Glass Page #4

[Daryl lets go of the controlling mechanism]

Patricia:
That's fine. Now just walk away. That's it.

[The terrified orderly leaves the room]

Patricia:
Just tiptoe away.

[We then cut to the office Dr. Staple works in. She has a visitor, Mrs. Price, the mother of self-proclaimed supervillain Mr. Glass a.k.a. Elijah Price. It's clear that the nineteen years that have passed weren't very kind to her, as she seems much older and vulnerable]

Mrs. Price:
I try to come once every week. Sometimes, I admit, I have neglected a week here and there. He's changed over the years. I can tell he's given up. It's hard to see. He thinks he was a mistake. I'm not saying he did good things. He didn't. Those poor people didn't deserve to die like that. But he's trying to make sense of who he is. Ain't we all doing that?

Dr. Staple:
(sitting in a chair opposite to her) Yes, ma'am, we are. They keep him heavily sedated. This is an enormous amount of sedation.

Mrs. Price:
He's too smart for 'em. When they first brought him here, he memorized a blueprint left out from an electrician and short-circuited the power to the whole hospital. He's good thinking through things. He has this notion that superheroes are based on people like him, and that other gentleman I read is here, Mr. Dunn.

Dr. Staple:
Would it surprise you to know there are more and more people who have this delusion? It is actually the center of my work.

Mrs. Price:
Yes, it would.

[We are now in Elijah's cell. It's clear that this is where he has resided since David handed him over to the authorities. He just sits there, in his wheelchair, his head askew and an empty look in his eyes. It's like he doesn't register anything around him]

Mrs. Price:
You don't let them get you down, Elijah. You hear me? Stay proud.

[Elijah doesn't say anything, he just keeps twitching. At David's cell, an orderly knocks to gets the captive's attention]

Orderly:
Step back against the wall, please.

[He then grants himself access with the key card and opens David's door. Opposite to them, another orderly opens Kevin's cell. Both men see each other, surprised and shocked. The door then close again. In a brief exterior shot, where we are shown the terrible road construction around the hospital (or a pothole, if you will), when we hear a hissing sound. The water tank gets drained. In David's cell, the water pours out of the nozzles and then floods away through the grates in the ground. David lies on the floor, soaking wet, choking and coughing up water. Dr. Staple enters the room and David gets up]

David:
You're keeping him here without guards? I have to get out of here before he gets out.

Dr. Staple:
The individual who came with you is contained. David. I would like you to agree to have an MRI. You were the sole survivor of a devastating train derailment nineteen years ago. It is possible that there was damage to the frontal lobe that you are unaware of.

[The doctor looks at David is an examining manner]

Dr. Staple:
Look at you, David. You believe you have barely enough strength to stand up.

David:
You can't possibly explain everything away.

[She then goes to Kevin's cell. Hedwig just made a run for the door and the light has gone off. Another personality, Mr. Pritchard, has been pushed into the forefront and gets up, acting and talking like an older man]

Mr. Pritchard:
Madam, I am Mr. Pritchard. I'm a professor of cinema. (waving his hand) Specifically Japanese, 1950s through the 1980s. And I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing here. I am very much in favor of Kevin's reemergence, and yet I find myself in a goddamn prison cell! And I can assure you, I am not...

[The professor gets pushed out of control by Hedwig. He runs back to the wall and makes another run for the door, with similar results. This time, the alter Felida (by my guess) gets up. He speaks in Spanish, but as my writing talents don't reach that far, I'll put the translation down here]

Felida:
(in Spanish) Excuse me, madam. My heart hurts from what the Horde has done. They think it’s right. It’s not right to hurt!

[The child gets the light back and again goes to the far wall of his cell]

Hedwig:
Ah. Okay. I'm ready.

Dr. Staple:
(holds up her hand) Young man, wait!

[Hedwig stops halfway his sprint to the light]

Dr. Staple:
You will not be able to get to the light.

[Hedwig starts pacing back and forth]

Dr. Staple:
It is set off by distance as well as being monitored by a camera. I know this seems very unfair to you...

[Hedwig, ever the bratty child, waves his hand and blows a raspberry]

Dr. Staple:
(remains calm) ...but you are stuck in this room.

Hedwig:
(pointing at the door) The guy The Beast fought, he's right there! He can't beat The Beast. He doesn't think he can beat The Beast, does he? Huh? Beast like... (does a strongman's pose, grunting) He doesn't think he can beat The Beast, does he? Beast like...

Dr. Staple:
Your name is Hedwig, right? You're nine, right?

Hedwig:
Yeah.

Dr. Staple:
Forever? No matter how many experiences you have? That must be so hard.

Hedwig:
(confused) You treat people who think they're comic book characters or something?

[Both Hedwig and the doctor then start to smile]

Hedwig:
I got to go. Miss Patricia says she wants the light.

[We're shown that Patricia is back in control, she smiles coldly at the doctor]

Dr. Staple:
Hello, Patricia. I'm Dr. Staple.

Patricia:
I've gathered.

Dr. Staple:
As I understand it, you're kind of the high priestess.

Patricia:
This cause isn't about me.

Dr. Staple:
It's about The Beast, is it?

Patricia:
Where is he?

Dr. Staple:
Who?

Patricia:
The man. He is guarded, isn't he? He can't get out?

[We cut to a van of Dunn Home Security, outside of the hospital. In the van, Joseph is rehearsing and writing down a story]

Joseph:
(mumbling to himself) He's well-intentioned and you would love him. He's, like, a huge, he's a big trickster. He's a, he's a, he's a great guy. He's got a great sense of humor.

[We cut to Joseph sitting in Staple's office, while she recaps Joseph's story]

Dr. Staple:
So, let me recap what you've told me.

Joseph:
(leans back) Mm-hmm.

Dr. Staple:
Your dad is not the Green Guard or "whatever his name is." Your dad is a trickster, and that I would love him. He thought it would be fun to be a do-gooder for a day, pretend he was this guy. And with regard to how he found the girls, you retold a humorous story where your dad thought the killer might be in the factory area because his friend Lou - you referred to him as Louie at a different point - got mugged down there once. Then your father was walking by a building, hears girls screaming for help, at which point you spiritedly reenacted this moment in the story. Thank you for that. Then your father called you on the cell. You told him to call the police, but he was, "In it, you know. In it."

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