All language subtitles for Dr.Jekyll.and.Mr.Hyde.2008.WEBRip.x264-ION10

♪♪

Lookin' sweet, mama.

Yo, blondie.

Hey there!

Come on sweetheart.

Don't be shy.

Actually, I'm off the clock.

Check the street.

No!

Shut up!!!

Shh.

No.

I'll do anything.

Anything?

Please let me go.

Please, please.

Oh my God! Oh my God!

Oh my God.

La-la-la-la-la-la--No!! Please! Please! No. No!

No! No! No! No!

Ah!

Go.

What?

Before I change my mind.

Ah!Boo!

I changed my mind.

No! Oh, no! No!

[traffic,
police sirens chirping]

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Home early sir.

Something came up.

I'll be happy to
pick up dinner.

I was just on my way out

to get those books
you ordered.

They can wait.

Under the weather again, sir?

Mrs. Poole, this work I've

been doing you know how

important it is to me.

Don't wish to be disturbed,
of course.

I'll see to it that you
have complete privacy

in the laboratory, as usual.

I keep bragging about
our number one neurologist.

I know, I know. I'm sorry.

And then you don't even show

at the resident's orientation.

I'll make it up to you.
I'll accept all your invitations

to boring dinner parties
for an entire year.

It's this outside research

project your
working on, isn't it?

How's it coming?

I'm not sure.

Well, whatever it is,
you know I encourage it.

It's good for the hospital.

But I also need you to fulfill
your duties here.

Argh!

Aaah!

Mrs. Goldstein's asking
for you again.

She, uh refuses to be examined
by anyone else.

Dr. Jekyll?

Oh! Uh, tell Mrs. Goldstein

I'll be there
as soon as I can.

Well, look at you.

You look like you
haven't slept in a week.

How ya been?

Uh, just some
coffee, please.

Black. And some aspirin
if you have any.

Glad you called, Gabe.

Oh, yeah?

To tell you the truth,
I've been worried about you.

What are you up to?

I've just been caught up
in a pet project.

What's her name?

So, how's the gallery
these days?

Wonderful.
A headache.

You know,
the way it should be

with the opening tonight.

The opening?

Yeah. You got the invitation,
didn't you?

No, no, I'm sure I did.

Okay, well,

just to be sure.

In Emily's memory.

Yeah.
Her last series of work.

She would want you there.

Well, I, I wouldn't miss it
for the world.

...a young woman found
stabbed last night.

Now police have yet to release

any details,
but many fear it's

the latest in a series of

brutal murders that
have gripped the city.

We have a reporter
on the scene now,

we go live to his location.

He's been
out there two months.

What kind of monster
would do this?

I'll be right back.

Emily called that,

"Lonely Woman".

Toward the end...

when she woke up
you were always there.

Always there to
take care of her.

She's still here.

I can feel her everywhere.

I ought to go.

Oh no, no, no, no.

You stay here.
I'll get you a drink.

Enjoy yourself.

Hey!

Hey.

You enjoying the show?

Yes.

Good.
Listen, I've got

a friend I'd
like you to meet.

I've locked
the exterior door.

When should I--

Not until morning.

Even if I beg.

Of course.
I understand.

No!

Get off! Ugh!

Nice crib, mister!

Just move in?

Henry, where were you last night?

Lost.

What are you
doing right now?

Well, I'm just on my way to see an artist.

What's

Gabe.

I..I'm in trouble.
I-- I, um,

I need your help.

Well, it's, it's
a legal matter.

It's, it's complicated.

Don't you have
your own lawyer?

Oh, he'd ask
too many questions.

I'm having trouble
following you, Henry.

All your contacts--
you seem to know everyone.

I was hoping that you
might refer me to, to--

To another lawyer.

Well, one who's discreet.
Whom I can trust.

Who can get things
done quickly.

How worried should I be?

Please.
Just do this for me.

Well, actually
I do know someone.

Don't worry about the appeal,
or the filing costs.

We'll just figure
that out later

so I'll call you tomorrow.

Hi.Hi.

Ah, sorry about the wait.

I, uh-- you must be--

Henry Jekyll.

Claire Wheaton.

Nice-- nice to meet you.

Please.
Come in.

Uh...

