I believe in people. I believe there is a world out there.
And I can be a part of it, you know.
I am a productive person. A contributor.
Make a difference, and all that...
I want to effect people's lives in a positive way, and I know I can do this.
Cause I have learned that I have a capacity to help people.
- You have learned this? - Yes,yes I have.
I become a better person, I think I can help others become better.
- Really how can people become better, Donald? - Empathy.
Understanding self-awareness.
And you believe you have a understanding of yourself?
- Most definitely. - Would you like to share it with us?
- It is complicated. - Of course it is.
It is hard to explain an entire life in five seconds.
I want to hear about this understanding that you have.
- You want me jump through hoops? - Oh, that's what you think it is.
- Jumping through hoops. - No.
- I'm ready for release, or at least a transfer to a half way...
So you are prepared to tell us what we want to hear.
- Yeah.
- No you are twisting it. - What am I twisting, Donald?
Hey, I was on my way out the door.What's up?
Ooh, look at that bad boy.Nice stage-two tumour.Beautiful.
This was taken two years ago.It's been stable 'til now, no growth, but no reduction either.
Okay, great, listen I gotta go.
What do you think about Cafe Croquette?
It's Janet's birthday but I don't want to spend a bundle on lunch,you know.
This one was taken this morning.
Oh, now you're talking. Oh, I didn't notice that before, you got a rockman tumour here.
That's very rare. Nice find.
You're gonna be writing papers about this poor sap for years to come.
What is this, one of your nut cases?
This kind of growth rate, what prognosis do you see?
Less than a year. You were gonna ask some psychological angle.
Tumor made him do it; what'd he do? Rape a bunch of kids?
Should've plead guilty, I woulda been out a long time ago.
You beat a girl's face with a brick.
I am not like these other guys, they're fucking lunatics!
They're mumbling, pissing your pants. Jenny had bone and soft tissue grafts.
Seven years max, out in five, I've been in here for 15 fucking years.
How fair is that?
- Radiation won't work on Rickmans? - Oh, no way.That one's unstoppable.
They made a prolecta, promising, but no way they're gonna let that go to human trials
after what it did to the mice.
- I see what you are doing, you know. - What am I doing?
You've had it out for me since day one.
- I'm the reason that you're here? - The reason that I'm still here anyway.
Really?
You people are keeping me in here and you know that I'm not crazy.
All you care about is your Goddamn programs, and your grants and your status!
Sam, I'm gonna need you to take the patient reviews today, I've got board meetings.
Okay.
- They're waiting to start. - Yeah, And I got a wife waiting in the car
I'll see you later.
I'm real sorry, Sam.
I can give you the names of some excellent oncologists.
I have been through this. There's nothing they can do.
I don't want to become another patient, and I just... I want to work.
You want me to get somebody else to do the review?
No. I'm on top of it.
No frustration tolerance levels. Exhibiting paranoid tendencies.
Wait a minute.
- Refusal to take responsiblity for actions. - Maybe we will discuss this after...
-Monitors behaviours poorly and is slow to
I am sitting right fucking here, talk to me!
- Increase Haldol-Paradol for 10 mg. - What the fuck is going on?
Thank you Donald.
- That is it? - You can request another review in a year.
I knew this would happen.
Can you go back to your room now, please?
You cold fucking cunt!
Get him in isolation.
I know what you want.
Give him a sedative, IV drip.
Get in my head! My head!
- Hello. - Hi, it's me.
- Hey hun, what's up? - I don't mean to bother you.
No, you're not bothering me.
Don't worry about it. Melody and I just broke for lunch. Trying to organize my notes.
- You okay? - I don't know.
I think I need a break.
You think?
David, I want to get away.
I want to take the weekend off.
Maybe we can go to see Sandra, she's been calling...
No, no, no..Just you and me. Let's go. I don't know...
Vegas?
I would love to, Sam, but I can't this weekend.
- David! - I got a call from Ken. They want me to finish...
...the book by Monday, or they're gonna ask for the advance back.
You've missed deadlines before.
And I really need this.
I want to go with you.
- Since when? - We need to talk.
Please?
I just gotta get it done.
I guess you're taking Melody up with you.
Yeah, she's gonna go through my research for me.
Remember, you asked me to keep her busy.
