All language subtitles for Trepanator.19

"Life is a hideous thing, and from
the background behind what we know
of it peer daemoniacal hints

of truth which make it sometimes a
thousandfold more hideous.

Science, already oppressive with its
shocking revelations, will perhaps be the
ultimate exterminator of our human species"

Hands up, Dr Roll! Your
ghastly experiments are over!

Leave this laboratory at once!
You will compromise my experiment!

The child! Get him out!

The child must be forever sent
away from this horrible place.

I suggest to put him in his
uncle's hands in the U.S.A.

Hello? Yes?

Yes. I know. The date of
payment was not respected.

Neither was it respected last
month, I admit.

Yes I get some money in
but I had to pay the suppliers.

If I hadn't pay the suppliers the
clinic would be closed. Which is worse.

A real estate guarantee? Impossible.

The clinic has already
been secured by mortgage.

With my nephew we'll ask the advice
of a businessman and I'm certain

that we'll find a solution
to these temporary troubles.

Yes. I'll keep my promise.

Relax.

He's not a profitable patient, Karl.

Come on, Karl.

Hurry up and clean this mess.
He's coming soon.

Come on, faster.

You got news on the Perkins case?

-He's dead?
-How is it possible?

The trepanning was a complete success.
My trepanning. What happened?

Do you know, my uncle,
that Perkins was bankrupt?

-And then? -Then...

Then it means that we would never
have been paid. Perkins occupied
the bed of a profitable patient.

You have...

Herbert, these screw-ups keep on repeating.
Deontology is not repected anymore.

Profitability is more important
in the present time.

And I thought that with your
current financial difficulties

you would have been more reasonable.

Speaking of my difficulties, Burton
gave me a reminder this morning.

And you're complaining! While I try
to make our clinic more profitable.

What worries me is seeing you walking in
the sacrilegious path of my poor brother.

Your adoptive father who
at least was not greedy.

Your brother was a genius and it
is precisely because he lacked
money that he didn't suceed.

This clinic looks like a cemetary!

Still first cuts for this
damned secret laboratory of yours!

I command you to keep me informed of your
work and to let me get in your basement.

You will see very soon the results
of my work, my uncle!

For now you'll have to do with
a lodger who pays his rent

regularly and very generously.

I guarantee you.

You can annonce to Burton that our debt
will be settled in full definitively.

You will see the results of
the most extraordinary work
since the beginning of times!

And the most profitable!

In a few days I will show
you the unbelievable!

Unbelievable? This?

Just after a commercial pause

you will see exclusively on our channel

the most awaited debate between the
two candidates to the president's house.

Mr Schulter for the republican party

and Mr Tedakis for the democrat party

will debate of their respective platform.

Miss the dialogue of the
century at your own peril!

Let's start the debate. To my left Mr
Schulter credited with 51% of the votes.

51,4%

And to my right Mr Tedakis for
the democrat party.

As soon as I will lead the country every
citizen will be proud to live in the U.S.A..

Except the millions unemployed you
could be held responsible for.

My platform, contrary to yours,
is concerned with the revival
of economy and full employment.

Of course, you're relying on the
South States to retablish slavery

and you dare call it full employment.

I forbid you to talk like this.
The States supporting you are
under the rule of gangsters.

We must keep an army and our place
in the arms race.

Communism could make a come-back
with your methods and

we would have neither army nor police
force and the country would be in chaos.

Chaos is your domain!
You're the one creating chaos!

Gentlemen, keep calm!
250 millions americans are watching us.

This country waits for his new
president to declare a war on drugs

but maybe you have good reasons
for not making such a declaration.

-I forbid you to make such accusations!
It's an outrage! -Gentlemen, keep seated!

You're only a young
fool without any future.

And you a man from the past
worn-out by too much compromises.

You could knock at the door!

Brain tumor. Routine work.

Wait a second!

Did he pay for the operation?

I will pay after the operation
if it's a success.

Operation has started at last!

