Pull yourself together, Teddy!
Pull yourself together.
It's just water.
It's a lot of water.
Water....
Come on.
- You okay, boss? -Yeah, I'm fine, I just eh....
I just can't..can't stomach the water.
You're my new partner. That's right.
Not the best way to meet with my head half-way down the toilet!
Doesn't exactly square with Teddy Daniels, the man, the legend, I'll give you that.
The legend?
What the hell are you boys smoking over there in Portland, anyway?
Seattle.
I came from the office in Seattle.
How long you been with the Marshals?
Four years.
So you know how small it is?
Sure. What about you? You got a girl? Married?
I was.
She died.
Jesus! I........ Don't worry about it.
There was a fire at the apartment building while I was at work.
Four people died.
It was the smoke that got her, not the fires.
That's important. I'm sorry, boss.
Where are my goddamn cigarettes?
I have... have one of mine?
I could've sworn they were in my jacket before I.....
Government employees, they rob you blind.
Thanks.
Give you a briefing about the institution before you left?
All I know is, it's a mental hospital.
For the criminally insane.
Well, if it was just folks running riot, hearing voices
and chasing after butterflies, they wouldn't need us.
Know where we're headed? Yup.
The other side of the island is rock bluffs,
all the way down to the edge of the water.
The dock, it's the only way on... or off.
We'll be casting off as soon as you two are on ashore.
I'd appreciate it, if you hurry up about it!
Why? Storm's coming.
Never seen a Marshal's badge before.
I'm Deputy Warden McPherson, gentlemen.
Welcome to Shutter Island. I'll be the one taking you up to Ashecliffe.
Your boys seem a little on edge, Mr. McPherson.
Right now, Marshal. We all are.
"REMEMBER US FOR WE TOO HAVE LIVED, LOVED AND LAUGHED"
Electrified perimeter.
How can you tell?
I've seen something like it before.
All right, you gentelman will be accorded all the help we can give.
But during your stay, you will obey protocol. Is that understood?
Absolutely.
The red brick bulding on your right is ward A, the male ward.
Ward B, the female ward, is the one on your left.
Ward C is that building on the bluffs, an old civil war fort.
The most dangerous patients are housed there.
Admittance to ward C is forbidden without the written consent and
physical presence of both myself and Dr.Cawly.
Is that understood?
You act like insanity is catching!
You are hereby required to surrender your firearms.
Mr. McPherson, we are duly appointed Federal Marshals,
we are required to carry our firearms with us at all times.
Executive Order 319 of the Federal Code of
Penitentiaries states that, when inside a Penitentiary,
the officers of that institution have final authority.
Gentlemen, you will not get through this gate with your firearms.
Ok, now that the official stuffs done, come on boys.
What do you say we go find Dr.Cawley?
When did she escape? This prisoner?
I'm afraid Dr. Cawley will have to fill you in on the situation.
Protocol.
Correctional officers at a mental institution.
That's a weird sight, if you don't mind me saying.
It's the only facility of it's kind in the U.S.
Even the world. We take only the most dangerous damaged patients.
Ones no other hospitals can manage, and it's all due to Dr. Cawley.
He's created something really unique here. It's a hospital for people who society...
ID's, gentlemen.
Show your badges, gentlemen.
Dr. Cawley's been consulted numerous times,
By Scotland Yard, MI 5, the OSS ... Why?
What do you mean?
What do intelligence agencies want to consult a psychiatrist about?
I guess you'll have to ask him.
Marshall Daniels. Doc....Ted.
Marshall Aule.
Thank you deputy warden, that will be all. Yes, sir.
Pleasure, gentlemen.
He had a lot to say about you.
McPherson's a good man, he believes in the work we do here.
And what would that be exactly?
A moral fusion between law and order and clinical care.
Pardon me Doc, a what between what and what?
Those paintings are quite accurate.
It used to be the kind of patients we deal with here were..
shackled and left in their own filth.
They were beaten. As if whipping them bloody would drive the psychosis out
We drove screws into their brains, we submerged
them in icy water until they lost consciousness or even drowned.
And now? We treat them.
Try to heal, try to cure.
And if that fails, at least we provide them with a measure of comfort in their lives...calm.
These are all violent offenders, right?
I mean, they've hurt people.
Murdered them in some cases. In almost all cases. Yes.
And personally Doctor, I'd have to say screw their sense of calm.
It's my job to treat my patients not their victims. I'm not here to judge.
So this female prisoner.... 'Patient'.
Excuse me 'patient'. One Rachel Solando,
Escaped sometime in the last 24 hours. Last night.
Between 10 and midnight.
Is she considered dangerous? You could say that.
She killed all three of her children.
She drowned them in the lake behind her house.
She took them out one by one and held their heads under until they died.
Then she brought them back inside and arranged them around the kitchen table.
She ate a meal there before a neighbor dropped by.
And what about the husband?
He died on the beaches of Normandy. She's a war widow.
She starved herself when she first came here. She insisted the children weren't dead.
Sorry Doctor, you wouldn't happen to have an aspirin, do you?
Prone to headaches Marshal?
Sometimes, but today my...
Little more prone to seasickness. Ah, dehydration!
You allright boss? Yeah.
In that case, you're quite right. The simpler, the better.
Thanks, so much.
Rachel still believes her children are alive.
She also believes, this place is her home in the Berckshires.
You're kidding me.
She's never once, in two years, acknowledged that she is in an institution.
She believes we're all deliverymen, milkmen, postal workers....
To sustain the delusion that her children never died, she's created an elaborate fictional structure.
She gives us all parts to play in that fiction.
So you searched the grounds yet? The warden and his men scoured the island.
Not a trace.
What's more disturbing is, we don't know how she got out of her room.
It was locked from the outside
and the only window's barred.
As if she evaporated straight through the walls.
Brought her right back here after group therapy, locked her in.
I came back for midnight rounds.... she was gone.
Seriously doctor, how is it possible that the truth never gets through to her?
I mean, she's in a mental institution, right?
Seems like something you'd notice from time to time.
How many pairs of shoes are the patients given? Two pairs.
Sanity's not a choice, Marshal.
You can't just choose to get over it.
So ... she left here barefoot?
Come on Doc, she couldn't get ten yards in that terrain.
Marshal...?
THE LAW OF 4. WHO IS 67?
Ah, this is definitely Rachel's handwriting.
I've no idea what the ' LAW OF 4' is though. It's not a psychiatric term?
I'm afraid not.
