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[instrumental music]

[theme music]

[indistinct chattering]

I'll be back. I'm free!

[screams]

No!

[laughs]

[music continues]

[door opens]

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(Jack) The dream always starts the same.

I come to school..

and I'm happy.

I have an arm full of my best work.

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The best work I've ever done.

And it's all for her.

She's incredible.

And I think to myself

when she sees the drawings, I've done for her

she'll love me..

as much as I love her.

That's when everything turns to crap.

Hmm, next time dream that she's the naked one.

It'll help, trust me.

If I just had the guts to show her my stuff, you know.

How many drawings have you done of her?

- Three hundred and fifty seven. - Oh.

Yeah, I spend half the night doin' them and

the other half holdin' 'em up with one hand.

What's the matter with you? You wanna go blind?

- No, but I want her. - So ask her out.

- Oh, come on, look at these... - Arms.

- I know, I have a set... - No, no, no, no.

See, these aren't arms. These are called toothpicks.

Now, her boyfriend, he has arms, big ones.

Normal ones.

Forget that, dumb jock, will ya?

Sure, he's got muscles but you've got talent.

And we're gonna put it to work.

Oh, what, in this underground paper of yours

- What's it called? - It's called "No mercy."

And we're gonna explode every silly campus cliche.

Attack every outdated tradition.

Especially those blockhead jocks.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, those guys don't look like

they have too much of a sense of humor, Pete.

Screw 'em if they can't take a joke.

That's why we're underground, Jack.

We're gonna tackle everything.

From the faculty, to the toxic waste

they serve in the cafeteria.

Yeah, but, jeez, I don't do cartoons.

So what?

You're the best artist in the whole school.

Besides, look, we're gonna do satirical stuff.

Like, the New Yorker.

- New Yorker? - Yeah.

Cool.

Besides... it'll help your confidence.

- You think so? - Yeah.

Think about it.

- Okay. - Alright.

(male #1) 'I got it, I got it. Alright.'

(male #2) 'More.'

[instrumental music]

Is that me?

Uh, uh, no, no.

It's just, uh, a sketch.

Kind of, uh, a doodle type thing that I do.

It-it's nothing really. Just a-a hobby that I have

It's, um, you know, just for fun kind of...

Is this me?

It's, uh... how I see you.

What is this? Show and tell?

Drop it, Ron.

What, can't you get a real one?

[chuckles] I guess not.

[phone ringing]

[automated message] Hey, hey, this is Jack.

You know the routine, leave it at the beep.

(Pete) 'Hey, Jack, it's Pete.'

'I heard about you and Ron today.'

'Don't sweat it, kid. The pen is mightier than the sword.'

'Let's talk about your first cartoon tomorrow.'

'See ya.'

[phone beeps]

[chuckles]

[sighs]

Yeah.

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[laughs]

(Jack) 'Alright!'

[laughing]

Look at this guy.

[dramatic music]

Let's see if you can draw with hamburger for a hand.

Oh! Oh, God!

[sobbing] Ah!

Jack's about to enter

my drawing room.

Where I'm sure he'll find

plenty of inspiration.

[chuckles]

The Phantom.

Relentless.

Powerful.

A merciless avenger.

He lives in the steam tunnels

underneath the campus.

Waiting.

[yawning]

[thunder rumbling]

[dramatic music]

Relentless. Powerful.

Merciless avenger!

[laughing]

Oh, do not fear me, Jack.

I'm your protector, your child.

This isn't happening.

The pen..

is mightier than the sword.

- What do you want? - What do<TO2

Me? I-I don't understand.

[laughing]

You will.

Together we will get you what you want.

Everything you deserve.

Trust me..

I am your child.

[Phantom laughing]

This isn't real!

This is revenge.

Your revenge!

Draw the man who beat you.

Feel where he is..

and draw him.

Ha ha ha.

Ha ha ha.

[intense music]

(Phantom) 'Think of it as a dream.'

Born of your desire.

Set free by your hand.

'Yes.'

'Draw.'

Draw.

[laughing]

[music continues]

Now draw me in..

'...father.'

[laughing]

'Yes.'

[continues laughing]

'Yes.'

[grunting]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[snoring]

[sighs]

[groans]

[clicks]

(Jack) 'Hmm.'

[dramatic music]

I don't remember doing this.

This is great.

Blood sells. They'll eat it up.

We'll call it "No pain, no gain."

Don't you, don't you think it's a little over the top

No, no, nothing's sacred in satire.

I still can't believe I drew that.

It was all part of some crazy dream I had.

Just keep it coming, Jack, my man.

Looks like you do your best work when you get pushed too far.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute, wait a minute.

