Alquist. What? You are timid, shy? (Starts to touch her) Let me see you, Robotess.
Primus. Sir, do not frighten her. (Steps forward.)
Alquist. What, you would protect her? Laughter—timidity—protection—I must test you further. Take the girl into the dissecting room.
Primus. Why?
Alquist. I wish to experiment on her.
Primus. Upon—Helena?
Alquist. Of course. Don’t you hear me? Or must I call someone else to take her in?
Primus. If you do, I will kill you. (Steps toward Alquist.)
(WARN Curtain.)