Asylum Page #3
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- 2005
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Please don't stay here.
I thought you'd been caught.
- Is that what you want?
- No, of course not.
- Are you missing your comforts?
- No.
You were going to Nick.
Are you going to start hitting me now?
I love you.
I love you.
He needs help. Can you find a doctor?
I'll see what I can do.
- I saw you together. You're f***ing him.
- No.
Eat.
When my wife took her lovers,
Eat.
Mrs. Raphael.
Let's go.
You'll be released in the morning.
Could I see Charlie?
You're aware I could prevent you from
having any further contact with him.
But he needs you.
You'll see him tomorrow.
Thank you.
Mr. Raphael, this way please, sir.
Mr. Raphael,
do you have any comments?
There's a blanket in the back
if you want to sleep. It's a long journey.
- Where are we going?
- Wales.
- What?
- Wales.
North Wales.
Sheep, tractors,
and a genetic hatred of the English.
Once it got in the papers,
I was dismissed.
I managed to get a position
at a local hospital.
- Jack fired you?
- No.
His successor.
You asleep?
Are you better now?
I'll never go away again. I promise.
I'm very, very sorry.
Thank you for letting me see him.
A stronger man would have let you rot.
- You're strong.
- Don't be trite.
I wasn't strong enough to keep you.
- Good night.
- Good night.
A little word of advice.
Don't let your shame
degenerate into self-pity.
It seldom helps.
Settled in all right?
Walking, are you?
Charlie.
Mom!
Good morning, sir.
Come on.
Good morning, Charlie. You all right?
We can't live like this.
Please come back to us.
Please.
Excuse me.
Hello?
Speak up, will you?
This line's atrocious.
Yes.
- Could you tell me where?
- Yes, Wales.
Do you have an address?
Well, I don't have an address.
Only the hospital. Cledwyn General.
- Could you repeat that, please?
- Cledwyn.
Well, I have no idea. Ask a policeman.
Claudia, who is it?
An old colleague of Dr. Raphael's.
He's a mumbler.
- May I?
- Please.
Who is this?
Hello?
Edgar?
- Are you expecting the police?
- Yes, they're here already.
- If he comes for her?
- I wouldn't like to say what he'd do.
You put her on medication, I assume?
She doesn't need it.
She's fine.
- Goodbye, Mr. Griffin. See you.
- Goodbye.
- Bye.
- Bye, darling. Goodbye.
Bye, Elaine.
- Bye, Charlie.
- Bye, Mr. Griffin.
See you tomorrow.
There's a school field trip next week.
If you need me, I'll be upstairs.
I've just got to finish something.
Here.
Parents are allowed on the field trip.
I told a lie.
Well, everyone lies occasionally.
Good for telling me.
Would you like some company?
Well, I don't think I'm busy next week.
I know you long for him.
But you won't see him again.
You know that, don't you?
Yes.
We'll be a family again, like before.
In time, this will be what you want.
Hurry, darling,
we mustn't keep Daddy waiting.
Hello?
- Where's Mommy?
- Phone rang.
Sorry.
- Who was it?
- Mr. Griffin.
Instructions for our field trip.
- Inspector.
- Good morning, Dr. Raphael.
It's good of you to help out.
You came.
Let's go.
I promised him.
- Where is he?
- At school.
We'll go and get him. Take him with us.
No!
He's gone.
Now let him go!
Six green bottles hanging on the wall
Six green bottles hanging on the wall
And if one green bottle
should accidentally fall
There'll be five green bottles
hanging on the wall
Five green bottles hanging on the wall
Five green
If I can have your attention, please.
Children, don't forget to collect items
of interest in your jam jars.
Now, if you could form yourselves
into groups.
Please, at least one adult in each.
Here we go.
Okay, one, two, there we go.
Thanks, Mrs. Jones.
There we are.
There we are, Mrs. Raphael.
Well done, Charlie.
Won't you need a rod?
will swim into my jar.
Do you know fish can only
remember things for eight seconds?
Mrs. Raphael!
Mrs. Raphael, do something!
Do something!
Thank you so much.
Such difficult circumstances.
Excuse me.
Jack.
Jack...
you must come and visit me soon.
Maybe next summer.
It's so kind of you to deal with all this.
Poor Max.
Max is in complete agreement.
Of course, I had to arrange things
with the Home Office.
It was a little bit sticky, but we got there.
Well, arranging things is your forte,
isn't it, Peter?
Goodbye, my dear.
Well, shall I keep you informed?
I don't want to know.
Oh, my dear.
Peter, I just wanted
to thank you for so many things.
So sorry, dear Max.
I want you to understand
The shock will wear off...
and it will be replaced
by a devastating grief.
In time, you'll come to terms
with what you've done...
and you'll just be very, very sad.
And that sadness will stay with you...
for the rest of your life.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
Come now.
Good girl.
Where's Charlie?
- Where's my picture of Charlie?
- With your belongings.
- You mean, I can't see him?
- Not yet.
Because I killed him, didn't I?
Come here.
Is Edgar here?
Of course not.
Where is he?
The past, Stella.
He's in the past.
Good afternoon.
If you won't speak, I can't treat you.
Do you want to stay in solitary forever?
Talk. Say something!
Express your contempt.
She's here.
She's been here six weeks.
She's my patient.
Why?
Something terrible.
The boy drowned.
Yes, you were fond of him.
Would you like to see her?
Speak.
Thank you.
Did you do as I asked?
To think rigorously
about what it means to love?
I'm beginning to understand
that it was never real.
That it was all an obsession.
Can you define your feelings for him?
I have none.
It's over. It ended when Charlie died.
If I told you he was here,
in the hospital?
Well, I suppose it would be logical
if he were.
The question was hypothetical.
You've been very brave
these past weeks.
Thank you, Peter.
I see you've got a flat tire.
I don't need a car.
- Not for work?
- I've resigned.
I think I might go into teaching. I'm...
- I might be quite good with children.
- Yes.
Good idea.
What do you want from me?
Come.
Welcome. Thank you, nurse.
Would you like a drink?
- I'd love one.
- Yes.
The usual?
Your old usual, should I say?
Your health.
Yesterday, I went to see Max.
I made a suggestion
with which he concurred.
My contacts at the Home Office
might well release you from here...
were I to guarantee
your continued treatment and safety.
What I mean to say is that...
were you to live with me, in my house...
these conditions
would most likely be satisfied.
I can offer you a fine home
and a decent life...
traveling, art, gardening, and so on.
You're a very dark horse.
Well, I assure you this is not
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