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instrumental playing]

[man grunting,
Elizabeth sobbing]

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[Elizabeth whimpering]

[man sighing]

[distorted crying]

[eerie, distorted sobbing]

♪

[papers rustling]

[dramatic music playing]

[man choking]

[Elizabeth panting]

♪

[panting]

[sirens wailing]

[police radio chatter]

[sirens approaching]

[reporter]
Earlier tonight,

Errlington County Police
responded

to a domestic
violence call

at the home of Elizabeth
and David McMichaels,

and found a gruesome
murder scene.

Police found David
with multiple stab wounds

to his upper body,
and his wife, Elizabeth,

in possession
of an army bayonet,

believed to be
the murder weapon.

David was pronounced dead
at the scene,

and police later
arrested Elizabeth McMichaels

and charged her
with his murder.

[reporter 2] In Errlington
County court today,

Stewart Green,
a court-appointed attorney

for Elizabeth McMichaels,

put in a motion
to have her evaluated

to see if she's fit
to stand trial

for the murder
of her husband.

Judge Williams granted
the evaluation period,

and McMichaels
was transported

to Bellguard
Psychiatric Center.

[creaking]

[bell dinging]

[birds chirping]

Remember, okay, just...

don't work long hours.

You need all the rest
you can get, okay?

Give up those late shifts
if you have to, okay?

Oh, really?

Well, you gotta do

what you gotta do over there
fast with your brothers,

and get your butt
back to me on the double.

We have business
to take care of,

Officer David McMichael.

[railroad crossing
bell dinging]

[David moaning]

I love you so much.

-Be good, okay?
-I will.

I'll call you
when I get there, all right?

I love you.

[train brakes squealing]

[horn blaring]

[creaking]

How much longer?

Without a strong signal,
this navi ain't shit.

Figure about
a half hour or so.

You think we should pull over
and check on her?

Why the fuck for?

She's so drugged up,
she don't know where she is.

[bell dinging]

-[fire crackling]
-[Elizabeth sighing]

When you have
this baby,

you're not really going
to need me around anymore

with this little one running
around all over the place.

You're gonna have
your hands full.

-What are you talking about?
-I'm just saying--

I can take care
of both of my mens.

[screaming]

Oh, my God, baby.

-[nurse] Hi, David.
-Hi, how are you?

This is the best day
of my life. Hi. Hi, baby,

look at this. I got this
little hat for the baby,

to put
on his head.

[crosstalk]

It's a happy day!

Let's see,
how are you doing?

-Okay, okay.
-Okay, here we go.

We need
a big push, big push.

Okay. Ready?

[doctor and nurse]
One, two, three--

[Elizabeth screaming]

[nurse] Oh!

[David] Oh, my God.

Oh, my God,
baby, we have a baby.

[laughing]
We have a baby.

Babe, I'm so happy.
Look at me.

-Oh, my God.
-Call a code.

What the hell is...

[crosstalk]

Let me see him,
Goddamnit.

[heart beating]

Stop! Don't tell me to stop,
I'm trying to see my child.

I'm trying to see my child!

[shouting]

[nurse] Just stay back, please.
Please stay back.

Is he all right?

Is he all right? Oh, my...

[eerie instrumental]

♪

♪

♪

Oh, she must've been
some hot piece of ass,

before she went nuts.

You're going to hell,
you know that, right?

Not before I poke a few more
before I go.

[laughing]

Whatever, man.
Let's get her in, and get out.

This place gives me
the creeps.

[hospital din]

[indistinct]

And, um,
let's make sure we stamp--

I think that we should do
an EKG on her, as well.

[knocking on door]

Hey.

How you doing?

[Dr. Collins]
All right, so, um...

I'm gonna
continue my rounds,

uh, but check back in with me
when you've done all that.

-Okay.
-Okay.

-[Dr. Collins] Thanks, Beth.
-You're welcome.

Hello, Elizabeth.

I'm Dr. Margaret Collins.

I'm a clinical psychiatrist

here at Bellguard
Psychiatric Center.

Do you know
why you're here?

Elizabeth?

Elizabeth!

Do you remember
what happened?

[sighing]

[scribbling]

I'm here
to help you, Elizabeth.

You have
to start talking,

or you will be ruled mentally
incompetent to stand trial.

You'll spend the rest of
your life in a place like this.

Talk to me, Elizabeth.

Talk to me.

[breath catching]

My baby.

What happened
to your baby, Elizabeth?

What happened
to your baby?

[whispering] He's sick.

[eerie instrumental]

I have to get back to him.

Let me out of here!

Nurse Leonard?

[Elizabeth screaming]
Let me out of here!

-Please, let me out.
-Calm down.

[Elizabeth grunting]

-Please! Please.
-[nurse] Be still.

[indistinct]

At least that's something.

[Dr. Collins]
It took a week,

but it's a start.

Carl, take her back
to her room.

[Carl] Yes, Dr. Collins.

[Elizabeth, voice echoing]
Why did you bring me here?

[eerie instrumental playing]

Why am I--

[Dr. Collins, voice echoing]
You'll spend the rest

of your life
in a place like this.

[Elizabeth]
Why did you bring me here?

Why am I here?

[Dr. Collin]
What happened to your baby?

[Elizabeth] He's sick...

[Carl, echoing] We'll take
good care of you here.

[Elizabeth] Why...

Why?

[music building]

[screaming]

[screaming, panting]

[Sue] Hey there,
Mr. DeRosa.

This is everything
I can find on the Internet

about the McMichaels case.

Thank you, Sue,

and do me a favor,
call me Tony.

Anthony is the older guy
sitting next door.

That's my dad,
better known as Mr. Grumpy.

Okay, Tony.

[laughs nervously]

I just feel
so funny being so new

and asking you
this huge favor.

Listen, I know Elizabeth's
a good friend of yours,

and this is a big case
in these parts.

I can understand
you wanting to help out.

Bess.

-Bess?
-Bess, we call her Bess.

-It's just that it was--
-[thudding]

Oh, my God, I should not
have done that without asking.

Sue, sit down.
Relax.

Tell me about Bess.

Bess and I
were always together.

We met in high school

and then became
more like sisters.

That's where
she met David.

He was
the school football star,

and she was
the star track athlete.

They were perfect together.

I was really overweight
in high school,

and Bess was always
so supportive.

When she asked me to be the
maid of honor at her wedding,

I said that she had
to get my butt into shape,

otherwise I would not fit
into my dress.

And she did.

She did,
she planned our workouts,

she cooked
all my food.

Bess never cared
how I looked,

but she knew
that it was so important to me.

Bess had
such a big heart.

She just couldn't do
something like this.

She just couldn't.

She sounds very special.

She was.

She is.

She is.

[suspenseful instrumental]

♪

Good morning,
Miss Elizabeth.

How you feel today?

[Carl sighing]

Okay.

[grunting]

[chair clicking]

So, you ready?

Come on.

[straining]

There you go.

Dr. Collins is really
trying to help you,

all right?

Now, come on.

Put your hand through there.

Okay,
not too tight, is it?

There you go.

-Here we go.
-[chair clicking]

All right.

We're on our way.

[Carl whistling]

[chittering noise]

[breathing heavily]

[distant laughter]

[screaming]

[whistling continues]

Wait, wait.

What's the matter,
Miss Elizabeth?

Take me back to that room.

Miss Elizabeth,
this room is empty.

Please, please.

[Carl] See?

It's empty.

I've seen her.

Seen who?

[thudding]

Dr. Collins
is waiting for you.

Sometimes
our mind plays tricks on us.

Especially
in a place like this.

Good morning, Elizabeth.

How are you
feeling today?

Elizabeth?

