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Animals have rights!

Animals have rights! Animals have rights!

Professor Delhurst!

Professor Delhurst, I want to talk to you.

Would you get out of my way, please? I'm late.

- For what? Another execution? - Somebody call security.

The animals keep checking in,

but they don't check out, do they?

You're not a scientist, you're an undertaker!

Yeah!

We are not through, Professor Delhurst.

Within the next decade,

two of you will die of cancer.

I am doing my best to reduce those figures.

What an asshole.

Come on, let's go.

- Animals have rights! - Animals have rights!

Josh, you're late again

and I already sent the samples out.

Lab.

Yeah, he's here. Sort of.

It's Dr. Travis.

Yeah, Kate, look, if it's about that job,

I'm still not interested. I'm--

I'll be on the next plane.

- Joshua. - Yes, Neil.

I'll find someone to cover your lecture.

I'll feed your little girlfriend

and I won't ask any questions.

Hmm?

Thanks for coming.

Bobby, I want you to meet my colleague, Dr. Hamilton.

And I would like you to get the fuck out of here.

- It's already-- - Get out of here!

You deaf? Get out of my room!

Get out of here, you bitch! Get out of here.

- Get out of here! - Get out of my room.

Kate, what happened?

Bobby had a growth deficiency,

his parents brought him here for treatment,

and I administered a new growth hormone

that I developed, 192-methyanol.

You used an experimental growth hormone on a kid?

Oh, Neil, it was thoroughly tested.

I've used it on patients before.

- Kate-- - No, with great success.

I was going public with it next month, in fact.

But something went wrong.

I suspect that the 192 is reacting

with something in Bobby's blood to--

To synthesize a new growth molecule.

Yes, exactly.

Have you been able to isolate it?

No, I haven't. That's why I called you.

Neil, when I was teaching,

you were the best student I ever had.

You're a brilliant scientist. I need your help.

Kate, I specialize in plant research.

You need to get him to the med center.

No, his parents don't want him moved.

His parents are very powerful people, Neil.

They don't want him turned into a media freak.

They don't want the embarrassment.

There's nothing I can do...

except ask for your help.

What about his behavior?

Oh, Bobby was one of the sweetest kids

you could ever know, when he was admitted,

and now this.

He needs you, Neil.

All right.

I'll do what I can, but I need a sample

of all his bodily fluids and the 192.

Yes, of course. Anything you want.

Just ask.

It's not working.

Months of experiments...

eleven different formulas...

now a scalp transplant, and it's still not working.

We're wasting our time with animals, Professor Delhurst.

We give them massive dosages of radiation

so they'll lose their hair,

then we try to make it grow back again,

but it won't.

Just end up dying from cancer.

Don't be an idiot all your life, Brett.

They pay me to study cancer.

The institute expects animal research.

They expect radiation treatments.

If it happens that I stumble on a cure for baldness, lucky me.

And lucky you, too, baldy.

Oh, we'll wrap this up tomorrow.

We'll start on the beaver.

Look at this.

Hit the lights, Al.

What'd I tell you?

How does Delhurst get away with this?

'Cause he's subsidized by institutions

that condone atrocities.

And pay for them with our tuition money.

- Poor things. - Let's take them with us.

No chance, Alex. We'll never make it past security.

We can't just leave them here, or Delhurst will kill them.

To do experiments, you need a lab.

- And research data. - Mark, I thought you said we'd just take pictures.

I lied.

Oh, gross. Can you imagine--

Excuse me, ladies. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Excuse me. Thank you.

Yes.

Do you know anything about this, Hales?

No, sir.

I have no idea why you've called us here.

Months and months of valuable research data

has been destroyed by a willful act of vandalism.

There is no place for that at this institution.

I'm warning you,

there will be a full investigation

and if any of you...

were involved in this,

there will no longer be a place for you

on this campus.

Hamilton, I'm so glad you're here.

Edmond...?

A sequence analyzer.

Where did this come from?

