Jack's hair?
-I'm not too sure about that one.
Go see for yourself.
I will go in and see for myself.
I'm not stupid.
-Jack?
-My God.
How?
Don't ask, okay?
Just trust me.
I'll explain everything, I promise,
but not right now.
I'll go with you.
Don't let her. It's not safe.
Better not, Lydia.
Tuck used to say he did the things
I only write about.
I want to do the things I only write about.
Open your mouth.
Men.
Mr. Scrimshaw is waiting.
What do you say?
Never beg. Never beg!
Hello, Cowboy.
Welcome. Sit down. Join us.
My friend, we have been waiting for you.
-Are we close friends?
-I hope not.
How long has it been, Cowboy?
-You tell me.
-Almost six years.
Don't you remember?
Idi Amin's barbecue.
How could I forgot? The sauce.
You haven't forgotten the last time
we saw each other, have you?
Speaking of which,
we seem to have a rather...
...attractive added starter this morning.
Yes, my sister.
In-law.
Good morning, sister-in-law.
Murnau...
...another place setting, please.
I don't know what it is,
but there's something about you.
You've changed, you're different.
-I've been sick.
-Good thinking, Jack.
Champagne?
Please, join me.
I believe these are the kind you like.
Cuban?
Cuban?
Jack, you're in luck, Cuban are the best.
I save this for later.
Jack!
Cowboy...
...what has happened to your hair?
I had it done.
Clint Eastwood style.
You see The Outlaw Josey Wales?
What a flick.
Enough pleasantries.
Let's get down to business.
Dr. Canker.
Miniaturization works
on a dual-chip system.
Don't play with your food.
We have one in our possession now,
and we'll have the other one...
...very soon.
Take what they got.
Fine. I'll take what you got.
You do understand...
...the first chip only miniaturizes.
Both are required...
...for re-enlargement.
We whet their appetites with what we got.
-Good point, Cowboy.
-Thank you.
-Good point, Jack.
-Thank you.
Doctor. The chip, please.
Easy.
There it is.
Hang on, Jack.
Now, I want you to reach out...
...and put it in your pocket.
It's so tiny. Who would think?
Jack, what are you doing?
Take the chip. Don't freeze up on me.
Miss, has the Cowboy ever told you
of his incredible tolerance for pain?
His what?
His ability to withstand pain.
His stoicism is legendary.
Hiding your light under a bushel?
How unlike you.
If that is who you are.
You mind satisfying my curiosity
on that point?
In lieu of champagne,
how about some real pain?
Propane?
Warning: Adrenalin level overload.
You all right, Jack?
No!
Don't worry, Cowboy...
...Dr. Canker has pioneered the field
of limb replacement.
You're generating
too much electrical energy.
I can't hold the balance.
Stay calm, Jack!
Cowboy, stop it. Don't do that.
I was just kidding.
Please, no more.
It was a joke.
I'm begging you. Stop it.
How you doing, Jack?
God in heaven, deliver us from Satan.
It's him. It's Putter.
Get him!
Did you swallow it?
Give it to me. Give it to me.
You've found it.
Don't kill him. Lock him up. The girl, too.
Great. I'm going to get tetanus now.
We got to get out of here.
-Are you going to help?
-No.
What?
Not until you tell me what is going on!
I want to know everything.
You might as well tell her.
-Really?
-Yes, really.
They're preparing the lab now.
Igoe's already on his way.
Good.
I don't think she believes me.
The way you tell it, I wouldn't either.
You talking to him right now?
Yeah.
No.
No.
No, I don't buy that.
This is getting to be a little bit too much.
Okay, I'll just have to prove it to her.
Jack, repeat to Lydia exactly what I say:
Lydia.
Lydia.
I don't blame you for walking out on me
that morning.
I don't blame you for walking out on me
that morning.
But it was my heart that was broken,
not my toe.
But it was my heart that was broken,
not my toe.
What?
Tuck?
It's you.
Let's just wait a second.
Tuck?
I want a moment alone.
I want you to shut off your sensors,
no