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I don't know where he came from. I
didn't see anyone.

I don't know where...

I've got to go back. I've got to. She's
still back there. I've got to go back.

Just relax, son. Just relax. I've got to
go back.

I've got to go back.

She's still there.

This won't hurt.

That's the boy.

What's your name?

Jason.

Jason Grant.

You live at home with your folks?

Uh, no.

Let me ask you this.

Is there anyone to care for you while
you're recuperating?

Janet?

Janet? Janet who?

Janet Wells.

You don't understand.

I've got to go back. She's still there.
Just calm down.

Calm down.

What do you do, Jason?

Me? I'm a student.

What are you studying?

I'm an art student.

Two weeks.

Was it only two weeks ago that all this
began?

Well, well, well, Miss Wells.

You have a great deal of talent. Yes,
very good.

You'd spend less time being cute. You'd
have more time for your drawing.

That's really good, Janet.

Thanks, Marika, but it could be better.

I'm afraid we'll have to call it quits
for the day.

I'll see you all tomorrow.

Well, see you in the morning.

You don't have to wait that long.

Sorry, Joyce, I've got other plans.

Won't you even take a rain check?

Maybe next week, okay?

Ciao.

Hey, Janet, I'm really starving. Let's
go eat.

Food? Did I hear someone say food?

That's a wonderful idea. Who invited
you?

Ah, here it goes again.

Mr. Instant Uptight.

Scotty is coming because I invited him.

Okay.

Hey, Marika. Yes, Jason. Would you care
to join us?

Well, I'd love to.

But maybe you three would like to be
alone for a change, hmm?

Ha, ha, ha. Come on.

Who's there?

And where do you think you're going?

With you. Where did you think I was
going?

Not tonight, Jason.

What do you mean?

Look, I'm tired, I'm dirty, and I want
to go to sleep.

Good. It just so happens I'm tired and
dirty, and I could use a good night's

sleep. Well, you'd better go home,
because I feel like painting for a few

First you say you want to sleep, and
then you say you want to paint all

What are you trying to tell me?

Look, I just feel like being alone for
one night.

Sometimes I wonder why you bother to pay
rent on that apartment of yours. What

do I?

I just as soon give it up.

We can be living proof that two can live
as cheap as one.

Dead proof.

My parents come into town for a little
visit.

We can take care of them.

How? By making it all legal.

Please don't start that again.

Why, you love me, don't you?

Of course I do.

Well?

I just don't know if I'm ready to play
housewife yet.

And you never will be if you keep
analyzing everything.

I just feel something's missing, that's
all.

I don't intend going on like this
forever.

Try and hold out a little while longer.

Yeah. Well, you just go on in the house
there and paint your masterpiece. You'll

never change.

See you tomorrow.

What happened to the other model?

She didn't show up.

I'm sorry about last night. I just felt
like working.

That's okay. I'm getting used to it.

I'll fix you dinner tonight.

Is that really necessary?

What's that?

Such attention to detail.

Okay, you can take a break now.

When Mr. Butler gets here, try and look
talented.

Charles Butler, master of the macabre.

Well, I certainly hope he doesn't look
like one of his paintings.

Don't be so sarcastic. You might learn
something.

Are you kidding? That man's work really
turns me off.

He happens to be a very important
artist.

Listen to this.

It has been said that Charles Butler
paints the dark side of the soul.

Although his work reflects a very dim
view of the human condition, he has

nevertheless captured on canvas the
violent strain that exists in the soft

underbelly of our society.

Violence? Let me see that.

Aren't they fascinating?

Fascinating. Why anyone buys this junk
is beyond me.

They buy because they dig it.

They buy it because it's in fashion.

It's the technique that intrigues me.

I'll have to agree with Jason.

I think they're superficial.

But you just can't see, that's all.

What's there to see? To me, it looks
like a bad dream.

Is all that we see or see but a dream
within a dream?

I've received dropping.

Please forgive me.

Mr. Butler, so good of you to come.

Thank you for allowing me.

Students, this is Charles Butler.

Although I know he needs no
introduction.

