Madhouse Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 2004
- 91 min
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ketchup, ketchup.
Got you!
- Who are you?
- It's Clark.
What did you do to me?
Where am I?
What's happening to me?
It's okay.
Sara, look at me.
I work with you at
the hospital. Do you remember?
Look, I think you forgot
to take your medication.
Take a couple of these
and it will be better.
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
I just can't figure out...
what's real
and what's a dream.
Come on.
Come here.
All right.
...coming to the area
late today...
bringing along chances of
thunderstorm and low temperatures.
And now, for more informations
on our top story...
lets go back to Peter Garcia.
Sheriff Johnson warns
that the escaped suspect...
who was detained
on suspicion of murder...
should be considered
armed and dangerous.
He's known to go by
the alias of Drake Anderson.
Anderson is 5 foot 10,
has dark brown hair...
and sports the tattoo
of a spider on his neck.
Anyone with information
leading to his capture...
should report it to
the Kirkside Sheriff's Department.
- What happened?
- Thank God you're okay.
- Someone killed Dr. Morton.
- What?
I'm scared. I don't know
who to trust anymore.
- Drake got out.
- What?
I heard it on the radio.
He escaped last night.
If it was him, then
he's probably long gone.
They searched this whole place
with a fine-tooth comb.
That investigator wants to
ask us a few questions.
Not now. I'm going
to talk to Franks.
- What?
- I'm going to talk to Franks!
Open the goddamn door!
Franks, I know you're
in there! Open the door!
Jesus!
- It isn't Drake.
- What are you talking about?
I asked the cops and they said
he was arrested 20 minutes ago.
- He stole a car in Dallas.
- I'm leaving.
Wait, wait.
I don't know
what's going on here.
Come with me if you want,
but I'm not staying.
Okay. Okay.
Wait, I'll go.
Come with me to the office
and I'll grab a few things.
Come on.
I want to be
sure security...
can keep the patients
locked down.
They won't be safe here.
Nobody will be safe here.
I'll tell Betty we're going.
Fine.
But make it quick. I want to get
as far away as possible.
I will.
We'll be okay.
Nothing will happen with all
those cops hanging outside.
Here.
What if it's not a person
doing all this?
- What do you mean?
- What if it's like Morton said?
What if something
happened in the building...
and it's never forgotten?
Clark...
it was a person.
And if it was a patient,
they're all in lockdown.
We're fine.
Now go back. I'll just
finish up around here.
- It's right in front of your eyes.
- Clark, are you there?
Right in front of your eyes.
I just can't figure out...
what's real
and what's a dream.
I was diagnosed
with schizophrenia.
Sara.
Thanks for your help,
Officer.
Also, I have
a list of patients.
I'll leave it in a red folder
in my outbox.
Not a problem.
You have my cell number.
Okay, all right, thank you.
Why did you drug me?
I just gave you a calmative.
You were acting
really strange.
It was you.
I should've figured it out
the other night when you had...
your relapse.
You're wrong.
Ben told me the answer was
right in front of my eyes.
- Who?
- Cell 44. Ben London.
He must have seen you the night
you killed Nurse Hendricks.
That's why he told me the answer
was right in front of my eyes.
There's no one in cell 44.
- Don't lie to me.
- It's used for storage.
You were the one
who told me...
never to trust a schizo.
I can prove he's there.
There you are. I've been
looking for you.
Is something wrong?
Ben!
Ben! Ben, what's going on?
Why didn't you
tell me it was Sara?
I'm going to let you
out of here.
So you can get
someplace safe.
But I want
to see your face.
I suppose
it's time to go home.
That kid I keep seeing
running around the halls?
It's a little strange that
he runs around here at night.
Maybe your surroundings
are starting to affect you.
I'm not crazy, Sara.
Now you know what
madness feels like.
That's a feeling
you'll never forget.
Hey, good looking.
We've got work to do.
Boys are not toys, Les!
He was the sickest patient
that I ever come across.
There you are. I've been
looking for you.
You need to teach you
some respect!
What I'd love to do is change
this place for the better.
That's really why
I came here.
Betty, go to one.
Have my car sent around.
Where are my keys
to the medication?
Never mind.
'This letter
is in regards...
to the tuition fees for
Clark Stevens' internship.
Since his
unfortunate death...
we'd like to arrange
a refund of payment.
Please contact the
administration office.'
'Ben London, diagnosed...
with chronic multiple
personality disorder...
escaped January 8, 1989.'
- Hi, Dr. Franks.
- You!
Clark, have you
lost your mind?
It's Ben!
- It's Ben London!
- Ben London.
Do you remember me, Al?
That little boy?
The one that you
and Hendricks...
and all the others
never once tried to help.
Ben London.
Listen, I can help you.
It's too late
for that now!
Help!
Hello?
I'm at Cunningham Hall.
I'm in the basement.
There are cops outside.
Help me!
Come on, Sara.
You're as screwed up
as I am.
We belong together.
Come on, darling.
Get up out of the corner.
You're making me crazy.
- I didn't do anything.
- I know. It's just that...
I came back to this place...
to get rid of memories
I had here.
Unfortunately,
you're now one of them.
But I'm just like you.
I'm so sorry...
but I can't leave
any loose ends.
Ben, I can protect you.
I found your file.
I took it...
and I'm keeping it
safe for you.
Where?
We can both go away.
They won't even know
you were here.
Clark.
Clark's not here,
anymore.
Clark doesn't even exist.
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