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Oh

Carrie?

Oh, Carrie.

What the hell have you wrought on yourself

today?

All the visitors are here.

Are you coming down?

I'll bring you back a sweet.

There's someone up on the roof!

Mommy!

She's being attended to.

All right, let's do it!

Let's go, Pat.

Where are you going?

I'm not home yet.

Come on!

Throw the ball, you old goat!

Go get the ball!

David, you're gonna be a big woman!

This way!

This way!

Michael!

Did I make his out?

What's the call, Michael?

He's out!

He's out!

Well, this does present an interesting dilemma.

On the basis of pure athletic ability alone,

I'd have to give it to Pat.

But the marvelous display of team effort just

to make the play at the plate deserves

a certain amount of consideration.

He's out.

Make the call!

He's safe!

He's safe!

Out!

Out!

He's out!

Touchdown!

Hey, stop that fighting right now, do you

hear me?

Sorry about that.

Let's go.

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, you ripped my best shirt.

Hey, hey, hey.

I think you missed your vacation in life,

Nurse Kelly.

You'd have made a heck of a drill

sergeant.

Nurse Kelly?

Derek, why are you so formal with me?

Habit, I guess.

You were saying?

Two things.

The new arrival will be here in an

hour, and the plumbers have finished.

Oh, dear.

How much?

$1,200.

They wanted $1,500, but I talked some

sense into them.

Thank God for the new arrivals.

We need the money.

Watch this.

Easy down.

Thank you.

Hello, Sandy.

I'm Derek Russell, your doctor.

Welcome to Bergen Field.

Oh, great.

Another psychomanic paranoid.

They don't exactly send them to us in

working order.

You got her?

You got her?

Calm down.

Calm down.

Calm down, lady.

Just calm down.

Hello again, Sandy.

You lousy motherfucking cocksucking prick.

Don't let me go.

Are you going to run?

It's conceivable.

Well, it's conceivable that they won't let you

go.

What is this?

The Johnny Carson show?

Throw her in the quiet room until her

attitude straightens out.

Fuck you, Florence Nightingale.

You watch your mouth, young lady.

This is the quiet room, Sandy.

We put all the patients we consider uncontrollable

in here.

You don't want to be uncontrollable, do you?

Smoking is only allowed in the recreation room.

Meals are at 8, 1 and 6.

Lights out 10 p.m. Is that clear?

I didn't want to be here, you know.

I was doing very well on my own.

That's not exactly true now, is it, Sandy?

You were a model.

I was a piece of meat.

It says here...

you were sent home from your last seven

modelling assignments...

for being argumentative and combative.

Creative differences.

You had numerous encounters with the law.

When cops tried to hit on me, I

hit back.

Problems with drugs and alcohol.

So I fucked a few pharmacists.

Let me see.

Um...

Hmm.

A hypoallergenic condition to penicillin.

How did you get on with Dr. Kraikian?

Just another fool with a degree on the

wall, Doc.

No matter.

You're here now, Sandy, and we're going to

try and help you when we can.

Let me ask you a question, Doc.

Are you what they call a Freudian analyst?

I've studied Freud, yes.

So would you say that the root of

all my supposed problems is sex?

Sexual dysfunction can play a significant role in

mental illness.

Thus, anybody who doesn't like sex is crazy.

You're overgeneralizing.

And what about people who like sex too

much?

Well, degenerate sexuality can usually be traced to

a psychopathic inferiority.

Well, which one are you, Doc?

Degenerate or dysfunctional?

We're not here to talk about me, Sandy.

We're here to discuss why you have a

problem adjusting to society.

Well, then I guess all Freud was right,

Doc.

Because sex is the cause of all my

troubles.

Men see these, and they want to touch

them.

Women see them, and they want to cut

them off.

Either way, I'm dealing with people of ulterior

motives.

Nobody really cares about me.

All men want is to fuck me.

All women want is to fuck me over.

So you see, Doc, I can't trust nobody.

Except faggots.

And I hate faggots.

Are you finished?

No.

I just started.

Well, I think that covers it for today,

Sandy.

Thank you.

I look forward to our next little chat

with Betty and Brett, Doc.

New file number 5-4-3-7-2.

Ramirez.

Sandy K.

Come on!

Come on!

You can't take me for our fucking wife!

Come on!

Come on!

Let me out of here!

You play beautifully.

This is another one of my hidden talents,

Doc.

You got a phone call.

Thank you, I do.

Excuse me.

Tina.

Tina, it's your turn.

That's not right.

It's right.

That's not right.

I know it's right.

Get it back!

Sorry.

He's not sorry.

I didn't mean to.