You don't think it's time she's got a real job?
That'd be a first.
Your sister's a big girl, it's only one weekend.
All right, after this then.
After this, I promise. Vegas...
...you and me...
...and Celine Dion.
Okay.
Come in.
What happened in there today, Sam?
Donald Wegman. He didn't like the results of his review...
...and he had an episode.
- You were pushing Wegman? - I was challenging him.
- It's my job. - Your job?
This is about assessment and compassion.
You're right.
Why don't you take a weekend?
Talk to your husband, ...
...you need your family right now.
Coffee?
You know what you'd like, Doctor?
How do you know I'm a doctor?
- Just whatever you think is good. - How about a nice veal cutlet?
Veal sounds great.
I'm not so sure anymore.
It comes from a farm down to the road. They have this special process.
- I'm not hungry. - If you're worrying yourself about tortured calves, don't.
Don't ask me how they do it, but the baby calves that this comes from, were born with no heads.
- What? - Seen it myself, just the body, no head.
Couldn't tell you how they manage to live but they do.
All I know is, best damn veal I've ever tasted.
Oh Goddamn it! Great! Fuck!
Oh, Bruiser! No! Down! Down!
- Sam, what did I say? - Hello to you, too.
- This isn't a vacation. - Okay.
Bruiser! No! No!
David, I've asked you to teach him not to jump up on people.
Keeps the Jehovah's Witnesses away.
My big sloppy guy.
- What did you do to yourself? - Ohh, just jammed it. I hit a knob.
Great.
Come here, come here. You sit down, you sit down, stop it.
- David. - Where are the tongs?
Look I'm sorry about coming up here. It's just that there's something that I...
There's something that I need to talk to you about.
Where are the tongs? I just had them.
- Where do you normally keep them? - Right here.
- Okay, well, did you try to kindling box? - No, always here.
What are these?
If they were a bear they would've beat you.
Okay, can we talk now?
Hey Sammy, couldn't stay away?
The toilet won't flush. It's freezing in here.
Did you turn the pipe heaters on, David?
Forgot.
All right, I'll do it.
Sam, where's the barbecue lighter?
Ok, if you do that home, you're gonna give Mom a heart attack.
Mom's gonna try to get me to take a cooking class. Only...
...you know, she doesn't have the money.
Yeah, well that's what part-time jobs are for.
I did it, so can you.
I don't wanna take the stupid class anyway, it was Mom's idea.
Maybe she thinks it'll come in handy when you land yourself a husband.
Husband?
Well, since you dropped out of school I guess she wants to know that you have options.
Dorks I date don't care about cooking.
Seriously, though, I mean, don't you think it's time you get outta the house?
And I don't mean hanging out at our place.
- Take these out to David. - David won't eat carps.
Come on!
They're looking well done, right Sam?
- No points for you. - Oh come on! It was already out. - No way Jose.
Okay it's my turn.
Okay. Lucky bone specialist remove wishbone and make a wish. 1200 dollars. Alrighty.
- Don't you dare. - I'm not doing anything.
What?
- Go get the bone Sammy! - Stop it!
What is that?
Mice. We've got mice in the attic.
- In the middle of winter? - Especially in the winter.
Looks like your fire's dying.
Sammy, you gotta do something about the decor in this place. It's all like manly man stuff.
She's right.
I miss coming up here.
Whoa! That's crazy.
Who has this on their mantle?
That's a 68 Hellion. The best musclecar ever built.
Yeah, if you're like some old mummified loser.
- I'm not old. - Still a loser.
- The tumour is growing. - What?
I had a CAT scan today.
You said it was stable.
Well, not anymore.
What about treatment?
- Sammy, what does this mean? - Stop crying.
- But you'll get... - Stop it, okay?
I'm not gonna speak to you if you're crying.
What do you want me to do? You just told us you're gonna die.
- No, shut up! - Okay Sam, let's just calm down, okay?
Stop it!
I'm not gonna talk to you like this, Mel.
Leave her alone Sam, this isn't helping.
Sam.
Please Sam.
Just give me a minute, okay?
Sam, open the door.
Come on Sam.
Come on, let's talk about this.
Sam?
Sam, come on, open the door.
Sam?
- You okay? - I'm fine.
