"Answer by noon tomorrow." "Tick one box." "He's offered us..." "the kingdoms of the world." "That head is going to outrate every damned show we got." "He can guarantee all our funding." "Do it, Emma." "Go for it." "Does it include..." " The whole team." "Yes!" " Except Blinda." "He was one of them, OK?" "Everything here tells me." "Your budget will be maintained." "I can outmatch that old witch cent by cent, dime by dime." "We ought to be able to disconnect ten leads or capillaries in each quarter of an hour." "Which gives us?" "Which gives us one hour and a quarter." "I'm sorry." "We are about to move you, Mr Feeld" "You're just a bum." "Period." "All I can do... all I can beg is..." "forgive me this once, just this once, Martina." "Hah!" " This is the first time I ever... well..." "First time I haven't risen to the occasion, my darling." "Don't darling me, you jerk!" " But that's what you are." "To me, that's what you are." "My darling." "If there's anything worse than a dickhead, it's a limp dickhead." "Just get yourself outa here." "Prontolo." "Perhaps if you'd let me try later... or..." " Later?" "It's already climbing towards midnight, Bill." "Yeah, but thats... phoo..." "Who cares about time...?" "How the hell do you think I stay so slender and svelte and sparky eyed as well as run a trillion-unidollar business at one and the same time?" "Not by missing my beauty sleep, that's for sure!" "Well..." "I don't think myself as..." "like... a stud or a..." "I'm not macho..." "I get all tangled up in my feelings..." "Try." "Try talk it through, Bill." "And maybe..." "Yes..." "I just might begin to..." "God damn and shit on it!" " Martina... ?" "What... ?" "A one emergency." "Stay where you are!" "NECESSARY INTERRUPTION:" "VITAL." "NECESSARY INTERRUPTION:" "VITAL." "We have contact?" "You sure?" " Wow-ie." " We're there, General." "It's seven a.m. Western Europe time, Ms Masdon, which must make it late enough at night for you." "Get out of shot." "Lie on the floor." "Now!" "Or behind the bed!" "You're on the call, Ms Masdon." "Who are you?" "And what are you doing i n my laboratories?" "I am Inspector-General Challender and I..." "The Challender?" "Are you really Colin Challender?" " Certainly I am." "Well, I'm really glad to have a chance to speak with a man who almost single-handedly smashed a whole cell of rons..." "I doubt whether you'll be quite so glad when you hear what I have to say." "OK." "Give it to me straight." " Between one fifteen a.m." "and three-forty-five a.m. this morning, our time, the Reality Or Nothing organization, dressed as police, raided your cryogenic lab A..." "and only this lab... sprayed `Reality Or Nothing' on the living wall and escaped without injury or apprehension with the..." "Eh, madam..." "You have an intruder!" "Keep your butt down, you dickhead!" "It's OK, General." "It's... eh... a new biochemical Experiment." "I'm trying to put some brains into a man's arse." "Forget it." "You don't seem to have succeeded as yet." "But as long as you are all right..." " I'm OK!" "Shoot, for Christ's sake." "Stop coughing, Chief." " Sorry..." "Please excuse me... hooo!" "The long and the short of it is, they've taken the head." "I'm sorry." "But it's not in its biobox!" " The head!" "My head!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "A million bucks for anyone who brings it back." "Ten million bucks for anyone who brings it back and kills the fuckers who took it!" "Is that a contract, ma'am?" " You bet your life it is!" "Signed and sealed!" "Get back the head, General." "Get it back." "We'll do out damnedest, Ms Masdon." "I think the final entry into this room could only have been made by staff's biobrace." "That's where I'll start..." " The bastards!" "I'll soon find out which one of those who regularly work in this room is most vulnerable to pressure." "And when I find that person, madam," "I can assure you here and now..." "That person will crack." "Why aren't you at your post?" " Sorry." "My guts is like Vesuvius this morning... and the two-guard roster doesn't start until eight-thirty a.m., ma'am." "Yeah, you shouldn't leave your post!" "It's not safe there!" "Well, if you don't mind stepping in some fresh shit, lady..." "What's your unit?" "What is your number?" "FG170535." "Move of..." " WILL DO." "Move alongside the car in front." "The other blue and black." " WILL DO." "Window." "Blinda!" "...Yes, sir." " Guard lane." "Check lane