I mean maybe you shouldn't print this, okay, Pete.

Ron might come looking for me again.

Look, if you back off now he'll never leave you alone.

You gotta stand up to him.

Show him who gets the last laugh.

(male #3) 'Guys, check it out.'

[siren wailing]

Hey, I wonder what's up.

[indistinct chatter]

What happened?

Some kinda freak accident. It's Ron Jordan.

Guess one of the machines tore him in half.

Joan..

I-I am so sorry.

Thanks.

They're sending me home.

I don't think I'm feelin' it.

Not yet.

Joan, I didn't know this would happen.

How could anyone have known? It's so crazy.

Yesterday he was here and now he is gone.

Um, look, can I walk you home or something?

[instrumental music]

- I'd like that. - Okay. Okay.

Joan, I didn't mean for this to happen.

How could you do this?

I knew you didn't like him but t-this is sick.

[sobbing] You found out how he died and then you sat and drew this?

Joan, you don't understand. I drew this first.

What are you talkin' about

Look, just stay away from me, you twisted little creep.

Joan, wait, you don't understand.

[siren wailing]

[sighs]

(Phantom) 'No!'

[dramatic music]

Don't stop.

- Not now. - Get away from me!

- Father. - Stop calling me that!

This woman is better off without him.

You know this.

In your heart, you know.

What are you?

I am for you... for you.

This woman..

This woman too is for you.

She'll never speak to me again. Not now.

[laughing]

You have talent.

Use it.

Draw what you want..

what you need.

This..

is the only way

you will get her back.

But it's not real.

It's not right.

It is your gift. Your only gift.

Others use their gifts to get what they want.

You have seen this

and they always

leave you behind.

I'm not one of them.

I'm not handsome

and I'm not strong.

But you have power.

Your talent..

use it.

Draw her... and me.

I will let her see you.

The real you.

And you won't hurt her?

I am under your control.

Draw.

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Draw.

Draw.

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[music continues]

Someone there?

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[screaming]

[gasps]

[Phantom laughing]

(Joan) 'No.'

Oh, God.

Oh, God, please get me out of here.

'I can't take it anymore, The dark, the space.'

I can't take tight places, I'm claustrophobic.

Afraid of the dark?

You deserve to be afraid.

[crying] I've-I've never hurt anyone.

[shouting] You've hurt!

You've hurt!

Every time you've neglected

to return a look that you yourself have inspired.

You've hurt.

You're right.

I don't mean it. I'll stop.

Just let me go. Let me out of this cage, it's too small.

All of your advantages..

Uh..

I am going

to take them away..

one...by one.

[music continues]

Then you'll live life..

[door creaking]

'...the way you really are.'

[Phantom laughing]

I didn't do anything.

Leave me alone.

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[knocking on door]

- What? What? - 'Come on, man.'

What? Okay, coming.

O-okay.

Huh!

Jack. Jesus, it's past ten

And I needed today's cartoons at 9:30.

Okay.

Sorry, I overslept.

No problem. No problem at all.

Just as long as it produces more stuff like this.

Really great.

This stuff is kinky.

What?

(Pete) 'Great stuff.'

What's this, new character?

Yeah, we could use this in our nextexpose.

I don't even remember drawing this.

[dramatic music]

Oh, God, Joan, not again.

[music continues]

Sneaking a peek for your next cartoon?

Uh, n-no, I was, I was jus looking for Joan.

Have you seen her?

Everyone's looking for Joan, including me.

I don't know if I see her.

[music continues]

[sighs]

Oh, come on.

Come on.

[sighs]

[explosion]

[dramatic music]

[gurgling]

Jeez. No!

[laughing]

Welcome to your world.

Where is she? What have you done?

What have you done?

You tricked me. It's not my fault!

[laughing]

Sniveling coward.

[laughing]

Always blaming someone else.

Never taking the responsibility

of being what you are.

I created you, and I can erase you..

just like a bad sketch.

You cannot erase your mind, father.

And that's where I'm from.

[Phantom laughing]

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[laughing continues]

[music continues]

[laughing continues]

[laughing continues]

'No, father.'

[screaming]

(Joan) 'Help me. Help me, I can't breathe.'

'I can't breathe, it's too tight.'

'It's too small.'

'Help me.'

'Let me out, somebody. Help me.'

Please... let me out.

I can't take anymore.

Please.

[Joan panting]

'Jack!'

[Joan screaming] 'Jack!'

Please, Jack, let me go.

No, no, you don't understand.

It wasn't me, it was him.

There is no him, it's you, can't you see that?

- Jack! Jack! - No, no, no!

- No. - 'Jack... Jack, where are you?'

Pete, Pete, look down here

it's me, Jack.

