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(wind blowing)

(light country music)

- Tom.

Hello, ma'am.

- Hello, preacher.

- How are you?

- I'm fine.

Want to see the menu?

- No, I think I'll just have the usual.

- All right.

(country music continues)

- Kinda slow, isn't it?

- I hear they are calling for rain.

(frog croaking)

- I will cause distress onto men

for they have sinned

against the Lord.

And their blood shall run out as the dust.

And their flesh, as dung.

(suspenseful music)
(wind blowing)

(thunder crashing)

- You have come among us to
cleanse the world, my son.

(thunder crashing)

- And by blood.

(screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping)

- Hello.

I'm Dan, uh, Dr. Daniel Potter.

I had an appointment
with Dr. Bain at 10:30.

But my car broke down, I
couldn't get to a phone.

Hope I can still see him.

- I'm afraid you can't see Dr. Bain.

- Oh.

Um, well,

do you have any idea, when
I might be able to see him?

- You cant see him at all.

- Why, isn't he here?
- No, he's here.

- Oh, then, um,

you have any idea when he'll be free?

- Leo's always free.

- Is he free now?

- He's always free.

- Then why cant I see him?

- Because he's invisible.

- [Marissa] Melody was a receptionist

before she was admitted here.

Its good therapy for her.

- Thanks for coming to my rescue anyway.

- No problem.

I felt the same way when I first got here.

Everything seems turned upside down

but when you see the results...

- I know.

It's...
- Scumbag.

- Shh.

- His work is really incredible.

- It's like a miracle the
way he gets through to people

everyone else has written off.

His methods may seem a little
bizarre, but they work.

I've been here since Leo founded
the hospital six years ago.

Feels like forever.

Have you actually met him yourself?

- No, no, just on the phone.

But I think were gonna
understand each other.

- Well, be prepared for anything.

He's very unique.

(birds chirping)

Leo?

This is Dr. Potter.

- I know.

I know.

Great to see you, Dan.

- Oh, Leo.

(laughing)

Thanks.

- So now tell me.

What are you experiencing?

- Well, actually, I, haven't had much

of a chance to react yet.

I was a little amused by
your receptionist though.

- What happened?

- Nothing, it's just that when
I asked if I could see you

she said you were invisible.

- To Melody, I am invisible.

- Sounds like Bain is
completely off the wall.

- That's quite possible.

He does get results though.

- [Nell] Maybe that's your problem, hon.

- What's that?

- Maybe you gotta be a little
crazy to be a good shrink.

(crockery clatters)

Yikes.
- Oh, Deb!

- Oh, God, Dan.

- It's all right, I'll
just make another one.

- You know, a little bit of Krazy Glue

and you'd never know this was broken.

- Better get epoxy.

- [Dan] What's the matter with Krazy Glue?

- You could get your
fingers stuck together.

Then you'd have to go to the hospital.

- Oh, come on, don't get serious.

- I am serious.

I read about it in the National Enquirer.

- When do you read the National Enquirer?

Wait a, wait a minute,
will you wait a minute?

Where does she read the National Enquirer?

- Don't ask me.

I cant keep up with her.

- What was this thing anyway?

- Matching flower vase.

What about these guys
on the third floor?

- Guys on the third floor,

oh, I don't know.

I haven't met them yet.

They sound like a pretty
rough bunch though.

- I don't see why you
cant have a nice office

and treat neurotics
like everybody else.

- Well, guess I just prefer psychopaths.

What else can I say?

(light piano music)

(suspenseful music)

(alarm blaring)

(birds chirping)

- As far as I'm concerned,

those men on the third
floor are voyagers too.

The state wouldn't let me keep them here

unless I had maximum security.

I said no.

No way.

I'm running a haven
here, not a jail house.

So we have this special security system

on the third floor only.

No bars.

All run by electricity.

- Aren't these men still
potentially violent?

- What do you expect?

It's a violent society.

Anyway, they've passed that
point on their journey.

They're working through other things now.

Actually what I feel
about all this crap is

they are better off in there.

Too scary outside.

They wouldn't survive.

(machine buzzing)

- Hey, Leo.

- What do you say, Ray?

This is Ray Curtis.

Dan Potter, Ray is the floor monitor.

- Hey, Ray.

How you doing?

- How you doing?

- Everything all right today?

- So far.

Hawkes set off the window
alarm again last night.

- Oh.

- But, uh, aside from that, uh,

everything is cool.

- Good.

- Uh, good luck.

- Thanks, Ray.

- Frank Hawkes.

Frank Hawkes was a
prisoner of war in Somalia.

So its important for him to feel that

he knows the way out wherever he is.

Hello, friends.

This is Dan Potter.

He's gonna be helping
you along for a while.

- Where's Harry Merton?

- Dr. Merton had to leave to
help people somewhere else.

- Dan, this is Ronald Elster.

- [Dan] Hi, Ronald.

- [Bain] Colonel Frank Hawkes.

- [Dan] Frank.

- This is Byron Sutcliff.

- Hi, Byron.

- Byron used to be a minister.

He's very deeply into
his own space just now.

Our friend over there is John Skaggs.

- [Dan] That's the bleeder?

