Session 9 Page #2

GRIGGS:
Well, I guess you guys

have seen enough, huh?

Need anything else?

- GORDON:
No.

- GRIGGS:
All right.

- What's all this, Bill?

- Ah, they're punks.

Little motherfuckers come in,

and they get high, boot scag,

shoot guns.

- Destructive little bastards.

- Shoot guns... at what? At what?

Well, hopefully, each other.

- Hey Bill.

- GRIGGS:
What?

What is this?

GRIGGS:
Hey, Phil,

what, are you checking in?

Don't go in there

without your bathing suit.

Oh, yeah, this is...

this is seclusion.

That's what they called the patients'

rooms back then, seclusions.

It's some part of some therapy

that was big in the '70s.

All these cut-outs and... stuff.

You know, art therapy,

creative expression.

You know, it helped them with their...

you know, like, self-esteem.

Yeah.

Helped them feel good

about themselves and more at home.

It was creepy, huh?

PHIL:
Shades of your childhood, huh?

GRIGGS:
Yeah, there's a picture

of me at summer camp

somewhere up here.

PHIL:
Huh. Wow.

What do you think was wrong

with this one?

GRIGGS:
I don't know.

Watch out for the broken glass here.

Yeah.

Hey, you know, I got a little time.

You want to check out that cemetery?

- 750 bodies buried there. It's like...

- Gentlemen, I'm -- I'm sorry.

- What, Phil?

- I left a bag. I got to go back.

- Oh, you know where you're going?

- Yeah, middle of the bat wing, right?

You got it.

- Okay, I'll see you down here.

- PHIL:
I'll be out!

- Gum?

- No, thanks, man.

Oh, you know, I don't think I ever

congratulated you and Wendy

on your new addition.

Ah, thanks man.

Thanks!

You know, I know how long you both...

Well, you know, we're just so happy

for you and Elizabeth.

- You wanna see her?

- Oh, yeah. Bring a picture?

- I'll show you my baby.

- Aww.

Aww.

- Yeah?

- Isn't she just a doll.

- Emma.

- Oh, yeah!

Listen, I'll match Yankee's bid.

Well, this isn't how we normally do

the bidding process.

I mean, the deadline's Friday,

paperwork on my desk...

I know, I know. We'll be in on Monday,

and we'll be out the following Monday.

- I thought you said two weeks.

- One week. I'll do it in one week.

I've got four really good guys.

I'll hire another guy.

One week, we're gone.

- One week?

- One week.

- That's fast.

- Uh-huh.

I'm good for it.

You know I'm good for it.

I need the job.

I really need this job.

[ Baby crying ]

[ Dog barking ]

[ Baby continues crying ]

[ Sighs ]

WOMAN:
Roses? They're lovely!

What's the occasion, Gordon?

[ Screaming ]

[ Generator running ]

[ Electrical hum ]

Genny is up and running, sir.

- Take the mask off, Hank.

- Are the ACO levels safe, sir?

Take it off, d*ckhead.

GORDON:
Here's what I want you

to do, okay?

I want you to go down to the tunnel,

hang up those glove bags.

Tag those ducts

we looked at this morning.

Use the green slime.

You mean red, right?

Those ducts are hazards, Gordo.

- What?

- Red, right?

Yeah, red.

Hey ya, Phil.

Amy says hi.

Keep it up, d*ckhead.

Don't shoot the messenger, Phil.

I'm just relaying information.

She says to me this morning,

while we're laying in bed,

to say hi to you.

[ Chuckles ]

Keep it up.

Yeah, I got it.

That's the problem, right?

So dude, how long have you been

working with my Uncle Gordon?

- MAN:
Five whole years.

- All right.

Was he a slave driver or what?

Well, Gordon's a very reasonable

man. I'm the slave driver.

Got a couple of rules though.

Safety first, get the job done, second.

And, uh, no drugs on the job, dude.

[ Rock music playing ]

- Woo-hoo!

- What the hell is that?

So, Mike, you gonna show me

the ropes?

- This the new guy?

- They call it Jeff.

MIKE:
It's Gordon's nephew.

- Mikey didn't tell you about these?

- What?

- You can't use these.

- Why not?

Rule one, music creates

sonic vibrations.

Vibrations jiggle spooge dust

into the air.

Gets into the air,

it gets into your lungs.

This the kind of music you plan on

listening to here, buddy?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah. You trying to kill us all?

Put it away

or play something else, man.

Like Yanni or John Tesh

or something, all right?

HANK:
I'll see you guys at lunch.

I'm going down deep.

MIKE:
Later.

[ Turns down radio volume ]

Who's Yanni?

HANK:
You know, Gordo, you finally

landed us the perfect gig.

Next time someone says

what we do is crazy,

you just say, "Yeah, well,

we work in an insane asylum."

You might actually want

to be grateful, my man.

You're about to make

some decent money.

Yeah, what?

Five bucks an hour?

- You didn't tell him?

- Oh, you tell him.

Okay. $10,000 bonus.

Gordon arranged it with the town.

What's the catch?

We got to finish by the 13th.

The 13th? As in what, this Monday?

Come on, Gordo, you know

this is at least a two-week job.

That's exactly right.

So, we're gonna work our asses off.

So, what is it? Ten G's each?

If you don't like it Henry, I'll give you

a ride to the airport right now.

Let it go, Phil.

You drive me to the airport. What about Amy?

You gonna take Amy to the airport?

She likes to travel.

- I know she likes to travel...

- GORDON:
Hank!

GUARD:
Hey, guys!

I got your keys for the gate.

GORDON:
Thanks, man.

GUARD:
So, what do you think, huh?

Fifteen years really does a number

on a place.

You know, it's hard to believe

there used to be over 2,400 patients

here at one point.

JEFF:
Yeah, so why'd they

close this place down?

Nearly all these places

got closed down in the '80s.

Ya know, the budget cuts.

The Feds called it

Deinstitutionalization.

So, they just dumped the people

on the street?

Some. Some went to, like,

homecare-type programs.

So, the loonies are outside

in the real world,

and here we are with the keys

to the loony bin, boys.

[ Chuckles ]

Well, it wasn't just the budget cuts,

you know.

What was it, then, Mike?

Patricia Willard scandal, 1984.

GUARD:
Patricia Willard?

I don't recall that.

Patricia Willard, she was committed

here in the 1970s by her parents.

Manic depression, that sort of thing.

Typical adolescent crap.

But in the 1980s,

this new kind of therapy took off,

Repressed Memory Therapy.

See, the shrinks figured

that with these new techniques

they designed, they could release...

hidden memories of traumatic events

in your life:
rape, incest.

So Patricia,

with the help of her doctors,

recalls that when she was 10,

her father raped her.

But not once, right?

No, he'd do it three times a week.

And he didn't just rape her.

He came into her room at night

wearing a black robe.

He'd take her and drive her

to a wooded area

where her grandparents

and her mother were.

And they'd all have black robes on.

They'd take them off,

and group orgies would ensue.

And then they bring out the newborn.

She was forced to watch,

as her mother would cut

this baby's heart out

with a stone dagger.

She'd drink the blood,

others would eat the flesh.

Her grandfather and father

would f*** her repeatedly.

She was forced to have abortions,

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