one." "Guard two." "Check lane two." " Yes, sir." "It's clear." "I have a list of all personel." " What the... ?" "What... ?" "Jesus... !" "Yes, there was a RON raid last night." "Chief, this is Dr Tony Watson my personal assistent in biogenic cryology." " Oh, I wondered exactly what I was." "This is the first you know about any of this?" " Yes, it is." "Holy Moseolo!" "But what in God's name have they..." " They've taken the head, Tony." "Do you mind, Professor?" " Sorry, I thought..." "They've what?" " You heard." "But what in thundering blazolo would they want with a..." "Oh, I see, yes." " What do you see, Doctor?" "Ransom money." "It must be." "Must be?" "Why?" "Why must?" "Professor." "I don't know to whom I..." " Why must be?" "On, um..." "on the principle of Occam's Razor..." "You cut away all the most impropable things and what you are left with is the bare-faced or, so to speak, probable answer." "Something like that." "Occam." "Mmm." "You refer to the antique monk, yes?" "Yes." " All right, youngish man." "Give me an improbable explanation for all this" "Improbable?" "Oh, but..." "Come." "You said you had to cut away all the improbabilities in order to expose the probable." "What did you cut away?" "Oh, isn't this rather..." "Well, it's a bit silly, surely?" "Come, come." "Humour me." "Well..." "it could be... it could have been a protest... a meaningless stupid protest about the way we treat our own species..." "Um." "Huh." "Or it could equally well have been, um, a rival... yes!" "A commercial rival like Chemicure or... or.. you know, seeing what we're up to." "Those sort of things." "Did you ever want to be an actor, Dr Watson?" "An actor?" "W-what do you mean?" "Oh, now." "What do I mean?" "Surely you know what an actor is?" "What an actor does?" "Of course I do!" "But why on earth should I want to be an actor... ?" "Well." "It was a wise choice, in any event." "I'm not sure whether to be pleased or offended by that!" "My name is Challender by the way." "Inspector-General Challender." "I'm Head of All-Corporate Security." "So if it should turn out to be a case of inter-company rivalry," "I should be considerably embarrassed." "Do you think, then, that you are not a good actor?" "I don't think about it at all, thank you very much." "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen." "I'm so sorry that all this should have been awaiting you." "I'm quite sure you have been as helpful as you intended to be." "Chief." "Chaps." "I think we are done here for the present." "This place has been finger printed, fluid printed, gene-laundered, odometered, hyrocycled." "All in the wee small hours." "So if you have any meaningful work left here." "You and your staff may proceed with it unhindered." "Forgive us our interruption." " Thank you, Inspector General." "Not at all." "One..." "Two..." "Three!" "I'm so sorry." "But there's just one other little thing" "Would you be kind enough to accompany us, Dr Watson?" "Me?" "I mean..." "where to?" "What for?" "I would like to find out just how sharp an instrument Occam's Razor might actually be." "Come along, Doctor." "Poor old Tony." "He's the least shifty character I've ever met." "There must be something about him that irritates." "DON'T TALK BUGGED!" "MEET RELAX ROOM 15 MIN'S" "All that whatsname's Razor stuff." "Why does he do that?" "Oh, they'll soon see he's a babe in the woods." "Christ." "Where do we start..." "and what do we do?" "There's not much we can do." "If they've taken the head, those bastards, they're sure to have damaged it beyond anything we can repair." "And where the hell is Blinda!" "Well, the bells are ringing for us, Daniel." "I think they always will, Beth." "I hope they always will." " I'm..." "I feel shy." "Isn't that silly?" "So do I." "And, no, it isn't." "Is that it?" "Is that the best that you can do?" " I'm afraid so." "Alas, yes." "Just when they where really about to get down to it!" "Nice tits, too." "Harry!" "Do you have to be so fucking vulgar all the time?" "OK, OK, so you're in a bad mood." "Don't take it out on me." "I am not experienced in the ratio of those new neuropeptides." "That is not my particular field." "You need that Slav fellow and the black woman..." "and the old lady." "But I would have thought you would have been pleased, Mr Stiltz." "Pleased!" " We have shown that the head is capable of" "`working', so it has survived its... um... it's..." " Kidnap." "It has survived." "And