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Hellhole (1985)
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I'm sorry I scared you. That's okay. I'm just a little nervous. That's all. Mommy, look, I know you are. Everything's gonna be okay. I promise. I know. Say, aren't you gonna be late for class? I mean, you gotta take a shower. Dinner's gonna be ready pretty soon. Don't you wanna know where I put the papers? You know, I'm not even sure I... I know why I had you hide the papers. Mr. Monroe probably doesn't even know they're missing. Listen... Mom, you gotta play it safe. It's better. I know. That's exactly why I am taking them to the police in the morning. Good. Okay? Now, would you go take your shower? Okay. Love you. I love you, too. Don't worry. Okay? Please. Everything should be fine. Susan? How are ya? Who are you? You know those papers you got? I'd like to have 'em. I don't know what papers you're talking ab... Yes, you do. The bank statements. Dr. Monroe doesn't wanna spend the next ten years in jail. Come on, what did you do? Hide the papers? Huh? Where'd you hide 'em? In the sauce? Hmm? Having a good time? Isn't this fun? Huh? Huh? Take the key and lock her up - Lock her up, lock her up - Please... Take the key and lock her up, my fair lady Oh! Fucking bitch! Susan! You bitch! - Gonna get you! - No! Oh, no, you don't. ...falling down London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady Hey, is dinner ready? Die, bitch, just die! Mom? Mommy! Mom. Mom. Mom. Holy shit! The big fucking idiot! No. No. No. No! No! No! I can't believe that you've done this to my life! Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a fucking minute, will ya? Stop worrying about it, man. I did my job. They're both dead. You didn't kill her. She was in the county hospital. Now, Mr. Monroe is on the state board of examiners, and he had to pull a few strings to have her transferred to a sanitarium in his jurisdiction, so he could keep his eye on her. Aw. Tomorrow you start work as an orderly there. Oh, hey, wait a minute, now. How am I gonna go in there as an orderly, huh? She's gonna remember what I look like! She's got amnesia. And if you're not there when she remembers, we're all dead. Understand? Hey, I got an idea. Why don't we kill her? Because of the papers, remember? You know, after you fucked up, I had to take the body and put it in a car. - Mmm, mmm, mmm. - I didn't even find the papers. Hey, you know, I'm sick and tired of this asswipe following me around. And because of that, I'm gonna charge you an extra 5,000 dollars. 5,000 dollars? That's right. 5,000 now and 5,000 upon delivery. 5,000 dollars? I oughta make you fucking pay for this. You murdered her! Hey! Listen, buddy boy. My murder is your murder. You understand? Don't forget that. Nurse Turner to the outpatients clinic, please. Nurse Turner to the outpatients clinic. Dr. Robinson to the front office. Dr. Robinson to the front office. Only her? Nurse Turner to the outpatients clinic. All right, give me a D-5 and the results this afternoon. Very good. Nurse Turner to the outpatients clinic, please. - Whoo! - Stop it! Let go of me! Okay, look. Okay, sweetheart, I've got her. I've got her. Come on, now. Come on. I've got her. It's okay. Go back to your room. I'll get to see you later. Hi, there, kiddo. How you doin'? I'm Ron Stevens, and you'll be one of my charges while you're here. Why am I in a wheelchair? Can I walk? I'm afraid not, Susan. Not till Dr. Fletcher sees you. It's regulations. You had a pretty bad fall. Come on. You have amnesia, Susan. One of those strange locked doors within your mind. I know the mind very well. I just don't understand why I'm here, Dr. Fletcher. Because you're safe here. Your mother's employer, Dr. Monroe, had you sent here while she's on vacation. He's on our board of examiners, so he asked me to look after you. I can open and shut those doors for you. You need me, Susan. I will take care of you. I'm not sick. I just can't remember, that's all. You're not mentally ill, but you are emotionally disturbed. Because of your condition. I can remember everything that's happened since I've been here. Why can't I remember what happened before? Something traumatic, probably. I'm tired now, Susan. And I'm sure you must be, too. That will be all for