I'd like to tell you it's not
always like this, but--

I appreciate your meeting
with me on such short notice.

Oh well, Gabe's a great

guy, though I am
a little surprised.

As you can see you're not
my usual clientele.

Please, sit.Oh, that's the least
of my worries.

He made it sound urgent.

It is.

Well, then how
can I help you, Doctor?

That-- that girl they found

strangled two days ago.

This belonged to her.

How did you

Well, apparently
I took it as a souvenir.

I'm sorry, I don't--

After I--

the others too--

I'm the one
who's responsible.

That's not funny.

I want to plead guilty.
I want to waive trial.

And I want to be sentenced
as quickly as possible.

Hold on, wait a minute.

You're-- you're a dear
friend of Gabe's, right?

You are a respected physician

and you're telling me--

Can you help me or not?

Look, I'm not the best
person for this.

Some one with
more experience,

who specializes
in criminal defense,

that's who you should
be talking to.

No. No, no, no. Gabe,
he told me to come here.

He wouldn't have
sent me here

if you weren't
the right person.

Look, even if I believed you.

It-- you just can't.

It, um, just isn't
done this way.

Why?

For one thing,

most people who confess
to such horrendous

crimes didn't do it.

Do you know that
six people are dead?

And I'm telling you that
I'm the one who did it.

What could be gained?

What could be gained by

discussing options
except to try

and find some technicality

to try and get me off?

Look, obviously I don't have
expertise in this area,

but there could be
mitigating circumstances.

I'm not looking for a deal!

This could mean the
difference between a life

sentence and a death penalty.

This was a mistake.

Look, I can give
you the name

of someone, uh,
backed up by an

excellent firm
with the clout

and resources to handle

something like this.

Thank you for your time.

Ow.

God, no, no, no, no, no.

Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

Shut up!

What are you, crazy?

This'll help you sleep,
Mr. Lanyon.

I'll be back to check
on you in a little while.

Do you remember me?

I know.
I'm unforgettable.

Don't take it personally.

You were just in the wrong
place at the wrong time.

Let me tell you how
it's going to feel.

First there'll be a wave of

panic when I turn off the

machine measuring
your vital signs.

Then when I cut
the IV supply

your blood pressure will drop
and you might even feel

a metallic taste
in your mouth.

Aren't you surprised that
I know all this?

Which brings us to
the ventilator.

Now, when I've disabled it,

you...

well, it's hard to describe,
so why don't I just show you.

Yes?

Hi. I'm here to see
Dr. Jekyll.

I'm afraid he's not in.

Uh, do you happen to
know where he is?

He's not at work.

If you would like to
leave your name,

I'll be happy to
give him a message.

Please.
Let him know I was here.

It concerns a matter he came

to see me about yesterday.

Tell him I think
I can help.

Thank you.

Wait.

Come in.

Please wait here.Thank you.

What are you doing?

I was just, um--

He said to go away.

You'll have to leave.

Okay. Sorry.

We'll do it your way.

Thank you.

I would still have to know
what happened.

You wouldn't believe me.

A Harvard-educated physician,

who saves lives by day
and takes them by night.

How much more difficult
to believe could it be?

May I...

may I ask you
a personal question?

I'd prefer to
talk about you.

If you were forced to choose,

would you call yourself
good or evil?

Good, I guess.

Yet you've
had evil thoughts.

Occasionally acted
on them.

Huh?

Haven't we all?

Well, you see it's something

that I've always
been fascinated

with ever since
I can remember.

That how,
on an intrinsic level

it seems that we have two

distinct selves
within us.

One good and one bad.

Each struggling for control.

And as a doctor I--
I wonder

could it be the key to

understanding the very nature of

health and illness.

Well, for years it was,
it was just a private theory.

One I kept strictly to myself

but, then a year ago something

amazing happened that
changed all that.

As if it were meant to be.

I was in the Amazon.

Deep in the rainforest.

Treating remote tribes.

And came across a shaman who

worshiped a rare flower.

He believed it caused the soul

to separate, allowing the dark

self to escape so that
the light self can heal.

It was like nothing
I'd ever seen before.

Later, I took a blood sample

from the shaman and tested it.

Even his genetic makeup
had changed.

I had to find the flower.

I'd finally succeeded in

isolating its
psychotropic properties.

