Hellhole Page #3

You had evidence then, Ron.

You don't now.

What can I do?

My hands are tied.

I'm asking you to do something,

Sidnee, before this happens again.

You move fast, you have

all the evidence you need.

You get your ass in gear,

spring a surprise investigation,

we'll bust this f***in' place

wide open.

Ron, stay calm.

I'll do my best.

Do me a favor,

find out anything you can

about a Susan Walker

from Sandstone Park

and an orderly, name of Taylor.

I gotta go. Bye.

Evelyn, my dear girl,

I think we've got a problem.

Wow. It's Mr. Clean.

Save your compliments,

will you, Monroe?

You owe me one.

What'd you find out?

I found out I look good

with short hair.

She don't remember nothin'.

What do you mean,

she don't remember nothin'?

I mean she don't

remember nothin'.

But she could also be fakin' it.

But I don't think so.

Goddamn it, what's takin' so long?

Ooh.

You know, you didn't send me

into no Plaza Hotel.

It's a f***in' nuthouse

you sent me to.

The doctor runs the joint,

she's got legs

that start from here.

There's also some punk,

uh, orderly.

His name is, uh... Stevens.

I'm gonna give him a beatin'.

Keeps f***in' around with me.

I don't care what you do,

just do it.

Okay, okay, take it easy.

I got it covered.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Remember...

...smooth as silk.

Yeah.

Thanks for ruinin' my day off.

Blast off?

Jesus Christ, I don't think

I can take any more.

You can take it.

Here, hit on this.

Of course! It's the goons!

I thought so.

Stealin' drugs from the dispensary.

Second time this month, isn't it?

Isn't it?

Take her down to the hole.

If there's one thing I can't stand,

it's a snitch.

No, please! No, please! No!

She stays with us.

I have special plans for this one.

Listen...

The loonies are singin'.

It's party time!

Party time!

Party!

Come on, it's a party!

Come on!

It's a party!

It's a party!

Come on!

I gotta get outta here.

Party time!

We're gonna have a party!

All right, all right, all right.

I can't authorize this.

Back to your room.

Back to your room.

Party! Party!

Yeah!

Come on. Let's party.

- Here we go. Yeah. No...

- The party's...

- Back-Back to your...

- Hey, get back here!

Hey! Hey, you! Come back here!

Come on!

You know you want it.

Come on, baby, let's hump.

Yeah, give it to me.

Hey!

Is anybody in here?

What the hell are you...?

Hiya, sweetheart.

Remember me?

You do?

Yes.

That's nice.

Remember your mother?

No.

- You bullshitting me?

- No.

Come on, now.

What are you gonna do?

Do?

Oh, haven't decided yet.

By the way,

you remember those papers?

Where... Where are

those papers now?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Oh, come on. You remember.

Come on.

Let's cut the sh*t now.

Listen, hun,

it's me you're talking to.

Now, where's the...?

Where's the paper?

I don't remember.

I want to, I... I...

You can remember.

Please.

Come on. Remember. For me.

Do it for daddy. Please.

I can't remember.

Pretty please.

With sugar on it.

I won't hurt ya.

Cross my heart and hope to die.

What are you doing here?

How did he get in here?

I don't know. I'm sorry.

I don't know how he got in here.

I came in through the window, doc.

I'm sorry.

- Should I break his f***ing neck?

- No.

Go outside and make sure

you don't break your own neck.

Yes, Dr. Fletcher.

I see you found the beef,

huh, doc?

What are you doing with her?

Ooh, nothin'.

Just, uh, trying to get her, uh,

memory back.

Well, how concerned of you.

Who are you? Her mother

come back from vacation?

That's cute, doc.

That's real cute.

No, I figured, uh, we'd, uh,

scare it out of her.

Pretty primitive.

Yeah. Oh, well, then,

you know what we can do?

Use some of this

sodium pentothal crap.

If I use the wrong crap on her,

what if I bury her brains?

Okay, I'll buy your sh*t.

For now.

Thank you.

Let me give you some advice, doc.

Don't f*** with me.

Why not?

'Cause if you don't do what I tell ya,

your ass will be

in deep trouble.

My ass,

as you so poetically put it,

is always in deep trouble.

Evelyn? Evelyn, I knew it.

I told you so.

Goddamn Board of Medical Examiners

is here.

F***.

It was that Stevens guy.

They're on to us.

I'll talk to you soon.

But, remember,

don't touch a hair on her.

Dane, you've got 10 minutes

to clean this place up.

I'll go out there,

I'll say something to them.

Get this place together.

And keep that big

blue goon off her.

Take it easy.

I wonder where he is.

What?

Never mind.

He'll sleep real cozy tonight.

We are supposed to meet

Dr. Fletcher here at the...

I'm sorry I'm late.

It seems I was the only one

who wasn't told you were coming.

I know this is short notice,

but there are things I'd like

to see around here.

Of course.

That's why you're here.

Well, can we get on

with this little inspection?

Yes. Let's start inside.

No. Uh...

There's nothing I'd like

to see in there.

Dr. Fletcher?

Yes, Dr. Hammond?

I know that building's

used for storage.

Uh, do you use it

for anything else?

Uh, no.

It was used for research

in the past,

and it's a dead building now.

This is the sandbox that I had

installed instead of a swimming pool.

I really feel that sand is much more

therapeutic than water...

I wanna see that building.

Is that really necessary, Sidnee?

We came here to inspect.

Let's inspect.

By all means, Dr. Hammond.

Lady, the way that you handle

these doors.

Well, thank you.

Where does that corridor lead to?

It's an old underground corridor.

It goes back to the main building.

Oh.

So, um...

We'll go this way.

Hey.

Dr. Fletcher

only gave us 10 minutes.

I don't know if that's enough time

to do you right, baby.

What's the matter, baby?

Please don't tie me up.

Why do you have to tie me up?

Look, I won't... I'll do anything

you want, just please...

Hey, that sounds real tempting.

I wish I had more time.

But I don't.

Just lay down.

Formaldehyde?

Well, this was the old morgue.

Fortunately, we rarely have to use it.

That does it.

We've seen everything.

Shall we go back?

You must be exhausted.

What's in there?

Dr. Hammond, it's the boiler room.

Come on, now, Sidnee,

we are not going to inspect

the boiler room.

While we're here, Dr. Bloom.

Do you mind?

Oh, really, Dr. Hammond,

don't you think that's ridiculous?

Is it?

Damn it.

What's down there?

Nothing.

I mean, the lower part

of the boiler is down there.

That's all.

Look, I really do not care to inspect

the bowels of this building.

It'll just take a moment.

Hey, baby, it won't be too bad.

Look, kind of think of it as like

having your own private room

at the Hilton.

Yeah.

Isn't this fun?

Stop it!

Get back!

Get back!

You like it!

You love it!

Please stop it!

Whee! Whee!

Hey!

You get back in!

Get that girl out!

She's got no business

being in here.

Shh! Come!

Hey! Leave her alone!

Get her out of here.

Shh! Be quiet!

Shh! Just be quiet! Shh!

Shh! Shh! Shh!

Shut up, will you?

Dr. Hammond! I must insist

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