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Hey! Where's your manners ?

Come along, gentlemen. These are no ordinary chairs.

They've seen many a "romantic" evening.

Fifty-five, overthere. Do I hear Sixty? Thank you. Sixty-five?

Sir, they've found her! She's alive.

- Found Who? - Sara Crawford.

- She's in Somerset. - Whatl? Are you sure?

According to the police, she moved there five years ago.

She changed her name, and she had a baby. The boy's growing up now, and...

- Kick 'em out. - Sir?

- Stop the auction. - But they've already started.

"Everything in this house belongs to Sara Crawford.

Stop them, before they sell another thing...

Well, don'tjust stand there. Go downstairs and kick the vultures out.

This was Dr Jekyll's favorite sculpture, so they say.

And Sara Crawford's too, no doubt. Now What am I bid for this excellent?

Stop! Stop the auction!

- This sale is now canceled. - Canceled? On Whose orders ?

- Mine. - Who the hell are you?

I am the executor of the estate - of the Iate Doctor Henry James Jekyll.

- Can I help your, sir? - Where is miss Elizabeth?

Here she is, sir.

Good work, Elizabeth. Keep it up.

Thank you, sir.

Sara?

How are you, Sara? Are you well?

It's me, Jeffrey Utterson.

I've been searching for you for years. Have I changed ?

Go away, Jeffrey. Leave me alone.

I've got something to show you. It's Henry Jekyll's Will.

You're his sole beneficiary, Sara. He Ief't everything to you.

His house, investments - everything he owned. I was about to sell it.

- I don't want it. Leave me alone. - But I hear you've gota son, now.

What of him ?

Well, doesn't he deserve a good start in life?

You stay away from him.

You tell him one word - one word of What happened in that house, and I'll kill you.

Now go away, Jeffrey.

Sara, What's happened to you? What's changed you like this?

You know What happened to me.

- My dear, I don't. - You saw him.

- You saw him yourself. - Who? Saw Who?

. - Hydel Hyde...? Hydel

Stand back! Stand back!

Is she dead?

Still breathing. Dr Jekyll's house is down the street. Help me pick her up. Gently, now.

Stand back!

Doctor Jekyll! Doctor Jekyll!

Poole, get Doctor Jekyll. Quickly!

Very well, sir.

What is it, Poole? What's going on?

Henry, there's an injured child here. I think she may be dying.

A man just pushed her under a coach. The most awful thing I ever saw.

She was just standing there, selling flowers, and...

Poole. Go outside and hail a cab. Quick as you can.

Sir Peter and Lady Woolston.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Peter, you old rascal! Who's going to Win the election?

Annabel, you're looking wonderful.

Are the children well?

Disgustingly well. Time you had some of your own, dear. Where's your husband?

- Singapore. - What a shame.

Doctor.

Mister Jeffrey Utterson.

Good evening. You know my daughter of course.

Yes indeed, Dr Lanyon. How are you, Sara?

Where's Henry Jekyll? I thought he was coming With you.

He's at the hospital. A child was injured in the street.

But he said he'd come as soon as...

Sara, I want you to talk to Professor Elliott.

I need chloroform and suture set. And find doctor Loyd.

- Poole, you stay here. - Yes, sir.

Father, that was intolerably rude. Jeffrey Utterson's a friend of mine.

He's a friend of Jekyll's. You should not have invited either of them. I'm very annoyed.

Sara, dear! We were just saying how brave you are.

Brave? How?

Letting your husband loose in the Far East. Surrounded by sultry maidens.

They don't allow maidens on board ships of the Royal Navy, Annabel. Sultry or otherwise.

But he's so handsome, dear. And you haven't seen him for ages.

I call that brave in a Wife, don't you Dr Lanyon?

Father, didn't you want me to talk to Professor Elliott? He's over there.

Oh. Did I say something wrong?

It's an intra-cranial hemorrhage, Paul. There's no other way.

But if you open up her skull, she could die on the table.

And if I don't release the haematoma, she'll die on the stretcher.

Henry, don't do it. You'll kill her.

Bring her in.

Prepare the instruments.

I'II save you. As God is my Witness, I'II save you.

Ijust wanted you to talk to him, that's all.

This silly feud's been going on for more than a year.

I won't have Jekyll in this house. And there's an end of it.

Just because he's disproved some of your theories?

Damnation, I've lost a daughter. How can I forgive that?

Forgive? What is there to forgive?

Louise died of pneumonia. There's no cure for that, and you know it.

Sara, I'm a past-President of the Medical Council.

Please don't lecture me on medicine.

Henry Jekyll killed your sister, just as surely as if he'd buried her alive.

Killed her? Father, What are you saying? He loved her.

He moved heaven and earth to find a cure.

Yes, like a Witch-doctor finds a cure.

Experimenting With one drug after another until he killed his own Wife.

The only cure for that charlatan is a bullet in the head.

Stay away from him, Sara. You're all I have Ief't.

Dr Lanyon, isn't this our dance?

Ready? Hold her head, Paul.

Completely still.

Trephine, please.

No movement at all.

Tissue!

Suture!

Now, Paul - When I've closed up, take her back to the ward and stay With her.

