Bad Dreams Page #3

She didn't kill herself.

Harris did it.

Harris?

From Unity Fields.

You don't believe me, do you?

I believe that you believe it.

But I also believe

that shooting you up

every time you get the heebie-jeebies

isn't gonna do sh*t to

solve your real problems.

No. No. We gotta get you out of here.

Get you to someplace nice. Like at

the beach, or in the mountains,

where you can fight your

demons in your own way, right?

I don't know anybody.

I don't have any money.

You know me. Listen,

I was on the staff of a

national publication, and some people

called it a rag but it was home to me.

Me Magazine, you've heard of it!

- I was in a coma.

- Oh, right.

Well, when they carried me off to this

funny farm, Saul- He's the editor- He

told me "You're

welcome back any time,"

so maybe this is the time. Look, look.

I could go to him.

I could tell him your

story. He would give

me a huge advance.

I'd share it with you, we'd be set!

- I don't know.

- No, wait, wait, wait!

Wait. Let me be honest

with you, okay?

This is a good story.

It's a great story, and it could mean

a second chance for me, so ok! Ok!

There is a little bit of self interest

here, alright?

But look! I really think

you should tell people

about Unity Fields.

How they take decent ideas and dreams,

and turn them into something sick and

poisonous. You owe it to the world.

You owe it to yourself, now

you have to ask yourself.

This is my life. Do I want

to live, or do I want to die?

- I want to live.

- Okay! We're in business.

I think I know a way

to make a phone call.

We'll get you out

of here tonight.

Cynthia, this is

the right thing to do.

Of course it is. You said so.

- Yes. I did.

- Yes.

Dr. Hillman, please call your office.

Uh-oh. Get out

your hall pass.

Ladies. Nice to see you

socializing, Cynthia.

Yes. I'll see you later.

Thank you.

No. Thank you.

- How are you feeling?

- I'm fine.

Good.

No!

Miriam!

Miriam!

Stop! Miriam.

He wants us all with him.

He wants us with him and whether

we like it or not we're going.

Cynthia, we're all upset

about what happened.

Harris promised us eternal bliss

on the other side when we got there.

- Eternal bliss.

- Eternal bullshit.

Miriam was gonna write

a story about me.

He killed her because she was

gonna help me get out of here.

First off, Miriam was here

because of an attempted suicide.

Several attempts, and Harris

hasn't got anything to do with it.

You're not listening to me.

You are all gonna die.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

If I die, does my mom get a refund?

- Morning, Dr. B.

- Morning.

- Hey, here he is.

- Dr. Berrisford!

Dr. Berrisford, how are

these suicides related?

- Was it a double suicide?

- No, no, no.

- These were tragic coincidences.

- But why did they kill themselves?

In borderline personality

disorders there is

a predisposition to

suicidal tendencies.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

- What about the commune girl?

- Was it a mass suicide?

- Could she have killed them?

- Could it have been murder?

You're in pain, Cynthia.

Your pain is my pain.

We share it all.

Because we have our love.

And our love will never die.

- What are you doing here?

- Well, you know me at feeding time.

Don't make me take another friend.

Keep your promise, lovechild.

Join us.

No!

I didn't want you to be alone.

Looks like I was right.

We're so pathetic,

rutting like rabbits.

I'm only doing it

because in the morning

I can enjoy hating myself.

I'm only too glad to help.

They'll be doing a bed check soon.

I know a better place.

I know I've said this

before, but I'm gonna

say it again, and I'm

gonna keep saying it

until you believe it.

You're not responsible for what

happened to Lana and Miriam.

And until you believe it, there's

nothing I can do for you.

I'm lost, and confused, and

concerned, and not just as a doctor.

What am I supposed to do,

write you a prescription?

Oh, no!

You can't run away from this, Cynthia.

It's a filthy habit, Ed.

Disgusting.

What now?

- Looks like they went out again.

- Ok, excitement's over.

Why is it so difficult to keep

the lights on around here?

Oh-h-h-h.

Mrs. Robertson, what are you doing up?

Here, put your hand

up against the wall.

It's all right.

Everything's all right.

It's just fine.

It's just overloaded circuits. Please,

everyone! Go back to your rooms.

Upstairs?

Alright, alright.

There's something stuck

in the turbine, I'll have

it straight in just a minute.

Well, hurry.

It's just the lights went out.

Take a deep breath.

Cynthia.

Cynthia.

Connie?

F***.

Cynthia.

- We 're up here, Cynthia.

- Join us.

We love you.

What the hell?

We 're up here.

Keep following us. We love you.

Cynthia.

Join us.

Cynthia.

Cynthia.

Cynthia.

Where are Connie and Ed?

- Cynthia?

- Where are Connie and Ed?

They're with us now.

Where are Connie and Ed?

What the f*** is going on here?!

We're not sure exactly.

We think they were drinking

and they fell into the...

Main turbines.

Holy sh*t. Holy f***ing sh*t.

Is that supposed to be an explanation?

Huh, Dr. Dick? Ed drank

lots of times. He did.

As a matter of fact,

we used to share a bottle

up on the terrace

when you were at your

Save-the-Whale Meetings.

Oh, but he never wanted to jump

in the goddamn Mixmaster, man.

There's something going on here.

Not something. Someone. Him.

Gilda, would you can it with

your goddamn cosmic god sh*t?

- He has the power. He calls us.

- I'm getting the f*** out of here.

Who're you?

Lieutenant Wasserman, assigned to you-

Yeah, yeah, shut up,

I get the picture.

Try not to shoot me

or your fat ass.

Ralph.

I have to leave.

Y'know, I thought you might need some

company tonight. it's

safest here, really.

The police are here.

I'm here. We're gonna have

a nice, boring evening tonight.

I even brought provisions.

Pure, unadulterated junk food. At this

point, who cares about chemicals?

Right? Have you tried these?

Ever tried those? They

don't serve these here

Hey, dick? Try harder next time.

Connie and Ed aren't

going to be the last.

Yes, they are.

Everyone's protected,

nothing can happen.

- Everything ok?

- Yeah, Officer, it's fine, thank you.

Hey, listen, I'm sorry I

got on your case earlier.

- Let me buy you a cup of coffee.

- Hell, why not?

You want cream or sugar?

# Regrets #

# I've had a few #

# But then again #

# Too few to whinge #

#ordo#

# What I hope to do #

# I saw it through #

- Ralph.

- Um, hi. How are you?

- Nice night, huh?

- What is it?

I just wanted to let you

know that everything's

going to be ok.

it's going to be alright.

Ralph.

Cynthia?

Ralph?

Dr. Carmen, have you seen Ralph?

I was gonna ask you

the same question, Hettie.

With all this commotion

from the power outage,

he didn't take his six o'clock tranq.

- Sh*t! He misses two in a row, you-

- Dr. Carmen!

Where in the hell have you been?

Pesco, Ralph. He's knocked

out his bodyguard.

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