INT. BIRTHING ROOM, LAB — NIGHT
The door opens and Clive and Elsa rush in. At the end of the room, the artificial womb is belching and groaning, fluid freely gushing from its chrome hull.
Clive glances at the monitor: “PREPARING BREACH OF FETAL MEMBRANE.”
ELSA: Something’s wrong.
FLOOSH! The machine spews more fluid. Louder GROANING.
CLIVE: It’s trying to come out.
ELSA: It’s too soon. Way too soon!
Clive and Elsa quickly throw on medical gowns, masks, and gloves. The machine contracts again, a wave of fluid flushes out. Nothing else. Elsa checks the ultrasound.
ELSA: It’s… grown. It’s too big.
The machine emits a METALLIC CREAK.
CLIVE: The pressure will kill it!
Elsa hits a button on the side of the machine. The PULSING GROAN winds down to a soft hum. The flushing of fluid subsides and the machine’s orifice dilates. Elsa wedges her arm inside. Clive watches, apprehensive.
ELSA: Come on… come on! (up to her elbow) Slippery. I can’t…
Elsa finally seems to get a grip when her arm is abruptly yanked deeper into the machine. Her chin bangs against the hull. She lets out a startled yelp.
CLIVE: What is it?!
Tears well in Elsa’s terrified eyes.
ELSA: It’s… Biting!
CLIVE: Hold on!
Clive snaps into action. He fumbles with a series of hand-bolts along the hull. With the last clasp unlocked, he’s able to open the entire chassis, releasing a torrent of viscous fluid and revealing…
A DARK BLOB OF FLESH with a long serpentine tail wrapped around Elsa’s wrist.
— Splice (2009), screenplay by Vincenzo Natali & Antoinette Terry Bryant and Doug Taylor, story by Vincenzo Natali & Antoinette Terry Bryant
The Daily Dialogue theme for the week is giving birth, suggested by blknwite. Today’s suggestion by Teddy Pasternak.
Trivia: The main scientist characters, Clive and Elsa, are named as an homage to The Bride of Frankenstein, a similarly themed movie. Colin Clive played Dr. Henry Frankenstein while Elsa Lanchester played Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley/The Bride.
Dialogue On Dialogue: Just as “Where is my baby?” in Rosemary’s Baby frames the narrative for the rest of that story, so too does “It’s… biting” here with Splice.