Who's 67?
Fuck if I know!
I'd have to say that's quite close to my clinical conclusion.
You think it's just random scribblings?
No, not at all. Rachel's smart . Brilliant in fact.
This paper could be important. Excuse me Doctor, but ...
We're going to have to hold onto this. Of course.
And you say had to come through here.
After lights out, the orderlies play cards in here.
Last night, there were seven men sitting at the base of those stairs playing stud poker.
Yet, somehow Rachel managed to slip pass them.
Why?
How? She turns invisible?
Doctor, we're going to need access to the personal files of all the medical staff.
The nurses, the guards, the orderlies. Anyone who was working here.
We'll take your request under consideration.
This is not a request, Doctor.
This is a Federal facility and a dangerous prisoner ...
Patient. Patient...
Has escaped now. You will comply. All I can say is, I'll see what I can do.
Doctor, we're going to need to speak with the staff. Do you understand?
I'll assemble them in the common room after dinner.
If you have any further questions, feel free to join the Deputy Warden in the search.
It's eleven miles to the nearest land and the water's freezing.
The current was strong last night. Tide pushing in?
She'd have drowned or been crushed on the rocks or
her body would have washed back up on shore.
What about those caves down there, have you checked them?
No way she could get there.
The base of those cliffs are covered in poison ivy, live oak, sumac.
Thousand plants with thorns as big as my dick.
You said yourself, Marshal, she's got no shoes.
All right! Let's check the other side!
What's that tower? It's an old lighthouse.
The guards already searched inside it.
What's in there, more patients? A sewage treatment facility.
It's getting dark soon.
I'm calling this off for the night.
Let's go, boys!
You were the one watching the land, uh? Yeah.
Could nobody get in or out, of their room on that corridor, without me seeing.
Okay , Rachel Solando,
Who else does she have to pass to get down here?
Me.
Glen Miga.
Sir, I didn't see nothing. And you were at your post all night?
Yeah. But I didn't see a thing.
Glen.
Glen?
Tell me the truth.
I......I maybe went to the bathroom.
What? You breached protocol. Christ! I wasn't gone for more than a minute.
All right. Let's back up here. Let's all just back up.
Miss Solando was put in her room for lights out.
Does anyone here know what she did before that?
Anyone?
Come on, anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone.
She was in a group therapy session.
Huh? Anything unusual occur?
Define 'unusual'.
Excuse me? This is a mental institution, Marshal.
For the criminally insane.
'Usual' isn't a big part of our day.
I will rephrase.
Did anything happen last night during group therapy, that was more...
Let's say, I don't know, memorable than.. Normal?
Exactly!
No. Sorry.
Did Miss Solando say anything during group therapy?
She was worried about the rain.
And she hated the food here.
Complained constantly. Last night included.
So, you were there. Was there a doctor present?
Yes. Dr. Sheehan led the discussion.
Dr. Sheehan?
Yes. He was running the session.
He's Rachels's 'primary'.
The psychiatrist who directly oversees her care.
Huh! We're going to need to speak with Dr. Sheehan.
I'm afraid that won't be possible.
He left on the ferry this morning. His vacation was already planned.
He'd been putting it off too long.
You're in a state of lockdown.
A dangerous patient has escaped
and you let her primary doctor leave on vacation?
Of course, he's a doctor.
Do you have the phone number for where he's gone?
Hello? Hello? Hello?
Anybody there?
I'm sorry, sir, but it's all down. All the lines.
The storm's hitting the mainland like a hammer.
If you get it working, come find me immediately.
The Marshals need to make an important call.
Yes, sir.
I'm afraid I have evening rounds in the wards.
But I'll be having drinks and a cigar at my house around 9.
If you care to drop by.
Good, we can talk then, right?
We have been talking, Marshal.
Got to say, I think I got into the wrong line of public service.
It's a little overwhelming. It was constructed during the civil war.
The same time as the military fort housing Ward C.
This is the original commander's quarters and Uncle Sam got the bill.
The commander was court-marshalled.
I can see why.
Nice music. Who's that? Brahms?
No.
It's Mahler.
Quite right, Marshal.
Forgive me, gentlemen. My colleague, Dr. Jeremiah Naehring.
Quartet for Piano and Strings in A minor.
Your poison, gentlemen? Rye, if you've got it.
Soda and ice please, thanks.
Oh, you don't indulge in alcohol?
I'm surprised.
Isn't it common for men in your profession to imbibe?
Common enough and yours?
I'm sorry? Your profession, doctor, psychiatry.
Yes. - I've always heared it's overrun with boozers and drunks.
Not that I've noticed.
What's that? Iced tea in your glass there.
Excellent Marshal.
You have outstanding defense mechanisms.
You must be quite adept at interrogations, um?
Men like you are my specialty.
Men of violence.
That's a hell of assumption to make.
No assumption, not at all. You misunderstand me. I said, you are men of violence.
I'm not accusing you of being violent men. That's quite different.
Please, please. Edify us, Doctor.
You both served overseas.
It's not much of a stretch, Doc. For all you know, we're both paper pushers over there.
No, you are not.
Since the schoolyard, neither of you has ever walked away from a physical conflict.
Not because you enjoyed it but because retreat isn't something you considered an option.
We weren't raised to run, doc.
Ah, yes... raised!
And who raised you, Marshal?
Me?
Wolves.
Very impressive defense mechanisms.
Do you believe in God, Marshal?
I'm quite serious.
That's rubbish.
You've ever seen a death camp, Doctor?
I have, I was there, for the liberation of Daqhau.
Your English is very good, almost flawless.
His English really is very good. You hit the consonants a tad hard though.
You're German?
Is legal immigration a crime, Marshal? Oh, I don't know doctor, you to tell us.
Now listen, we're going to need those files on Sheehan and the rest of staff as well.
No personnel files will be released for you. Period.
We going to need those files. Out of the question.
Bullshit, out of the question! Bullshit!
Who the hell is in charge here, anyway? Huh?
Dr Naehring acts as liaison to our board of overseers.
He relayed your request and it's been refused.
Refused? They don't have the authority to refuse. And neither do you, sir.
Marshal, continue your investigation and we will do all we can to help.
This investigation is over.
We going to file our reports and we going to hand it over um....
Hoover's boys. Hoover's boys, that's right.
We're taking the ferry back in the morning.
Come on, Chuck.
Nice night.
You'll be bunking in the orderlies quarters.
Hey boss, we really packing it in?
Why?
