texts: Nathan, what the hell are you talking about? </s> <s> Forget mice! Actually forget guinea pigs, cats, monkeys, and chimps also. I'm on to stage five: The human subject. </s> <s> Oh no. You can't take him from his home, Nathan.
labels: Don't you see? He's my Tabula Rasa, my Eliza Dolittle. He's my ticket to the top of the Behaviorist food chain. He's going to make me famous.