All language subtitles for Dr.Jekyll.And.Mr.Hyde

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
I, Dr. Henry Jekyll,

MD, Fellow of the
Royal Society, am about

to record, for posterity and
in the interests of science,

the day-by-day details
of the bold experiments

which I am currently
undertaking.

I have long been absorbed with
the duality of man, the good

and the evil housed
in a single body,

with myself as as good
an example as any.

If the twin sides of my
nature could be separated,

then the unjust
could go its own way

without disgracing
its more upright twin,

and I could be left to do
the good works to which I

have dedicated my life.

And I believe that I am on the
brink of decocting an amalgam

based on opium derivatives
and the alkaloid from South

American mescal made
soluble in ether

which, when mixed in
the right proportions,

will both prove my thesis
and bring peace of mind

to myself and to all mankind.

[WIND HOWLING]

[DOG BARKING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[WATER RUNNING]

[DISTANT CONVERSATION]

[LAUGHTER]

HASTIE LANYON: Oh,
my goodness, me.

Is that the time?

Look at that.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Oh, goodness.

HASTIE LANYON: Henry, it's
almost the witching hour.

Need a steady hand tomorrow.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Ladies and gentlemen--

[SHUSHING]

--ladies and gentlemen,
well, no long speeches.

That's for sure.

[CHUCKLING]

Well, as you all know, we are
gathered here this evening

to celebrate the inauguration
of the Coggeshall Trust--

named, as I'm sure you all
know, after your late husband,

Mrs. Coggeshall, who was
an indefatigable fighter

for social reform in
the House of Commons.

HASTIE LANYON: Hear, hear.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: So I
think it's only fitting

that our president should
bring this evening's

proceedings to a close.

[APPLAUSE]

ANN COGGESHALL: Dear
friends, when Jack--

[CLEARING THROAT]

--was killed in South
Africa, I realized at once

that the only fitting
memorial to him

should be the formation
of this trust to continue

his fight for social reform.

And although he would have been
delighted to see its founder

members gathered
here this evening

and to thank you all for your
most generous contributions

and support, I
know he would have

wanted us to force the
authorities to admit

that not more than 10 minutes
away from this comfortable room

there live families who share
their rotting houses with rats,

typhoid, and cholera.

And, now, we must
thank Mr. Utterson

who is to help us with
all legal matters.

[APPLAUSE]

OLIVER UTTERSON: At your
service, Mrs. Coggeshall.

ANN COGGESHALL: And the help of
our eminent surgeon Mr. Lanyon

to diagnose a disease and
cut through any red tape.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Hear, hear.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Hear, hear.

[APPLAUSE]

ANN COGGESHALL: And Dear
Dr. Jekyll, not only

for allowing us to
me in his house,

but also for his dedication
to the cause of pulling down

the slums and building houses
fit for Englishman to live in.

HASTIE LANYON: Hear, hear.

[APPLAUSE]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I sometimes
think Mrs. Coggeshall

could do it all by herself.

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh,
if I could, I would.

[CHUCKLING]

So, thank you, one and all.

[APPLAUSE]

So there we are.

[APPLAUSE]

Oh and, Hastie, the
subcommittee for penal reform

is meeting next Monday.

I have arranged for
the governor of Newgate

to show us over the prison.

Now you won't forget, will you?

HASTIE LANYON: Absolutely not.

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh, good.

JANET: Making a move, Mr. Poole.

POOLE: Oh.

Gwen?

HASTIE LANYON:
Good night, Poole.

POOLE: Mr. Lanyon.

[CHATTER]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Jack would
have been very proud of you

tonight, Anne.

ANN COGGESHALL: Dear, Henry.

[CHATTER]

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR CLOSING]

[DARK MUSIC CONTINUES]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

GIRL: Please, sir, you
feeling good natured?

[UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES]

GIRL: Please, sir.

Please.

[CHATTER]

WHORE: Hello, Charlie.

Are you feeling good-natured?

[CHATTER]

DOLLYMOP: Good evening, Sir.

I'm a dollymop.

Only just started.

[LAUGHTER]

ARGYLL PIMP: Now, look, Sir.

I know where I can find a real
fresh student, a country girl,

none of your fake virgins.

KATE WINTERTON: Well, if
it isn't old gloomy Gus.

How are you, my squaring friend?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Evening, Mrs. Winterton.

KATE WINTERTON: You didn't
look in last week, Gus.

Was you poorly?

Or on the randy at
some [INAUDIBLE],, eh?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I was
extremely busy, actually.

KATE WINTERTON: Oh.

He was extremely busy.

Haha.

You, uh, looking for
Fifi and Diana, are you?

Well, they're upstairs
waiting for you, Duck,

all on their tod,
the little angels.

Champagne, Gus?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well,
I'll wait until I come down.

Thank you, Mrs. Winterton.

KATE WINTERTON: Well,
then you go on up

and get your dues, [INAUDIBLE].

[CHATTER]

[SCREAM]

WHORE: Well, where
have you been?

WHORE: Yeah.

You gave us a miss
last week, didn't you?

Come in proper, darling.

WHORE: Do you want
a [INAUDIBLE] gin?

I hope you're feeling
good-natured, Charlie.

WHORE: Well, now, Darlin', who's
been a naughty little boy then?

[MUSIC AND CHATTER]

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Why is it that I feel

such an abysmal sense of shame?

Is it that I've set myself to
a higher standard of conduct?

Or did my father set it for
me with bedtime warnings

of hellfire?

Yet, each side of my duality
is in deadly earnest.

Well, I'm as much
myself when I'm

plunged into the
depths of shame as I

am when I'm alleviating pain
or administering to the sick.

[SHOUTING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING AND SCREAMING

CONTINUES]

PRISON GOVERNOR: I'm
sorry about that.

ANN COGGESHALL:
About what exactly?

PRISON GOVERNOR: He is
a reprieved murdered.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Oh, dear.

God have mercy, I should said.

ANN COGGESHALL: But, as
he says, where is he?

HASTIE LANYON: A
free man, I presume.

PRISON GOVERNOR: Good
heavens no, Mr. Lanyon.

Broadmoor for life.

Now, Mrs. Coggeshall,
I would like

to show you the needlepoint
that some of our prisoners

are occupying their
spare time with.

[CLEARING THROAT]

HASTIE LANYON: Poor chap.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Aye.

But basically a good man, you
see, if only the evil in him

could be isolated.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Oh no.

Hastie, what do you think?

HASTIE LANYON: I think
Henry's taking advantage

of the occasion to thrust
his scientific balderdash

down our throats.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
My dear Hastie,

we all know that you're
a very brilliant surgeon.

But your speciality is the
area between your knife

and your patients' flesh,
not in extending the bones

of scientific knowledge.

HASTIE LANYON: Well, he
was the same at university.

Do you remember, Oliver?

Always had a bee in
his bonnet and hoping

it would sting everybody else.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Yes, but do you not

see the tremendous
release that could

be achieved if the good and
the evil could be separated?

Hmm?

OLIVER UTTERSON: How do you
propose to achieve that, eh?

Surely we can all
recognize the difference

between good and evil, huh?

HASTIE LANYON: Well, not Henry.

He refuses to
believe that man is

a hodgepodge of
both and woman, too,

with all due respect
to Mrs. Coggeshall.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
I fail to see why

you are so flippant about the
enormous amount of research

I've put into this
over the years.

