Insanitarium
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- Year:
- 2008
- 89 min
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If you're reading this letter...
...it's because I've been committed
to an insane asylum.
I'm not crazy.
I just don't know what else to do.
My sister's mentally ill.
She has been
since our mother died.
Lily.
No. No. No.
F***! Somebody help me!
l'm calling about Lily Romero.
Look, like l told you,
we had her released to home care...
...under our family doctor.
You know, you're supposed to be
taking these things.
She's my sister.
l have a right to see her.
F***!
But now our worst nightmare
has come true.
Lily's been committed
to a mental institution.
She's become a ward of the state.
The doctors can do
whatever they want to her.
This letter's my insurance policy.
The only way I can save her
is to get her out.
No. No.
And the only way to get her out
is to become one of them myself.
-F***.
-Don't touch me.
The monsters.
Monster of the anti-matter.
Don't touch me!
Don't f***ing touch me!
You think you have all the answers.
-No, no, no!
-lmmediate medical response.
You can't touch me!
Calm down. Hey!
Hey, hey.
Look at them. Look at them.
l'm not the destroyer.
Easy. Easy.
l'm falling down.
You're gonna be okay.
Come on, guys.
We need to immobilize his legs.
Hang on, it takes a few seconds.
Bastard clocked me.
Take him up to Med-Psych.
They'll know what to do with him.
Gotta clean your ass too.
Couldn't wait till after my shift
to freak the f*** out?
Goddamn.
You smell like sh*t.
You sh*t yourself?
Hello there. l'm Dr. Gianetti.
Can you tell me what happened?
Do you have a name?
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack jump over the candlestick
Jack.
Good.
Let's call you Jack from now on,
shall we?
Can you get Charles in here?
We're not gonna get much more
until these sedatives wear off.
l'm gonna take care of you.
Help you.
He stole my instructions.
the heebie-jeebies.
Just breathe.
Gotta wear your seatbelt tonight.
You got celebrity neighbors.
You see that dude?
Mark Gibbon Hawthorne.
That's the guy who choked
Kept their corpses
in this greenhouse.
F***ed them for weeks
after they were dead.
Buried them right on the spot.
Sweet dreams, Tinker Bell.
Oh, hell, no.
Not on my shift.
His hand!
F***ing son of a b*tch.
You bite your lip to trick me in there.
You know he's gonna fry your ass
Why are you telling me that?
l don't know.
-You shut up.
-l forgot.
Hey. You.
l saw what you did.
You told him.
Do you know how long
l've been in here?
There's no smell in here.
Did you notice?
l was gonna go outside.
To the sunshine.
But you ruined that.
You told him.
-l didn't do anything.
-You told him.
-You told him!
-Just leave me alone!
Shut up!
Shut the f*** up! Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up!
Jack.
Jack.
Hello, Jack.
Can you hear me?
He's in shock. Let's get him up.
Judging by the angle of incision,
these cuts were self-inflicted.
ls that true, Jack?
That you did this to yourself?
l don't know. l don't remember.
Don't remember
or you don't wanna remember?
l don't know. l'm not this mystery--
You're the destroyer.
l'm anti-matter.
Better keep an eye on him.
There's more to this case
than simple schizophrenia.
Put him on psych ward.
l'll check him out
after l've done my rounds.
l'm sorry, l just wanted to touch him.
Just wanted to smell his skin.
l understand, Mr. Hawthorne.
lt's your instinct.
The Orpheum brings your feelings
up to the surface...
...so l can see them better.
So l can make you well.
Home sweet home.
This is Jack.
Cops picked him up yesterday.
He's being placed
under observation.
There's not a lot here.
What am l supposed to do with him?
Starting him on Zyprexa,
Haldol, possibly Orpheum...
...pending Dr. Gianetti's
final diagnosis.
-So that mean we're cool?
-Sure.
Always room for one more.
Great.
Nice to meet you, Jack.
l'm Nancy.
Don't worry about
all that treatment stuff.
Let's get you settled in, okay?
Hang out for a sec
and l'll give you the grand tour.
-l'm sorry, l--
-Hi.
l'm Heather.
You're new here, right?
They don't let us use scissors...
...but l'm getting pretty good
with my fingers.
See.
He was touching me.
-What?
-You saw him.
-No!
-Stay in your seat.
-He raped me.
-l didn't do anything.
inside of me. lnside my vagina.
-Shelly.
-My vagina.
Want me to call Dr. Gianetti?
Do you wanna go back upstairs?
Then sit!
Okay, l shouldn't have left you alone,
all right?
lt's best to give everyone
space until you learn the ropes.
-l didn't do anything.
-l know. l know.
in the West Building.
The day room and commissary are
both coed, same with the courtyard.
Nurse Henderson dispenses
patient medication every morning.
ln the afternoons we have
group-therapy session which--
You don't understand!
Somebody do something!
He's choking her!
He's hurting my f***ing brain!
Hit that if you want her to live.
-Don't you f***ing touch that!
-l can't let you kill her.
They're the ones killing us!
You got three seconds. One, two--
That's enough.
Let her go.
You said no more.
l don't want it.
Who's in charge here, Mr. Loomis?
You or your anger?
l'm proud of you.
Put him upstairs.
For the rest of you,
back to your rooms!
We're on lockdown.
-All right, what happened?
-l dropped my responder.
Jack sounded the alarm.
Jack.
lt's closest to the window.
Just rest, okay?
l'll check on you later.
-Oh, no. Don't hurt me. Don't hurt me.
-What are you doing in here?
l wanted to see if you were
one of Gianetti's army ants, you know?
With the white, white, white--
You know.
Are you talking about Orpheum?
ls that what makes their eyes white?
Oh, there-- Look, there he goes.
There he goes. Crank up the toaster.
-What exactly is going on up there?
-l don't know. l'll tell you this, okay?
The ones that are going up there
are coming back different.
F***ed up. l know l'm f***ed up.
No, not like that.
Look, see? You see that, right?
lt's probably something
straining the grid.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
What--? How do you know so much
about the wiring in the building?
Just hear things.
-That's enough, Paul. You'll kill him.
-Hold on.
All right.
Cut the power.
-Oh, he was doing fine.
As you might know, l do have
experience with this kind of treatment.
Prep him for an additional 20 cc's
of Orpheum.
l'm aware of his levels.
And what about the incidents
of violence?
We should slow down
and take an observational stance.
This is how Orpheum is designed.
To strip away layer after layer...
...of these
so-called higher brain functions...
...where sickness hides.
We gotta get to the core.
We gotta get to the lizard's brain.
And when we do, only then
can l re-introduce healthier behaviors.
lt's also that core
that makes us dangerous.
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