- We were worried. - I'm sorry.
I'm okay.
You were in there for so long, how come you didn't open the door?
- I just opened it. - Well, after I almost busted it down.
- I just went in there a second ago. - Sammy, you were in there for like half an hour.
What did you do to your hand?
- Bruiser. - It's okay. Bruiser, come on.
- Why'd you lock the door? - Well, it's dark out.
We're in the middle of nowhere.
- Can you help me out, man? - Where're you from?
Just down the lake, I'm supposed to be seeing some friends...
...but I'm the first one out there and there's no heat in the place. - What place?
It's the white one, it looks like a church, you know, it's got a big pointy roof.
Anyway, there's no one there, and it's really cold outside.
Well, I'd really like to help you out, but we're kinda dealing with something here.
Let him in for God's sake.
- Yeah, come on, come on in. - Thank you, I don't wanna be...
... in a position. I appreciate it.
Okay, nice dog. Thank you.
- So, where are your friends? - Fuck, I don't know man.
Excuse me. I hitch-hiked like for six hours to get to nowhere, man.
And there's supposed to be people there but there's not and I'm alone and I'm pretty well screwed.
Let him warm up by the fire.
Right, of course, I'm sorry, come on in. Don't worry about your shoes.
I'm not supposed to drink coffee, do you have any 7-Up, or Sprite or something?
- Do you want water? - No...I'll have coffee. A little won't hurt.
Hellion, cool.
- What the fuck's that? - Mice. They're always there.
Have you had anything to eat?
- Oh, no, thank you though. I just had one of those Hogies at 7/11.
It's good. Freaking Marcus, I bet he got me up here by myself, like a practical joke or something, you know. Now, what am I gonna do?
Well, maybe David...could go there with you,...
... and he could probably get the heat going.
Or... you could use our phone, call your friend.
Yeah, that's a good idea actually. I'd love to use your phone. That'd be great.
He's a nice dog.
- He's nice, is he all protective and stuff? - I suppose.
- What is wrong with you? - No one go anywhere, okay?
- Okay, take it easy. - What?
Shut up, okay? Don't make me use this thing.
Keep your hands on the table and don't try anything, okay? Or someone'll get hurt.
Just take what you want.
Yeah, of course I'm gonna fucking take what I want, I gotta gun! And I don't need your permission.
Look, we've been never in this situation before.
- He's just saying what he thinks he's supposed to say. - Why? Cause he saw it in a movie?
- Why don't you just leave? - Why don't you just shut the fuck up?
Okay, what David is telling you is that he knows you're in control.
We're gonna do whatever you want.
This is my husband, David.
And my sister, Melody. My name is Samantha.
Samantha, tell your husband to shut up, okay? Keep his mouth shut!
- He will. - Otherwise I'll shut it for him!
Okay, you're not getting any trouble from us.
Okay see that David? That's how you handle this, okay?
What's your name?
No, no. Please Doctor, I'm not gonna play your games, okay?
I'm not gonna sing songs, or hold hands, I'm not gonna draw pictures from my childhood!
- How do you know she's a doctor? - Tell her to shut up.
- Mel, quiet. - How does he know that?
Melody, just do what he says.
I can still see you so don't fuck around!
This guy is fucking nuts! Is he from your hospital?
I don't know, I've never seen him before.
He knows who you are.
Where's the phone?
- Are you expecting someone? - No.
Maybe it's the cops.
Shut up! Everyone just shut up.
Bang! Got you dude.
Hello Doctor Goodman.
Hello Harlan.
Where did you come from?
- From where you left me, room 263. - But you were...
I recovered.
Well, I'm glad to hear that.
Who's this guy?
Harlan Pyne. He was transferred to my floor two years ago.
He was one of them?
One of 'em? You know, what's that supposed to mean?
Nothing. I'm sorry.
You remember all those games we played? Follow the light, find the pattern in the ink? 300 questions?
Those were psychological tests.
I trusted you. I did.
I wanted to understand you.
So I could help you.
You know all the time we spend together? I miss it.
I really do.
Why don't we play something now, Doctor?
Adrian. Let's play the phone game.
Sit down! Phone game.
We're gonna need a phone.
We're gonna pick a number from your phonebook here.
