[OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
Honey, it's family hour.
There must be something on.
Oh, wow! Candy critters.
Oh! Oh, great.
It's Monsters. Our favorite show.
Shh. It's starting.
[LAUGHING]
[GLASS CLINKING]
To us.
ALL: To us.
Thank you all so very much
for coming down.
Thank you.
This must be the most sumptuous island in the Caribbean.
And the most underdeveloped.
I think I'll build a condo village.
Or a shopping mall.
[CHUCKLES]
Well, maybe some new army barracks
for the local dictator.
Seems to me like he's gonna need them.
DR. WINGITE: Nonsense.
The guerrilla forces are only impressive
to the American news broadcasters.
Oh, politics, politics.
Is there more wine?
Allow me.
So, what's up, Doc?
I beg your pardon?
Are we back for some high-tech check up?
Do you feel you need such a thing?
REGINA: Well, not me.
Your operations saved my smoky
eternally hypnotic singing voice,
to quote one of my more recent reviews.
Oh, I'm so glad.
Joe?
The knee's fine.
You did a great job.
DR. WINGITE: Great.
J.J.?
I have the eyesight of a 20-year-old.
REGINA: And the money of a 50-year-old, hmm?
So, Doc?
You're down here
to be given the opportunity
to invest
in a miracle.
[BEEPING]
Meet Adam.
Your benefactor.
[LAUGHING]
Did he leave us something?
His wonderful body.
DR. WINGITE: Adam has no right knee.
You have it, Joe.
And his eyes...
gone.
Remember your cornea transplants, J.J.?
And the bandages on his throat.
My new vocal cords?
Yours were rotting from smoke and bourbon.
But our operations were years apart.
This guy isn't even cold yet.
That's the miracle.
Adam is three years dead.
And every night,
I put one ounce of my serum
into this vat,
and that tiny little bit
keeps his body as fresh as it was
at the moment of his death.
And I will keep him fresh
until every cell has been used.
And when you use up that beaker of the potion?
I refill it, my dear.
With these,
I manufacture
in quantity.
You see, not only does this serum
keep the dead body fresh,
but it also makes the transplanted body parts
completely compatible,
with its new owner.
It goes in,
it heals,
and it functions perfectly
and quickly
if... if treated with the serum.
Now, every corpse
can be an eternal flesh bank for the living.
[LAUGHING]
Care to invest?
ALL: Yes.
I think we should discuss the details over brandy.
How did he die?
Misuse of a new drug.
His hands.
They're so large.
[LAUGHING]
So we have a dead man in common.
But this man here isn't dead.
[SCREAMING] [LAUGHING]
JOE: Now, you're really gonna get...
Oh, the big bad football star's ticklish.
JOE: I think it's time you get a spanking.
Oh, oh, oh!
[BEEPING]
This is more fun than real estate.
Science is the real power of the future.
[EXPLOSION IN DISTANCE]
For new promotions.
DR. WINGITE: But of course,
and you're part of it.
Everybody knows
how you broke all the old records this last season.
Wait till you tell them you were running
on a transplanted knee.
You know, it's strange, like,
but this new knee, the right one,
it's twice as strong as the one I had before.
DR. WINGITE: This serum, it heals
and it strengthens.
Tell me, Doctor,
does anyone else know the recipe to this little miracle?
Absolutely not.
I did it all.
Alone.
The formula's locked away
where only I can get it.
[EXPLOSION]
[GASPING]
[GROANING]
The freedom fighters.
[CHUCKLING] What a joke.
Viva la revolucion!
What? Revolution?
At the airport.
I heard some young men chanting it
as they were dragged away by police.
So they're probably dead by now.
There's enough executions in this country
to make Hitler jealous.
Our presidente is hardly Hitler, Joe.
Yes, he is much much taller.
There. See?
Just like a passing thunderstorm.
[HEAVY BREATHING]
So Joe can play ball for a long, long time, right?
Yeah, you can just keep replacing any parts I break.
Well, it really isn't quite that simple, Regina.
Our skin is an organ, isn't it, Doctor?
Yes.
So it can be replaced, all of it.
My neck, my underarms, my breast.
Even my almost perfect hips.
We're dealing with a new discovery here,
and we don't know all the ramifications.
You know, Doctor, the sight ahead of my right eye
has never been quite as clear as the left.