HASTIE LANYON: Oh, come, man.

Don't be so pompous--

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Oh, it's
pompous, is it, Hastie?

HASTIE LANYON: Yes.

You are pompous.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Now, now, Ha--

Hastie, Henry, come on, now.

Easy, now.

Easy, eh?

Easy.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well, when
my research is completed,

Hastie, I promise
you that you will

be the first to pass judgment.

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Hastie's
skepticism works on me

like a red rag to a bull.

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

C10 H9 OCH3 brackets 2OH
brackets NCH brackets 3

plus the final solution
from my chemist.

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

Bufotenin, two grains.

Mescal, one grain.

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

Now, my conviction that man
is not truly one but truly two

is to be put to
the test yet again.

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR OPENING]

[DOOR CLOSING]

[DARK MUSIC CONTINUES]

[DOOR OPENING]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[HORSE FOOTSTEPS]

[MAN LAUGHING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

WHORE: Hello, Charlie.

MAN: Hey, Governor?

Governor?

Copper for a cup of tea, Sir?

[CHATTER AND MUSIC PLAYING]

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well,
put the basket down, girl.

Put it down.

Hey, you're shaky.

MARY: Yes, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: But why?

MARY: I'm frightened, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well,
do I frighten you?

Do I?

MARY: No, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well,
what frightens you then?

MARY: I don't know, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
How old are you?

MARY: 14, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: 14, eh?

And what do you do?

What's your speciality?

MARY: Pardon, Sir?

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
What's your speciality?

What do you do?

MARY: I'm a flower seller, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Ah, no, no, no--

not a flower seller, surely.

MARY: Truly, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: You're a
common harlot, aren't you?

MARY: No, Sir!

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Then why do
you bring strange men back here?

Hm?

MARY: Because I
need the money, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Not enough
in selling mistletoe, eh?

MARY: No.

And I've been ill.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: You think
I'm a fool, don't you,

to be taken in by
a story like that?

MARY: It's true, Sir.

I don't do it often, only
when I need the money.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
What's your name?

MARY: Mary, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well, Mary, now
you take off all your clothes,

and I'll tell you what
I'm going to do to you.

[HORSE FOOTSTEPS]

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[CLEARING THROAT]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well,
as I believe you all know,

I serve on a committee
concerned with social welfare

and housing reform presided
over by Mrs. Coggeshall.

[SNICKERING]

Well, connected with
these activities

is a certain Mr. Edward Hyde.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Cook.

Please sit down.

COOK: Thank you, Sir.

My feet.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Now, Mr. Hyde is

to have the run of the house,
including the laboratory

to which he will have a key.

Is that understood?

POOLE: Yes, Dr. Jekyll,
quite understood.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: He will also
have the use of the spare room

should he need it.

I should, however, point
out that, um, Mr. Hyde

is a man of a somewhat
strange personage.

And I would, therefore,
advise you to, uh--

are you listening to me, Janet?

JANET: Yes, Dr. Jekyll.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
I would not like

to think that you were
not listening to me.

Well, as I was saying, I
would advise you to, uh--

well, just keep out of his
way as much as possible.

All right.

Thank you very much.

That'll be all.

Is it not a little early to
be drinking claret, Oliver?

OLIVER UTTERSON:
A straight answer.

No.

[CHUCKLING]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I had no idea
that you were a connoisseur.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Eh, we
all have our hobbies.

Yours is a scientific
experiment.

Hastie's is bumbling
about the universe--

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: That
is hardly a hobby.

It has been my life's work.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Yes,
of course, Henry.

I bet your pardon.

I would not offend
your susceptibilities

for all the world, not in this
day, eh, this day of all days.

[CHUCKLING]

The acids in this were
long ago dissolved.

The imperial dye will
have softened with time.

And the color there
has grown richer

as it does with
stained glass windows.

And now the glow of
hot autumn afternoons

on hillside vineyards
is ready to be set free.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Aye, a
touch of the poet, I see.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Mmm.

Now then, Henry.

Your new will.

Proceed.

[CLEARING THROAT]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well, in
the event of my decease,

apart from the normal
bequests to my servants, all

of my possessions are
to pass into the hands

of my good friend, Edward Hyde.

OLIVER UTTERSON: A
moment here, Henry.

A Last Will and Testament,
you'd assure one

that the testator
is of sound mind.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Do you doubt it?

OLIVER UTTERSON: Frankly and
with all due respect, yes.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
And your reasons?

OLIVER UTTERSON: I've
known you for thirty years,

and I've never heard
mention of an Edward Hyde.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I said he
was a good friend, Oliver,

not an old friend.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Yea but to
leave the bulk of your estate--

and your, by no
means, a poor man--

can you not tell me something
about this gentleman?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Nothing, except that he

is a good friend, and he
has the run of my house,

should he need it.

OLIVER UTTERSON: The
run of your house?

No, no, no.

Very well, I stand
here as your lawyer,

not for me to reason why.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Mmm, good.

OLIVER UTTERSON:
At the same time,

how shall I put it, Henry?

I've been hoping that perhaps
this friendship with Ann

Coggeshall would develop into
a more lasting relationship.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Supposing it does--

OLIVER UTTERSON: And
if the two of you

should wed, to leave everything
to a comparative stranger?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: There is
a further clause, Oliver,

but I fear that you'll
approve of it even less.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Indeed.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: In the event
that I should disappear--

OLIVER UTTERSON: Disappear?

Would that be into
thin air, Henry?

Oh, dear.

And visit some other
form of prestidigitation?

[GROWL]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I'm making a
simple bequest, Oliver, that,

in the event that
I should disappear

or there is an unexplained
absence exceeding

three calendar months,
then the said Edward Hyde--

are you getting
this down, Oliver?

OLIVER UTTERSON: No, Henry,
I'm not getting it down.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Well, I have never

seen so sensible a
man become so agitated

over so simple a matter.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Now,
Henry, you know me.

You make a clean breast
of it, whatever it is,

and I daresay I can
help you out of it.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Yes, but
that is because you do not

understand my position.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Because you
will not tell me what it is.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Please, Oliver, I

promise you that I can be rid of
Edward Hyde whenever I choose,

hm?

OLIVER UTTERSON: Very well.

I shall incline
the Cain's heresy.

I'll let my brother go to
the devil in his own way,

and you can proceed.

and you can proceed.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Thank you.

His address is 15
West Dean Street.

And I beg you not to
broach the subject again.

[WRITING]

Oliver?

I beg you.

[GROANING]

[GASPING FOR AIR]

[GLASS BREAKING]

[GLASS BREAKING]

[PANTING]

[CLANK]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[DEEP, SLOW BREATHING]

[LAMP SQUEAKING]

[RASPY BREATHING]

[SPIT]

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHATTER]

[COUGHING]

MAN: All right?

MAN: All right?

MAN: Down here, are we?

[HORSE FEET]

MAN: Eh?

MAN: That's it.

Down here.

MAN: Down here, ain't it?

MAN: Yeah.

MAN: Morning, girls.

WOMAN: Morning, love.

MAN: Morning, lovey.

How you doing?

All right?

[MEN TALKING OUTSIDE]

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Be careful
with that table, damn you.

It cost a small fortune.