I guess, I don't know. I just never really quit anything before.
We haven't heared the truth once yet Chuck.
This Rachel Solando didn't slipped out of a locked cell barefoot without any help.
I think she had alot of help.
Maybe, Cawley's sitting up in his mansion right now,
rethinking his whole attitude.
Maybe in the morning... You're bluffing?
I didn't said that.
I found a whole stack of these, Teddy.
Jesus, are you ever sober anymore?
I killed alot of people in the war.
Is that why you drink?
Are you real?
No.
She's still here.
Who?
Rachel?
She never left.
Remember when we stayed in the cabin in the summer, Teddy?
We were so happy.
She's here.
You can't leave.
I'm not gonna leave.
I love you so much.
I'm just bones in a box, Teddy. No.
I am.
You have to wake up.
I won't go.
You're here.
I'm not.
You have to face that.
But she is,
so is he.
Who?
Laeddis.
I have to go.
No! please. I need a second to hold to you.
Just a little bit longer. God, Teddy ...
You have to let me go.
I can't.
Ain't gonna be no ferry in this shit.
Doctor.
Doctor, Doctor.
We need to interview the patients who were in Rachel's group therapy session.
I thought your investigation was finished?
It's not like we can take the ferry.
And was Rachel receiving any other treatment for her illnesses?
Do you know the state of the mental health field these days, gentelmen?
No. Not a clue. doctor.
War.
The old school believes in surgical intervention.
Psychosurgery. Procedures like the trans-orbital lobotomy.
Some say the patients become reasonable, Others say they become zombies.
And the new school? Psychopharmacology.
A new drug has just been approved called Thorazine.
Which relaxes psychotic patients,
You could say tames them.
And which school are you, Doc? Me?
I have this radical idea that if you treat a patient with respect,
Listen to him,
Try and understand, You just might reach him.
These patients, eh? Even these.
What should be a last resort is becoming a first response.
Give them a pill and put them in a corner, and it all goes away.
Rachel Solando was on a combination of drugs
meant to keep her from becoming violent but it was only intermittently effective.
The greatest obstacle to her recovery was her refusal to face what she had done.
"Was."
Is there a reason you keep referring to your patient in the past tense, Doctor?
Look outside, Marshal.
Why do you think?
Next up is Peter Breen. Assaulted his father's nurse with broken glass,
Nurse survived, but her face permanently disfigured.
I can't wait.
She'd smile at me. She was so sweet
But ... You could see it in his eyes. She liked to be naked.
To suck cock.
Okay, Mr. Breen.
Then she asks me if she can have a glass of water?
Alone in the kitchen, like that's no big deal?
Why was that a big deal? It was obvious.
She wanted me to pull out my thing, so that she could laugh at it.
Mr Breen,
We need to ask you some questions, okay?
When I cut her she screamed.
But ...
She scared me.
What did she expect?
Interesting.
But we're here to talk about Rachel Solando, Okay?
Rachel Solando ...
You know that she drowned her own kids?
She drowned her kids!
This is a sick fucking world we live in. I'll tell you that.
You know what, they should be gassed.
All of them... the retards, the killers,
the niggers. You kill your own kid? Gas the bitch!
Please.. stop that?
That nurse? Please, stop that.
That nurse maybe. Maybe she had kids, eh?
A husband ...
Just trying to make ends meet,
to have a normal life,
It says in your file that
You tore her face off, didn't you?
Congratulations! No more normal for her, not ever again, no.
Do you know what she was afraid of?
You.
Could you stop that, please?
Stop that!
Please ... stop!
You know a patient named Andrew Laeddis, do you? No! No!
I want to go back.
I'll never get out of here.
I'm not sure that I should.
Excuse me for saying this, Miss Kearns.
Mrs. Mrs. Kearns
But you seem quite normal,
I mean in comparison with the other patients here.
Well, I have my dark days. I suppose everyone does.
The difference is that most people don't kill their husbands with an axe.
Although personally, I think if a man beats you and...
fucks half the women he sees and no one will help you,
Axing him isn't the least understandable thing you can do.
Maybe you shouldn't get out.
What would I do if I did?
I don't know the world anymore.
They say there are bombs that can reduce whole cities to ash.
And what do you call televisions,
voices and faces coming from a box.
I hear enough voices already.
What can you tell us about Rachel?
Not much, she... she keeps to herself.
She believed her kids were alive.
She thought she was still living in the Berkshires and we were all her neighbours.
The milkmen, postmen. Deliverymen.
And Dr. Sheehan was there that night?
Yes.
He talked about anger.
Tell me about him.
What's he like?
I...he's a...
Ok... nice.
Not hard on the eyes. That's what my mother would say.
Did he ever make a pass at you?
No.
No, Dr. Sheehan's a good doctor, he wouldn't ...
Could I have a glass of water, please?
No problem.
Thank you, Marshal.
I just have one more question for you, Mrs. Kearns.
Did you ever meet a patient named Andrew Laeddis?
No.
Never heard of him.
She was coached!
He used practically the same words as Cawley and the nurse.
Like she'd been told exactly what to say. Who is Andrew Laeddis?
You asked every one of those patients back there about him. Who is he?
What the hell, boss. I'm your partner for Christ's sake!
We just met, Chuck.
Been on the beat for a long time,
You got a duty, you got a career and what I'm doing...
It's not exactly by the book.
I don't give a damn about 'by the book', boss.
I just want to know what the hell is going on.
When this case came over the wires,
I requested it, specifically. You understand?
Why?
Andrew Laeddis,
Was the maintenance man in the apartment building where my wife and I lived.
Okay.
He was also a firebug.
Andrew Laeddis lit the match,
that caused the fire that killed my wife.
Let them out!
What happened to Laeddis?
Got away with it. Laeddis got away with it and then he disappeared.
About a year ago, I open up the paper and there he is.
Ugly looking son of a bitch!
Huge scar from his right temple down to his left lip.
Eyes different colors. Not the type of face you forget.
He burnt down a schoolhouse. Killed 2 people.
Said voices told him to do it.
First he went to prison, then he got transferred here.
Then what? Then nothing.
He vanished like he never existed. No record, whatsoever.
Pretty sure he's not in ward B that leaves ward C.
Or he could be dead.
So could Rachel Solando, for that matter.
Lot of places to hide a body here.
Only one place no one will really notice.
That patient , Bridget Kearne, when she sent me for water,
she said something to you back there, didn't she?
No.
Come on boss!
She wrote it.