[chair creaking]

Why don't
we start today

with the loss
of your child?

[crying]
Is he all right?

So, after an extended
bereavement leave,

David reported back
to his unit.

How did that
make you feel?

He needed
to go back to them.

He wanted
to feel good again.

How about you?

You were alone now.
Did you feel right again?

I tried
to go back to work.

I couldn't.

I just didn't--

[breathing shakily]

I just
didn't feel right.

Were you ill?

Was it postpartum depression?

I don't know,
I just didn't feel right.

Okay.

Let's move on to the night
you attacked your husband.

I never attacked
my husband!

Why do you people
keep saying that?

You're being evaluated

before standing trial
for the murder of your husband.

It wasn't David
I killed.

It was an intruder.

An animal!

[Dr. Collins] Elizabeth...

the one
that you said

would break into your home
time after time

and rape you
but never take anything?

He took a piece of me
every time he raped me.

Is that nothing?

You were examined
on the night of your arrest.

The only semen
found in your body

was that of your
late husband, David.

That can't be.

We never had sex
after we lost the baby.

[eerie instrumental playing]

[Elizabeth, warped]
Why are you here?

I can't help you.

You keep
coming back here.

You have to go.

Why?

Why are you here?

You're dead! Why are you here?

Why is she here?
Why is she here?

-[thudding]
-Why is she here?

-Nobody's here.
-She's dead! Why is she here?

Come on, you're dead!

-[nurse] Nobody's here.
-She's dead, come on,

Why is she here? No!
She's dead.

Nobody's here.

-No, she's dead!
-[nurse] Nobody's here.

[grunting]

Nobody's here, you're alone.

Now, you're gonna have
a nice rest, okay?

Atta girl, relax.

[unsettling music playing]

[car rumbling]

[birds chirping]

[objects clattering]

[indistinct chatter]

Thank you, Carl.

[indistinct chatter]

Very nice
to meet you,

I heard
so many good things about you.

[Carl] Thank you,
Dr. Harper.

[keys clacking]

[knocking on door]

[Dr. Collins] Uh, come in.

-[Dr. Harper] Dr. Collins?
-Yes?

Hello,
I am Dr. Thomas Harper.

Oh, Dr. Harper, hi.

-[Dr. Harper] Hi.
-Nice to meet you.

You as well.
May I?

Uh, please.

I had heard the new head
of psychiatry was coming,

I just didn't know
when you would arrive.

Yes, when I was
offered the job,

I wanted to come in as quickly
as I could to get going.

Well,
I'm glad you did.

Um, as you know,
Dr. Lewis fell ill

and wasn't able
to return to work,

so we could use
all the help we can get.

From what I heard,
you have been doing a great job

with your tremendous
work ethic, Dr. Collins.

Thank you.

I feel like
I live here sometimes, but--

Hopefully,
I will help change that,

so you can get
some of your personal time off.

-What's that?
-[both laughing]

So, where were you
working before this?

I was traveling overseas,

and studying
neuropsychological behavior

that deals
with extreme stress and trauma.

Well, um,
you've come a long way

to our little hospital,
Dr. Harper.

I wanted to settle down
and continue my research

for paranoid disorders
in a longer, observational way.

Mm-hmm.

And-- and please,
call me Thomas.

Mm, well, Thomas,

you've certainly come
to the right place for that.

I was hoping
to tag along with you

on your rounds
to meet some patients

and hear
your prognosis on them.

Um... now?

If-- if-- if
you're not too busy?

Uh...

shall we?

Thank you.

[eerie instrumental playing]

[Carl]
Good morning, Miss Elizabeth.

Nurse Claire said
you had a bad dream last night?

It wasn't a dream.

[Carl] Okay.

Well, it's time
for your session.

Maybe you can talk
to Dr. Collins about it.

Okay?

[clicking]

You never even experimented
with drugs in high school?

No, Dr. Margaret, never.

So, you've never
tested positive

for any type of drug use,

yet on the night
of your arrest,

you had high levels of meth
and other drugs in your system.

Can you explain that?

[Dr. Harper]
Hello again, Dr. Collins.

-This is Dr. Harper.
-[panting]

He's the new head
of psychiatric--

-What are--
-Calm down, Elizabeth.

-No, please.
-Dr. Harper's here to help you.

-No!
-[distorted ringing]

[Dr. Collins]
Calm down, Elizabeth.

Calm down!

I don't know
what got into her today.

Nurse Claire said
she had a bad dream last night.

Um, was sedated
as well.

Did she give any more detail
about her dream?

The night orderly said, uh,

she was yelling something
about, "Why you are here?"

You know,
"You're supposed to be dead,"

or something like that.

She may be having dreams

about her late husband, or son.

It's possible.

Or she might be dealing

with hallucinations
from the trauma.

She was
doing so well.

She seemed
to really be coming around,

she was talking
a lot more.

Carl, take her to her room,
and keep an eye on her.

We need to find out
what's triggering her.

[chair clicking]

How long
has she been like this?

Just since
you walked in today.

She's been fine,

she's been talking
so much more.

Maybe a male's figure

evoked something like this,
I-- I'm-- I'm not sure.

We need to definitely find out
how to deal with this.

Let's talk.

[Carl whistling]

[warped, echoing voice]

[voice]
Why aren't you fighting?

[distorted whispering]

Please,
don't give up.

[whistling continues]

There you go.

Excuse my scribbles
at times.

Uh, I've been working
on this so long,

and I've come up
with my own form of shorthand

so as not
to miss anything.

I'm sure
I can figure it out.

[laughs]

[paper rustling]

Nice looking couple.

I know.

[Dr. Harper] What kind of
things has she been saying?

[Dr. Collins]
She stays true to her story

of being drugged and attacked
repeatedly by an intruder.

Have there been any other

recording
sessions with her yet?

No.

Well, she really only
started talking last week,

and I haven't wanted
to inhibit her

by changing anything
in the sessions yet.

I totally understand.

I only gave her
a light sedative.

I'm going to go past her room
and see how she's doing.

Care to join me?

Ah, I have another
session with a patient,

and then I have
to finish my rounds.

Okay, I will come
and find you later

and join you
on your rounds.

All right, then.

Well, I'll see you later,
Dr. Harper.

I'll see you later.

[Carl] Okay, Miss Elizabeth.

Ready for your nap?

Okay,
you've been up all day.

[Elizabeth]
Why are they here?

Why are they here?

Why's who here,
Miss Elizabeth?

Why are they here?

Who?

I need
to get out of here.

Why are they here?
Why are they here?

Why are they here?

Why are they here?
Why are they here? Why--

Okay, Elizabeth,
calm down and talk.

[screaming]
Why is he here?

Why is he here?
I need to get out.

Please,
why is he here?

-No, no, no--
-No, please, why is he here?

Why is he here, please-- ah!

[eerie music playing]

Put her back to bed.

Yes, Dr. Harper.

[keyboard clacking]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[Mr. Green] Hello,
is this Dr. Harper?

Hi, Mr. Green.

Thank you for calling me back.

[Mr. Green]
You're welcome.

You're new
to Bellguard?

Yes, that is correct.

I was recently appointed
and wanted to get caught up

with the Elizabeth
McMichaels case.

[Mr. Green] I submitted
Dr. Collins' report

-for the judges review.
-Uh-huh.

Waiting to hear his reply.

Do you feel
they will try the case

regardless
of her condition?

[Mr. Green]
If her condition is caused

by the drug
she was on, they may.

From what
I have seen so far,

she's been dealing
with major mood swings

and erratic behavior.

[Mr. Green]
But is that drug related?

We have had
to keep her sedated

to not hurt
herself or anyone else.