- [Bain] Oh yes.

John doesn't particularly like

to show his face to strangers.

- Well, Dr. Bain has told me

how much you all admired Harry Merton.

Uh, unfortunately, he did have
to leave and I'm here now.

Well, I guess, I'll see you later.

- Dr. Potter!

Happy, trails.

- I hear you, Frank.

(door closes)

(suspenseful music)

- Potter, killed,

Harry Merton.

Now,

Potter wants to kill us.

- He that smiteth a man that he die

shall surely be put to death.

- We'll kill Potter when he comes back.

- Not here.

- [Man] Where?

- Outside.

- We cant get out.

- We'll get out,

when the time is right.

(dog barking)

- Dan, I really wish you'd pick up Toni.

- You know, this is gonna
be a tough day for me.

She can get a taxi at the airport.

She'll be fine.

- I just don't know if I
can handle her by myself.

That's all.

- Oh, come on.

Sure you can.

- Are you finished with this?

- Yeah.

- You know, the last time you saw Toni,

she wasn't feeling very well.

- No foolin'.

- All right.

Look, I've talked to her on the phone

and I've spoken to her doctor.

She's fine.

She's probably better off now

than she was before the
whole thing happened.

- I hope so.

- Breakdowns can sometimes
be very cleansing.

Why don't you give her a chance?

She's a great girl, you know.

- Don't you think you better
get dressed for school?

- As soon as I finish.

- Ah, when might that be?

- As long as it takes.

I don't speed read, you know.

- Well, you better start.

- Free yourself up, Dan.

Come on.

Loosen yourself up.

You're not at Payne Whitney anymore.

We don't lock people up here

and fry their brains with electricity.

Sit down.

People here aren't called patients.

They are voyagers.

Uh, do you mind if I smoke?

- No, not if you need to.

- Need to?

I don't need to.

I want to.

Oregon sinsemilla.

Its a great herb.

Oh, boy.

You see, Dan, what the medical
gang calls schizophrenics

are people who've taken a journey

into the inmost reaches of the psyche.

Most psychiatrists haven't
the guts to follow them there.

But I believe in you, Dan.

I believe in you.

Always remember what
the Hindu mystic said.

"Mind, moving fast, is crazy.

Mind slow is saint.

Mind stopped,

is God."

(doorbell buzzes)

- Ray, this is quite nice.

Quite nice.

- Thank you.

Have a seat.

- Sure.

- Would you, uh,
like some herbal tea?

- Oh, no, thanks.

No, thanks.

- That's cool.

Dr. Potter, Hawkes says that
you killed the last doctor.

So, they're going to kill you back.

- Okay.

- So, what are you gonna do?

- Nothing.

What you described to me

is actually pretty common
among people in treatment.

A man like Hawkes, I
mean he's got a problem.

Paranoia.

He can't accept the fact that Harry Merton

would leave for another job.

- Well, that all sounds fine

in psychiatry class, Dr. Potter.

But I'm telling you that these guys

are very very intense, man.

Check this out.

(door closes)

(suspenseful music)

Electricity, man.

The only thing that separates
me from them is electricity.

(knocking on door)

- Byron, hi.

- I need a match, doctor.

- You know you're not supposed
to have matches, Byron.

- Leo lets me have 'em.

- Then you should go and ask Leo.

- I will send my anger upon thee

and judge thee according to thy ways

and recompense upon thee
all thy abominations.

- Hey, preacher, my man...

- Don't you call me preacher.

(both shouting)

- We can talk about this later.

Okay, Byron.

- The end is come.

It watcheth for thee.

- Fucking maniacs, man.

(all chattering)

- My intestines come up out of my body.

They wrap around the bed
and grab me by the throat

and try to strangle me.

- Excuse me.

Leo, I need a match.

- A match?

Sure.

Keep the pack.

- Then I have to say the Lord's
prayer backwards three times

or else my body turns into porcelain.

- Well,

Mave, this is what you do.

The next time you feel
your intestine coming out,

just move your hands in
front of your face

three times, like that.

Yes, and then the
intestines will stay inside.

And you won't turn to porcelain.

I promise.

- Thank you, doctor.

(man shouting)

- Oh.

(all shouting)

- Oh, excuse me, ma'am.

(all shouting)

Byron, Byron.

Byron.

(whispering indistinctly)

Can somebody get him another shirt?

- I'll take care of it, Leo.

- Leo.
- Huh?

- Can I ask you what it was
that you just said to him?

- I told him if he didn't
stop all this nonsense

I would hoist him up
and cut him in half.

(chuckling)

Sometimes you have to
be forceful with him.

(suspenseful music)

- Hey, girl.

How are ya?

- Fabulous.

Look at me.

You got a great house.

And you got lots and lots of
land that's really really good.

You got any Rastafarians around?

- Who?

- You know, reggae, Rastafarians.

I'm into music now.

Really into music.

I started playing the drums.

I met a guy.

He's a guitar player...

- Wait, slow down, okay.

Let's take your stuff inside.

I'll show you to your room and
you can tell me everything.

Okay?

- Sorry, I'm just excited.

- No, don't be sorry.

I'm excited too.

Come on.