today. Whoa! Look out, girls. Coming through. - Look out, sweetheart. - Oh! Are you okay? You all right? Get your hands off of me. Come on, now. Calm down. Goddamn son of a bitch! - Hey, behave yourself. - Goddamn you! Honey, honey, behave yourself. - Come on! - Damn it! Come on, come on, come on! Behave yourself! Behave yourself! That's it. That's... Sweetie, are you okay? No, I'm not okay. I thought you said they were harmless. And I'm not gonna ride in that wheelchair. Susan, calm down. I understand, but for your own good, don't make waves. Okay, we'll walk. Goddamn. Listen, I'm not crazy. I don't belong here. Susan, you've lost your memory. That'll come back in time. These people here live in their memory, and that'll probably never change. Take it easy. You'll be all right. I am all right. But you need time to heal. As my mother says, ''Let things unfold.'' This is Daisy. Daisy, this is Susan. Why don't you two sit for a while, and I'll go finish the paperwork. I'll be right back. Daisy, take care of her. Make her feel at home. Relax now. Leave me alone! Chase me around the sand! Kill her! - Okay. Okay. - Stop it! Stop it! - Ladies! Stop it! - Take it easy, take it easy! All right, you fucking cunts. Knock it off. Linda! Son of a bitch. You're Fletcher's meat now. You're never gonna be the same. No, no, no! Who are they? Oh, you don't want to mess with them. No! They belong to death. - Hear her scream? - Help me! No! She's now part of Hellhole. Hellhole? Yes. And once they take you to Hellhole, you don't never come back. Bitch! This'll be the last time you do this. Come on. Okay. Shh, shh, shh! Don't open your mouth, don't say a word, don't do anything. If I take my hand away, you promise you won't say nothing? Huh? Promise? Huh? Okay. You got what I want, now, where is it? Huh? Where are they? Don't move. Where are they? You don't know nothin', do you? Hey, you like my new 'do? Huh? Come on. You know me. You know me. Come on, bitch. You know me. How's your mother? Huh? Sweetheart, you remember your mother? Now, listen to me... You get me what I want, or you're gonna stay here for a long, long time. We put you here, and we'll keep you here until you die! You understand, bitch? Hey, scumbag! Oh, oh! What the hell are you doing, man? What you think you're doing in there, huh? Go give somebody a pill, will ya? Hey, I'm talking to you! What the fuck is the matter with you, man? Huh? Huh? Huh? It's okay, darling. Go back to sleep. Everything's under control. Don't worry. He's gone. Are you all right? I'm fine. What was that creep doing here? I just woke up, and he was there. What was he saying to you? He threatened me, and he was asking me questions. What questions? He said they'd gotten you here and they were gonna keep you here? What does that mean? I don't know. Have you ever seen him before? Damn it, I don't remember! What does he want from me? I don't know, but I'm gonna find out. Do you know how... how frustrating it is... not to know who you are? Maybe it can be a relief. People are always telling each other their life stories. For a little while now, you don't have to do that. You're in a kinda... state of grace. I'm glad you're here. I'm gonna find out why you're here. What's Hellhole? Susan, it's very important that you don't ever mention that again. Well, what is it, damn it? It's something... For your safety, for now, I want you to promise me that you won't mention Hellhole to anyone. Will you promise me that? Who is it? It's me, Vera. What's the matter with you, huh? When I tell you to come here tonight after dinner, I mean after dinner, not after Johnny Carson, you know what I mean? I'm sorry, daddy. It ain't easy sneaking around this joint. Mmm. I love when you call me ''daddy''. Hmm. Yeah, I know. It's like Coney Island in here, you know? So tell me, what'd you find out, huh? Mmm, Fletcher likes to play doctor. She does, huh? Oh, we gotta play layout... That depends. Let me see. Let me see. Stand there. Yeah. Wow. This isn't exactly House Beautiful. You ain't seen anything yet. Hmm. - Ooh. - Why don't we use the bed? Ooh. You turn me on. Yeah, huh? Yeah, take your panties off. That's... Ah! Oh, yeah. Nice! - Nice! - Mmm. Let me get a nice little crotch shot. Ah, that's beautiful, huh? Huh? Come on, baby, gimme a nice pose. Come