How do you do?

Mr.

Butler said that he'd like to meet you
all.

It's always a pleasure for me to meet
those who represent the future.

Would you like to see some of their
work?

Oh, very much.

Perhaps I can even find something for my
own collection.

Mr. Butler?

Yes? I'd like to ask you a question.

Right ahead.

Do you feel your work has influenced
other artists?

I'm afraid I lead a rather cloistered
life. I haven't had much opportunity to

view the work of my contemporaries.

Excuse me, sir. How did you arrive at
your present style?

Imagination, inspiration, and the
resources acquired during a lifetime of

experimenting with techniques.

That's very interesting.

Mr. Butler.

Where do you find your models?

Well, it's not easy, given my
specialized requirements.

Are you trying to mirror an aspect of
contemporary life?

A lofty ambition.

But I'll be satisfied if my work mirrors
my own particular fascination with the,

shall we say, the darker side of life.

I leave interpretation to the critics.
Mr. Butler, why are your paintings so

grotesque?

Grotesque?

No man can dictate to another where he
must find his beauty.

Each man must find his own truth and
create according to that truth as best

can.

I have found mine and it is reflected in
my work.

But don't you think the artist has a
responsibility to elevate, nourish the

human spirit?

The only responsibility is to be true to
your own vision.

Nothing else matters.

This is quite good.

You have a great deal of talent, miss.

Well, but please call me Janet.

Why, thank you, Janet.

Hmm. You have a great deal of talent,
uh, miss, uh... Please, call me Janet.

I can do without that man.

His attitude and his work. What did he
ever do to you?

Oh, he gives me the creeps.

That's because you can't separate the
artist from his work.

I've got a feeling you'd like to try.

Maybe. Watch it, David.

Maybe he can paint me in a corner, but
he doesn't compete with me.

Not for you.

Well, well, what do we have here?

Please don't let it disturb you.

That's all right. I want to get our
dinner started.

Hey, dig it.

Why don't we all get together tomorrow
and take a little trip?

Hey, yeah. How about a picnic?

How about a what?

You know, Marika, sometimes I think you
and I just don't communicate.

Marika, he means acid.

Look, Jason, you said we would
sometimes.

And we will.

Sometimes.

Boy, I'll talk him into it tonight. I'll
twist his arm a little.

How about you, Marika?

I don't know.

She'll be there. I'll see to that.

Hey, listen, you want to ride home?

Yeah, I will.

Say, I'll give you a buzz in the morning
and let you know what time and where,

okay?

Don't be late for dinner. I want you to
do some work late.

I didn't mean to break anything up.

God, can she be inconsiderate at times.

Well, she says things without thinking.

We all do.

You know what your trouble is?

You're too considerate.

I'm just telling you what I see.

Yeah, that's what I mean.

You know, I don't understand you.

If you love someone, I mean really,
really love someone, then you take them

they are.

You sound like an expert.

Maybe I am.

Do you like it?

What's that?

My spaghetti sauce.

Mmm.

It was good.

Very good.

You eat so fast, how could you taste it?

Can't you find a subject more suitable
for your talents?

Like what?

Like me, for instance.

Won't be still long enough.

I love what you said last week.

So sleepy?

Guess what?

This summer, as soon as school is out,
we are going to Spain.

We're going to rent a little house on
the beach, paint, fish, and live off the

fat of the land.

I can't go.

Huh? I can't go.

What do you mean?

I've signed up for the anatomy course
this summer.

I'll give you all the anatomy lessons
you need.

All right, what's the matter?

Nothing. Come on, what is it?

I don't know. I guess I just stopped to
think too long.

What are you thinking about?

About my work, mostly.

Oh, your work.

Well, don't say it like that.

Well, how am I supposed to say it? I
don't know, but not like that.

How about, um... Oh, your work.

Oh, your work.

Oh, your work.

You asked me what's wrong, didn't you?

I want to paint, too.

Only I don't let it eat up my whole life
the way you do.

We're different, that's all.

I take my work seriously. I know.

I'll never be the greatest painter that
ever came along, but I'll make a damn

good illustrator. And that's better than
being some tormented Van Gogh.