He has always been over-sensitive.

It's amazing how fragile men are.

It's the same with my husband.

What a little woman!

And yet, pain is almost gone
with modern technology.

Ask Karl to clean up this mess
quickly, you're disgusting!

While you lost your time with
insolvents...

I went and searched for

the precious matter that will
allow us to save the clinic.

-His wife! -So what?

I told her that her husband
died during the operation.

She absolutely wants to see the corpse.
She's threatening to report to the police.

Get me Karl, at once.

Quick! Quick! Don't touch
anything now. It will do.

I hope that she will be too upset
to have a good look at him.

Meanwhile we're losing time!

My poor husband!

We put all our savings
into this operation.

Savings?

Savings?

How much do you have in your bag?

$50.000.

Five times the operation price.

Our bank account is empty.

And if I gave you,

against this sum,

your husband alive and breathing
in the next week?

-It's not the right time to kid me!
-I'm not kidding!

I can do it.

I've already done it.

Of course, he had an heart attack.

So be it. I will transplant a new one.

What about the rest?

Details.

I give you my word in front
of all these witnesses.

In one week, I will give
you a husband

almost new

and in perfect working order.

If you say so.

Don't forget...

the means to ressurect him.

That's it, my dear uncle!

Your debts are paid

But it's impossible, how could you...

patch up this loser?

I've passed beyond this step
since a long time.

It's the time lost
that annoys me the most.

I have enough with losing my time!

When I have here

a much more interesting subject.

A fortune in the making

that you could not imagine.

Cotton.

I'm mad at this time lost!

This patient has no interest at all.

Forceps.

Sewing up the parts again is easy.
But how will you make the brain
functionning again?

That's the difference

between our two knowledges.

My dear uncle.

You probably wonder whom
this brain belongs to?

The one in the jar up there.

It's Schulter's brain!

The unfortunate candidate to
the president's house.

I stole it at the mortuary last night.

The mortuary is so
poorly secured at night.

Now my dear uncle...

Please half open very lightly
the corridor's door

and have a look at the
person waiting.

Forceps.

Who is the young dandy?

He's the son of a high
finance mogul.

Phil Brauner.

His father has the silly idea to put him
in the course to the president's house.

And since the death of Shulter the idea is
getting more and more pregnant in his mind.

Unfortunately, even with a
sparkling intellect,

the young man has neither the social structure
nor the preparation to make a good politician.

That's where I step in.

I arranged a deal with the father.

Half a million dollar

to substitute the offspring's brain

with the brain of the dead candidate.

I'm going to replace the brain
of his son

with Schulter's brain.

Forceps.

It's impossible!
Even if the transplant is a success

the young man will have Schulter's
memory instead of his.

Not at all, my uncle.

I've managed to detect the
parts of the brain

storing the memory process.

Isolated and stored, they will
agregate with Schulter's memory.

The young man will be gifted
with a super-brain!

Imagine

all the old fox's experience
in a young man's body.

Say, that's $50.000 well earned!

It's an interesting experience,
Herbert. I admit.

That's it.

It's over.

Good.

He's almost fit to be seen.

I'm going to call Kramer.
I will let him operate the tumor.

Are you mad? He's going to
panic seeing him in this condition.

Well...

We will say he had an accident.

If you wish but be careful with Kramer.

He's smart and I think
he's a little suspicious...

If it's the case we must
dismiss him immediately!

Dismiss Kramer?
He's our best asset.

He was the first in his year and
I never had to complain about his work.

Until now. Above all,
patients are asking for him.

For crummy lobotomies!

For appendicitis operations!

Apparently reasons enough for a pure
scientific genius like him

to think he knows humanity at its core.

Even if he has talent, I'm millions
years away from a traditional like Kramer.

Call your great specialist now!

Dr Kramer. Dr Roll and myself are
occupied with a very urgent operation.

I must let Mr Wayne in
your capable hands.

Nothing extraordinary. A brain tumor.

What happened to him?