I can kill you right now, nobody's there.

You want to die, little man?

He wants to die!

You guys.

I am reminded right now of the situation

that exists between North and South Korea.

What we need here is a demilitarized zone.

So, Brian, why don't you go on up

there?

Is that North?

That's North.

Just march right up there.

Marty, you sit down here, and you're the

South.

South?

Yes.

That's pretty impressive there, Michael.

Why do they always listen to you?

I don't know.

Maybe because I listen to them.

All right, everyone, we're getting off track here.

Now, we had been talking about Tina's weight.

How much weight did you lose this week,

Tina?

I've lost 30 pounds.

What'd you do, cut off your leg?

You're dead.

I don't care about Tina.

I want to know why Sandy's here.

That's a good question.

Sandy?

Right.

Like I'm going to sit here and tell

all you.

Now, Sandy, this is group.

We're completely open and honest with each other

here.

No, thank you.

I have no desire to join your little

mutual masturbation society.

She's been a bitch.

We all know it.

She's being a chicken.

Bitch!

She's a chicken.

Bitch!

Sandy actually would be rather edified.

Okay, Michael.

Why don't you tell us why you're here?

My wife was killed in an automobile accident.

She was driving a Jaguar at the time.

The next thing I knew, I was in

a bulldozer and had destroyed the better part

of a Jaguar dealership.

I've been here ever since.

That's my boy.

Don't laugh.

It's sad.

Well?

Sandy?

Happy now?

That's it?

Suicides are so boring.

You could have at least come up with

something more original.

Excuse me.

Next time I try to attempt suicide, I'll

make sure it's a bit more amusing.

Try this.

Tape about six sticks of dynamite to your

head and walk...

Gary.

Time's up, Doctor.

Well, everyone, that's it for today.

Same time, same place tomorrow.

Arnie, see you.

Jesus, Michael, don't do that to me.

Hey.

Hey, Mr. Yorkin.

What?

Ever seen one of these?

Goddamn looney tunes.

Turns around and there's some crazy person...

What the hell are you doing in my

shed?

Get out!

Get out!

All right, Mr. Yorkin, we're going.

Come on.

Damn.

Keep them all chained.

So tell me, Doc.

What is it you want to hear from

me anyway?

Tell me what you want to tell me.

It's not that I want to be a

bitch, Doc.

It's just...

That my life just...

Do you believe in religion?

Religion?

Um...

No.

Do you?

I believe that God fucked me over.

See, he gave me these looks.

I mean, he's made me pay for them

dearly.

You said he.

Do you think God is a man?

No woman wouldn't have done this to me.

What are you referring to when you say

this?

My parents.

Yes, of course.

I never knew my father at all.

My mother, she didn't care.

I was abandoned.

It's like I did something wrong even before

I was born, and no matter what I

do, I can't seem to make up for

it.

What did I do that was so bad?

You can't be blamed for the actions of

your parents.

It's just not fair, you know.

I know.

All I ever wanted was someone I could

trust.

Someone to make me feel that the world

wasn't always against me.

You can trust me.

Can I, Doc?

Yes.

Can I really?

Thank you.

It's all right, Sandy.

You're here now.

It's all right.

It's all I ever wanted to be here.

Sandy, I just...

Don't touch me!

Sorry, I...

What do you think I am, Doc?

Some little slut patient who'll sit on your

lap and call you Daddy?

Calm down, Sandy.

This often happens in a doctor-patient relationship.

You scum-filled pig!

Bedtime!

I'm not tired.

You know, Jesus was a Jew.

He was a Jew.

Bedtime!

Time for bed!

Watch it, you little...

Move it!

Get out of here.

Mr. Tuo!

Get away from that girl.

Good night, Beth.

Did you hear me?

Get to your room.

Now!

I'm going home.

Good night.

Doctor, one thing before you go.

Yes?

I think we may have a problem with

Mr. Tuo.

Oh?

And how's that?

I saw him following that new girl today.

Yes, but surely you don't think that he'd

do anything.

I'm not so sure.

Miss Kelly, I think you're a little paranoid.

Maybe I am paranoid.

He followed another girl around here once, and

look what happened to her.

But that was years ago.

The police completely cleared him.

I know that.

I still think we should take precautions.

What would you suggest?

Up his lithium 300 milligrams and lay in

an extra dose of Haldol.

Well, that should certainly keep him calm.

I'll see you later.

Tonight?

Hmm?

In the morning.

Good night.

Good night.

Trust me, Sandy.

I'm a doctor.

Oh!

Oh!

Jesus!

What are you getting so excited for, Sandy?