the very first time I stimulate the particular area of the neocortex, which is my field, Mr Stiltz, lo and behold you have given unto you a proud pair of knockers." "I fail to see what is so devastatingly amusing when I choose to descend occasionally into what I believe is the vernacular." "OK." "OK." "Enough." "I'm damaging something inside." "I felt it go twang!" "Oh..." "OK..." "We'll have to wait for the real team..." "A goldmine, Harry." "We're talking of a goose which'll lay a golden egg whenever we want!" "Yeah... or a lot of feathers." " Just think of it!" "Spilling out everything that's locked away in there!" "Who'd want made-up stories from a bunch of lazy overpaid hacks when you can mainline into the real thing." "This Daniel Feeld fella..." "he is, Christolo... he's immortal." " Immoral too.." "We hope." "There is a good chance." "It is a characteristic of the male species." "What?" " We'll plug that brain into everybody else's!" "What's his is ours!" "What he has tucked away, all his secrets, his behaviour, everything..." "it's ours." "At last privacy has a true market value!" "Zillions!" "Harry..." "Harry boy..." " Yes, massa." "Haven't we always tried to get inside people's heads?" "Isn't that what this game is all about, showbiz and that part of it we call politics?" "Owning people." "But... and this has been the drag... we've never been able to get right inside, to own the tiniest little fragment of the inside of a person's head." "Now we have the chance!" "And David Sylvester Stiltz is just the man to do it." "RELAX ROOM" "NO VID OR AUDPHONE." "NO RECORDING DEVICES.GUARANTEED" "ARTICLE 16 SECTION 312 WESTEUROPA SUPREME COURT. 2349." "... but what is even more interesting to me is that those cops didn't wait for her to come." "They tried all their sniff-sniff stuff with all of us, and Tony so stupidly fell for it." "But, no, they weren't interested in her." "I'm sure she's a snoop for them." "I'd eliminate her if I had half the chance." "And when does the killing stop?" "When it has to." "Luanda." "What's wrong?" "There's a hell of a kerfuffle going on down the corridor..." "And it's full of cops again." "It seems Blinda's turned up." "What's happened, Luanda?" " She's dead." "They found her in her bubble." "Somebody'd shot her in the head after she'd given her journey instructions." "My God." "What is going on?" "And what is Tony going to do?" "Or to say?" "I feel scared." "I wish we'd never gotten into any of this." "Tony may be foolish, but I don't think he's a coward..." "The silly boy." "We've got to get out of this place." "Out of the whole Masdon thing." "I don't care what it looks like, but I'm formally to resign." "The sooner we can move to the ICB labs the better." "God knows if that head will survive all this." "It's going to look bad." " I don't care." "Tony might crack at any moment anyway." "We're already under suspicion." "I've got nothing to lose now." "And neither have you." "OK, Karl." "OK, OK, OK, OK!" "Let the cheapskates go." "Good fucking riddance, I say." "Anyone in the biochemical business who is so stupid as to resign from Martina Matilda Masdon is taking a long walk without water out into the wilderness." "Yes, ma'am." "Too damned right." "The wilderness." "Shhhh..." "Ohh..." "Oh, yeah." "Fidelity." " Martina?" "It's a wonderful world for a wonderful wonderful concept" "Yes." "It is." "It really is." "Be strong." "Be strong." "What will you do with him?" "No one has laid a finger on him." "No one has said a word to him." "But he's not made of much." "He weeps at night, every night, and every afternoon he listens to our scream machine." "And each time the door opens he wets himself." "Poor creature." "How long have you had him now... six days, seven?" "Six." "we still have another eight under the Anti Terrorist Charter." "But... well..." "he's well and ready for you now, if you want him to eat out of your hand." "Or any other equivalent." "I'll take your word." "Ah!" "Lovely smell." "Lovely colour." "That's the cherries." "Of which life is supposed to be a bowl of." "That or a bowl of dog biscuit." "Equally fine for a pair of cunning old hounds, eh?" "Stand to attention!" "Yes, sir." "You got a visitor." "Oh, I..." "I... didn't know th..." " Did I say speak?" "No sir." " Then shut your mouth." "Sit down." " Yessir." "Good evening, Dr Watson." "Mr..." "Mr Stiltz..." "But..." "But.." "But what am I doing here?" "Is that what you