Excuse the mess.

- Looks great.

Where's Lyla?

- She's at school.

She'll be home around three.

- She know I'm here?

- Oh, yeah!

She's really excited.

Put your stuff in this
chest if you want to.

- Sure.

- So,

How are you, hon?

- I'm fine.

Really, I'm fine.

There's no problem.

- You look great.

- Thanks.

Hey, there's a dynamite band

that's playing at Springwood this weekend.

I was thinking of taking
you and Danny to see it.

What do you think?

(laughing)

- I don't know about Dan.

- If he doesn't wanna go,
we could drag him along.

We could go single.

- I'm really glad you're here, you know.

- Yeah, I know.

- Frank.

Frank, do you have a minute?

- I have years, doctor.

- You were pretty close to
Harry Merton, weren't you?

- Why?

- Harry says you were.

Have you been in contact with
him at all since he left?

- Why should I be?

- You're good friends.

You wanna stay in touch.

- Ah, if we were friends,
I suppose we might.

- You know where he is though?

- Some place in Philadelphia.

Look,

ah, I find this line of interrogation

fairly meaningless.

What is your point?

- There is no point.

Just wanted to touch base, that's all.

- Oh, hm, you know,
you shouldn't take

Ray Curtis too seriously, doctor.

He's not very reliable.

- Why do you say that?

- He's too high strung.

But that doesn't mean
that he's a bad person.

That's just his trip.

Like Bain says,

Fatty's trip is to rape little girls.

Preacher likes to set fire to churches.

That's his trip.

Unfortunately, he does it
when there are people inside.

I'm here

'cause I enjoy the social life.

There are no crazy people, doctor.

We are all just on vacation.

- I hear that the Havens really far out.

- No, no.

The Haven is not far out.

- No, tell her about the bleeder, hon.

- I haven't seen my
sister in over six months.

- Ah, come on.

What's a bleeder?

- We rushed through dinner
to go to this God knows...

- What's the bleeder?

- You remember in the newspaper

about three or four years ago

this guy went around
strangling everybody.

When he did, he got a nose bleed.

He's got him.

- Oooh, he's there?

- He's got this other guy,
a 400 pound child molester...

- Nell, will you stop it,

I don't wanna talk about work.

I'd like to talk to my sister.

- Honey, she's gonna be here for a week.

- I'm not ready for this.

I wouldn't drive this
far to see my analyst.

- Oh, come on, Danny.

This is a really great band.

They came all the way from
New York to Springwood.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

You're really gonna like them.

And they have a good reputation.

- Who are they?

- - They're called the Sick Fucks.

- Oh, my God.
- Danny, come on.

They're really good.

- Are they loud?
- Of course, they're loud.

You cant appreciate it unless it's loud.

(rock music)

- Hey.
- Hey, how you doin?

- Uh-uh.

- Hey, that's my brother.

- It's 18 bucks.

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

- You cannot be serious.

- They're crazy.

- Definitely not.

I have enough insanity in my life.

I don't wanna pay for it.

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

Bearable, bearable,

barely, barely.

- Where the hell did she go?

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

- Its penetrating!

- Are you still in bed?

Turn down that racket!

Clean up that pigsty!

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop, chop up your mother ♪

♪ Chop chop ♪

- [Man] What the fuck is going on here?

- Well, God has heard my prayers.

(laughing)

- What the fuck!

Come on.

Shit!

No goddamn juice in the goddamn club.

- [Woman] Oh, my God!

Its a blackout.

(crowd chattering)

- What the hell is this?

- Danny, what if it's a blackout?

- Don't worry, sweetheart.

It's not necessarily a
blackout everywhere

just because the lights went out here.

(crowd shouting)

(suspenseful music)

- I made the lights go out.

- [Man] Officials at the
Fairwell Nuclear Power Plant

continue to deny rumors
that the power failure

is due to a malfunction
in the nuclear reactor.

- Wow, they're lying.

This is another Three Mile Island.

We gotta get out of here.

- [Man] The blackout is
either an act of sabotage

or an act of God.

- Lets get out of here.
- Oh, shit.

Shit!

(suspenseful music)

(footsteps thudding)

(metal clanking)

Hey, fellas.

Hey.

Hey, we're friends, right?

I mean, look, listen.

I have stood behind you, man.

All the way down the line.

That's the truth.

I am your friend, all right?

Say away, stay away.

Get back.

Oh.

Wait, wait.

Hey, man.

Look, look,

Don't, man,

This is a joke, right?

- Blasphemer.

(Byron shouting indistinctly)

- That is right, that is right.

I am a sinner, man.

That's the truth.

His,

I'm a sinner, man.

I know, I, look,

that's the truth, all right.

Please, just forgive me.

(grunting)

(Ray grunting)

(back cracking)

- It will be better not to give him glory

when one of their great has fallen.

He's become a harbinger of evil.

Evil, evil.

(dramatic music)

(woman screaming)

- Jesus.

(suspenseful music)

(glass shatters)

(grunting)

- [Byron] Let's go.

(tires screeching)

(suspenseful music)

(indistinct murmuring)

- Bunky, honey.

- Oh, hi.

Hi, Mrs. Potter.