Why do you paint?

Why don't you be a plumber?

Well, maybe I would be a plumber.

If I thought it would make me happy.

What's happy, anyway?

I don't know.

But you keep running at this rate and
you're going to burn yourself out.

That's my problem.

People can't keep up with that kind of
running.

Then I'll leave them behind.

Isn't that kind of callous?

Just honest.

Won't you be lonely?

I wouldn't.

at the window.

Oh. What is it?

I stubbed my toe.

There's nothing out there.

Do you realize it's four o 'clock in the
morning and you sit there looking out

the window?

But I saw something. It's horrible.

Oh, you've been looking at too many of
Butler's drawings. But I saw something.

know I did.

Don't be afraid, my dear. I want to
drink your blood.

Oh, don't be cute, Jason. I'm
frightened.

Well, if you'd stop acting like we're in
Transylvania, I can stop talking like

Count Dracula and we can both get some
sleep.

No?

I think I must be going out of my head.

You kids are really crazy.

One cup of coffee.

Is that all you want?

Yeah, that's all we want, Max.

I suppose you want four spoons.

Well, thanks. We'll, uh...

Share this communal living.

Just to think, someday you kids are
going to take over the world.

Drink hard.

Max, baby, you're all heart.

Well, kiddies, I guess the time has
finally arrived.

Now, for the benefit of those who have
never seen acid before...

Here it is.

It looks just like a sugar cube.

It is a sugar cube.

See, acid is transparent liquid, so we
just soak it into the cube.

What does it taste like?

Well, it doesn't really have any taste.
That's why we drop it in the coffee and

take it. How do you know it's good acid?

What's the matter? You getting cold
feet?

Come on, Jason, you promised.

Maybe Jason's right.

Hey, listen, I'm not twisting anybody's
arm.

I mean, if you're afraid to take acid,
then just bow out gracefully now before

we blow the whole afternoon sitting
around arguing over who's in and who's

Please, Jason, you gave me your word.
Yeah, I know I did. Hey, I'll tell you

what I'll do.

I'll, uh... Flip a coin.

Heads are in.

Tails, you're out.

Forget it. We're here, aren't we? Let's
get on with it.

Marika, how about you?

I guess so.

Good. Now, we've all made a unanimous
decision on this.

What do you say we see what's shaking in
the outer limits?

Wish I felt as calm as the rest of you

Now

may get a little hairy once in a while,
but don't let it flip you out Just hang

on to a nice thought man.

It's going to be beautiful

What are you doing?

Look at my hand.

I'm really seeing it.

I have a beautiful hand.

You know what I wish?

Where are you in?

I wish this would never end.

Too bad we have to be stoned to feel
like that.

You have to say that.

I'm sorry.

Well, well, Miss Bell.

We seem greatly disturbed.

Perhaps we are touched on something
significant, no?

You know, I think you're crazy.

Crazy in love with you, my dear.

Head over heels in love with you, my
dear.

You are really crazy.

Isn't this beautiful, Jason?

Jason.

There's something back there. It's
horrible. All right, hold it. Just calm

now. Tell me what happened. There was a
man, but with a hideous face.

All right, I'll take a look, all right?

Yeah, you just relax. I'll be right
back.

Be careful.

I'm sorry.

Beautiful, don't you think?

I don't know what's happening to me.

I feel like such a fool.

That's all right. You're not the first
one to have a bad trip.

Especially the first time around.

But what about last night?

It seems so real.

What about last night?

Never mind. She had a bad dream, that's
all.

Somehow I feel like it's still near.

Yeah, I know, but don't forget you're a
pretty stone, and you can at least see

some wild things.

But I don't want to see things like
that.

There are lots of things in this world
that people don't like, but they're

just the same, and you've got to learn
to deal with them.

Not me. If it doesn't fit, I throw it
out.

You can't live your whole life that way.

I won't live it any other way.

And if it doesn't work, then rub it out.

Okay? You're all done.

Hey, isn't there a party or something
tonight?

What do you mean, party?

