:18:02
Yes, Morbius.
A simple blaster.
:18:06
All right.
Now turn around here.
:18:11
Point it at the commander.
:18:19
Aim right between the eyes.
:18:26
Fire.
:18:34
You see, he's helpless...
:18:37
Iocked in a sub-electronic dilemma
between my direct orders...
:18:40
and his basic inhibitions
against harming rational beings.
:18:44
Cancelled.
:18:46
If I were to allow
that to continue...
:18:49
he would blow
every circuit in his body.
:18:54
Doctor, how did you
come by such a mechanism?
:18:57
Uh, I didn't
"come by" him, Doctor...
:19:01
I tinkered him together
during my first months up here.
:19:05
- Coffee is ready, sir.
- Gentlemen.
:19:09
Doctor, do you mean that
you made this gentleman?
:19:14
A useful enough toy, Lieutenant...
:19:16
but nowadays I have
no time for such things.
:19:22
Dr. Morbius, you're a philologist,
an expert in words and languages...
:19:26
their origins and meanings.
:19:28
Yet this robot of yours
is beyond the combined resources...
:19:31
of all Earth's physical science.
:19:34
My dear Commander,
maybe you overestimate...
:19:37
both Robby and myself.
:19:40
Gentlemen, let me show you
another bit of parlor magic.
:19:52
Forgive me. I didn't mean
to alarm you, gentlemen.
:19:55
I had Robby install
the steel shutters...
:19:58
before I realized how
altogether safe I am here.