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Says that you're quite a fighter.

You never give up on a patient.

He also told you I had my license

suspended, so I'll need a release...

Any doctor who'll take a job

in this godforsaken place.

...has to have some problems.

Dr. Javitz also told me what happened,

and I have to say I really admire you.

I just hope you can help my brother.

You see, he's the only family

that I have left.

- I love him very much.

- Thank you.

- Welcome.

- This is Dr. Dodgson.

- Hello.

- She'll be staying with us for a while.

Thank you, dear.

Violette and Ramon here...

...they've been with us forever.

They're really like family.

They practically raised Wesley and I.

So if there's

anything you need, just ask.

Mr. Claybourne,

if your brother has encephalitis.

...there's not much I can do for him

except monitor his condition.

- And put him on a healthy regimen...

- That's not gonna be easy.

- Encephalitis is part of the problem.

- What's the other part?

- He has brain seizures...

- That's not uncommon.

You don't understand. What makes

the medical problem difficult is...

This is gonna sound strange.

My brother, um...

...he thinks that he's a zombie.

Well, not really a zombie.

He thinks someone

is messing with his mind.

Aah!

Hi.

Oh, hi.

I'm sorry.

- Dr. Dodgson, I'm Caro.

- Uh-huh.

Paul thought maybe I could help you.

I used to help Dr. Winsvold,

minor stuff.

Maybe you could help me

with something here.

I'm going through Wesley's

medical records...

...trying to get up to speed,

and I get data up to three months ago.

After that date, nothing,

which makes no sense.

When did Dr. Winsvold leave?

Two months ago, right?

There's a one month gap in the data.

He didn't leave. He died.

He what?

Didn't Paul?...

No, maybe I shouldn't.

No, maybe I misunderstood him.

What did he die of?

I think it was a heart attack.

Mr. Hope, a friend of Paul,

used to be a doctor.

He came and examined the body.

I think he said it was a heart attack.

You're very pretty.

Hmm?

- Would you model for me?

- I'm sorry, what?

Do you want to model for me? I sculpt.

Oh.

If you have some time.

So, when are you going

to go see Wesley?

Tomorrow morning.

I can go with you, if you'd like.

He's a little funny at first,

but I get along with him.

He's great.

Wesley was a great musician...

...and he is so funny.

You sound like you're in love with him.

Everybody is in love with him.

Come. Get him in the car.

Oh!

You see what I'm talking about?

- Where is he going?

- I don't know.

I ask him, but he won't tell me.

Can I get you something,

perhaps a nightcap?

No, thanks. I'm just gonna

get a good night's sleep...

- Focus on the challenge.

- Well, that it is.

But I feel you're up for it.

'Night, Alice.

- Good night.

- Sleep tight.

If you change your mind

about that nightcap...

Dr. Dodgson! Doctor! Are you OK?

Comin'.

Comin'!

- Hi...

- Good morning.

Hi, um, uh...

I'm sorry if I woke...

Did I wake you up?

No, I'll be ready in a minute.

You know, um, I... I can go by myself.

And, you know, it's quite nice.

I can just kind of wander around...

- Whatever.

- Come on, girl.

I'll put on some coffee.

Um...

Wow, you're really, really good.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

I don't sell much.

Well, if I had money I'd buy one.

You're a doctor and you're not rich?

That's right.

Girl, we both gotta get serious

about getting rich.

while we're still young and beautiful.

So, listen, last night I...

I found something in my shower.

A mongoose? They're all over the place.

No, not a mongoose.

It was a doll

with rusty nails stuck in it.

Somebody put obeah on you,

but don't worry...

...it only work if you believe it does.

What's obeah?

Obeah. It's voodoo, Jamaican version.

If you don't take it too seriously

it's like disco.

Voodoo is like disco?

Yeah, you know. You dance hard...

...you drink a lot of rum,

smoke some ganja.

Your head goes to a different place.

You feel sexy and fun,

really, really loose.

So, the airlines lost your luggage?

My luggage? No.

Oh, because of what I'm wearing?

Oh, no, this isn't what

I was wearing yesterday.

It looks like what I was wearing

'cause I have multiples.

...just to keep things simple.

- It's a fresh pair, like a uniform.

- Really?

So, you're gonna let me lend you

a dress for dinner tonight?

A dress?

Doctor.

Wesley lives there.

Maybe I should go first,

just to get him ready.

- Is that OK? All right.

- Yeah.

Wesley?

Doctor.

Rough night.

Wesley, come on.

Wesley.

Hi. Dr. Alice Dodgson.

You know, I'm gonna be honest with you.

I don't need a doctor.

I'm sorry, does my breath smell awful?

I've smelled worse.

So, how are you doing this morning?

Wow.

So young and already so deep

into the medical bullshit.

If I felt great, why would my brother

drag you all the way out here?

To see...

Sit down, sit down.

You know, I hate to sound like

those doctors you're so fond of...

...but drinking and lymphocytosis

are a pretty bad mix.

What makes you think

that I have lymphocytosis?

Your medical records.

Actually, my medical records

say atypical lymphocytosis.

Atypical, as in "we don't know

what the f*** we're talking about. "

If you don't mind, I'm gonna

take your blood pressure...

...listen to your heart and lungs.

Open your shirt.

Well, looks like I got myself

my own Polidori.

What's a Polidori?

Byron's Polidori?

Give me a big breath.

I'm impressed. I never met

a doctor who reads poetry.

Who's Byron? What's a Polidori?

Big breath.

Byron, the poet, had a

personal physician named Polidori.

Did you know Polidori

had a big crush on Byron?

Byron was a battybwoy?

All right, roll up your shirt sleeve.

I'm gonna take your blood pressure...

- Take some blood...

- No, no, no, no. No blood.

Sorry, I'm sick of you doctors

sucking my blood.

What I have, there is nothing

that you can do anything about.

What is it that you think you have?

You wouldn't understand...

- If I'm able to help you at all...

- This is over. It's over, I said!

I'm sorry. It's just nothing has worked.

Does he really think he's a zombie?

That's bizarre.

He seems like a smart guy.

Oh, and where does he go at night?

- Wait, you don't want to tell me?

- No, it's not that.

I know it's obeah-related.

- How can I help him if?...

- I don't know exactly what he does.

OK, um, do you know

where I can find J. B?

As a voodoo priest, could

your father turn someone into a zombie?

As a voodoo priest, could

your father turn someone into a zombie?

My father? I don't know if he'll talk

to you about such things...

I'm asking just so I can understand...

...you know, what Wesley

considers to be his problem.

How is it defined?

What are the symptoms of that state?

It's a sickness of the soul.

If someone's soul is sick...

...do you know which medicines to give him?

No, I don't do souls.

- What ya look for?

- My sunglasses.

I thought maybe

I left them here yesterday.

You're not gonna tell, no?

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