RUN.
Boss!
We got to get indoors. It's turning into fucking Kansas out here!
All right. Now. Let's go!
Watch out!
Jesus!
Come on! Watch out!
Get in there. Let's go.
God! Jesus Christ! Damn it!
You okay, boss? Yeah. I'm all right.
So, if Laeddis is here ...
What are you going to do about it?
I'm not here to kill Leaddis.
If it was my wife I'd kill him twice.
When we got to the gates of Dachau, the SS guards surrendered.
The commandant tried to kill himself before we got there,
but he botched it.
Took him an hour to die.
When I went outside, I saw all the bodies on the ground.
Too many to count.
Too many to imagine.
So yeah,
The guards surrendered, we took, their guns, we lined them up.
It wasn't warfares,
it was murder.
They haven't have had enough of killing.
That's not why I'm here.
So what is this all about?
After Laeddis vanished,
I started doing some checking on Ashecliffe.
Lot of people know about this place, but no one wants to talk.
You know it's like they're scared of something.
You know this place is funded by a special grant.
From the House on Un-American Activities Committee . HUAC.
And how, exactly, are we fighting the Commies from an island in Boston Harbor?
By conducting experiments on the mind.
At least, that's my guess.
And you think that's going on here?
Like I said, no one will talk, right?
Till I found somebody who used to be a patient here.
Guy's name is George Noyce.
Nice college kid. Socialist.
He gets offered some money to do a psych study. Guess what they were testing?
- drug tests. So he starts seeing dragons everywhere.
He almost beats his professor to death. Ends up here in Ashecliffe.
Ward C.
They released him after one year, right? What does he do?
Two weeks on the mainland, he walks into a bar, stabs three men to death.
His lawyer pleads insanity, but Noyce ...Noyce
He stands up in the courtroom and
he begs the judge for the electric chair.
Anywhere but a mental hospital.
Judge gives him life, in Dedham prison.
And you found him? Yeah, I found him.
Well, he's a mess.
But it's pretty clear from what he tells me.
What?
They're experimenting on people here.
I don't know, boss.
I don't believe a crazy guy. That's the beauty of it, isn't it.
Crazy people that are perfect subjects. They talk, nobody listens.
I stood in Dachau.
We saw what human beings are capable of doing to each other, right?
For Christ's sake, we fought a goddamn war to stop them.
And now..now I find out it may be happening here?
On our soil? No.
So what are you really here to do, Ted?
I'm going to get the proof.
I'm going to go back and I'm going to blow the lid off this place.
That's it
Wait a minute.
You started asking around about Ashecliffe,
Waiting for a chance to get out here, then suddenly they need a US Marshal?
I got lucky. There was a patient escaped , it was the perfect excuse.
No, no, no boss. Luck doesn't work that way.
The world doesn't work that way. They got an electrified fence around a septic facility.
Ward C is inside a Civil War fort?
A chief of staff with ties to the OSS. Funding from HUAC?
I mean Jesus Christ! Everything about this place stinks of "government ops".
What if they wanted you here? Bullshit!
You were asking questions. Bullshit!
Bullshit? We came here for Rachel Solando. Where's one shred of evidence she even existed?
There's no way they could have known I'd be signing this case.There's no way.
What about you were looking into them and they were looking into you.
All they had to do was fake an escape to get you here.
And now they have you. Now they have us both. Here, now.
Marshals, you out here?
This is Deputy Warden McPherson.
Marshals!
How about that? They found us, eh?
It's an island, boss. They always going to find us.
I know you're in there.
We're getting out of this goddamn island. You and me.
Come on!
Go!
Get dried off. Dr. Cawley wants to talk to you, now.
And hurry up, this thing is turning into a goddamn hurricane!
I dropped those suits off, to be cleaned.
It should be ready by tomorrow.
That is if we all don't wash away first.
You know, speaking of which, I'm afraid your smokes were pretty much done for.
So ...
This is our only choice, eh?
That's something really nice in prison already, that don't work for you.
Now that you mention it. These are just fine.
That's why I must repeat my insistence,
that all ward C patients be placed in manual restraints.
If the facility floods they'll drown. You know that.
That would take a lot of flooding.
We're on an island in the middle of the ocean, during a hurricane.
A lot of flooding seems like a distinct possibility.
It's a gamble, Steven. Say the power fails.
There's a backup generator.
And if that goes? The cell doors will open.
Where are they going to go?
They can't just hop a ferry, scoot over to the mainland and wreak havoc.
You're quite right. They're probably more likely to wreak havoc right here, on us.
If they're manacled to the floor, they'll die.
24 human beings.
And you can live with that, can you?
Quite frankly, if it were up to me,
I'd put all 42 in wards A and B in manual restraints as well.
Excuse me Excuse me
Marshal. I'm sorry, doctor, I just have one quick question.
Yes, I'll be with you in a moment.
We spoke this morning about Rachel Solando's note,
The law of 4, I loved that.
You said you had no idea what that second line could refer to.
Correct.
Who is 67?
Yes, I'm afraid I still don't. None of us do.
Nothing comes to mind.
Nothing?
Because I believe I just heard you say there are 24 patients in ward C.
And 42 of patients, in wards A and B.
Which means there's a total of..what.. 66 patients in this facility.
That is correct, yes.
Then it seems that Rachel Solando was suggesting
That you have a 67th patient, doctor.
But I'm afraid we don't. This is ridiculous.
What are you doing here? We are doing our goddamn job.
Didn't McPherson tell you the good news?
No, what's the good news, doctor?
Rachel's been found.
She's here.
Safe and sound.
There's not a mark on her.
Who are these men?
Why are they in my house?
Police officers, Rachel.
They have a few questions.
Ma'am.
There's been a sighting of a known Communist,
subversive in this area passing out literature.
Here?
In this neighborhood?
Yes, I'm afraid so.
Now, if you can tell us what you did yesterday, where you were,
it would really help us narrow down our search.
Yes.
Well, I um...
I made breakfast for Jim and the children,
and then I packed Jim's lunch and he left.
Then I sent the children off to school.
And then ...
I decided to take a long swim in the lake.
I see.
And after that?
After that ...
I thought of you.
I ... I'm sorry, ma'am.
I don't know what you talking about.
Don't you know how lonely I've been, Jim?
You're gone.
You're dead.
I cry every night.
How am I supposed to survive?
God.
Rachel, it will be all right.
I'm so sorry, but everything is going to be all right. Okay?