A little Valium's supposed to calm you down.

Penicillin.

Michael!

Dr. Russell.

What's wrong with Sandy?

Ah, she...

I...

Oh, Jesus.

So why are you giving her penicillin?

Is she sick?

Penicillin?

Oh, my God.

She's hypoallergic to penicillin.

She's going into shock.

She's slipping into a coma.

Are you sure?

She was pretty lively to me.

Of course I'm sure.

Her body is fighting the toxicity.

Is there nothing you can do for her?

It was a massive overdose.

What are you doing?

I think that a self-administered overdose would

be a lot easier to explain.

What?

Think about it, Doctor.

What good is a woman in a coma?

You've got to go all the way.

Suicide.

You've had suicides here before, Doctor.

Sandy couldn't take it anymore, snuck in here

and...

Wait a minute.

Wait.

I've got to think about this, Michael.

You can't...

Of course.

She has a history of suicide.

It might work.

It just might work.

Of course it'll work.

I've always wanted to feel the lifeblood drained

out of a fellow human being.

To experience the moment of mortality, the effusion

of blood, the garrote of vitality.

To execute, abort, and subjugate.

Be a god.

That was very interesting.

You are a very sick man.

Come on.

We've got to get her back to her

room.

Why are you doing this to me?

For the last ten years.

It's the least I can do.

You've got to be that China man.

Don't do this to me.

Here.

Don't forget this.

I'll get that.

Where are you?

Under the pillow.

Perfect.

Penicillin.

Penicillin.

Penicillin.

Penicillin.

Oh, God.

They're all penicillin.

God.

No.

Breakfast.

Come on down.

Praise the Lord.

Come on.

Praise the Lord.

And let the morning light ignite the sunlight

and the spirit.

Where is the Ramirez woman?

She hasn't come down for breakfast yet.

Never stops around here.

We do not tolerate late...

I'll check downstairs.

Derek, she's not here.

Brad, lie down.

I want the ground searched thoroughly.

You wanted to see me, Doctor?

Michael, good of you to come.

Now, tell me.

What kind of a game do you think

you're playing?

What?

Listen to me, you hypomanic freak.

What the hell do you think you're doing

to me?

Doctor, please.

All right.

What the hell did you do with her?

What?

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about?

Sandy's corpse disappeared.

What?

Oh, no.

Oh, God, no.

You had nothing to do with this?

I assure you, Doctor, I knew...

Believe me.

Trust me.

Trust you?

How can I trust you?

Oh, might I remind you that I am

a partner in this conspiracy we are perpetrating.

Your lack of trust in me does not

bode well for my confidence in this relationship.

Michael, you're hurting me.

Now, you listen to me, Mr. Doctor.

I'm about the only friend you have left

in this world.

And it's high time you began to trust

me.

I'm the one who killed her.

You incompetent fool.

Not you.

Me.

You couldn't even manage her rape.

Let alone her death.

How far gone do you think I am?

Don't you think I know the severity of

the consequences?

We're in this together.

We're partners.

For better or for worse.

All right, let's go find her together.

Okay.

Good.

Now, I know a missing body is a

bit of a glitch, but we'll work that

out.

We have to.

Mr. Ramirez!

Mr. Ramirez!

I hate this shit.

Why are you so down?

Sandy!

My old man was a loony, too.

My mom would never put him in the

hospital.

He'd wander off, and we'd spend days doing

what we're doing right now.

Then why'd you get into this business?

Mr. Ramirez!

Figured I couldn't help my dad.

Maybe I'll help somebody else.

You know how this shit...

Covered the entire grounds, doc.

She ain't out here.

She's not inside either, doctor.

So what are we going to do?

She can't be very far.

She's gotta be hiding someplace.

She'll turn up, doc.

They always do.

Listen, I'm gonna call the police.

No!

I'm not gonna testify for two days in

front of the board of review.

Let's restrict the phones.

I don't want any leaks.

Come on.

Let's keep searching.

Now, pay attention, please, everyone.

As you know, our new arrival, Sandy, is

missing.

Now, I want you all to think very

hard.

Concentrate.

Has anyone seen her?

I've seen her.

You've seen her, Pat?

I buried her.

No, I buried her.

No, no, no!

I buried her!

I buried her!

Hey, Dr. Russell, what about Sandy?

Just go back and eat, Pat.

Go and eat.

Don't you want to know where I buried

her?

No, I don't want to know where...

Where, Pat?

Here.

Where is it, Pat?

Right here.

I don't see it.

Where?

Right here.

But there's a tree here now.

What?

Somebody must have put a tree on it.

Jesus.

All right, just...

All right, just calm down.

