Morbius

We shouldn't be here when it gets dark.

Set the trap at the mouth of the cave, please.

You need a doctor?

I am a doctor.

It's impressive, don't you think?

Vampire bats weigh almost nothing,

but they can down a creature nearly ten times their size.

Wow.

What are you using as bait?

You volunteering?

Leaving.

Pay me now.

Before the sun goes down.

You throw in that bushcrafter on your belt and we have a deal.

Come on.

Move!

Should be able to take better care of you here.

Everyone's here to help you.

Michael, this is Lucian. Lucian, Michael.

Michael knows more about this place than I do.

Play nice.

Hello.

Hello, Milo.

My name's Lucian.

The person who was here before was Milo.

No.

He was also the new Milo.

And before him was the other new Milo.

I don't even remember the first Milo.

How long have you been here?

Long as I can remember.

- And you're still not cured? - There is no cure.

There's something missing from our DNA.

Like a piece of a puzzle.

And until they find it, the only way to stay alive

is an oil change three times a day.

What would you do if you could be normal?

Just for an hour?

I don't think about it.

Hey, look at the freaks! Look at them!

Best not to be outside when school gets out.

Like the original Spartans,

we are the few against the many.

Milo?

Milo?

Nurse?

Okay...

Lucian.

Lucian!

With one of these?

It took a team of scientists to build that machine

and you fixed it with a ballpoint pen?

There's a school for gifted children in New York.

I think that I could get them to agree to cover your tuition

and provide private care to help manage your condition.

Somewhere you could study, learn, hone your skills.

You have a gift, Michael.

I don't think I could forgive myself if I saw it go to waste.

"Dear Milo,

"this isn't goodbye.

"I'm gonna find a cure for us,

"so we can be cranky old men someday.

"Your friend, Michael.

"P.S. You shouldn't have unfolded this.

"Now you'll never get it back together.

See you this summer."

No.

"Dear Milo..."

Please, can I have my letter back?

- What? - Please, can I have my letter?

Okay. Here.

Please. Ah!

Please!

Please!

Stop.

Go away!

Let me have a look. Let me have a look.

He tried to steal my letter!

Milo, Milo, stop.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

What about Milo?

I'll look after Milo.

He needs me.

Michael Morbius completed his doctorate by 19

and quickly established himself

as the world's leading authority on blood-borne diseases.

His development of artificial blood

has saved more lives than penicillin.

Michael Morbius,

please step forward

to acknowledge the receipt of your prize

from His Majesty, the King of Sweden.

I can't believe you dissed the king of Sweden.

The king and the queen, their loyal subjects,

all of Scandinavia and the entire scientific community.

Yeah, but who does that?

Well, Anna, we both know I have issues.

But, hey, I kept the program.

There you are.

- Hey, Dr. Bancroft. - Hey, Anna.

- We going to play? - Oh, I don't think so.

See, now that Dr. Morbius is back,

maybe you should try losing for a while,

- see how that feels. - Not gonna happen.

- Michael. - Uh, yes?

- You got a minute? - Of course.

New one. For your collection.

Dr. Morbius is in trouble.

I'm in trouble.

"I can't accept a prize

for the by-product of a failed experiment."

- Lab 1. - Front page,

"American Scientist Rejects Nobel Prize."

You know that people actually like writing checks

to Nobel laureates?

Makes them feel better about their investment.

It would help if you stuck around long enough to cash them.

You're pushing yourself

too hard.

Does our generous benefactor, Milo,

know what you're actually doing here?

What am I actually doing here?

Remixing human DNA with bat DNA.

- I have no idea what you're... - Talking about?

Is anything ringing a bell?

No bells ringing. Uh...

Okay. Maybe this will jog your memory.

I wouldn't go in there if I were you.

That is a...

- It's a fish tank. - Hmm.

Like, for...

flying mammals.

Oh, I see.

Some friends I brought back from Costa Rica.

So when were you gonna tell me?

More importantly, how did you get my pass code?

It's the first six digits of pi backwards.

It's your password for everything.

You should change that.

You could lose your license for this.

I'm not gonna need it much longer, doctor.

You, on the other hand, will.

You know, there's something called "plausible deniability."

You should be thanking me.

These are the only mammals on Earth

that have evolved to feed exclusively on blood.

So in order to drink it,

these bats produce saliva that contains unique anticoagulants.

So your theory is, if you can successfully splice

vampire genes into your DNA,

it would allow your body to produce

those same anticoagulants.

Yes.

It would be a cure.

At what cost?

The fusion of different species

is a legacy we already carry in our bodies.

Viruses insinuating their nucleic acid onto our own

over hundreds of thousands of years.

That's evolution. This is different.

I don't think it is.

We have to push the boundaries, take the risks.

Without that,

there is no science.

No medicine.

No breakthroughs at all.

Okay.

Test subject for cell combination 117.

Come on, come on, come on.

Test subject 117 has resulted in...

failure.

I don't wanna see you get hurt.

I should've died years ago, Martine.

Why am I still alive if not to fix this?

To save my best friend, Milo.

And everyone else like us.

Not like this.

Dr. Morbius, it's Anna.

Her temperature's spiking,

and her kidneys are shutting down.

We have to induce a coma before she has a stroke.

A hundred milligrams of propofol.

- Sure. - Now.

Come on.

It's okay.

It's okay. We got you.

There you go.

There you go.

Thank you, nurse.

We're gonna let you sleep a bit.

Take a nice long nap.

- Michael. - What?

It worked.

Dr. Michael Morbius.

Some crippled guy's here to see the Boss.

Michael! Get over here!

As long as I am a cripple you'll be fine.

You're late. I was trying out

this new thing called "working."

Oh, yeah. I don't believe I'm familiar with the word.