I buried you
I buried an empty casket . Your body rained down lumps of flesh, splashing into the sea,
eaten by sharks.
My Jim's dead. So who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
I'm sorry about that.
I didn't wanted to interrupt. I thought she might tell you something, but ...
We found her down by the lighthouse,
skipping stones.
We've no idea how she got out. I'm going to have to ask you to go down into the basement.
There's food, water, cots. It's the safest place to be,
when the hurricane hits.
Are you all right? You look pale.
I'm fine, it's just a...
Boss, are you okay?
It's just so goddamn bright, isn't it?
Photo sensitivity, headaches sometimes. Marshal, are you having a migraine?
Yeah, right.
Take these, Marshal. In a couple of hours you'll be as clear as a bell.
He's having a migraine. Imagine someone sawed open your head,
filled it with razors then shook it as hard as they could.
Take these pills, Marshal.
I don't..I don't want the pills. It'll stop the pain, Marshal. Take the pills.
You're going to need to lie down.
Oh, Chuck!
Careful. All right.
Gonna be okay. Relax.
Who is that? Him?
That's the warden.
Don't you worry about him, allright?
Looks like an ex-military prick.
You know what, I can't argue with you on that one.
You should have saved me.
You should have saved all of us.
Hey buddy!
Laeddis.
Yes.
Hi, buddy.
No hard feelings, right?
No hard feelings.
Little something for later.
'Cause I know how much you need it.
Clock's ticking, my friend.
We're running out of time.
Give me a hand here.
I could get into trouble.
I'm dead?
I'm so sorry.
Why didn't you save me?
I tried. I wanted to but by the time I got there,
it was too late.
See?
Aren't they beautiful?
Why are you all wet, baby?
Laeddis isn't dead.
He isn't gone.
He's still here.
I know.
You need to find him, Teddy.
You need to find him and you kill him dead.
It's okay.
Generator room's flooded.
You okay, boss?
This goddamn Migraine!
Back up generator's failed. The whole place has gone crazy.
What do you want to do?
Christ!
No, no, no! Put it down.
Now! Put it down.
You think the whole electrical system's fried?
Let's say it's a good possibility, ain't it?
The electronic security,
fences, gates, the doors.
Come on.
Nice day for a stroll don't you think?
Towards C, for example.
Maybe, we'll run into Andrew Leaddis!
The guy I told you about, George Noyce?
He told me this is where they keep the worse ones.
Guys even the other inmates are scared of.
Did Noyce give you anything about a lab?
Not really.
All he remembered was people screaming day and night. No windows.
Iron bars everywhere.
Jesus Christ!.
First time on ward C, eh?
Yeah, yeah.
We heard stories, but ... Trust me, son. You haven't heard shit.
We got most of the bugsies locked down now.
But some of them are still loose.
If you see one, don't try to restrain him yourselves.
These fuckers will kill you.
Clear?
Allright, get your asses moving then. Go on.
He's here.
Laeddis.
I can feel him.
Tag! You're it!
Ted!
Hey, hey!
Teddy!
Listen to me!
Listen! I don't want to leave here, all right?
Why would anybody want to? We hear things here,
About the outside world. About atolls.
About H-bomb tests.
You know how a hydrogen bomb works?
I know that. With Hydrogen? With Hydrogen. Oh, that's funny!
Boss?
Other bombs explode, eh?
But not the hydrogen bomb. It implodes.
Creating an explosion to the thousandth, the millionth degree .
Do you get it? Yeah, yeah.
Do you? I get it! I get it!
Let him go!
No! No!
What are you doing?
Jesus Christ, Teddy. Jesus!
You got Billings?
What's the matter with you guys? Catch them, not kill them!
He jumped us.
You, give me a hand with him. We've got to get him to the infirmary.
Goddamnit! No, no. Not you, not you. Take a walk.
Come on!
Cawley's going to have my goddamn balls for this.
Laeddis ..
Laeddis ....
A thousand times I've those faces, ten thousand times I've seen those faces.
Please ...
Stop me.
Please, please!
Laeddis ...
You told me I'd be free of this place.
You promised.
You lied.
Laeddis?
Laeddis!
That's pretty damned funny.
Your voice.
Don't you recognize it?
After all the talks we've had?
After all the lies you've told me?
Let me see your face.
They say I'm theirs now.
They say I'll never leave here.
Your match is about to go out.
Let me see your goddamn face? Now!
Why?
So you can lie to me more?
This isn't about the truth. Yes, it is.
It's about exposing the truth. It's about you..
And Laeddis.
That's all it's ever been about.
I was incidental.
A way in.
George?
George Noyce?
No, it's not possible. You can't be here.
Do you like it?
Who did this to you, George?
You did.
What the hell do you mean?
What are you talking. All your fucking talk.
I'm back in here because of you!
Georgie, how did they get you out of Dedham?
How did this happen? I'm going to find a way to fix this. You understand me?
I'll never get out now.
I got out once, not twice, never twice.
Just tell me how they got you here? They knew!
Don't you get it?
Everything you were up to. Your whole plan.
This is a game. All of this,
is for you.
You're not investigating anything.
You're a fucking rat in a maze.
Georgie ...
George, you're wrong.
Really?
Been alone much, since you got here?
I'm been with my partner.
You never worked with him before, have you?
Easy!
He's a US Marshal.
You never have worked with him before, have you?
George, look I...
I know people. I trust this man.
Then, they've already won.
Fuck!
They're going to take me to the lighthouse.
They're going to cut into my brain.
And I'm only here because of you!
George, I'm going to get you out of here. You're not going to the lighthouse. You're not.
You can't dig out the truth and kill Leaddis at the same time.
You got to make a choice. You understand that, don't you?
I'm not here to kill anyone.
Liar!
I'm not going to kill him! I swear to you, I swear.
She's dead.
Let her go.
Tell him, Teddy.
Tell him why.
You've got to do it. There's no other way.
Let it go. Tell him about the day you brought me my locket.
You've got to do it!
How I told you my heart was breaking and you asked me why?
She's fucking with your head.
And I told you it was for my happiness.
She's going to kill you. She's going to kill you.
You want to uncover the truth? You got to let it go.
I can't. You have to let it go!
I can't! I can't.
Then you'll never leave this island.
Dolores?
He's not in this ward.
He's transferring ...
Out of here.
If he's not in ward A,
There's only one place he can be.
The lighthouse.
Hey!
God help you.
Boss, we've got problems. McPherson and Cawley are in the building.
