Eighteen centimeters on the figure of Osiris, doctor.
Eighteen.
Very good.
And the representation of Nefertiti, Professor?
Uh, 12 centimeters.
Excellent.
And the last measurement?
Let's see.
Hathor is 11.
What is that?
Earthquake!
North wall is going!
Professor, are you injured?
No, I'm okay. I'm all right.
God, earthquake.
Abdullah, look.
This is unbelievable.
It's a chamber, Abdullah.
Please be careful, Professor.
Abdullah, this is incredible.
What have you found, my friend?
Ankh... Van... Haris.
Ankh-Vanharis.
Are you all right?
It sc... it scared the hell out of me.
There's so many bodies, Abdullah.
I'm gonna need at least three of you on each side.
Come on, give him a hand.
Okay, carefully.
Could you all sort of move around to the other side of the coffin?
Linda, this is fairly heavy.
Must we pose right now?
Rossmore wants a bunch of publicity stills
for their press conference tomorrow.
- Tomorrow? - Yeah.
Seems we have no choice.
Professor, could you move over here and smile at the mummy?
Well, these are clearly the original seals.
Which means the fella inside
hasn't seen the light of day in approximately 3000 years.
Okay, fellas. One on each side.
Lift it carefully.
Okay, easy.
Put it right over there.
Perfect condition.
Can anyone translate the name?
Ankh-Vanharis.
A male cognomen. Literally a noble traveler.
Uh-huh. Meaning?
I guess he was a visiting dignitary.
Why would they bury a foreigner in the tomb of King Tut?
It's a good question, Michael.
Maybe we'll find the answer in the scroll of dedication.
All right, let's go for the inner lid now. Carefully.
Watch it, you idiot.
Sorry, doctor.
Sorry's not gonna help when you break some of the machinery.
Ready for the X-ray, sir.
All right.
Carefully.
Can anyone tell me why the wrappings are so deteriorated?
A hasty burial. Minimum preparation.
Yep. I'd say that's likely.
What is that green stuff? Mold?
I'm not really sure.
Michael, why don't you collect some samples?
Okay, doc.
Professor, why would he have been given a hasty burial?
Well, until we remove the wrappings and examine the body,
we're not gonna know for sure,
but my guess is Ankh-Vanharis died from some kind of disease,
such as plague or smallpox.
Or whatever it was that disfigured and killed his attendants.
Susie, bring me an airtight container.
I wanna seal this up until we can give it a proper cleaning.
Michael?
Just about done, doc.
All right.
All right, I think we're ready for the x-rays.
Thank you for your help.
And I'll see you all later.
Okay.
- Thanks, doc. - Bye.
Great stuff.
Thanks.
So long, Parker.
No, I'd like Mr. Parker to stay.
After all, he is the chief engineer.
Ready, aim, fire.
What are you doing, you moron?
Doug, look at that.
My god, Sharpe.
One of those damned kids must've knocked it off the setting.
You've been x-raying this mummy with 10 times the normal dose.
Okay. So we'll start again.
Let's not.
It's had enough radiation for one night.
Just deliver those plates to my office.
That's a little over-exposed.
That's okay.
What the hell could those be?
Oughta be right about...
There.
Gotta match the dose.
Don't worry, big fella. This isn't gonna hurt a bit.
A perfect match.
Well, if I can't get it...
X-rays.
Um, just put them over there.
I wanna finish cleaning this scroll.
Ah, Susie.
I don't know, Ken.
Some kinda dormant mold.
Great. I'll have Susie run it over.
Yeah, thanks, Ken.
Ken Melrose in pathology can start analyzing it right away.
Can you bring it over to him? Do you mind?
Of course not.
Maybe he'll show me his new electron microscope.
Well, what have I got that can compete with that?
Mm.
Oh, honey, before you go, what do you think of this?
I found it rolled up in the scroll.
Magic symbols? Astrological diagram?
Look at the material.
I've never seen anything like it.
It's not papyrus.
It's not leather, cloth...
well, maybe you found the first civilization to use polyester.
What a dismal thought.
Don't work too late, doc.
I'm sorry. Did I startle you?
Oh, Susie, what time is it?
You're gonna look worse than Ankh-Vanharis
at the press conference.
Susie, would you look at this?
Notice the cranial structure, the line of the spinal column.
Maybe there's something wrong with the X-ray machine.
No. No.
Here, coffin came out perfectly.
And look at this.
Usually the internal organs are removed and prepared separately,
but here they're all intact.