Down here. Pete, get me out.

Help, Pete, help!

- Pete, get me out. - Dammit, Jack, why'd you do it?

Looks like you needed more help than I thought.

(Jack) 'Help me out, please.'

'Please, Pete.'

'He-e-elp!'

[music continues]

Jack wanted the good life.

But he painted himself into a corner

when he met one of my buddies.

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

Okay, kiddo.

Sixty four thousand dollar question.

Still having nightmares about being buried alive?

No.

[chuckles] No, that all ended weeks ago.

Good answer.

I gotta tell you, if you'd said anything different

we might have to keep you locked up a few days.

[sighs] I'm just anxious to get back to a normal life.

I know, I know.

But you gotta take it slow

For cryin' out loud, you were kidnapped and imprisoned.

It's nothing to take lightly.

We're talking substantial trauma here.

I'm coming out of it now.

Right, coming out of it, but you can still expect

to feel traces of paranoia claustrophobia

'fear of entrapment.'

I'll be fine.

Well, why don't we go over few warning signs

just in case?

I don't think I wanna hear this.

Humor me, okay?

Really, Joanie, if you experience

anything like this, I want you to get in touch

with me immediately.

Paranoia

hallucinations, migraines

even something as simple as a lingering sense of dread.

You've just described the normal life

of every citizen in Springwood.

No, come on, straighten it Straight time now, kiddo.

I'm not joking.

I know. I'll call.

Okay, you're sprung.

Here's your prescription.

Take one when you get home

and I want you to go straight home and stay there

the whole weekend.

Order out for pizza. Take it easy, relax.

- I plan to. - Alright, get outta here.

[dramatic music]

Hey... I'm okay.

You're okay.

But our Joanie? Hmm..

She's skatin' on real thin ice.

Think I'll, uh, stick her in a couple of tight places.

[laughing]

Sherry?

Welcome home!

(all) Surprise!

Did I get you, huh?

Yeah, you got me.

Oh. Come on.

(male ♪ 1) 'That's great, how you doing?'

[indistinct chatter]

[chuckles]

It's really good to have you back home.

It's good not to be in the hospital.

You are a one tough babe.

To get kidnapped by some psycho

and then have to spend all that time in hospital.

It wasn't that bad. The hospital, I mean.

Did they cure your claustrophobia?

There's no cure for it.

They just help you to try to deal with it.

And speakin' of dealing with it..

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But they let you come home, so that must mean that you're okay.

Okay enough to get back to the real world.

Are you okay enough to come with me and Brad?

I'm too clumsy to ski, besides you guys

don't want me crowding the cabin.

Maybe I should stay home with you.

You do and I'll never speak to you again.

Alright.

Well, if I'm gonna go, then I better go get some sleep.

Don't stay up too late.

I won't. These pills make me drowsy

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[door creaks]

It was really great last month and you missed it.

You sure you don't wanna come with us?

No, I just wanna hang out.

This is the first time in a long time

I don't have any doctors swarming over me.

Oh, Ihatedoctors.

They always make me feel like a dartboard.

Damn, this door always sticks!

[telephone ringing]

Oh-h, it's probably my mom.

Um, look, can you get my skis? They're in the back someplace.

[sighs]

[ringing continues]

It's only a closet.

[music continues]

[panting]

[panting]

[knocking on door]

Hey, Joanie, what's up? This is my cousin, Jamie.

He's gonna give us a lift to the train station.

- Hi. - I'm gonna go get my girl.

So, um, you're not going on the big ski trip, huh?

No, not for me.

Me, either. I can't even skateboard.

[chuckles]

So, anyway, um..

you know I'll be dropping these guys off

in about a, about an hour or so..

maybe you'd like to go out to dinner with me later.

No, thanks. I have too much to do here around the house.

- Thanks anyway. - Yeah, sure.

Okay, bye, babe, you have our phone number

if you need us, right?

- Right. - You gonna be okay?

- Sure. Okay, have a good time. - Okay.

Bye-bye.

- Take it easy, Joanie. - Bye.

- Do you wanna get that? - Oh, yeah, sure.

(Brad) Thanks.

Bye.

[wind whooshing]

[door creaking]

[screams]

[dramatic music]

God!

You're okay. You're okay.

One, two, three, four, five, six..

A, B, C, D, E, F, G..

One, two, three.

[gasps]

[screams]

[screaming]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[pounding on door]

[gasping]

[panting]

[breathing heavily]

[dialing]

- 'Hello.' - Oh, doctor!

Thank God! I wanted..

[automated message] 'You've reached the home of Dr. and Mrs. Martel.

'Please, leave a message at the beep.'