[Mr. Green] If we can prove
her condition mental,

that's different.

Thank you, Mr. Green.

[Mr. Green] Bring
any new evidence, if you can.

I will, and thank you again
for calling me back.

[Mr. Green]
You're welcome.

-You have a nice evening.
-[Mr. Green] You too.

[suspenseful instrumental]

[keyboard clacking]

[clerk] All rise.

The court of Errlington County

versus Elizabeth McMichael

is now in session.

The honorable judge
Charles Williams presiding.

Please remain standing

until the judge
has entered and is seated.

-[gavel banging]
-Be seated.

Ladies and gentlemen,

this is a closed
evaluation hearing.

If you are not part
of the immediate family,

the medical staff,
the prosecution,

or the defense team,

please leave
the courtroom now.

In the case of the state
versus Elizabeth McMichaels,

Dr. Collins' report states

that Miss McMichaels
has shown signs of competency

since her drug
addiction detox,

which suggests

she will be competent to stand
trial later this month.

Mr. Greene,

do you have
any reason

that suggests
your client will not be ready?

Your Honor, it's been
brought to my attention

that Elizabeth McMichaels

has regressed
from the original report

submitted to the court,

and that further evaluation

is requested at this time.

Your Honor, Dr. Collins'
report was very detailed

in the recovery
of Elizabeth McMichaels

during her evaluation
at Bellguard.

I don't understand the need

to delay
this trial any further.

-Your Honor.
-And who are you?

My name
is Dr. Thomas Harper,

and I was
recently appointed

head of Psychiatric
at Bellguard.

I do apologize
for this last-minute change

in my colleague's
earlier report.

I witnessed
only yesterday this change

in Miss McMichaels'
mental state.

A different state
from what was first diagnosed.

She is showing
signs of paranoid disorder,

where a person
cannot tell

what is real
from what is imagined.

Do you feel this is something
she will overcome?

It is hard to say
at this time.

The damage is severe.

It could be caused by the drugs
she was using or by the trauma.

My early prognosis is
that Miss McMichaels may suffer

from a psychological disorder.

Your Honor,
this is preposterous

that Elizabeth McMichaels
is now suffering

from a psychological disorder?

Where is Dr. Collins?

Your Honor,
I was told

she was unavailable
to attend today's hearing.

Your Honor, Dr. Collins
could not attend today

-due to personal matters.
-[scoffs]

Dr. Harper,

I appreciate your attendance
today at this hearing,

but the next time you answer
a question in my courtroom

that wasn't directed
at you,

I will hold you
in contempt.

Is that understood?

Yes, Your Honor.
Please accept my apology.

[sighs]

Based on
this updated information,

I will grant two more weeks
for additional evaluation.

At which time,

I want this settled.

And I want
both Dr. Collins

and Elizabeth McMichaels
in my courtroom.

Do both parties understand?

-Yes, Your Honor.
-[Dr. Harper] Yes, Your Honor.

-[gavel banging]
-We're adjourned.

[clerk] All rise.

[courtroom din]

Mr. Green.

Hi, I'm Anthony DeRosa.
I'm an attorney also.

Please,
my name's Stuart,

and I know
who you are, Mr. DeRosa.

I did my thesis
in law school on your father.

Uh, cigarette?

No, thank you,
and call me Tony.

-Nice to meet you, Tony.
-Good to meet you as well.

My dad was pissed
I didn't do my thesis on him.

Oh, no?
Who'd you do it on?

I did it on his old law school
partner, Harold Cohen.

[laughs] Well,
I bet that sit well

in your Italian home?

No, it did not.

What brings you
to court today?

My secretary
is the defendant's friend.

She asked me
to look in on the case.

Well, not much
to look into.

The evidence is solid,
it just comes down

to whether she'll spend
the rest of her life

in prison
or in the crazy house.

[door creaking]

[reporter] Ms. McMichael,

how do you feel
about today's ruling?

My son
fought for this country.

He gave
his blood for it,

and he almost died
trying to protect us.

And for him
to come home

and be murdered by some
junkie whore of a wife,

who you now say
is crazy?

That's unacceptable.

What if
she's found incompetent?

My office is confident

the defendant will be found
competent to stand trial,

where she will be found guilty
of first-degree murder.

And if we have
our way,

be put to death
in the electric chair.

Please,
no more questions.

It's just a matter of
what her new address will be.

[reporter] Ms. Cruz,

why did your daughter
murder her husband?

Ms. Cruz,
answer the question.

My daughter loved David.

She would
rather die herself

than-- than see
anything happen to him.

Does that
answer your question?

Come on, honey.

Feisty woman.

The redhead,
she's my secretary.

I see now.

This is Christine Coleman

coming to you live at
Errlington County Courthouse.

You know what?

This might be
a total waste of time,

but if you could
give me a copy

on anything
you got on the case,

I'd really appreciate it.

Keep the feisty one
off my back.

Sure, no problem.

You're skeptical
like your father was

in that Hill Street
murder case back in the day.

Nah.
It's my dad that's skeptical.

-Nice to meet you, Stuart.
-Yeah, you, too.

Hey, I-- I'd like
to meet him one day.

I'll tell you what.

Come to my office
with the files

and I'll introduce you
to him.

Thanks,
that'd be great!

[Tony] You got it.
Have a good day.

[wind howling]

[Dr. Collins]
Hi, Carl, can I help you?

-Is everything okay?
-Dr. Collins, um...

did you hear anything

about Miss Elizabeth's,
um, court decision?

Yeah.

I got a memo
this morning.

Apparently the judge

ordered another two weeks
for evaluation.

Based on
Dr. Harper's updated report.

So, that's where that's at.

Okay.

[keyboard clacking]

Anything else, Carl?

I really thought
you were making...

progress with her,
you know?

I know, me, too.

She was starting to remember
things more clearly.

-She seemed authentic, right?
-Yeah.

But you've been around
these types of patients

longer than I have.

You've seen this before.

I mean,
even before her relapse,

she kept insisting
that it was an intruder

who broke into her house
and would attack her,

and who she stabbed.

I mean, she never admitted that
it was her husband she killed.

She has been more sincere
than anyone else.

I mean, she sounds more sincere
than anyone else.

Well, people who suffer
from schizophrenia

can be very believable.

They convince themselves
that what they think is real.

And because of this,
they're tormented by it.

Trust me,

it's just not real.

Okay.

Thank you, Dr. Collins.

Appreciate it.

[door creaking]

[Dr. Collins] Elizabeth.

I know you're tired.

I'm gonna show you
some photographs now.

[suspenseful instrumental]

[gasps]

[Dr. Collins]
Can you tell me who it is?

Is this David?

Do you recognize
this person?

Do you recognize Sue,
Elizabeth?

-[Sue] God, I know.
-[both laughing]

When I took
all this chocolate,

and I'm not even pregnant.

[Dr. Collins]
Who is this, Elizabeth?

Who is it?

Mom.

[Dr. Collins]
That's your mom.

Mom.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

-[Dr. Harper] Hello, Carl.
-May I join you?

-Of course, Dr. Harper.
-[Dr. Harper] Thank you.

With trying
to meet everyone

and learning
about the patients,

I haven't thought
about eating.

Well, this place
will do that to you.

Well, I'm starting to see that.

[Carl Mm.

Carl, you seem to be a senior
person here at the Bellguard.

How did you come
to start working here?

Well...

after I came home
from the service, uh...

I was doing
some small handiwork from home,

and, uh, well,
a marine buddy of mine told me

that, uh, Bellguard
was hiring,

so packed up my car,

headed north
and I've been here ever since.

-You were a marine?
-Yeah.

Impressive.

Nah, not really.

Just a simple,
old orderly.