Don't tell me I wasted all that good
acid. What are you talking about?

My group's playing at the club tonight.
I'm expecting to see you all there.

If you put me up later, we can meet in
both at the club.

I want to go now. You can drop me off at
school.

Oh, okay.

Mr. Butler.

I've frightened you. I'm sorry.

It's just that I was expecting someone
else.

I had a feeling you might be here.

But I didn't even know I'd be coming
here until a little while ago.

You seem to be working.

Am I interrupting?

I wish you were.

I guess I lost my inspiration on the way
over.

I've come at an opportune time, then.

I had a feeling you understood my work.

Your face intrigued me so that... that I
did this for you.

I feel so strange.

Like a nightmare that I don't want to
think about.

I can't help being attracted by it.

It's yours.

Oh, but you can't. Oh, please, it was
done for you.

And yet... I will always possess it...
in my own way.

I know what you mean. It's just the same
for me.

What you paint has to become part of
you, or it can't be any good.

Of course.

Which is why calling this a nightmare
seems so strange to me.

I'm sorry.

You need be.

You see, yesterday's nightmare is
today's dream.

And tomorrow's reality.

Well, today's reality is that I can't
work, and that's a nightmare to me.

Do you ever have that problem?

If you know what you're attempting to
accomplish, then there is no problem.

What if you're not certain?

Then find out.

Without the answer to that, you're lost.

I know.

My life is so full of confusion, I can't
see through it sometimes.

Then find a way out of the confusion.

Have you found a way out to do this?

If you go beyond imagination and create
an entirely new world, then the one you

have left becomes far less real than the
one you have found.

Even if you have to build that new world
yourself.

I wouldn't even know where to begin.

Never worry about the beginnings. It's
the work itself that gives us meaning.

But your work means so much to you.

Yes.

I would do anything for my work.

Oh.

Excuse me.

I'll wait for you outside.

No, no. Please stay.

I was just leaving.

Haven't we met?

That's right. We met the other day.

Jason's in class with me.

How fortunate for him.

Well, I must be going.

Good night, Mr. Butler, and thank you
for the painting.

I hope I'll see you again soon.

I hope so.

Haven't we become cozy all of a sudden?

Don't start that again, Jason.

Well, what in the hell was he doing here
anyway?

He just came by to give me this.

Good Lord.

He must be joking.

Come on, come.

When you know that she's gone, you think
you're gonna die.

She'll be happy to.

When she's decided, she might say
goodbye.

You can't deny that the feeling inside
is not your stupid pride.

She might pass you by.

You feel better when you forget her.

Oh, you'll be so happy. She'll be happy
to a song.

with some guy.

She looks nice tonight.

You want to dance with me? Why don't you
sit down and cool it?

Does anyone see my purse?

It's over here.

Thanks to the Girl Scouts.

We're going to get stoned.

That's why you're always prepared.

Not now, thanks.

I wish I had Butler's painting to look
at now.

Haven't you had enough depravity for one
day?

It's not my fault you can't see beauty.

I see yours and I don't like his version
of it.

Too bad.

Because it's part of my life now. Well,
I don't like that part.

Some people settle for it. Good, let
him.

Okay. And it won't be the first time
either.

You rat.

Is somebody calling me? No.

Oh, I get it. You two fighting again.
That's none of your business.

You know, you're just wasting your time.
You're going to make up later on

anyway. I don't have to do anything.

Can't you listen to anyone?

You mean him?

Hey, do me a favor. Don't bring me into
your argument. You listen to him enough

for the both of us.

Why not if he's got something to say?
Hey, please, don't fight over me. Oh,

off. Don't talk to him like that. Yeah,
don't talk to him like that. I don't

care if I never talk to him at all.

Then I don't think we care to stay here
any longer.

I don't think we do.

Will you take me home, Scotty? Sure,
come on.

You're not going anywhere.

I'll do anything I want to do. Not with
him, you won't. Listen, man, she does

whatever she dicks to do. She wants to
do it with me, and that's groovy.

Let it go.

Hey,

man, I'm sorry. Forget it, man.