MRS. WILLOUGHBY: Begging
your pardon, Mr. Hyde.

The tailor's boy has
just brought these now.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: That's good.

Thank you.

Give them to me.

MRS. WILLOUGHBY: He says
t'others will be along

tomorrow, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Thank you.

Now get out, and go downstairs,
and stay in your own quarters.

MRS. WILLOUGHBY: Yes, Sir.

Thank you kindly, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Thank you.

Thank you.

[DOG BARKING]

OLIVER UTTERSON: I must
apologize for bringing you here

under false pretenses.

It is not for the purpose
of a committee meeting.

I am using your consulting
room, Hastie, to ask you

and Mrs. Coggeshall a question.

Who is Mr. Hyde?

HASTIE LANYON: Hyde?

Well, I don't think
I know the name.

ANN COGGESHALL: Why?

Should we?

OLIVER UTTERSON:
According to Henry Jekyll,

he's a friend and
protege of his,

yet we have never set eyes
on him so far as we know.

HASTIE LANYON: Well, I don't see
much of Henry socially anymore.

The last time, Mrs. Coggeshall,
he nearly snapped my head off.

ANN COGGESHALL: Yes,
I have noticed a--

what would you call it--
a certain preoccupation

in his manner lately.

HASTIE LANYON: In my
opinion, he give himself

a nervous breakdown.

He'll end up non compos mentis.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Eh.

You think it's madness?

I begin to fear--

I-- I begin to fear--

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

--uh, how shall I put it--

but it's, oh, some disgrace
or the ghost of some old sin.

HASTIE LANYON: Now there speaks
the voice of John Calvin.

[NERVOUS SIGH]

ANN COGGESHALL: It
could be over work.

Apart from his practice, all
those experiments and then the

work for our committee.

Oh, if I thought it
would do any good, I'd--

OLIVER UTTERSON:
Yes, Mrs. Coggeshall?

ANN COGGESHALL: I could
go and pay him a visit,

try and persuade him to take
things a little more easily.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Oh, I--

I think that's an excellent
idea, don't you, Hastie?

HASTIE LANYON:
Certainly no harm in it.

He's very fond of you.

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh,
I used to think so.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Oh, but he is.

He is.

Hastie and I have often thought
that you and he would make

a-- oh, make a perfect couple.

[LAUGHING]

That's neither here nor there.

[CHUCKLING]

ANN COGGESHALL: Very well.

I'll pay him a visit.

It shouldn't be too hard
to find some excuse.

[CHUCKLING]

POOLE: Good afternoon,
Mrs. Coggeshall.

ANN COGGESHALL: Good
afternoon, Poole.

Is Dr. Jekyll in?

POOLE: I believe he's in
the laboratory, ma'am.

ANN COGGESHALL: I know he
doesn't like to be disturbed,

but would you tell him I'm here?

I have one or two important
matters to discuss with him.

POOLE: Certainly, Madam.

Oh, Mr. Hyde, sir, is Dr.
Jekyll in the laboratory?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: No,
he's just gone out.

Why?

POOLE: Mrs. Coggeshall
wanted a word with him.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: May I
be of any help, Madam?

My name is Edward Hyde.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Thank you, Mr. Hyde.

But I can call another time.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Uh, I'm his
assistant in the laboratory.

ANN COGGESHALL: You must find
it very interesting work.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Oh, indeed, I
do, Madam, utterly absorbing.

Now, good day, Madam.

I hope we see each other again.

ANN COGGESHALL: Good day.

Tell me, Poole, that cane
that Mr. Hyde was carrying,

the one with the silver knob--

POOLE: Yes, Madam.

ANN COGGESHALL: Isn't
that, Dr. Jekyll's?

POOLE: Yes, Madam, but the
doctor has made it very clear

that Mr. Hyde is to have
the run of the house.

ANN COGGESHALL: How
long have you been

working for Dr. Jekyll, Poole?

POOLE: Over 15 years, Madam.

ANN COGGESHALL: Until a few
weeks ago, have you ever

seen Mr. Hyde before?

POOLE: No, Madam, never.

Have you, Madam?

ANN COGGESHALL: No, I haven't.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[TURNING CLOCK]

JANET: You wanted me, Mr. Poole?

POOLE: Oh, yes, Janet.

The doctor has
informed me that he'll

be out for the remainder
of the evening,

so I think it would be a good
opportunity for you to put

the laboratory to rights.

JANET: Very good, Mr. Poole.

POOLE: Just a light dusting
and sweeping the hearth, mind.

Be careful not to tamper
with any of the equipment.

JANET: No, Mr. Poole.

POOLE: Very well.

Get along.

JANET: Yes, Mr. Poole.

[GASP]

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Did you
know that the Cobra--

the Cobra is a large and
very poisonous snake?

Did you know that a
Cobra can hypnotize

an animal 10 times its
own size just by staring

at it like I'm staring at
you now and then devour it?

JANET: Well, I-- I didn't
see nobody was in here.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Do
you have dreams, Janet?

It is Janet, is it not,
Dr. Jekyll's pretty little

housemaid?

JANET: Yes, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: And you
know who I am, do you not?

JANET: Yes, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Who am I?

JANET: Mr. Hyde, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Mr. Edward Hyde.

JANET: Yes, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Well, say it, girl.

JANET: Mr. Edward Hyde, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: So now, again,
Janet, do you have dreams?

JANET: I suppose,
Sir, sometimes.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: And
of what do you dream?

Strong young men lying
under hedge rows,

wondering hands, endless kisses?

JANET: I don't know.

Can I go now, please?

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
You were looking

at the bottles on those
shelves, weren't you, Janet?

JANET: Yes, Sir, but I
didn't touch nothing.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Now
that seems a pity

because did you know
that, on those shelves,

there is a remedy
for every ailment?

Hm?

There are potions there to
cure heart aches, heartburn,

simple influenza, the
pain of broken bones

and of broken hearts.

JANET: May I go now, please?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Potions to
make dreams become reality.

Hm?

Take this one, for instance.

Now you do read, do you not?

JANET: No, Sir, I can't.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Well, I'll show you.

D-R-E-A-M-S. Dreams.

[CHUCKLE]

Now, we shall each
take three of these--

JANET: (LOUDLY) No, Sir, please!

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Janet,
when you were disobedient,

have you ever had your
dress and your petticoats

pulled up and been beaten--
beaten until you scream,

have you?

JANET: When I was little.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well, we
do not want that, do we?

So we shall both take these
tablets, shall we not,

and find a sweet and
a beautiful paradise.

Now, now, very soon the drudgery
of the day will be forgotten.

[CHUCKLING]

All that waking up at 5:30
in the foggy morning--

All that waking up at 5:30
in the foggy morning--

hmm-- trudging from the top
of the house to the scullery,

toting coal scuttles to
every room, blocking grates,

lighting fires all
forgotten when you dream.

[CHUCKLING]

You are a princess.

[LAUGHING]

You ride in a golden
carriage, and you wear pearls

and diamonds in your hair.

And crowds.

All of the onlookers,
they cheer as you pass.

And you give them a
radiant smile, hmm?

[CHUCKLING]

[LAUGHING]

You wave at them with
a white-gloved hand.

[LAUGHING]

And nothing, nobody,
not even God himself

can interfere with your dreams.