You're gonna call and you've got three seconds to say whatever you want.
- Call the cops, David. - No, it's a random name.
And I'm dialing.
- And I could say whatever I want? - Yeah, you could say whatever you want.
But everytime you make a phone call, it's gonna cost you something.
What?
- Harlan, what do you think? - You know the game I like.
Okay.
Okay, this game is called strip phoner.
You're gonna peel for me everytime you make a phone call.
- You're fucking joking, right? - Do I look like I'm joking?
How does this make you feel?
Look, if you have a problem with me, you should deal with me.
- Leave them out of it. - No, they're part of the answer.
What are you saying?
Okay, you first. Take something off.
Don't get cute, shoelaces don't count.
Fine.
Down to the skin.
Tell me when to stop.
Stop.
- Slam jet pumps. Dude, what the fuck is that? - Come on, that doesn't count.
That's the company that cleans our septic tanks.
Too bad.
Three seconds.
- Hello, you've reached the office... - One,... - It's voicemail, no way this is fair.
...two,...
- It's a stupid recording! - ...three.
Time's up! I guess you won't be needing these.
What was it Doctor, that word you called me?
Which one Harlan? Sadistic?
Sociopathic?
- Compelling? Charming? - You kidnapped and raped a teenage boy.
- Hey, I loved him. - You murdered him!
Dude, you can't take off the same thing.
You're making the rules as you go aren't you?
You're fucking complaining?
- I thought it was down to the skin? - Mel?
I had to do it.
What's that all bitching and moaning okay? It's my fucking game!
Now fucking call it!
- Stop. - Dan Rothney. Who's he?
- Dan Rothney... - You applied for a job with him. Two years ago, before we were married.
He's not gonna remember who I am.
Better make it good.
- Hello?
- Dan, David Goodman. You don't remember me,... - One...Two...
- ... I have a cottage. - ...Three!
- ...please,fuck! - Time's up!
- Good try though. - Fuck!
Out of all the guys under your control, I was your favourite. - Play again. Round three.
Why me?
Nobody else got so much personal attention.
Wow, looks like you win again.
We have all night, you know. I'll find out one way or another.
- Come on, call it up. - Stop.
- Sandra. - You have to do it Melody, call your mom.
- Wait a minute... - No, no! You made the rules,...
...you have to stick to the rules or nothing's learned.
- What should I say? - Tell her we're at the cottage..
-...tell her to call the police and tell her to hurry. - Okay.
Pants first!
Come on! Come on! Run Sam!
Get off me!
- Fuck off! - Okay, all right...
She kicked me in the fucking balls, man! -Any sign of the doctor?
- You see any other tracks out there?
- All right, start with this. - Come on! - Bring her here. - Get the fuck over here, come on!
- I said bring her here, why do I have to do it? - Fucking trying here man!
- Hold onto her for Christ's sake! - Hey get off her!
Where's the Doctor?
Kitty, kitty, kitty...
Get down!
Hey!
No more kids' stuff.
Now it's my turn.
Here's the game: It's called "punishment".
Now this one's all about correcting patterns of behaviour. You know about that,...
...you do that all the time with your patients.
- We never punished anyone. - Oh, no?
Never doped a guy up? Put him isolation? For a fight over a game of Yorker?
It was for your own protection.
- Was the overdose for my protection? - You are making a mistake here!
No, there are no mistakes. There is only cause and effect.
Go fix the door.
It's time for the effect and merry Melody's actions.
Now, what am I gonna do with her?
- Chop off her feet for running away? - Please, I'm sorry, please...
'Bout her head? Should I take her head?
- I mean you tell me Doc, what is appropriate here? - Look Harlan,...
...think, you haven't hurt anybody yet.
Just leave.We can't call the cops and you'll have time to get away.
Come on, sit down.
You're not listening.
I have to chop something off,...
...that's the rules.
You tell me what I'm gonna take.
- Bastard! Leave me alone! - Hold her arms!
What's it gonna be Doc?
- I'm not playing. - You choose.
- No, I said I'm not playing. - She's been a bad girl.
- She needs discipline. - Don't you hurt her, you son of a bitch!
How about her arm? I mean, I can take that easy enough.
- You're doing this, not me. - Oh, you want me to decide?
