The 5,000 Fingers of Dr. T1953

Dr. Terwilliker:
Mrs. Collins! Why are you standing there with that null and void expression on your face? No, don't tell me- I know the workings of your mind, Mrs. Collins! You've been thinking of your son again! How many times must I tell you to burn that picture? You've room in your life but for one picture, my picture Mrs. Collins! Your future husband! Have I not graciously condescended to take your hand in marriage tomorrow immediately following the official grand opening?

[an alarm rings. Sergeant Lunk appears on a screen]

Sgt. Lunk:
Sergeant Lunk reporting to headquarters. Cell number one - the boy's not in it!

Dr. Terwilliker:
The boy's not in it? Well search for him, find him!

Sgt. Lunk:
Yes sir, Dr. Terwilliker, sir!

Dr. Terwilliker:
Your son! And you said he could be trusted! Tonight of all nights, Mrs. Collins, the very night before my institute opens, and your son dares to flaunt my authority! So, he doesn't like the neat, clean comfortable cell which I've given him, eh? Very well! From now on, he doesn't have to sleep there! From now on, Mrs. Collins, your boy sleeps in the DUNGEONS!