He heard an orderly went batshit on a patient,
They're looking all over the place for him. They're on their way to the roof.
Let's get the hell out of here.
This way.
Just keep going. We belong here.
What happened to you? What do you mean?
Where were you?
After we got that guy to the infirmary,
I took a little detour. The patients records.
Did you ever find Laeddis?
No. No, I never found him.
I got the next best thing.
His intake form.
It's the only thing in his files. There's no session notes, no incident reports,
no photographs. Just this. It was weird.
Here, take a look.
I'll look at it later.
What's the matter, boss?
I'll look it over later, that's all.
Ashecliffe's that way.
I'm not going to Ashecliffe.
I'm going to that lighthouse.
I'm going to find out what the fuck is happening in this island.
Here it is.
Damn!
We're too far south. We're going to have to double back.
There's no way we can cross those rocks.
There could be a way behind those trees
maybe a path that goes around the rocks and leads over to the lighthouse.
Wait, wait, what are we doing? We got the intake form.
It's proof there's a 67th patient, which they said repeatedly doesn't exist.
I'm getting to that lighthouse, you understand?
What the hell can I say to you, to stop you.
Why would you want to, Chuck, why?
Because climbing down there when it's dark is a thin step short of suicide. That's why.
Okay.
Maybe you better sit this one out, then.
You brought me into this, boss. And now we're trapped on this rock,
On this island.
With no one to rely on but each other. And now you acting like...
Like what? Like what?
How am I acting?
What the hell happened back there in those cells, Ted?
What do you think the weather's like in Portland, Chuck? I'm from Seattle.
Seattle?
I'm going on, alone.
I'm coming with you, partner.
I said alone.
Fine.
Damn it!
Oh, damn it!
I knew it wouldn't take long. But I couldn't get to it. The tide was on.
Chuck?
Chuck!
Come on!
Chuck!
Where are you, chuck?
Chuck!
Who are you?
I am Teddy Daniels.
I'm a cop.
You're the Marshal.
That's right.
Would you mind taking your hand from behind your back, please?
Why?
To make sure what you're holding won't hurt me.
I'm going to keep this, if you don't mind.
Fine with me.
You're Rachel Solando.
The real one.
Did you kill your children?
I never had children.
I was never married.
And before I was a patient in Ashecliff, I worked here.
You were a nurse?
I was a doctor, Marshal.
You think I'm crazy?
No, no I.. And if I say I'm not crazy..
Well that hardly helps, does it?
That's the Kafkaesque genius of it.
People tell the world you're crazy,
that all your protests to the contrary,
just confirm what they say.
I'm not following you. I'm sorry.
Once you are declared insane,
then anything you do is called part of that insanity.
Reasonable protests or denial,
valid fears, paranoia.
Survival instincts are
defense mechanisms.
You're smarter than you look Marshal. That's probably not a good thing.
Tell me something,
Yeah?
What happened to you?
I started asking about these large shipments of sodium amytal.
An opium based hallucinogen. Psychotropic drugs.
I asked about the surgeries, too.
Ever heard of transorbital lobotomy?
They zap the patient with electroshock,
Then go through the eye with an ice pick,
Pull out some nerve fibers,
Makes the patients much more obedient.
Tractable.
It's barbaric.
Unconscionable.
Do you know how pain enters the body Marshal? Do you?
Depends on where you hurt.
No, it has nothing to do with the flesh.
The brain controls pain.
The brain controls fear, empathy, sleep, hunger, anger. Everything.
What if you could control it?
You mean..the brain?
Re-create a man,
So he doesn't feel pain.
Or love. Or sympathy.
A man who can't be interrogated because he has no memories to confess.
You can never take away all the men's memories.
Never.
Marshal, the North Koreans used american POW's,
During their brainwashing experiments.
They turned soldiers into traitors. That's what they're doing here.
They're creating ghosts to go out in the world and
do things sane men..sane men never will.
Do they have that kind of ability, that kind of knowledge,
That would take years.
Years, years of research, hundreds of patients to experiment on.
Fifty years from now, people will look
back and say, here..this place is where it all began.
The Nazis used the Jews, the Soviets used prisoners in their own gulags and we...
We tested patients,
on Shutter Island.
No, they won't. No
You do understand, that they can't let you leave?
I am a Federal Marshal ...
they can't stop me.
I was a esteemed psychiatrist,
from a respected family.
It didn't matter.
Let me ask you,
Any past traumas in your life?
Yes, why, why would that matter?
Because they can point to some event in your past
and say it's the reason you lost your sanity.
So that when they commit you here, your friends
and colleagues will say, Of course, he cracked.
Who wouldn't after what he'd been through.
They can say that about anyone. Anyone at all.
The point is, they're going to say it about you.
How's your head?
My head? Any funny dreams, lately?
Trouble sleeping, headaches.
I'm prone to migraines, yes. Jesus!
You haven't taken any pills, have you?
I mean even aspirin? He had the aspirin. Jesus!
And you..you ate the food in the cafeteria and drunk the coffee they gave you.
You tell me at least that you've been smoking your own cigarettes.
No... no.
No, I haven't.
It takes 36 to 48 hours for neuroleptic narcotics to reach workable levels in the blood stream.
Palsy comes first.
First the finger tips and then eventually the whole hand.
Seen any walking nightmares lately, Marshal?
Tell me what's going on in that lighthouse?
Tell me.
Brain surgery.
Hell, ' let's open the skull and see what happens if we pull on this kind.'
They're no different than Nazi's kind.
That's where they create the ghost.
Who knows about this? On the island, I mean. Who?
Everyone.
Oh, come on, the nurses, the orderlies?
They couldn't possibly know. Everyone!
You can't stay here.
They think I'm dead, that I drowned. I'm afraid
if they come looking for you, they might find me.
I'm sorry, but you have to go.
I'm going to come back for you.
I won't be here. I move during the day, new places every night.
But I could come get you. Get you off this island.
Haven't you heard a word I've said?
The only way off the island is the ferry and they control it.
You'll never leave here.
I had a friend. I was with him yesterday, but we got seperated.
Have you seen him?
Marshal, you have no friends.
There you are.
We were wondering when you'd show up.
Have a seat.
Come on.
Taking a leisurely stroll, were we?
I was a...just.. just looking around.
Did you enjoy God's latest gift?
What? God's gift.
The violence.
When I came downstairs in my home and I saw that tree
in my living room, it reached out for me like a divine hand.
God loves violence.