This mummy hasn't been prepared in a standard manner.
What's this?
Probably a hidden compartment for personal jewelry.
That's not unheard of.
Well, we'll find out.
What is this stuff?
Don't touch it.
Get Ken Melrose and tell him something has happened to the mold.
Hurry! Go on!
Worthless.
Worthless? What do you mean, "worthless"?
I mean they're not precious.
They're 3000 years old. They're ancient, man.
Well, who told you that? Some hustler in a swap meet?
Forget it.
Clown.
Uh, it is the same fungus.
But it's definitely no longer dormant.
And you have no idea what it is.
No.
And until we find out, don't let anyone near it.
That's not gonna be easy.
Rossmore's scheduled a press conference for today.
He wants to introduce Ankh-Vanharis to the public.
Okay, doc.
I'll call Rossmore and tell him he simply must cancel it.
Thanks, Ken. I appreciate it.
Evening news.
Is this the stiff?
Michael, see if you can find something to rope
the coffin off with, please.
Suse, be sure everyone stays clear of the coffin.
Including you.
Doug.
He wants to talk to you.
No, we don't know for sure that it's dangerous.
Look, I'll get back to work on this,
and if I learn anything, I'll... I'll call you.
Thanks, Ken. Thanks.
Get him to the campus hospital. To the emergency room.
Call Melrose as soon as you get there.
And don't touch his hand!
Please just, uh, have a seat, please.
McCadden, what is the meaning of all this commotion?
One of my students was just burned by this fungus.
Fungus?
Come on. You know damn well what I'm talking about.
Melrose and I tried to warn you about this.
McCadden, you know I really resent being blamed
for the clumsiness of one of your students.
Now, if you're unwilling to accept the responsibility for this project,
perhaps we ought to find someone who will.
Ladies and gentlemen, good morning.
My name is Wendell J. Rossmore.
Today we are formally announcing the permanent acquisition
of a major artifact from the tomb and the treasure of Tutankhamen.
When we uncover the mummy, you're gonna notice that the wrappings
are very deteriorated and covered with a green substance.
This may make him seem rather unattractive,
but please remember he's been in there for 3000 years.
Gentlemen, you may remove the inner lid.
Hey, look, I wasn't the only one in the lab that night.
Don't you belong to a fraternity, Sharpe?
Yes. So what?
Hey, Pete, I was a frat man. I know what it's like.
Slow night, nothing to do.
- Have a couple of beers... - Steal a mummy?
That's a great theory, captain.
Try to prove it.
Why, you little...
hey, listen,
why don't you ask Parker where he was that night?
I saw him there.
Dr. Rossmore, Jack Parker is not a suspect.
The most important thing is we've got to find the mummy.
We've got to counteract the bad press
generated by that disaster this morning.
- Uh, Sharpe? - Yes, sir?
I want you to spread the word through the fraternity houses.
I'm offering a 24-hour amnesty to get the mummy back.
Now, if he is not returned,
I am going to close every frat house
and search every room on this campus.
Yes, sir.
All right. Uh, Sharpe and Parker, you may go.
Captain, I think the city police should be brought in on this.
Absolutely not. Now, come on.
This is an internal affair.
We don't need 'em.
You're overreacting, Doug.
That mummy could be dangerous. There is something on the wrappings.
Something very strange.
There's already a boy in the hospital.
Anybody else who touches that mummy could end up the same way.
If that's so, whoever has taken the mummy
is going to end up in the hospital sooner or later.
And then I'll nab 'em.
And nobody has to know about it. Not the police, not the press.
Fine.
We'd better find that mummy before somebody else gets hurt.
Hey.
Hey, what's goin' on back here?
Captain Willoughby, I want you to search the campus.
Turn it upside down if necessary, but find that mummy.
Yes, sir. You got it.
Here's why I'm so concerned.
The structure is just crazy.
The nucleus is unstable,
the chromosomal pattern is mystifying,
and the cells are multiplying at a rate so fast,
I can hardly measure it.
Yes?
We'll be right there.
Yes, whatever it is, it's highly delatropic.
It breaks down tissues faster than anything we've ever encountered.
And it doubles its mass reproductively every 65 minutes,
provided it has enough food.
Food?
Well, any organic tissue.
In this case, human flesh.
Hi, doc.
I'm sorry I screwed up your show.
It's okay.
You were upstaged by the disappearing act anyway.
When you find that guy, I want to be the first one that knows.
You got it.
Mind if I take a look at that hand?
Sure, doc.