A catalyst to trigger
the effect.

The question was what?

For months it was all
I could think about.

A blinding obsession.

The more I searched
for the answer,

the more
out of reach it seemed.

Then just as I was
about to quit...

♪♪

♪ I'll hold your hand
while they drag the river ♪

♪ I'll cuddle you
in the undertow ♪

♪ I'll keep my hands on your
trigger finger ♪

♪ I'll take you down where
the train tracks go ♪

♪ Let's while away the hours

♪ Let's spend
an evil night together ♪

♪ We'll drink a toast
in a torture chamber ♪

♪ And you'll go down
on a bed of nails ♪♪

Edward Hyde.

That's what
he calls himself.

He even has a name?

At first only taking the serum
would make him emerge

and I could control him
and the experiment.

But then he became
more violent,

stronger and he began
appearing at will.

How often?

Oh, every week or two
in the beginning.

Always at night.

And then?

With increasing frequency

the more I tried
to suppress him

which may have triggered
his urge to kill.

I see.

You don't believe me.

You think I'm making this up?

If I'm going to be your lawyer
it doesn't matter what

I personally believe.

I'll prepare
a statement of facts.

Then we'll arrange for you

to turn yourself in.

We'll have you committed for

twenty-four hours.

Committed?

A psychiatric ward.

I'm afraid something
might happen again.

Yeah, it's just awful
about Mr. Lanyon.

We have no idea if
and when he'll be back.

You said he had
a heart attack?

About a week ago.
Um, that's him right there.

Uh, okay, here it is.

212 Battery St. apartment 4F.

It-- it says it, uh, it was
leased to Edward Hyde,

but it was paid
for by Henry Jekyll.

Why is that?

Sorry, I'm just a temp.

I don't suppose you, uh,
have an extra key.

To his place.

Gosh, I don't know if I can--

No, it's,
it's okay, I'm um,

Henry Jekyll's attorney.

I guess it's okay.

I think they keep
the keys in the back.

How could you
send him to me?

Why?
What's he done?

You say you know him
so well, how well?

I've know him
for many years.

He treated my wife's tumor.

What about mental illness?

Any history that
you know of?

As far as I know. No.

Drug abuse

Abnormal behavior of any kind?

Claire...

Henry is the most peaceful
person I know.

Well, then he's covering up
for someone.

Ever heard of a person
named Edward Hyde?

Who?

Never mind.

You're busy.
I've taken enough of your time.

But you are going to help him,
aren't you?

I don't know.

I'm not sure I want to
get involved.

Did you miss me?

I mean, what a way to
treat a dear friend.

First, locks on the door.

Then a loony bin.

It can't be.

You're so ungrateful!

To be given the freedom to

experience the darkest thrills

of the human soul
without anyone suspecting!

You're not real.

Oh well, you see,
you're wrong.

You're lucky I still need

you around or you would have

been gone a long time ago.

What do you want?

For you to stop
being a baby.

Suck it up!

Realize that only
by accepting me

can you finally
accept yourself.

I'm not you.

Oh no?

I'm a good man.

Boring.

That's why you're here.

You are all in my head,
testing myself.

Just think of all the good

times that we had.

Do you remember
our first kill?

That, that moment
of surrender.

It was so sweet.

I can take control.

You can't even tell
that lawyer girlfriend

of yours what you think you

want to do to her
because you can't.

Stop it!

Make me.

No more!

Hey! Are you okay?

Yeah....Is your door locked?

Still coming up empty.

DNA?

Doesn't match anything
in our databanks.

Prints?

Deformed like the others.

Maybe cuts the skin
off his fingertips.

And nothing yet on that area

we searched?
Wonderful.

I think we've
got something.

An earring was found matching
one the last victim was wearing.

Where?In an alley behind an
apartment building on Battery.

Anyone talk to the tenants?

This could be a coincidence,
but a lady

on the fourth floor says she

saw a woman running
from an apartment

last night, looking scared.

Do we have
an apartment number?

Getting a search warrant
as we speak.

Good.

Hi. You've reached the office
of Claire Wheaton.

Please leave me a message
after the tone.

I, um, I need a favor.

What happened to you, Henry?

You look terrible.

I, uh--

Um, here.

What's this?