- This is gonna be on your head. I'm not responsible. - Oh, yes, you are.
Yes you are, I'm here because of you. Now choose!
No.
Don't leave up to me Doc, you do not want to see what happens if you leave this up to me...
- ...cause I'm telling you right now, I'm gonna chop off her fucking nose. - Sammy, tell him something!
Toe! Her little toe!
- She's an F for balance, what about her ear? - You! Shut the fuck up!
Sam, my pinky finger, please. Tell him my pinky finger.
- I'm not playing. - It's time to play God now; it's time to decide.
Be the ice queen. Like you were when you stood up over me and injected me.
- I said I'm not doing this. - Be detached now!
Be cold, now!
Okay! Okay, nose it is.
Move her head over to this side.
Come on sweety! It's okay.
Don't move too much, okay? This thing, you know, not all that accurate and I might end up taking a few teeth, too.
- Careful my hand. - Sam! Say something!
- Sam, say something! - Stop!
Give me a fucking warning.
It's okay,it's okay, it's okay, it's over.
It's okay honey.
Harlan, what's going on?
- What's going on? - I don't know.
- Untie him. - I don't know.
- Now let us go. - Shut up! Okay, we're going in the cellar.
Oh my God, Sammy! Thank you.
Don't let them hurt me anymore. I can't take it anymore, I can't take it...I don't wanna die.
Listen to me sweety, listen to me Mel.
We're gonna get out of here...
...I promise you.
Harlan, he just stopped.
He's narcoleptic, he has several brain disorders.
No fucking kidding.
What's wrong with him? Huh?
- What's he got? - Harlan's been in a coma.
- He's probably lapsed back; he might not come out. - Please do something.
No, he needs to be in a hospital.
- He needs help. - Fuck!
- Fuck! This is fucked up! - You're in charge here.
You're gonna have to do something.
Look, if he wakes up, he's gonna fucking...he's..Fuck!
He hurts you, doesn't he?
Doesn't he?
He loves me.
You don't hurt people you love. Do you?
I have to learn. Pain is a teacher.
I know what it's like.
Nobody understands you. Nobody sees you for who you are.
But Harlan paid attention.
He's older, he's smarter...
...it's nice to have somebody like him notice you.
- He makes you feel important. - You think he's just using me?
- No! - He's not!
No...
...but I think it's time for you to be yourself.
We don't have to play their games.
You know what he'll do to us if he wakes up, don't you?
- Do you really want that to happen? - Yes, I want to hurt you...
-...he just wants to help you. He wants you to know who you are.
No, he wants to hurt us.
Like he hurts you.
- What if he wakes up and... - We have to move quickly.
Come with us. You'd like that, wouldn't you?
- You okay? - Yeah, I just...I just needed a nap.
- So, is my boy taking care of everyone? Everyone's well rested? - They're good.
Great! Cause I need some exercise.
I feel electric. I feel like I'm so full of energy, I could just explode.
Come on Doc. Let's you and me go upstairs for some alone time.
- I wanna play. - Wait!
You wanna play? Fine, she's no challenge.
Play with me.
Who'd've figure that eh, Doc?
- You want me? - No, you stay down here with all your new friends.
You're gonna wish you kept your mouth shut, Davie boy.
Cause I gotta a game you ain't never gonna forget.
It's called "Scorpion".
I still can't feel my feet. You think I can get a pair of socks?
Not going up there.
You've got the gun, you could still get away.
That's bullshit! You know we're stuck down here. Now who knows what else?
- I don't understand something. - Please, no more talking.
Harlan went into the coma a year ago.
Yet, here he is, fit as ever.
I'm not here. But you are, you brought him here.
You helped him.
That's because of you that he's here.
You brought him here.
What are you doing?
I wanna live.
I don't like this gum. Sticks to my face when it pops.
Come on, we're gonna get out of here.
Come on!
David! Where is he?
David, where's Harlan?
Okay, go get the sliding door.
David, can you hear me?
David, I need you to listen to me, okay?
We have to get out of here.
David, where is Harlan?
What?
Look what I found in the fridge.
Somebody was gonna have a party!
Holy shit! That is good.
A toast. To Adrian.
We had a love that was born suffering and...
...was deeper than any of you could ever imagine.
Now he's dead.