A terrible car accident.

People are driving like
crazy on the road!

Completely crazy!

-Who is this patient?
-He's a horror movie director.

He has atrocious nightmares where
a maniac cop is stalking him.

He must be operated.

Now, let's begin with our
special operation.

What do you mean by our operation?

It is my operation.

I will work alone and in my laboratory.

Herbert, this is an
experimental operation.

You will need help.

Herbert, I've also made some
researchs on my side.

I didn't confess before to avoid you
to fall in the deadly spiral in
which I lost my brother

What have you discovered?

I've also succedeed into transplanting

the brain of a living being into another
one. Look at this monkey.

I see no scars.

Just a little one behind the head.
Hidden in the hairs.

Well, I transplanted a cat's brain to him.

Interesting.

Now this monkey has become
a flesh eating animal.

Very interesting.

Isn't it?

Why is it screaming so loud?

It's lunch hour

and it's transmitting to the brain it
doesn't have anymore that it's angry.

Damn business!

On my birthday!

I hope you're serious!

Laboratory is categorical, Sir. The brain
of candidate Schulter has been stolen.

Stealing the brain of a dead man!

Whom was not famous yet!

It's unbelievable.

I'm commissioning someone
on this case, chief?

Do nothing of the sort before
I give you express orders.

And above all,

make in sort that the less
persons possible are in the know.

Then my uncle, I can observe that you're
getting more sensitive to my methods.

It's only because the horror movie
directors give most of the time

a bad and unpleasant view
of our profession.

So? Ready for the operation?

Yes, Dr. If that's my father's wish.

-You can guarantee there's no risk?
-Not a single one.

Anyways.

A prestigious futur like the
one waiting for you

is worth a little suffering.

The time has come, Phil.
I'm gonna make you asleep.

You will count to ten with me.
Allright?

One, two...

three...

four...

You're finishing late, Dr.

A tumor on a patchwork man!
I did what I could...

but I fear for the consequences.

Above all, watch closely for his
heart beats on the oscillograph.

If there's any problem

you must call me.

Thank you. Be reassured.

-Good-night, Dr.
-Thanks.

You!

-You had to come!
-I couldn't sleep, Herbert.

What do you want in the end?

To help you, Herbert. Only to help.

-We could add our two knowledges...
-And share the benefits!

It didn't take you long to find out
that I had discovered a miraculous
method to make a fortune.

Meaning the end of your
diploma hunting hobby!

Now...

people will buy brains,

tailor-made brains,

and very expensive...

There's not only money, Herbert.
There's also knowledge.

What do you know that I don't
know yet?

Serum 357.

The only one preventing the rejection of
transplant, even partial, by the patient.

How much of these poor animals have
been sacrificed before I found it?

All of them died or had their brain
vessels distending and finally bursting.

Small internal bleedings.
But irreversible.

The monkey is the first
completely successful case

thanks to serum 357.

If you let me in your
researchs, Herbert...

I will let you use the serum.

Listen to reason's voice.

We'll see. We'll see.

Beware!

Very smart. The phial is broken.

Good for you!

And now if you want the serum's formula
you'll have to agree to my demands.

Only I know the formula.

Not a single written note.
All is in my head.

You won't be able to tear
it out of my brain.

Who knows?

Hello?

I'm worried for this
patient, Mr Wayne.

OK.

If you insist upon it.

I'm going to see him.

Hello?

Yes...He first had...

a fractured sleep. Now he's allright.

No. He doesn't need anything more.

Good-night, Dr.

Hello? Yes?

Linda?

I said I should not be disturbed!

What?

Good.

You're going to do
everything I say.

First you have to pick the pieces.

But it's madness!

The brain is spliced in
two parts two meters apart.

Only two. It's unhoped-for.

You pick them up.

And don't bother with the debris from
the skull. They have no value.

Good.

No. You only do as I say.

And above all,

not a word to anyone.

Dear lady, please come in.

See the result.

Why does he walk with crutchs?

