Dementia 13 Page #3
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BUT WHEN IT'S TENSE
AND FRIGHTENED,
QUITE A SIMPLE PRINCIPLE,
ISN'T IT?
YOU'RE ENGAGED
TO TREAT MY BODY,
NOT MY MIND.
NOW, DON'T YOU TRY
TO SEPARATE:
THAT WHICH NATURE
HAS JOINED.
WHAT I'M TRYING
TO SAY IS THIS,
THAT EVERY YEAR:
AT THIS TIME,
YOU WORK YOURSELF TOWARD A POIN OF HYSTERIA.
YOU REMEMBER, YOU WORRY,
YOU IMAGINE,
AND THEN YOU COLLAPSE.
I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE THAT SUCH
A PUNCTUAL CYCLE
IS PHYSIOLOGICAL.
ASIDE FROM ALL THIS,
AM I WELL?
ASIDE FROM ALL THIS?
OH, YES.
WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO IS TO RES AND TO RELAX YOUR MIND.
REMEMBER THE, UH,
BIRD IN YOUR HAND.
[ KNOCK ON DOOR ]
COME IN.
FOR MADAM,
SOMETHING YOUTHFUL
AND CHEERFUL,
SO THAT WE CAN:
AND MY DAUGHTER-IN-LAW --
LOUISE?
Lillian:
SHE ISN'T IN HER ROOM.
LAST NIGHT,
IF YOU WERE TO ASK ME.
YEAH, BUT NOBODY'S ASKING
YOU, LITTLE GIRL.
NOW HURRY UP:
WITH THE LUNCH,
OR I'LL WISH FIVE YEARS
OF SPINSTERHOOD ON YOU.
I MUST KNOW:
WHERE LOUISE IS.
I'VE NEVER NOTICED
THIS INTERES IN YOUR DAUGHTER-IN-LAW
BEFORE.
WILL YOU PLEASE FIND HER,
LILLIAN?
YES, MA'AM.
HER LADYSHIP'S
SUMMER DRESS.
ANYTHING WILL DO.
TELL HER I MUST SEE HER.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
[ ENGINE SHUTS OFF ]
[ BIRDS CHIRPING ]
EXCUSE ME, MR. HALORAN.
YOUR SISTER-IN-LAW, LOUISE.
HAVE YOU SEEN HER, SIR?
I'M SORRY, LILLIAN.
WE LEFT PRETTY EARLY
THIS MORNING.
SHE'S NOT IN HER ROOM?
NO, SIR.
HER ROOM:
WASN'T EVEN SLEPT IN.
TRY ASKING MY BROTHER.
YES, SIR.
LUNCHEON IS SERVED
ON THE TERRACE.
THANK YOU.
I DON'T KNOW.
ASK ME WHAT I DID TODAY.
[ CHUCKLES ] RIGHT.
NOTHING. ASK ME WHY.
WHY?
BECAUSE:
YOU WEREN'T THERE.
GOING TO WORK.
IF YOU'RE GOING
TO BE MY WIFE,
YOU'LL HAVE TO BE OF THE
TRUSTING, SILENT VARIETY.
HEY, RICHARD,
YOU SEEN LOUISE?
UH, NO, I HAVEN'T.
WHY?
I DON'T KNOW.
OH, IS THAT CALEB?
HE'S BACK.
GOOD AFTERNOON,
MOTHER.
GOOD MORNING, CALEB.
HOW ARE YOU, RICHARD?
I'M FINE, CALEB.
AND NO MORE HEADACHES,
I TRUST?
UNPLEASANT THINGS,
HEADACHES,
GNAWING AWAY AT A MAN'S
MOST VALUABLE POSSESSION.
AND CONGRATULATIONS
ON YOUR CHARMING FIANCE.
LILLIAN.
PATRICK HASN'T SEEN HER,
MA'AM,
OF THE CARS:
EXCEPT MASTER BILLY'S
HAS BEEN USED.
HAVE YOU COUNTED
THE SILVER?
PROBABLY THE MOST ASTUTE
DIAGNOSE:
YOU'VE EVER MADE, CALEB.
YOU'RE ALL BEING RIDICULOUS.
[ WATER BUBBLING ]
KATHLEEN?
THE TIARA.
DOLLS?
NOW, THIS IS RIDICULOUS.
PUT IT AWAY.
PROBABLY BELONGS
TO THE GARDENER'S CHILD.
NOW, THIS IS VERY BAD
FOR YOUR MOTHER.
THEY'RE KATHLEEN'S DOLLS.
I SAW THEM FLOAT UP
FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE POND.
ONE OF YOU HAS:
A BRILLIANTLY IMAGINATIVE
AND SADISTICALLY
EFFECTIVE MIND.
WITH IT.
DR. CALEB, TAKE THIS HOME
AND STUDY IT!
FISH THE REST OF THEM OUT.
BURN THEM.
[ WATER BUBBLES ]
ARE YOU GONNA POUND I ALL OU ON THAT ONE LITTLE PIECE
OF METAL?
[ SIGHS ]
I DON'T KNOW.
YOU KNOW,
SOMETIMES I GET THE FEELING
YOU THINK I'M SOME SOR OF A CHRISTMAS-TREE DECORATION.
HANG ME UP AND LOOK AT ME
ON ALL THE HAPPY DAYS,
AND PUT ME IN A CLOSE WHEN IT GETS GLOOMY.
OH, YES,
BUT WHEN WE FIRST MET,
IN THAT LITTLE APARTMENT,
WATCHING YOU WORKING
IT'S THIS PLACE.