AII she can die of now, is an infection. But she won't. This one's a Winner - look.

Dry-dress the wound, give her plenty to drink, and I'll see her in the morning. Goodnight.

Sara, it really doesn't matter. Honestly.

It does matter. My father snubbed you, Jeffrey.

I'II make him apologize, you'll see.

- Make Who apologize? - Henry! How's the child?

Drinking hot milk, I hope.

That's a relief.

I think you should talk to Sara before you go in. And I'II bid you both goodnight.

Am I too late forthe ball?

Henry, I must talk to you. My father says...

Justa minute. That's not the last waltz they're playing, is it ?

- Yes, but... - No buts.

Goodness, how romantic!

Goodnight, Sara. Goodnight, Dr Jekyll.

Sara, our guests are leaving. And you, sir, Will oblige me by leaving now.

You are not welcome here.

Goodnight, Sara.

Leave me alone. No.

No! Leave me alone. No.

Hey, you ! That's enough. If she doesn't want to go With you, leave her...

Leave him, Mr Hyde. I'II deal With him.

Go on, Lucy. Get upstairs.

Please, no! No!

You know What you are? Troublemaker. That's What you are. Now, choose a girl or go.

No. Please, no. Please.

Please, no. Please.

Don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me...

Please, no. Please. Please don't hurt me...

Scoundrel!

Hey, you! Leave her alone! D'you hear me ?

I told you once. Now get out!

Leave me alone, I'm decent girl!

You all can go home.

Well, mister Utterson?

No, inspector. It wasn't any of these men.

Pity. We thought we might have got him this time.

Perhaps you'd be good enough to give Sergeant Hornby your statement.

Sure. This way, sir.

So the man's committed crimes before ?

AII over London. Arson, destruction of property.

Last night, he walked up to a policeman and broke his arm.

- For no reason ? - Some people don't reason. Do they ?

Do you think you'll find him ?

This is Scotland Yard, sir. We'd find him at the North Pole.

These, their, are the frontal Iobes - the areas Which control our personality.

And the brain works through a system of chemical messengers.

So, in theory, we can shape that personality. In any way we please.

- Your book says, by the use of drugs. - I'm flattered you've read it.

But Doctor Lanyon says the opposite. He says our behavior is fixed from birth.

- We can never be changed. - Dr Lanyon is wrong.

Drink six glasses of Whisky, and see if your behavior remains the same.

In this bottle, is a liquid called Reserpine. In India, they use it to treat melancholia.

People contemplating suicide, have had their outlook changed completely.

It's crude, but it works.

- So Chemicals do control the mind. - Yes.

Perhaps we should give some to Dr Lanyon.

Alright, that's enough ! We're on Ward B in three minutes.

Sir? One more question... Dr Jekyll, can drugs be used to improve the intelligence?

One day, Who knows?

In chapterthree, you say we can eliminate madness.

No, I say we can control it by inducing its opposite. There's a difference.

- Just be finding the right drug ? - In theory, yes.

But that's against the laws of nature, surely.

I can see you're a Lanyonite, Stevens. You'll take a lot of convincing.

No more questions. Ward B - of'f you go.

I asked downstairs. They said it would be alright.

If it's about last night - it was my fault. I shouldn't have accepted your invitation.

Henry, please Iisten. My father's been saying some terrible things about you.

- Does he still think I neglected Louise ? - He thinks you killed her.

What...?

By treating herwith untried medicines.

He's been reading your theories about drugs, and he thinks they're dangerous.

That's absurd. Louise died of pneumonia. Nothing on earth could have saved her.

She was his daughter, Henry. Try to understand.

She was my Wife! What kind of a man does he...?

- Doctor Jekyll ! - What is it, Mr Thomas ?

They're waiting for you on B-Ward, sir.

I'm coming.

Sara, can we talk about this ? Over dinner, or something ?

I can't. Not tonight.

Tomorrow, then. Lunch at the Cafe Royal ?

Very well. Henry, please be careful. My father's a very powerful man.

Follow me.

Can you all see ? This patient was brought in last night.

She'd suffered a severe sub-dural hemorrhage, requiring craniotomy

and sero-sanguineous fluid evacuation from the fronte-parietal Cºrtex.

- Are you a doctor ? - Yes. What gave me away ?

That.

- You're Victoria, aren't you ? - Vicky.

- Can I look under your bandages, Vicky ? - Yes.

Excuse me, Dr Jekyll. There's a reporter downstairs.

- Reporter ? - He says it's urgent.

- They can't. - Can't What ?

Look under my bandages.

Hmm. They look a bit suspicious. Keep an eye on them, ti“ I get back.

IWill. Don't you worry.

Dol have the honor of addressing Dr Jekyll? Edward Snape, sir - London Record.

- This'U only take a minute. - Whatwill ?

Mr anel Mrs Wyatt are over there, sir. If you'll follow me, please.

Justa minute. Who are they ?

The grateful parents, doctor. And very grateful they are, too, if I may say so. Nigel!

Now, sir. If you could just hold Mrs Wyatt's hand While we talk.

Nigel's getting an artist's impression for our readers.

"Medical hero meets distressed mother."

This is the doctor Who saved little Vicky for you.