JANET: I feel--

I don't know.

[LAUGHING]

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Here.

[CHUCKLE]

Very soon a strong,
young man arrives.

Hm.

JANET: M-hm.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: And
desire floods over you

like the falls of Niagara.

But all your doubts, all
your fears are dissolving.

JANET: It's your eyes--

I know who they belong to.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well,
you can conjure up

any fantasy that your
innocent heart desires.

ANN COGGESHALL: I only
fuss because we're all

so worried about you.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
There's no need.

There is no need.

ANN COGGESHALL: Are you
being looked after properly?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I have
always looked after myself.

ANN COGGESHALL: But
locking yourself

away in your laboratory
night after night,

even with an assistant
to help you--

[SIGH]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Yes, I
believe you met Mr. Hyde.

ANN COGGESHALL: Very briefly.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: And
what did you think of him?

ANN COGGESHALL: He
seemed quite polite.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Good-looking, did you think?

ANN COGGESHALL: Yes, I suppose
so, quite good-looking.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Mighty attractive, eh?

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh, for
heaven's sake, Henry!

What is it that Hyde
has to do with this?

Look, I know there
is something wrong.

You don't look at me
anymore, or kiss my hand,

or pay me the
smallest compliments.

Please tell me.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Perhaps one day, Ann.

For the moment, I think it would
be better if you went home.

ANN COGGESHALL: Of course.

Of course.

But, please, if there is
anything I can do to help,

will you let--

[HORSE FOOTSTEPS]

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC STOPPED]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

JANET: It's half
past 7, Dr. Jekyll.

[DOOR CLOSING]

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[CHUCKLING]

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC CONTINUES]

[QUARRELLING]

JANET: I've done nothing.

COOK: You've done
plenty, my girl,

making up stories the like
of what I've never heard of!

JANET: I'm telling
you, he did it.

[CRYING]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL (VOICEOVER):
There can be no doubt.

Last night, I went to
bed as Henry Jekyll,

and this morning I
awoke as Edward Hyde.

No draft was taken,
no explanation,

except is the balance
of my nature overthrown?

Am I losing hold of my
better self, sacrificed

to the evil side?

POOLE: Out Janet.

Out!

JANET: No

[CRYING]

COOK: You're trying to
put something over on us.

JANET: No, it's God's truth.

He gave me something to drink.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: What
exactly is going on?

POOLE: I beg your pardon, Sir.

I had no idea you
were already at work.

COOK: Uh, yes.

Beg pardon, Sir.

POOLE: It is a rather
urgent domestic matter, Sir.

COOK: It's Janet, here, Sir.

POOLE: I have dismissed her
from your employee, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Janet, go
inside the house, please,

and wait until you're called.

JANET: Yes, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well, what
seems to be the trouble?

Cook?

COOK: Well, Sir, Janet says that
she was, well, interfered with.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I see.

Well, go on.

POOLE: On account of you
being out the other day, Sir,

I took the opportunity
of instructing her to put

your laboratory to rights.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: And?

COOK: She said that
Mr. Hyde was in there

and, well, gave her some pills
to take that made her feel--

well, then--

POOLE: Cook and I
taxed her for details,

but she says she can't
recall very much.

COOK: I said, well,
that's blackmail, my girl.

But she said, no, it wasn't.

POOLE: Since she could give
no satisfactory account

of herself, I told her that
she should go upstairs and pack

her grip and that she would
be given two weeks wages.

COOK: But she wouldn't
get no references.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Mmm.

I see.

However, do you not think
that, under the circumstances,

you might have been a
trifle harsh with the girl?

COOK: She's no better
than she should be, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: How
many of us are, Cook?

COOK: I mean, is it likely
that a friend of yours

would do a thing like that, Sir?

POOLE: Might I suggest that
you have a word with the girl

yourself, Sir?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: No,
I have no wish to--

to disturb the
domestic arrangements.

to disturb the
domestic arrangements.

But if you want my
opinion, I think

we should give the
girl another chance.

That is, if-- if
she wishes to stay.

POOLE: Just as you
say, Sir, of course.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: And
that's what I do say.

In the mean time, I will
have a word with Mr. Hyde

and talk to him about
the girl's story.

COOK: Very good, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Thank you, Poole.

You were quite right
to come and tell me.

POOLE: Thank you very much, Sir.

COOK: If you ask me, Sir,
you're a sight too soft-hearted.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Thank
you very much, Cook.

POOLE: And your
breakfast is served, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I shall
go up directly, Poole.

Thank you.

So now I have to choose--

Edward Hyde in a life of
sensual delight, yet ending up

friendless and
despised or follow

the path of righteousness
set down by my father.

In memory of him, I shall
choose my better self.

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

Dear God, give me the strength
that by dedicating myself

to good works and the
healing of the sick,

Edward Hyde may abandon
me once and for all.

Amen.

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

Ah.

There we are then, old lad,
well, you drink that up, eh,

and you'll be as right as rain.

Oh, you don't fancy it, eh?

Well, I can't say I blame you.

MOTHER: Now you drink it up,
lovey, like the doctor said.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I'll
tell you what I'll do.

I'll take a little
sip first, eh,

just to see how it tastes, hm?

OK.

Mm.

Well, that's not too bad at all.

That's not too bad at all.

Go on--

MOTHER: Come on, lovey.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: There.

That's not so bad, is it?

Eh?

There's a good lad.

OK.

Well, you take him home to bed.

He'll be restless for
a couple of nights,

and then the fever will
break, and he'll perspire.

MOTHER: He'll what, Sir?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Oh,
he'll sweat it out.

But don't worry.

Just let him stay in bed
for another 24 hours.

Keep him on a light diet.

MOTHER: Thank you, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Come here, little lad.

MOTHER: Oh, Sir, about--

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Oh, no, no, no, no.

It's a Saturday.

We, uh-- we never accept
money on a Saturday.

Good night, little lad.

[DOOR CLOSING]

HASTIE LANYON: By the way,
Henry, whatever became of, um--

that man that you were
so worried about, Oliver?

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

OLIVER UTTERSON: Mr. Hyde.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Oh, Hyde.

He Left rather unexpectedly.

We shan't hear of him again.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Well, my dears, I

think it's time we set
out for this evening's

little excursion.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Oh, you
know, Ann, sometimes I'd

OLIVER UTTERSON: Oh, you
know, Ann, sometimes I'd

be prepared to take your
word for the condition

of these places, get to
my bed at the usual hour.

ANN COGGESHALL: No, no.

We must all see for ourselves.

There will be hope of gaining
reform on mere here-say.

We need eyewitness reports
from important people

like yourselves.

OLIVER UTTERSON: And where's
our destination, dear, tonight?

ANN COGGESHALL: First, I thought
we'd visit a lighthouse, which

is comparatively reputable.

For they're going
down to Whitechapel,

which is definitely not.

It's unbelievable.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Which particular light

house did you have in mind?

ANN COGGESHALL: The
Argyle, I thought.

I've struck up an
acquaintanceship

with the owner.

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

WHORE: Hello, Charlie.

Are you feeling good-natured?

HASTIE LANYON: Yes, my dear.

I think that you
could call me that.

Come along, Henry.

Don't drag your heels.