I hadn't noticed. Sure you had.
Why else would there be so much of it?
It's in us. It's what we are.
We wage war, we burn sacrifices, and pillage and
plunder and tear the flesh of our brothers,
And why? Because God gave us violence to wage in His honor.
I thought God gave us moral order.
There's no moral order as pure as this storm.
There's no moral order at all.
There's just this, can my violence conquer yours?
I'm not violent. Yes, you are.
You're as violent as they come.
I know this because I'm as violent as they come.
If the constraints of society were lifted, and I was all that stood
between you and the meal, you would crack my skull with rock and eat my meal parts.
Poor Ted!
Cawley thinks you're harmless, think you can be controlled, but I know are different.
You don't know me. Oh, but I do.
No, you don't. Oh, I know you.
We've known each other for centuries.
If I was to sink my teeth into your eye right now,
would you be able to stop me before I blinded you?
Give it a try.
That's the spirit.
Where have you been?
Oh, just wandering, just looking at your island.
Ah, I forgot you're leaving, now that Rachel's been found.
Oh, surely.
Big meeting?
Oh, yes....
....Apparently. There was an unidentified man in ward C yesterday.
He subdued a highly dangerous patient, quite handily.
Is that so.
It seems he had a long conversation with a paranoid schizophrenic, George Noyce.
This Noyce, so you said his name was? He's a delusional?
Oh, extremely. He can be quite upsetting.
As a matter of fact, two weeks ago, a patient got so
wound up by one of Noyce's stories that he beat him up.
Cigarette?
Oh, no thanks. I quit.
So, you're taking the ferry?
Yes, absolutely, I eh..
I think we've gotten all we came here for. So?
'We' Marshal?
Speaking of, which of you...
You've seen him, Doctor? Who?
My partner, Chuck.
You don't have a partner, Marshal. You came here alone.
You know, I've built something valuable here and valuable
things have a way of being misunderstood in their own time.
Everyone wants a quick fix, they always have. I'm trying to do
something that people, yourself included don't understand.
And I'm not going to give up without a fight.
I can see that.
So tell me again, about your partner.
What partner?
Marshal!
Going somewhere?
No, I'm just a... heading out to the ferry.
I'm afraid..I'm afraid it's the other way.
Oh!
If you wait a moment, I'll find you someone who can take you to the dock.
What's this, Doctor? Huh? What's this?
It's just a sedative.
A precaution. Oh, precaution?
What are you going to do? Kill me, Marshal?
You think you deserve it?
For what, provoking you?
And forgive me, what doesn't provoke you?
Remarks, words ? Nazis.
Well, that too.
And of course, memories, dreams.
Did you know that the word 'trauma' comes from the Greek for wound?
And what is the German word for 'dream'? 'Traum'.
Ein Traum.
Wounds can create monsters. And you, you are wounded, Marshal.
And wouldn't you agree. When you see a monster, you must stop it.
I agree. Yes.
What are you doing, baby?
You've got to get to the ferry.
Ah, no. No, no.
If the world thinks that Chuck is dead, then he's perfect for their experiments.
There's only one place they'd take him.
You go there and you'll die.
He's my partner. If they're hurting him, if they are
holding him against his will. I've got to bring him out.
I can't lose anyone else.
Don't go, Teddy, please. Please don't do this. Don't go.
I'm sorry, honey.
I love this thing because you gave it to me.
Truth is, it's one fucking ugly tie.
No!
Don't move! Stay where you are.
Are you going to kill me?
No. I'm not going to kill you.
Why're you all wet, baby?
What did you say? You know exactly what I said.
The rifle's empty by the way.
Have a seat.
For god's sake, dry off you'll catch a cold.
All right.
How badly did you hurt the guard?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Yes. he's here.
Have Dr.Sheehan take a look at your man before you send him up.
So, Dr. Sheehan came in on the ferry this morning.
Not exactly.
You blew up my car. I really loved that car.
Sorry to hear about that.
Tremors are getting pretty bad.
How are the hallucinations?
Get out of here, Teddy.
This place is going to be the end of you.
Not bad. They'll get worse.
I know.
Dr. Solando, she told me about the neuroleptics.
Did she now, and when was this?
I found the doctor, in a cave up by the cliffs. But you'll never get to her.
I don't doubt it.
Considering she's not real.
Your delusions are more severe than I thought.
You're not on neuroleptics.
You're not on anything as a matter of fact.
Then what the fuck is this? Huh, what the fuck is this?
Withdrawal.
Withdrawal?
From what? I haven't had a goddamned drink since I've been on this island.
Chlorpromazine
I'm not a fan of pharmacology but I have to say in your case.
Chlo..Chlopro... Chloropromo what? Chlorpromazine.
The same thing we've been giving you for the past 24 months.
So for the past two years, you've had somebody
slipping me drugs in Boston. Is that it?
Not Boston. Here.
You've been here for two years. A patient of this institution.
After everything I've seen here, Doctor,
You really think you gonna convince me I'm crazy, huh?
Do you know the kind of people that I deal with everyday?
I'm U.S. Marshal, for godsakes.
You were a U.S. Marshal. Here's a copy of the intake form.
You broke into ward C4, Proof of the 67th patient.
If you'd got into the mainland, you could have blown the lid off this place.
Wait, wait. Somehow you couldn't find time to look at it. Well, read it now.
Go ahead.
The patient is highly intelligent, highly delusional.
Decorated army veteran.
Prisoned for the liberation of Dachau.
Former U.S. Marshal, known proclivity for violence.
Shows no remorse for his crime because
he denies the crime ever took place.
Highly developed and fantastical narratives
which preclude facing the truth of his actions...
I've had enough of this bullshit!
Where's my partner, huh? Where's Chuck? Where is he?
Let's try this in another way.
Your wife's maiden name was Chanal. Am I correct?
Don't you even talk about her. Don't you... I'm afraid I have to.
Notice anything these four names have in common?
Your rule Four.
Andrew, what do you see?
If you've done anything to my partner, Doctor, that is a violation of...
Focus, Andrew. What do you see?
The names have the same letters.
Edward Daniels has exactly the same 13 letters as Andrew Laeddis.
The same as Rachel Solando and Dolores Chanal.
The names are anagrams for each other.
Your tactics, they're not going to work on me.
You came here for the truth. Here it is.
Your name is Andrew Laeddis.
The 67th patient at Ashecliffe is you, Andrew.
Bullshit!
You were committed here by court order 24 months ago.