Relax, okay?

Now, listen.

Just think for a moment.

Now, just look around carefully, huh?

Do you see anywhere that's near the place

where you may have buried Sandy?

Oh, yeah.

Right over here.

Wait a minute.

That way.

No, this way.

Wait a minute.

Pat, are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.

I buried her underneath the tree with the

bird.

Look, there it goes.

What?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Well, maybe it was a bush.

Look.

You've got to try and remember, Pat.

This is very important to me.

I'm sorry, Dr. Russell.

It was dark.

What's so wrong?

She was dead.

It's okay to bury a dead person, ain't

it?

Yeah.

It's okay, Pat.

But you must remember where you buried them...

because somebody might accidentally dig them up!

Has anybody seen where the dead girl's buried?

Shh, shh.

It's a secret between you and me.

Miss Kelly, I want Pat Chewell placed in

solitary.

So you do think he's involved in all

this?

It's a possibility.

He's been infatuated with that Ramirez woman since

she first arrived.

I mean, you yourself said he's been following

her around.

I want him isolated from the other patients

until she's found.

Right away.

Brad.

Mr. Chewell, come with me.

Dr. Russell's orders.

Come on, big guy.

Where are we going, Brad?

The quiet room.

But I didn't do nothing wrong.

Quit whining like a baby.

And you won't need that flashlight.

Leave it, Pat.

Leave it alone.

All right, then.

I'll take care of it.

No!

Dammit, Pat!

Kill her, Pat.

Don't do it, lady!

I didn't do anything wrong!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Don't do it!

No!

No!

Let me out of here!

No!

No!

I didn't do nothing wrong!

I didn't do nothing wrong!

No!

No!

No!

Not again!

Not again!

Leave him alone!

I didn't do nothing wrong!

I didn't do nothing wrong!

My flashlight!

Where's my flashlight?

Bye, Pat.

Say goodbye.

Good luck, Pat.

He did what?

He really buried her.

He wasn't joking.

He saw she was dead, so he buried

her.

Oh, poor Jim Saw, but I can't believe

he'd do something like that.

He's insane, Michael.

He has the mind of a child.

Well, did he show you where she is?

We're talking about a man who has a

psychopathic inferiority condition.

It could be days, weeks even, before he

remembers.

Oh, that's just constipation.

Whatever comes in has trouble going out.

Exactly!

That's why he's staying in solitary until he

has a neuroblast.

Doctor, I have to admit that even though

our circumstances are a bit frightening, I find

myself...

strangely titillated.

Lunatics.

I'm surrounded by lunatics.

Oh, no, no, no.

Now, don't get me wrong, Doctor, but killing

a person is much more exciting than killing

a car.

If I'd known how aroused I'd be...

The police!

What the hell are they doing here?

Some more of your gallows humor?

Do you mind?

Look out of the window, you fool!

They're here.

Oh, no.

What are we gonna do?

Oh, mother of God.

Go to your room.

I'll handle this.

Go to your room.

Lydell!

Yeah?

Who called the police?

I don't know.

Wasn't me.

Nurse Leslie, are the phones still restricted?

Yes, Doctor, as far as I know.

It's funny.

The police are here.

Thank you.

Hello, Derek.

Hello, Bill.

How are you?

Good to see you.

This is my new partner, Lenny.

We got a call about a missing Looney

Tune.

Sorry about that, Derek.

My partner is not the most open-minded

of men.

I apologize, Bill.

I spend most of my time with such

people.

When did she vanish, Doctor?

I don't see.

Damn it, Derek.

You're supposed to notify us immediately.

I thought she was probably hiding on the

ground.

If I called you people every time a

patient went missing...

All right.

Let's just have a look around.

Hey, Doc, is she dangerous?

She was once, yes.

But the treatment has calmed her considerably.

Would you excuse me a minute?

Thank you.

I thought I told you to go to

your room.

What are you telling them?

Why don't you mind your own damn business?

Go, go, go.

Problem, Doc?

Problem?

No.

A doctor's work is never done.

Good eats, huh?

You're not going to have this, are you?

That's good.

I just love this stuff.

Pardon me.

I like this.

Oh, pardon me.

Whoops.

Waste not, want not, huh?

What a bunch of nuts.

I don't know how you do it, Derek.

I suppose you've questioned most of them?

Oh, yes, yes, I have indeed.

Of course they know absolutely nothing.

Well, that's good.

Because the last thing I want to do

is spend the rest of my day questioning

them.

Hey, Selena.

You ever seen one of these?

Oh!

Oh!

Lord.

Blessed Lord.

I found this on the floor, Doc.