It's for a private project, Edmond.

Hmm.

Moonlighting, Neil?

Well, judging from the morning newspaper,

you don't exactly restrict your research to cancer, do you?

Ah.

That brings me to my point.

Those vandals destroyed months of my work.

- I heard. - I'm very sorry.

I'm relieved to find you so understanding, Neil.

Look, our research overlaps.

If you'll let me have access to your data

and, perhaps, that sequence analyzer over there,

you could really help me put me on my feet again.

I can't, not right now.

Neil, I'm a colleague in need.

I'm under a deadline, Edmond, I'm sorry.

Deadline?

You've been working for years to produce produce

that only Lilliputians would appreciate?

I'm sorry, I didn't mean that.

The flowers are lovely.

It's just that those fools from the NIH

are breathing down my neck.

I'm gonna lose my funding.

Edmond, how many times do I have to say no?

I won't forget this, Hamilton.

"List all protein molecules

with a hundred plus amino acid sequence.

Then contrast and compare each one

to 192-methyanol human growth hormone."

Well, we know the stuff works.

And quickly.

How quick?

These just took a few hours.

Amazing.

How did you come up with this?

It's an accidental hormone concoction.

It's like trying to make a martini

and ending up with LSD.

What are you gonna do with it?

I have to break it down, run some tests.

Try to figure out a way to stop Bobby's growth.

Doesn't seem to be any limit to the effect of this stuff.

You gotta think beyond that, Neil.

This is the food of the gods.

You realize how valuable this is?

Big cows, big fish, big pigs.

Food for everyone and anyone.

We're talking the end of world hunger here.

I'll just settle for an antidote.

Sure, but in the meantime,

let's figure out a way to utilize it.

Run some tests with a few lab rats.

- I can go right down-- - I work on plants, not animals.

Afraid Alex will find out?

Never seen him so pissed.

The bastards ruined everything.

Thank God the animals are still okay.

Alex.

Neil, um, I was just coming by for a visit.

Oh, well, you just walked past my door.

Well, I was thirsty.

You wouldn't know anything about the party

in Delhurst's lab last night by any chance, would you?

Dr. Hamilton, how are you?

Why, fine, Mary Anne. Fine, thank you.

Loved your lecture last week.

- Thank you. - Excuse us.

Anytime, Dr. Hamilton.

Planning some late-night cramming sessions?

Oh, come on, Alex.

You know I wouldn't even dream of another woman.

- Oh, sure. - You got time for a bite to eat?

No, I don't. I have an appointment.

- With whom? - I'll see you tonight, okay?

8:00, and we'll do something special.

Sounds X-rated.

"Anytime, Dr. Hamilton."

Well, girl...

I better put you to bed before you bankrupt the department.

It wasn't easy,

but I managed to expropriate

35 male specimens of rattus norvegicus

from the head of the biology department.

- Forget it, Josh. - Neil.

It could help you find an antidote.

You need something to test on other than tomatoes.

Look, Neil, I know you don't like it,

but there's a human life at stake here.

You're not testing eyeliner for some cosmetics firm.

Just test it on one of them.

I think Louise is going into heat.

I better move her back

or you'll have to fight off the competition, buddy.

All right. Thanks, Josh.

Oh, um, Alex.

I'm sorry, I completely forgot about tonight.

That's okay. We'll just go for a quick bite.

- Yeah, sure. - Hi.

Josh, mind the store.

I'll be back in a couple of hours. Bye.

Hey, Mark, what the hell are we doing this for?

Hamilton's only got one pet rat.

- Shh! - I'm trying.

Come on, man.

- God. - I'm trying, okay?

Look at this, you guys.

I was right.

Holy shit.

Come on, let's get it done.

This one is going straight to "60 Minutes."

- Come on, man. - I'm trying.

Angie, don't forget to take the lens cap off the camera.

Let's get out of here!

- Get 'em off of me! - Get 'em off of me!

Angie!