[CLAPPING, MUSIC, AND

LAUGHTER]

KATE WINTERTON: Good
evening, Mrs. Coggeshall,

and a very good evening
to you, gentlemen.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Good evening, Mrs.

Winterton.

KATE WINTERTON: I see you
have your committee in tow.

ANN COGGESHALL: That's right.

May I introduce Mr.--

KATE WINTERTON: Ah, ah,
ah, ah, ah-- no monikers,

if you don't mind.

Rule number one
here, no monikers.

But we're very pleased to
see you, ain't we, girls?

WHORES: Very pleased,
Mrs. Winterton.

KATE WINTERTON: Look around
you, Mrs. Coggeshall.

Only champagne, Moselle,
or [INAUDIBLE] sold here.

And I don't allow no lushingtons
nor troublemakers, neither,

nor [INAUDIBLE] harlots.

Cherub, bring us four glasses.

This is no slap-bang or
suck-crib, I can assure you.

ANN COGGESHALL: No, no, no.

Of course not.

KATE WINTERTON: It is
a respectable place

of rendezvous.

Reputable.

So when you talk
to the reformers,

you just tell them that
Kate Winterton does nothing

but what caters to
the natural appetite.

I enjoy sitting here like our
dear queen, god bless her,

watching by London
for [INAUDIBLE]..

Nobody does nothing
nobody don't want to do.

Would you gentlemen care
to see the upstairs?

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh, that's very
kind of you, Mrs. Winterton.

But I don't think
we have the time.

We have another protocol
to make this evening.

KATE WINTERTON: Oh, I'm very
pleased to hear it, Dear.

Get out and see the real
[INAUDIBLE] streets.

Filth and misery in
the devil's acre.

Take a gander at the
rookeries around St. John's.

The crimps and muchers,
and the glimmed

a-bags what uses a wall to
do their trade up against.

Begging your pardon, dear.

Do you know that
many of my girls

here tonight are
pretty horsebreakers

and ride in Rotten
Row of a Sunday?

And can't be told from
the real [INAUDIBLE]..

What's more most of them are
sailing on their own bottoms--

no pimps or ponces, no brothels
but a cozy, little villa

in St. John's wood.

HASTIE LANYON: In
St. John's wood?

KATE WINTERTON:
Well, you see, Dear,

the carriage ride is just
the beginning of the fun.

Ain't that so, girls?

WHORES: Yes, Mrs. Winterton.

KATE WINTERTON:
Darlings, ain't they?

ANN COGGESHALL: Yes, well,
thank you, Mrs. Winterton.

HASTIE LANYON: And you
must be congratulated

on being so frank.

KATE WINTERTON: Oh, I'll be
Frank, Grandpa, or anybody else

for a bit of fun.

[LAUGHTER]

Eh, heave-ho me hearties!

A little matter of 12
dinars for the bubbly.

Nothing comes free
at The Argyle.

Ta, lovey.

And watch your fogles,
gents, going up the alley.

And watch your fogles,
gents, going up the alley.

[LAUGHTER]

[BABY CRYING]

[LAUGHTER]

WOMAN: Try a change
of luck, Dearie.

[CREEPY LAUGHTER]

[BABY CRYING]

ANN COGGESHALL: It's all
connected, don't you see?

It's all connected.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Ah, the stench.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
[INAUDIBLE] of the country.

HASTIE LANYON: Surely
you said that--

that all this was
going to be demolished.

ANN COGGESHALL: Make way for a
new road, not for new houses.

[FIRE POPPING]

HASTIE LANYON: For the
first time in my life,

I find it difficult to believe
that these two feet of mine

are planted on British soil.

[FIRE POPPING]

[GIRL CRYING OUT]

[QUARRELING]

[SOBBING]

[QUARRELLING]

[AUDIO PLAYBACK]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Hastie's
skepticism works on me

like a red rag to a bull.

C10 H9 OCH3 brackets 2OH
brackets NCH brackets 3 plus--

[END AUDIO PLAYBACK]

ANN COGGESHALL: I won't be long.

POOLE: Good morning,
Mrs. Coggeshall.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Good morning, Poole.

Am I going to be lucky today?

POOLE: I'm afraid not, Madam.

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh.

POOLE: The doctor still
insists that he is not

to be disturbed when he
is in his laboratory.

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh,
but I understood that--

POOLE: Yes, Madam?

And there is another
matter which I think

you should be acquainted with.

[FOOTSTEPS]

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Ah, Mrs. Coggeshall,

what a pleasant surprise.

ANN COGGESHALL: But
I thought that--

MR. EDWARD HYDE: That I'd
abandoned my own friend,

Jekyll?

ANN COGGESHALL: No,
that he'd abandoned

those particular experiments.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well, he had.

But the temptation
was too great for him,

so he has gone back to them.

And he cannot do without me.

Good day.

[HORSE FOOTSTEPS]

[DOG BARKING]

[DISTANT CHATTER]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Come in.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Come in.

Come in.

MRS. WILLOUGHBY: The
[INAUDIBLE],, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Mrs. Coggeshall.

How very pleasant
to see you here.

ANN COGGESHALL: I'm glad
you agreed to my coming.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well, it
would have been boorish of me

to refuse a request from
such a charming woman.

Mrs. Willoughby, we do
not wish to be disturbed.

MRS. WILLOUGHBY: Oh, that
goes without saying, Sir.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Of course it does.

Of course it does.

May I take your wrap?

ANN COGGESHALL: Thank you.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Please be
seated, Mrs. Coggeshall.

ANN COGGESHALL: Mr. Hyde, I've
come to ask you a question.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well,
I'm quite sure that I

can answer it equally well
if you were seated, my dear.

ANN COGGESHALL: Very well.

Now that you are working
again with Dr. Jekyll,

might I ask if it is still
part of the same experiment.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Yes,
the duality of man,

totally fascinating.

ANN COGGESHALL: Can you tell
me what that means exactly?

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Whether or not it

is possible to isolate the
evil in man from the good.

Glass of Madeira,
Mrs. Coggeshall?

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh, thank you.

No.

I seldom drink.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Yes.

I have heard that you're a
woman of strict principles.

But since we are both some
distance from Henry Jekyll,

I thought that we might relax
our guards for a few moments.

[EXHALE]

ANN COGGESHALL: Not quite sure
I understand you, Mr. Hyde.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Oh, I'm quite
sure you do, Mrs. Coggeshall.

However much one may admire
Henry or even love him,

there is no denying that he
is inclined to pomposity--

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh,
I didn't come here--

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
--or even frigidity.

ANN COGGESHALL: You're
being insulting.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: No.

I'm merely pointing
out that he and I

are very different people.

I believe that man was given
senses to be used and enjoyed.

He believes in original sin
and in mortifying the flesh.

ANN COGGESHALL:
He is a good man.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Oh, indeed.

Indeed.

But what do you feel when
he comes into a room, hm,

when he is near you, or
when he kisses your hands?

ANN COGGESHALL: Mr. Hyde, I
came here to ask you questions,

not to answer yours.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Yes.

Yes, of course, at your request.

I was just hoping that our
meeting might take place

in a more relaxed atmosphere.

ANN COGGESHALL:
I'd hoped so, too.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: A
glass of Madeira then?

ANN COGGESHALL: Yes,
please, a small glass.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Madeira
glasses are small.

ANN COGGESHALL: Mr. Hyde, do you
know that Dr. Jekyll and I are

engaged to be married?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Yes.