Take care of yourself, Michael.
Okay.
Dr. Fehr, Dr. Fehr.
You're needed in emergency ward number 4.
Please answer extension number 75.
What's the prognosis?
Well, there's no skeletal damage yet,
but the nerves, tendons, musculature, circulatory vessels
are virtually destroyed.
Excuse me, Dr. Hayworth. Mrs. Goldstein is here.
Fine. I'll be right there.
Excuse me, gentlemen, but I will stay in touch.
Wait a minute, doctor.
Truthfully, what can you do for him?
Amputate before it goes any further.
Ooh.
Oh... go...
what were you doing?
Sh... Sherri, honey, I came over to see you.
Then, what were you staring at her for, bozo face?
Ow! I don't know!
Sherri!
- Hey! - I hate you!
Listen... Sherri, will ya listen for a minute?
Come on, baby. Don't be mad.
I brought ya a present.
[ Sniffs ] What?
Gimme a kiss first.
No way.
No kiss, no present.
Oh...
Okay, where's my present?
Wow.
Where'd you get this?
I found it in an old box.
Dr. Serrano?
Yeah, this is captain Willoughby. Yeah.
Look, I'm in the electrical supply room.
President Rossmore told me to call you if I saw anything suspicious.
This is Linda Flores taking your requests tonight.
So give me a call at 662-8200.
And now, to Brian from Sheilagh,
and to Christy from all the guys at delta psi...
so this is where you hide out when you're not taking my picture, huh?
Cheapest rent on campus, right next to the reactor.
Hi, I'm Jamie Reynolds.
And so am I.
No, I'm Dick Traveland, and this is tonight's edition of two on one.
Today, here at the California Institute of the Sciences,
they held a press conference to show off their new mummy,
but when they opened the coffin, guess what?
It wasn't a mummy. It was a daddy.
Oh, my god.
No, it wasn't anything. The coffin was empty.
Empty?
As a tomb.
I wonder how much they paid for that thing.
Whatever it was, it was too much.
Jamie, I think the Institute is in grave trouble.
Oh, Dick.
Sorry.
At any rate, it all started this morning
when Wendell J. Rossmore of the Institute
called a press conference
to show the world their find.
It's worth over a hundred bucks. I could let you have it for say, 50.
Hey, where am I gonna get 50 bucks?
Hey, come on, Greg. I know you got paid today.
Just imagine what Ellen's gonna think
when you walk in with a present like that.
Name your restaurant, baby.
To our love.
Forever.
It's nice.
Um, excuse me.
Sherry, I'll be right back.
Hey.
Brother Sharpe! Imagine meeting you here!
Yeah, especially in this outrageously
expensive restaurant with nine different kinds of forks.
How do you suppose he can afford a place like this, brother Robinson?
Hey, look, it's hard to figure, brother Vogel,
especially since he owes us 25 bucks apiece.
Hey, look, come on.
I need that. I just ordered the food.
That's okay. We'll pay for it.
We'll eat it, too.
Look, I'm here with Sherri.
Okay. We'll eat her food, too.
Hey, listen, I know we can, uh, share the food.
But, listen, we have to flip for the lady.
Tails seems appropriate?
Hey.
How would you guys like to double your money?
Wow.
Yeah.
You give that to a girl, she'll never forget you.
Okay. It's a deal.
Hey, baby.
- Oh! - Mm.
Shh. Don't wake the baby.
I promised Miss McGinnis I'd be really quiet.
Come on.
Tadaa!
What time are they gonna come home?
Not until midnight.
This is Linda Flores on KCIS.
And now, a special message for those naughty boys and girls
who took the Institute's mummy.
Here's my in-studio guest, our own Professor Douglas McCadden.
Thank you very much, Linda.
To whom it may concern: The fungus on the mummy's wrappings
is extremely dangerous.
If you have come into contact with it,
please seek medical attention at once.
If you discover the mummy, do not touch it.
Call the police or the Institute or even this radio station.
Lemme know what happens.
I promise you'll be the first reporter on the scene.
Thought I lost it there for a minute.
Guess it must've fallen out of my pocket and into the baby's crib.
He sure liked it.
I hope you do, too.
Greg, it's beautiful.
Hey.
It wasn't glowing like that when I bought it.
Oh, it's so warm.
Damn!
Can't you let the kid cry?
He wants his doll.
I'll be right back.
Can you treat her?
Oh, Lt. Hummer,
I believe you know our pathologist, Ken Melrose.
- Of course. - Lieutenant.