- How do you do Mrs Wyatt ? - You'll have to shout, sir. They're both deaf.

How do you do Mrs Wyatt ?

Now, doctor. What went through your mind as the child lay helpless in your arms?

Well, I... I knew that surgery was...

- What's he saying ? - You'll read it in newspaper.

This will be too hot. Ithink I'II leave it.

But the evenings are cold, aren't they,ma'am? Out there in the tropics?

Not according to the Captain. He says Singapore's like a steam bath.

- Margaret, Will you leave us please ? - Yes, Dr Lanyon.

Sara, last week you brought a copy of that man's book into my house.

Last night, you invited him to the Lanyon Ball.

Father, if you mean Henry Jekyll, use his name.

But today, you went too far.

You visited a hospital With Which I am personally associated -

fora public meeting With the very man Who's trying to destroy my reputation.

Now, you're being ridiculous.

You're a married woman. The Whole town is talking.

You mean Annabel is talking.

Sara, I want the truth.

Has he seduced you ? Is that it ?

Father, how could you ?

Have you betrayed your husband With your own brother-in-Iaw ?

- Answer me. - How dare you ?

You answer my question With a question of your own. Sol have my answer. Have I not?

Father! Father!

Evening, Doctor. How's the child ?

She'll be as good as new. I don't want supper tonight, Poole. Will you tell Mrs Clark ?

I'm not happy With Mrs Clark, sir. She's the Iaziest housekeeper I ever met.

Not now, Poole. I've got work to do.

Very good, sir. Can I get you something to drink ?

- And don't wait up. - Goodnight, doctor.

Have you told the local police about him ?

Local police ? They're useless. D'you know What they said ?

You're in a dangerous trade. Dangerous ? How can I work ? Look at me.

- You wanted me, Dennis ? - This lady thinks she's met your maniac, Jim.

There's no "thinks" about it. Look What he done to me.

That's his picture in the paper. Why don't you do something ?

Dennis, get Inspector Palmer down here, Now.

You'll be here all the night long?

It's him, I tell you! It's the same man.

Hand me the mallet. Get the police, I'II keep him talking.

Good evening. First time here ? Like a drink on the house ?

That's oil! What the hell's he doing ?

Look out! He's going to burn us!

Bloody hellll Stop him! Stop him!

Calm now. He's gone. Step back, please.

And you're sure it's the same man ?

He lives there. His name's Hyde.

And Who's this "posh" friend ?

That's Who pays his rent. I told you.

And What does he look like ?

I never seen him. He pays Mrs Hackett.

The woman Who runs the place.

Jim, you, me and three men. Outside in five minutes.

Right.

- What's your name, Iuv ? - Lucy Fletcher.

There's a nurse upstairs, Lucy. Get her to look at those bruises.

God, almighty. What is he? A man, ora sewer rat?

Hey! Look What you done to my door.

Where is he, Mrs Hackett ?

- I was bringing the key. Look What he done. - Where is he ?

I told you. He comes and he goes. Who's going to pay for this door ?

Alan. This coat's still warm. He's onlyjust Ief't.

He'II be back.

You put that down. That's private property.

Who's his posh friend, Mrs Hackett ?

What posh friend ? I don't know no posh friend.

Yes, you do. The one Who pays his rent.

That Lucy tell you? She's a lying little slut. He pays the rent himself.

Now What's he doing ? Tell him to leave that alone.

- What is it, Jim ? Medicine ? - More Iike sulphur or something.

Bloody vandal. I had a key!

Mrs Hackett, if you're not out of this room When I count five,

I'II close this rathole down. Understand ?

- One... two... - Filth. That's What he is. Filth.

- What's it say on the label ? - "Reflux". What's reflux ?

I don't know.

Watching the old hag. I don't want him warned of'f.

Where are you going ?

Back to the Yard. I want to know What's in this bottle.

Wait a minute. Who's going to sit With the old hag ?

It's you she fancies, Jim. Not me.

Thanks. Oh, God!

The Cafe Royal.

Where is my daughter going, Williams ?

Er... Ithinkto her dress maker, sir.

At the Cafe Royal ? Get your hat and coat.

I want you to deliver a letter to the offices of the London Record.

Then the dawn came up.

She touched my hand...

and Iwatched her slip away.

I can feel hertouch. Even now.

Henry, I'm so sorry.

She was my Wife, Sara. And yourfatherthinks I killed her ?

Try to forgive him. He's old.

And I'm making it worse.

How can you be making it worse ?

By being friends With you.

He's accused me of being your mistress.

Oh, this is outrageous. I'm going to talk to him.

No, Henry. It's not important.

- It's got to stop, Sara. - It doesn't matter.

Of course it matters ! Talk like that could ruin you.

It's not me he's trying to ruin. It's you!

Me? Why?

Please sit down, Henry. Please.

- You're replacing him, don't you see ? - No, I don't see.

Then you're blind.

AII his life, he's been respected for his knowledge.

His books are the standard works of medicine throughout the world.

And now you've challenged them.

Science moves on, Sara. Nothing stays the same.

You're not listening. You believe that science should have no limits.

He sees that as evil.

Evil is nota scientific word.

Perhaps that's Why he fears you.

"Man was made in the image of his Creator.