You're too modest, Carl.

You seem
to have built

a connection
with Elizabeth McMichaels.

What are
your thoughts on her?

Oh, that's above
my pay grade, you know,

I mean,
you and Dr. Collins,

you know much more
than I do about that.

Come on, Carl.

I'm sure you've seen
a lot working here

all these years
and being in the service.

You must have
some thoughts about her.

Okay.

I believe her.

I mean, call me crazy,

but in all the time
that I've been here dealing

with patients, I feel sh--

Miss Elizabeth
is telling the truth.

The truth?

Carl,
that an intruder breaks in,

drugs her, and rapes her
over and over,

and kills her husband?

That would be a boot move
for someone like you.

-A boot?
-Boot.

[laughs]

Well, I haven't heard
that one in a while.

Were you ever
in the service, Dr. Harper?

No, Carl,
it's a term I learned

working at the VA hospital
during my internship.

Well...

time for this boot
to get back to work.

[laughs] Carl, your feelings
are valid, I admire that.

Thank you, Dr. Harper.

Listen...

you have a great day.

You too, Carl.

[eerie instrumental playing]

[footsteps approaching]

[Carl] Good evening,
Miss Elizabeth.

How you feeling today?

Okay.

Dr. Collins said you gonna be
with us a little longer.

Courts ruled for you to be
evaluated a few more weeks.

Here you go.

-Take it slow.
-[slurping]

Easy, Miss Elizabeth, easy.
Come on, there you go.

I can't stay
here anymore.

I know.

But it's only gonna be
for a short time longer.

Look what I got
for you.

Smell that.

Smell good, huh?

All right,
here we go.

Okay,
so let's put some here.

And some here,
and now rub it in.

It's good for the dryness
of your skin.

This?

Oh, this is
my Marine Corps ring.

See, every year,
we have a little reunion,

get-together
in a small hall in town.

I just take it out,

polish it up a bit
for the big day.

What are you doing,
Miss Elizabeth?

No, don't--
don't pull on your gown.

What? Hey...

You a--
you a service girl?

My husband.

[clinking glasses, chattering]

Go get a room,
go get a room.

Come on, like you guys
don't have great sex.

That was crazy.

[Elizabeth]
That was really crazy.

-That was insane. I--
-I can't-- I can't believe it.

[laughter]

[tattoo pen buzzing]

[David] I can't believe
you're doing this.

I'm crazy for you.

[David] Whoa.

-[Elizabeth] Oh, my God.
-[David] It's cool.

-[Elizabeth] You like it?
-[David] Yeah, it's awesome.

Special Forces Ranger.

He's a real badass!

Oh, hey, hey, hey.

Don't cry, don't--
Oh, I'm so sorry.

Miss Elizabeth,
I shouldn't have said that.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry,
Miss Elizabeth, I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

Let me get you ready
for the night.

[mysterious music]

Carl?

Thank you.

Lance Corporal Carl Higgins
at your service, ma'am.

I'll see you tomorrow.

[jazz music playing]

[party din]

[slurping]

[Carl] Hey,
how you guys doing today?

Hey, fellas.

Good seeing you again,
all right.

-[man] As usual.
-[Carl laughs] Pauly!

Good seeing you again,
man, how you doing?

In here, my friend,
how are things?

-Ah, you know, same old.
-Same old?

-[laughing]
-Crazy.

You know,
I heard on the news

that your place
is holding that GI's killer.

You know, the addict wife
who, uh,

killed her, uh,
hero husband.

-Miss Elizabeth?
-Uh.

-Yeah, she's with us.
-How she seems?

-You know, sad, confused.
-Hmm.

[bartender]
Good to see you, too, enjoy.

Yeah,
take care of yourself.

You, too. Have a good day.

-But not a killer.
-And why you say that?

I don't know,
it's just a feeling, I guess.

-A feeling?
-[Carl] You ever--

-Hey, Carl!
-Hey.

-[laughter]
-[Carl] Hey!

How you both doing?

[Carl]
How you feeling, man?

-Hey, doc?
-[Doc] Yes?

What do you think
about the wife

who killed
her war hero husband?

It's a tragedy.

I don't know enough
about the wife,

but she had to have been
a lot of trouble

to do
something like that.

Carl seems
to think otherwise.

Nah, I simply said she don't
come across as a killer.

She's just confused.

[Doc] Mm.

I've seen my share
of soldiers like that.

They still killed
when they had to.

No, no, no,
that was different.

That was war.

Well the news says
she's an addict.

Drugs affect
people differently.

Some get aggressive,
can turn violent.

You never know.

Yeah, just like
the government used

that, uh, war candy drug.

Turned men
into killing machines.

Yes. Even to the point where
they were killing each other.

Well, maybe she got it
from her husband

while having some, uh,
you know, wild sex.

-Hey, boys!
-[all] Hey!

-How are ya?
-Hey, man.

-[Carl] How ya doin'?
-Carl.

-How's the crazy house doing?
-Oh!

He went from fighting
in one crazy place

to working in another.

-[laughing]
-[clapping]

[Doc]
How's the new hip going?

Oh, Doc, this ti-- titanium
shit is the bomb.

Matter of fact,
I'm gonna go right now

and cut up
the rug with my girl.

-Cut it up for me, too!
-[laughing]

This guy, here.

[Carl]
Still in their game.

Look, I'mma get
a refill on a drink.

You guys want anything?

Uh, hey, listen, you can give
me another rum and coke.

Yeah, you could use
a rum and coke.

-No ice.
-Okay, no ice.

Hey, uh,
hey, Doc, um...

what kind of symptoms
did that, uh, you know--

did the men have, you know,
that was taking the drugs?

Sweats, crazed eyes,

a lot of energy.

Just last month,

I was at the VA hospital
in Virginia.

Mm-hmm.

This kid's sent back 'cause
he stepped on a landmine,

asked me for some of the good
stuff he got in the field.

I thought
he was talking morphine.

But he wasn't.

Hmm, what did he
look like?

All dry, dehydrated,
with chapped lips.

I ordered him
a bodily fluid.

He looked pretty scary,
like a zombie.

[background laughter]

So, is it possible

that a wife, uh, could catch
something like that, um,

from her husband
if he was on these drugs?

Anything is possible,
I guess.

So, that means
that she could possibly, uh...

also act crazy,
just like them, right?

That would be a real stretch
to think that way.

If so, we would have
GI killer wives running around.

[laughing]

[Paul] All right,
all right, all right.

Hey, all right.

Oh, thank you,
thank you, thank you.

All right,
well, look, Doc, Carl.

-Cheers.
-Cheers to us.

-To us.
-[clinking glasses]

To us.
All right. Mm.

[eerie instrumental playing]

[Carl]
Good morning, good morning.

[knocking on door]

What's the matter,
Miss Elizabeth?

You not feeling well today?

[suspenseful
instrumental playing]

-Get away from me!
-[thudding]

-Get away from me!
-Miss Elizabeth, calm down!

-[screaming]
-[Carl] Please!

Calm down.

[Dr. Collins]
I need assistance.

Hold her down.

-[smacking]
-[yells in pain]

[grunting]

[groaning]

-What the hell happened?
-I don't know.

[Chuck]
That girl got some kick.

How did her
leg restraint come loose?

When I left her
for the evening,

I-- I'm sure I had them
all tightened up.

And her condition today?

Well, when I walked in,
um, she seemed to be sleeping,

but with this
coldness to her.

An-- and then when I walked
over to see how she was doing,

I mean,
she just went--

Crazy, Carl?

You are getting
too involved.

They are never
who we think they are.

[sighing]

Come on,
let's get back to rounds.

Everything's okay.
It's all right.

