If we look at the base of a brain, which has just been removed from the skull, there's...

[first lines] Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: If we look at the base of a brain, which has just been removed from the skull, there's very little of the mid-brain that we can actually see. Yet, as I demonstrated in my lecture last week, if the under aspects of the temporal lobes are gently pulled apart, the upper portion of the stem of the brain can be seen. The so-called "brain stem" consists of the mid-brain, a rounded protrusion called the pons, and a stalk tapering downwards called the medulla oblongata, which passes out of the skull through the foramen magnum, and becomes, of course, the spinal cord. Are there any questions before we proceed? Medical Student: I have one question, Dr. Frankenstein. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: That's "Fronkensteen". Medical Student: I beg your pardon? Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: My name; it's pronounced "Fronkensteen". Medical Student: But aren't you the grandson of the famous Dr. Victor Frankenstein who went into graveyards, dug up freshly buried corpses, and transformed dead components into...? Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Yes! Yes, yes! We all know what he did; but I'd rather be remembered for my own small contributions to science, and not because of my accidental relationship... to a famous... cuckoo. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [the medical students laugh] Now if you don't mind, can we get on with your question? Medical Student: Well, sir, I'm not sure I understand the distinction between reflexive and voluntary nerve impulses. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Very good. Since our lab work today is a demonstration of just that distinction, why don't we proceed? Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [Dr. Frankenstein rings a small desktop gong and two lab assistants wheel in an elderly man on a gurney] Mr. Hilltop here - with whom I have never worked, nor given any prior instructions to - has graciously offered his services for this afternoon's demonstration. Mr. Hilltop, would you hop up on your feet and stand beside this table? Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [Mr. Hilltop slowly steps down from the gurney] Nice hopping. Mr. Hilltop, would you raise your left knee, please? Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [Mr. Hilltop slowly raises his left knee] You have just witnessed a voluntary nerve impulse. It begins as a stimulus from the cerebral cortex, passes through the brain stem and to the particular muscles involved. Mr. Hilltop, you may lower your knee. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [Mr. Hilltop lowers his left knee] Reflex movements are those which are made independently of the will, but are carried out along pathways which pass between the peripheral nervous system and the central nervous system. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: You fithy, rotten yellow son of a bitch! [Dr. Frankenstein puts his hand on Mr. Hilltop's right shoulder and hits Mr. Hilltop's left thigh with his left knee; the students gasp at Mr. Hilltop's involuntarily winces from Dr. Frankenstein's sudden move] Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: We are not aware of these impulses, neither do we intend them to carry out our contraction of muscles; yet as you can see, they work by themselves. But what if we block the nerve impulse by simply applying local pressure? Which can be done with any ordinary metal clamp just at the swelling, on the posterior nerve roots... for oh say, five or six seconds. [Dr. Frankenstein puts the clamp on the back of Hilltop's neck and looks at his watch for a few seconds] Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Why, you mother-grabbing bastard! [Dr. Frankenstein gives Hilltop another knee hit to his left thigh, but this time he makes no involuntary reaction and is still standing up] Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: As you can see, all communication is shut off. Mr. Hilltop: [whimpers in pain] Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: In spite of our mechanical magnificence, if it were not for this continuous stream... of motor impulses, we would collapse like a bunch of broccoli! Mr. Hilltop: [Dr. Frankenstein removes the clamp from Hilltop's neck; Hilltop faints and moans while the students applaud] Ohh, ohh! Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: In conclusion, it should be noted... Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [whispers to the intern] Give him an extra dollar. Orderly in Frankenstein's Class: [whispers to Dr. Frankenstein] An extra dollar, yes sir. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: That any more than common injury to the nerve root is always serious. Mr. Hilltop: [Mr. Hilltop is carried out on a gurney] Ohh, ohh, ohhh! Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Because once a nerve fiber is severed, there is no way in heaven or on earth to regenerate life back into it.