So not only are Jekyll's theories dangerous,

they also laugh in the face of God."

The ravings of an old man, Mr Devlin. We can't print a word of it. I'II send it back.

Dr Lanyon is a past-President of the Medical Council, Snape.

You don't ignore a man like that.

Show the letter to Jekyll. We'll print his answer on the same page.

- I was going to suggest that, sir. - Oh, really?

I've persuaded the editor to print this letter, after all.

Oh, wonderful!

My compliments to Dr Lanyon, and get my name right.

Snape. Edward Snape.

Very good.

Give my regards to Richard. I hear he's in line for Admiral.

So they say.

You'll enjoy Singapore. Sunshine - all those Navy parties.

- Don't mock me, Henry. Please. - Mock you ?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.

What did you mean ?

It's getting Iate. I must go.

Sara, I've known you since you were a little girl.

What's wrong ?

Nothing. I'm just tired, that's all.

It's more than that. What is it ?

I don't love him. It's not his fault.

Ijust don't love him. I never have.

Oh, Sara. Why did you marry him ?

- Why? You know Why. - I don't.

Yes, you do.

Because... because I couldn't have you !

Goodbye, Henry.

Sara!

This is the gentleman, sir. He's been waiting for over an hour.

I told your man we'd met before, doctor. But I don't think he believed me.

- Edward Snape - London Record. - Yes, Mr Snape.

My editor received this letter today. It's from an eminent surgeon - a Doctor Lanyon.

I've decided to print it, so I thought you might like to comment.

Your parents are due at eight, sir.

Thank you, Poole.

Isn't your father a Member of Parliament, doctor ?

A man of progressive views, Iike yourself I believe.

What's in the letter, Mr Snape ?

It's in the nature of an attack on your book, sir.

I was just admiring your art collection. Very impressive.

And I say that as one Who prefers photography to art. The advance of science, so to speak.

But that's What the great debate is all about, isn't it doctor?

The advance of science? We'll print your reply, of course.

Doctor? I said we'll print your reply. A chance to put your views across.

I'm sure that's only fair. Don't you agree ?

. I'd like to study the letter first.

I'm sorry, doctor. We go to press in two hours.

Perhaps I could ask you a few questions, instead.

Were once married to Dr Lanyon's daughter, I believe.

Do you mind telling me how she died ?

Good evening, Father.

Where are all the chairs ? Where's my chair ?

- Are you addressing me, madam ? - Father, What's going on ?

Iam not your father. I have no daughters now. Both are dead.

What do you mean ?

You are not welcome here.

You must go to your husband.

Father, What are you saying ?

Williams, you will remove this person from my house.

Af'ter that, you will post this letter that I have written to her husband.

I never Wish to see her again.

Now, do your duty.

No, wait.

You were seen! Seen in the park!

In the arms of your lover.

Now, get out.

- Williams, stop ! Leave me alone. - I'm sorry, ma'am. I have my orders.

Stop this ! Father stop him !

Adultress !!

I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm truly sorry.

Very intresting theme, doctor. One more question, Dr Jekyll.

This conflict between you and Dr Lanyon. Is it entirely scientific?

Is it entirely scientific? Or could it be... well, a personal matter?

He's the one Who wrote the letter, Mr Snape. Why don't you ask him ?

Oh, IWill sir. That's myjob.

But you must admit, it's a strange (:o-incidence.

A father-in-Iaw With a grudge, perhaps ? It's been known before, ifl may say so.

- Excuse me, doctor. - Yes, Poole ?

- Could you spare a moment, sir. - What is it ?

- I think it's important. - What is ?

Mrs Crawford's here.

Mrs Crawford ?

I'II show you out.

He was beside himself from fury!

- I'II talk with him. - It's useless.

This way, please.

He'II pay for it, be sure. Listen to me, Sara.

Who's the, er... lady ?

Sir. Goodnight.

Stop worrying. It's alright. Poole, bring some towels. And call Mrs Clark.

Mr and Mrs Jekyll are arriving.

Your parents? Oh Henry, I'II have to go...

Crawford. Mrs. Crawford.

Pool, close the door.

Mister Jekill, missis Jekill, good evening.

Good evening, Pool.

Then the Secretary of State asked me if I had enjoyed the evening.

So I told the old fool the truth.

What did you say?

Don't encourage him, Henry. It was most unseemly.

Don't listen to this, Poole. I said that if the soup had been as warm as the

champagne, and if the fish had been as fresh as the maid, and if the maid had

been as Willing as the hostess - it would have been a very rewarding evening.

You should have seen his face !

It's a wonder we're invited anywhere.

Your mother's still ashamed of me, Harry. After all these years.

To rewarding evenings.

In port Wine? Where's your Napoleon brandy?

This is the doctor's room, as you can see. I'm only the housekeeper, of course,

but I've put you in here because I've had no instructions to the contrary.

I'm sure it will be alright, Mrs Clark.

I've laid out one of your sister's night gowns. I expect it will fit.

Thank you.

It's no trouble. He kept all of her clothes.

They were very devoted, the doctor and your sister.

So they tell me. I've changed the sheets.

- Good night, madam. - Good night, Mrs Clark.