[Elizabeth panting]

[unsettling music playing]

[knocking on door]

Come in.

What is it, Carl?

Are you okay,
Miss Collins?

I'm fine!

Do you still think
she's normal, Carl?

Look, I left Miss Elizabeth
responsive last night.

So, what happened?

I mean,
she was talking with me,

even gave me
a little smile

before I left
to go to the reunion.

And I'm positive

all of her restraints
were definitely tightened up.

Dr. Collins,
I just heard.

Are you okay?

I'm-- I'm fine. Uh--

Chuck, the orderly,
got the worst of it

with a kick
to the chops.

What happened?

Uh, Elizabeth was sleeping,

and when Carl got close,
she snapped on him.

Carl, would you
excuse us, please?

Yeah, of-- of course,
Dr. Harper.

[door creaks closed]

Margaret...

I think
this shows even more

that Elizabeth is suffering
from more than a trauma.

In my studies,
I've seen patients

with this type
of severe delusional disorder.

Yes, Dr. Harper,
I have, too,

but never would
such an appearance change

from one day
to the next.

Her story
has kept the same,

and it's her
physical health

that is becoming
a larger concern of mine.

That is not
a deluded illness.

I understand your concern.

I'm going to run
a full evaluation on her,

starting with blood work.

Please let me
take care of that.

We have to find out
what's going on with her.

No, I'm-- I'm fine,
really, I'm fine.

Margaret, let me
take care of that.

You take-- you take
the rest of the day off.

Relax, do something fun
with your son.

I will start
with the blood work

and I will get
to the bottom of it.

Okay, thank you.

I will let you know
what I find.

[door clicks open]

[eerie instrumental playing]

♪

[suspenseful
instrumental playing]

[birds chirping]

♪

[alarm beeping]

-[Rita] Hi, Dr. Collins.
-Rita!

-[Rita] How are you?
-Hi, it's great to see you.

-[Rita] Yes, you, too.
-How've you been?

[Rita] Okay,
she's waiting for you.

Oh, good.

[Rita] How's your family?

[Dr. Collins]
Everyone's great.

[Rita] Glad to hear that.

-[Dr. Collins] Thanks Rita.
-[Rita] You got it.

Margaret!

[laughing]

Margaret, oh!

Thank you so much
for taking the time

to see me
on such short notice.

Of course,
I never have enough time

with my favorite student.

[laughs]

Listen, you sounded troubled
over the phone.

-Yeah.
-Shall we?

Thank you. God, I forgot
how beautiful it is here.

It is, you have to
come back sooner.

I know, I've been so busy
at work, I can't tell you.

I know, but--
Oh, thank you.

-Thank you, Rita.
-[Rita] You're welcome.

You still teaching?

Yes, but I cut it back
to one day a week now.

[Dr. Collins] Good.

Well, you know, the students
are really different

than when you
studied with me.

Technology, social media,

I don't think
they really understand the--

the in-depth nature

of the brain
and the mind.

I keep telling them, look,

the brain

is the physical organ

that communicates
and runs the body.

The mind?

The mind
is a powerful,

invisible, transcendent

world of feelings,
and attitude,

and imagination.

Dr. Barone,

[laughs]

you have
the most captivating way

of expressing your thoughts.

Please call me Jennifer,

'cause those kids
would say today,

"That's okay, teach,
I'll Google it."

-[blowing raspberry]
-[laughing]

I can't take it.

Listen.

Enough of this,
you know,

small talk crap.

You have to tell me
what's troubling you,

I know
you didn't come to this meeting

so that you could enjoy

my captivating thoughts.

Actually, I did.

[laughs]

See, I have this patient.

You know,
I'm usually so good

at diagnosing patients
right away.

I can
tell you the ones who are--

[scoffs]

Delusional schizophrenics,

from the ones
who are borderline,

from the ones
who are just acting deranged

in order to reduce
their jail sentence.

Well,
what's eating you right now?

[distant car passing]

I have this patient
named Elizabeth McMichaels.

Oh, the wife
who killed her husband?

-Hm.
-[Dr. Collins] Yeah.

Well.

Break her down for me.

First impression.

Okay, um, hmm, scared.

Um.

-Quiet.
-Hm.

-Confused.
-Second.

She's more confident,
um, determined.

And now?

Now...

That's just it, she's getting
physically sicker.

And yet--

and yet her mind
still seems to stay focused.

I mean, it seems like--

it's like she knows
what's going on with her,

but she can't...

explain it.

No matter what
she's been through and--

and-- and is still
going through, she--

Her story
always stays the same!

I have to find...

that invisible.

Hm.

And you wonder
why I call you my PRI student.

You've got it.

You can help her.

Thank you.

[Steven] Uncle Anthony.

Hey, Steven,
thanks for coming.

Well, always good
to see my godfather.

-Good to see you as well.
-Everything okay?

My dad said
you needed medical advice.

-How's the family?
-Everyone's fine, we're well.

Sit with me a minute.

It's about a case
I'm kind of working on.

Okay.

Hear about the woman
that killed her husband

in a drug induced rage?

The Army Ranger.

Caught his wife cheating,
wound up dead?

Yeah,
it's all over the news.

Well the story
wasn't proven.

There was
only one person,

and the sperm
found on her?

Was that of
her late husband's.

Really?

So what are you thinking, unc?

I'm not sure.

Can someone's
mental state change

to the point where
they would kill their spouse

because of
the loss of a baby?

I mean,
she was never known

to use drugs before.

She was prescribed
a mild antidepressant

when she lost the baby.

She never even took it.

How do you know all this?

The wife is
my secretary's best friend.

Which is why you're
kind of working the case.

Yeah,
and it doesn't add up to me.

Maybe your secretary
was in the dark about her.

No, no.

If you heard her
speak about Elizabeth,

you'd know
she's telling the truth.

Look,
this isn't really my field,

but I did study
some extreme mental behavior

during my internship.

With violence,
there's usually a pattern.

Emotional instability,

impulsive behavior,
anger outbursts.

Now, if that
doesn't sound like her,

and she wasn't cheating,

and the only one
that night was him...

it does seem odd
for a mental illness

to cause her
to stab him like that,

in such
a violent manner.

Something pissed her off.

Thanks, Steven.

[eerie instrumental plays]

♪

[rustling]

What about this,
do you recognize her?

It's your friend, Sue.

Do you recognize Sue,
Elizabeth?

Elizabeth...

this is
your husband David.

Do you recognize him?

[breathing out loud]

He's dead.

[Dr. Collins]
Did you attack him?

He's dead.

What happened to David?

-[panting]
-What happened to David?

[eerie sound plays]

The intruder!

[Dr. Collins]
Did you kill the intruder?

[grunting]

[strange sounds playing]

He's the intruder.

[Dr. Collins]
Who was the intruder?

He wanted to kill me.

Did you kill the intruder?

The intruder
wanted to kill you?

Yeah.

Elizabeth,
who is the intruder?

[eerie sounds playing]

I didn't kill David.

[suspenseful
instrumental plays]

♪

[crickets chirping]

[keyboard clicking]

♪

[loud breathing]

[trip-hop instrumental]

♪

[Elizabeth] Get away from me!

[Carl] But with this
coldness to her.

[Dr. Collins] Crazy, Carl?

[Veteran] That war candy drug.

[Dr. Collins] Do you still
think she's normal, Carl?

[indistinct yelling]

[Carl] Nurse Claire said you
had a bad dream last night.

[Doc] He looked pretty scary,
like a zombie.

♪

[footsteps]

[clattering]

[loud breathing noise]

How's she doing?

Blood pressure is high.

Her body temperature is low.

If this keeps up we have to
transport her to county.

