Patient Seven Page #2

Isn't that right?

- No!

- Were you eventually going

to kill your sister too?

- No!

- - Were you?

- You know nothing!

Help!

- Hey hey hey.

Okay, breathe.

Breathe, calm down.

Shane, I need backup, now.

- I hate you!

You're evil!

Get me outta here!

Who are you?

Who the hell are you?

- Gentlemen, when

you get a chance,

bring in patient

John Doe, estimated

to be in his late 50s,

was found wandering in the woods

wearing nothing more

than a bathrobe.

John Doe, or jd as

they call him here,

claims to have no

recollection of who he is.

- At least this one won't

give us any problems, huh?

- Yeah, he's the

shy, quiet type.

Isn't that right, jd?

- He has no known family

and authorities were

unable to establish

his identity through

fingerprints or dental records.

He was admitted to this facility

five years ago.

After several violent encounters

due to a recurring nightmare

and an unexplainable fear of...

Plastic wrap.

Hmm.

This patient's loaded.

Jd here stays baked 24/7.

- Wonderful, okay,

get him outta here.

Bring him back when

he's more coherent, hmm?

- We can't do that, sir.

That's Dr. Victor's orders.

- This patient is violent.

- I'm right here, you know?

- All right.

What's your name?

- Jd.

- Jd, do you know which,

which city you're in?

- They won't tell me.

That was wonderful.

All right, all right,

go on, get outta here.

Leave him here.

Go on, go on.

Get the door on the way out.

All right jd, I am...

Dr. Marcus.

- What are you doing?

- I'm recording you.

You have a problem with that?

- Like I have a choice?

Can you, can you put

that away please?

Please?

- Is there a problem?

Oh my god, the

charts are right on.

You do have a problem

with plastic wrap.

- Can you put that away,

please?

- Mmm.

Here.

All right, all right,

look look look.

I'm wrapping it up.

Putting it away.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

- All right jd, you are,

in spring valley

mental institution.

Do you remember

being brought here?

- I only remember one thing.

- Ah good, what?

- Why should I tell you?

- Hmm.

Well, if I'm gonna help you,

I have to know what

makes you tick.

- No no.

- - Yes.

No, no!

Please!

No no no no no!

Get it off me, get

it off me, please!

Take it off, take

it off, take it off!

- Not until you tell me

what it is I want to know.

- Help!

Help me, somebody, please help!

Help, someone please help me!

Help me!

- Out!

Right now.

- Please, take it off!

- Are you gonna

play ball with me?

You gonna give me what I need?

Now.

Jd.

So you don't

remember who you are,

where you come from?

Why don't we start with this...

Little problem you have

with plastic wrap, hmm?

- I was on vacation.

In the uk.

And he killed me.

- He what?

- He killed me!

- Who?

- I don't know who he was.

Or why he did it.

But.

In the dream,

I could see

and feel

and hear

everything!

- Trick or treat!

- F*** off.

- Excuse me!

Oi, that's no bloody

way to talk to children!

- Audi's in the garage.

Now f*** off!

- Evening, ladies.

- How's it going?

- Werewolf is mine, marry me!

- Marry me!

Oh sh*t mate, look at this!

- Mate, what are you draggin'?

- Hey!

Excuse me, aren't you?

Sorry, didn't you go

to Truman prep school?

- No.

- You did, didn't you?

You did.

I'm Alan.

Alan Fletcher?

I was a prefect

while you were there.

I haven't seen you since then.

You never really did fit in.

How are you anyway?

That's a brilliant

costume, by the way.

That's just genius.

Terry?

Come look at this,

look at all that blood!

- Ah, that is an

amazing costume, mate!

You're meant to be a

killer or something, right?

- I am a killer, yes.

- And that's the

body in the bag, is it?

Latest victim type of thing?

- Brand new.

- - Hah, brilliant!

F***ing brilliant!

Mate.

It's bloody heavy.

Can we give you a hand or two?

Christ!

You take your Halloween

sh*t seriously, don't you?

You got an actual body

in there or something?

Help him, d*ckhead.

It's so heavy.

Anyway, what's on

the agenda tonight?

Have you been to a party?

- No.

- Listen, we're heading to

this pretty sweet loft party,

just down the road here.

I mean, our costumes

are a bit last minute,

but yours, we would really make

an entrance with this thing.

I know it's late, but you

will pop in for just one,

won't you?

Our pal Jack, I mean,

he's got to see this.

He's so into his horror

sh*t, he's gonna love it!

- I'd rather not

get sidetracked.

- Mate, mate,

don't be so bloody boring.

Please, just one drink.

It'll be really, really quick,

you'll be back on the

streets killing in no time.

- I shan't stay long.

- Yes!

This way then, killer!

- You know Terry, i

think that's racist.

- How's that racist?

- It's just my mom's

cleaner's black,

so I know about this stuff.

- Yeah, well your mom's racist.

- She is a bit racist.

Wait wait, stay there,

I'm gonna go find Jack,

don't move, all right?

Yes!

Listen, listen, you have

to come and see this.

His costume.

Look at it!

- Now that is a

f***in' costume, mate!

- Nice face paint.

Let me guess,

American psycho?

Hey babs, pour us a round

of the reagent, man!

I wanna do a shot with the

best costume in the house!

F*** me!

Are you responsible for this?

- Of course.

- The detail, man!

I can just about make out

that nasty wound, and...

Oh, the blood is perfect!

You've got some serious

talent right here!

Ah-hah!

Guys,

grab one.

A toast.

To our new-found friend.

Finally, someone who

appreciates Halloween

as much as I do!

Let's raise hell!

- Tnt, please.

- Coming up.

- Now that

is a brilliant costume

you came up with.

Wine please.

- Hmm?

Oh.

Well it's not really a costume.

- Right.

You're right, sorry.

More of a prop, isn't it?

And the suit is great.

Sort of a mental James

bond sort of thing.

I'm Maggie.

- Hello Maggie.

It is just brilliant.

I mean,

how long did it take

you to stuff that thing?

- Well it's more

of a roll, really.

Like a pig in a blanket.

- Well it is just brilliant.

Just never seen

anything like it before.

Not that well done, anyway.

- I'm sure there

are plenty of us.

Best night of the year for it.

It's much harder to

go walking around

with a dead body on

a regular evening

than it is on Halloween.

But we manage nonetheless.

Just have to know

what you're doing.

- Of course.

Cheers!

- Cheers.

- All right all you ghouls

and all you monsters out there,

hope you're enjoying

yourselves so far tonight.

Spooky, spooky night.

Look guys, I'm really sorry,

but we've just got

10 minutes left

behind the bar tonight,

just ten minutes left.

- Well I must be going now.

- What, no!

You can't go, it's Halloween!

Jack will be having

an after party.

Jack!

You're having an

after party, right?

- Mmm.

Yeah, yeah sure!

A few of you can come back

to mine for a night cap.

- Brilliant.

- No, really, I must be going.

- Why?

You haven't got work in

the morning, have you?

- I've got work right now,

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