Confidence Page #6
DR. EMLEE
This doctor, was he tall, with dark
hair?
LETTY:
Yeah, and a dimple.
Dr. Emlee shifts uncomfortably.
DR. EMLEE
I'm afraid he's not a doctor.
.
LETTY:
Psychologist, therapist, whatever.
DR. EMLEE
Patient.
LETTY:
What?
DR. EMLEE
Michael, the man who came to see
you, is a patient.
LETTY:
What kind of place is this?
DR. EMLEE
I apologize for the inconvenience,
but I must ask you some...
LETTY:
I want to see my mother
immediately.
DR. EMLEE
We discourage family visits for the
first 48 hours after an emotional
trauma like the kind you've
experienced.
LETTY:
I don't think you understand. I
won't wait.
35.
DR. EMLEE
You'll have to. Your family agreed
to the conditions not to see you
when they admitted you to Hillview,
Letitia.
(beat)
We can talk about how that makes
you feel, but we can't change the
rules.
Letty sinks back on her pillows, the wind knocked out of her.
DR. EMLEE
Dr. Stone's evaluation from last
night indicates you're experiencing
a great deal of anxiety, probably
related to depression...
LETTY'S POV:
Dr. Emlee continues to talk. His words become more and more
distant as the RINGING in Letty's head grows louder.
DR. EMLEE
We need to talk about starting you
on drug therapy. Most depressive
personalities benefit from a drug
like Prozac or maybe Zoloft...
CUT TO:
INT. REC ROOM - HILLVIEW PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - SAME
It's a bigger version of a waiting room you'd find in a
doctor's office. And it has more games.
Some patients watch television. Others play pool. Several
form a group around Michael, who holds the same notebook he
used in his session with Letty. JOHN, unkempt in a bathrobe,
hands him a few ratty dollar bills.
JOHN:
I'm in for 5 for manic depressive.
THOMAS, late 40s and in a suit, waves a $5 bill at Michael.
THOMAS:
I'll go with that as well.
Michael takes the money, and turns to MARIE, late 30s.
36.
MARIE:
(to John and Thomas)
You two always bet manic
depressive.
.
(to Michael)
Tell me more about the guard she
strangled.
MICHAEL:
No, just hit in the head.
JOHN:
What about voices? Does she hear
voices?
MICHAEL:
Not that she admits to.
MARIE:
Is she a washer?
MICHAEL:
No, but she is exceptionally
organized.
THOMAS:
How organized?
MICHAEL:
color.
Michael motions to MRS. HALLSTROM, mid 50s, who shuffles by.
MICHAEL:
Mrs. Hallstrom, you want in?
MRS. HALLSTROM
All tapped out.
MICHAEL:
I'll float you.
MARIE:
(to Michael)
It's been weeks since she played.
MICHAEL:
What about you, Marie?
37.
MARIE:
(handing Michael a $20
bill)
I'll say major depression
complicated by obsessive compulsive
disorder.
(beat)
And could I get my change in ones?
INT. HALLWAY - HILLVIEW PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - NIGHT
Letty lags behind NURSE GATES, early 30s and in civilian
clothes, as they walk down the hall.
NURSE GATES:
Treatment schedules are posted on
the bulletin board. Dinner at 6,
lights out at 10 and no
fraternizing between patients.
Letty nods.
NURSE GATES:
(pointing as she goes)
That's the rec room. We show
movies there on Wednesdays and
Fridays...And this is the dining
hall.
Letty stops in her tracks at the sight of the room, an
upscale version of a college cafeteria. Groups of people eat
and talk. A paper airplane sails from one table to another.
LETTY:
I'm really not that hungry.
NURSE GATES:
Just eat whatever you want. This
will give you a chance to meet some
people.
LETTY:
You know, my mom's coming to get me
tomorrow. I'll be leaving.
NURSE GATES:
It's OK, Letty. I'll be right here
with you.
Nurse Gates guides Letty to a table where John, Mrs.
Hallstrom, Marie and Thomas sit.
.
38.
THOMAS:
So I said to my publisher this
afternoon, I said, don't you even-
NURSE GATES:
(interrupts)
Hi, gang. I want to introduce you
to Letty.
(to Letty)
Letty, this is Mrs. Hallstrom and
Marie, and John and Thomas.
THOMAS:
(to Letty)
Just discussing my pesky publisher.
May I ask what you do when you're
not vacationing?
MARIE:
(to Thomas)
Let the poor girl get some food,
for Heaven's sake.
LETTY:
I'm a teacher.
THOMAS:
As you may have gathered, I'm a
writer.
John snorts. Thomas ignores him. Mrs. Hallstrom stares down
at her plate.
THOMAS:
I don't like to say novelist. That
sounds a little grandiose, but I am
NURSE GATES:
Excuse me for interrupting, Thomas,
food...
Nurse Gates leads Letty to a table, and hands her a plate.
Letty looks up to see Michael at the other end of the table,
doing a card trick for two OTHER PATIENTS.
MICHAEL:
(to patients)
Now I'm going to say that the card
you picked was the Ace of Spades.
39.
He flips the top card up and it's the Ace of Spades. The
patients chortle.
NURSE GATES:
Michael.
Michael turns toward the nurse.
NURSE GATES:
Michael, this is Letty. She just
arrived yesterday.
Letty stares at Michael coldly.
LETTY:
We've met.
(to Michael)
I missed you during rounds this
morning.
Letty turns and leaves, carrying her empty plate with her.
NURSE GATES:
(to Michael)
This doctor thing has got to stop.
Nurses Gates hurries after Letty.
EXT. HALLWAY - HILLVIEW PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - DAY
Letty stands outside the waiting room door. She tucks her
blouse into her jeans and enters.
INT. WAITING ROOM - HILLVIEW PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - DAY
Letty's mother sits on the edge of a couch in a room that
looks much like the library of an English country manor. She
springs up as soon as she spots Letty. They rush to each
other. Letty's mother strokes her hair.
.
MRS. MAYER
I'm here, Sweetheart. I'm here.
It's going to be OK.
LETTY:
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
MRS. MAYER
Oh, Letty, what happened?
LETTY:
Mom, I was there, and I just, I was
so...
(MORE)
40.
LETTY(cont'd)
They didn't have the olives, and I,
I got so upset. I don't know how it
happened.
MRS. MAYER
I've talked to Doctor Emlee, and he
says...
LETTY:
I'm so glad to see you. You can't
believe the people in here.
They've got patients posing as
doctors...
MRS. MAYER
Everyone says it's the best
facility in the area for this sort
of thing.
LETTY:
I just want to go home. Can we go
home now?
MRS. MAYER
I think the best thing for you
right now is to stay here and get
well.
LETTY:
Maybe I should talk about this with
Ruth, or Paul.
MRS. MAYER
We all agree with the doctor, Dear.
He thinks it's safer for you to
stay here for a while.
Letty listens, waits, can't absorb it.
LETTY:
You all really think I need to be
here?
MRS. MAYER
Yes.
LETTY:
But what about Beast? Who'll...?
MRS. MAYER
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