What-- what brought it on?

I don't know.

Dr. Harper's running tests.

Listen, I know
you're gonna think I'm crazy...

but I think
that Miss Elizabeth

is acting this way
because of the drug.

You think that we're drugging
her to make her this way?

No.

Well, I'm not sure...

but I've been
doing some research.

You've been doing research?

Yeah, you see,

Pauly was talking about

some kind of
war candy drug.

And Doc said
that made men

like zombie killer machines.

Killer-- Do you hear yourself?

Zombies? Killing machines?

This is not "The Walking Dead",
this is real life.

I know,
but Miss Elizabeth is--

She has
some of the same symptoms

that Doc said he's seen
in some of the soldiers

he treated in the fields.

I get why you want to find
a reason why she's here,

but it's not
because of any drugs.

You, please,
have to let that go.

Listen-- Now, maybe,

she contracted it
from her husband at first,

but she's been getting worse

ever since
that new doctor got here.

That's absurd.

[rustling]

Some blood tests.
That's all I'm asking.

It's been done.

Well,
have you seen the results?

Not yet.

[loud breathing noise]

[footsteps]

[clattering]

Beth, hi,
it's Dr. Collins.

Listen,
can you get me the results

on blood work
that Dr. Harper ran

on patient
three-four-six-five?

Elizabeth McMichaels.

[eerie music plays]

Are you sure?

[clattering]

Right, thank you.

[tense noises]

She said no tests
have been run on this patient.

How could he forget that?

He didn't forget.

Miss Elizabeth
is trying to tell us something.

I can
see it in her eyes.

Her invisible--

Get me a kit,
let's draw her blood.

[rustling]

♪

[rustling]

[Dr. Collins]
Uh, take these two

and drop them in the outbox
to be tested, okay?

-[Carl] Yes, Dr. Collins.
-[Dr. Collins] Um,

dispose of the third one,

two is enough
for what we need, okay?

-[Carl] Okay.
-[Dr. Collins] I'm running late

to do my rounds.

And thank you.

Thank you, Carl.

You've got me
thinking now.

[rustling]

So how long
is it gonna be

before we get
the results back?

Usually 24 to 48 hours.

Well the court date
is in two days.

-I know.
-Well, what if

-we don't get it back in time?
-You know what?

I'm gonna call them
from the car to expedite.

Oh, my God,
I'm running late.

Okay, I'll see you
in the morning, Carl.

[Carl] Okay, uh,
and thanks again!

Keep a close watch
on her tonight.

[Carl] I will.

[door shuts closed]

[eerie sounds playing]

[rustling]

[tense sounds]

♪

[sighs]

[footsteps]

-[crickets chirping]
-[footsteps approaching]

[footsteps running]

[footsteps approaching]

[car passing]

[splashing noise]

Rick, Hi.

I'm running a little late.

-[Rick] Hey, where are you?
-I'm running late--

I'm on my
way to pick Michael up.

I just-- I had an emergency
with a patient,

but I'm on my way.

[Rick] What took you so long?

I-- I just
got stuck with a patient.

Um, listen,

tell Michael
if I don't get there

by the end of the game,
just go home with Ben

and I'll pick him up
from Ben's, okay?

[Rick] All right, all right,
well, be careful driving.

-All right.
-[Rick] And pick some ice cream

on the way home.

-[laughs]
-Prick.

Okay, all right,
I'll see you soon.

Bye.

[engine roars]

-[tires squealing]
-[crashing sound]

[police siren]

[indistinct police
radio chatter]

[eerie instrumental plays]

[birds chirping]

[footsteps]

♪

Hey Chuck,
what's going on here?

-You didn't hear?
-[Carl] What?

Dr. Collins died
in a car accident last night.

-What?
-Police said

her alcohol level
was twice the legal limit.

-They said what?
-Yeah.

That's crazy!

What--
What about her son?

She was alone.

[panting]

[conversation din]

Hi Carl,
I'm Detective Seagara,

this is my partner,
Detective Harris.

How you doing?

Carl, we just had
a conversation with Dr. Harper

about the unfortunate death
of Dr. Collins,

and we'd love to ask you
a couple of questions.

Sure-- sure, yeah.

When was the last time
you seen Dr. Collins?

Uh, around last night,
around 7:30.

Well, did she say
where she was going

after she left work?

Yes, she said that after

she got through
with her rounds,

she was gonna go
pick up her son.

What time
and where might she be going?

Uh, I don't know.

Well, was she ever
intoxicated at work?

Mr. Higgins?
Mr. Higgins!

Uh, um.

Was Dr. Collins
ever intoxicated on the job?

Of course not.

That's crazy,
absolutely not.

-Are you sure?
-She didn't drink.

[pen clicking]

Okay, well,
thanks a lot, Mr. Higgins.

Appreciate your time.

[footsteps thudding]

[crickets chirping]

Hello, Miss Elizabeth.

How are you feeling?

[sighs]

Bad news.

Dr. Collins was--

was in
an automobile accident.

On her way home from work.

[eerie instrumental]

[wind chime sounds]

[crying]

And she didn't make it.

[sniffling]

Detectives said
she was intoxicated.

That's impossible.

She didn't drink.

She didn't
have to die like that.

Miss Collins cared about you...

and she was
suspicious, too.

And I owe it to her.

[sighs]

To find out
what's hiding

behind those
eyes of yours.

[crying]

Tomorrow is
your court date.

I'll see you in the morning...

to get you ready.

[breathing loudly]

-Hi Carl.
-[sniffling]

I wanted to extend
my deepest condolences.

I know you
and Dr. Collins were close,

and have been working together
for a very long time.

[footsteps]

Yeah.

We were.

[footsteps]

[tense sounds]

[rustling]

[breathing loudly]

[footsteps]

[creaking]

[strange whispering sounds]

♪

[breathing loudly]

♪

[strange grunting sounds]

♪

♪

[door clicks open]

[door clicks open]

♪

[Nicolette] Come on, sis.

I know
things aren't good.

My body's rejecting
the kidney, isn't it?

[rustling]

No, that is not true.

Doctor says
sometimes it takes a while

-to accept the new organ.
-I've been through this, Bess.

My immune system
is fighting it,

I know the symptoms.

Yeah, but you
have to keep fighting.

Tired of fighting, sis.

Listen, just don't give up.

You hear me?

Promise me
you won't give up.

[wind chime sounds]

I love you.

I know you do...

but now it's my time
to watch over you, okay?

Come give me a hug,
I can't move too much.

[laughing]

[birds chirping]

-Hello, Carl.
-Hi, Dr. Harper.

I'll be back soon, I'm getting
Miss Elizabeth ready, okay?

Uh, Carl,
I want you to stay back today

and look after things here.

I'll take
one of the other orderlies

to go
to court with me.

Well, I think Miss Elizabeth

would feel better
if I was to go with her.

No, Carl,
that is not an option.

I already had Claire
get her ready,

so continue
on your rounds.

You can see her
when we come back.

Yes, Dr. Harper.

[grinding]

[Judge]
Good afternoon, everybody.

Is the defendant
in the courtroom as requested?

Yes, Your Honor.

Dr. Harper suggested

not to bring in
Ms. McMichaels until needed.

She's needed, now.

[eerie instrumental]

[Judge] And Dr. Collins?

Forgive me, Your Honor,
I thought you knew.

Dr. Collins died
in a car accident last night.

[gasping]

[footsteps]

I'm very sorry
to hear that.

We will continue
with the proceeding,

and I will
again review the notes

and earlier report

from Dr. Collins,
before rendering my decision.

[door clicks open]

[conversation din]

[clattering]

♪

[metal clanking]

[eerie instrumental stops]

Excuse me, Beth?