- Hows Lyla?
- Mm, uh.

She's terrific.

- Phone seems to be working okay.

- We were watching TV in the kitchen.

A little while later, the TV
and everything just went dead.

- I don't seem to be able
to get through to The Haven.

- You know, I hope they don't
fix the blackout too soon.

It's sort of fun.

(suspenseful music)
(crowd shouting)

- Hold it.

Stay right where you are.

What's your business here?

- I'm the doctor here.

What's going on?

- Two men were killed.

- What?

- The auxiliary generator conked out

and The Bleeder and a
couple of the others

just waltzed right outta here.

- Jesus.

Who, uh, who did they kill?

- Well, the guard they had...

- Ray Curtis?

- Right, and the doctor.

- Not Bain?

- [Officer] No, no, Larkin
or something like that.

- Um, where are the men now?

- All we know is they stole a car

and they're wearing
their hospital outfits.

They shouldn't be too hard to catch.

(suspenseful music)
(all shouting)

(glass shattering)

- What the...

(glass shattering)

(glass shattering)

- [Nell] Oh, my God.

- [Toni] What's wrong?

- Do you see this ice cream?

- Ew, that's the worst.

- That's ridiculous.

Let's have a health fruit sundae.

(intense music)
(all screaming)

Oh, my God.

Lyla!

God, you scared us to death.

Why aren't you in bed?

(Lyla laughing)

- You've been smoking pot again?

You know its no good for you.

- Oh, well.

Why don't you go back to bed

and well be more quiet.

We promise.

- Aunt Toni will tuck you in.

- [All] Goodnight.

- Are you afraid of the dark?

- Sometimes.

Aren't you?

- No.

- Not ever?

- No.

Maybe when I was a kid.

I don't remember.

- When I was a little kid,

I was scared to death
to be alone in the dark.

I always knew that there
was something I couldn't see

that wanted to get me.

In the closet,

or outside the window.

But the worst thing of all
was the thing under the bed.

- What kind of thing?

- I never knew.

But I was terrified if my foot hung over

the end of the bed, a hand
or a claw would come out

and grab me,

so I would wrap myself up in the blanket

and make sure nothing stuck out

and then, uh, I knew I was safe.

- Then you must have been
a pretty mixed up kid.

- Yeah, maybe.

(suspenseful music)
(all shouting)

(intense music)

(man gurgling)

- [Frank] He's, he's bleeding.

(siren wailing)

(woman screaming)

- [Nell] All right, big kiss.

Hi, everybody.
- Hi.

- Bye.

Have a good day.

See you later.

I love you.
- Bye.

(birds chirping)

(ominous music)

- [Frank] That,

I want, that.

(Byron laughing)

(tires screeching)

(laughing)

- What're you, some kind of asshole?

(laughing)

(ominous music)

(tires screeching)

(car thudding)

- Hey, Nell.

- So, how you doing?
- Incredible.

So, what do you think, huh?

- Ah, well, it's nice.

- Nice?

- Yeah.

- I mean, don't you think it's incredible?

- It's good.

- Don't you think it says something?

- Yeah.

It does, it's good.

Very good.

You really wanna go to this demonstration?

- [Toni] Yeah.

- There's gonna be state
troopers there, you know?

- You gotta stand up for what
you believe in, you know?

- Yeah, I know.

Okay, so, how about a poster for me?

(water running)

- This one is for you.

Wait till you see mine.

- Okay.

(knocking on door)

(ominous music)

- I have a telegram for Dr. Potter.

- Well, he's not in.

I'll take it.

- I may only give it to him.

- Well, I'm his wife.

I think you can give it to me.

- When will he return?
- I don't know.

Sometime this afternoon.

You wanna come back later?

- You can rest assured, I will.

- Can you believe that guy?
- Weird.

- Where do they get these guys from!

(Nell chuckles)

- Okay now.

Please bear with us, everybody.

And we'll be through as soon as we can.

Has anybody seen David,
Lisa or Sunshine?

- I love the sunshine.
- Shut up.

- [Marissa] Maybe you can help us.

- He loves me.

- I know he loves you.

Everybody loves you, Judith.

- Okay, that's it.

Thank you, everybody.

You've been really helpful.

You can go.

- All right, children.

There's a barbecue on the lawn.

Is that the Sibelius
you're playing on that?

Bye-bye, children.

Bye-bye, Fred.

Bye, Perry.

Bye, Mavis.

Bye, bye-bye.

Goodbye.

(patients chattering)

- So were still missing six, Leo.

Not counting the men from the third floor.

- Those men were moving along so well.

Now, I suppose the authorities

will close the whole operation down.

(Marissa sighs)

They don't understand.

The men's violence is a cry of pain.

But nobody hears it.

- The three men they
murdered heard them, Leo.

- What exactly are you trying to say, Dan?

- Don't you think that you've lost sight,

they've killed three people, Leo.

- He has a point, Leo.
- All right, they're crazy.

Isn't everybody?

(knocking on door)

- Mom.

(knocking on door)

Mom.

(Lyla sighing)

(ominous music)

Wheres my mother?

- She's not here.

She asked me to take care
of you till she gets back.

- Are you a babysitter?

