Mistari 200 ya kwanza.
Um, Professor, um...
About that game tonight.
Not now, Richard.
- Hi, Sam. - How's it going?
- We can't talk to each other. - Why?
Set the frequencies. We can only talk to the game master.
Oh. Well, you've really gone all out here, Bradley.
Too bad you're gonna lose tonight.
- Never happened before. - Well, we've never played in a real
building before.
Take a look at this.
I designed the program to come up
with the code words and clues.
And assign which classrooms we're covering,
the locations of the weapons, the keys,
reveal crystals, all that. And, watch this.
You were right.
The electronics lab had the tracking
equipment we were looking for.
Transmitter. Tracker.
Ah...
- Who's wearing that? - Tracy.
I slipped her one in her pocket.
I can put trackers on every floor.
So, now, if all the quest knights have these,
then, the game master can monitor
our progress through the tower.
This is going to be our best game
...ever.
Professor Sorenson?
I just wanted to say that that
was an impressive bit of work.
Did you want something, Richard?
Well, I was just wondering about the game tonight, sir.
Well, it sounds like a marvelous opportunity
to hone one's mental skills.
That, it is.
But you'll have to ask Sam about playing. It is his game.
Hey, if you could pry your lips off the professor's ass,
I could do with some help over here.
All right now, next review.
But, I'll be working long hours at the hospital, and...
You'll have to stay home and cook my meals, and,
like, mend my socks and give me little Sams.
Yeah right, when pigs fly.
I'll be just as busy as you, Sam.
Doing what?
Running my engineering firm which I started.
Yeah, which you bought with my money.
- Ah! Sam! - Oh, hey, ho! Hey, hey! Ho!
He attacks milts and feminists on command.
Good boy, Herman. That a boy, fella.
- Come on, Richie, come on. - Look, I don't know, okay?
Well, you gotta answer, man. Just answer.
- Okay. Three. - Wrong!
There were only two, Rich, you know.
I don't give a shit how many little kids played the drummer
on The Partridge Family , okay?
That's because you have no sense of culture.
What'd you guys do with Sorenson?
Oh, he's telling the class his lip color joke.
His lip color?
Never mind.
- So, who's this poor fella? - That's Shakma.
Shakma?
What did you guys do to him?
We've injected corticotropin in his brain.
- Gross. - No, it's actually quite fascinating.
We've been working on a stable version of corticotropin.
- Stable? - Well, it usually inhibits aggression.
But, sometimes it has the opposite effect.
So why use this poor monkey?
Baboon. Well, they're the most aggressive primate.
Besides me.
I was training him.
Sam, don't be such a girly man.
Like you?
Get Sorenson!
Quick!
Sam!
Sam!
Sam.
- What the hell happened here? - I didn't do anything!
- He woke up and went berserk. - Go fix that alarm.
Sorry, old buddy.
What did you give him?
20 milligrams of phenothiazine.
Well, hit him with another 200.
- That would kill him. - Let's not make it any worse.
Well, there's gotta be something that you can...
Sam!
He would never be the same.
All those hours of research gone up in smoke!
Oh, yeah, maybe if I...
Oh, whatever. Whatever. Have somebody fix that arm.
All my jug of wine, and loaf
of bread need,
is thou.
Isn't that bothering you?
Oh, yeah.
You just wait one second, okay?
Now.
Where was I?
Okay, tell me if this hurts.
Ow! It hurts.
Sam, you okay?
Yeah. I'll be fine.
So, everything ready for the game?
I hope you're not making it too complicated.
I have a date tonight.
What do you know about the game?
Oh, Sorenson suggested I play.
Thought it'd be good for me.
Well, we, uh...
We have all the players, I don't know where you'd fit in.
Although...
We could have him...
We could make Nemesis a real person.
Nemesis?
He's an ugly little demon, Richard. You would be perfect.
So, what does he have to do?
You lurk in the caverns awaiting the quest knights
as they move through the tower
to save the princess on the top floor.
I'll do it.
By the way, you have to help Sorenson set up.
I'll do it.
Damn.
Want me to do it?
No, I got it.
Sam, uh...
Gonna have to lose the sensitive side if you plan on being a doctor.
You're never gonna make any money.
Well...
He was just getting tame, too.
I guess he's better off now, anyway. Instead of being cooped up in a cage.
Look, why don't I take it from here?
Or it'll never get done.
What are you doing?
I thought you wanted me to cremate him.
Did I say that?
Yes sir, back in the lab.
I have to do a necropsy.
- Whatever you say. - Yeah, you just leave him right there.
Yeah, I'll come in and... What is today?
Friday?
I'll come in tomorrow and I'll do it.
Laura, God.
So, where you taking me tonight?
I've gotta stay late and help Sorenson.
- Richard... - Listen, this is a good chance for me
to be around him outside of class.
But you promised.
It won't take long, okay?
And, um...
We can go back to your place.
And discuss maybe, primitive mating rituals maybe?
You've been around these monkeys too long.
Oh yeah?
Have I?
- Hey! There she is! - Hi!
- Have you seen my brother lately? - I'm heading that way now.
Are you getting ready for the game tonight?
Yeah, you still gonna be our princess?
Yeah, I'd love to. If you're not mad at me.
Mad? Why would I be mad at you?
For letting it slip about the game in front of Richard.
Oh, you were the one.
Yeah. I'm really sorry.
Well, that's okay. We just have to be careful, that's all.
So, all I have to is wait on the top floor?
It's a big honor, the princess is the object of our quest.
Is it okay with your parents?
Parents?
Come on, Sam, how old do you think I am?
Okay, okay, okay. Break it up, break it up.
Brought you the computer programs for tonight.
And, this attractive young woman who claims to be related to you.
Oh.
This looks like a lot of work.
Oh, not really. The computer did most of it.
All you have to do is set up the building the way it says
and then follow Sorenson's orders during the game.
Game? That's what you're doing tonight?
Yeah, Richard's Nemesis.
Nemesis.
Yeah, he's an unbeatable enemy.
Or the Greek goddess of vengeance.
Oh, great. I'm dating the goddess of vengeance.
Hey, it's only gonna take a couple hours, okay?
Well, uh... Not necessarily.
Last time we played the game, it went well into the
wee hours of the morning,
and that was just sitting around a table.
Terrific. Well, you children have fun.
Hey, Laura... Hey, why me?
You make the perfect goddess.
Hey, be at the faculty lounge at 7:30.
- All right. - Oh...
All right. Everything's pretty much ready.
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