Basket Case Page #4

Dr. Lifflander said that he performed

an emergency operation on your brother

and that he died and was

removed from your side.

I am not going to ask

you what really happened.

I know that you and your

brother have gone through hell.

Everyone thinks Belial is dead now

and we'll let them. It's safer that way.

But I'm here now to

care of you. Both of you.

- Aren't thou afraid?

- No, monster. Not I.

Be not afraid.

The isle is full of noises,

sounds, and sweet airs

that give delight and hurt not.

Sometimes a thousand twangling

instruments will hum about mine ears,

and sometimes voices,

that if I then had waked after long

sleep, will make me sleep again.

And then in dreaming,

the clouds we thought would open and

show riches ready to drop upon me.

That when I awake,

I cried to dream again.

Hey, that's your room.

- Yeah, but you're going home first.

- No, you first.

All right.

Now, yours.

- I'm okay, really.

- Yeah, I know. Give me your key.

I can do it myself.

I'm fine.

- Really, I'm really okay...

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

See?

I'm all right.

Are you sure?

- A hundred percent.

- Okay, baby.

Almost forgot him.

Help!

Help!

There's something in my room!

- Move out!

- I saw it, I saw it!

He tried to kill me!

Just head...

There's nothing else!

That thing is in my room!

I want you to stay with me tonight.

You can sleep on my couch.

Are you okay, honey?

- Whatever was in there, is gone.

- No!

It's alright, you can

stay with me tonight.

All right! Get back to

your rooms! Come on!

This ain't a God

damned subway station!

Move it!

Come on!

Clear the hallway!

This isn't a hotel, it's a nuthouse!

Come on, let's get this over with.

This is a vet.

An animal doctor!

Mr. White?

It's the last door at

the end of the hall.

So.

Tell me about your cat. You

said on the phone he's badly cut.

- Yes, on his side.

- Okay.

Let's take him into the next room.

Just sit him there on the table.

Well then.

Let's take a look at him.

- Only it's not a cat.

- I thought you said...

And I think I should explain how

he got his cut before you see him.

Another vet, Dr. Lifflander,

operated on him

upstate unsuccessfully.

Dr. Lifflander?

Yes, you know him?

Ahh yes, I see.

I'm beginning to understand now.

You're that kid Needleman

warned me about. The Bradley boy.

The freak we separated.

What a pleasant surprise

after all these years!

You seem to have gone through

a great deal of trouble to find me.

The question is, why?

I would assume it's to thank me?

To thank you?

Well, after all I made

you normal, didn't I?

You did it to kill my brother!

Oh, dear...

Hostility?

You've got two seconds to

haul your ass out of my office!

I'm not going to be threatened by some

adolescent punk with a smoldering grudge,

unless you've got something

else you want to cut off.

What's in the basket?

Doctor?

Dr. Kutter, are you all right?

Open the door!

Dr. Kutter!

Doctor?

Dr. Kutter!

Are you all right in there?

Dr. Kutter!

Open the door!

Dr. Kutter!

Duane!

Duane!

Oh, God, Duane!

Something awful has happened!

What?

Tell me.

I've been with the

police all morning.

- The police?

- Dr. Needleman's been murdered.

They found his body

some time last night.

- They don't think that you ...?

- Oh, no! Of course not!

It's so awful!

I'm still shaky... I

I mean... I didn't like the man,

but God, Duane, someone killing him.

I am a wreck... I

I need to be with someone.

I don't want to be alone.

I want to be with you, Duane.

I don't know why.

Especially after the way you

acted yesterday, but I just...

You are the first

person I thought of.

The only person I thought of!

Please don't cry.

It's alright, really.

Come on upstairs.

Well Duane, it was awful!

They wanted me to identify the body,

even though they saw

how bad I was taking it.

I don't understand why

I'm just upset. I just am.

And don't know why

I've been thinking of you.

But it's all I did.

I've been thinking of you all day.

Oh, God, Duane!

Take me, Duane.

Oh, God!

What's that?

Duane, let me up.

Let me up.

Duane, let me up!

Let me up!

Duane!

Duane, let me up!

Duane, let go!

Duane, open up!

What's happening in there?

Duane!

Duane, open up!

What are you trying to do to me?

Let me in!

Are you alright?

- Go away!

- Duane, let me in!

Duane, let me in!

It'll never work!

Damn you!

Duane, talk to me, please.

Damn you!

Why?

Duane!

No, never again!

She was good!

She was pure!

She wasn't one of them!

Why her?

Because I loved her?

Because she loved me?

What's wrong with you?

No! I'll never let you out!

No way!

No, I won't have it!

No!

Just because you can't

doesn't mean I shouldn't!

No! God damn you!

Damn you to hell!

Is this what I have to worry

about every time I find a girl I like?

You climbing on top of her.

If I ever get my hands on you, I'll

kill you! I swear to God, I'll kill you!

The first girl I ever kissed

and you destroy her!

Why did you do that to me?

Damn you!

Duane, what's the matter?

Get out of here!

No ...!

Jesus Christ!

...bulging biceps.

Oh! What's that?

Oh girls, look at that!

What is that? Oh, no!

- Hey, there's a guy up there!

- No!

Hey!

Are you okay up there?

Hang on, he's going to

fall on one of you people!

Oh, no!

Don't touch him.

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