mean?" "May I sit down?" " Oh.. um..." "Yes, of course." "You seem a bit edgy, boy." " Edgy?" "You can say that again." "These are not nice places." " No, they..." "My God." "There are some terrible screams here sometimes" "I can't imagine what it is they are doing to the poor devil." "But... it... plays on the nerves." "And the worst thing is..." "Why are you here?" " We've only met via vidphone." "But I liked your sense of humour when I introduced Dr Rawl, the sexologist." "Oh." "Him." "Yes." " He's part of the team." "Yes." "I didn't mean to be rude." "Listen." "The guy makes me laugh, too." "Jeezolo, I wouldn't want him anywhere near my erectile tissue, if that's what he calls it!" "He should marry that Masdon cow." "Wouldn't they make a terrific couple?" "But he is family." "And that's how I think of my team." "Family." "And as in the morning, bright as a cockerel of whatever it is in the morning sky, your Professor Porlock, Dr Glazunov and Dr Luanda Partington will be on the team, too." "Oh, that's nice." "They escaped the Masdon clutches, then?" "Not much she can do, is here?" "Except scream green murder." "Green for envy." "Envy." "Anyway, I've been looking into things." "And I want you on the side too." "Oh, Christ." "I wish." "Oh, how I wish!" "I've been checking on you." "Family." "Friends." "Right back to school." "Every nook and cranny, and I've prodded at every little pimple, blackhead or bogey." "And there's not enough dirt on you to grow a mustard seed." "Thank you." " I can't understand why they want to execute you." "They what?" " Well, that's what they always go for when they think they got one of the top rons." "The big needle and no noise." "You never hear much about it, but..." "I know for a fact that that's what they're up to." "Safety first, they call it." "Hey, here." "C'mon." "Sit down." "Let's deal here." "D-deal?" " Sure." "Please, tell me." "What sort of deal?" "What can I do?" "I mean..." "If there's anything..." "Anything at all!" "Please, Mr Stiltz." "I'm your man." "Hi!" "I was looking at you when you came in and Ithought... the kind of..." "You'd like a drink?" "Please?" "You where staring at me, weren't you?" "In that café place?" "I... yes." " And you followed me in here, didn't ya?" "Yes." "I did." "What do you want?" "What are you plaing at?" "Please, what is your name?" " Beth." "What's the matter?" "And the man you were with, he was called Christopher, wasn't he?" "Christopher?" "Yeah." "But... what's that got to do with you?" "You know him, or what?" "Christopher." "Chris." "My twin." "Me." "You." "Whatchewmean you?" " I..." "I'm a writer." "I put words in other people's mouths.." "And at the moment, I... oh my God!" "My stomamach!" "It's all coming true in front of me." "The reason I'm ill.Sick. I'm not fit for this world." "I'm... worthless." "Listen." "I said I put words into people's mouths." "Well, now I want to but I can't get them out of my own..." "My brother, they let him come home for a trial week when he passed this degree... his degree in physics, cryophysics..." "Are you getting any of this?" "Can you understand at all?" "Hey." "Steady on, Romeo." " He drove straight at her." "Says he didn't know she was there." "But that's what he said about the first one." "The boy." "Straight at her!" "And he is me." "And I am him." "And I feel it..." "him..." "I feel in my bones I'm not fit to..." "I should be put away!" "Put Away!" "Somebody!" "quick!" "Children in Jesus, today has been a special day in our chapel because the band has marched through the streets carrying our banner..." "Daniel!" "Daniel!" "Oh Dan!" "It's Daniel, not me." "It's Daniel, not Christopher!" "Not me!" "I didn't do it!" " Give him some air!" "Dan." "Dan o'butty!" "Oh Dan..." "What's happened... ?" "This has happened before." "It comes at a particular trauma, and it follows a great deal of displaced memory and visual distortion..." "And the distortion, the trauma is connected directly or inderectly with sexual activity." "Yes?" "Probably." " Dr Rawl." "that scene mixed up his meeting with a girl who was at his deathbed with the girl he had been due to marry, and with a homosexual assault" "Daniel had ensured as a boy while alone with his dog in the woods." "And with what seems to me to be a lot of self hatred... or certainly a sense of unworthiness." "He must have been difficult to know or to like if that's what he felt about himself." "And of course he was