- That's right.

- Where do you live?

- In Springwood.

Your mother said we
should go up to your room

until she gets home.

- I don't wanna go to my room.

- Come on, cutie.

- Don't call me cutie.

(Lyla sighing)

- We can have a lot of fun up there.

- How come my mother called
you instead of Bunky?

- Bunky wasn't home.

You got paper in your room?

Why?

- I'll tell you in a minute.

You got scissors?

I can show you how to
make any kind of thing

in the world out of paper.

Finish your milk and we'll go upstairs.

Okay?

I promise I won't try to
hold your hand again.

- Excuse me?

Excuse me, officer?

May I make a phone call, please.

It's my turn.

I've been waiting here for an hour now.

- I told you.

You'll have to wait your turn

like everybody else.

- No, you don't understand.

My little girl's coming home from school.

There's nobody there to meet her.

I'd like to call my husband.

He's a doctor.

- Look, lady, everybody's got problems.

You should've thought of that
before you broke the law.

- What do you mean?

Come on.

- When this plant blows up,
your ass is gonna go with it.

Your kids are gonna melt down.

Its really...

- Come on, missy.

- I can take care of myself.

- Okay.

I'm ahead of you for the phone.

You can have my place.

- You don't have to do that.

- She'll go in my place, all right?

- Thank you, thank you very much.

- Let's go, make it quick.

- What, you get hit by a cop?

- Mm-hm.

Forgot to duck.

- My brother's a doctor,
he should check it out.

- No.

That's okay.

- No, really.

He should check it out.

(phone ringing)

- Hello.
- Hi, Bunky.

Its Dr. Potter.

- Oh, hi.

- [Dan] Listen, I'd like you
to do me a really big favor.

I'm stuck at the Haven and
my wife just got arrested

at the nuclear demonstration.

She can't get home for a while.

We're a little worried about Lyla.

- Oh, well.

I'll go see how she's doing.

- [Dan] Great.

Thanks.

- Lyla.

Lyla.

(dramatic music)

(light creaking)

Lyla's fine.

She's napping.

I didn't want to wake her.

- [Dan] Oh, that's great.

- So, uh, do you want me to stay

until you and Mrs. Potter get back?

- [Dan] If you wouldn't mind, uh,

it will be couple of hours.

- Oh, that's no problem.

Well, I'll, I'll see
you when you get back.

- [Dan] I'll see you and thanks really.

- That's okay.

Bye.
- I'll see you.

(dog barking)

- Bunky?

(suspenseful music)

(Billy whistling)

Bunky?

- What took you so long?

We've only got an hour now.

(Bunky laughing excitedly)

(laughing)

(laughing)

(clattering)

Hold it.

- What's the matter now?

- Didn't you hear that?

- What?

- I heard a noise.

- Oh, come on.

- Uh, come on.

I said stop it.

I heard a noise.

- What kind of noise?

- I, I think it came from
that closet over there.

- Well, maybe its the cat.

- They don't have a cat.

- So what am I supposed to do?

- Well, look in the closet.

- And then you'll be happy?

- Yes.

- You want me to do anything else?

You wanna hear the
Gettysburg Address again?

- Please.

- Okay, okay.

(suspenseful music)

I mean, this is ridiculous.

Okay?

(intense music)

- Billy?

Billy?

(Bunky screaming)

(Billy screaming)

(Bunky screaming)

Oh, God.

(Bunky crying)

(whimpering)

(screaming)

(man grunting)

(whimpering)

(Bunky gagging)

(police radio chattering)

- He was real nice.

He made these little these little bird...

- Dan, what happened?

- Hi, sweetheart.

There's nothing to worry about.

Just a scare.

Uh, Detective Burnett,

this is my wife, Nell.

- Hi.
- Hi.

What happened?

- One of the men from The
Haven who escaped is here.

- What?

- Don't worry.

Lyla's fine.

He didn't do anything.

- He didn't do anything?

He was here, wasn't he?

- Excuse me.

I'll talk to you later.

- Actually, Lyla said he was very nice.

He showed her how to make
some things out of paper.

Then he went away, and
she took her nap.

- Oh, well, that's just great.

- Well, actually I'm, uh,

I'm pretty relieved that
that's all that happened.

He didn't touch her,
he didn't do anything.

- Why was he here then?

- I suppose he wanted to talk to me.

He must trust me.

- What do you mean "talk?"

You're gonna have a tea party?

- Sweetheart, that's not doing any good.

- Hey, hey, hey.

Tom, this is my brother, Danny.

Danny, this is Tom.

- Hi.

Tom Smith.

- Hi, how do you do?

- Tom's the guy that gave
us a lift home from jail.

- Lyla.
- Howdy.

- As you see, he literally got
busted at the demonstration.

(Tom chuckles)

- Well, looks like y'all
have your hands pretty full.

Guess I better be going.

- Oh, hold on.

We told Tom he could stay for dinner.

He's a real nice guy.

- Yeah, he is nice.

He's the guy in jail

who gave me his turn, so I could call you.

I wouldn't mind having another
man around here tonight.

- Sure.

It's fine with me.

- Sir, we found two set of footprints

going out the back of the house.