Thank you.

Nurse Kelly must have dropped it.

You shouldn't go leaving those things lying around.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Everything seems to be okay.

What's the matter, Doc?

Derek?

Excuse me, I...

Excuse me.

What's the problem, Derek?

Problem?

No, there's no problem.

No problem at all.

Problem?

Well, gentlemen, are you quite finished?

For now, yes.

Good, good.

Well...

Um...

Let me see you out.

Good.

Let's get this piano tuned.

Mr. Chewell?

I know it's late.

I forgot about your dinner.

Thanks.

I'm sorry I hit you, Nurse Kelly.

Don't mention it.

Ah!

Please!

Please!

Anybody!

The doc!

I'm afraid of the doc!

No!

No!

Oh, no!

Jesus!

Ah!

Jesus Christ!

Oh!

Ah!

Shit!

Sandy?

Doc?

Durazo?

Sandy?

Hey, Doc?

Durazo?

Durazo?

Durazo?

Durazo?

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

I don't think I'm a hostile person.

Even when I attacked my mother, I felt

a certain benevolence, sort of like I was

doing the world a favor.

I mean, if I were to hack my

mother to bits, let's say, with an axe

or a cleaver, I don't know what would

happen.

What do you think, Doc?

It's very interesting.

Carry on.

What's the matter with everyone?

Doesn't anybody want to talk?

How about you, Michael?

Usually you have something to say.

What's the matter with everybody?

Come on.

Participation!

Doesn't anybody want to participate?

Gary.

Oh, I see.

Fine.

That's all right with me.

I see.

Silence is it to be?

All right.

Fine by me.

I don't mind.

I'll just sit here all day.

I don't care.

Do we, nurse?

We'll just sit here.

We don't care.

No, we don't care.

I'm very disappointed in you.

What's that?

Stop that laughter.

Stop it!

Do you hear me?

Right now!

How would you like it if he laughed

at you every time you made a mistake?

Sandy!

Sandy!

Sandy!

Sandy!

Sandy!

Sandy!

I seem to be suffering from a form

of cryptomnesia accompanied by paranoid hysteria and hallucinations.

But the dirt in my bed was real.

Yet the pen in my hand was not.

Nor was the piano.

And in those voices I seemed to be

degenerating into a state of madness.

Dr. Derek Russell?

Yeah?

One, two, one, two, three.

I'll never forget what you've done for me

Cause now my days are worry-free And

though I might be far away You'll never

know when I'll stop in and say Hi,

hi, hi, hi, hot doody And though I

might be underground Just think of me when

you're feeling down To you I owe my

present state My torture, murder, and my Relief!

Thank you.

From your sweetheart, Sandy.

With love.

Ow!

Get out!

Out!

Get the hell out of here!

Who sent you?

Huh?

Who?

Ramirez.

Sandy Ramirez.

Chill out, man.

Go on, get out of here!

Get out!

What are we brooking?

Tell us.

Cafeteria.

Right.

My God.

Hey, you're looking pretty good there, dag.

Michael.

Come with me.

Good morning to you, too, Dr. Russell.

Oh, what's up?

This is not open to discussion, Michael.

Come with me.

A little bit in the dark.

Think you could enlighten me?

We can make it easy or we can

make it hard.

Oh, no.

You're not putting me in this fight!

What is this?

You traitor!

Benedict Arnold.

Why are you doing this to me?

You're just making a lot of money out

of it.

Is that a question?

You little bastard!

Radical bastard!

Leave us.

What is it you want from me, hmm?

Your walking papers?

Money?

What?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, I suppose you thought it was pretty

funny, huh?

I mean, first we had the food, the

dirt, the piano.

I like that one.

And now the cherry on the cake.

The singing telegram.

I assure you, it had nothing to do

with the events to which you refer.

Oh.

Then who, Michael?

Because nobody else knows except Pat.

And he's locked up next door.

Could it be that it's in your own

mind, Doctor?

A guilt reflex, perhaps?

Oh.

Well, I'm a doctor, for Christ's sake.

I think I'm capable of analyzing what's going

on in my own head.

That may be.

But your rational thought processes have gone out

the window.

Don't you realize that as long as Pat

is locked up, he can't lead us to

the body?

And your behavior of late will only cast

suspicion on you when the body is found.

And maybe, just maybe, you are becoming the

victim of your own imagination.

What about the telegram?

I didn't imagine that.

What about it?

You know as well as I do that

I have no access to the outside world.

You locked up those telephones the second the

body turned up missing.

And how could I send you a telegram

when I don't even have credit cards?

Somebody knows.

I mean, somebody has to know.