Well, if you gentlemen will give me a moment to myself... Thank you, Poole.

Coffee will be served in the drawing room, Mrs Jekyll.

You can't fool me, Harry. So don't try.

Fool you ? How ?

You're overworking. I can see it in yourface.

I worked like that. To educate you.

And I'm very proud of you. So don't kill yourself.

I'm proud of you, too.

He didn't say much, Mr Devlin. As you can see.

So Who was this woman in his arms ?

The butler called her Mrs Crawford.

I've looked in the Medical Register, but there's no Doctor Crawford listed.

Medical Register?

People mix With their own kind, Mr Devlin. She might have been a doctor's Wife.

She's Sºmebody's Wife. Keep at it. I smell a scandal brewing.

Good bye.

Well, goodnight, Harry. And your mother's right. You should marry again.

Oh, Dr Jekyll ? Could I have a word, sir ?

What is it, Mrs Clark ?

I'vejust looked in on Mrs Crawford, and she's sleeping soundly.

Would you like me to make up a separate room for you ?

OrWill you be making your own arrangements ?

I'll be Staying at my club tonight.

If you say so, sir. Only, nobody told me.

It's my fault, Mrs Clark. I forgot.

You know best, Mr Poole.

Sara Crawford ? Louise's sister ?

Yes. I'II tell you about it tomorrow.

Well. Goodnight, dear.

- Goodnight, Harry. - Goodnight.

- Goodnight, Harry. - Goodnight.

No! NO!

No! NO!

Doctor?

Doctor. . .?

What is it, Poole?

I don't know, ma'am. Dr Jekyll...?

It's alright, Poole. Goto bed.

Is anything wrong, sir ?

Ijust dropped something. Goto bed.

If there's anything I can do...

Go away !

Would you like a hot drink, ma'am ?

- No. Goodnight, Poole. Goodnight, Mrs Crawford.

Time, Jack ?

Half past bloody two.

You hungry?

What is it ? Bread and cheese ?

No. It's a smoked salmon souf'fle. Eat it While it's hot.

Jim...

It could be.

- You think it's him? - May be.

- He's going inside. - Let's find out.

It's his room.

- Are you ready? - Yes.

Jack! Hold him ! AAAGH !

Oh, my god.

He's dead.

Good morning, ma'am. It's Poole.

Mrs Crawford ?

I have breakfast for you.

Mrs Crawford... What is it ? What's help...

Mrs Clark! Come quickly...!

Mrs Clark!

Mrs Clark! Where are you?

I can't wait any longer. When Sergeant Hornby gets here, give him this box and tell him...

He's here now, sir.

- How's Jack's Wife? - How do you think ?

They asked me When their ad was coming home.

Calm down, Jim.

- Here, take this. - What is it ?

That bottle. The one we found in his room.

I want to know What's in it and What it's used for.

Something's giving him his bloody strength, that's for sure.

He killed Jack With one hand.

So get it analyzed. You know What "Reflux" means ?

I looked it up. It means flowing backwards.

Alan ? We've got to get him, now. You know that, don't you ?

Oh, we'll get him. That I guarantee.

He he was just there.

Sitting on the bed. Oh god, it was horrible.

Don't talk. Here. This make you sleep.

- Poole, Where's Mrs Clark ? - The damn woman's gone out.

I want her here, With Mrs Crawford.

No, I'd rather be alone.

You'll feel drowsy soon.

I want you to sleep.

How did he get in ? He was sitting there. On the bed.

- You wanted me, doctor ? - Where have you been, Clark ?

To get the police! They're waiting downstairs.

I hope I did right ?

If you want any more, get 'em yourself.

- Hey. How old are you, cheeky? - Fourteen.

Do you want to be fif'teen ? Clear of'f.

- Ted? Here's your article. - Literature at last.

How long Will this take ?

Ten minutes, if you're lucky. Twenty if you're not.

Here. Have some. Keep up your strength.

Very funny.

So When can we see the lady?

Not until this evening. She's under sedation.

Do you know how he got in, sir ?

The, er... the Window in my laboratory is broken.

Poole, perhaps you could show the officers.

- Certainly. - This way, please.

Eureka.

Hello, Mrs Crawford.

You're writing 3 news item, for goodness' sake - not an essay.

Quote the Prime Minister in the first paragraph. What is it, Snape ?

Society page. Three years old.

"Marriage of Captain Richard Crawford of the Royal Navy,

to Sara, younger daughter of Dr Charles Lanyon."

That's Who she is, Mr Devlin. She's Sara Lanyon.

Lanyon's daughter? In Jekyll's arms?

It's happened before. Wife dies - go for the sister.

- Sharpen your pencil. - Never blunt, sir.

Doctor accused. All the latest news .

Royal visit to India! All the latest... Doctor accused!

Take you back? What d'you mean, take you back?

This place is crawling With coppers 'cos of you!

I can't find anywhere else.

Then Why d'you go to the police, you stupid little slut ?

'Cos he beat me, that's Why!

Pity he didn't break your neck.

I'II get you, you old bag ! You see if I don't

I'II tell them about the doctor.

You do, and I'll kill you!

You're back.

The police are looking for you. That man died last night.

You killed him. So I'II need more money.