If anything should
happen to me,

I, I want you to open it,

but only then.

Everything that you need
to do is inside.

What kind of trouble
are you in?

I need to make sure that

doesn't fall into
the wrong hands.

Henry?

No questions.
No questions.

I have no idea what's
going on with you.

You just--Please.
Please.

You can't just walk in here

Please just...

promise me,

promise me that you will
do this for me.

Yes.

Oh, what happened?

Mr. Hyde was here again
last night.

After you left I left him

alone as you instructed.

Well, he's unwell.

We shouldn't provoke him.

The police called.

The police?

They had some questions about

the apartment that you rent
for your cousin.

And what did you tell them?

Nothing.

It's strange that two people

from the same family
can be so different.

I'm sorry.

Yes!

Police! Freeze!

Hold it right there!

Henry Jekyll?
Police.

We have a warrant
for your arrest.

Put that down.

If you had stayed there
like you promised--

It wasn't like I had a choice.

Oh, and what am
I supposed to believe

that it was this other person
who escaped, not you?

Hyde. I told you
his name is Hyde.

And Hyde knows I'm helping

you which is why he
attacked me last night.

What?

After I found his place I saw

all the things
he took from you.

So who is he?

Why are you protecting him?

Claire, you're in danger.

Why do you keep
pretending with me?

Before it was random, now

he's doing everything that he

can to stay alive.

I can't help you this way.

I can feel him,
I can feel him.

Did you hear me?

As long as I'm alive
even prison

won't be enough to stop him.

I need the antidote.

What?

The one I've
been working on.

I finally figured it out just

before the police
arrested me.

By antidote you mean--

It's in my lab.
In a syringe.

You have to help me, Claire.

It's my only hope.

Is it just me you're
trying to convince

or do you have some other
plan I don't know about?

You still don't believe me?

It's getting harder
and harder.

Changing into another person

was not a metaphor!

How can you possibly know

what it's like to feel someone

else inside of you!

He disgusts me!
He defiles me!

Let's start over, okay?

Why don't we pretend
that you

just walked into my office?

What?

Plead guilty.
Waive trial.

Be sentenced
as quickly as possible.

I'm going to honor
your request.

Fine.

Anything else?

No.

Then I'll see you
at the plea hearing tomorrow.

So what are we looking for?

Right here.

This is where
Hyde attacked me.

Oh my God, Claire.

If I could only find him.

This is enough!

You get off this case!

I'm not getting off
this case.

Look, I know I referred him to
you, but whatever this is,

if anything happens to you.

Wait a minute.

Maybe we're being watched.

Security is tight surrounding

the trial and as you can see-- We are standing by here live

just outside
the courthouse

and the overall
feeling here today

is one of relief,
relief that--

While many people here
remain shocked that such

a distinguished doctor
and respected member

of the community could
have committed

such a heinous crimes.

All rise!

Please be seated.

Mr. Mendez.

Your honor.

Is the defense ready?

Yes, your honor.

Very well.

Regarding
the defendant's plea--

Your honor, if I may, I'd like
to move for a continuance.

On what grounds?

New evidence
which might have

a bearing on my
client's plea.

What are you doing?

Objection! Your honor anything
relevant to this case

should have been handed over
to us prior to this hearing.

I found out
about it last night.

And I'm supposed to
believe that?

Well, regarding this new
evidence counselor, you'll share

it with the district
attorney immediately.

Then be prepared
to enter a plea

first thing in the morning.

Court is adjourned
until then.

To plead guilty.

That's all I wanted.

Well, that's it?

This is a guy in a hood.

So what?

What if he's
actually the one

that killed all these people?

Oh, for God's
sake Wheaton,

your client signed
a full confession.

We found blood from three
of the victim's in his house.

To say nothing
of the DNA evidence

linking him to every one
of the crime scenes.

C'mon!Well, there's someone
else involved

and his name
is Edward Hyde.

There is no Edward Hyde.

And you know it.

Look, I know that you
suckered me into this delay,

but you're going to
have to do way better

than this "Hail Mary"

you pulled off of some grainy
skid row security camera.

Listen, given the bizarre

elements of the case,
I think we

both know I could make an

insanity defense stick.

What do you want?

To bring this guy in.