on, baby. Ooh. Mmm, baby. Listen to me, okay? I want you to find out all you can about that half a fag Stevens. Wow, you're into guys? No, I'm not into guys. I'm into swine, moron. I want you to find out all you can about that asshole. I don't trust him. You understand? Huh? You'll do that for daddy, won't you? - But I'm scared, daddy. - Mmm. If Fletcher catches me snooping around, she'll dump me down in that basement with the rest of her rejects. What basement? What rejects? What are you talking about? Down in Hellhole. - Mmm, Hellhole. - You think you've got drugs, daddy? Mmm. She's got stuff that'll turn you inside out. What kind of drugs are they? Stuff she's been using to make horrible experiments on people. Oh, yeah? And if you're lucky, you die. Mmm. And if not, you end up locked in a cage down in that basement forever. Mmm. You just... You just do the right thing for daddy, won't you? Hmm? I'll do anything for my pretty daddy. Good. Come here. Hey, Nicki, toss me some soap, will ya? Here, use mine. It's hyperallergenic. Thanks. Mmm, smells pretty. Here, I'll do it. Thanks. Mmm, that's good. Relax. You've met that orderly Stevens, haven't you? Yeah. So? So, what do you know about him? I don't know nothin'. Well, what can you find out? What is this, 20 Questions or something? Hey, slut! You keep your slimy paws to yourself. That chick happens to be mine. Ooh. Well, why don't you go sign up for tennis, moo moo? Maybe they can use your tits to play a set with. I'll meet you in the under-room. And don't forget my towel. I'll bring you your towel, you bitch! Fight! Fight! They're really fighting! Here's your towel. Ooh! Get her! Get her! Hit her! Yeah! Yeah! Hit her! Hit her! Cut it out! Cut it out! Any more of these antics, any more, and I'm gonna turn you over to Fletcher for some of her little experiments. And she's gonna make real monkeys out of ya. - Wow! - I can't believe it! Are you okay? Must be the drugs they put you on, eh? Eat, Desiree. Get strong. So what did you dream last night? A real weird one. Must be those blue pills they give you. I'm getting out of here! I can't stand it anymore! What's the matter, honey? Aren't you hungry? No. You want my breakfast? Sure! It's all right, isn't it? Fine. Too much television. No! Don't eat it! It's poison! The devil! Poisoned the food! Don't eat it! It's poisoned! Stop laughing! Come here, you. Stupid goddamn... Get off that table! What are you doing? Listen to me! God told me! No! Don't, please! Please, Dr. Fletcher! Don't send me to Hellhole! Please, Dr. Fletcher! - No! - Jesus Christ. All right, let's clean this place up. Evelyn, I think we just might be right this time. I'm adding exactly 5 cc's of phenadrinatol to our solution of diuride. We might just be able to rid her brain of those fears and the hysterias... permanently. That's 5 cc of phenadrinatol? Uh-huh. You know, I've got a good feeling about this. I think we just might be on the verge of a big breakthrough. We've always been on the verge. Uh-huh. But if we keep it under control... maybe we won't have any more failures. Miles, I'll worry about the failures. Are you afraid? What are you afraid of? - Hmm? - The devil. The devil? And what do you perceive the devil to be? You. Dane, hold her head. Hurts! No fear. No fear. Evelyn, this is it. We have the first chemical lobotomy. Fear. No. Quick... 5 more cc. No, Evelyn, you can't do that. Miles, get me 5 more cc! No, I won't! We've come too far! Damn you. Goddamn it, you can't give her any more. You know what her reaction will be. You could kill her. Get out! Get out of my lab! All right. But know this, you're taking full responsibility for this. Get out of here! No, don't die. Please, don't die. Shit. You had to give her more, didn't you? Don't get moral on me. Christ, Evelyn, the girl is dead. That's the price you have to pay for science, Miles. You should know that. Oh, science. Give me a break. You're just using science for your own little power trip. I am using science as an excuse for accidental death. Don't bullshit me, Miles. You're getting off, too. Oh, that's good rationalization, doctor. The fact is the girl died. She's not the first. And even worse, if they don't die, they become living nightmares down... - That's enough! - No, it's not enough, doctor. You're just using these experiments for