Madhouse Page #4

a little late for that.

So, did you finish up

your interviews?

Basically.

What are you taking?

Oh, I have a cold.

I interviewed all the patients

that I was assigned to.

- Their stories were out there.

- Mine too.

Mrs. Idelson told me that the guy

from 'Wheel of Fortune' did it.

That's possible.

I had one guy,

he's interesting...

but I don't think

he knows anything.

Sic Franks on him.

Let the cops do the rest.

Hang on, I forgot a fork.

What are you doing?

I'm sorry. They were

sticking out of your purse.

Some cold, huh?

Why you taking Risperdex?

Here goes.

When I was a little girl

I had problems focusing...

and I was later diagnosed with

really minor schizophrenia.

But I got put on Risperdex

and it leveled me out.

I haven't really had any

symptoms since I was a kid.

Is that how you got

interested in mental health?

Still want to be my friend?

Sure.

Crazy chicks are wild.

- You jerk.

- I'm kidding.

You're all right now?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

- Look, don't tell anyone.

- I won't.

- Those pills are red.

- So?

The Risperdex Grace showed me,

the pills were blue.

I'm sure a bunch of psychos are

on a much stronger dose than I am.

This is the only way out, Sara!

Carl finally got to go home.

Please go to your rooms!

Ghosts.

Would somebody get

Dr. Franks on the radio!

- What happened?

- I was bringing in the games.

We were going to play Chutes

'n' Ladders, then this.

Maybe he hated

Chutes 'n' Ladders.

Did you see him talking

to anyone before he came in?

He went out

to get his medication.

- What was he given?

- An antidepressant?

- Grace! Was Carl just here?

- Half hour ago.

- Did you see him talking to anybody?

- Other than himself? No.

- What did you give him?

- What I always do.

Are we starting with Q&A again?

Because I don't have time.

Grace, I'm sorry,

what did you give him?

I gave him his usual dose

of Happy Tabs.

Thank you.

- Ben!

- I haven't gone anywhere.

You said something about

the medication they gave you.

- Does it help?

- I wouldn't know. I don't take it.

But I do have

a nice mosaic on the wall...

I've done with

my unused pills.

But, Ben,

why don't you take it?

They wouldn't help me

if I did.

Why not?

A hospital

is a place of business.

When people get better...

there are less bodies in bed.

Doesn't that make sense?

They give patients weak

medication to keep them sick?

Look around you.

The loonies here

only seem to get worse.

Take your friend Carl,

for instance.

He took his meds,

like a good boy.

And look what happened

to him.

How do you know about Carl?

Did I say something

happened to him?

I can't believe

you talked me into this.

I need to check out the med

station. I'll be out in 3 minutes.

Here they are!

Hurry.

Let's get out of here.

Why are we doing this?

I'll send the pills to a friend

who works at the university hospital.

I figured whoever's doing this

is on the wrong medication.

Look, Carl was ready

to go home.

According to Grace, he was on

a huge dose of tranquilizers.

He shouldn't have been

able to get out of bed...

much less hang himself.

What?

You're cute

when you're sleuthing.

Good night.

Good night.

Sara?

There is no place like home.

If Franks finds out we're in

his office, we're screwed.

It was a little boy. I've been

seeing him since I got here.

At first I thought it was one

of the gardener's kids.

- What? You're sure he isn't?

- No way.

Look...

I know this sounds strange.

But I think this place

actually might be haunted.

I wouldn't believe it

if I hadn't seen it myself.

But I think Alice saw

something, and Franks, too.

Why else would

he have these books?

What?

It's just between your theories

on the medication, and Franks.

Now you're seeing ghosts?

Maybe your surroundings

are affecting you.

I'm not crazy, Sara.

He was right outside my window.

He looked right at me.

- Believe me.

- Okay, okay, I do.

Where do they keep

the patient records?

The nurses' station.

- Come on.

- Get your hands off me!

I didn't kill that b*tch!

There's something you

ought to understand.

Nothing goes on here that

I don't know or hear about.

Then you know that

I'll be back for you.

And you, snitch!

You're next.

I'm going to skin you alive!

Nobody's safe here!

- Muzzle him.

- Nobody's safe!

That poor, troubled boy.

I heard he was raised

in a carnival.

Now we know where

the narcotics disappeared to.

What happened?

They're questioning him regarding

Nurse Hendricks' death.

Franks found her taser

in his things.

They also found out he had

relations with a patient.

Who are you?

Clark, you're there?

I'm sorry, yes, this is he.

This is Tom, from the lab.

Hi, Tom.

There is no narcotics in

the drugs that you gave me.

- What?

- Just placebos.

All right. Thank you

for looking into that.

You were right about

the medication.

The Risperdex they dispense

here is just a placebo.

Taking matters into our

own hands? Very aggressive.

I'll call the board first

thing Monday morning.

One patient is going

into psychoses...

and acting out because

he's not getting his meds.

I wouldn't tell anyone about

our discovery until then.

You wouldn't want Franks

to cover up their dirty work.

They arrested Drake today...

and I don't think he did it.

I heard Hendricks arguing

with Franks the day she died.

I think he's connected

and she knew about it.

They say the obvious answer

usually is the answer.

It's in front of your eyes. You

have to be willing to see it.

How do you know about

everything going on here?

I'm smart.

Be honest with me. Can you

get out of this cell?

Let me go out, too!

Why do you get out

and I don't?

Only in my mind, Royce.

Only in my mind.

Tell me about the ghost

of the little boy.

He's showing up

everywhere now.

He must be fond of you.

You've got work to do.

You'd better get back upstairs

before you miss any more action.

Admittance, diagnosis,

release dates.

Here's everything you need.

This is amazing.

Great job.

Check this out.

Here are patients that

were rehabbed and released...

since Franks took over.

- How many?

- None.

None?

This is unbelievable.

This proves that he keeps patients

sick so they can't go home.

Ben London.

Cell 44, schizophrenic,

died in 1989?

- So?

- So he's not dead.

I talked to him this morning.

You're losing me.

Dr. Morton told me about a patient

who escaped from cell 44 years ago.

Maybe Ben was

the one who escaped.

And Franks tried

to cover it up by...

saying he died.

When they got around to catching

and bringing him back...

They never bothered to take

him off the deceased list.

Exactly.

What are you thinking?

I don't know.

You have to be thinking

about something.

You can tell me.

We're in this together.

Perfect.

Kitchen's closed!

Let me see...

peaches...

gravy, pudding...

meatloaf!

Just what the doctor ordered.

Pickles?

Pickles.

Ketchup.

Ketchup, ketchup, ketchup,

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