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I mean, women, they're mostly decorative

anyway and the one's that aren't...

they're too much trouble.

I would like to see what she'd have

to say for herself if she woke her up.

Just stay away from her, okay?

Hey, Danny.

What have you gotten

yourself into?

It's just...

you know, it's nothing.

It's just...

they say you have to be careful

how you talk to her.

Well...

I won't corrupt her. She's all yours.

I like my women a little more lively.

She's all yours

for the next couple days.

What do you mean?

I heard some shrinks talking.

They're gonna move her to some lab...

gonna make some kind of experiment

out of her... like Frankenstein.

A poem by Byron Volpe.

"The wanderer stopped

to turn over a rock.

The rock gave way...

and what was below

ruined his day."

Leave her alone, pussycat.

She's mine in time in time,

she's mine.

Tick, tick, tick.

Tick, tick, tick, tick.

Tick, tick, tick, tick.

Hi, Laura. It's Danny,

I've brought something for you.

Classical music is the best,

isn't it?

I wish you would wake up.

There's a lot that

we could talk about.

Life just must seem like a...

a big dream to you.

I wonder if you have

re-occurring dreams?

You know, I do.

I dream that I'm...

back at home.

With Mom and Dad...

before Dad died and...

I'm in bed

and everything is...

cool.

And then I wake up...

and I'm here.

Jesus Christ.

We can take normalized readings

for later tabulations.

You may only have a few minutes.

The duration of her waking state

can vary from seconds...

- to sometimes almost an hour.

- Excuse me, what's going on?

- I thought she has no relatives.

- He's not a relative. He's...

Young man, you have to leave.

I thought we talked about this.

- I was about to tell him.

- You're... you're scaring her.

Is there any reason why we can't take

her to the clinic, Thursday morning?

I just want to point out

I want you to be careful with her.

I don't want her wake up

in some strange environment.

She doesn't know

what's going on!

Hey, listen, don't worry,

she's gonna be taken care of.

- Hey, just... just let me talk to her.

- No, wait. You're going to have to leave.

- Get him out of here.

- Yes.

We have to get this done.

Now, you're gonna have to leave

or we'll have to call security.

Son, listen.

Come here, listen.

Hey, you're gonna have to go now.

She's in good hands.

We're just gonna have to move her

somewhere where she can get some help.

That's a lie. You're just gonna

treat her like some lab rat!

- Nurse...

- Yeah. I'm gonna have to call security.

Okay, okay. I'll go.

Just... just please take care of her.

Dr. Bhyle,

do you have any comments?

I know that you're going to ask me

about the Collier boy.

Look, that was just

an unfortunate circumstance.

We had no idea that he had a pre-existing

medical condition. It was a sad error.

What about the allegations

of abuse, doctor?

We've always treated our research

subjects with the greatest of care.

He's here!

And he's taking her!

Okay...

You are?

I'm...

I'm from the Bhyle Center

for Sleep Studies.

I'm transferring this patient...

from room 1169?

And a...

Laura Baxter.

This...

this is room 1169, right?

Yeah.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

You know, I heard some

commotion down the hall, there.

Yeah, our guy in the rubber room

got a little frisky...

thinks someone's stealing

his girlfriend.

- You're lucky he didn't get loose.

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- She's mine!

She's mine!

What?

No!

What?

Fingers, things?

What?

Window?

Things coming at you?

The car?

What...

you've never been driving?

Out!

- Okay.

- Out!

What are you doing, babe?

You wanna get in the car?

Hi.

You're showing

your underwear, babe.

Oh, you don't know

where that's been.

Honey, don't put that...

She's into nature.

Grew up in New York.

Honey, let's get in the car.

Sorry.

Oh, no, don't eat that.

She does this a lot.

And...

Let's go.

Kinda heavy.

It's the medication

she's been on.

She had pneumonia

about a month ago.

No. It's okay.

Nothing's gonna hurt you.

It's okay.

Nothing's going to hurt you.

We are going...

to hospital?

No.

We're going home.

Home... home?

Yeah.

We're going to my home...

it's where I live.

Is... is that okay?

Okay.

Tick, tick, tick,

tick, tick.

So, I was hoping you might remember

something more about this guy.

He just seemed like a good kid.

I think that's a quote

from Hitler's mom.

Any idea where he lives?

- Did you check with the main desk?

- Yeah, we did that...

but the name and number

were phony, so...

What's up with that guy?

Delusional, psychopathic,

sociopathic.

Tick, tick, tick.

The bad guy.

What's he saying?

"Tick...

Tick...

tick."

He just says it over and over.

Who does he think he is,

a f***ing clock?

Why is he like that?

He's convinced that the girl,

Laura Baxter, belongs to him.

He shattered both legs

and broke the nose of an attendants...

who was trying to restrain him.

He was trying to get loose.

And then he took

the man's broken nose...

and he tried to shove it up

into his brain...

almost killed him.

No, that's the best arrangement

for Mister Volpe right now.

Volpe?

That's Byron Volpe in there?

The most soulless person

I've ever met.

I remember this case.

A hypnotist or something.

- Uncanny ability with it.

- Yeah?

Hypnosis is bullshit.

Tell that to his wife.

She died trying to get away

from his hold over her.

Who knows how many people

that "scuzball" has killed?

I was on that case.

We never found all the bodies,

only the ones he wanted us to find...

- the ones that looked like a suicide.

- Okay.

Thanks, Doctor.

Oh, Detective.

I just remembered something.

The young man who came to visit I think

he might have had a friend in here.

It was a court-ordered

drug rehab case.

A speed-freak named Dornboss.

We can check the records.

Yeah. I'd like.

Lovely clientele you got here.

It's strawberry.

Cold...

No, it's gonna fall.

You're actually supposed

to keep it in the...

cone.

It's so beautiful.

I just got you cleaned up.

Now I'm gonna have to give you

another bath.

I mean, uh...

I'm gonna get a napkin.

Laura?

Tick, tick, tick,

tick, tick.

Tick, tick, tick,

tick, tick.

This is not my world...

I don't belong here...

Back...

Take me back.

I wanna go back.

Just take me back.

Laura?

You are my blood.

I am you.

You have nothing to fear from me.

It is the "Clouded Man" who stalks you.

Okay, Laura, you gotta wake up.

I don't have any feeding tubes.

I've got to feed you, okay? Come on.

Okay, good job.

Okay, open your mouth...

there you go.

There you go. There you go.

Okay, good job.

Chew.

Okay?

Sh*t.

I'm just gonna set this here.

If you get hungry you can

just dig on that, okay?

TV.

If you get bored,

you can watch some TV.

A lot of fun this year.

That year, 1995, was sixth ranked...

A.U. Over fourteenth-ranked

Kansas State.

- The two clubs, well...

- Okay.

Hey.

- Sara.

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