You're really uptight.

Jason, this time you went too far.

Might hurt a bit.

Good. Things have been going too well
lately.

Feeling sorry for ourselves, are we?

Don't want to play with the other
children anymore, hmm?

You're really very sweet, you know that?

And you're very upset.

That's got nothing to do with it.

I'm sorry.

Why, Jason?

This might sound phony to you, but you
deserve better.

But, Jason, I don't understand.

Now, listen.

We could spend the night together, and
it would be beautiful.

But tomorrow, I just want to go back to
Janet.

You see what I mean?

Well, I hope you know what you're doing.

So do I.

Well, I guess I better be going.

Are you sure you don't mind being alone?

Not tonight.

Jason?

Just thanks.

I guess he really brought you down, huh?

He sure brought me down the hard way.

Hey, I'm sorry.

I guess I just don't know when to shut
up.

It's not your fault.

I just never thought he had it in him.

You know, you never cease to amaze me.

I mean, every time I stick my big foot
in my mouth, you always come to my

rescue.

I really don't know what I've done to
deserve it.

would say you're lucky.

It's kind of strange, isn't it, how we
all use something for a crutch?

I mean, I'm always the instant clown,
and you're always hiding behind your

canvas.

Why don't you stop playing games and
take up painting seriously?

Maybe I will someday.

Do you think you could take me home now?

Well, I will if you'll promise we can
get together again sometime.

I mean, even if it's just a sudden talk.

I'll think about it.

Jenna,

before we go, there is one thing I would
like to say, though.

There's a crab crawling across your
trip.

Oh, now you've done it. I'll never find
him in this dark.

probably went home to visit her parents
for the weekend.

But then why didn't she say something?

I don't know.

She'll be back in a couple of days.

Yeah, maybe.

Man, I'm so tired I could sleep for a
year.

What the hell was that?

The mouth feels like the bottom of a
bird cage.

Hey, babe, why don't you take me home to
roost?

Cool it. I've had enough ball sister one
day.

Well, you're stuck out again.

Hey, looks like someone didn't make it
home last night.

Hey, maybe they stopped for a few wings.

Get a little closer to the situation.

Now, come on. Maybe they want to be
alone.

You see any do not disturb sign?

Come on.

Shh. Don't scare the daylight.

I'll count to three, and then we'll give
it to them, all right?

Come on.

One, two...

Jason, please. We've been looking all
afternoon.

This isn't doing any good.

This is doing just fine.

When Janet can come back, she will.

Janet's not coming back.

But she doesn't like her parents enough
to stay there for long.

Not only doesn't she like them enough to
stay with them...

She doesn't like them enough to go there
at all. Oh, of course she did.

Don't tell me, I know.

I called them long distance.

Station to station.

And I spoke to the maid. The maid.

No Janet, no parents.

One lousy maid.

Parents are in Europe.

Haven't heard from Janet.

Wherever she is, baby, she's not home.

Well, I'm sure there's a reason for it.

Of course, it's simple.

She's out expressing herself.

She's shacked up with somebody.

Listen, don't.

I'm just going to find her, that's all.

Do you have to drink like that?

Marika, don't worry about me.

I'm just going to find her.

When did you see him last?

Last night at the party.

Did he leave alone?

No, he was with Janet.

Janet? Janet who?

Janet Wills.

What time did they leave?

Well, I don't know. It must have been
early because there was the fight. A

fight? A fight with whom?

Now, come on, son.

You know we're going to find out sooner
or later.

Now, who did he have the fight with?

Jason.

Jason Grant.

Her dresses are here, her shoes are
here, everything.

Jason, will you please sit down?

I can't. I've got to keep looking.

Maybe you wanted to see him again.

That was just to make you jealous.

Maybe not.

What are you looking for?

Chase, where are you going?

Don't ask me any questions, okay?

I think you deserve an explanation.

You're here because you expressed an
interest in my work.

And because I sensed an affinity within
you.

I did not always paint this way.

Not so long ago, there was a marked
change in my approach.

Things were very different then.

My work was good.

Not well known, but it was good.