If it turns out
to be nothing

my client will plead guilty
across the board.

No conditions.

You have my word.

His name is Walter Swain.

He's a crackhead.

Not exactly what
you'd call reliable.

But he recognized Hyde
from the security cam picture.

Sorta, possibly, maybe.

That's the best we could
get out of him.

All right.
Cut him loose.

What?
You can't hold him?

On what charge?

Well, at least let me
ask him a few questions.

No, I think we pursued
this avenue sufficiently.

You remember the deal.

Now if you'll excuse me I have

a plea hearing
to reschedule.

Mmm-hmm.

Unbelievable.

Excuse me!
Excuse me!

What now?
Haven't you people

harassed me enough already?

I'm not the police.
I'm an attorney.

Well, whatever you're selling,
I'm not interested.

It's about Edward Hyde.

So you do know him.

Yeah, from a bar I think.

We talked once.
That's it.

Look, I need to find him.

Do you know where he is?

Listen please,
someone's life is at stake.

He said the cops
were after him.

He didn't say why.

He said he was going to
lay low for awhile.

Do you know where he is?

Someplace safe.

That's all he said.

Anyway, I gotta go.

If he contacts
you or if you

remember anything else,
call me.

Look, I already
told you everything.

Just in case.

So we have a problem?

Don't worry.
You've got your plea.

It's your client.

Dr. Innocent?

Just slit his wrists.

Who is it?

Yesterday, at the
police station,

you gave me your card.

What do you want?

Well, uh, you-- you get me

out of this place
and I'll get you something

on what's his name.

Hyde.

Yeah, exactly.

I'm listening.

It's about his landlord.

According to Hyde,

dude saw something

he wasn't
supposed to see.

What?

No idea.

All he said was
he didn't have

to do much, the guy
just like keeled over.

Like a heart attack?

I didn't ask, but, uh,

let's just say I wasn't
feeling the love.

This landlord,

his name wasn't Lanyon,
was it?

How the hell should I know?

Listen to me,
I can get you

out of whatever
mess you got

yourself into, but you're

going to have to
help me.

Do we have a deal?

Deal.

Mrs. Lanyon?

Yes?Claire Wheaton.

I just want to say
how sorry I am.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Did you know my husband?

Not very well.

No. Okay.

It just seems so sudden.

Yeah.

Do you mind me asking

just what happened?

Complications
from a heart attack.

I heard he had
heart problems.

I just wonder
what set that off.

Do you know it
was very odd.

I'd never seen him
that way.

He was-- like
a frightened child.

What do you mean?

Well, just before he slipped

into the coma,
he said the oddest thing.

At first I thought
he was delirious,

but he said he

could feel eyes
boring into him.

Cold, hypnotic.

Eyes?

Of a man,
as he lay there in

that alley where
they found him.

He said he saw a man change

into someone else
right there in

front of him.

Pure evil.

Thank you.

Can we have
some privacy, please?

I've requested that you
be taken off the case.

Listen...

I made a mistake.

Please just give me
a second chance, please.

I'm begging you.

I know that you were
telling me the truth.

I don't care anymore.

It's better that I get
the death sentence.

Listen to me.

If a killer takes
a hostage who

he forces to come
along with him

while committing his crimes,

that hostage
can't be blamed.

Who cares?

I care.

Regardless of whatever
guilt you

feel, you're innocent.

Hyde did it.

It's like you said,

he's a different person,
body and soul.

Well it's too late.

The only way that
I can get rid

of him is by dying

and I just want to die.

Do you remember me?

I know, I'm unforgettable.

Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

Oh, it's you.

Why?

Why did you
do this to me?

He wanted me.

Don't take me
away from him.

I liked you, Claire.

I liked you very much.

Henry.

Henry, please.

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

...we've all been waiting for

where Dr. Jekyll is expected
to enter his plea.

Will it be guilty
or not guilty?

Thank you.

How do you feel?

I feel great.

Did he come back?

No.

No, he's, uh, he's gone.

Can I trust you?

Well, I've-- I've always
told you the truth.

You're going to have to
trust me now.

Will the defendant
please rise?

To each of the six charges of

first degree murder,

how do you plead?

Not guilty, your Honor.

Order.

Order in the court! Order!

Insanity defense?
Good luck.