I have to deal with those awful contacts.
Maybe, a new benefactor will come along soon,
one with 20-20 vision.
New lungs for smokers.
Now wait just a minute.
You see, my good doctor,
as founders, backers, and promoters of this new company,
it will be our privilege to get whatever we need
from the product and the procedure being offered.
That's free enterprise.
Lord knows there are new dead people every day.
I've had any number of them as agents.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
DR. WINGITE: That's hardly the point.
Doctor!
What the hell is that?
[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]
[GRUNTING]
[SCREAMING]
Why is he after us?
Why was he after me?
Okay, okay, cool down, drugs are a powerful thing
and they can cause freaky side effects.
Now, if this serum is powerful enough to keep this guy from rotting,
it's probably strong enough
to cause this here death crawl.
Yes.
Corpses use to sit straight up
at funerals a hundred years ago.
Before they embalmed them.
Yes. Yes.
Right. Come on, Doc. Give me a hand.
DR. WINGITE: Right.
Okay, pal, back to the morgue.
[GROANING]
Aren't you gonna plug him back in?
Not until I know more about his.
Poor little bed man.
No more happy juice. 'cause you've been bad.
[GRUNTING]
What's happening? Yes, what?
Adam.
He attacked.
Killed Joe.
The serum
has heightened his senses.
It's as if he can see.
[CUTTING]
We've got to get out of here.
I've got to get out of here.
I am not going and leaving Adam unattended.
Right, that corpse is our investment now.
We can't have it roaming around and giving us bad press.
We have to control that thing.
You control it. I am leaving it.
Don't!
He may have found his way up the main stairs.
He could be in the hall.
On his belly? [LAUGHING]
Good evening, zombie watchers.
[GASPS]
Oh, no. No, no.
Regina!
Doctor! Help me!
This can't be!
[SCREAMING]
[GUNS FIRING IN DISTANCE]
They're battling again.
Forget about that battle. We've got a war of our own.
You sure these doors will keep him out?
These doors were built to stop cannonballs.
I don't think that a spasm corpse will get in.
I... I am sorry about Joe.
Really.
Save it, Doc. We've got the angry dead to contend with.
Let's don't go lapsing into eulogies now.
That thing is walking now.
Listen.
The next time you rob a morgue, here's an idea for you.
Stick the body's hand with a pin.
If it says, "ouch," move on.
He's off the serum.
It won't be long before he weakens.
Rots in its tracks if we're lucky.
The guerrillas are restless, Doctor.
They've been restless for years.
Tell me.
How do they execute all those political prisoners here?
Various ways.
I don't know.
I read something about that.
Haven't they been using lethal injections lately?
What in the world does that matter?
It matters because a dead man is walking around
in this house.
Was Adam executed?
Unfortunately...
yes.
And I was a witness.
You watched him die?
The state requires witnesses.
Of course, but why ask a doctor to...
You gave him the lethal injection, didn't you?
You're this government's execution doctor, aren't you?
He was a convicted murderer.
A freedom fighter.
Yes. Viva la revolucion.
[GUNS FIRING IN DISTANCE]
So you're Dr. Killgood.
Oh, please.
Save your questionable witticisms
for those late night parties in New York.
So you execute the government's enemies
in exchange for fresh young specimens.
You're very clever, Doctor.
You're also what is known as a ghoul.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
So, Doctor, where do you keep the formula?
Why?
"Why?"
I think we should be equal owners
now that we have to play cover up
for those two murders tonight.
I hardly think that this is the time
or the place for bribery, my dear.
Oh, that's your safe, isn't it?
Don't touch that.
Damn.
That's the dumbwaiter. It goes to the old kitchen in the basement.
Oh, come now.
If this is really a dumbwaiter,
why didn't you block it with furniture?
I forgot it.
Forgot? A shaft down into the cellar of death?
Oh, I don't think so.
I think behind door number three
is a secret hiding place for...
nothing.
[SCREAMING]
What...
Help, Doctor!
Help me!
Doctor!
[THUDDING]
He's outside.
He's on the roof.
[GROANING]
[GROWLING]
No. No.
You need me.
Corazon.
I make the serum. Mi corazon!
I had to, I was dying!
Mi corazon!
Please.
You need me. I make the serum.
Please. Please. [SCREAMING] No!
[HEART BEATING]
Viva la revolucion!
[CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]