When my style changed, no one took much
notice.

And they couldn't know when it really
began.

It started with my hands.

They began to lose something. They
wouldn't move the way they should.

Not only the muscles, but the skin
seemed to go bad.

There was something wrong with my face.

Nothing startling, but something was
definitely changing.

There was a doctor I heard about.

I thought he might be able to help.

His name was Garrison.

He was such a funny little man.

He didn't look much like a genius. He
was witty, friendly.

And then I showed him my hands.

He had no idea what could be done. He
told me that he wanted a few days with

for preparation.

It's obvious you have a progressive
deterioration of the muscle tissue.

I can't paint. I can't work. What can I
do?

Mr. Butler, please.

There must be something you can do.

Perhaps I spoke a little too abruptly.

There is a procedure I've experimented
with. It might prove useful in your

treatment. Then you must try it.

It's not that simple. I said experiment.

There's no guarantee, and it... Could
prove dangerous.

I don't care. You must help me.

All right.

This is my address.

It's not easy to find.

You will come and stay with me for a few
weeks.

But remember, this must be done in
complete privacy.

He was right.

His home was difficult to find.

This is Mr. Charles Butler. He's going
to stay with us for a while.

How do you do?

I hope I won't be too much of a bother
to you.

Oh, I'm sure you won't.

Actually, we're so isolated here, I'll
welcome the distraction.

Laura, why don't you show Mr. Butler to
his room?

Mr. Butler?

Please, call me Charles.

Won't you come this way, Charles?

It might have been the uncertainty of my
condition.

But I recognized in Laura a quality I
thought I would never again find in

anyone.

You think he can cure me?

He can do almost anything.

Is that why you married him?

Perhaps.

What did he find out?

He won't. He hardly knows I'm in the
house.

But what would he do?

You mean to us?

Would he still try to cure me?

Of course.

His whole life is in his work.

I know.

I used to feel the same way.

Now I'm beginning to realize how much I
overlooked.

It wasn't really wrong.

I didn't care what Garrison would think.

There is no time to worry about that.

I'm going to give you a series of three
injections, each one highly dependent on

the other.

You see, the drug alters the form of the
living tissue to the degree needed, but

compensates for the change without being
fatal to the tissue.

Now, I'm going to give you an
anesthetic.

When you wake up, there'll be some pain
and bandages.

Don't be alarmed.

I want to see my face.

There's a mirror over there on the wall.

God marked the king.

I've marked you.

Days filled with loneliness and despair.

Laura was gone.

Her screams still ringing in my ears.

At first I wanted to kill Garrison.

But seeing how pitiful he became when
Laura left robbed me of the desire for

revenge.

So we both stayed on in this house, tied
together as if by some evil

design.

Something snapped inside him.

He spent every moment at work in the
laboratory, obsessed with trying to find

way to restore my face, as though by so
doing he could...

Bring Laura back.

One day I found canvases and paints in
my room.

Garrison was not content to try to
rehabilitate my face.

He had to have me back at work as well.

I found myself starting to paint again.

When Garrison felt he had perfected his
techniques, he was eager to begin

working on me.

The drug, when injected into the skin,
would break down the cell structure of

the scar tissue so that it could be
molded like a piece of clay.

He hoped over a period of weeks to
gradually reconstruct my face along its

former lines for some unknown reason I
felt

compelled to deliver myself into the
hands of this man who was responsible

my plight meanwhile

I was painting with an intensity I had
never known before

Out of the depths of my torment I had
uncovered a part of my soul that had

dormant.

I was seized with a desire to reveal it
in my work.

Suddenly my canvases were ablaze with
all the color and passion which before

they had lacked.

Weeks of treatments followed, but
Garrison's labors were beginning to bear

results.

I knew then that I would stay on in this
house.

And continue with my work.

For Garrison had placed in my hands the
means with which I would shape a new

world.

You, Janet, are a part of that world.

Why me?

Why?

I know that you're not.

But you see, you have love and a place
in our world.

I'm looking for Janet Wells. Who lives
here?

Janet Wells?

Who lives here? Who are you?

