Dr. Giggles Page #3

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If Jennifer comes back,

you tell her to stay here.

Unbelievable.

Hey, Max.

Where's Jennifer?

I don't know, we got separated.

So you hear about that top secret bash

going on over in the main building?

We were just gonna crash it.

Do you wanna come?

Sure. Why the hell not?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

All that fat.

All that sugar.

We've got to start taking better care

of ourselves.

Remember, we are what we eat.

But not to worry.

We'll get it out of your system.

They have a saying.

What goes down...

...must come up.

I know, I know.

It sucks.

First of all,

you gotta use the right fingerings.

There.

Okay, now, you just gotta...

...blow the thing right there.

- You just can't blow it like that.

- Why not?

Oh, you gotta use the right embouchure.

What's that?

It's the way you place your, uh, lips.

I've never had a problem

with my lips before.

Maybe you better show me

what I'm doing wrong.

Heart problems.

Heart.

It's your heart.

Just a broken heart.

Ooh.

Just like mother.

No.

Moorehigh can wait.

I wanna make you proud.

I want to carry on your work.

Looking for someone?

Yeah, Max.

I think I can help you.

I guess I should thank you, Max.

Jen?

F***.

At least now I know which one of us

is really sick.

Jen.

Jen.

Jen.

Jennifer come out, I saw you come in here.

Just let me talk to you.

Leave me alone.

Jennifer.

You broke my heart, Max.

And some things just can't be fixed.

Jennifer, wait.

Max.

Oh! Sh*t.

Oh. This is just choice.

Now I'm bleeding.

Have an accident?

Probably just needs a Band-Aid.

Max?

Max?

Max, if you're screwing around,

this is a really stupid time.

Max?

Don't worry.

- It's ouchless.

- Ah!

Trust me.

I'm a doctor.

- Whoa!

- What happened? What's the matter?

- It's Coreen.

- What?

Jennifer, get out! Run!

Are you feeling any discomfort?

No!

Ohh.

Help! Ms. Henderson, help me.

What in the hell are you doing?

- He's trying to kill me.

- Who?

A doctor.

I'm telling you,

there was someone after her.

I know, I know, a doctor.

There's one doctor in this town

and I've known since he was your age.

He looked like a doctor,

I don't know what he was.

Maybe he just thinks he's a doctor.

Maybe he wanted to be a doctor

and never got the chance.

How's that?

I know this is gonna sound crazy...

...but has anyone here considered

this guy might be Dr. Rendell's son?

Not anyone who is serious

about keeping his job.

Why don't you go back and take 10.

I'll call you when your parents get here.

Come on, buddy.

- Promise me you'll look after her.

I don't have to promise you

doodly squat.

Have we heard from the fair?

Bill found the broken glass,

no dead girl.

I don't doubt it, chief.

Did you get a whiff for those kids?

- They were having too much fun.

- You saying they both imagined it?

I finished checking on her.

- How is she?

She's stable, but I wanna take her

to the office, put her on the EKG.

Sure thing.

Oh, and if you see any of your

fellow marauding doctors out there...

...you'll let us know.

Why the EKG?

She has a heart condition.

Could become serious.

Dr. Rendell's wife

died of a heart problem.

So did my mama, daddy and grandpa.

How did we get back into Dr. Rendell?

Hold it in, chief. My new partner here

just got a little bump on the head.

That has nothing to do with it

and you know it.

- Nor does Dr. Rendell.

That's enough.

- Look...

- I said that's enough...

...or you'll be handing out

parking tickets.

Listen, these kids are pulling

your chain. Relax.

Oh, why don't you go and see

if you can catch the girl's father.

I'll leave a message

in case he beats you there.

- Sure thing, chief.

- Reitz, station duty.

And next time,

wear your seatbelt a little tighter.

Magruder.

Magruder.

You smelled something

in the Rendell house, didn't you?

I didn't smell nothing.

- You saw that girl.

She was f***ing scared to death.

That little girl probably

just had too much to drink.

It happens to the best of us.

And what about the boy, huh?

Did he have too much to drink?

- Let go of me.

- Not until you level with me.

I'm going to level you if you don't let go.

Do what you feel, but it might be easier

to just tell me what you're hiding.

Is it Rendell's son?

I'm sorry.

I haven't opened this bottle for 35 years.

I haven't had a drink

in all that time either.

How come?

I'm your partner, man. Tell me.

It was 1957.

The night after they found all the bodies.

All the other officers were gone.

The mob had already offed Dr. Rendell...

...but the search was still on for Evan Jr.

We'd moved all of Rendell victims

out of the house...

...and I was left alone

to watch over the bodies.

I don't need to tell you,

I was plenty spooked.

Thank God for Mr. Moon Glo.

It was around midnight when I heard it.

Who is in here?

And I watched him come out.

It was like he was being born again.

That was how Dr. Rendell got his son

out of the house.

He'd sewn him up

in what was left of his wife's corpse.

Ahh.

And when I came to,

little Evan was gone.

Everything's clean.

It was like it never happened.

Evan's mom was even sewed back up.

Jesus, this is a major league

f***ed-up town.

Why haven't you told anyone?

Who'd believe a 20-year-old kid

under too much pressure...

...and too much Moon Glo?

Our town has a doctor

And his name is Rendell.

Stay away from his house,

He's a doctor from hell.

Chopped up his patients,

Every last one.

And cut out their hearts

Purely for fun.

So if you're from Moorehigh

And you should get sick.

Then fall on your knees

And pray you die quick.

Don't go chasing nursery rhymes, Reitz.

Hi, you've reached

the Campbell residence.

- Neither I...

- Or Jennifer.

Can come to the phone right now.

Please leave a message

and we'll call you right back.

Bye-bye.

Hello, Mr. Campbell?

This is Chief Harper

at the Moorehigh Station on West Street.

Would you please call me

concerning your daughter.

She's safe here with us,

not in any trouble.

I'm at 555-9122 extension 3. Thanks.

Jennifer?

Jen?

Tamara?

Tamara? Now where the hell did you go?

Hello, Mr. Campbell? This is Sheriff Harper

at the Moorehigh Station on West Street.

Please call me when you get in

concerning your daughter.

She's safe here with us.

She's not in any trouble.

I'm at 555-9122 extension 3. Thanks.

Hello, this is your new doctor

and I'm standing right behind you.

Now, what the hell is that?

If you think that's bad,

wait until you get my bill.

Mr. Campbell?

Mr. Campbell?

Mother of God.

Oh, my God.

You owe me 35 years of sleep.

You sick son of a b*tch.

This is gonna take about 40 minutes.

You try to relax.

I'll be right in the next room, okay?

Unit 13...

- Is Jennifer okay?

- Yeah, she's with the doctor.

- The doctor?

- Dr. Chamberlain, the girl's okay.

You believe us, don't you?

Why you grabbing me?

Don't you?

Let's just say I'm getting there.

Grab a seat.

What are you doing?

Chasing nursery rhymes.

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