Ixnay on the ottenray

It’s rotten, I tell you. Rotten!

It’s not rotten! It’s a good brain

He has a rotten brain!

No, he won’t. Not this one. He is as gentle as a lamb.

Are you insane? He’ll kill you!

I’m going to set him free

Stop! Don’t come any closer!

Frau Blücher! (HORSES NEIGHING)

They wanted to hurt you, but I’m going to help you.

I’m going to set you free. Would you like that, meine schatze kopf?

Victor! We have done it!

To wash up. I’ve got to look normal. We’ve all of us got to behave normally.

Where are you going?

You, put that thing back on the operating table, and strap him down tightly!

What? Three syllables?

Quick! Quick, give him the -

Are you saying that I put an abnormal brain into a 7 and a half foot long, 54 inch wide gorilla? Is that what you’re telling me?

I’m almost sure that was the name.

Abby normal.

Abby who?

“Abby” someone

I will NOT be angry

And you won’t be angry?

Uh, would you mind telling me, whose brain?

No.

Now, that brain that you gave me… was it Hans Delbruck’s?

Of course

Igor, may I speak to you for a moment?

Would you excuse me for one minute, dear?