disguising his own condition from himself by the fact that he was a writer." " Precisely." "Meaning?" " Well, he is then by nature more adept at what most of us do rather more awkwardly..." "Make a shape out of our own lives, murmur comforting consoluaions about what we have or have not done... rewrite the past, in effect." "There's quite a bit of material recorded by now." "I haven't seen all of it myself." "Has Mr Stiltz got this stuff?" "Tony, why are you so concerned about Stiltz's interests?" "Because he's been fair to us." " Oh..." "We owe him." " I don't." "Well, you should!" "I mean, I just think that..." "Fair's fair." "That's all." " All the material recorded goes automatically to Stiltz." "It's in the contract." "You needn't worry about that." "Worry instead about what he's going to do with it." "Excuse me, Professor." " Yes, Valerie." "I took over... whatwashername... ?" "Blinda's log... and there's a difference in footage between the amount of tape actually recorded and the amount entered each day in the log." "Difference plus or minus?" " More was recorded than was entered." "How very strange." " Much more?" "And every day?" "Nearly every day." "And the differences varied between twenty-two seconds and one minute fifteen seconds." "George, do you record the amount of time we are in the lab and the head is, so to speak, switched on?" " To the second." "It's also done automatically..." "And they always match." "Could someone else be coming in here after we've gone... and managing, somehow, to get the head to..." "No." "That's utter nonsense." " Especially for such short periods of time." "I mean, it is... what?" "A minute and fifteen seconds?" "He did it himself." "Oh, come on, that's bloody cretolo!" " Cretolo, is it?" "You think I'm that stupid, do you?" " Hey." "I wasn't trying to be personal, or..." "I am telling you what is the only logical deduction." "We have always soothed ourselves with what I'm beginning to think is an anodyne lie." "Yes?" "What lie, Fyodor?" " The lie... that Daniel Feeld does not in any meaningful sense know that he is in this half dead, half alive state." "The lie that his memories are to him in this condition as dreams are to a sleeper." "The lie that Daniel Feeld has no volition." "You mean, you mean that Daniel has been transmitting his memories when we´re not here, and he´s in that neutral, just ticking over state that..." "he is in now." "That´s exactly what I mean." "Oh, the poor creature..." "Valerie, what day was the first day where there was more tape than there was time recorded for making that tape?" "Actually, it was day one." "Very fist day." "And how long is it?" "The extra." " Thirty-two seconds." "We want Lazarus Project, Daniel Feeld, Day One." "Final thirty-two seconds." "Punch it through quickly." " It might not be at the end," "Could have been any time we weren't here..." "lunch, for instance." "Could be." "But this is the most likely." "TAPE DAY ONE." "DANIEL FEELD." "FINAL 32 SECONDS." "Better?" "Eh?" "Listen." "No blog..." "Daniel." "Say it." "Say it, old lad." "No blog...g...gah." "What?" "No what?" "Ben!" "No biography!" "But we saw that..." "The extra footage must be from somewhere else." " Must it?" "I don't believe you'll find those 32 seconds anywhere else on Day One Tape." "I think he was deliberatly summoning up that memory again." "And he cut it short, too." " Exactly." "Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't the memory we saw go up to the... what did you call it, Luanda?" "The out-of-body experience." "Yes, It did." " The what?" "He saw himself on his own deathbed, as though from the ceiling." "That has also been known to happen during a particular energetic copulation." "Has it?" " Oh, certainly." "When enough energy has been spent, so to speak, the oxygen supply can get rather limited and what is then alleged to be the ectasy of ejaculation is at times accompanied by the out-of-body description associated with the narratives of those who have been brought back" "from the very point of dead." "If I may say so, this is especially true in the descriptions subsequentily given by young ladies of their carnal activities, and more particularly when they experienced multiple orgasms." "Have you ever found that to be so?" " Me?" "Yeah..." "Why aren't you looking at me, Doctor?" "The point is..." "the point surely is... that he choose to cut off the out-of-body experience and the tunnel experience