- Oh, God. Get away from me! - Away from me!

Get away from me!

Get off!

Shit!

- Guys, what are you doing? - Move it.

Mark, move your butt!

- Get the hell out of here. - Come on! Get up!

Let's go!

Hey, wait for me!

Oh, goddamn it!

Where the fuck is Mark?

Mark!

Mark, we need the card to open the door!

Mark!

Mark, get the card!

- Wait here. - Mark!

Get off of me!

Mark, get the card out!

Mark!

What's going on in there?

Get the card out.

We need it to open the door.

Mark!

Mark, what's going on?

Help! Help!

- No! - Help me!

Hang on, Mark!

Hang on!

Mark!

Mark! Mark!

Mark!

Okay, coming through.

Get out of the way!

Oh, God.

Well, can you at least estimate the big rat's weight?

I don't know.

Fifteen, maybe twenty-- I don't know.

Leave her alone. She didn't cuddle the damn thing.

How big was that rat when you left it last night?

About 14 ounces-- - You want to know what I think?

- No! - I think you fucked up.

I think you fanatics got carried away

trying to ruin this place.

I think the rat cage fell on your pal,

ripped his throat open,

a bunch of hungry test animals escaped, jumped him,

you got scared and left him to die.

This "20-pound rat" bullshit,

tell it to the "Enquirer."

I don't buy a word of it.

If you're gonna arrest us, then do it.

Otherwise, we're gone.

Not till I say so.

Oh, you can go, too, Doctor.

You didn't see anything.

Glad I could be of assistance.

I'm sorry about this, Neil.

Now you know how I felt.

How big were those other rats?

It's very important. How big were they?

The government, uh... pays you to study plants,

as I understand. Is that correct, Doctor?

That's right.

Well, would you mind telling me

what you were doing with these rats?

I was experimenting with a new growth hormone. Obviously, it works.

Now we got to find a way to recapture those rats.

What do you mean rats? You only injected one.

Yes, but it's possible--

Finding rats is not a police matter.

I've already got the exterminators on that.

Lieutenant, as I'm sure you're aware,

the grand opening of the pool takes place in three days.

Now...

I don't think we need to have any publicity

on this unfortunate incident, do you?

All I see is a dead kid without a face.

I can't believe they called us in

to find one stupid rat.

How the hell are we supposed to find one rat?

There you go.

What are you doing?

I'm watching the game.

Hey, we already caught the rat, anyway.

Huh? Huh?

You see, that's exactly what's wrong with this country.

Nobody takes pride in their work anymore.

I do.

I'm a professional.

What are you saying?

Nothing. Never mind.

What? You're gonna take a flamethrower for a rat?

No, "obesity breath"...

This is no ordinary flamethrower.

You see, I modified this baby myself.

I just find the rat, aim and... kazoom.

You got a light?

Those bastards!

They don't give a damn about Mark. They just think that--

Angie, this ain't gonna help.

I'm just so...

frustrated.

The police didn't believe our story.

The dean is acting like nothing ever even happened.

And there's not a damn thing we can do about it.

Mark wouldn't be sitting around.

He would have gone out and gotten proof.

Al, it stinks down here.

What makes you think we're gonna find them here, anyway?

Because it stinks.

Rats like this kind of shit.

What if we get lost?

Got it taken care of.

This is scary shit.

What?

The plant seems to have retained the growth formula

without significantly altering it.

You mean, eating this would be like

taking an injection of the growth hormone?

It's possible.

On top of it, I found rat saliva on the tomato specimens.

This is scary shit.

All right, we know it exists unaltered

in the mutants, human, plant or animal.

Now, if I can find an agent that neutralizes the hormone,

it should work on a kid.

On rats, too, for that matter.

I think a few shotgun blasts

would be more appropriate treatment for those suckers.

- That's enough, Zeke. - You could finish up later, huh?

Sure, Doc.

Need some industrial strength cleaner, anyway.

This blood's dried up crustier than old Delhurst.