Doctor, you deal with people every day who

have vivid hallucinations.

Can't you recognize that in yourself?

What's happening to me?

Furthermore, I think that you should let Pat

out.

He'll never lead us to the body as

long as he's locked up in solitary.

And so what if somebody talks to him?

He's crazy.

Nobody's going to pay any attention to him.

I'm sorry.

You're right.

It's all right.

It's just been a lot to deal with.

I know.

He sent me a singing telegram.

It's from Sandy Ramirez.

I mean, that was a shock.

You're such a friend, Michael.

I get them running about five miles a

day now.

They're doing about 100 sit-ups, 250 push

-ups.

I think they'll do a 10K next week.

I want you to keep a close eye

on Pat.

Afternoon.

His family disowned him, so the chances are

he'll spend his time looking for the body.

What if he starts to dig it up?

That's perfect.

We've got all these witnesses.

As soon as he starts to dig, he'll

be burying himself.

Good thinking.

Afternoon.

Hello, Pat.

You having a good time?

Oh, hi, Dr. Russell.

I just love parties.

Good.

Good.

I'm glad, Pat.

Listen, I'm sorry that you had to go

into the quiet room, but I was angry

that you buried Sandy.

If you could remember where she is, I'd

be a very happy man.

And maybe then I could reward you with

extra privileges.

Hello.

Good afternoon, darling.

I had another dream about you last night,

Mom.

I dreamt that a pack of mad dogs

was chewing off your face, but you still

managed to tell me to clean my room.

Let's fix your collar.

Ow.

You know, it kind of just...

Was it...

over...

Maybe over.

Think.

Think.

What's in here?

Mom, Mom, Mom, you're making me very upset.

Mom, stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Ow!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Kill that woman!

Somebody kill that woman!

Somebody kill that woman!

Son!

Stop it!

Where are you?

Brother, where are you?

Come on!

Yeah!

Where are you?

Brother, where are you?

You can't hide from me anymore!

Come on!

Come out and fight!

Hey, Doc!

Doc!

What?

Uh, I, uh, I just, uh, dropped something

in the pool.

Heh.

Uh, ah.

I'll find it tomorrow.

Get that pond cleaned.

Having a nice day?

Heh, heh.

Can I

help you?

Yeah, doc.

Nurse Kelly and I have been talking.

Derek, this place is becoming a madhouse.

One patient has vanished, and the others are

exhibiting behavior traits that are totally unacceptable.

They are, are they?

Then up the doses.

Give them an extra blast.

Derek, you're not well.

Hm.

I think you're quite right.

I think I must have caught a chill.

Is there something you want to talk to

us about?

I'm fine.

Fine?

That little adventure in the pool is not

what you'd expect from someone who is feeling

fine.

All we're trying to ask you here, doc,

is maybe you want to take some time

off.

Bring in Dr. Hannibal and get some rest.

And confine the patients to their rooms until

things are back to normal.

Exactly.

And then we can deal with what happened

to the Ramirez woman.

The Ramirez woman?

Are you having a problem with her, too?

Well, doc, you are legally responsible for her.

Oh, yes.

That's for sure.

And we just want you to know that

we're behind you on this thing 100%.

100%?

Well, it's just that you've been under great

stress.

Yeah.

We understand.

You both think I'm crazy.

Oh, no.

That's it?

You think the old doc is having a

nervous breakdown?

Hm?

Now hear this.

The patients are not going to be locked

down.

The doctor is not going on vacation.

And the two staff members presently in this

office are going back to work.

But, Derek...

Do you understand?

Back to work.

Now, get out of here!

And I just give you an order.

Derek, please.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Just tell me.

Anything you can do to help?

Let's see.

Well, other than granting me a new life,

I really don't think there is anything.

You have any idea of the pressure that

I'm under, woman?

Oh, I know, I know.

Believe me, I do.

Things are just a little complicated right now.

Bloody mind.

Derek, please, relax.

Let me take care of you as I

used to do.

Let me try to ease your pain.

Something is wrong with you.

Well, nothing that a little piece of that

polyester-clad ass wouldn't cure.

You need professional help.

I am professional help!

See you guys in the morning.

Are you sure you don't want us to

stay?

Relax.

The doctor just needs to get some sleep.

Still acting like a nut in the morning?

We'll call Dr. Hannibal.

If he flips, give us a buzz.

Dr. Russell, Dr. Russell!

Dr. Russell, Dr. Russell, Dr. Russell!

Dr. Russell!

Dr. Russell!

Hey, Pat, what's the matter?

Brad, I need Dr. Russell, I've got to

speak to him!

What's the matter?