I believe he did say
something of the sort.

ANN COGGESHALL: Why should these
experiments that we speak of

keep him so preoccupied that
he can find no time to see me?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well,
when a man's mind is firmly

fixed on one thing, Mrs.
Coggeshall, you know how it is.

ANN COGGESHALL: Thank you.

What can one do to help?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well, since
you are engaged to be married,

it hardly seems proper of
me to make a suggestion.

ANN COGGESHALL: It strikes
me that you are not

very interested in
proprieties, Mr. Hyde.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Not very, no.

How do you find the Madeira?

ANN COGGESHALL: Very pleasant.

The duality of man--

MR. EDWARD HYDE: And
of woman, possibly.

ANN COGGESHALL: Is Dr.
Jekyll working on that, too,

the duality of woman?

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
No, Mrs. Coggeshall.

I am.

GROUP: (SINGING) God,
rest ye merry gentlemen.

There's nothing you dismay.

Remember Christ our savior
was born on Christmas Day

to save us from Satan's power
when we were gone astray.

And his tidings of comfort
and joy, comfort and joy.

And his tidings of
comfort and joy.

[HORSE FOOTSTEPS]

[SINGING CONTINUES]

KATE WINTERTON: Many of
my girls here tonight

are pretty horsebreakers, and
ride in Rotten Row of a Sunday,

and can't be told from
the real [INAUDIBLE]..

[SINGING CONTINUES]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Evening, Evening, Sir.

Are you feeling good-natured?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

MALE PROSTITUTE: The
money, please, Governor.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Money, you
snippy little bum boy, get.

MALE PROSTITUTE: No, Governor.

Fair is fair, Governor.

SIR DANVERS CAREW: You there!

Stop that!

What the devil do you
think you're doing?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: You
mind your own business.

SIR DANVERS CAREW: You
deliberately kicked the lad

when he was on the ground.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
It was an accident.

SIR DANVERS CAREW:
Accident be damned.

It was a deliberate
piece of brutality.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: You
get out of my way.

SIR DANVERS CAREW: Not
until you have given me

your name and address.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: I certainly
shall do nothing of the sort.

SIR DANVERS CAREW: I happen
to be a magistrate of this--

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Yes, and I happen

to be an extremely
short-tempered man, Sir.

[CALLING OUT]

[GROANING]

[CHATTER]

MAN: Come on.

Come on.

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN: It's
Sir Danvers Carew, Sir.

I recognize him.

OLIVER UTTERSON:
Uh, yes, Inspector.

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN: And you say
you recognized the assailant?

JANET: [WHISPERING]

POOLE: Speak up, girl.

JANET: It was Mr. Hyde, Sir.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Mr. Hyde
is Dr. Jekyll's assistant.

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN: Does
he live in the house?

OLIVER UTTERSON: No, Inspector.

But sometimes he stays
overnight in the spare room.

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN:
Is Dr. Jekyll at home?

OLIVER UTTERSON: No, Inspector.

I believe he's out
attending a committee

meeting of some nature.

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN: Would that
be half of Mr. Hyde's stick?

OLIVER UTTERSON: No, it
is, uh, Dr. Jekyll's.

I gave it to him myself.

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN: Filched
by Mr. Hyde, no doubt.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: (SINGING)
Oh, fine religious decent folk

in virtues flaunting
golden scarlet.

I sneer between
two puffs of smoke.

Give me the male
and female harlot.

[WRITHING IN PAIN]

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

[EXHALE]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Oh, God help me.

My sins are too
great for me to bear.

Please help me to
walk again in my ways.

PAPER BOY: Read all about it!

Read all about it!

[INAUDIBLE]

Evening Gazette.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Gazette!

Read all about it!

Read all about it!

[HORSE FOOTSTEPS]

[INAUDIBLE] Evening Gazette!

Read all about it.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Good morning, Poole.

POOLE: Good morning,
Mrs. Coggeshall.

ANN COGGESHALL: I believe
the doctor wanted to see me.

POOLE: Yes, Madam He
said we could go straight

around to the laboratory.

ANN COGGESHALL: Isn't
that rather unusual?

POOLE: Yes, Madam.

This way, please.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Come in.

PAPER BOY: Read all about it!

Read all about it!

POOLE: Mrs. Coggeshall, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Ann, how
very kind of you to come.

ANN COGGESHALL: You've
heard the news, of course.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Yes,
there are several things

that we have to discuss.

ANN COGGESHALL:
First, Henry, there's

a question I'd like to ask you.

You're not hiding
that man, are you?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: God no.

I promise you that we shall
never hear from him again.

[CHUCKLE]

ANN COGGESHALL: You said that
once before on the evening

we became engaged.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Yes, but
this time, I am certain.

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh, my dear one.

[EXHALE]

You look so ill and worried.

Are you sure there is
nothing I can do to help?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Ann,
it was like we came out

of a nightmare.

But it was so real that it--

it burnt into my mind.

But there is-- there is one
thing that I think would help.

ANN COGGESHALL: Yes?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
I think we should

fix the date for our wedding.

ANN COGGESHALL: Well,
yes, Henry, yes.

Of course, whenever you say.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well,
today is December 20.

What would you say to
the same day next month?

ANN COGGESHALL: The motion
is proposed, seconded,

and carried.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
In the meantime,

I will concentrate on
regaining my strength

and working as hard as I can
for the Coggeshall Trust.

ANN COGGESHALL: First,
perhaps you should go away,

take things easy.

Why not, over Christmas?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Where
would you suggest?

ANN COGGESHALL: We could, uh,
go to the lakes or to the sea.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: We?

[CHUCKLE]

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh, Henry,
we're both mature people.

We love one another.

Why should we care what
other people might say?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: As
Dr. and Mrs. Jekyll?

ANN COGGESHALL: Why
not, if we have to?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Ann,
people in our position

must observe the proprieties,
must observe the proprieties.

ANN COGGESHALL: Proprieties?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I realize
why you're doing this.

You're doing it for my
well-being, for my sake.

But I cannot allow you to
sacrifice yourself for me

in this manner.

ANN COGGESHALL: My good name?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Precisely.

ANN COGGESHALL: Yes.

Henry, of course you
are right, silly of me.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Thank you, Ann.

ANN COGGESHALL: Goodbye.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Take,
therefore, no thought

for the morrow for the
morrow shall take thought

for the things of itself.

Sufficient unto the day
is the evil thereof.

Is something the matter, Janet?

JANET: Yes, Sir.

I think--

[SOBBING]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Well, what is it?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Well, what is it?

Out with it, girl.

JANET: You know who it was.

Mr. Poole and Cook told ya.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well, what
is it that you want me to do?

JANET: I want you
to make sure, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: I see.

JANET: I wouldn't put myself
in nobody else's hands, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well, that's
very kind of you, Janet,

but there are certain
ethics in my profession

that have to be observed.

JANET: Sir?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well, it's
not considered correct practice

for a doctor to examine
someone in his employ.

JANET: Well, I've been working
for you for three years, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well, yes.

I understand that, Janet.

JANET: When I had whooping
cough, you examined me, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: But it's
hardly the same thing, Janet.

JANET: I needed help--

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
I'm sorry, Janet.