What happened, Neil?

- I was running some tests. - On animals?

- Look, it doesn't matter now. - It doesn't matter?

My friend was killed here last night.

No one asked him to break in here.

And who asked you to play God with these animals?

Look, Alex, it was important.

I needed to run those tests.

That doesn't justify torture.

Alex!

Wait a minute, will you? Hey!

Will you slow down a second?

Why should I?

'Cause I can't explain a thing to you if you're running away.

Come on.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Damn it.

I told you to buy the alkaline.

I did. You left it on.

Well, if you noticed I left it on,

why didn't you turn it off?

Al, I think we came this way already.

No chance.

I've marked at every tunnel.

Better yet, you're looking at

the classic drop-back passer.

He completes for 34 yards...

...the great sight lines on his receivers...

Oh...

How's the cancer research with Professor Delhurst going?

Let's just put it this way, Elaine,

it's high time I got back to my doctoral thesis.

What's it on?

Ancient Toltecan cures for androgenic alopecia.

Knowing why they worked.

- "Androgenic alopecia"? - Baldness.

Kids.

Holy shit!

Get out of here!

That freaking rat is huge.

Ah!

Lock up.

Come on, catalyze.

Same molecular structure-- Beautiful.

Now, get in here, trinitro. Come on.

Give me a DNA match.

Smaller chains!

That's it, that's it!

I think I've got it. I think I've got it.

Josh, I've got it!

Hey, Alex, he's got it.

Yeah?

Yeah, Dean. I'll be right there.

See you guys later.

Well, let me tell you,

I've seen an awful lot of rats in my time,

some big, and some very, very small,

but that was the Loch Ness Monster of rats.

Closest one to this, I think, was back in 1985.

We were doing a sweep of the sewers in the old city hall...

- Came in through the steam room. - I want to see it.

- It's not a pretty sight. - Just show me.

We were out two of my best men,

but we always get our rat.

I meant the rat.

This isn't the rat.

Of course, it is.

There is no yellow spot.

The rat I injected had a yellow spot on it.

You're looking at a barbeque, buddy.

This rat could have been a goddamn Dalmatian

- for all we know. - That's right, Neil.

And we have the absolute assurance from the exterminator

that this was the on one.

Why don't you listen to me?

This is not the same rat, which means there are others.

Really, Neil, I think you're being just a bit paranoid.

It's all over.

I came as fast as I could.

This is incredible.

How did you do this?

Do you realize the possibilities?

Your assistant is lying here dead

and all you can think of are the "scientific possibilities"?

How is the poor boy? Ahem.

All right, guys, let's get this thing out of here.

Come on, quit standing around.

Aye, Lieutenant Weizel.

What was that?

Al, did you hear something?

Nope.

Let's get out of here.

Ah!

Ange? Angie?

Angie!

Angie!

Angie!

Angie!

Al, are you there?

Al, help me!

Help!

- Angie! - Al! Al!

- Angie! - Help!

Angie!

- Al, Al. - What happened?

- What happened? - Al, I saw...

No.

No!

Angie!

No!

Bobby, I...

Bobby!

No!

- Bobby! - I hate you, Dr. Travis.

- Lab. - Neil? It's Kate.

Look, we're running out of time.

Bobby tried to get away last night,

the guards had to stop him.

He wasn't badly hurt, but he's completely out of control.

His strength is overpowering and he's still growing.

I've had to sedate him and... Neil, I am so afraid.

Kate, I'm very close.

Give me one more day and I'll be there.

Just hang on, okay?

- Okay, boy. - Come on, let's go.

Attaboy, get a good whiff.

Think you got enough firepower?

If they've got as crazy as Bobby,

we're gonna need an army.

I love this country.

Come on, my roommate gets home at 2:00.

Un momento. I got to take a piss.

Dr. Hamilton, what are you doing here?

What do you say, can I buy you a drink?

Nah, maybe another time, Mary Anne.