If we look at the base of the brain, Which has just been removed from the skull, There's very little of the midbrain that we can see. Yet, as I demonstrated in my lecture last week, If the under aspects of the temporal lobes Are gently pulled apart, The upper portion of the stem of the brain can be seen. The so-called brain stem consists of the midbrain, A rounded protrusion called the pons, And a stalk tapering downwards called the medulla oblongata, Which passes out of the skull through the foramen magnum, And becomes, of course, the spinal cord. Are there any questions before we proceed? I have one question, Dr. Frankenstein. That's Fronkensteen. I beg your pardon? My name... It's pronounced Fronkensteen. But aren't you the grandson of Dr. Victor Frankenstein Who went into graveyards, dug up freshly buried corpses, And transformed dead components... Yes! Yes! Yes! We all know what he did. But I'd rather be remembered For my own small contributions to science, And not because of my accidental relationship To a famous... cuckoo. If you don't mind, can we get on with your question? Well, sir, I'm not sure I understand the distinction Between reflexive and voluntary impulses. Our lab is a demonstration of just that distinction. Why don't we proceed? Mr. Hilltop here, With whom I have never worked Nor given any prior instructions to, Has graciously offered his services For this afternoon's demonstration. Mr. Hilltop, would you hop up on your feet And stand beside this table? Nice hopping. Mr. Hilltop, Would you raise your left knee, please? You have just witnessed a voluntary impulse. It begins as a stimulus from the cerebral cortex, Passes through the brain stem To the muscles involved. Mr. Hilltop, you may lower your knee. Reflex movements are those Made independently of the will, But are carried out along pathways Between the peripheral nervous system And the central nervous system. You filthy, rotten, yellow son of a bitch! We are not aware of these impulses. Neither do we intend them to contract our muscles, Yet, as you can see, they work by themselves. But what if we blocked the nerve impulse By simply applying local pressure? Which can be done with any ordinary metal clamp Just at the swelling On the posterior nerve roots... for, oh, say, 5 or 6 seconds. You mothergrabbing bastard! As you can see, all communication is shut off. In spite of our mechanical magnificence, If it were not for this continuous stream Of motor impulses, We would collapse Like a bunch of broccoli! Aaaah! In conclusion, it should be noted... Give him an extra dollar. Yes, sir. ...That any more than common injury To the nerve root is always serious, Because once a nerve fiber is severed, There is no way in heaven or on earth To regenerate life back into it. Are there any questions before we leave? Uh, Dr. Frank... Fronkensteen. Yes? Isn't it true that Darwin preserved A piece of vermicelli in a glass case Until it actually began to move With a voluntary motion? Are you speaking of the worm or the spaghetti? Why, the worm, sir. Yes, it seems to me I did read something Of that incident when I was a student, But you must remember that a worm, With very few exceptions, Is not a human being. Wasn't that the basis of your grandfather's work, The reanimation of dead tissue? My grandfather was a very sick man. But as a Fronkensteen, Aren't you the least bit curious about it? Doesn't bringing what was dead back to life Hold any intrigue for you? You're talking about The nonsensical ravings of a lunatic mind. Dead is dead! Look what has been done with hearts and kidneys. Hearts and kidneys are tinker toys! I'm talking about the central nervous system! But, sir... I am a scientist, not a philosopher! You have more chance of reanimating this scalpel Than you have of mending a broken nervous system! But your grandfather's work... My grandfather's work was doo-doo! I am not interested in death! The only thing that concerns me is the preservation of life! Class... is... dismissed. Dr. Frankenstein. That's Fronkensteen. My name is Gerhardt Falkstein. I've traveled 5,000 miles To bring you the will of your great-grandfather, Baron Beaufort Von Frankenstein. Oh, my sweet darling, Oh, my dearest love. I'll count the hours that you're away. Oh, darling, so will I. Not on the lips. What? I'm going to that party at Nana and Nicky's. I don't want to smear my lipstick. Of course. All aboard! Oh, dear! Well, I guess this is it. Freddy, darling, how can I say in a few minutes What it's taken me a lifetime to understand? Won't you try? All right. You've got it, mister. I'm yours...All of me. What else can I say? My sweet love... The hair! Just been set. Sorry. Sorry. I hope you like old-fashioned weddings. I prefer old-fashioned wedding nights. You're incorrigible! Does that mean... you love me? You bet your boots it does. Oh, my only love... Taffeta, darling. Taffeta, sweetheart. No, the dress is taffeta. It wrinkles so easily. All aboard! There goes that horrid man again. Hurry. Before I make a fool of myself. Aah! The nails! Oh! Sorry. Good-bye, darling. Good-bye, Freddy. Darling! Oh, God. Ha ha.