Your crime is terrible. One you can't forgive yourself for.
So you invented another self.
Let's get down to the facts.
You've created a story in which you're not a murderer, you're a hero,
Still a U.S Marshal, only here at Ashecliffe because of a case.
And you've uncovered a conspiracy. So that anything we tell you about
who you are, what you've done, you can dismiss as lies, Andrew.
My name is Edward Daniels.
I've been hearing this fantasy for two years now. I know every detail.
Patient 67, the storm, Rachel Solando,
your missing partner, the dreams you have every night.
You were at Dachau, but you may not have killed any guards.
I wish I could let you just live in your fantasy world.
I really do.
But you're violent, trained, dangerous. You're the most dangerous patient we have.
You've injured orderlies, guards, other patients.
Two weeks ago you attacked George Noyce.
No, No, I am fucking on to you, doctor. You had Noyce beaten!
Of course, I didn't.
Give me one reason why I would even touch him.
Because he called you Laeddis.
And you'd do anything not to be him.
I have a transcript of the conversation you had with Noyce yesterday .
This is about you. And, Laeddis, that's all it's ever been about.
No, no. He's saying this is about 'me and Laeddis'.
When you've asked him what happened to his face,
he said, now here, I'm quoting again, 'You did this'.
No, he meant that it was my fault. You almost killed him.
The warden and the board of overseers are determined
something be done. It's been decided.
Nevertheless, we can bring you back to sanity now. Right now.
Permanent measures will be taken to ensure you can't hurt anyone ever again.
They'll lobotomize you, Andrew.
Do you understand?
Yeah, I understand.
I understand just fine.
If , if I don't play along with your little game here,
Dr. Naehring's going to turn me into one of his ghosts.
What about my partner?
You going to tell the U.S. Marshal's office that he's a defense mechanism?
Hello, boss.
What the fuck is going on here?
You working for him?
I'm sorry, there wasn't any other way.
Someone had to stick with you to keep you safe.
You've been watching me, huh?
Watching me every minute.
Who ... who are you?
Who are you? Tell me.
Don't you recognize me, Andrew?
I've been you primary psychiatrist for the last two years.
I'm Lester Sheehan.
I told you, I told you about my wife. I..
I know. I climbed on a cliff to get you, right?
I trusted you. I risked everything to come in here after you. Everything.
I know, boss.
We're running out of time here, Andrew.
I swore before the board of overseers that I could construct the most
radical, cutting-edge, role play ever attempted
in psychiatry and will bring you back.
I thought if we let you play this out,
we could get you to see how untrue, how impossible, it is.
You've had the run of the place for two days.
Tell me, where are the Nazi experiments?
The satanic O.R.'s?
Andrew, listen to me.
If we fail with you,
then everything that we've tried to do
here will be discredited. Everything.
We're on the front lines of a war here, old boy!
And right now, it all comes down to you.
Don't move! Don't move!
No, no. My name is Edward Daniels.
This one's loaded. I can tell by the weight.
I see. And that's your firearm, Marshal. You're sure?
My initials are on the side. There's a dent in the
barrel from when Philip Stacks shot at me.
You're not going to fuck with my mind on this one, doctor.
Then blast away, because that's the only way you're ever getting off this island.
Andrew, please don't.
My gun!
What have you done to my goddamned gun.
It's a toy, Andrew.
We're telling you the truth.
Dolores was insane, manic-depressive, suicidal.
You drank, stayed away, ignored what everyone told you.
You moved to that lake house after she
purposely set your city apartment on fire.
You're lying.
Andrew... Andrew stop it!
All you've got is lies!
Andrew, your children. Andrew, your children.
Serena.
Henry. I never had any children.
Your wife drowned them,
at the cabin by the lake.
And here, the little girl, the one you dream of,
every night.
I never had a girl.
The one who tells you over and over that you should have saved her,
save them all.
Your daughter,
Her name is Rachel. Are you going to deny that she ever lived?
Andrew, are you?
I'm so sorry, baby.
I told you not to come in here.
I told you...
this would be the end of you.
I'm back. We got him just outside Oklahoma.
Must stopped ten places in between here and Tulsa. I could sleep for a week
Dolores?
Dolores!
Dolores?
Baby,
Why are you all wet?
I missed you.
I want to go home.
You are home.
Where are the kids?
They're at school.
It's Saturday, honey.
School's not in on Saturday.
My school is.
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! No.
Come on! Come on!
No, no, please.
Please, God, no.
No!
Let's put them at the table, Andrew.
We'll dry them off.
We'll change their clothes.
They'll be our living dolls
Tomorrow we can take them on a picnic.
If you ever loved me , Dolores,
Please stop talking.
I loved you.
Set me free.
Believe me, honey.
We'll give them baths.
I love you so much, so much. So much. I love you.
Oh, honey!
Andrew?
Andrew, can you hear me?
Rachel... Rachel, Rachel.
Rachel?
Rachel who?
Rachel Laeddis.
My daughter.
Why're you here?
Because I killed my wife.
And why did you do that?
She murdered our children.
And she told me to let her go.
Who's Teddy Daniels? He doesn't exist.
Neither does Rachel Solando. I made them up.
Why?
We need to hear you say it.
After she tried to kill herself the first time,
Dolores told me she
she has an insect
living inside her brain.
She could feel it,
clicking across her skull,
pulling the wires, just for fun.
She told me that.
She told me that but I didn't listen.
I loved her so much.
Why did you make them up?
Because I can't take knowing that Dolores killed our children.
Let it out.
I killed them, because I didn't, I didn't get her help.
I killed them.
Here's my theory, Andrew. We broke through once before,
nine months ago, and then you regressed.
I don't remember that. I know.
You reset, Andrew. Like a tape playing over and over on an endless loop.
I hope that what we've done here will be enough to stop it from ever happening again, but..
I need to know you've accepted reality.
You came after me, eh, Doctor?
You tried to help me when no one else would.
My name is Andrew Laeddis.
And I murdered my wife in the spring of '52.
How're we doing this morning?
Good. And You?
Can't complain.
So what's our next move?
You tell me.
We've gotta get off this rock, Chuck.
Back to the mainland. Whatever the hell is going on here. It's bad.
Don't worry, partner. They're not going to catch us.
That's right, we're too smart for them.
Yeah, we are. Aren't we?
You know this place makes me wonder.
Yeah, what's that, boss?
Which would be worse,
To live as a monster
or to die as a good man?
Teddy?