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That's how they were tracking me!

They planted a chip in my f***ing gums!

- Where's the tracking device?

- Where's the tracking device?

I smashed into a million goddamn pieces!

Goddamn it! F***ing p*ssy!

Come on! Do it!

Look. Come see. Come see.

Here, it's right here.

F***! Okay, it's here.

No, no, no, wait, wait, wait. F*** me.

Wait, wait, wait! Okay?

So, here's the pieces of the tooth,

- and here's...

- I don't see anything.

Here's the piece of it!

Look, look, do you see that?

I see something!

It looks like metal, Ed! Look!

I told you! Look...

No! Wait, stop! Where are you going?

You don't believe me?

No, I don't believe you.

This is exactly like the last time.

Take a f***ing look around you!

This is classic, paranoid schizophrenic

behavior rearing itself up.

- Have you been taking your pills?

- Okay, don't call me a schizophrenic.

- I am not a schizophrenic!

- Lyla doesn't believe you, either. Do you, Lyla!

Why did you come here? Why don't you just

leave and let me handle this mess by myself?

Because we care about you!

You are not well!

Yeah? Then what the f*** do I have

locked in that basement door?

I don't know, but I'm gonna

find out right f***ing now!

Hey! No!

Wait! No! Stop! No, stop.

Don't do this to yourself.

You listen to me good and hard, okay,

'cause here are the facts.

- I have the facts, you don't have anything.

- You had your chance, now you let me speak!

Proceed!

Dr. Menken showed me

the tapes of your sessions.

I know you weren't experimented on, okay?

No, I know that.

Look, you don't know sh*t!

Martin, you might think you were,

but you weren't! Okay?

This is exactly like the last time!

No, this is nothing like last time!

This is real!

Oh, is it real? Is it real like Edith?

- Edith? Edith?

- Don't you do that. You remember Edith.

No, that's not the same thing.

- Was Edith actually a spy from the Army?

- Stop it! Stop it!

Was she really feeding you

arsenic in those pills?

You know, I saw her at the clinic,

Martin. She was still working there.

Her scars are still pretty bad,

but she asked about you.

Yeah, she was glad to hear

you were still doing okay.

- Shut up!

- The Army isn't out to get you, Martin.

There was no arsenic in those pills.

There is no monster in that basement now.

You think you have all the answers,

but I am begging you.

I am f***ing begging you!

Please, man, brother, just go!

Please! Before it's too late!

You are a victim, okay?

Look, you are a victim

of an organization...

Don't do that, Martin! You were

a victim of an organization

that is so hungry for man power

that they will accept anybody.

Now it is a crime, okay?

But it's not your fault!

Look, there are people

who can help you. All right?

Look, Lyla and I can help you!

We won't leave you alone this time, all right.

No, no, we'll get you the help that you need.

- No, okay, okay, okay, now listen to me.

- No, please! Look, Martin!

Please just let me make this right.

No, the other guys in my platoon!

They were dropping like flies! Right?

Every one of them.

One-by-one dead! No trace of them!

Doesn't that seem

even the slightest bit odd to you?

Doesn't it seem like somebody, somewhere

is trying to get rid of any evidence? Right?

So what if they gave us

all a disease? Right?

What if there's a whole bunch

of patience zeroes out there, okay?

And there's not too long before

it takes you to track it back to the source!

Just come with me, please?

Just come on. We'll...

we'll get in the car, all right?

We'll get in the car

and we'll just drive. And...

Ed! That thing will kill me.

It will kill you and it will kill Lyla.

And if it gets out,

who knows what it will do!

There is no monster in the basement.

- There's no pod.

- No? Then how'd this happen?

It's not getting better.

I think it's getting... much, much worse.

That thing down there, it's got something

in it's blood and it's... infected me.

I swear to God, if you let it

scratch you, it'll infect you.

Oh, f*** me, man!

F***. F***!

F***!

Okay. No, no, no. Oh, sh*t, it's been

f***ing with my vision. That's all.

Whatever it is, there's something

poisoned in its blood.

You gotta believe me! Oh, God!

I need to talk to you.

- Do you really think they put something...

- Now!

- What do you think?

- What do I think?

I think this is worse than I thought,

that's what I f***ing think.

What if he's telling the truth?

What if what? What if what?

I don't know. I don't know.

He seems pretty convinced.

What about this suggests

that he's telling the truth?

- Did you take a f***ing look at this sh*t?

- I'm just trying to see it from all sides!

This is so goddamn typical.

I told you not to team up on me with this.

- I told you to say on my f***ing side!

- I am still on your side!

Then how can you even entertain

the sh*t he's talking?

Because it's Martin, Ed!

Lyla, sometimes people...

their minds unearth sickness, okay?

He is sick!

All right? He has scratches

all over his f***ing body.

They are self-inflicted

and they are very infected.

The longer we let him run around

and keep doing this sh*t

he's gonna start thinking that we're part of

the grand conspiracy, too. You want that?

But what if... what if he really does have

something trapped in the basement?

- What if he found something in the woods?

- What? What? A f***ing pod?

A government assassin?

Jesus Christ, what if he's got

the f***ing mailman down there, Lyla?

Look, he's just making stories, okay?

They are f***ing... these narratives.

He's connecting roundabout dots. Right?

To ease his guilt about Mom

and Dad's death.

So that he doesn't feel responsibility

for getting kicked out of the f***ing army!

He was kicked out of the army?

Yeah. Yeah. It was some

other grandiose story,

some other conspiracy theory.

And he's gonna keep doing it.

He's gonna keep doing it until

we get him some real help. Okay?

But I thought you said that this happens

to soldiers all the time.

Lyla, I lied! Okay? It doesn't.

Look, he got caught trying

to take a tank off the base.

When they arrested him,

they committed him.

And he attacked a nurse

and tried to rip her f***ing face off!

That was his time in the army.

That's where he's been.

Oh, f***.

Here.

Thanks.

Tastes like kerosene.

What are we gonna do?

I'll tell you what we're gonna do.

We're gonna go down there and give him

an ultimatum. That's what we're gonna do.

Doesn't seem like he's gonna take one.

I'm gonna tell him he has

two choices then, okay?

One of them is to get in our car quietly

and go with us to the clinic

to see his doctor.

Dr. Nick?

Dr. Nick.

He's not gonna like that, Ed.

- I'm aware.

- He could do something bad.

Really bad.

That's why I have this.

What the f*** do you think you're doing?

You can't just stick him with a needle

like he's some kind of animal.

All right, okay, look, it is very mild.

It won't even put him out. All right?

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