Deader than a doornail.
One last game. And you know, you never know what's gonna come out when you're playing.
The best way to find the truth.
It's that ol' chestnut truth or dare.
Only we're gonna have a few extra little twists so
if you're gonna choose dare be prepared for something a little more than a kiss in the cupboard
Now this is the elimination round, kids.
Only the winner gets to walk away.
Merry Melody, your turn to pick.
Come on, kiddo. We're almost done here.
The shaving kit.
- Davie boy. What's it gonna be, truth or dare? - Truth.
- What's that? - Truth!
For my wrists. All the typing I do; carpal tunnel.
Ahh, so you're the writer?
Sam, I don't know what's...
Don't you know how to have a conversation, Dave?
You fancy yourself a writer, published books and print?
- Yes. - How much have you made? Grand total?
- I don't know exactly. - Oh yes you do, Dave.
How much?
$15,000.
$15,000! Three years to write two books and you make a whoppin' $15,000.
That's $5,000 a year. Kids flipping burgers make more than that, Davie boy!
Good job you've got yourself such a supporting wife, isn't it?
- So how is your latest Opus coming along? - It's almost done.
Where's your computer?
Where are your notes?
How come you're not in a big hurry to get it finished?
Looky looky Dave.
You were ready for a party, weren't you?
- I always have those. - For what?
- In case, Sam. - We haven't had sex since I got sick.
Empty bed's no fun huh, Dave?
- You must have your needs.
I think you were hoping to get something this weekend, huh? - No!
How long a strip you think I can pull off? Don't lie to me.
- Truth please. - Okay,okay...
- Dave, you gotta say it!
- I was hoping. - You're hoping what? You were hoping to fuck her?
I don't know. It wasn't that specific.
- I was hoping for something. - You were hoping to give her some champagne?
Get close to her on the couch.
Yes.
Did you imagine her leaning up against you Dave?
Did you picture her resting her hand against your chest?
- Yea. - And you were gonna kiss her.
You were gonna take her clothes off and you were going to fuck her!
Yes.
Ahhhh! You know what, I love this game. I really do.
Really turns up the dirt and brings it to surface where you can deal with it!
Davie boy, pick something off the table.
Dave, come on! We're playing a game here!
Sam's ID.
Okay Sam. Truth or dare?
Truth.
What are these?
They're keycards, they give me access to various parts of the building.
All that responsiblity.
All those babbling, fucked-up pyschotics.
What's this one for?
That's the administration office's.
Where you put in the request to have me taken out on Penitane
where I was very happy, by the way.
I specialized in violence, sexual offenders, your case was interesting.
Professionally? Or personally?
Professionally.
See now, you're lying.
Lying. Truth, please.
I was looking for a patient in the system that had a tumour.
A specific kind. Ruckmen's (Rickman's ?).
I have that tumour. You know, they told me I wouldn't have long.
That's true.
All those injects you gave me late at night when nobody else was around?
- What was in 'em? - Demenoprel.
It wasn't allowed in human trials because it destroyed brain function in mice.
- Then why'd you give it to me? - It was shrinking your tumour.
- It put me in a coma! - It was the only way for me...
...to determine the right dosage and I had to know.
Why?
I have it, too!
- You experimented on me. - You were dying anyway.
And you, are a pyschopath, a rapist and a murderer...
...you're just a sick fuck!
- I am a human being! - No, I think that depends on your definition.
Good job, Sam. That's honesty. You see kids?
That's how you play truth or dare.
- Okay Sam, your turn to pick. - The diary.
- Don't read that! - Melody, truth or dare?
Dare.
I dare you to make a run for it.
Truth.
- Tell us, why you ran Sam's car into that tree? - What?
That's not in there.
You went into Sam's purse, took the keys, went out to the car, drove away
Two minutes later, it's smashed up. Why?
- How do you know that? - Because she was angry at me.
We had a fight and she wanted to get back at me.
- What was the fight about? - Dropped out of school.
- Sam, what's happening? - She wants everything easy.
She discovered a way to get it.
- What are you doing? - It's not your turn.
Went over to Dave's today to watch a movie, Dave's...doesn't sound like you even exist.
Please!
He made me lunch,
we were watching this movie with Brando and some Frenchy girl in an apartment.