in order to leave it precisely at his final two mortal words." "No biography." "We are his torturers." "Of course I don't want to interrupt Mr Stiltz unnecessarily." "But if you could give him this message..." " Will do." "Tell him Inspector-General Challender is on his way to the hotel via the Central Station, and that I will be there in about forty-five minutes if he could speak to me." "Tell him it is sensitive." " Will do." "Operation Lazarus sensitive." "Repeat." "Operation Lazarus sensitive." "Will do." "More." "More." "Yet more." "I want to slither like an eel!" " Yes Mr President!" "Yeah, atta girls!" "It's great stuff, isn't it?" "The pictures." "Yes Mr President." " Turn me over." "Inspector-General Challender would like to see you briefly in about forty-four minutes, Mr President." " Tell him to fuck off." "I've got the hag-hour coming up, with that batty old Professor." "Certainly, sir." "But he says its quote sensitive unquote." "Still tell him to fuck off." "Dealing with the dame is enough to spoil one evening.." "Quote Operation Lazarus sensitive unquote, sir." "Then tell him to fuck hurry up!" "Come on girls." "Get me sitting up." "I've got to see an old lady." "And then another old lady." "Who'd be me?" "Who'd be me?" "Well, it's no worse than the relax room at the other place." "And I suppose we can trust the no-bugging notices." "Which is supposing a great deal." " Fyodor, you really are cynical." "But you know that, don't you?" " No, I don't." "At least, you know where you are with him, Emma." " Yes." "Which is not always where you would wish to be." "All I'm saying..." "No, listen, Emma..." "all I'm saying is that from now on, everything we do to or about that head has a moral dimension" "Which we too easily persuaded ourselves was not actually there" "I mean, it seems to me the one ............." "which is the end justifys the means." "No, Fyodor, that is not what I'm saying at all." "I'm not justifying the unjustifiable." "It's simply, and I think fairly, that I want to be absolutely sure about this `volition' business." "And so do I." " Well, I am sure." "I am absolutely sure." "And I'm sick to my stomach with the thought of it." "Daniel Feeld must be put out of whatever misery we are inflicting upon him..." "And I tell you this." "If and when I get the chance, I'm willing to do it myself." "Destroy the head." " Destroy it?" "Isn't that right, Emma?" "Emma?" " I agree with you, Fyodor." "We should not allow us to become torturers..." "Particularly in the name of mass entertainment!" "But it should not be impossible for the three of us together to devise a very specific response test to establish for sure that, A, he has volition and B, he is aware of his own condition." "Fair enough." "I accept that." "And I accept the need to release him from bondage if that really is what he is in." "If Stiltz finds out, we'll be hunted down for the rest of our given days." "There will be nowhere to hide, you can be sure of that." "Come on, don't be so prissy piss-arse English..." "It's one of the oldest games known to mankind." "And it's good for the spirit, too." "Fine." "If you know what you're doing." "But I don't!" "Sharpens up your sense of perspective." "Get the right angle on things." "And... maybe..." "win a little on the sidolo, eh?" "We have to wager?" "We have to wager." "But what's a game if there is no winner?" "Christ, just a hobby, that's what." "Hey, c'mon." "We'll play for..." " Fifty." "A hundred." " OK." "But I get to start." "You get to start." "We at Central believe that one of your Lazarus team is a RON." "Brown ball." "I don't want my team disturbed." "This is a very, very delicate process." "A team is a team is a team." "A RON is a RON is a RON." "To be eliminated." "Who is it?" "And what are you smiling about?" "Nothing." "Nothing." "I simply have amiable features, Dave, old man." "Who?" "I don't think you'll be totally knocked of your horse." "Glazunov." "Fyodor Gazunov, the slav." " Evidence?" "What is your fucking evidence!" "Principally... at fist, that is..." "the notes given by our agent in the lab, Blinda." "An accumulation of small details." "Small details." "Itsy-bitsy, eh?" "Scraps." "Little lumps of frog shit." "Is that what you mean?" "All pointing to something." "And then this morning we recovered a scrap of paper from a man called Milton, who was a senior RON, which has the name Glazu.." "G-L-A-Z-U... the rest incomplete, but