To this day, without fail, I still get absolutely furious when I think about how ford had to take an elevator up two stories and then sprint up a flight of stairs with a cycloptopus wrapped around his arm just so he could burst into a room for dramatic effect
It could have run into the elevator and, while he was trying to get it, one of them hit the up button and then when the doors opened again it could have run up, hit the end of the stairs and then latched onto Ford’s arm and hit the button on the watch opening the door.
Unlikely given Ford should have been able to catch it in the elevator because A. Small space B. Electric gloves C I would like to think Ford is somewhat competent when it comes to catching monsters, but not impossible.
Actually this sounds like a kooky chase scene.
The elevator is the real sticking point, right! Because listen: that’s a small space. The stairwell it opens into is a small space.* That is maybe the most linear path possible to catching a monster, and he corners it in seconds once it’s loose in the gift shop where it has ten times the nooks and crannies to hide in.
(Conceivably it could have punched through the elevator roof and shimmied up the shaft ahead of him? Or it got in first and slammed the “door close” button so he had to wait his turn while it milled around smugly at the top of the stairs.)
I don’t necessarily think the whole thing was premeditated out of loneliness or wanting to show off. But I do think that the series of ludicrous uphill failures that would have had to occur to make it happen 100% organically–while arguably not out of character–strains credibility.
So to my mind there must have been a moment at some point, watching this thing try to gnaw through his sleeve and rend his flesh, where our guy just thought, “wELL! Well. While you’re here! What if I just…really quickly,,”
And that’s beautiful. But also infuriating.
*Don’t tell me there’s another route to get from the lab to that door. Do not look me in the eye in my own home and tell me that Dr. Stanford Filbrick “I have not sampled human blood” Pines, PhDs, built a fire escape into his hubris basement.