Then we lost 'em in the woods.

- Did the girls car ever turn up?

- Nothing so far.
- Girl, what girl?

- Uh, nobody seems to know
where Bunky is.

- Oh, my God!
- Come on, Nell.

She's probably out somewhere
with her boyfriend.

Apparently, he did come by to pick her.

- Oh Jesus.

Her mom must be going out of her mind.

- Sorry to bother you, Mrs. Potter,

but your husband's probably right.

Under these circumstances, we have to be

a little more careful about things

that ordinarily wouldn't
amount to anything.

If you should hear anything
funny, just give us a call.

We'll get somebody out here right away.

Okay.

- Wait a minute, Jim.

We already have an extra plate for dinner

so why don't you join us?

You can handle it, cant you, Nell?

- Sure.
- Well-

- Come on, we make some
pretty good food around here.

(dog barking)

(phone ringing)

- Why do you suppose Dan
isn't answering his telephone?

- Maybe they went out.
- Where did they go to?

(sighs)

You'd think in the circumstances,

the restaurants would all be closed, mm?

- You're probably right.

- You don't think he's
deliberately not answering

the phone because he thinks
I'm trying to reach him.

- I wouldn't rule it out, Leo.

He was being kind of
hostile this afternoon.

Maybe he's acting out.

- Do you really think so?

- Well, I wouldn't take it personally.

He was very tired.

(dramatic music)

- Yeah, I grew up in San Diego.

Grew up sailing boats.

Got interested in racing tactics.

And then went to USC
and majored in geology.

(laughing)

So that's when I first
started getting interested

in wind powers and
alternate energy source.

Turns out, an old buddy from
Springwood had the same ideas

so, uh, here I am.

- Making windmills?

- Yeah, that's right.

- It's better than tilting at them.

(chuckling)

(Lyla sighing)

- So you can actually run
a house off a windmill?

- That depends on the needs of the house

and how much wind you get.

- How much power does the
average setup generate?

- Hmm?

- How much power does the
average setup generate?

(distant clattering)

- What was that?

- What?

- That sound.

Didn't you hear that?

- Yeah, I heard it.
- But what was it?

- All right, Nell, I know were a little

on the edge here tonight

but let's take it easy, okay?

And this is an old house.

There are all kinds of sounds.

They're in and out of this house.

And if were anxious, were
gonna start to imagine

that we hear things
that aren't even there.

- It's like my mother.

She hears sounds coming outta the TV.

- Everyone hears sounds from the TV.

- Not when it's turned off.

Is that normal or what?

- Normal?

I don't know what's normal anymore.

(clattering)

- Ah, now, what was that?

- Excuse me, folks.

(mysterious music)
(wind blows)

- Dave, you think we should
call somebody for help?

- Take it easy, Mrs. Potter.

There's plenty of time for that.

- You sure you don't want
help looking around out there?

- No!

Just wait inside.

(suspenseful music)

(dog barking)

(trees rustling)

(knocking on window)

- Can you see anything out there?

- No, ma'am.

It looks pretty quiet.

I'm just gonna check around front again.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(grunting)
(all screaming)

(screaming)

- No!

- What do you want me to do?

He's bleeding.
- Hold it!

Look,

I think we better protect
ourselves, don't you?

(dramatic music)

(door locks)

- What are we gonna do?

(Tom sighs)

You check the windows in the library.

I'll get the windows down here.

Toni, go to the kitchen, make
sure the back door is locked

and then check the windows upstairs.

Nell, call the police.

- What do I do?
- You don't do anything.

You stick with your mother and
stay away from the windows.

Get the windows in the library.

- [Nell] No,

Drapes aren't down there.

- Danny, its locked.

- Great, now check upstairs.

(suspenseful music)

- [Tom] There's no drapes in there.

- Yeah, I know.

Just lock the windows.

Look, everybody, stay out of the library.

- Its dead.

(suspenseful music)

- Toni, are you okay?

- Danny, I cant.

- What?

What?

- I cant go up.

- Tom, would you...

- Yeah, yeah, sure.

- Honey, what's the matter?

- Nothing.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

Toni, its okay.

- I was really scared.

I think I'm gonna freak out.

- No, I shouldn't have
sent you upstairs anyway.

It's not the same as it was before.

You are right to be upset now.

I'd be worried about you if you weren't.

(suspenseful music)

- Danny, I cant deal with this.

- You can.

You can and you will.

- [Nell] What is it?

What is it?

- Burnett, he, uh, he isn't there anymore.

(footsteps thudding)

(all screaming)

- Oh, I'm sorry, uh,

everything's locked up tight.

- Tom.

Burnett, he's gone.

- [Toni] Danny, I need
a Valium really bad.

- Where are they?
- Upstairs.

- Damn it!

- I think I need one too.

- You don't need anything, Pudding.

- I'm really worried, dad.

This is a very serious situation.

- Look, were all worried, Lyla.

Sometimes you just have
to make the best of it.

- I'd rather take a Valium.

(glass shatters)

(intense music)

- Go block that window.

Block it.

Find something!

The plates rack in the dining room.

(plates shattering)

- Oh, my God!

- Where are you going?

- Your valium.