YOU KNOW IT IS.
WHAT DO YOU:
WANT ME TO SAY?
NOTHING.
KANE.
BELIEVE ME -- I AM SORRY.
I DON'T CARE
[ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
OH, RICHARD,
RICHARD, I KNOW
THERE ARE A LOT OF THINGS
RUNNING AROUND IN THA BEAUTIFUL HEAD OF YOURS.
I KNOW THAT ONE OF THEM
IS YOU LOVE ME.
OF COURSE I LOVE YOU.
BUT YOU MUST UNDERSTAND.
EVER SINCE KATHLEEN DIED,
MY MOTHER'S BEEN RUNNING AROUND
WITH SOME SORT OF CRAZY GUILT,
TRYING TO PUT I ON ONE OF OUR HEADS.
BILLY WAS ONLY 13,
HE USED TO WAKE UP
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGH AND COME SCREAMING
INTO MY ROOM:
BECAUSE HE HAD:
NIGHTMARES ABOUT HER.
MY OWN FATHER DIED WITH HIS WIFE
REFUSING TO SEE HIM.
NOW I FEEL IT'S BEEN
PASSED ON TO ME.
I'VE GOT TO WAIT,
AND I'VE GOT TO WATCH
TILL I CAN MAKE SOME SENSE
OUT OF ALL THIS.
TO YOU TO DECIDE
WHETHER YOU WANT TO SI AND WAIT WITH ME.
[ STOOL THUDS ]
[ INSECTS CHIRPING ]
[ GUNSHOTS ]
[ RUSTLING ]
[ RUSTLING ]
[ BIRDS CHIRPING,
FROGS CROAKING ]
[ WATER SPLASHES ]
[ FROG CROAKS ]
[ RUSTLING ]
[ TWIG SNAPS ]
[ OWL SCREECHES ]
[ WINGS FLAP ]
[ DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING ]
[ EERIE MUSIC PLAYING ]
[ WATER BUBBLING ]
WHAT DO YOU THINK
OF THE POND, ARTHUR?
I DON'T UNDERSTAND, SIR.
OF COURSE NOT.
HOW LONG WOULD IT TAKE YOU
TO DRAIN IT?
WELL, I DON'T KNOW, SIR.
I'VE NEVER
DRAINED IT BEFORE,
AND I DON'T KNOW
THAT I'D DRAIN IT PROPERLY.
THERE ARE THREE GEAR CHANNEL
DOORS ON THE POND.
OPEN THEM.
IF I WAS YOU, I'D SAVE THAT UP
FOR A VISIT TO MY OFFICE.
YOU'RE LOSING WEIGHT.
SKIN'S PALE.
[ METAL SCREECHING ]
I WANTED TO PUT I IN HER COFFIN.
THEY WOULDN'T LET ME.
I'LL BRING IT TO HER PLAYHOUSE
AND PUT I WITH HER OTHER THINGS.
[ DOOR CREAKS ]
[ LOCK CLICKS ]
THE TIARA.
YOU WANT THE TIARA.
AAH!
[ AX SLAMS ]
AAH!
[ SCREAMING ]
[ BREATHING HEAVILY ]
RICHARD!
RICHARD, PLEASE COME!
SOMEBODY, PLEASE COME!
LILLIAN, CALL THE DOCTOR.
WILL IT BE DR. CALEB?
ANYBODY.
AND GET RICHARD HERE.
RICHARD!
HURRY.
STILL BREATHING.
[ BREATHING HEAVILY ]
LET'S GET HER INTO THE HOUSE.
BILLY?
I WILL IN A MINUTE.
YOU'RE GONNA GET ALL DEPRESSED
SITTING HERE BY YOURSELF.
DID YOU EVER SEE
WHERE MY ROOM IS?
YOU HAVE TO GO DOWN
A CORRIDOR:
WHERE NOBODY'S LIVED
FOR THE PAST 50 YEARS,
THEN UP A FLIGHT OF STAIRS
WHERE MY GREA GRANDUNCLE OR SOMEBODY
TRIPPED AND BROKE HIS NECK...
AND THEN PAST THE SPO WHERE MY GRANDFATHER
DIED OF A HEART ATTACK.
THAN IN THERE.
POOR BILLY.
NO WONDER YOU USED TO GE ALL THOSE NIGHTMARES.
USED TO?
WHAT ARE THEY LIKE?
ARE THEY TERRIBLE?
I DON'T KNOW.
THEY'RE MORE STRANGE
THAN TERRIBLE.
I'M ALWAYS A LITTLE BOY,
AND I'M IN MY ROOM.
IT'S LATE.
I HEAR SOMEBODY OUTSIDE MAKING
A KIND OF A SCRAPING SOUND.
AND THERE'S A MAN
CLIMBING UP THE WALL,
COMING CLOSER:
TOWARD MY WINDOW.
I YELL FOR MY MOTHER,
JUST AS THE MAN IS COMING IN
THROUGH THE WINDOW.
CRYING.
I'M SO SMALL
I ONLY COME UP TO HER WAIST.
THE MAN:
IS IN THE SHADOWS.
YOU CAN ALMOST RECOGNIZE HIM,
BUT NOT REALLY.
HE SAYS THAT HE'S INSANE
AND THAT SOMEONE ELSE
IN THE ROOM IS INSANE ALSO
AND THAT HE'S GOING
TO NOD HIS HEAD,
AND WHEN HE DOES,
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