Please, Brad, please, I need Dr. Russell!

Okay, okay, calm down.

You stay in your room and I'll get

her for you.

Okay, okay.

Right there.

I'll be right back.

What the hell's going on here?

Excuse me, Chief.

Sorry to disturb you, but Pat Toole is

insisting upon seeing you.

Thank you very much, Orderly Brokeman.

Be right there.

Love to see him.

I remember now.

Are you sure?

See, it wasn't the tree with the bird.

It was the tree with the bird's nest.

Oh.

Here.

I buried her right here.

Very good, Pat.

Very good.

Loose earth.

Good.

Dig?

Dig.

Come on.

Dig, dig.

Yes, go on.

And more, more.

Right here.

See how many you can do.

Go on.

That's it, good.

Right here.

Over here, here.

Over here.

Whoa, whoa,

whoa.

This is rock, Pat.

This is all bloody rock.

You couldn't have buried her here.

But I was sure this was it.

Damn you, man.

Damn you.

What have you done with her?

What the hell have you done with her?

Come on, tell me.

Just tell me.

Come on, spit it out, man.

I'm sorry, Dr. Russell.

I really am.

But she was here.

I know she was here.

You're useless to me, Pat.

Useless.

Go on, get on in.

Go on.

I'm sorry, Dr. Russell.

I really am.

Go on, get on in.

Help me, somebody,

help.

Dr. Russell.

Dr. Russell.

Michael, is that you?

Michael.

Dr. Russell.

Doc, you all right?

Doc.

Oh, Michael.

She's here.

I found her.

You found Sandy?

Where?

She's right over there.

Did you see her?

Be damned.

Michael, do you know what?

She's not even moving.

What did you expect?

She has become a malonerous assault, hasn't she?

I say we bury her right now, this

instant.

What?

When did I leave that shovel?

We can't bury her.

What about our plan?

Oh, yes, yes, yes, you're right.

The plan.

What plan?

Sandy's suicide.

If she killed herself, she couldn't have buried

herself.

Michael, that details details.

I'm gonna have to find someplace else to

plant her.

Over there.

Careful, careful.

Oh, for God's sake, stop bellyaching.

Roll her, roll her.

Good.

Cover her up.

Get those crates up real quick.

Come on.

Lovely.

Doctor, look.

It's my old nye-nye.

Yes.

Hello, police?

This is Dr. Yes, I'll hold.

I'll be glad when this nightmare is finally

over.

Come on.

Yes, hello, this is Dr. Russell at Bergenfield.

We've found our missing patient.

No, no, she's dead.

Finally.

Oh.

Doctor, relax.

The cat is in the proverbial bag.

Relax?

What makes you think I'm not relaxed?

Well, have a drink.

Thank you, Michael.

If you want some more, I have another

bottle in my room.

Is it brandy?

It's vodka.

I didn't know alcoholic beverages were allowed in

the room.

Oh.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

What are you doing down there?

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Michael, it's you.

She's back.

She was here.

Doctor, Sandy's in the shed.

Remember?

No, no, no.

She squirted blood at me.

Look.

I don't have any blood on you.

A little dirt.

She threw a needle at me.

It's...

What?

It's...

Come on.

Oh, Doctor.

Doctor, get up.

What?

Get up.

The police are here.

The police?

Oh, not now.

Tell them to come back later.

I'm far too busy now.

Get yourself together.

Get it together.

I am together.

Good.

Take a swig of this.

And we're off.

Bill, Lenny.

Lenny, Bill.

Good evening.

Good evening, Derek.

I hear you found the girl.

Oh, yes.

We found the girl, all right.

Yes, indeed, we did.

Yes.

She's dead, eh, Doc?

Yeah, sometimes.

Mostly.

Well, shall we?

Hey, Doc.

Is this one of your patients right here?

Shh.

Not too loud.

He gets very upset.

This way, gentlemen.

Watch the step.

So you think she committed suicide, Derek?

Nipped herself in the bud, you might say.

Very sad.

An untimely end.

Have you two found her here together?

Not an hour ago.

What were you two doing in the gardener's

shed in the middle of the night?

We were gardening.

Yes.

Cultivating mushrooms.

It's very therapeutic.

The patients love it.

We love it.

Well, she's right.

Right over here.

She was a minute ago.

She was over here a minute ago.

Maybe she's in the other corner.

No.

I can't understand it.

Where the hell has she gone?

Derek, we'll be outside, all right?

Ah, yes.

Thank you, Bill.

What the hell happened to her?

I don't know.

Something shat her body somewhere.

So, Doc, is Nurse Kelly working tonight?

Francine?

