Bad Dreams Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1988
- 80 min
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There's a trail of blood
all the way down the hall.
He's got Cynthia!
This is Freddy! We need backup, now.
And away we go!
I... I think that we
should go back upstairs
And we should talk to Doctor-
Ah!
I'm sorry. You're
really making me nervous.
And I don't like it.
That was a little joke.
What are you laughing at?
Relax! Come on!
Ralph, don't. I don't think
that we should go out there.
- I have to talk to you!
- I want to go back upstairs.
It's very important!
It's very, very important!
Very, very. very. very,
very, very, very important!
It's very important
that I talk to you!
Ralph, I don't think that
you're being yourself.
Ha! Not myself? Not myself?!
Who the f*** else am I supposed to be?
How are we gonna get
out of here, Ralph?
Ralph.
I come down here a lot.
It helps me unwind.
Sh*t! F***, this always
worked before.
I've gotta calm down. I gotta
calm down. I gotta calm down!
I gotta calm down!
They're in the sub-basement.
We have to take the stairs.
- Ralph's killed the elevator.
- Let's hope he stops there.
What did I want to talk to you about?
Oh right, right, right!
There are only a few
chances in life for real glory,
and most people
f*** it off! Most people-
Most people can't
even find their own noses
on their fat faces!
You want an example?
Alright, how about
every f***ing doctor,
every f***ing patient
in this entire f***ing hospital?
Ralph? Wouldn't you like
to speak with a doctor?
I think you know what
I'm talking about, Cynthia.
No, I don't, I don't.
You don't! F***in' the great big
gig in the sky, don't play dumb!
I think you know the word
I'm searching for, Cynthia.
Cynthia...
- U-N-I-T-Y.
- Cynthia...
- Unity.
Join us, Cynthia! In Unity.
In beautiful Unity.
- In Unity. In the real world. Join us.
- Cynthia...
You belong to us. Forever.
Join us.
- Hey!
- You alright?
- Drop those knives.
- Knives? Knives?
These are not knives, these
are fine surgical instruments.
- Don't make me hurt you.
- No!
You're right. This is madness.
Later.
You alright?
Okay, doctor.
My office, now?
Alex. Alex, help me.
- What could I do?
- Help me, Alex.
What is it that you're
implying, Lieutenant?
F***ing crazy people. Who
knows what they can do?
Do you imagine that she
drowned Lana without getting wet?
You saw Ralph kill himself.
She was there every single time.
She's some kind of goddamn catalyst.
I don't know, but I'm gonna
find out one way or another.
- Police custody is long overdue.
- Police custody.
You didn't think I belonged in the
group from the beginning, did you?
- No, I didn't.
- Don't be hard on yourself, ok?
What?
I needed the group. I needed
to find out where I belonged.
I know. It's with him.
Cynthia, I need you to
come with me now, alright?
Nurse? Let's go.
- Isolation.
Isolation?
The girl needs human
contact, connection.
Isolation's the worst place
in the world for her.
Well, the alternative
is police custody.
No, the alternative is a court order.
There's not a judge in the-
You want this. You
want her on the edge.
You've wanted it since the beginning!
Alex, I know you're fond of
this girl but you are out of line.
You want to see
Shh. Alex.
Goodbye. Thanks for trying,
but it's time for me to go now.
Okay, honey. Now you just relax.
We're just gonna take you someplace.
Did you hear that? You're
killing her with your theories.
Alex, this has nothing to do
with theories. Look at her.
Can't you understand and see
she's estranged from herself?
Wouldn't matter if she
was in the Mojave
Desert or the middle of New York City.
She's without will.
There's plenty of
room for yours, right?
Now this has got to stop. I'll release
her into police custody
if I can stay on
as her physician.
It's alright with me.
Alex, your tenure with
the clinic is over.
You can't do that!
You want to walk on
your own? Follow me.
- Would you like to come in?
- No, thank you.
I'm sorry. I understand where I am.
What are you saying? No. No.
But why?
- Why me?
- Because you are special, lovechild.
Don't you remember why?
- No.
- It will come to you in time.
Meanwhile, I will come to you.
Everything all right in here, honey?
Yes. It's going to be
beautiful. Very soon.
I am not for this world. But you are.
You can be. Defy the other world.
Look to your heart.
Hey! Better release some hidden
aggression. Feel better? No?
Yes?
Maybe?
prescription in the morning.
I knew you'd come.
But you're too late.
I warned her. I told her
what she had to do.
You won't get to her.
You won't get me.
You don't like the way I drive,
Doctor Addictive Buttface?
Then stay out of the parking lot!
Touchdown!
Oh.
I'm exerting my will, Doctor.
- Are you ready for Unity?
- I'm so tired.
Can't you just kill me?
No, my lovechild.
You must do it yourself.
- Carmen. You look like sh*t.
- Yes, listen. I need, um...
The scripts for the therapy group.
Forget about it, man. I can't do that.
That's Berrisford's show.
He'd kill me if I did that.
- This is it, isn't it?
- It's the second drawer in the back.
Hey, have you seen that new nurse
in Psychiatric? She's
unbelievable, man.
I'm telling you, I'm thinking
about having myself committed.
Just so I can get close to her. She's
got the most unbelievable legs.
No, this- this is the standard stuff.
Of course it's the standard stuff.
What'd you expect, nuclear secrets?
You fill these prescriptions?
No, Berrisford does
Comes in in the
morning, sets up the
medication for the day
when she needs it.
Yeah, well I need it now.
What the f*** are you doin', man?
What're you doing? You
out of your mind?
- Have you lost your mind completely?
- Read this. Pesco, Ralph.
Pesco is dead!
- Just help me read it! What is it?
- Alright, just calm down!
Lithium, four times a day.
- Is this Lithium?
- No. No, this is Berynthine.
This is the exact opposite of Lithium.
You give this to a normal
person, he'd flip out.
Someone like Pesco,
Listen, what is this,
and this, and this?
Just move. I'll tell
you everything, alright?
Ok, these are dextroamphetamines.
You take one of these,
you walk on the ceiling.
This is methylphenidate.
You take this,
you spend the rest of your
life talkin' to vegetables.
This is Clonadine Chlorpromazine.
Cocamine? They don't
even make this anymore.
Two of these, Mother
Theresa becomes a maniac.
These, uh, I don't even
know what this is.
I've never seen anything like this,
not even on the streets! And this?
And this? This is THC.
Tetrohydrocannabinol.
Know what this is? It's liquified,
condensed marijuana.
Totally synthesized.
100 cc's of this, everybody
in Detroit gets wasted!
No!
Hey Carmen! Who's gonna
clean all this sh*t up?
Dr. Carmen, what are you doing
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