You will ask Mr.
Poole to provide you

with the name of another doctor,
and he will attend to you.

JANET: Yes, Sir.

Thank you, Sir.

It was your Mr.
Hyde what done it.

[DOOR SLAMMING]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Dear God, let
this be an end or let me die.

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

All my usual rounds
then, Poole--

the East End hospital at noon.

POOLE: And I believe you
have a meeting with Mrs.

Coggeshall and the trust at
half past three at Mr. Lanyon's.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
That's correct,

but I'm hardly likely to
forget that, now am I?

POOLE: If I may say
so, Sir, the staff

have hardly had the
opportunity of wishing

you all happiness, what with
one thing and the other.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
I'm so sorry, Poole.

That's very remiss of me.

Of course, you and the staff
are all invited to the wedding.

Mrs. Coggeshall insisted on it.

POOLE: That is most
gratifying, Sir.

Oh, and I have arranged
for Mrs. Coggeshall

to have her personal effects
moved in here the day before,

Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Thank
you very much, Poole.

You think of everything.

Harris.

[TAPPING ON WINDOW]

[TAPPING ON WINDOW]

Thank you, Harris.

I'll walk from here.

HARRIS: Move on.

[EXHALE]

OLIVER UTTERSON: It's not
like Henry to be late.

ANN COGGESHALL: There's
always so much for him

to do at the hospital, and you
know how conscientious he is.

HASTIE LANYON: Well, I
vote we start without him?

OLIVER UTTERSON: Certainly.

ANN COGGESHALL: Fine.

Well, the first
item on the agenda

is my visit to the home
secretary last week.

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

POLICEMAN: Johnny,
it's him all right.

It's Hyde.

He lives up here.

Edward Hyde, come down.

POLICEMAN: Watch it!

POLICEMAN: Watch out!

Watch out Edward Hyde!

POLICEMAN: Stop!

POLICEMAN: Wait.

Wait.

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

POLICEMAN: The
building is surrounded.

You cannot escape.

[MAN SINGING]

[DOG BARKING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

POLICEMAN: There he is.

POLICEMAN: He's mad.

It's deep that stuff.

Hyde!

Hyde.

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[PANTING]

POLICEMAN: Go around
the other side.

POLICEMAN: Right.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

ANN COGGESHALL (VOICEOVER):
If you truly love me,

for God's sake, do as I ask.

Poole has his orders.

He will have a drawer from
my laboratory ready for you

to take Lanyon's house.

Tell Lanyon to send all
the servants to bed.

And tell him that, shortly
after midnight, a man

will present himself
in my name and that he

should put the contents of
the drawer into his hands.

Then you must leave at once.

And you will have earned my
love and gratitude forever.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Have you got it?

Have you got it?

ANN COGGESHALL
(VOICEOVER): Henry.

HASTIE LANYON: See, you
forget that I have not yet

had the pleasure of
your acquaintance.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: No,
forgive me, Mr. Lanyon.

My impatience has shown
heels to my politeness.

Yes, I do come at the instance
of your colleague, Dr. Jekyll.

I was given, to
understand, a drawer.

HASTIE LANYON: Well, it's--
it's on the table beneath

the napkin.

You're far from well, Sir--

far from well.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Mr. Lanyon?

HASTIE LANYON: Huh?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: I'll
give you a choice.

HASTIE LANYON:
Between what and what?

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Well, either I can

leave your house,
in which case you

will be left as before,
neither richer nor wiser.

HASTIE LANYON: And
the alternative?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Is to allow
me to inject this potion here

and now, in which event
you will witness a progeny

to stagger the
disbelief of Satan.

[CHUCKLE]

HASTIE LANYON: I'm a rational
man, Sir, so you go ahead.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Ah, yes.

That's the greed
of curiosity, eh?

HASTIE LANYON: If
you like, yeah.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
Very well, Hastie.

HASTIE LANYON: How-- ha--

who are you?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: You
do not know me, Hastie.

My name is Edward Hyde.

HASTIE LANYON: Hyde?

My God-- the police!

[COUGHING]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Hastie?

PRIEST: Through Jesus Christ,
our mediator and redeemer,

Amen.

The grace of our Lord Jesus
Christ, and the love of God,

and the fellowship of the Holy
Ghost be with us all evermore.

Amen.

[CHURCH BELL RINGING]

OLIVER UTTERSON: I suppose we
shall never know what happened,

eh?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
No, I suppose not.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Although,
I could have sworn

it was your signature
in those notes

to Mrs. Coggeshall and Poole.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Forgeries, no doubt.

OLIVER UTTERSON: But why, Henry?

Why?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well,
I have no idea, Oliver.

I am not Inspector Newcomen.

[CHURCH BELL RINGING]

OLIVER UTTERSON: And concerning
your new will, Henry,

OLIVER UTTERSON: And concerning
your new will, Henry,

I have retained the previous
request to your sons.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Quite so.

OLIVER UTTERSON: And,
of course, the residue

of your estate to Ann.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Thank you.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Would you
like to come along with me now

and sign it?

I can offer you a
glass of claret.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
You don't think

it would be more appropriate
to wait until after Ann

and I are safely
married, Oliver?

OLIVER UTTERSON: Safely, Henry?

Only a few more days?

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Nevertheless.

OLIVER UTTERSON:
Just as you say, of

course.

[DOOR CREAKING]

[SNIFFLING]

[DOOR CLOSING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Good morning, Poole.

POOLE: Good morning, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Well, a man could not

wish for a finer
wedding day, eh?

POOLE: No, indeed, Sir.

Your gardenia, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Thank you, Poole.

You all set for
the great occasion?

POOLE: Yes, Sir, except--

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Why yes, Poole?

POOLE: --it doesn't seem right
on your wedding day, Sir.

But I have to tell you that--

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well,
come on, Poole, out with it.

POOLE: It's the
housemaid, Janet, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Oh, yes.

Yes.

Yes, I know.

I, uh-- I, uh--

I told her that I suggested
that you found her a doctor.

POOLE: She's dead, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Oh, no.

She can't be.

POOLE: She threw herself
out of her window

while you were out last night.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Oh, no.

No, she must have fallen.

POOLE: The body
was removed, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well,
why wasn't I told?

POOLE: You were
back very late, Sir.

And what with today coming
up, I didn't know what to do.

But Inspector Newcomen
said this morning--

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well, yes.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

Of course.

POOLE: She, uh-- she
left a sort of note, Sir.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Well, may I see it?

POOLE: Well, the
inspector took it.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL:
Well, what did it say?

POOLE: She could
scarcely read or write,

but it was just a scribble
on one of her curling papers,

just one word.

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Well,
what was it, Poole?

POOLE: It looked
like "Nobody," Sir.

[SAD MUSIC PLAYING]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Nobody?

Nobody cares.

January 20, well,
I now see that at--

that any hour of the day or
night the raging passions

of Hyde will take control.

And I am left with, well,
nothing but the horror of my--

of my other self.

[BELL DINGING]

OLIVER UTTERSON: My dear,
it's 2 o'clock in the morning.

OLIVER UTTERSON: My dear,
it's 2 o'clock in the morning.

ANN COGGESHALL: What am I
supposed to do about it?

OLIVER UTTERSON: We're all very
understanding, Mrs. Coggeshall.

ANN COGGESHALL: What
do you understand?