your own sexual hang-ups. At least, I have sexual hang-ups. You won't even have sex. Sidnee, hi. It's Ron. I gotta talk fast, so listen. I've been to Hellhole, I saw them kill a girl. Good God, then, it's true. Do you know where the body is? It's gotta still be there. The point is, now is the time for you to move. I can't go to the authorities on hearsay. I have to have evidence. They're trying chemical lobotomies here, like we busted 'em for in Oregon. You're worried about your reputation? I don't believe you. You had evidence then, Ron. You don't now. What can I do? My hands are tied. I'm asking you to do something, Sidnee, before this happens again. You move fast, you have all the evidence you need. You get your ass in gear, spring a surprise investigation, we'll bust this fuckin' place wide open. Ron, stay calm. I'll do my best. Do me a favor, find out anything you can about a Susan Walker from Sandstone Park and an orderly, name of Taylor. I gotta go. Bye. Evelyn, my dear girl, I think we've got a problem. Wow. It's Mr. Clean. Save your compliments, will you, Monroe? You owe me one. What'd you find out? I found out I look good with short hair. She don't remember nothin'. What do you mean, she don't remember nothin'? I mean she don't remember nothin'. But she could also be fakin' it. But I don't think so. Goddamn it, what's takin' so long? Ooh. You know, you didn't send me into no Plaza Hotel. It's a fuckin' nuthouse you sent me to. The doctor runs the joint, she's got legs that start from here. There's also some punk, uh, orderly. His name is, uh... Stevens. I'm gonna give him a beatin'. Keeps fuckin' around with me. I don't care what you do, just do it. Okay, okay, take it easy. I got it covered. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Remember... ...smooth as silk. Yeah. Thanks for ruinin' my day off. Blast off? Jesus Christ, I don't think I can take any more. You can take it. Here, hit on this. Of course! It's the goons! I thought so. Stealin' drugs from the dispensary. Second time this month, isn't it? Isn't it? Take her down to the hole. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a snitch. No, please! No, please! No! She stays with us. I have special plans for this one. Listen... The loonies are singin'. It's party time! Party time! Party! Come on, it's a party! Come on! It's a party! It's a party! Come on! I gotta get outta here. Party time! We're gonna have a party! All right, all right, all right. I can't authorize this. Back to your room. Back to your room. Party! Party! Yeah! Come on. Let's party. - Here we go. Yeah. No... - The party's... - Back-Back to your... - Hey, get back here! Hey! Hey, you! Come back here! Come on! You know you want it. Come on, baby, let's hump. Yeah, give it to me. Hey! Is anybody in here? What the hell are you...? Hiya, sweetheart. Remember me? You do? Yes. That's nice. Remember your mother? No. - You bullshitting me? - No. Come on, now. What are you gonna do? Do? Oh, haven't decided yet. By the way, you remember those papers? Where... Where are those papers now? I don't know what you're talking about. Oh, come on. You remember. Come on. Let's cut the shit now. Listen, hun, it's me you're talking to. Now, where's the...? Where's the paper? I don't remember. I want to, I... I... You can remember. Please. Come on. Remember. For me. Do it for daddy. Please. I can't remember. Pretty please. With sugar on it. I won't hurt ya. Cross my heart and hope to die. What are you doing here? How did he get in here? I don't know. I'm sorry. I don't know how he got in here. I came in through the window, doc. I'm sorry. - Should I break his fucking neck? - No. Go outside and make sure you don't break your own neck. Yes, Dr. Fletcher. I see you found the beef, huh, doc? What are you doing with her? Ooh, nothin'. Just, uh, trying to get her, uh, memory back. Well, how concerned of you. Who are you? Her mother come back from vacation? That's cute, doc. That's real cute. No, I figured, uh, we'd, uh, scare it out of her. Pretty primitive. Yeah. Oh, well, then, you know what we can do? Use some of this sodium pentothal crap. If I use the wrong crap on her, what if I bury her brains? Okay, I'll buy your shit. For now. Thank you. Let me give you some advice, doc. Don't fuck with me. Why not? 