Tell the doctor, I need more money. Understand ?

Oh, god.

Come in here, and tell me about the doctor.

That's impossible.

What's wrong now?

Well if the powder's acidic, it should turn that Iitmus red.

You don't know What you're doing, do you?

I'm a technician, Sergeant. Nota genius.

You should have taken it to a chemical analyst.

That's not What you said When I came in. Where do I find one?

- Try the universities. - I want a name.

Well, ask the man Who wrote that book.

Perhaps he knows What the bloody stuff is. I don't.

Margaret, step back please.

- Morning, Doctor Lanyon. - Good morning, Margaret.

Margaret. Wonderful.

Hello, gorgeous. A girl like you could flutter a sailor's heart.

Is the Captain's Wife at home?

Who's asking?

Of course. You must be Margaret.

How do you know my name?

Prettiest girl in Mayfair, the Captain always says. How right he was.

Are you from Captain Crawford's ship?

No finer man ever sailed the seven seas, Margaret.

But he's besotted. The Captain's like a Iovesick duck.

Ted, he says to me, When you're in London, tell my dearwife how much I miss her.

I'd do anything for the Captain. So is the lady at home?

Oh, no...

What's wrong?

She's gone. Dr Lanyon slung her out.

Last night, in the pouring rain.

They say she's got a lover. That Dr Jekyll.

A lover ?

I'm shocked, Margaret.

I neverthought I'd live to hear it said.

What are you going to tell the Captain?

The truth, Margaret. The sad, sad truth.

Justa minute. What's your name?

Yes, Johnson. I've read that article in the Record.

And Dr Lanyon must be blind.

AII over Africa, men Who believe they're going to die, do die.

And Why ? Because the mind controls the body.

Alterthe mind, and you alterthe man.

If that was true, we could be anything we wanted to be.

And one day we will be.

Tall, short, strong, weak - just like grafting roses.

But that's like playing God.

Yes. And it will happen.

Science Will control our shape, our intelligence,

even create new breeds of men.

Violent men to fight our wars, docile men to do our work.

Hell on earth...

I want no part of it.

Alright, I'II ask you again !

He walks in here and he rents a room. What was his name?

I told you. He said he was a doctor. That's all I know.

Then a week later, this Hyde arrives. He turns this pig pen into a sewer,

and starts hitting the girls. But you don't Cºmplain!

He was a patient ! The doctor was treating him.

He must have paid you a lot of money - our friend the doctor.

Twenty pounds, was it? Thirty? XTo shut your mouth?

Cough yourself of'f.

Alright, Mrs Hackett. Who is he? Who's Hyde? Answer me.

- The devil. - What?

The devil.

Sara? Are you awake?

Henry, you frightened me.

- Can I talk to you? - Of course.

- Oh. My head hurts. - I'II get you something.

No, don't go. Have they found him?

No. They can't.

What do you mean?

They'II never find him.

Why not?

Because he isn't real.

Henry, I didn't imagine it. He was here. In this room.

I felt him, I smelt him, he hit me. I'm not making it up. It happened.

Sara, hear me out. Please.

I know how real he can seem.

Because I know Who he is.

You know him? Then how can you say he's not real?

Because he's induced.

You're not making any sense. If you know him, he's real. Who is he?

Henry, Who is he?

He's me.

What? Oh, my god. This is insane. Henry, What are you saying?

I don't have much time.

If I tell you, will you listen to me? Right to the end?

Doctor, the police have returned. They're asking for Mrs Crawford.

- Tell them to wait. - Sir.

Sara.

I'm in more trouble than any man alive. Will you listen?

Doctor Jekill. The police will see you now, sir.

I'm coming.

Let me see if I've got this right. You didn't see his face ?

Not clearly, no.

And you can't describe his clothes.

It was too dark.

At seven-thirty in the morning?

The curtains were closed.

Mrs Crawford, I know this is distressing.

But is there anything you can tell us about this man? Anything at all?

Ah, doctor...

- There is one thing, Sergeant. - Yes, ma'am?

There's a broken Window in the doctor's room.

- We've seen it. - Perhaps he climbed in there.

Not unless he was a contortionist.

It was broken from the inside.

Oh. Then, there's no more I can tell you. Absolutely nothing.

I'm sorry I've wasted your time.

I see.

Well, if you do remember anything...

You'll be the first to know. Goodnight, Sergeant.

Goodnight ma'am.

Goodnight, doctor. We'll find our own way out.

What's her game?

You mean you don't know? Lovers' tif'f.

Jekyll hits her, the butlerfinds her. AII very embarrassing, so she spins us a yarn.

Nice looking girl, though.

Yeah. Better Without the bruises.

Can I show you something ?

This is Where he was born.

Hidden in these pages.

Eighteen years to work it out.

Insects, mice...

then, one day last April,

I saw it in a flash.

It should have been a way to turn the ugly beautiful,

to make the stupid bright.

But all I found was Hyde.

Henry, I don't understand this.

No, please listen.

You did a wonderful thing just now.

You gave me back my freedom.

And it's more than I deserve.

Well, here's my answer.

- Henry, no! - Leave it, Sara. Let it burn.

But it's your life's work.

It's a betrayal. I'm a doctor.