Who said anything
about insanity?

So Doctor, how would you

define dissociative
identity disorder?

It's a condition where
a single individual evidences

two or more distinct
personalities.

Each with it's own patterns

of perceiving and interacting
with the environment.

Now in your own
professional experience,

do patients ever pretend to
suffer from this condition?

Yes, usually within
a legal context

as part of
an insanity defense.

One of the problems with
diagnosing D.I.D. is that

there is no way
to objectively

prove that
the condition exists.

No objective way of
proving it exists.

So if I get
this right, Doctor,

then this Mr. Hyde, of whom
I might add we have absolutely

no record, not even
a Social Security Number,

he could be a complete

and total fabrication
of Dr. Jekyll's.

Yes.

So Mr. Swain, how many times

did you see Mr. Hyde?

Well, we hung out
in bars and stuff.

So you could identify Mr. Hyde
if you ever saw him again?

Yeah, sure.

Have you ever seen
the defendant, Dr. Jekyll?

Uh, no.

Could he be mistaken
for Mr. Hyde?

Yeah, it's funny, yeah.

I guess he could.

But uh, he's nothing like
the guy I'm talking about.

You see his eyes once and,

well, you're never
going to forget 'em.

So this Mr. Hyde,
he exists.

Yeah! He's for real.

Were you under
the influence,

Mr. Swain, when you supposedly

saw this supposed Mr. Hyde?

Yeah-- no, uh,

uh, maybe.

Yeah, no, maybe.

Okay.

Thank you so much
for your cooperation.

Sometimes very late at night

I could hear
the voice of this

other person

yelling and screaming.

It was terrifying.

Did you ever meet Mr. Hyde?

Yes.

Once.

Just an evil person.

I could see it in his face.

I knew

that he was there
to harm my...

... Dr. Jekyll.

There was nothing I could do.

We recovered DNA left
on each victim.

At each of the crime scenes,

on each of
the murder weapons.

All were found to contain
the same genetic markers.

All matching the defendant.

All of them?

And what are the odds,
Mr. Fowler, that--

that these markers
could belong to

someone, anyone, other than
the defendant?

Approximately one hundred
and seventy million to one.

Really?

It's what he's devoted to.

Preserving lives,
not taking them.

And you know this because?

He did everything
in his power

to save my wife.

She didn't have much hope,

maybe six months to live.

Then he helped her die with

grace and dignity.

And it was more
than just doctor skills,

it was his compassion.

She trusted him right
till the end.

Henry Jekyll,
the Henry Jekyll I know

could never do
these horrible things.

Well, this deal
they offered.

How bad?

Guilty, by reason
of insanity

in exchange for twenty
to life without parole.

Or take your chances
with the jury.

Which I can feel I'm losing

and risk a death sentence.

What does Henry say?

Only that he trusts me.

So what do I do?

What do your
instincts tell you?

My instincts have
been wrong before.

Look, whatever you decide,

don't give up on Henry.

I'd like to call my client
to the stand.

Dr. Jekyll, why did you

confess to crimes
you never committed?

The experiments
that I carry out

for my research involve

ingestion of psycho-tropic
substances.

They provoke
extreme reactions.

Psychological and physical.

I had a moment of doubt
I might

have been the one responsible

for these heinous crimes.

So am I to understand

that you had a moment
of confusion?

Yes.

Dr. Jekyll,
do you know Mr. Hyde?

Yes.

I do know Mr. Hyde.

How would you describe him?

To me,

Mr. Hyde
is an enigma.

I, I don't know
how he found me

or why he ever
came to my home.

I, I don't think I'll ever

really understand,
but what I do

know is that when
I emerged from

this very uncomfortable journey

I was accused
of murders that he

seemed to have committed.

Thank you.

No further questions.

After all the twists and turns

this trial has taken the

outcome at this point seems to
be quite uncertain.

We'll have to wait and see
whether the defense or the

prosecution has any more
tricks up their sleeves.

Thank you.

Thank you, Claire.

Ah, listen don't
thank me yet.

It's, uh-- it's not over.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

I'm free from him.

It's what
I wanted.

Whatever happens now
can't change that.

Good, because I'm not
finished yet.

Your honor, we'd like to

recall the State's
DNA expert,

Mr. Fowler.