No word, no note,
no explanation,

except that I am still Mrs.
Coggeshall and not Mrs. Hyde.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Not Mrs. Hyde?

ANN COGGESHALL: Oh,
I mean Mrs. Jekyll.

Oh, god.

I'm so tired, I don't know
what I'm saying anymore.

POOLE: Excuse me, Madam.

Might I suggest that
when the inspector

has completed his
investigation that you go up

to the spare room?

Gwen has prepared it already.

There's no more
you can do tonight.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Yes.

That seems to be
good advice, Madam.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

ANN COGGESHALL: Very well.

[DOOR CLOSING]

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN:
No sight of anyone

but the servants in the
house or the laboratory,

Mrs. Coggeshall.

My Constable at the
front of the house

tells me his
carriage was waiting

for him for over an hour.

OLIVER UTTERSON:
Yes, that's correct.

When I arrived,
as you know, I was

to be best man,
nobody could find him.

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN: Yet
nobody's left the house.

Well, I'm afraid there's nothing
more we can do for the moment.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Thank you, Inspector.

Good night.

Oh and, Poole,
could you, um, give

the inspector and Mr.
Utterson some refreshment

before they go?

POOLE: Yes, Madam.

And for you, Madam?

You haven't eaten
anything this evening.

Cook has gone to
bed, but I could

make you a chicken sandwich
and bring it up to your room.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Thank you, Poole.

I don't feel very hungry.

POOLE: Very good, Madam.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Perhaps, though--

POOLE: Yes, Madam?

ANN COGGESHALL: Perhaps
a small glass of Madeira.

[SAD MUSIC PLAYING]

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

MR. EDWARD HYDE: I can think
of nothing more pleasant

at the end of the day than
to find oneself closeted

with a beautiful woman.

ANN COGGESHALL: Where
is Doctor Jekyll?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: And
I my brother's keeper?

Disappeared, I would think.

ANN COGGESHALL: But why?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well,
one could only assume

that he's changed his mind.

ANN COGGESHALL: About what?

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Marrying you.

ANN COGGESHALL: I
don't believe it!

MR. EDWARD HYDE: I think you do.

ANN COGGESHALL: Get
away from that door.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Why
don't you scream?

The whole house would hear you.

ANN COGGESHALL: You're
wanted by the police.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Nobody else?

Oh, my dear.

ANN COGGESHALL: How dare you?

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
My dear Ann, what

a sad waste of a wedding night.

ANN COGGESHALL: How
did you get here?

The police are everywhere.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Well,
my purpose in life

is to release that wonderful,
happy, shouting reality

within us.

ANN COGGESHALL: Satan,
that's what you are.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Uh,
you may call it evil,

but I call it God's gift.

ANN COGGESHALL: Who are you?

I know those eyes.

Who are you?

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
I'm half man, Ann,

half man I think
you would enjoy--

the hedonist-- the man who
takes pleasure in the flesh

and gives no thought
for the devil.

ANN COGGESHALL: I never thought
that pleasures of the flesh

were work of the devil.

MR. EDWARD HYDE:
No, I know that.

But poor Henry Jekyll did not.

So, again, what a sad
waste of a wedding night.

ANN COGGESHALL: You
will get caught.

You realize that.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: We shall see.

Mind you, I never intended
to kill that stupid old man.

It's just that sometimes
giving way to one's temper

can bring great satisfaction.

ANN COGGESHALL: The
moment I set eyes on you,

I knew that words
weren't necessary.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: The
way you looked at me.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: The
way you looked at me.

ANN COGGESHALL: The second
time I came to see you--

MR. EDWARD HYDE: Pretending to
be worried about poor Henry.

ANN COGGESHALL: Hm.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: I knew.

ANN COGGESHALL: The
small glass of Madeira.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: May I?

We shall drink a loving
cup to the two of us

and absent friend.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

POOLE: Mr. Poole, Madam.

Is everything all right?

ANN COGGESHALL: Yes, Poole.

Thank you.

POOLE: I thought I heard voices.

ANN COGGESHALL: Voices?

No, you must be mistaken.

POOLE: Very good, Madam.

Good night.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Good night, Poole.

(QUIETLY) Yes.

Yes.

Oh, yes.

Edward, it's 6 o'clock.

It's time you left me.

[EXHALE]

[SCREAMING]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[SCREAMING]

POOLE: Mrs. Coggeshall, what?

Mrs. Coggeshall?

Mrs. Coggeshall, it's all right.

I'm here.

Mrs. Coggeshall, what is it?

Run for the Inspector quickly.

MAN: What's going on?

POOLE: I don't know.

Come upstairs, Mrs. Coggeshall.

ANN COGGESHALL: [SCREAMING]

POOLE: Take her up to the
room, and fetch her clothes

from the spare room.

ANN COGGESHALL: [SCREAMING]

POOLE: Go and fetch the
copper from the back.

MAN: Yes, Mr. Poole.

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN:
Mrs. Coggeshall,

if you know who the
man was, name him.

Was this man Dr.
Jekyll or Mr. Hyde?

ANN COGGESHALL: It
was both of them.

[CRASH]

OLIVER UTTERSON:
Henry, it's me, Oliver.

Please open the door.

[CRASH]

[STORMING OUTSIDE]

POOLE: Sir?

OLIVER UTTERSON: Now
listen to me, please.

Your master is either seized
with one of those maladies

that both torture and
deform the sufferer,

or it is not your master.

In either case, I'm now
resolved to bread down the door

to his laboratory.

And the inspector
here agrees with me.

Now come, Poole.

We shall need lamps.

Hurry, man.

Hurry.

[STORM CONTINUES]

Quickly.

Quickly.

[STORM CONTINUES]

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN:
Is it locked?

OLIVER UTTERSON: Yes.

[BANGING ON DOOR]

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN: Henry,
I demand to see you!

[INAUDIBLE] Oliver,
for God's sake.

[INAUDIBLE]

POOLE: That was not
the doctor's voice.

OLIVER UTTERSON:
Down with the door.

MAN: Stand aside.

Move away.

[GROANING]

[SCREAMING]

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN: Again!

[STORM CONTINUES]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[BANGING ON DOOR]

[COUGHING]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Too late.

Unto my cost.

ANN COGGESHALL:
Edward, open the door.

Edward, let me in!

OLIVER UTTERSON: Ann.

ANN COGGESHALL: For
God's sake, Edward.

OLIVER UTTERSON: Ann!

[SOBBING]

INSPECTOR NEWCOMEN:
Stand inside.

[BANGING ON DOOR]

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]

OLIVER UTTERSON: Help me, Poole.

[DARK MUSIC CONTINUES]

Killed himself.

POOLE: But, Mr. Utterson,
where is Dr. Jekyll?

[THUNDERING]

[AUDIO PLAYBACK]

DR. HENRY JEKYLL: Too late.

Unto my cost.

I've lived with the burdens with
which life lie upon one's own

shoulders and upon
nobody else's.

The man is master of his
fate and captain of his soul.

MR. EDWARD HYDE: I do not
wish to die upon the gallows,

so I shall find my own escape.

[WIND BLOWING]

And so I humbly ask
for God's forgiveness

and for the forgiveness
of all of those

whom I have so cruelly wronged.

[END AUDIO PLAYBACK]

[DARK MUSIC PLAYING]