- Excuse me. - Hey, what's with the dog?

Ah, it's an experiment.

Can I come?

I'll tell you about it later.

Great, I'll drop by your... lab.

Carlos?

Carlos?

Carlos?

Will you cut the shit?

Carlos?

Oh, Carlos.

- Which way, boy? - Come on.

I think he's onto something.

Don't get your hopes up too high.

There's over three miles of these tunnels.

They go under every building on campus.

What is it, boy?

Easy, easy.

Get over, get him over. Get him out of the way.

Stay back, Josh.

What's that?

Kind of early for hunting season, ain't it, Doc?

Zeke, what the hell are you doing down here?

It's not safe.

Tell that to the kids freezing their asses off in Farquharson.

The heat's off.

Besides, I've been coming down here for 20 years.

Ain't nothing going to sneak up on me.

Just keep your eyes open.

Give us a holler if you see anything.

Like giant rats, Doc?

What is it?

I'm sorry, I got to go.

Again? Shit.

Un momento.

Carlos, quit being such an asshole.

It's a sewer system.

Could be where the nest is.

We're gonna need more than a tracking dog.

Why?

Water.

Dog can't follow a scent in water.

You all right?

Help! Help!

God damn it, Zeke.

You scared the hell out of me.

What the hell was all that yelling about?

That new floor is excellent.

Check the spring to it?

Word. The whole place is wild.

And the pool, it must seat a few thousand.

Hey, you going opening night?

Yeah, I got to work security.

- All right, I'll see you. - All right, check you later.

20 years of wreck checks,

I've never seen something like this.

Well, you're gonna see a lot more of this

if you don't evacuate the campus.

Yeah, well, it's private property, Doctor.

That's not exactly my call.

All finished, Lieutenant?

Well, there's a few things that concern me.

I'd like this tidied up as soon as possible.

Dean, you can't ignore this.

This is just a car accident.

Since when do cars eat your liver?

We'll let the police worry about that.

What about the other deaths?

Zeke, the kid who got hit by a car, half his ass was bitten off.

- Coincidence. - Coincidence?

- Are you out of your mind? - Uh, look, relax.

Why don't we wait and see what the coroner says, all right?

Well, a lot more people are gonna get hurt

while you guys are sitting around waiting for autopsies

to tell you something that's staring you right in the face!

What does it cost to run your lab, Hamilton?

To pay for your salaries and research?

The roof over your head?

Come on, Dean, we don't have time--

Any idea...

what it costs to run an entire university?

I know.

And I know how to keep it running

because that's my job.

I also know...

that if this university is shut down

because of giant rats,

no one is gonna send their kids here

and no one is gonna donate one red cent.

Tonight is the grand opening of that building.

There are going to be a lot of wealthy alumni,

with checkbooks in hand.

Do you understand me?

He's a local kid. You recognize him?

From the campus, isn't he?

Ah, Neil, there you are.

What are you doing here?

I let myself in. I hope you don't mind.

Security check.

It's my duty as chairman of this department

to prevent any further occurrences of vandalism.

For instance, this...

should always be locked when you're not here.

Mmm.

Why don't you quit insulting my intelligence

and get the hell out of here?

Neil, what can you be thinking?

Look, I'm sorry you lost your data,

but if I find you here one more time,

I'm gonna give you more trouble than you can handle.

Okay, okay, I'm leaving.

But you're wrong about this, Neil.

You can't possibly believe

that I, a fellow scientist,

would actually stoop to--

Dr. Hamilton?

Mary Anne.

How was it?

- How was what? - The tunnels.

Oh, uh...

- Did you hear the news? - Not much.

The administration hardly said a word.

And I'm worried about Al and Angie.

They didn't come home last night.

Listen, Neil, I've got a great idea.

Rats have a terrific sense of smell.

A female rat in heat can pick up

a male scent from a long way off.

If we can inject a female rat with the growth hormone,

she'll lead us to the males.

How do we know she'll be interested?