Um, no, no.

She's, uh...

She's, uh...

She's gone, yes.

She's gone.

Oh, thank you.

She's gone.

What's going on around here?

Have you been drinking?

Drinking?

Good God, yes!

As a matter of fact, yes.

We, uh...

We did have a little tipple tonight.

A little celebration.

It's Michael's birthday.

Derek, we're gonna go now.

If the Ramirez girl shows up again, you

give us a call, all right?

Right, right.

Thank you, Bill.

Yes.

Hey, Doc, get some sleep.

Yes, sleep!

Wonderful stuff!

Ha, ha!

Good night!

What the hell are we gonna do now?

I don't know.

A corpse does not just get up and

walk away.

Now, somebody obviously moved her.

We're gonna have to go find her.

If not, she'll probably find us first.

Mr. Tewell?

Mr. Tewell?

What are you doing out of your room?

I asked you a question.

Who let you out?

Dammit, Mr. Tewell, I'm speaking to you.

I'm not listening.

What?

What are you mumbling about?

I'm not listening to you anymore.

Mr. Tewell, I'm warning you.

No, I'm warning you!

Mr. Tewell...

Put me in a quiet room!

Stop it, I said!

You'll behave yourself!

Run!

I'm gonna get you!

Run!

I'm gonna get you!

I hate you!

I've looked everywhere.

I can't find her.

You smell something.

Hmm?

It's not me.

No, no, it's that odor.

Oh!

Oh!

I can't take any more of this, Mike.

I can't.

She's dead.

She's alive.

She's dead again.

We've got to get rid of her, Michael.

We've got to get rid of her now!

What about our plan?

Fuck the plan!

I say we burn the bitch and I'm

done with it!

Well, what do we tell the police?

Tell the police anything you want.

Tell them she was playing with matches.

No, tell them she was smoking crack.

No!

Better yet, let's blame it on Pat.

I'll say he confessed.

They've got to believe me.

I mean, I'm his doctor.

Here.

Here.

Let's douse the bitch.

Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

Anyway, if we're gonna do her, we might

as well do it right.

Have you got a light?

No.

What?

No.

Wait a minute.

I left one outside.

Just keep your eye on them.

I will.

You can't do it right now!

I've got you now.

You're a liar!

I'm gonna get you next!

You're a liar!

You're a liar!

I found them.

Are you ready?

No!

Come on.

No.

Andy.

Everybody out!

Everybody get your coats!

Everybody get your coats!

We're going outside!

You're supposed to be dead!

No!

Get your coat.

That's it.

What's happening?

Where are we going?

Everybody out!

That's it!

Yay!

Yay!

What are

you?

Dead.

What do you want from me?

Carrie.

Who?

Carrie Lipscomb.

Carrie Lipscomb?

Carrie Lipscomb Ramirez.

Ramirez.

My mother.

No!

You raped my mother.

I'm sorry.

It was a mistake.

It was a mistake.

She came onto me.

She came onto me like you did her.

I have been misled.

She killed herself because of you.

Sandy.

Your mother was very sick.

You're not?

Yes, I'm sick.

I am sick.

Please, I need help.

I need help!

Please try to understand me.

Please.

Don't hurt me.

Please.

Why?

Jump!

Jump!

God, no!

Please, save!

Oh, God, please save me!

Calm down, Doc.

She's not dead anymore.

I killed her twice!

She won't stay dead.

Doc, it's all right.

Tell me what happened.

I poisoned her.

I burned her.

But she keeps coming straight back.

She keeps coming back.

She's not human, I tell you.

Look, they're monsters!

Bloody monsters!

We got a great fire going.

Got any marshmallows?

He is the devil incarnate!

Derek!

Derek, did you torch the shed with a

woman inside?

Derek!

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I burnt the shed, all right.

Oh, yeah.

But it didn't work.

She's not dead.

She's not dead, you see.

Lenny.

Who is this man?

It's all right.

Who is he?

It's all right.

Who is this man?

It's Lenny.

Lenny?

Yes, you remember my new partner?

Oh, Lenny boy.

That's it.

Come on.

Lenny!

No!

What are you doing with me?

No!

The Lord is my shepherd!

I shall not want!

Get out of here!

Get out!

No way!

No!

We did it.

Yeah.

Done.

My guess is that the doctor was crazier

than the patients.

He killed the nurse, torched the shed, and

cried bloody murder.

He kept screaming about monsters or something.

Yeah, someone's got a lot of explaining to

do.

Yeah, I think I know who that is.

Bill!

Bill!

We will not be friends!

Time for

your injection, Dr. Russell.

Cut it.

Cut it.