And this is Professor Douglas McCadden of the Institute.
- How're you doing? - Professor.
I've brought Lt. Plummer up to date on everything.
Doctor, what about Ellen?
Well, I'm consulting by phone with Dr. Cunningham
of the Atlanta center for control of disease.
Oh? You expecting an epidemic?
No, but if anyone knows
anything about unusual disorders, it's Atlanta.
We've sent them samples.
They have all of our data now, you see.
And what have they come up with?
So far, nothing.
I understand there was a witness to this accident involving the girl.
Yeah, her boyfriend, uh, Greg Hauser.
He's here in the hospital now.
Okay, Hauser. Describe the attacker.
Was he black? White?
Come on, let's hear it now! Don't sit there! Talk!
That's enough, Willoughby.
I'll take it from here.
Hey, plummer, this kid saw the guy who did it.
I'm trying to get a description, but he won't cooperate.
That'll be all, captain Willoughby.
Greg, this is Lt. Plummer from the police department.
He wants to ask a few questions, that's all.
Greg, was it?
Okay, Greg. Just tell me what you saw.
A horrible...
Face.
Whose face, Greg? Whose face was it?
Mummy.
Look, he's still in shock.
I think I'd better take him under observation for a few hours.
Greg, come with me.
How's Michael Goldstein?
They had to amputate. But I think they got it all.
Ken.
How's Ellen this morning?
Uh, Dr. Hayworth wants to try a surgical laser,
to burn the fungus off,
just as soon as they make sure there aren't any broken bones or...
I took a look at these x-rays you sent me.
What did you think?
You were right. Skeletal structure is abnormal.
An extended clavicle, oversized sternum, displaced mastoid process...
Doug?
- Hi, Ken. - Hi, Susie.
Ken, I want you to listen to this. I think I'm onto something.
This scroll, it basically tells the story of King Tutankhamen's soldiers
discovering a stranger in the desert. All right?
Because of his unusual appearance,
the Egyptians assumed him to be a god,
sent to advise their own god king.
So King Tut goes forth to greet this deity,
whom he calls "Ankh-Vanharis".
Now, listen to this.
"All-knowing Tutankhamen reached out to touch the weary traveler
and was sorely burned
and afflicted with a disease that consumed his flesh."
Hm.
"Likewise were all servants who laid soothing hands on the boy king.
All died, save only the strange traveler himself,
who lay near death and without strength,
but who would not pass into the afterworld."
So they simply sealed him alive in a corner of Tut's tomb,
along with all the afflicted servants.
Tell me something.
Are you suggesting that our fungus is the same disease
that killed Tut and his servants?
And it's been dormant for 3000 years?
And now it's not?
Suppose it were true. Okay, just suppose.
What would we have to do?
We'd have to figure out how it was stimulated out of dormancy.
Then we might know how to stop it.
Well?
But, Doug, it's an unbelievable concept.
What else have we got?
Damn it! Have you seen this?
We look ridiculous. We were seen on every channel.
Mm-hm.
And look at this.
"Where is my mummy? A fraternity party Saturday night.
Please wear costumes."
That's all we need.
Oh.
Get me Dr. Hayworth.
It's an emergency. Get a hold of her!
Tell her not to X-ray Ellen winters.
Do not X-ray Ellen winters!
Dr. Hayworth, call the operator.
Stat.
Gosh.
- Hi, Susie. - Hi, Stanley.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Not right now, okay? I'm really in a rush.
What is it?
Are you still going out with Professor McCadden?
I don't think that's any of your business, Stanley.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a very busy schedule.
Well, look, I'm sorry.
This conversation hasn't gone as I'd hoped it would.
Here, take this.
I can't take this.
Take this, think of me, and maybe I'll see ya sometime.
Stanley!
I don't see anything.
Let's get out of here.
What was that?
Eh...
Nothing but a damned door.
Keep looking. Somebody must've broke in.
It's the fungus.
The mummy walks!
Stop it! Hey!
Mummy needs love. Mummy been in box too long.
Get off of me!
Hey, look, man, I... I was only kidding.
Hi, Jack. How do I look?
Come on.
As Cleopatra would say, "see ya later, guys."
Did he hurt you?
No. I'm all right.
Thanks for being there.
Conehead!
Peter! Grow up. Just grow up.
I swear, you are such a dork sometimes.
Gross.
Hey, baby.
You want maybe I should make you up like mummy?
I'm Cleopatra! I swear...
Hey, hold it down.
