out?
Because of our 'social origins' you
and I won't have any chance of...
...going to Paris, despite the fact
that we should be first offenders.
I don't suppose you have suitable
'origins', do you?
What the hell! My father was
a court investigator in Vilna.
There you are.
There's your bad blood.
You couldn't have come from
a more unsuitable background.
Till, mine is even worse. My father
was dean of a cathedral. My mother...
From Seville to Granada...
in the still of the night...
Damn it all.
Philip Philipovich, you are
a world-famous scientist.
And just because of some - forgive
the expression - son of a bitch...
...Surely they can't touch you,
believe me!
- All the more so, I refuse to do it.
- But why not?
- Because you are not world-famous.
- Far from it.
O. I will never let a colleague
down in a calamity...
...and myself shelter behind my world-wide
reputation. That's something I won't do.
I'm a Moscow University alumnus,
not a Sharikov.
Are you just going to wait...
...until that hoodlum turns
into a human being?
Ivan Arnoldovitch, do you think
I understand a little bit about
the anatomy and physiology?
Philip Philipovich - what a question!
Now listen to me,
Professor-to-be Bormenthal...
...No one will ever manage to turn him
into a human being. And don't ask me.
I spent five years doing nothing
but extracting cerebral appendages.
You know bow much work I did on the
subject - an unbelievable amount!
And now comes the crucial question - what
for? O that one fine day a charming dog...
...should be transformed into a specimen
so revolting that he makes
one's hair stand on end?
- Something extraordinary.
- I quite agree with you...
This, Doctor, is what happens when
a researcher, instead of keeping
in step with nature,
...tries to force the pace
and lift the veil.
The result is a Sharikov. We have made
our bed and now we must lie in it!
Supposing the brain had been
Spinoza’s, Philip Philipovich?
But what in heaven's name for?
Will you kindly explain that to me?
Will you kindly tell me why one has
to manufacture an artificial human being,
when any woman can...
...give birth to a real one any day
of the week. - Philip Philipovich...
No, don't argue,
Ivan Arnoldovitch, please.
Theoretically, the experiment was
interesting. The physiologists will be
delighted. Moscow has gone mad.
But what have we got in practice?
Who is this creature? Who?
- An unmitigated scoundrel.
- Yes, but who is he?
Klim. Klim Chugunkin.
Twice sentenced, an alcoholic,
"take and divide everything up",
...hoodlum and swine. Yes.
I was concerned with something
quite different.
With eugenics,