We don't, but, uh... I think it's all we got.

Let's get to work.

Gonna need a map of the sewer system and some kind of a...

radio direction device.

Uh, we're also gonna need a rat in heat.

Oh, no, not her.

I'll go to the biology lab and I'll find one.

I wonder if a radio device will work in the sewers.

Sometimes I think he loves you more than me.

I don't know about that.

She never liked me.

She's just jealous.

I got a copy of the sewer plans.

- Good. - What's that?

Well, with any luck, it's gonna be the antidote.

Lieutenant Weizel just called.

He wants you down in the pedestrian tunnels right away.

Josh.

Don't worry...

Hang on, buddy.

We're gonna get you to the med center. Don't worry about it.

You son of a bitch.

You're smoking again.

Smell it on your breath.

Give me one.

Okay.

Hang on, buddy.

It works.

Now will you admit there's a problem?

She's right. We gotta do something.

Of course we've got to do something.

I'll call an exterminator.

Lieutenant, you get together your best men,

find them and kill them.

- Kill them all. - We have got a plan.

And we could lead you to their nest--

I think a professional can take care of this.

I want extra security around the sports complex tonight.

The official opening is in two hours

and I see no reason to alarm anyone.

Get on it. Now!

- Listen to me now, Dean! - Hamilton!

How many people are gonna die, huh?

When are you gonna stop?

I want you out of here, Hamilton!

One hour, out of your lab, out of this university.

Lieutenant, you see this man on campus,

I want you to arrest him for trespassing.

Get on that elevator!

All right.

Go on!

This is a license to print money.

Reaction to the hormone is as expected.

Immediate and rapid growth.

I'm gonna be rich. I'm gonna be rich.

I'm gonna be rich and famous.

Perhaps, on top of everything else,

this is a cure for baldness.

I will now test the de-haired cells of a canine.

Amazing.

The cells are multiplying at an incredible rate.

Mitosis at the speed of light.

Ah!

Damn!

Ah, son of a bitch!

Neil?

Come on.

Edmond?

God, you look awful.

It works!

Ah, old girl.

Well, it looks like you're gonna be coming with me after all.

So will I.

It is my great privilege,

as dean of this university,

to welcome you all

to the opening of our new sports complex.

Yes, I love it.

Ahem. This is also the occasion...

...of our first annual

synchronized swimming championships.

And I know that this will be an evening

none of us will ever forget.

She stopped.

She's maybe a hundred meters ahead.

We're at level 7G.

It's the lowest part of the system.

She must have found the nest.

Look at these.

Our first team is from Varley College

and here they go.

Come on, let's keep going.

- What is it? - It's chlorinated.

Agh!

Hold it! Hold it!

No! No!

All right, now get...

Come on, hit them.

Get your line of fire straight.

Don't fire wild, don't fire wild.

Keep it low.

Rats! Just get the rats!

Come on, come on. Don't fire wild.

Idiot! Get out of here! You're toast.

You fucking idiot!

Get your fucking sorry ass out of here!

Shit!

We gotta do something.

I've got an idea. Come on.

Hold your fire. I can get them in the courtyard!

- How? How? - Never mind.

- Just have your men there. - Get down there, buddy.

Backup! I need backup upstairs in the courtyard.

Just get it up there now!

- Come with me. - Where, man?

Never mind. Just come with me.

Come on.

Let's go!

Lock the rats in the courtyard.

And don't shoot at them until I say so.

Don't let your men fire

until I get the white rat out of the way.

No!

No!

No! No!

Jeez.

Neil--!

Louise?

- Hello? - Kate.

Neil, what's happening there?

I've been trying to reach you.

Look, I'll explain it when I get there.

Everything is gonna be all right.

Please, Neil, you've got to hurry.

Bobby has lost his mind.

Really, we cannot control him any longer.

He's dangerous.

Kate, just hang on.

Just a few more hours, I can be there.

Kate? Kate!

Kate? Kate?

Kate!