Hey, you got a sec?
I need a favor.

Sure, love.

-How can I help you?
-Yeah.

Uh, I heard
Dr. Collins the other day.

Oh, my God, did you hear
what happened to her?

That poor thing.

She ordered
a blood test on a miss,

-uh, Elizabeth McMichaels?
-[Beth] Okay.

And I was wondering
if the results came in yet.

Elizabeth McMichaels suffers

from a psychological disorder.

A serious mental illness
called psychosis.

She cannot tell
what is real

from what is imagined.

The main feature
of this disorder

is that unshakable belief

of something
that is not true.

For example,

her constant talk
of an intruder,

and being drugged,
and raped.

Someone with this disorder

experiences hallucinations,
visions.

Bizarre states
that may occur in real life,

such as
being followed, deceived,

or being poisoned.

Dr. Harper.

Couldn't it just
be a drug binge

and not
a mental disorder?

That the excessive
partying and drug use

of Elizabeth McMichaels,

led to her losing her child,

being so filled with hate

that she murdered
her war hero husband,

David, in cold blood.

[typing]

I'm sorry,
there haven't been any tests

run on her...

in the last two weeks
by any doctor.

-I dropped them on--
-[tapping]

[whispering]
I dropped them off myself.

-Son of a bitch.
-Is-- is everything okay?

Is--
anything I can help you with?

Yeah, listen, thank you.
Thank you.

You're welcome.

No, it could not.

Why is that, Dr. Harper?

Your Honor.

Miss Kelly.

Does that
look like someone

who is on a drug binge?

No.

The answer is no.

Elizabeth McMichaels
is delusional.

-Delusional?
-[conversation din]

-[loud thudding]
-[Judge] Order in my court.

-[hammer thudding]
-[Judge] Order in my court.

[birds chirping]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Sure, send them in.

[hanging up]

[door clicks open]

Mr. Higgins,
come on in.

-Hello, Mr. DeRosa.
-[door shuts closed]

Thank you for seeing me
on such short notice.

[Anthony] Oh,
my pleasure, have a seat, Carl.

Thank you.

They told me
you have some

important information
on Mrs. McMichaels?

Yes, sir.

What's on your mind?

[sighs]

I don't think
Miss Elizabeth is crazy.

You don't?

[Carl] No sir.

She looked
pretty crazy to me.

You see her
in court the other day?

No, I saw her when she
returned to the center.

What are your thoughts?

Were you in the service,
Mr. DeRosa?

No, I wasn't.
My dad was.

He was drafted in '68,

he served
three years in Nam.

He come home?

Yeah, thank God he did.

He's the old guy
in the office next door.

Carl, let me
ask you a question.

What does that have to do
with Mrs. McMichaels?

[rustling]

You ever heard
of a drug called...

war candy?

I brought
this information to Dr. Collins

and convinced her
to do a blood test

to see if there were any
other kind of drugs

in her system

outside of what was
prescribed for her.

-Did she?
-Yes.

What were the results?

The blood results
never came back.

Why wouldn't
there be any results?

Because Dr. Harper

removed the blood samples

before they could be tested.

For what reason?

So his colleagues
couldn't find

and expose the truth.

Which is?

What's behind her eyes.

Meaning?

Her invisible.

She could-- She could
just make them again.

Pop, Dr. Collins died

in a car accident
the other night.

Police said
she was intoxicated.

That's a lie.

I mean,
Miss Collins never drank.

In all the years
we worked together,

I've never seen her
touch any type of alcohol.

So, different situations
could change that, Carl.

No, no,
she wouldn't even sip champagne

at our holiday parties.

Her father
was an alcoholic.

It killed her.

and she swore
that she would

never do that to her son.

So what do you think
happened, Carl?

Harper.

After he removed
the blood samples...

he knew...

that he had to sign it.

So, he drove off the road,

shot her up
with some kind of drug

that made it seem like
she had some kind of

high level
of alcohol in her system.

What about you, Carl,

they're not worried
about you talking?

[thudding]

He probably figured
who going to listen

to an old ass orderly,

who's been living around

a bunch of crazy
all his life.

-[scoffs]
-Hey, I might be next.

Oh, but why would
Dr. Harper wanna do all this?

I don't know.

[sighs]

I mean, ever since he's been
at Bellguard, it's like,

Miss Elizabeth
has been regressing

to the point that Dr. Collins
has been getting worried

about her physical health.

I mean, it's like when...

Miss Elizabeth sees Harper...

it's like
she sees the devil.

She looked possessed
in court the other day.

I seen him
in her room the night before.

And the next day,

he told me
that he didn't want me

to go
to court with them.

And he wouldn't even
let me see Miss Elizabeth.

Now, whatever it was...

that he
was giving her...

leading up to that,
made her act that way.

For all to see.

[eerie sounds]

Well, maybe we could
petition the court

to get
a new blood test.

On what grounds?

Harper's too smart for that.

I mean,
I bet right now he's--

he already began
to wean her off

of whatever it was
that he was giving her.

I don't see
what else we could do

without the blood test results.

[rustling]

What's this?

The third blood sample

that Dr. Collins took
the night she died.

Something or someone...

made me keep it.

It cost her her life.

I guess he's not
as smart as he thought.

Even if we get this tested,

and it shows a high level

of some
crazy dangerous drug,

they still can't prove

Dr. Harper was behind it.

But you know what?
It's a start.

Dr. Harper.

Needs to be stopped
no matter what,

before he kills
Miss Elizabeth.

[eerie instrumental plays]

♪

[grinding]

[paper rustling]

[eerie sounds playing]

♪

[phone ringing]

-Hello?
-[Green] Hello, Dr. Harper?

-Yes.
-This is Stuart Green.

The judge ruled
that Elizabeth McMichaels

is not mentally fit
to stand trial.

She will remain
at Bellguard

for the conceivable future.

Thank you for calling,
Mr. Green.

-You have a good evening.
-[Mr. Green] You too.

[hanging up]

[eerie sounds]

[rustling]

[creaking]

[inhaling sounds]

[eerie instrumental]

♪

[creaking]

♪

[ripping noise]

[suspenseful instrumental]

[clock ticking]

♪

[footsteps]

♪

♪

[door clicks open]

[grinding]

[door slams closed]

[grinding]

[clattering]

Hello Bess.

[chains clattering]

I-- I came
to give you the good news.

[keys clattering]

The judge ruled
you are mentally incompetent

to stand trial.

You will not be
going to prison

for the rest of your life,

or getting
the electric chair

for killing your decorated
war hero husband.

[chains clattering]

You will remain
right here at Bellguard

under my care
for the rest of your life.

[whimpering]

[Elizabeth crying]

[chains clattering]

[exhaling loudly]

Man...

what memories
these smokes bring back.

On short leave,
your husband and I

used to go out
into the town,

buy a pack
of these Iraqi cigarettes

and have a real good time
with the locals.

Their tobacco is potent.

I remember the first time
I saw a photo of you.

David had
just received a letter,

and pulled it out
from an envelope.

From afar,
I could see this

hot body of yours,

and this
beautiful face and smile.

I grabbed
that photo from him,

I pick it up,
and I looked,

and I knew right then,

right there,
I had to have you.

[Elizabeth] You killed him.

[crying]

I had to see you
with my own eyes,

so I backed off talking
about you so much to David.

And I started to play
into his thoughtful side,

as the holidays approached.

Told him

I wasn't going
stateside for the holidays,

since I have
no family to go home to.

[laughter]

David bought that story
hook, line, and sinker.

He was so gullible,

but such
a good human being.

It was then that I started
administering my drug to you.

I added it wherever I could
around your house.