You guys hear about the girl who got lost in King Tut's tomb?
Nine months later she was a "mummy".
Hey, Peter, I thought you were gonna wear a costume.
Love your outfit, bill.
Thanks.
Love your necklace. It's so unique.
What'd you do, get a truck load of those things?
Excuse us, pal.
Enough of this crap.
Now, listen, you pervert.
You don't disappear, I'm gonna kick your bandaged butt.
Who is that?
Just some chicken frat rat.
Hey, have you seen Sarah? I've got a present for her.
No. I think she's outside.
Thanks.
Sarah?
Sarah, is that you?
No, she's not Sarah! And I sure as hell ain't.
You just wanna get lost?
Sarah.
Bill.
Jeff.
Ready, Sarah?
Hey, Sarah, what is going on?
Sorry, buddy. This is only a two-seater.
Hey, Sarah, what happened?
Damn!
That's it. I'm through with women.
I'm gonna be a priest.
- Well, hello. - Hi.
- How's it goin'? - How are you, ladies?
- Nice dress. - I like you. I'll be right back.
- Where are you goin'? - Be right back.
- See you later. - All right.
Hey!
Look, I gotta go over to my office and check this out.
Can I come along?
No, no. I'll be right back.
Really, I just wanna see if there was some sort of power drain.
Be careful.
Lock the door and keep it locked.
It was on the wall right there,
so whoever stole the mummy must've stashed him in here.
Oh, look who's here.
Come to change a lightbulb, Parker?
No, actually, I came to blow up the reactor.
Hm.
Hey, do you need any help?
Hey!
Hey, bill?
He's dead.
Hello.
Yes, it's he.
Do I have the time right?
What?
I'll be right over.
Ah, Professor.
Thought you might be interested in this.
What happened?
Well, we found this.
It's definitely from the mummy's wrappings.
Looks like somebody's playing a very sick game.
Please stay away from the green stuff if there's any on him.
It's very dangerous. It can be fatal.
I don't think the fungus killed him.
All right, what did?
Parker did it.
- Impossible. - Why?
It looks like every bone in that boy's body's broken.
There's not a mark on him.
We figure he hit that wall with incredible force.
Well, Jack Parker's pretty strong.
Nobody's that strong.
I know you, Rossmore,
and this isn't the first time you've tried to cover something up
because you don't wanna smell bad in the press.
I beg your pardon, Lt.
You're addressing the president of an accredited university.
Don't interfere with this investigation.
Don't withhold information.
And don't play detective.
What about the mummy?
Well, you look for your mummy, doctor.
I'm looking for a murderer.
Susie and I have been researching a theory of sorts.
First of all, I wanna warn you,
it's gonna sound very unbelievable, but please just bear with me.
I know it can't be proved, but this fungus,
I think we all agree it's like nothing else we've ever encountered.
I'd have to agree with that.
Suppose it was because it didn't come from earth.
Where else would it have come from?
All right, Ken, you've seen these x-rays of our mummy.
You said he wasn't a normal human being.
Suppose he wasn't a human being.
Uh, Doug-
I said it would sound crazy.
Remember the scroll.
It said, "all who touched the weary traveler became afflicted
and died except Ankh-Vanharis."
Because he was immune.
Because he wasn't human.
We all agree that we're dealing with something unknown,
but I can't, myself, take a quantum leap into the supernatural.
I'm sorry, Professor, but with all due respect,
we have to have some basis in fact.
I've got the best available equipment at my disposal,
and I've been... I've... I've come up with absolutely nothing.
I mean, it simply does not exist.
Look, Doug, the bottom line is this:
Whatever it is,
we still have to find out who took it and where it is now.
Otherwise, more people are gonna get hurt.
Thanks to McCadden, we are in deep trouble.
Two of our donors have withdrawn their bequests.
500,000 dollars out the window. Aw.
Maybe there's a way of turning this whole thing around.
How, Bruce? How?
- What if he stole the mummy? - Huh?
He wasn't ready to unveil that mummy,
so he had it stolen and hidden where he could work on it in private.
And then when he's ready to find it and unveil it,
he'll find it and come out a big hero.
No.
I don't think that scenario's going to hold water, Bruce.
I do. And I think I can prove it.
You don't think it's walking around on its own, do you?
Oh!
There's something out there!
- What? - It's in the hall!
Come on, Doug. Wake up.
What time is it?
You've been sleeping all day.
You must have been really tired.
Doug, look.
Where's that coming from?
My bracelet.