it tells us something." "Glazudyen, Glazupoff, Glazukon." "Shall I go on?" "No." "But it's..." " Nobody disturbs my team." "Got it?" "I don't care if he's a fucking leper or a hermaphrodite, as long as he's in my team." "As you are." "Tick one box." "Yes." "No." "Yes." "As I am." "Thank you, no." "I'll stick to good, plain mineral water." "No ice." "Hey, come on." "You never let your hair down, do you?" "You know absolutely nothing about me, Mr Stiltz." "So please don't make such categorical statements." "OK." "OK." "I won't keep you long." "We've got some pretty damn good stuff coming out of my editors." "When we launch this thing, it's going to knock everyone's head off." "Rumours are already blowing up a storm for us, and if the first..." "Audcall from Anthony Watson for you, Mr President." "Want to take?" "Not at the..." "Why the hell not?" "Sure!" "We're all colleagues, right?" "How do you do, Tony?" " May I ask if you are alone, Mr Stiltz?" "You may." "And the answer is No." "I'm having a great time with a Dame." "She's a real flyer!" " Sorry, sir... but there's something you should know about." "F" " Y" " E" " O." " What's that mean?" "Lost you teeth, or what?" "Um." "For your ears only." "Well, I shouldn't think it would bother the lady I'm with, Tony, but," "Jeezolo, if you're going to go all spooky on me" "I guess I'd better hitch a lift to another room." "Stay on hold." "Excuse me, ma'am." "... If and when I get the chance." "I'm willing to do it myself." "Destroy the head." " Destroy it?" "Isn't that right?" "Emma?" "I wonder." "009896102, Fyodor." "I think they're on to you." "Get out now." "Get out in case." "Message ends." "I'm just getting into the tub, Dave." "so this'd better be good, I'm not, repeat not, playing pool again." "OK." "Shoot." "I made a mistake, Colin." "You're right." "A RON is a RON is a RON." "What's the world coming to!" "Go get him, Colin." "And syringhe the bastard to death." "Oh, brave new world." "Messages!" "Fyodor, John." "I'd like to arrange a meeting with you to discuss your equities." "My advice is if you buy an extra tranche in Rothman bubble you'll," "A, make a small profit and B, qualify as a full voter in state elections because you will then have shares beyond the thirty-corporation equity barrier." "Can you try Wednessday, six p.m.?" " No." "Fyodor." "I think they're on to you.. (577)" "Get out now." "Get out in case." "Message ends. (578)" "FG 170535." "Return to the ICB laboratories." "Registered." "I see this whole project is under threat of sabotage!" "The point I'm trying to make, Mr Stiltz, if you would please stop screaming and shouting..." "You stupid stupid stupid old cow!" "Don't tell me what to do!" "The point is, that head may well be aware of it's own condition." "And if that is the case, Mr Stiltz, it'll be a moral outrage for us to proceed further." "For you to, yes!" "You prim old bag!" "You won't get the fucking chance!" "I'll put a new team in by the time it takes you to widdle yourself!" "Work can always wait, mate!" "LET ME GO!" "Please." "Forgive us." "Forgive me." "Can you hear me?" "Can you?" "Is there any..." "No." "Of course you can't." "LET ME GO!" "Take it.." " OK." " OK." "Go ahead." "They've scrawled through Glazunov's vehicle instructions." "His bubble was told to go to the ICB laboratories." "Let's go!" "Shit!" "He knows." "He's barricaded." "Switch on the address system and give me the lead." "Fyodor Glazunov." "We know you are in there, and you know you have no chance of escape." "There is no need for violence." "Come out now and you will be treated properly." "Come out now, before it's to late." "Arsehole." "He's here, sir." "He's barricaded." "That's no problem to us, but I understand there are areas you want undamaged..." "Listen." "Fyodor." "You've got yourself in a jam, my boy." "Now, I'm here to help you." "I know I can help you." "All I want, and you have my guarantee on this, my personal guaaaaaaaaa..." "Personal guarantee, Daniel." "Daniel!" "... hush, hush, here comes the bogey man," "Don't let him come to close to you, He'll catch you if he can!" "Chris." "Chris." "He's driving down the line and England scores a try!" "Liquid barium is going in." "Mick." "Will there be any stars, stars in my crown?" "..." "When at evening the sun goes down?" "When I wake with the blest, In the mansion of rest" "Will there be any stars in my crown?" "Yes!" "Yeeeeeeeeees!" "Subtites edited by Franky."