Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

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With purity in our hearts...

...with right thinking in our minds...

...we arm ourselves

with intolerance of all evil.

So it is, on this glorious

Sabbath morning...

...in this momentous year of 1887...

...we naturally turn our thoughts

towards that way of life...

...as exemplified by Victoria,

our beloved queen.

For this week begins Her Majesty's

golden jubilee.

From her heart has come

an ever-increasing flow...

...of virtue and moral blessing.

She came upon a world sadly mired

in the ways of the flesh.

But during her reign, the forces of good

have achieved notable...

Stop. Stop.

What's wrong, dear?

Nor the season...

...we know that in God's own time

evil shall be wiped out by good.

Evil wiped out, eh?

You wanna take all the fun out of life?

Good old Beelzebub,

the boy with the horn!

- Has taken root in a new goodness,

during these decades.

At the family hearth,

in the shops of industry that...

That the world moves forward today.

Blasphemy, I calls it...

...to talk that way

about a man's best friend.

Blasphemy!

- Did Parker go for a constable?

- Yes.

- Hello.

- Hello, governor.

You let me go back in there...

...and I'll tell them what a grown man

really thinks about.

- He been like this before?

- It's gotten worse since the explosion.

- Shock? I see.

- You're a full-blooded young fella.

- You'll tell them.

- I thought if...

We know, don't we?

What's going on in here?

- Drunk and disorderly.

- Now, wait a minute, constable.

Take him to Camden Hospital.

Would you give that to Dr. Heath?

Better take him to the station.

He's always... Oh, Dr. Jekyll. Bats, is he?

Right, sir.

Camden Hospital it is, Dr. Jekyll.

- All right, me lovely. Upsy-daisy.

- Dr. Jekyll, eh?

You go on, Dr. Jekyll, and try to put

old Beelzebub in his bottomless pit.

He'll show you!

Go back and be good, Dr. Jekyll!

- I must go to the hospital, sir.

- On a Sunday?

You mean that outrageous individual.

Harry says that Providence dropped

the man right into his lap.

- But isn't this most unusual, my boy?

- I'm sorry, but it is, sir, most unusual.

Don't you dare be late

for the Marley dinner tonight.

And let you have a free rein

with all those men? I should say not.

- That's a silly little hat you've got on.

- I knew you'd like it.

There isn't anything about you I like.

All right, Jenkins.

I'm sorry.

- My dear, please.

- Sorry, Father.

Beatrix, I'm a very broad-minded man

but I do wish Harry...

...wouldn't make such demonstrations

of affection in public...

...even if you are going to marry him.

- Now, Father darling, don't be pompous.

Good heavens, nibbling your knuckles.

I'll tell them what a grown man

really thinks about.

I can't allow it.

It's a matter of ethics, Jekyll.

- Please, Dr. Jekyll, may I go in?

- No, not now, Mrs. Higgins.

Bear up.

That's how you can help.

It's the greatest opportunity

I've ever had.

The more I see it, the more I realize it.

My dear Jekyll, you know how

we all admire your work...

...and this case does come

within the scope of your research.

That's why I'd like to bow

to your opinion.

But as head of the staff

at this hospital, I cannot...

Listen, Jekyll, tell me straight out:

What could you do for this man?

I might have a chance of curing him.

I've been experimenting with animals.

But what works with animals

may not with a human being.

- Your chemicals may be deadly.

- Not one animal has died.

It might. It's too dangerous,

too far outside of known medicine.

- But I'm no witch doctor.

- Who's called you a witch doctor?

You told me yourself

it still had to be proved.

I can't allow you to experiment with...

Why, after all...

...the man's a human being!

- You mean he was a human being...

...and he may be again,

if you'd keep ethics out of this!

Sometimes we have to gamble.

Or haven't you the courage to face

the most daring...

Jekyll, I wouldn't talk these experiments

around very openly if I were you.

You're dealing with things

it would be better not to mention.

- There might be trouble.

- Trouble?

Trouble!

Harry, old boy, there are rumors of...

What's the matter?

- Don't worry, John, I'm leaving.

- Now, it can't be as bad as that.

John, my good friend, I realize

your Dr. Heath is right.

After all, we doctors can't

experiment on human beings.

Something might go wrong, and they'd

no longer believe in our medicine.

- Now, look here...

- But when I get proof, ethics or no...

I wanna be on hand, regardless.

Good afternoon, sir.

Just in time for tea, sir.

I'll be bound you had no lunch, sir.

Now, what about some nice

hot crumpets, sir, huh?

Of course, we mustn't spoil

our appetite for dinner tonight.

Miss Beatrix would be after me

properly if we did that, sir.

And besides, Mrs. Marley's butler

tells me...

...that their new cook

is really first-class, sir.

Sir, what about your tea, sir?

Shall I serve it down there, sir?

Now, look here, sir, you must have

something, you know.

Mrs. Marley, my deepest apologies.

You doctors.

I know we can never rely on you.

You know, I don't mind being scolded

by the smartest hostess in London.

- Dr. Jekyll, do sit over there.

- Thank you. Good evening.

Giles. Colonel. My special apologies

to you, Lady Colburn.

Pleasurer.

- Behaving yourself?

- No.

- A doctor's life, huh, Harry?

- The more patients, the colder the soup.

Actually, I got started on something

and lost track of time.

Oh, yes, Jekyll.

Heath was telling me that you're still

carrying on with that research work.

Dr. Heath isn't in sympathy,

Dr. Courtland.

That's understandable, isn't it?

After all, separating the facets

of the brain.

Rather ambitious, I should call that.

His research goes deeper than

the brain...

...into something more intangible

than the mind.

Then all that seems to be left is the soul.

All right, then, call it the soul.

The soul?

Come, come, my dear doctor.

Now you're invading my territory.

I suppose I am, but I know

that you wouldn't object...

...if science could be of help

to the church.

The church is always grateful

for any help, doctor.

Harry doesn't mean a word of this.

I'm afraid he's pulling our leg.

I should hope so. I was wondering

what Jekyll would do...

...if I asked him to elaborate.

- I don't mind elaborating.

If you didn't see that poor chap

in church this morning...

...you heard him, I'm sure.

Thank you for your assistance.

- Hopelessly insane, obviously.

- I don't think he was insane.

I think there was only one side of him

expressing itself.

- Good heavens, which side?

- His evil side.

The man was spiritually distorted

through shock.

That explosion in the gas main

last month.

Before that, he was a fine,

solid citizen...

...kind with his children,

deeply in love with his wife.

Since then, he had undergone

a complete change...

...until this afternoon I found him

completely reverted to the animal.

We can clearly understand a shock

to the nervous system...

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