High Anxiety Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1977
- 94 min
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What are you doing? Stop!
Come on, boys. We came
to see a fight, not a dance. Let's go.
Professor, what happened here?
I put him under hypnosis.
He will be out very soon.
You see, we have been running
a series of analytic sessions...
...to try to help him overcome
the very serious illness...
...known as High Anxiety.
- High Anxiety?
- Ja.
Do you mean to say
that Dr. Richard Thorndyke...
...one of the world's
greatest psychiatric authorities...
...is suffering from High Anxiety?
Ja, but you would not breathe
a word of this to anyone, would you?
Professor, may I remind you
that I am also a professional?
I am shocked that you would think
I'd say a word about this.
Hey, everybody,
guess who has High Anxiety?
Richard?
Falling, Mamma.
Falling. Mamma. Falling.
Richard, I'm going to bring you out.
I'm going to bring you out. I bring you out!
- Richard, my boy, Richard!
- Professor!
You'll never believe what I just
went through. It was horrible!
I would believe. But there will be
no more sessions for a while.
- So, go get yourself a little rest, my boy.
- Thank you.
- Thank you, Professor.
- Ja, auf Wiedersehen.
Let us see, here.
"Mamma, I am falling."
Norton, this is our new chief,
Dr. Thorndyke.
He'd like to see Mr. Brisbane.
Certainly.
- lt's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Thorndyke.
- Pleasure to meet you, Norton.
Forgive me for prying.
What happened to your mustache?
As you know, we get some very violent
patients in this wing.
Last week, I guess I wasn't on my toes...
...and one of them reached out
and ripped off half of my mustache.
- That must have been awful.
- You'll never know the pain.
It can get quite dicey up here at times.
- Well, shall we go?
- Follow me.
Hey, Norton! You missing something?
That's Arthur Brisbane? The industrialist?
No. Down, Brisbane, down. Bad Brisbane.
Sit up. All right.
Don't worry, he won't bite.
Just let him smell you.
- He thinks he's a cocker spaniel.
- Cocker spaniel?
Very good.
I've never seen anything like...
Down! Sit!
Stay!
Amazing! The most complex
psychic phenomenon I've ever witnessed.
I once read a paper when I was in college
about this, I think it was Otto Rank.
It might have been Kraft-Ebbing.
About a woman in Vienna...
...who thought that she was an animal
of some kind, an antelope...
What the hell are you...
No! Stop that!
We don't do that with strangers. Bad dog!
Get his leash, Norton.
Extraordinary!
How could a creature have the wherewithal
to try to contact me by flashing a mirror?
Well, cockers are very bright, you know.
That's true. That's very true.
Please understand, I can't go on.
I swear to God, I won't say a word,
but I can't take it any longer.
You're just as much a part of this
as the rest of us.
No one is quitting. Do you hear me?
- No one.
- But I can't sleep at night!
What we're doing is wrong.
Don't you understand, it's wrong!
I've got to get out of here. I'm trapped!
I feel like I'm caught in a web.
Quiet, you fool! The window is open!
All right.
Perhaps...
...l've been too harsh.
You are free to leave the Institute
this evening.
Thank you, Nurse Diesel.
And I promise I won't say anything
to anybody. Thank you.
I know you won't.
I know you won't.
Busted eardrums?
That's a very strange symptom
for a cerebral hemorrhage.
According to the coroner's report,
he did suffer from a cerebral hemorrhage.
I can't go to San Francisco now.
Dr. Thorndyke,
there's nothing you can do.
If we receive any additional information
about Wentworth, we'll call you.
It's important that you attend
the psychiatric convention. Remember...
...you are representing the Institute.
Yes, enjoy yourself, for God's sake.
Get your mind off the Wentworth murder.
Accident. Have a good time.
I did work long and hard on that speech.
I'm going. You've convinced me. Brophy!
I'm looking for my camera,
I want to get one last shot.
Please, Brophy, not now.
Hold it!
- Okay, let's hit the road.
- Well, see you in three days.
Bye-bye.
Bye-bye.
Enjoy yourself.
'Bye.
I think you punctured something
with that last shot.
You do everything too hard. Too hard.
Come to my room right after dinner.
Not tonight. I'm too tired.
I'm going to turn in early.
- I'll let you wear my underwear.
- I'll be there.
Thorndyke and Brophy.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
Dr. Richard H. Thorndyke?
Yes.
Sir, very good. Here we go, you're all set.
Wow. Talk about modern.
You and Mr. Brophy are in 1702 and 1703.
Excuse me. I thought I'd specifically
requested a room on a lower floor.
- We had 201 all set for you.
But a Mr. MacGuffin called
and told us to change it to the 17th floor.
I'm sorry, we can't do a thing
about it today. We're all booked up.
Come on, Doc.
It's only for a couple of nights.
I guess it'll be all right. It's just...
...I really don't like high places.
Dennis, will you take Dr. Thorndyke
to his room, please?
Anything I can get you?
Yes. I'd like a newspaper.
I'll get you one and meet you
at the elevators.
- Please don't forget. It's rather important.
- All right, already.
I want to see if there's any mention
of Wentworth's death.
Doc, there are the elevators.
- Come on, Doc.
- I'm coming.
Here we go. Straight to the top.
Quite a view, isn't it?
Here we are. Top floor. Top of the hotel.
You can't get any higher.
- We're pretty high.
- We know it. We know we're high.
That we know. That part we know.
Excuse me. This way.
This way, please. Right around the corner.
Hey, Doc, look at this.
What a view. This is spectacular.
I can see it from here.
It's very nice. Very nice indeed.
Are you all right, Doc?
I'm all right, Brophy.
I'm sorry, sir.
I didn't know anyone was there.
You fellas want to see your rooms or not?
Let's get out of here.
If you would have gone over
you'd be smashed like corned beef hash.
Your brains would have splattered
all over the lobby...
Brophy, please.
Right here is 1702. You're in 1703.
Here's your key.
I'll bring your bag in a minute.
See you later. Thank you.
- Here you go. Thank you very much.
- Thank you.
- Anything else I can get you, sir?
- What happened to my newspaper?
The newsstand didn't have any
and I didn't want to run around the corner.
I want that newspaper.
It's very important.
All right, I'll get your paper.
A hassle.
Don't forget.
All right!
What's so important about a lousy,
crummy newspaper?
Dennis, Dr. Thorndyke in room 1702
just called down to remind you...
I know. Get the newspaper!
Get the stinking newspaper!
Here!
Here's your paper!
Here's your paper!
Happy now?
That kid gets no tip.
Who is it?
Who is it?
It's not the bellboy, is it?
Get away from the door.
- Who are you?
- Get away from me.
- Just a second...
- Be quiet, they'll hear you. Don't move.
- Go inside. Go to your room.
- Go to my room.
- The drapes! Close the drapes.
- The drapes. Close the drapes.
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