(Dan panting)

- That oughta keep 'em out for a while.

(intense music)

- [Operator] I'm sorry, sir.

I already told you.

The line is out of order.

- I know, but what exactly
did you mean by that?

- [Operator] What I mean is,
the line is out of order.

Don't you understand English?

- There's no reason to be hostile.

- [Operator] I wasn't being hostile, sir.

- Thank you.

(sighs)

Now, she has a serious problem.

- Don't you think we should
call the police, Leo?

- Never.

(insects chirping)

- All right, lets try to look

at this thing rationally.

They're obviously armed.

They're completely unpredictable

and we have to assume that
they aren't going away

until they accomplish
whatever they've set out to do

and under the circumstances,

I would say that's painfully obvious.

- Well, maybe somebody heard
us scream and called the cops.

- That's quite possible.

And if someone tried to call us, uh,

they would discover
that the lines were cut.

- Nah, cut line is an open circuit.

The phone will ring but
there wouldn't be any answer.

- Shit!

(Nell sighing)

- Well they've gotta be
wondering where Burnett is?

They're bound to call here some time.

- The problem with that,
sweetheart, is that could be

10 minutes, or it could be four hours.

You'd...

(sighing)

We've gotta get outta
here and get help or...

- [Toni] How?

- The only thing I can think of is that

somehow I have to get
out there to the car.

- I'll go out to the car.

- No, I cant ask you to do that.

- I can handle it.

You should stay here with your family.

(car approaching)

What's that?
- I think...

- It's a car.

- It is a car.

- Oh, my God, it's the cops.

Wait here.

(car horn honking)

- Oh, my God!

Its Leo Bain.

Leo, get back into the car.

Get the cops.

We're under...
- [All] Get the cops.

- Oh, ho, there you are.

I was worried about you.

- Leo, the men from the
third floor are here.

They have weapons.

- There's something wrong
with your telephone.

- Leo, the men from the
third floor are here.

The men from the third floor.

Leo!
- Get in the car!

- Are they inside?

- Out there.

Out there, Leo.

- Great.

I'll find them, and we'll talk.

- [Dan] Leo, they have weapons.

- Dan, you're going the
wrong way about this.

(all screaming)

These people are still
disturbed from their escape.

- Leo, for Christ's sake,

- I want to get each and every one

of them back into his space

in time.

Hey!

Hey you, hey!

Hey, you guys out there, this is Leo Bain.

(chuckling)

Why don't you come out?

We can explore a few things together.

- It's all over.

He's outta his mind.

- Come on.

This could be a very
important time for us.

Right now, lets use it.

Try to stay open to what I'm about.

- Oh, my God!

There's Byron.

Leo, there's Byron!

- [Dan] Leo, its Byron.

- Byron?

(bird screeching)

Byron!

Byron.

Byron, you're looking great.

(insects chirping)

How you feeling, Byron?

- Oh, my God!

Look at him!

- Ha, Byron.

Tell me, what are you
experiencing right now?

(Leo chuckling)

- Watch out, Leo!

- I'm so glad this crazy outside
world hasn't disturbed you.

(intense music)

- Oh, my God!

Leo, please.

Quick, get in.

Oh, my God!

(suspenseful music)

- Byron,

Remember the Ten Commandments?

Byron.

God, said, "Thou shalt not kill.

Thou shalt not kill.

- "Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord."

(laughing)

- Tom, can you see what's
going on out there?

(dramatic music)

- I don't see anything.

- I don't know what to do.

- Honey, why is this happening?

What do they want?

- It's me.

I didn't even think of it.

- What's you?

- It's me.

They think that I killed Harry Merton.

- Who is Harry Merton?

- Harry Merton's the doctor

that was at the hospital
before I got there.

Ray Curtis was trying to
tell me about it yesterday.

Jesus!

Get into the other room.

My God.

Please get into the other room.

- What's he doing?

- I don't know.

- Frank, Frank Hawkes, can you hear me?

Please get into the other room.

I know you think I killed Harry Merton.

I understand your reasoning.

But its not true, and
I can prove it to you.

- [Dan] Dr. Merton is
at the Winfield Hospital

in Philadelphia.

If you call them up, they'll
tell you that he's there.

I know that you believe in what's right.

And you'll fight for it.

But your thoughts are wrong.

Will you call?

(swing creaking)

(breathing heavily)

You don't have to answer if
you don't want to, Frank.

(Dan sighing)

- You really think he's gonna call?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

Come here, Pudding.

It's pretty hard to convince him.

Paranoid schizophrenic, that
his delusions aren't real.

He could talk to Merton on the telephone

and still think that

it was all just an elaborate
plot to deceive him.

- What about the others?

- No.

It's Hawkes.

Hawkes is running this show.

(glass shattering)
(ominous music)

(Nell screaming)

Jesus Christ, its Burnett.

(intense music)

- Let's grab this.
- Yeah.

Fill that hole.

The window.

This is what were gonna do.

We've gotta block this window.

(all screaming indistinctly)

- [Nell] Come on.

- Let's board up every
window in this house.

Hurry up!

Hurry, Nell!

Hurry up!

- Here.
- Get her outta here.