[beep on phone]

Dr. Martel, it's Joan.

I'm s-sort of having a little trouble.

I'm-I'm having an episode.

Please, call me when you can.

I'll be home.

[sighs]

[knocking on door]

[knocking continues]

- Who is it? - 'Uh, it's okay, Joan.'

(Jamie) 'It's me, Jamie. From before?'

- What do you want? - Um, well..

Sherry was gonna lend me one of her textbooks and, um..

You know, I forgot to get it when we were here before.

So, she said that I could come back for it.

So, do you think I could get it now? I'll be quick.

- Where is it? - Where's what?

Look, I really don't have time for jokes.

Just find the book and leave.

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Sure. I'm not gonna stay long.

Just gonna what, use the bathroom

maybe make a few phone calls.

[door creaking]

So, um..

did he keep you in something like this?

- Excuse me? - The guy!

You know... the guy who kidnapped you.

I mean, um..

did he stick you in the closet?

Or was it worse?

Who told you?

Sherry.

She thinks it's a real riot.

[chuckles]

Anyway, um..

this guy, I mean, this guy..

did he, like, uh, let you go to the bathroom?

Get out! Now!

Come on.

I mean..

we're just getting to know each other.

I don't like to talk about it.

No problem.

You don't have to talk.

You can show me.

What?

So this guy, I mean, um..

did he, like, uh, do things to ya?

Where is it?

- Where is what? - The bathroom! The bathroom!

I, um, I said..

that I had to go to the bathroom.

It's down the hall.

I'll be quick.

Hey!

Hey, who were you calling?

- My, um, doctor. - Y-your doctor?

I've been trying to reach him.

Why, what's the matter? You're sick or something?

I think I must be!

[sobbing] Please, I think it's time you left!

Hey.

Are you throwing me out?

Do you really think you can throw

[sobbing] Why are you doing this?

I just..

I just wanna hear the story.

[dramatic music]

The story.

[sighs]

So I mean, uh..

what did this guy do to ya?

[panting]

It doesn't matter, really

because, um..

it's nothing

compared to what I'm gonna do to ya.

Come here.

[sobbing]

Come on! You cook?

- Please! - Make me something to eat.

And don't make me none of this crap, either.

I want something..

that's gonna roll off my tongue.

[panting]

Move!

[chuckles]

[panting]

You... you little tease.

[chuckles]

It's time to take a trip to the closet.

[sobbing]

[groaning]

[gasps]

[grunts]

Okay.

[panting]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[panting]

[dramatic music]

[knocking on door]

Hi. How you doing?

(Jamie) 'Uh, uh, hi, Joan. Gee, I'm sorry to bug you.'

- 'I, uh, I forgot to pick up... ' - A book, right?

(Jamie) 'Well, yeah. How did you know?'

Joan?

Um, are you, like, okay?

Why? Don't I look okay?

Uh, oh, yeah, sure.

Uh, sure, you do. I-I didn't mean anything by it.

It's just that, um..

Well, Sherry, she..

'She mentioned your experience.'

I'm fine, really.

I'm just having a little trouble adjusting.

'My imagination is running away with me.'

'I'll settle down.'

W-would you excuse me a second?

I have to go check on something.

Oh, sure.

[dramatic music]

(male #2 over phone) 'Hello, can I help you?'

This isn't a machine?

(male #2) 'Uh, this is Dr. Martel's answering service.'

- 'Uh, may I help you?' - I need to reach the doctor!

(male #2) 'Well, it's the answering service. Can I help you?'

I don't need his answering service! I need him!

(Jamie) 'You're gonna need a lot more than that, babe.'

[dramatic music]

I'm losing all touch with reality.

(male #2) 'Hello?'

'Is that the message you'd like to leave, miss?'

[gasps]

[rattling]

[gasps]

[knocking on door]

[knocking continues]

- Who's there? - 'It's Jamie.'

(Jamie) 'Sorry to bother you, but I left a book here.'

[crying]

I'm not home now.

(Jamie) 'Come on, open up.'

Leave me alone!

(Jamie) 'No, can't do, Joannie.'

Joan?

You deservespecialtr

Right this way.

Always room for one more.

[laughing]

[screaming]

'No!'

[screaming continues]

Joan?

Joannie?

Where is she?

I'm gonna get the other bags.

God, it's really stuck this time.

[dramatic music]

'Oh, my God.'

Let me out! Let me out!

Please! Let me out!

'Let me go!'

[sobbing] Oh, my God.

I want you to go home.

Straight home and stay there, the whole weekend.

Order out for pizza. Relax, take it easy.

I'll be fine.

What's so bad about being buried alive?

Beats being barbequed.

[laughs]

Hold my calls.

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