Me? Me?

I'm Dr.

Garrison.

May I help you?

I want Janet. Where is she?

Janet?

Oh, yes, of course. You're that young
man from the school.

You can go now.

Please forgive him.

We have very few visitors.

To hell with that. Where's Janet?

I can see that you're upset.

Why don't you come in and sit down?

Knock it off. Where's Janet?

What makes you think I know where she
is?

She said she wanted to see you.

I'd only be too happy to see her.

But the fact is I haven't seen her since
the evening I saw you last.

You haven't?

Of course not.

Did you two have an argument?

I guess I was upset.

Because she's always talking about you
and your work.

I'm flattered.

But I hardly think you have reason to be
jealous.

How did you manage to find this place?

One of your drawings.

One of my drawings?

Yes, there's a... There's a gazebo in
one of them.

I recognized it, so I came here.

Very clever.

Are you sure you wouldn't like to come
in and have a drink?

No, thank you. I have to keep... I've
got to keep looking

for Janet.

There is one favor you can do for me.

You see, I like to pick my company.

So if you'd just keep my seat.

Of course.

And when you're feeling better, do come
back. I will.

Good night.

This is my laboratory.

I realize that.

But there are some preparations which I
have to make.

You've taken my home.

You've stolen my work.

I won't let you bring anyone else here.

I can't let this go on.

Don't worry.

I'll see that you're well provided for.

I see you're rather persistent.

All right.

Where's Janet? She is here. That was her
cat.

You're rather observant as well.

I know she's here. Do you?

What's going on here?

Curiosity can be a weakness, young man.

Look, Mr. Butler, I'm not here to match
wits with you. I want to know what's

going on here.

Why don't you just sit down and relax?

You sit down and relax.

I'm going to find her.

Janet?

Janet?

Janet?

You shouldn't have.

Come on, I'm getting you out of here.

You know there's a dead man in that
other room?

I can't go.

I don't understand.

What are you talking about?

gain consciousness.

Hand me the syringe, please.

Eventually we're going to leave here.

We'll find a place where our world can
flourish.

Now open his shirt, please.

James has begun.

I'll give him the second injection in
four hours.

Don't be afraid, Jason.

I'm going to kill that son of a... I'm
going to kill that man, I swear to God.

You can't. What good would it do?

Untie me, Janet. We'll get out of here
together.

Well, leave with me.

Look at me. Do you still want me?

Janet, help me. You've got to help me.
Get me out of here.

Have you had the first injection?

What are you talking about?

Janet, untie me.

All right, Jason.

There may be some others downstairs.

side of town.

Is there anything else in his
possessions, Doc?

Oh, just some change, a bunch of keys.

Nothing important.

I want to see those later.

How is he, Doc?

I think he's going to be all right. He's
got a slight concussion.

We're going to keep him a few days for
observation.

Did he say anything?

Not since last night, to my knowledge.

He was in shock when they brought him
in.

He did keep murmuring something, though,
about it.

house and a girl.

Girl? Did he mention her name?

Seems to me it was Janet. Oh, that would
be Janet Wells.

Look, Lieutenant, I know it's none of my
business, but what is he wanted for?

He's wanted in connection with a
homicide and a missing person.

The homicide is a friend of his, or was,
and the missing person is his

girlfriend, Janet Wells.

Lieutenant Sheridan. Yes?

I'm Marika Gold.

How is he?

I haven't seen him yet.

Oh, Miss Gold, this is Dr. Capel. How do
you do?

Have you seen this drawing before?

Yes.

That's one of Charles Butler's drawings.

Jason took it with him when he left.

Can we go in to see him now, Doctor?

I suppose you'll have to.

But please, don't stay too long. Give us
a chance to do our job, and then you

can do yours.

Okay.

That's not possible. Was anyone
watching?

No, I didn't think that was necessary.
I'll broadcast an alert. In the

you check with your personnel to see if
anyone saw him leave.

He can't get far with that concussion.

Maybe he didn't have too far to get.

Janet?

Janet?

Janet, are you in there?

Janet, where are you?

Janet?