'Cause if you don't do what I tell ya, your ass will be in deep trouble. My ass, as you so poetically put it, is always in deep trouble. Evelyn? Evelyn, I knew it. I told you so. Goddamn Board of Medical Examiners is here. Fuck. It was that Stevens guy. They're on to us. I'll talk to you soon. But, remember, don't touch a hair on her. Dane, you've got 10 minutes to clean this place up. I'll go out there, I'll say something to them. Get this place together. And keep that big blue goon off her. Take it easy. I wonder where he is. What? Never mind. He'll sleep real cozy tonight. We are supposed to meet Dr. Fletcher here at the... I'm sorry I'm late. It seems I was the only one who wasn't told you were coming. I know this is short notice, but there are things I'd like to see around here. Of course. That's why you're here. Well, can we get on with this little inspection? Yes. Let's start inside. No. Uh... There's nothing I'd like to see in there. Dr. Fletcher? Yes, Dr. Hammond? I know that building's used for storage. Uh, do you use it for anything else? Uh, no. It was used for research in the past, and it's a dead building now. This is the sandbox that I had installed instead of a swimming pool. I really feel that sand is much more therapeutic than water... I wanna see that building. Is that really necessary, Sidnee? We came here to inspect. Let's inspect. By all means, Dr. Hammond. Lady, the way that you handle these doors. Well, thank you. Where does that corridor lead to? It's an old underground corridor. It goes back to the main building. Oh. So, um... We'll go this way. Hey. Dr. Fletcher only gave us 10 minutes. I don't know if that's enough time to do you right, baby. What's the matter, baby? Please don't tie me up. Why do you have to tie me up? Look, I won't... I'll do anything you want, just please... Hey, that sounds real tempting. I wish I had more time. But I don't. Just lay down. Formaldehyde? Well, this was the old morgue. Fortunately, we rarely have to use it. That does it. We've seen everything. Shall we go back? You must be exhausted. What's in there? Dr. Hammond, it's the boiler room. Come on, now, Sidnee, we are not going to inspect the boiler room. While we're here, Dr. Bloom. Do you mind? Oh, really, Dr. Hammond, don't you think that's ridiculous? Is it? Damn it. What's down there? Nothing. I mean, the lower part of the boiler is down there. That's all. Look, I really do not care to inspect the bowels of this building. It'll just take a moment. Hey, baby, it won't be too bad. Look, kind of think of it as like having your own private room at the Hilton. Yeah. Isn't this fun? Stop it! Get back! Get back! You like it! You love it! Please stop it! Whee! Whee! Hey! You get back in! Get that girl out! She's got no business being in here. Shh! Come! Hey! Leave her alone! Get her out of here. Shh! Be quiet! Shh! Just be quiet! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shut up, will you? Dr. Hammond! I must insist that we have seen enough! You bitch. I beat you, and you know it. Damn it. Mmm, yeah. It's so good. Mmm. You think this works? Your nipples are getting hard. No, silly. I mean the mud therapy. I don't know. Dr. Fletcher says that this will help cure my nymphomania. Aw, gee whiz. I didn't know you had a drug problem. Not drugs, silly. Nymphomania. Oh. Well, what do we have here? Ooh, nice. Huh? You know, if Fletcher caught you two in here, your ass would be grass. And my pud would be mud. Who is he? Where did he come from? Oh, I'm the, uh... I'm the, uh... mud control inspector. Oh, control me. Ooh, I wanna be rolled and controlled. Oh. What's this you have here? Huh? Holding out on me? Whoo! Whoo! God, it's the real thing, man. This is pure crystal meth. I mean, like... Whoo! The white knight is here! I tell you what, you be a piece of bread... ...and you, you be a piece of cheese. Provolone cheese. And I'll be baloney. And together we'll make a sandwich. How do you like that, huh? What are you laughing at? Huh? Don't think I'm gonna do it. Huh? Uh-oh. