Dead Ringers Page #6

three of these now.

Take three around seven

this evening...

...three before you go to sleep...

...and three when you wake up

in the morning.

Yes, Doctor!

Can I trust you to do that, or have

I got to sit here and watch you?

I don't know.

Can you trust me?

Oh, God!

Don't do this to me, Bev.

But I'm only doing it to me, Elly.

Don't you have a will of your own?

Why don't you just go on

with your very own life?

Do you remember

the original Siamese twins?

Chang and Eng.

They were joined at the chest.

Remember how they died?

Mm.

Chang...

...died of a stroke...

...in the middle of the night.

He was always the sickly one.

He was always the one

who drank too much.

When Eng woke up beside him...

...and found that his brother was dead...

...he died of fright...

...right there in the bed.

Does that answer your question?

Poor Elly.

Poor Bev.

Everything's under control.

I don't see what the problem is.

Now the hospital's getting complaints

about your private practice.

They've even approached me.

Informally, of course.

Off the record, of course.

They asked me all about Bev:

Is he a junkie? Everything.

Of course, you didn't tell them anything.

Of course not.

But you can't go on insulating yourselves.

They're gonna nail you.

- They're gonna be forcedto nail you.

- The clinic's none of their business.

Wow, it's getting hard

to tell the two of you apart.

What did you do that for?

It's my favourite f***ing programme!

Elly, Elly, Elly...

...you haven't done anything wrong.

Look, your reputation's

separate from Bev's.

You've still got a career.

Cary...

...my brother's research

is the basis of my career.

I need him.

Besides...

...the truth is, nobody can tell us apart.

We are perceived as one person.

If Bev goes down the tubes, I go with him.

I've got to get him back.

I think that's too dangerous for you.

I think you're the last person on earth

who should try to do that.

You've got to stay away from him now.

Sure, go find him some help...

...but, for God's sakes, Elliot,

you've got to cut yourself loose.

- It wouldn't work.

- Why?

Look, don't you get it yet?

Whatever's in his bloodstream

goes directly into mine.

You can't be serious.

That is an objective medical observation.

No, no!

No, it's not true.

You're making it true, but it's not true.

You don't put these in your mouth,

they don't end up in your bloodstream!

Beverly and I just have

to get synchronised.

Once we're synchronised, it'll be easy.

- Hello?

- Who's this?

It's Beverly.

Beverly, it's Claire.

I'm back.

Claire?

Beverly, why haven't I

been able to reach you?

Why haven't you called me?

Claire...

...why did you betray me?

What are you talking about?

That...

That man...

That man in your hotel room.

Ohh!

My God!

Was that you who called?

That was my secretary - Birchall.

He's defiantly gay...

...and you managed

to gross him out completely.

Beverly...

...I want you to come and see me.

Come to me right now.

Yeah?

- Mr Virdo?

- Uh-huh.

- This is Dr Mantle.

- Oh, yeah.

I know this sounds awfully silly...

...but I'm afraid I've...

There's been a terrible mix-up.

I've locked myself... into the clinic.

Um... I was wondering ifyou'd mind

coming up and... and letting me out.

I'll be right there.

Dr Mantle...

...Lee Virdo.

- Er...

- Just a minute, Mr Virdo.

OK. I think there's...

something stuck there.

What's going on in there?

You know...

Endless renovations.

Oh, yeah.

Um... You'd better lock it.

Yeah, sure.

- Are you coming down?

- Yeah.

Are you all right?

Yes...

...I'm fine.

- You don't look so hot.

- I'm fine!

Thank you.

You're the doctor.

Excuse me, what are you doing?

- They're mine!

- They've been sold!

I'm taking them.

He's made another copy!

They're mine and I'm taking them!

They're not yours!

They're not yours!

Claire!

Claire!

Beverly, my love,

what's wrong with you?

I've got to have some Seconal.

- I'm sorry...

- I've got to have some!

- I don't have anything at all.

- Oh!

Oh, f***!

- It's all right.

- No!

I'll write a prescription for you.

They'll fill it for you.

- I've got to have them, Claire!

- Oui.

Don't tell Elliot... that I'm here.

Why?

I think he's becoming...

...a drug addict.

I think he's becoming... dangerous.

Are you sure he didn't call?

I'm sure.

It's not like Elliot.

It's been...

It's been almost a week.

You know Elliot. I would've expected

him to be kicking the door in by now.

Well, I haven't heard a word from him.

Didn't call when I was asleep?

No.

Tell me about...

...these...

...these tools.

Tools?

Surgical... instruments.

You had them with you when you came.

Did I?

Yes.

What are they for?

They're for separating Siamese twins.

I must go back.

Don't go back. Stay here.

I must go now. I'll take these.

I'll come back.

Your brother won't let you come back.

How could he stop me?

Hey... welcome home, kid.

We've got to take a shot

of Dilantin tonight...

...otherwise we might convulse.

Right.

Don't forget.

Right.

Then we go to Percodan in the morning.

Mm, right.

Then, in the afternoon,

we have a little treat.

Dilaudid. Just because it's Saturday.

So on Monday, we kick, right?

We agreed.

We have to start

to pull things back together then.

Oh, yes...

...on Monday we definitely kick.

How about some cake?

I could go for that.

And some orange pop.

Some ice cream.

We haven't got any ice cream, Elly.

Mummy forgot to buy it.

I want...

...some ice cream!

Happy birthday, Elly.

It's not our birthday, Bev.

Yes, it is.

Happy birthday, baby brother.

We are about to separate

the Siamese twins.

Don't forget the good part!

Oh, yes!

Chang was always most concerned

about dulling the pain.

Don't waste it.

Tell me when it takes effect.

I don't think I'll notice anything.

You can start when you like.

Do you think...

...the morticulator is required, Eng?

I think...

...everything is required, Chang.

Why are you crying?

Separation can be...

...a terrifying thing.

Don't worry, baby brother...

...we'll always...

We'll always be together.

Elly?

I had a terrible dream.

Elly?

Elly...

Elly?

Elly!

Elly... Elly... Elly...

Elly... Elly...

Elly... Elly...

Elly... Elly...

Elly... Elly... Elly...

Elly...

...Elly...

...Elly...

...Elly...

...Elly...

...Elly...

...Elly...

...Elly...

Hello?

Hello?

Who is this?

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