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Oh, you're so warm.

- Look, I think I'd better...

- Hold me!

Please.

I'm dying of the cold.

Oh, God, that feels so good.

Ah, look... you don't even

know where you are, do you?

Oh, God.

Look, this is really weird.

Are you sure you know

what you're... Ow!

Hey, I think I...

I think I cut myself.

I think I cut myself

or something.

Yes.

Who is it?

Mr Walsh! What on earth

has happened to you?

I don't know. I can't

remember anything.

Were you sleepwalking?

Could you have fallen

against something outside

and then come back in

without waking up?

I doubt it. Never done

anything like that before.

Get me some stuffing, maybe

a sponge or two as well.

This wound isn't

clotting at all.

I think we're going to have to shoot in

some coagulants to get a scab to form.

Right away.

Does this hurt?

Can't feel a thing.

You can't?

My whole right side

has no feeling in it.

Just this aching

kind of tingling.

Dr. Keloid.

Maxim would like to see you.

Well, right now?

He says it's very important.

He's waiting in the hall.

Ok.

Listen...

our friend here may have had a stroke.

The General's the best place for him.

But before you plug him

up I want 10 cc of blood

drawn directly from

that wound for tests.

Then get Steve to drive

him into the city in the

ambulance. Tell him to take

lots of plasma with him.

We're going to have to

forget about the coagulants

until the General has a

chance to do an ECG on him.

Will do, Doctor.

Yes Maxim, what's up?

You told me to check around the

grounds to see if I could find out

how Mr. Walsh got hurt? I couldn't find

nothing outside. No blood, nothing.

Then Nurse Rita call me.

Watch your feet, Doctor.

The police may want

to examine it exactly

the way we found it.

Why the police?

Mr. Walsh fellow attempted to molest the

poor girl while she was still in a coma.

I've seen things like

that happen before.

Maybe he was drunk.

Hm. Her grafts have

taken amazing well.

Judy Glasberg.

You back again?

Daddy didn't think the

new nose was different

enough, so I'm in for

more alterations.

I keep telling him it looks

just like his, and he

keeps saying, 'That's why

I want you to change it.'

What's that?

I'm terrified to find out

what it really means.

All right, you! Hold

it right there!

Oh. Whatta we got here?

Hello, sweet honey pie.

What're ya drinkin'?

You come in to get

outta the cold?

I got something ya can take a drink off

of, an'it ain't no whisky, neither.

Honey pie.

You've got blood on your mouth.

Do you like me, ha?

I kin tell ya do.

Come on!

Hurry!

Lloyd, where are you going?

You can't leave yet.

They haven't figured out how come

you're bleeding all over the place.

Aw, it's slowed

down to a trickle.

- No problem.

- No problem, ha?

- How's your arm?

- It's fine.

All right.

If the night nurse comes around, I'll

tell her you're in the can, how's that?

Terrific.

- Take care of yourself.

- You, too.

Take me to Camelford. I'll tell

you where to go from there.

Rose? I thought

everyone was asleep.

Do you mind if

I get in with you?

I've been lying in bed for such a

long time, my body aches all over.

I'm so glad I ran into you.

I think I'd better get out now.

I'm getting all wrinkly.

Oh, no. Not yet. You haven't

even told me your name.

Judy Glasberg.

Mondom neki:
"Mirt hagyod,

hogy a nejed dirigljon neked?"

Mister, are you ok?

You look a little bit sick.

Do you mind if I pull over

the side of the road?

- Hello?

- Hart!

I'm in terrible trouble.

I want you to help me.

Rose? Is it really you?

Where are you? Are

you all right?

- Hart, can you hear me?

- Yes, I can hear you.

Listen, you've got to

come quick and get me.

Rose!

Tell me what's wrong?

You all right, dear?

Rose, what's wrong?

Christ! What was the

number of that place?

Doctor, I think you'd

better come with me.

I think...

I'd like to talk to

her alone first.

Ok.

Rose... I'm Dr. Keloid.

Dan Keloid.

I'm here to help

you, sweetheart.

Oh, dear.

It's all right.

Rose, we won't talk about anything right

now except how you're feeling, OK?

Good.

First thing I want to do is to check out

some of the skin grafts we did for you.

What's the matter, Rose?

Are you in pain?

Talk to me, Rose.

It's the only way I can

understand what's bothering you.

I'm hideous, Doctor.

I'm crazy and I'm a monster.

C'mon, Rose.

There's just about nothing we can't

fix if we know what's wrong.

Now, I don't want any more

games. Do what I tell you.

That's enough.

Ok.

Look at Potato-man! He is

in love with Ketchup-women.

Not now.

Excuse me.

Who is this? What do you want?

Do you know what time it is?

Listen Murray, I hate like hell

having to bother you like this,

but I'm going out of my skull.

It's ok. I was up

anyway with the baby.

- What's the matter?

- I got this phone call from the clinic.

- And?

- From Rose.

- Who?

- From Rose!

She's supposed to be in

a coma, for God's sake.

She said she was in trouble.

She wants me to help her.

She wants me to come

and get her right now.

Look, Hart - she's

confused and she's scared.

Did you phone the clinic back

and try to talk to Danny?

I did. I got to talk

to a tape recorder.

I left a message.

Ok.

OK. I tell you what

I'm going to do.

I'll phone Danny right now at his

private number, and I'll tell him

that your Rosie is making phone

calls in the middle of the night.

Then I'll pick you up

in an hour and we'll go

up to the clinic together.

How's that grab ya?

Ok, Murray.

- Thanks a hell of a lot.

- Yeah, Keep well. See you soon.

Does that hurt?

No, it doesn't hurt.

How long have you been

conscious, Rose? Do you know?

Couple of days.

Do you feel weak?

I feel strong.

I feel very strong.

Rita tells me you refused

to let her attach you

to your intravenous

nutrient bottles. Why?

I don't need them. They

make me feel sick.

I don't understand.

They've got to be your

only source of food.

They're not.

They haven't been for

a couple of days.

- Not since that man...

- Man?

What are you talking about?

I'll show you.

- Half a BBQ chicken to go.

- Yes, sir.

Half a BBQ chicken to go.

And... will that be all?

Hey, Mister. Did you

know you're bleeding?

It's nothin'.

- Musta had a rough night, Buddy.

- I can't remember too good.

Here is your order, Sam.

Hey, Buddy. I think

that one's mine.

I said... I think that

one's mine, Buddy.

I gotta eat. I gotta eat.

I gotta eat...

I don't hit nobody with glasses.

Now calm down!

You're sure you want

to do this one, Dan?

Louise and I could handle

it with no trouble.

I'll be fine.

You were pretty

groggy this morning.

Cut yourself shaving?

I'll be fine.

Scalpel.

Sponge.

Do you want me to complete

the stitching, Dr. Keloid?

I need... I need something

to cut with, Dr. Rushton.

- You want the scissors now, Doctor?

- Yes. The scissors now.

Scissors.

Dan...!

Rita, Dr. Keloid's gone crazy.

He's killing everybody!

There's blood everywhere!

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