And once
I saw it taking effect,

I knew it was time
to make my first house call

and finally get
what I have been dying to feel

since I saw
that hot body in the picture.

You gave me
the biggest hard on.

[laughing]

Oh, my God.

It was amazing!

All those dreams
I had of making love to you,

could never live up

to how I felt
when I was in you.

[exhaling loudly]

-[clattering]
-[whimpering]

You see, Bess...

David didn't
have to die.

Neither did your baby.

You could have divorced David,
and I would've--

I would've
raised your baby

and loved him
as my own.

[crying]

But no!
You had to keep fighting me!

You had to
keep fighting me!

None of this had to happen!
None of this had to happen!

[crying]

[Elizabeth] You killed him.

You killed my baby.

-[crying]
-[grinding]

I didn't know David was
going to show up that night.

When I heard him
call out to you,

I knew
I had to do something.

But then to my surprise,
you didn't listen.

[clattering]

You killed
David for me.

[strange noises]

[smashing noise]
Why did you kill me?

Why did you do it?

[clattering]

[Elizabeth] You killed him,
You killed my baby.

You meant to kill David.

He didn't want you anymore,
you took him out of the picture

so we could be together.

Nice, nice.

Liar!

-[thudding]
-I do not lie.

Murderer. Murderer.

I knew how much more
you loved and wanted me.

How much more I entertain you.

[screaming]

[coughing]

In order to make it
look like it was David

you were having sex with
anytime we were together,

and especially
that night you killed him.

[panting]

I would
always carry your husband's

sperm sample with me.

Now,
getting it was the hard part.

I would have to
have David so fucked up,

like, really fucked up,

and then have one of
the local girls jerk him off

so I could
collect the samples.

[Elizabeth]
You're a liar! I hate you!

And-- and Dr. Margaret!

Dr. Margaret,
she didn't have to die either.

But she had to get
so suspicious, and--

and come
and draw your blood!

-[Elizabeth] You monster.
-[scoffs]

Good thing I intercepted her
and the testing

or who knows
what would have come from it?

[panting]

[Elizabeth] You're a monster.

You see
how hard I had to work, Bess,

for us to be together?

[Elizabeth] I hate you.

I took another man's job
so I could protect you.

Do you realize that?

I hate you.

I hate you.

Well, I didn't know
that this would happen.

Now, we'll make
the best of it, won't we?

[grunting screams]

[thudding]

No.

Bess.

Bess, one--
once you accept the fact

that we are
going to be together...

it's going to be
really beautiful.

And good.

I--

And I think some--
I-- I--

I will lower your doses,

so we have lots of
enjoyable sex together.

[tense sounds]

But we'll have fun.
We'll have our own baby!

Our own baby.

[laughs]

We'll create
a family in our house

with a fence,
and a dog!

And as they say,
we will live

happily ever after.

[clattering]

I hope you appreciate

what I had to do
to be with you.

[Elizabeth]
I hate you. I hate you.

-[crying]
-I have some errands to run.

I will come back later
to check on you.

[grunting]

[suspenseful instrumental]

[Elizabeth] I hate you!

I hate you,
I hate you, I hate you.

-[screaming]
-I hate you.

[crying]

You killed him!

You killed him.

[crying]

You killed my baby.

You killed my baby!

I hate you!

[crying]

Please, somebody.

Please, somebody help!

[crying]

[eerie instrumental]

[crying]

[suspenseful music plays]

[lighter igniting]

[inhaling]

♪

[rustling]

[chugging noise]

♪

[phone vibrating]

-Hello.
-[Anthony] Hey Carl,

it's Anthony DeRosa.

Listen, you were right.

Blood test results
showed a high level

of a hallucinogenic drug, LSD,

and a drug called VZ.

Now it doesn't prove
Harper's behind it,

but we can
go to a judge

with this new evidence
and try to get them

to authorize more testing
in another facility.

Yeah.

[Anthony] Carl, listen,
don't do anything crazy.

We just need a little
more time, but we can get him.

[Carl] There is no more time.

[Anthony] Carl, Elizabeth is
gonna need someone she trusts

to find her way back home.

[phone vibrating]

♪

[car door clicks open & shuts]

[engine starts]

[eerie chord plays]

♪

[car engine humming]

[police siren]

[suspenseful
instrumental plays]

[door clicks open]

Thomas Harper?

Um, yes?

Or should I say
Dr. Nick Norman?

Um...

I'm sorry.

-[creaking]
-I think you're mistaken.

My name is Thomas Harper.

[rustling]

Your fingerprints
say otherwise, Doc.

Dr. Norman...

you are under arrest

for the murder
of Dr. Margaret Collins,

David McMichaels
and his stillborn child.

Rape and criminal
battery assault,

and the drugging,
torture and false imprisonment

of Elizabeth McMichaels.

All right, Doc,
let's go, stand up.

Hands behind your back.

I bet you we got many
more charges to add to that.

Do you have any proof,
Detective Seagara?

In your own words, Doctor.

[thudding]

[Dr. Harper's voice
on recorder] Dr. Margaret?

Dr. Margaret,
she didn't have to die either.

But she had to
get so suspicious,

and come
to draw your blood.

-[trip-hop instrumental]
-Let's go.

You have
the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be held against you

in a court of law.

You have
the right to an attorney.

If you cannot
afford an attorney,

the court
will appoint you one.

♪

♪

[birds chirping]

[birds chirping]

[chair clattering]

Carl.

Hello, Miss Elizabeth.

Ladies.

Wow...

you look great.

So, how you feeling?

Better now.

Good.

Thank you so much for coming.

Well, I needed
to see you off, going home.

I don't know
if I'm ready.

You are ready.

[rustling]

I want you to have this.

Carl, this is beautiful.

But I can't accept this.

Look...

you're one
of the bravest people

that I've
ever met in my life.

And if anyone
deserves that medal...

it's you.

Thank you.

And please,
call me Bess.

Okay, Miss Bess.

I heard you retired.

Yeah.

I couldn't
continue to work there

after all
that had happened, you know?

So, uh...

I figured
I'd buy me a fishing pole.

And I like to fish.

Well then I'll buy two.

[laughs]

Now, you know
I'm going to continue

to check up on you
like I always did.

I wouldn't want it
any other way.

Good.

[sighs]

Come here.

Wait.

[rustling]

You know,
you give a lady a proper hug...

Lance Corporal Higgins.

Oh, look at you!

Wow, come here.

Thank you so much,
my friend.

And thank you
for not giving up.

[soft guitar music]

♪

Lance Corporal Carl Higgins.

Always at your service, ma'am.

♪ Staring at the distant

♪ Sunlight through the trees

♪ Path of least resistance

♪ Carried in your breeze

♪ All I feel in this life

♪ And all I have to say

♪ Never learned
the questions ♪

♪ I'd ask you anyway

♪ All I've done

♪ Come what may

♪ Buried all my sorrows

♪ To live another day

♪ Sing your song

♪ Let it play

♪ Tell my stories

♪ Of how I overcame

♪ How I overcame

♪

♪ Change my IV

♪ 'Cause my
hands are shaking ♪

♪ Place gives me the creeps

♪ Feel my chest caving in

♪ All I've done

♪ Come what may

♪ Buried all my sorrows

♪ To live another day

♪ Sing your song

♪ Let it play

♪ Tell my stories

♪ Of how I overcame

♪

♪

♪ Better start talking

♪ [indistinct]

♪ Spend the rest
of your life ♪

♪ In a place of dismay

♪ Finally coming down

♪ And on my way back up

♪ Nobody believes me

♪ I don't give a--

♪ All I've done

♪ Come what may

♪ Buried all my sorrow

♪ To live another day