Suse, that looks exactly like the diagram
that I found inside the scroll.
That can't be a coincidence.
Susie, where'd you get this bracelet?
Well, it was a present from this guy named Stanley.
Do you know where it came from?
No.
Susie, can you call him?
- Now? - Yeah, honey. It's important.
That diagram and this crystal have the same pattern.
They've gotta be related.
I've seen that pattern before, I know I have.
Or something like it anyway.
When you asked me about in your office, I couldn't remember, but...
what, hon? What?
I know.
My brother used to build radios,
and I think he had diagrams lying around that looked like that.
Radios?
Radios.
You know, maybe Parker will know.
- This was in the coffin? - Yeah.
It's amazing. It looks like some kind of wiring schematic.
Like for making radios?
Right, but what would it be doing in a 3000-year-old coffin?
Jack, could this have something to do with it?
Maybe. Crystals could be used as transmitters.
Jack, look at this.
What's goin' on, Doug? There must be a connection.
If this did belong to Ankh-Vanharis, what would he have used it for?
I mean, he couldn't have been building radios in ancient Egypt.
Susie, I want you to go to the astronomy center,
see what else you can find on ancient phenomena.
But also, check out those NASA information bulletins
on ultra-long-range communication.
Honey, if you don't find anything, come right back.
Okay.
What's it printed on? This doesn't feel like paper.
Analysis came up a blank.
It matches no other material, either natural or synthetic.
Like nothing else, huh?
It's like the fungus.
And Ankh-Vanharis.
Where's everybody?
Field trip.
They all went to the observatory.
To see some comet or something.
Thank you.
There's definitely a connection between the two.
It's logical, but I still don't know what it means.
Let me have another look at that crystal.
Susie!
No!
Help! Help!
Help! Let me out!
Oh!
And the next thing I remember is waking up here.
Okay.
I appreciate you answering these questions, Miss Fuller.
If you think of anything else, give me a call, okay?
Lt. Hummer,
you don't really still believe this is a fraternity joke, do you?
No. No, I think this is a very sick individual.
- But, lieutenant, it's... - try to get some sleep now, okay?
Ow! Damn! Ow!
Suse, what happened?
Doug, you know me. I'm not the hysterical type.
But it was him.
It was Ankh-Vanharis.
He's alive.
He didn't wanna hurt me. He just wanted my bracelet.
My... my crystal bracelet.
It was glowing.
And he... he had a crystal just like it in his chest.
Wasn't Ellen wearing jewelry, some kind of necklace?
Yeah.
So was bill Vogel, according to the coroner.
Susie, do you know if there's any more of those crystals?
No, I don't.
I'm going back to my office and check out that schematic again.
Go ahead. It's okay.
Jack.
Come on, Doug. We got him.
He was here.
What's that?
How did these get here?
One, two, three, four, five.
- Crystals? - Sharpe.
- Hey! - Where'd you get those crystals?
What crystals?
The ones you've been selling your friends.
I... I... I got 'em at the swap meet.
Sharpe, don't lie to me.
What about these?
Ellen winters and bill Vogel are dead.
Because of those crystals.
And Susie Fuller's in the hospital.
I didn't mean for anyone to get hurt.
Where are the rest of 'em?
There's one in my top drawer there.
I gave the other one to my girlfriend.
- Sherri? - Yeah.
Oh, my god. She's Jennie's roommate.
All right. Call your girlfriend right now.
She's at work.
Call her.
Suppose he is building a long-range communication device.
He's got the circuitry, he's got the electrical transformer,
he's got most of the crystals.
What else does he need?
A power source.
Did you find her?
Yes, but she doesn't have it on.
It's at home, bathroom cabinet.
Jennie!
Bus)'-
I'm going over there!
All right. I'll meet you at the reactor.
Okay, mom.
Love to dad.
I love you, too.
Bye.
No.
Please. No.
Linda, this is Professor McCadden.
Get your camera and come over to the reactor building.
Linda, now.
Jennie! Jennie!
Jennie.
Did he touch you?
No.
He took the crystal.
Thank you, Douglas.
What are you guys doing here?
Proving my theory.
I knew all along that you'd taken that mummy
and now I know where you've hidden it.
- What? - Oh, come off it, Professor.
Don't you realize what has been going on here?
Yes, as a matter of fact.
You've been getting away with murder.
Well, the game is over.
And as soon as I call Lt. Plummer,
you'll be on your way to jail, and I'll have what I deserve.
Jack?
Shoot it!
No!
The crystal!
No!