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. I feel like I'm in a lake. Oh, boy. Look at that. This is nice. Okay, why don't you move over here? Oh, oh, she's nice. Why didn't you tell me she was so nice? Oh, boy, oh, boy. Double your pleasure, double your fun with a mud bath with two broads that's better than one. Nice. Huh? Ow! Hey, man, come on. When I told you I meant baloney, I meant it metaphorically. Now, get outta here. Don't use those big words with me, buster. I know you just wanna dip your stick with Laura. You bet your ass. Well, enjoy it while you still can. What does that mean? Enjoy it while you still can. Well, what is that supposed to mean? Huh? Huh? What is that supposed to mean? Tell me. Come on. Tell daddy. Huh? Tell daddy. What does it mean? What are you talking about? What are you talking about? I overheard Fletcher... You overheard her what? I overheard her talking with that goon of hers. What goon? The... the blue goon, Brad? Huh? Huh? She was telling him to take care of you. - She... - What do you mean ''take care of''? She knows you've been snooping around. Oh, yeah? Yeah? So what is she gonna do? Huh? What is she gonna do? She wants to kill you. Get outta here! Go ahead! Get outta here! You too. Beat it. - Anything else? - Another Coke, please. Another Coke, hun. You got it, Tony. Thank you. And some mustard and ketchup. Comin' up. There you are. Anything else? - No, perfect. Thank you. - All right. Next. Ron, I'm... I'm really sorry about what happened to you, but it still doesn't alter the fact that you weren't there. You're missing the point, Sidnee. You've already embarrassed me once. If it hadn't been for Mr. Monroe intervening, I wouldn't be with the board any longer. You said that already. But you're asking me to help you get someone out. How do you expect me to justify this to the board at a time when...? Oh, Sidnee, Sidnee, you're so full of bureaucratic bullshit, you can't see straight. Wait a minute. You wait a minute, pal. I'm talking to her. Now, listen. There's a woman in there whose life is in danger right now, and I'm not gonna let her get a needle in the brain while you wait around to get the right kind of evidence, so you don't lose face in front of your board of directors! Keep your personal life out of this. She has amnesia. I was told that her mother's out of town and can't be reached. Your problem is you let your emotional life get in the way of your job. Well, it's been nice working with you, kiddo. Ron, what are you gonna do? I'll get you your goddamn evidence. And if it's not too late already, I'm getting Susan out of there. Is this the kind of professional that you use? I want him off the case. And if you pursue this any further, I'll have the authorities on you. I don't give a flying fuck what you do. Ron. Be careful. What's going on? You two again. What's that? Glue. How very juvenile. Don't touch me! Don't touch me? Stay away from me, you filthy piece of shit! Don't you ever raise your hand to me again. Now go to your room. Ron! Put this uniform on. We're getting out of here. Now, there's one thing that I have to do, so I'll be right back. - Please don't go. - I'll be right back, sweetheart. Just don't leave this room. Okay? Okay. You're nervous. Why are you nervous? Well, I don't know. I... You wanna get high? I know you like to get high. It's okay. So do I. And, uh, after all, I'm a doctor. Drugs are my specialty. Here. What is it? It's gonna get you a lot higher than glue. Why don't you take off your gown? Go in. Hello! Get me outta here! Somebody! Goddamn it! Hello? I'm buried in sheets! Anybody! Help! This feels good. Are you gonna get us some more drugs, Dr. Fletcher? Shit! Florence Nightingale and her sacred vow to humanity. Hush! Shh! Shh! I dedicate this performance to you, my most faithful fan. Krista, five minutes to curtain. You'd better hurry up. Go on. Hi. Hi. You must be new here. Yeah, uh, I... I used to work the day shift. Oh. I've been on vacation for a week. Why did you switch to nights? I've been trying to get on days for months. Have you announced curtain yet? Krista, what are you doing out of your room? Susan and I are in a show tonight. Who? Susan. She's playing my maid. But you'll have to change your costume, though. Wear what you had on when they first brought you here. Uh, come here a minute, will ya? Come back here, you bitch! Come back here! Chinga! Stop it! Soto! Syringe, quick! Stop it! God...! Bitch! Diablo! Get her off! Jesus! Nurse, get the syringe! Nurse! Get the syringe, goddamn it! Get the syringe! Let go. Afraid, Susan? I'd like to rip your fucking skull