Because the tumor had reach
motor centers.

And the articulations.
Of course, we had to reactivate them.

It will pass.

He' s not the same man.

Look at him!
He recognizes you.

You think so?

He lost a bit of his memory too.

What do you mean? A bit of memory?

With the money I gave you?

That's enough!
You've seen him dead.

I'm the only one able to
perform such a miracle.

Returning him alive to you.

Yes. With crutches and
without memory!

It's not worth the money I paid you!

And you! Move on! Say something!

You're standing here
dumb as a log.

I hope that we won't have to pay
if he needs another operation!

You've already had enough money from us!

Don't worry. He'll be alright.

Just the same, no violent sports.

So, John ditched you? With all
his money, bad break for you.

He always said I was the most
stupid girl he had ever met.

Guys, they want more and more.

Especially him. My breast was not enough
for him. He wanted an higher I.Q.

I.Q.?

An higher intellectual quotient.

-But it's harder to find than a good
plastic surgeon. -You're wrong!

I know someone that could
work a solution for you.

-You're kidding?
-Not at all.

I know someone who could
change your brain.

You keep it for yourself.

I could be tempted.

But I'm scared. I would prefer to
see it performed on someone else first.

Your boyfriend, don't you think
he would need to enlarge his brain ?

Chris?

He should have his dick enlarged at first.
With him it's once a day, never more!

You could make a genius out of him!

I'm sure he could use it after he's finished
with his "running behind a ball" career.

If you two are still a couple.

It's a great idea! I would have
my personal genius!

You know what?

I have a plan to get a super I.Q.?

A super I.Q.? What is that?
A new helmet?

Karl!

This room must be cleaned up for tonight.

I have an operation very early
tomorrow morning.

And it's a very important case.

But you know tonight is my night off.

You will have it another night.

But it's impossible. I did not
eat since yesterday.

I must get out tonight.

You will eat another day.

A little diet will do you some good.

By all means, you're
staying here tonight!

I've decided upon it.

Eva, how is your husband?

My poor friend, I'd rather
not talk about it.

If you knew. Since he was operated

he doesn't remember anything,
he doesn't speak.

His arms, his legs, all
articulations are hurting him.

You should ask a compensation
through your assurance.

A compensation?

You must react. They owe you
the after sale service.

...to prepare yourself those
delicious fish dishes...

That's what you call working, Karl?

What's that smell, Karl?

What are you eating?

The 256.

You cooked the 256? You made it burn?
You're gonna pay!

Take a card.

I promise I won't do it again.

Take a card.

King of spades.

Jack of clubs.

You win, Karl

You win.

I'm worried to have to do that.

But you had to be punished.

You're lucky, Karl.

If you had picked the wrong card,
I would have pierced your good eye.

Sorry, chief. She insisted upon
seeing you. We could not arrest her.

I'm very busy. What's the matter?

My husband underwent a surgical
operation but there are defects.

Yes. He was dead.

He was dead and then...

Then?

Dr East repaired him but I'm
not happy with the result.

May I, dear lady? Can I have
a look in your purse?

Well!

I think that if you watched a
little less of this stuff

all would be much more
clear in your mind.

Take her out.

You absolutely need to see that.
I hope that you have a strong stomach.

Phil, Brauner's oldest son.
We put him in the strait-jacket
because he tried to commit suicide.

A few days ago, his father let
him in under a false name.

He was barely coherent.

He told us that a certain Dr East had
transplanted candidate Schulter's brain to him.

Dr East, you said? But...

Isn't that the surgeon's name that
woman was talking about yesterday?

Exactly. And the doctor examined
the boy. He was trepanned alright.

Indiscutably, it's a rejection.

It's unbelievable.

-What does Brauner have to say?
-He can't be contacted as you could guess.

He left his offspring here,
the shame of the family.

However, according to the boy, it's
him who arranged for the operation.

If I had noted the adress of that
woman yesterday...