Mr. Fowler isn't
it true there

are sections
of human DNA that

are unique to each individual?

They're called
polymorphic fragments.

They vary in shape from

person to person.

So essentially DNA profiling

is the process
of separating an

individual's
unique polymorphic

fragments from
those of all others.

That's right.

Have you ever heard of one

person having
two unique sets of

such polymorphic fragments?

By definition that
would be impossible.

Why is that?

Because the genetic coding of

each person's polymorphic

fragments is entirely
unique to that person.

I'm sorry, Mr. Fowler.

In that case why
is Henry Jekyll

on trial here instead
of Edward Hyde?

Objection, Your Honor.

Jekyll and Hyde are one
and the same person.

Well, that is false,
Your Honor.

Henry Jekyll
and Mr. Hyde

are two different persons.

What makes you say that,
Counselor?

Because according to samples

taken by the police
from Hyde's apartment,

the DNA of Dr. Jekyll

and Mr. Hyde are not the same.

What?

This is a fact your team

missed, Mr. Fowler.

Why was that?

Because he was so convinced

that Henry Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
were the same person

he carelessly failed

to compare
their DNA.

Only one person
fits the exact profile

of the killer.

And that person
is Mr. Edward Hyde.

It's all in your report,

Mr. Fowler.
Thank you.

No further questions.

Ladies and gentlemen
of the jury,

you heard the testimonies

attesting to
Dr. Jekyll's character.

He is the opposite
of a killer.

He is a healer and man

of vision and a man
of compassion.

The truth is simple.

Convicting him beyond any

reasonable doubt
would mean

disregarding any definition of

what constitutes
a human being:

his DNA.

The DNA found
at the scenes of

these barbaric crimes do not

belong to Dr. Jekyll,

but to another man.

Dr. Jekyll can't be held

responsible for these

horrendous acts.

The one and only person guilty

is Mr. Edward Hyde.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the killer
is still out there.

And he's ready
to strike again.

Thank you.

Almost three hours now, well,

two hours
and forty-three

minutes to be exact since

the jury began its
deliberations.

And given the lateness of the

hour it is unlikely that a

verdict will be decided until--

wait-- we are just

getting word now that
the jury is back.

And we will bring you all

those details
as soon as

they are made available.

Will the defendant
please rise?

In the matter of the State

versus Henry Jekyll,

we the jury find the defendant

not guilty.

Order in the court!

Thank you.

How's it feel?

Strange.

To get your life back, yeah.

Well, to know I'm
finally myself again.

I assume you want
that envelope back.

Envelope?

Yeah, the one you
gave me in case.

Oh! Right.

Uh, well, you can
throw it away.

You sure?Better yet burn it.

Forget he even
gave it to you.

I'm sorry?

No, it's okay, really.

No, it's what you said.

What I said?

You said "he".

Forget he gave
it to you.

Did I?
Yeah, well I meant me.

Who else would I mean?

Yeah, well.

Gabe, come on,
you don't think--

I had to ask.

Well, I guess you
have every right

after all that's happened,
but as my dearest friend

in the whole,
whole wide world--I know. I should know.

Don't you think?Mmm-hmm.

And?

And, uh, you look hungry.

And it's on me.

Always, always.

Yeah.

Hello?

Hey!

Hi, what a nice surprise.

Am I catching you
at a bad time?

No. It's just uh, another day at the office.

Low pay, insane hours.

I've been meaning to call.

I-- I never got a chance

to truly thank you.

Well, I'm just glad

everything worked out.

So what have you been
doing with yourself?

Are you back at work or--

Oh, no, no.

I'm not ready yet.

Ah, well, I feel ashamed
to be a free man.

Yeah, well I guess
that'll take some time.

Yeah. Anyway I--
I should let you go.

No listen, um,
I have somewhere

I have to be, but, uh--

do you want to grab a cup of coffee?

I guarantee you, you will have a bad time.

I am extremely boring outside of work.

Well,
I guess we

have something in common.

Yeah.

So I..I have to go
home after work,

but if you wanted to meet

me there,
if you don't mind.

Ah no, no,
no of course not.

Okay, then I will
give you my address.

Claire?

Yeah?

Thank you.

I'm coming!

Hello, Claire.

Henry.

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