off. But instead, I'm gonna make you permanently insane. Your sedation's wearing off. Well, good. Because I want you awake for this. I want you awake to hear your brain scream in your head. Then I have to set fire to this place. I have to burn my files and my failures and you. You're gonna wish you were stillborn. Miller time! Come on, bitch! Come on! Come on! Come on, take your medicine! That's right! Here, right on top. Take the key and lock her up Lock her up, lock her up Take the key and lock her up, my fair bitchy Mommy. You... You killed my mother! I told you, scare it out of her! See? You killed my mother! Oh! Ah, yeah. No, come on. Come on. Come here, come here. I'm sure that felt great, doc, but I gotta talk to her now, you know what I mean, baby? Not bad for an amateur. What a bitch. How do you like that? What, do you want your money back or somethin'? Come on, honey. You're gonna come with me now. Oh, come on. I haven't got my information yet. No, but you did an excellent job in helping her regain her memory. Okay, I have done it, though, haven't I? I have done an excellent job. By the way, you know, um, you see this scarf? This is the scarf that got us into this jam, you know? I mean, it's been through a lot, let me tell ya. And I have this funny feeling... No closer, Silk! Okay. Okay. I just wanted to tell you about my scarf. I'm not... No problems. You know, you'd better take it easy. You're gonna have a heart attack. Ah! Ah! What's the matter? You don't trust me, huh? Wimp! Huh? What do you think you're playing with, huh? You big shit! You struggle, and this is in your neck. Rip your head right off, you fuck. Come on. Squeeze your fucking eyes right out of your head. It's time. Come on. Come on! Rat bastard slime! Get back here, damn it! What the fuck? Die! Die! Die! We're late! What the...? What's going on here? It's over, Miles. All of our precious experiments, no one's ever gonna read 'em. Wait a minute. What are you talking about? Typical. You still don't know what's going on. Read... my... lips. We're finished. Don't you understand that we're on the verge of landmark discoveries in the fields of lobotomy and psychiatry? Oh, give me a break. Wait a minute, lady. There's more to what we're doing here than pretending research for your personal pleasure. Miles, can't you just shut up and die? You've gone far enough. I'm not gonna let them die. Hi. How you doin'? How was your day? Better now that I saw you. You know, I think I'm gonna rearrange your face a little bit. You really oughta sit down and have a cup of coffee. Relax. You're always so uptight. You're gonna have to do better than that, buddy. You better grab yourself a new toy. Asshole. What's the matter, little boy? Too much fun for ya? Get up! Ah! Ron! Susan! Get outside. Quick. I'll be right behind you. Come on. Hey, come on out. Come on. It's okay. Come on. No one's gonna hurt you anymore. Come on, let's go. No, there's gonna be no more experiments. I'm gonna get you out of here. Come on. I'll take you out. Now, take my hand. Come on. That's right. Here we go. Back off! Get back! Back off... No! No! No, get away! Get away! Get away! Get away! Peek-a-boo! Gotcha. I gotcha. Come on. Just give me a hand down here. Come on. Come on. Come on. Ah! You wanna fight? We'll fight. Ooh, you. Ooh, harder. Come on, bitch. Harder. Harder. Come on, baby. Come on, baby. That's it. Squeeze it. Squeeze it. Ooh, come on. Right up there. Right up there. Come on. Come on. Let's go. Oh! You wanna play rough, huh? You wanna play rough. Oh! Shit. Ow! Ow! Hey. Get outta...! Get out! Susan! Oh, Suzie Q! Susan! Susan! Susan! Let's go. Get behind me. Three blind mice Three blind mice See how they run Oh, come on, big boy. Come on. Come and get it. Come and get it. Come on. Come on. That's it. Come on. Get outta here, Susan! Go! Come on! Ow! I'll cut ya. Watch this. Oh. Oh. Come on. That's it. You gave me a hard time. I was only fucking around with you. You're gonna go meet the big guy now. Sh... Shit. Ron? Susan! Susan! Would you hurry up? Come on. Come on. Okay. Okay, down there. Down this way. This way. This way. Now. Oh, I know this one. Watch it! Watch it! This way, now. Ah! Ah! It's okay. It's okay. You all right? - Are you okay? - Yeah. Come on. |
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