Sit down in the sun.
It will make you feel good.

I'm hurting! I'm hurting!

You're always complaining!

I hurt so bad!

He refused the drink.
He looks bad.

Maybe it's the children annoying him.

But leave him alone.
He's an old spoilsport.

Since I know him he has
never ceased complaining.

This time I have proof there's a defect
and the Dr won't be able to argue.

-Dr, I wanted to ask you...
-Ask me what, Kramer?

I find Dr Roll's absence alarming.

You're not the only one.
I've had the same thought.

With all the work we have...
He's pushing too far.

Look! I've received a postcard
he sent from Honolulu.

He's having it good and easy under
the sun, that old fox.

He's the boss. He has fun.
It's natural.

Dr?

I know that Dr Roll
didn't leave for Honolulu.

How can you be so sure?

He wouldn't have left without this.

I've picked them up near the mincing
machine. They couldn't pass through it.

-Would you insinuate that...
-I'm pretty sure of myself.

I could talk about it to the
authorized persons unless...

Unless?

I want money, lots of money to
get out of here.

And I want you to fix my eye.
I'd like a new one. One that can see.

Agreed.

You'll have the money.

As for your eye, I've just found
the perfect article for you..

Exactly the same color.

I wanted to give you the surprise.

You see, Karl. I regret my bad
temper of the other day.

Come on. Lay down.

I'm going to fix your eye immediately.

At once?

Yes. At once.

Relax, Karl.

Close your eyes.

And don't move.

I don't want to hurt you.

Do you need help to carry him
to the grinder, Herbert?

I have the feeling I'm going to become
the main shareholder of the clinic.

Now that I know how the good
Dr Roll met his end,

I think you won't argue to the fact
that he gave up his share to me

just before he left.

Linda.

My poor Linda!

Yes?

Sir. That crazy woman still wants
to see you urgently.

I have her getting out.

Surely not!

We have an appointment for him.

Is Linda in?

I haven't seen her today. I'm
calling Dr East that you're here.

He's finishing with an autopsy.
He's asking for you to wait a while.

-What's an autopsy? -That's when they
open a corpse to look inside.

What could be so interesting to look at?

Come on. We're going to sneak
around the place.

-Dr? -Yes?

-I'd like to talk to you privately.
-Speak freely. The corridor is empty.

The clinic itself is empty.
Not a living soul to talk to and
the mortuary brims over with corpses.

Maybe you're exagerating a little bit.
Someone could talk to the police.

And who would do that kind
of talk, dear little Bonnie?

I don't know. Dr Kramer for
instance or me.

You?

You, my little Bonnie?

Surely not you.

Don't forget that without your
daily injections

that pretty little face of yours

would become a distant memory.

A distant memory to put away
in a horror museum.

Without me and my products, Bonnie

you would be a monster again.

Go back to work!

And shut your mouth!

What is that?

Corpses, failed experiences
from the Dr.

-There! It looks like he has a boner!
-It's called rigor mortis.

Linda!

The smell is very distinct.
It smells of stiffies!

My brain!

My brain!

It must be saved!

Hold on! Don't you know
your classics?

Police! Open up!

It will take us some time,
Herbert East,

but we will force this door!

Give yourself in, Herbert East!

Police!

How horrible!

After that I think I'm going
to pass dinner tonight.

I have a hard time making up my mind
on which man is living with me now.

Chris?

Or his new brain? Me, Herbert East.

You have the body of this dumb
sportsman which is an advantage to me.

An the most brilliant brain of our times.

A brain that will shower you with gold.

Now, you're interesting me greatly!

I've hit upon the love agenda of
this musculous moron

and the fate chose you.

It's your lucky break because the
brain selling business I'm about to
put on will make us fabulously rich.

-Unless you prefer me to play
base-ball! -Don't be stupid.

-But...
-But what?

The old Chris was not very enduring
in the sex department.

You could have improved that part.

I thought about it.

Great!

timings : meatisgood
translation : aloysius70

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