I'm supposed to get rid of pain, not cause it.

I took an oath.

That's What my father always says.

He's right. And Iwas wrong.

Will you go back to Singapore ?

Do you want me to?

Living With her own brother-in-Iaw ? Annabel, are you sure?

It's all over the papers. And they don't even deny it.

It's outrageous.

My dear, that's Why the Whole town is talking.

Oh, Charlotte look. It's Beresford Mount.

Beresford Mount!

Dr Jekyll?

No, sir. This is Dr Jekyll.

Doctor, my name's Beresford Mount. We've beenreading about your theories in the papers.

Very controversial. Perhaps you'd care to discuss them over supper.

I don't need an argument tonight, Mr Mount. And in any case, I'm With friends.

So am l, sir. The party I am With is sitting up there.

In the Royal Box. I'm the private secretary to the Prince of Wales.

Perhaps we should meet in the foyer and go on from there.

It's a privilege to have met you, Mrs Jekyll.

Annabel, you don't think they've been invited?

Certainly not.

The Prince has more sense.

It's good of you to come at this Iate hour, Dr Lanyon.

I had no choice. I was a guest at the Commissioner's dinner table.

- Where is this substance? - Here, sir.

There's not much of it Ief't, I'm afraid. I've carried out so many tests.

- What tests? - The ones in your book, sir.

You've eliminated strychnine, iodine and morphine?

Not yet, doctor. No.

Potassium permanganate, all the opiates?

I don't have the equipment, sir.

So I see.

I'II give you a list of Whatl need, and I'll start after lunch tomorrow.

Hot chestnuts! Get your chestnuts! Hot chestnuts!

What's the matter? Trade not good?

What if he doesn't come back?

Then we'll get him another way. Won't we, Sergeant?

Bloody waste of time.

Hot chestnuts! Get your chestnuts! Hot chestnuts!

Fancy a chestnut?

Then When I said I wasn't Mrs Jekyll, they all just nodded and smiled!

What else could they do ?

The Prince has gota string of mistresses. And two of them were there.

A string?

That's Why he looks so old.

He doesn't look a day over forty.

You do know he's only sixteen?

Fool.

Let's stop and tell my parents we've just had supper With the Prince of Wales.

They'II love it.

Oh no, Henry. Not now. I can't face them yet.

Of course you can.

Driver! Stop!

No, Henry. Please. I've had too much champagne. I can hardly get my words out.

Nonsense. They'II never dotice the nif'ference.

- You go. - Without you?

Yes, you'll enjoy it. Well, go on.

Driver, take this lady on - to 25 Clifford Street.

Or as she would say, 25 Strifford Cleet.

Don't keep them up too late.

Nonsense! A celebration is a celebration.

And it calls for Napoleon Brandy - the only drink for heroes, and the terror of the weak.

Except, I can't rememberwhere I put it.

You always do this. Why do you keep hiding it?

Because the cook's a drunk. You look that side, I'II look this.

The Prince doesn't have to hide Jii? brandy, I'II wager.

You mother'll talk all night, now. You know that, don't you ?

What Harry said to the Prince, What the Prince said to Harry - I think I'II sleep down here.

We didn't talk a lot, you know. There were twelve other people there.

That won't stop your mother. She'll make it up.

Now, about Sara. Is she getting a divorce?

You can't thumb your nose at society for ever, Harry.

They'II freeze you out in the end. They always do.

What's that? What have you done?

NOII...

Henry! What is it? Henry!

Henry! What's the matter?

William ? Henry ? I heard a noise. Are you all...

Ready?

Out the way ! Out the WAY!

Out the way !

That's him! Get him!

Hold him !! Hold him !!

He stopped here.

Why would he do that?

Any port in a storm? Come on!

Jekyll. H J Jekyll... Come on. Let's comb the area.

Who is it ?

Who's there?

Henry! What is it? What's wrong?

What's happened?

He's killed my father.

Oh, my god.

I can't control him.

Sara, he's inside me.

Inside you?

No, he can't be.

You destroyed it - the Chemicals, everything. You destroyed it.

He's a part of me. Like... like a huge Viper, living inside me.

I keep him drugged... but he's so strong.

It worked at first. But he's so strong.

Oh, my love!

Oh, my love!

Murder! Murder in Mayfair! Get the news! Racing results!

All the racing results! Murder in May'fair -get the news...

It's a very sophisticated compound, Inspector.

That's Why it's taking so long.

At least four of the ingredients are completely new to me.

Quite extraordinary. Right. Bring me the distillation.

Don't go to too much trouble, Dr Lanyon.

We only wanted to know What it might be used for.

But first I have to know What it is.

Sir? Should it be clear this time? Clear liquid?

Of course.

It's not, sir. It's happened again. Look.

How much of the original compound is Ief't?

Only about an ounce.

I'm going to send a small sample to every research institution in London.

Good idea, sir.

There is an answer. There must be an answer.

And I'II find it.

Yes. Well, good day gentlemen.

Right, Doctor. I'II see you out.

Good bye, sir.

Hope you sit on a bunsen burner.

I thought you admired him.

Not after What they said about him in the papers.

Threw his daughter out in the rain, the old reptile.