Stop it please!
And I made sure to wear my low cut shirt, it was fun watching him squirm.
I bet if Sammy gave him a blowjob once in a while...
...well, he wouldn't be so wound up.
She's so wrapped up in herself.
Poor Dave.
Leave me alone.
Two years.
You've been practically living in our place.
You were supposed to be helping me...
...and I end up taking care of both you while you're flirting with my husband?
Stop it!
I am sick, Mel.
I'm dying.
- I didn't know what I was doing. - You knew exactly what you were doing.
Don't act like a child now.
Melody wanted to act all grown up, right Mel?
- No, I was confused. - Melody!
Take some responsibility now!
- Do you envy in her youth? - Yes.
- Do you hate her for chasing after your husband? - Yes.
Good, good Sam. That's good. Envy, hate, you see, there are feelings in there.
Bad things happen when you bury those feelings, Sam.
What kept them?
- I think he was waiting. - What for?
For you to die?
- For her to get a little bit older. - Oh! Well isn't that fucking noble!
You know that kinda thing can really drive a person crazy.
You know what, Dave, you are gonna get your wish.
Melody, take Davie boy's pants off. Take 'em off!
No! Take 'em off!
I suggest you take off his fucking pants.
- This is not gonna work. - Oh no, why not?
- I can't. - Oh, yes you can Davie boy.
Just think of about how much effort you put in this moment. Think how much you want it.
- I don't want this. - Yes you do.
- You two are gonna fuck right now, or the Doctor loses her head. - No,no,no...
Come on Melody, help Davie boy, give Davie boy a hardon.
- Please Sammy, please... - Just do it Mel. It's the only way.
Now I wonder if I can send her head clear across this road.
Shut up!
Come on, David.
Melody, I can't...
Oh, fuck!
Come on.
Seems to be enjoying it.
- I don't know Dave, what if Sam finds out? - She's not gonna find out.
I won't tell her, if you won't tell her.
You've been taking the drug all along?
It kept the tumour stable.
When did you up the dosage?
This morning. After I saw the CAT scans.
Tell me, do you feel even this much guilt, for what you did to me?
- You were a monster. - You were my doctor.
When did you first hear the sounds?
Wanna know something? In the coma, I was aware.
They don't have machines that can detect it,
but your mind is still working.
For a whole year, I was aware.
Best damn veal I ever tasted.
I shouldn't have got here. I should have left.
Oh Goddamn! That's great!
- Oh fuck! - What is it?
Just jammed my thumb.
Poor baby!
- Did you hear something? - No.
Come on, don't stop now.
You had to do something.
Yes.
Sam, what are you doing? Sam, stop it, it's me!
- It's me! - Never!
Never!
- You're dead. - I don't spread my pieces around his backyard.
You think a nail is gonna kill me?
We all carry our ghost with us.
He's mine. I'm yours.
Go back inside.
Order something outrageously expensive like the alligator steak. You'll feel better.
I should've worn my blue dress.
I feel so out of my league here.
I'm just a little bit embarassed.
Come on. You deserve this.
Don't let these people intimidate you. You are better than all of them.
You came in second in your class!
There was this um...this old guy, when I was interning for Dr.Granger.
- He was a voyeur, he used to sneak into change rooms at lingerie shops. - Nice.
- No, you have no idea how it ruined his life.
His wife and kids left him, he was completely alone.
I counselled him...
...and I think I really got through to him, you know.
And he sent me this Christmas card.
He said he changed his life.
Doctor Goodman.
You were my only hope.
I just wanted to live.
Can't you understand that?
You thought I deserved it. That's how you justify it in your own head.
Yes.
I'm sorry.
Sorry isn't enough. There is only one way out of this.
Okay. Anything.
Ever wondered why people pinched themselves...
...to check if they're in a dream?
Pain doesn't lie.
Pain is the only reality.
What part do you want to lose, Sam?
Okay.
But you have to do it yourself.
You're joking!
How am I supposed to do that?
Oh, if I were you, I'd break the bone first, and then use the cutters...
...to get the tendons and flesh and then...
I can't...
That's the rules. You created this situation and you know that this is right.
Okay.
That's my girl!
subtitles based on axc3179's work, edited and corrected by rogard
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