Will you get her into the other room?

Go into the other room.

(hammering)

Get all the wood you can find.

Smash that table up, anything.

(Dan shouting indistinctly)

Hurry!

(hammering)

Raise that table up in there.

Get her outta here.
- Okay!

(hammering)
(suspenseful music)

- Will you get out of here, Lyla?

Get her out of here.

(slow suspenseful music)

(wind blowing)

(intense music)
(Toni screaming)

Get away from the window.

- What happened?

- It came through the window.

- What came through the window?

- But all the windows are closed.

- It isn't real.

- Is everything all right?

What's happening to me?

I'm getting sick again.

- No.

No, you are not getting sick again.

This is just your way of dealing

with what's happening to us.

Now, try to hold on.

- I'm trying.

- Look, you've not been breathing.

Remember what I told you.

Breathe deeply.

Breathe deeply.

Hopefully, well never
have to go through this

kind of stress again.

- Hopefully is right.

- No kidding around.

- Who's kidding?

(distant crashing)
(suspenseful music)

- They're in the basement.

It sounds like they are in the basement.

(glass shattering)

(Toni screaming)

- Here.

- No!

- They're upstairs.
- Get into the kitchen.

(suspenseful music)

- [Lyla] Daddy, there's a fire.

- Where?
- In the basement.

- Oh, Christ!

It must be Preacher.

Where is the fire extinguisher?

- You're not going down there.

- Where did you put the fire extinguisher?

There's a fire in the basement.

I'd like to put it out.

- All right, stop screaming at me.

- I'm sorry.

(suspenseful music)

(Nell screaming)

- Take care of them.

I'm going down.

Get rid of this chair.

Put it back when I go down.

Don't open the door
unless you know it's me.

- Sure.

(suspenseful music)

(grunting)
(intense music)

(extinguisher spraying)

It's me.

Open the door.

(door opens)

All right.

I'm going out to the car, and I'm going

to drive it to the front porch.

As soon as,

after I leave here,

wait for 30 seconds

and run to the front door
and be prepared to jump

in the car as soon as I pull it up.

(Ronald screams)

(all screaming)

(Tom screaming)

(all screaming)

(groaning)

(Tom screaming)

(grunting)

(all panting)

- All right.

- And take the flashlight.
- No, don't need it.

(suspenseful music)

Come on, come on, come on!

(Dan muttering)

Oh, my God.

(engine starting)

- Oh, my God.

Its The Bleeder.

(Toni screaming)

(Toni screaming)

(screaming)

- Mom!

- Do it.
- No!

- Do it.

(Tom screaming)

(Nell sobbing)

(all screaming)
(intense music)

(all screaming)

(all screaming)

(Byron gasping)

Pudding.

- So,

It's not just us crazy ones who kill.

We all kill, doctor

when we must.

And we all die,

when it's time.

- Frank.

Frank, please,

Just don't kill my family, Frank.

- Stay.

- Just, just don't kill my family.

- [Cindy] Who escaped from
the Haven Mental Hospital

during the first night of the blackout.

Police report the search continues.

For more on this, we have
a special live report

from Jim Gable at the
Winfield State Mental hospital

in Philadelphia.

- Thanks, Cindy.

- That's Harry Merton.

- [Jim] With Dr. Harry Merton,
former assistant director-

- That's Harry Merton.

Merton, Frank.

- You worked closely with
the four escaped psychopaths

during your time at The
Haven, is that correct?

- Well, first off, Jim,

we really don't like to
use the term psychopath.

It's a label that isn't very helpful

in terms of dealing with these people.

We prefer to call them voyagers.

- Frank.

It's Harry Merton.

He's alive.

You see it?

- Be quiet.

- [Harry] Considerable
difficulty integrating themselves

into so-called normal society,

but they worked through
that quite some time ago

in a rather dramatic way, I would think.

- [Jim] But these men
killed at least two people

during their escape.

- Yes, and they were probably
quite confused at the time.

But aside from that,

I'm absolutely certain that the progress-

- That's Harry Merton.

(dramatic music)

- [Jim] Back to you, Cindy.

- [Cindy] Thanks, Jim.

This just in.

Donald Hoover, vice-president
of Columbia Power and Light

just concluded a press conference-

(intense music)
(all screaming)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Frank sobbing)

(door opens)

- I guess we made it.

(rock music)

- You.

It's a $6 cover.

Hey, asshole.

You gotta pay to get in.

(people cheering)
(clapping)

♪ Hey kids, listen to me ♪

♪ No TV is just splitting the skull ♪

♪ Rock or die ♪

♪ Whooo ♪

♪ Give me your drugs give me your gun ♪

♪ Give me your lust I'll
do a fine job you'll see ♪

♪ Rock or die ♪

♪ Whoooo ♪

♪ Rock or die ♪

- Hey, Face.

You were here Tuesday night.

You were standing by me
at the bar, remember?

Isn't this fuckin band really pink?

Pink.

I love 'em.

So fucking angry.

Hey, Face.

(giggling)

You wouldn't dare.

You know,

You really dare?

(girl laughing)

♪ Rock or die ♪

♪ Rock or die ♪

(woman screaming)

(dramatic music)