I kept the paper on the bench to embarrass him. You should have seen his face.

Jekyll... Dr H J Jekyll.

Alan! Alan!

Mother, it's me, Henry.

Dr Lloyd says it's irreversible.

Yes.

It's a stroke, isn't it?

Yes.

Can she hear us?

No.

And she doesn't see us.

That's him.

Mr Snape? I'm Sergeant Hornby. Scotland Yard.

Oh, yes?

Apparently, you wrote this article.

That's right.

What do you know about Doctor Henry James Jekyll?

Enough. Why?

Does he treat mental patients, by any chance?

Dangerous ones?

Violent ones?

Ah. I get your drift.

You mean the sort of Iunatic Who might push little girls under coaches.

Right outside his house.

Might even live in the house, Mr Snape.

Well, well.

Sit down, Sergeant. I'II tell you everything I know.

It's hopeless.

You found it once, you'll find it again.

There's thirty-two ingredients, Sara.

Over a thousand combinations. It took years...

and I've burned all my notes.

I'm going to my father. I know he can help.

It's too late. There's no time.

But he's already helping the police.

It says "Chemicalswere taken from the suspect's room in Limehouse,

for analysis by the eminent Dr Charles Lanyon".

Limehouse...?

Excuse me, Doctor. A visitor's arrived.

They didn't destroy it. Sara, they didn't destroy it. It still exists.

- Who is it, Poole? - Mr Utterson, ma'an. He's downstairs.

They've still got the bottle - that Whole bottle.

I could analyze it, reproduce it.

- Shall I say it's inconvenient? - Yes...

I could do it in days!

No, I'II come. Henry, wait there.

Sara, I'm sorry to arrive unannounced but I had to offer my condolences...

Thank you, Jeffrey. I'II tell Henry.

A double tragedy. I believe Mrs Jekyll suffered a stroke.

Yes, we saw her this afternoon.

I'm so sorry. As the family lawyer, if there's anything I can do...

You're most kind. Perhaps we could meet in a few days, and...

What was that? The front door?

Henry...?

Henry, wait.

Take care!

Come on.

There's three men at the back, and two more at the end of the mews.

Right. Wait here.

Evening, Sergeant. Any chance of an exclusive ?

Wait and see.

Doctor Lanyon, there's someone here With a note.

Let me see it.

I told him you were dining, but he says it requires an answer.

Jekyll?

Wants me to see a patient? Good God.

I told you wait outside.

Help me.

Alright, Williams. Leave us.

Are you sure, sir?

He's a referred patient. I have to see him.

As you Wish, doctor.

Well, What is it?

Powder! Where is it?

Police gave you my powder. Get it!

It's... it's there. In the letters.

I was sending it to colleagues... find out What it contains.

What are you doing?

Saving my neck. From the noose...

You can't drink that. It's poison.

Charles.

Help me. Please.

A fair Iikeness, Mr Utterson?

There can't be many men like that, Inspector.

Precisely. Last month he injures a child outside this house.

And last night he's out there again.

You haven't seen any prowlers in the area, Mrs Crawford ? Nobody suspicious?

- No. Nothing at all. - You surprise me.

Two weeks ago, you told the local police

that you were attacked and raped in this very house.

Is there anything you'd like to tell me, Mrs Crawford?

No... it can't be.

Charles, please. Please listen.

It's a trick.

It's not a trick. It's meta-biological change.

Not possible.

But you've seen it. It's Iike phosphorilation on a massive scale,

but I don't know how the cells re-form.

You're insane...

I'm not insane, I'm desperate.

Charles, in the name of pity.

There's no time. But With your knowledge and mine,

we can suppress it, reverse it. I know we can.

H ow?

We'll analyze the powder. How much have you got? How much is Ief't?

How much?

The green bottle. From Hyde's room.

I Iabeled it Reflux.

You've got it. Where is it?

Henry...

Henry... there is no more.

Help me! Somebody help me!

Only God can help you.

Then Why doesn't he?

- Thank you, Poole. - Ma'am.

And you have nothing to add ?

Nothing, Inspector.

Then I'II bid you goodnight.

Dr Jekyll, there's someone... Dr Jekyll...?

Henry! Henry!

Henry, thank goodness. I thought...

Sara, get out. Leave me.

But I've got to talk to you.

Look! He's coming, Sara.

Now get out before he kills you. Run.

Henry !

Sara, What's happening ? - Go away.

No! Go away!

Sara, stand aside.

Leave them !

- Sara, stand aside. - Leave them !

Inspector!

Inspector Palmer!

I love you, Henry!

Oh god, howl love you.

Yes!

Sara!

Sara, dear! Well, come on.

Break it down.

He'a dead?

Shot himself. Twice.

But here was someone else!

No trace of breaking in.

Jim! Don't let nobody in! Call that reporter.

And bring a blanket to cover the body.

Yes, sir.

Suicide.

I never knew, Sara. Never knew the truth.

My father died a month later.

So I'm the only one Who does know.

And now me.

Yes... And now you.

What Will you do ?

Live here. With my son.

- But he must never be told, Jeffrey. - Of course.

Never.

. I assume he's Henry's child?

Oh, yes. He's Henry Jekyll's child.

Harry !