King Kong Lives

No, don't put me down!

No. Hold on to me or they'll kill you.

Now!

Don't kill him!

Assholes!

No.

We are checking your pressure.

The problem is the next step.

I'm sorry.

That heart cost this institute seven million dollars!

She knows how much it cost. She's been a part of this...

since the first moment we got Kong's heartbeat restored.

There is nothing wrong with the heart.

The damn thing runs like a swiss watch.

It's his blood.

He's been comatose too long.

His blood volume has deteriorated.

We've been over this. There is simply no other species...

...whose plasma will transfuse with Kong's.

But you told us a year ago...

If the heart had been ready then, I could've operated without a transfusion.

If we cut him open now, he'll die.

Only one thing can save Kong.

- What's that? - A miracle.

Bitch, bitch, bitch... if it had been up to you candyasses...

...you'd still be down in Iquira.

...where they ain't seen a diamond in over 20 years.

So quit your bitching and come on.

What are you scared of?

Come on. It's so hot out here, even the jaguars are sleeping.

You want a little siesta? Okay.

Oh, anything in there better scram...

because Mitch is coming in for a snooze.

And that includes you...

Come here. Find your own bed.

Holy shit!

Easy, boy. Steady, big fella.

Wait, don't! You'll kill him!

It's Borneo. He's on the line.

Mr. Mitchell, you will have to speak up, please...

We're having trouble reading you.

Hello... hello, can you hear me now?

We can hear you now, Mr. Mitchell.

Okay. Now, I am a business man, Dr. lngersoll.

My staff is fielding offers, even as we speak.

Mr. Mitchell, I realize that other universities...

...are interested in your specimen,

but we have an extremely urgent need for plasma for a transfusion.

I ain't selling blood, Doc. I'm selling the whole damn monkey.

I realize that, and we can negotiate for him later.

But right now, we've got to have him here as soon as possible.

Wait, him? My ape ain't a 'him'; it's a 'her'.

Mr. Mitchell, this is Dr. Hughes, chief of primate reasearch.

Did you say that your beast is a female?

Yeah. And a damn good-looking one too.

No. we can not bring a female here.

What are you talking about?

Sir, we're not lancing a hemorrhoid here.

We're replacing a heart.

I'm well aware of that, Dr. Franklin.

The slightest upset while Kong is recuperating--

Wait a minute, who is that? Doc, I'm warning you.

I got Harvard on the other line.

Get the blood and let someone else have the female.

You are going to blow the score of the century.

Amy, you're exaggerating the danger.

Uhh, money talks, Doc.

You're gonna be visiting my ape in Disneyland.

We can advance you $10,000.

Well,

That ain't exactly filling my rice bowl.

What if the operation fails?

Then another university will have the only living ape.

Mitchell, you've got yourself a deal.

Thank You , Doctor.

Yee-haw!

Yeah, mama, this is it!

My monkey is going to make me rich!

Oh, oh, easy, girl.

You're okay. I'm here.

I'm here. I'll take care of you.

Looks like you and me better get used to being famous.

You better watch out there, buddy.

I think that little lady's got a crush on you.

Mr. Mitchell, Andrew lngersoll. Welcome.

Mr. Mitchell. Mr. Mitchell.

How did you get the ape from the jungle?

I left a trail of bananas.

Are you going to breed her?

Uhh, you mean personally?

Where did he get that hat?

Camp Beverly Hills?

I think he's cute.

Ladies and gentlemen...

This acquisition establishes beyond question.

The scientific preeminence of Atlantic Instititue.

Forget the institute, Professor. Bring on the ape!

Mr. Mitchell.

This is Dr. Franklin, the surgeon who will be operating on Kong.

- Ah, the lady on the telephone. - Congratulations, Mr. Mitchell.

- How soon is the operation? - Will the female give blood?

We have a plasma center set up at the institute.

Minutes count now.

Cidado, permission.

Just take it easy! You are dealing with a lady!

Lady Kong? Lady Kong!

Turn off those lights.

Don't worry, folks. You are gonna get...

...what you want from Lady Kong.

All of you...

Valve open. Filter clear.

I mean, you could've left her a couple pints.

She looked like hell after all that blood you pumped out of her.

Your female is resting fine, Mr. Mitchell.

Yeah, in that crummy warehouse you stuck her in.

Look, you're spending a fortune on Kong here.

Why don't you spend a few bucks on my ape?

Look we are building a permanent facility for her 10 miles from here.

It'll be ready in just a couple weeks.

What the hell is that for?

History.

Doctor, we can check it again, once we get out there.

Okay, let's go to work.

It's all yours.

-Is the cardiac's output okay? -Yeah. Perfect.

A bi-tip and a tri-tip suction

That's good. Reduce the tension there a little bit. Suction, please.

Increase suction.

Little more. That's it. I got it.

- The main clamp. - Full suction!

Clamp all the bleeding.

Both pumps. Full-volume.

- Break in the system. - Franklin, institute!

- Sutures. - Cross clamp. Above the vent.

More suction. I got it.

- Retract her. - Line's open.

Clear way. There's room on the side.

Suction out.

This prestigious institute, longing rival...

...of Harvard and Yale.

...has suddenly found itself in the grip of a mad disease!

Kong-Mania has invaded the...

hallowed halls of academia.

And the place has literally gone bananas!

To house Lady Kong until her...

...permanent quarters can be completed,

research chief Benson Hughes...

...has converted this warehouse...

...into the world's biggest lady's dressing room.

We figure that Kong Island and Borneo...

were both part of the same land mass...

Hey, Doc, just a second. Excuse me, ladies.

- Where is the Doctor? - Well, she is still with her patient.

Three days? Man, does she get sleep?

I believe her words were: "You don't need me. You've got Indiana Jones."

Amy.

Amy.

Hello, Kong. Welcome back.

You horny son of a bitch.

He smells a female a mile away.

- How many wires are still on him? - He's pulled out nine electrodes...

Sedative IV is still in.

Down...

- Cardiac function? - Irregular.

Alpha readout?

I'm getting aggressive EET activity.

- Mike? - Blood pressure dropping.

There are that sedation.

Knock him out.

What it turns out is that's their word for "mule".

- Oh, there is your star. - Well, our boy's awake.

- Outstanding. - And we're in trouble.

What's happened?

The female has to be moved now.

- Kong scented her. - The quarters are a mile apart.

Well, it's not enough. He can hear her too.

So what? It'll give him something to get well for.

I have nothing against you, Mr. Mitchell...

You saw a way to make a quick buck.

- Now, just a damn minute-- - Read the EKGs. We almost lost him.

He was on his feet. He jumped for the overhead bars.

He was trying to get to the female.

We hit him with enough thorazine..

...to kill a whale.

We can't keep sedating him-- not with his heart.

She's right. We gotta move her.

But where? The new quarters aren't ready yet.

Well, then make them ready!

- How long will that take? - Two days if we work around the clock.

The female will be out of there in 48 hours.

Wait. I'll walk you to your car.

Hey, you're not going back to Kong now, are you?

- As a matter of fact, I am. - Take a break. You need rest

as much as he does.

Listen, I'm sorry about my tone in there.

- I didn't realize... - Forget it.

I'll drive you home... if you like...

I just want to make sure that you get home.

I'm not trying to hit on you.

Thank You, Mr. Mitchell. I can navigate on my own.