Unspeakable: Beyond The Wall of Sleep (2024) Movie Script
1
[Glass shattering]
- Open.
- Opening.
[Buzzing]
Hey, fresh.
Welcome to Dixie.
Brown eyed blue.
Baby raper.
They let you go to the
room this time, huh?
Fresh meat.
Bring that bitch over here.
- Stop!
- Come on!
Open 685.
Opening.
What's your name?
Go on.
[Indistinct shouting]
Close 685.
Hold it, hold it.
Sturgis, meet Fhelleps.
You two play nice now.
Hey, Max, give me some coffee.
Shut the fuck up!
Have a seat.
[Indistinct chatter]
[Indistinct chatter]
You like Shakespeare, fish?
I don't know.
Don't know?
[Farting]
Not real familiar, I guess.
Well.
I'll get you acquainted.
In for fucking your kid, right?
I didn't do it.
Could you move?
Hey.
Don't be unfriendly.
[Indistinct]
Gonna need all the friends you
can get in here.
And it starts with me.
Friend.
Suck it slow. Suck it fish,
or I'll bleed you dry.
[Laughter]
A hell, an
exposition of sleep.
Come upon me.
See? You do know Shakespeare.
I see you.
[Dramatic music]
[Screaming]
[Screaming continues]
[Speaking foreign language]
Stop! Stop!
Stop!
[Screaming continues]
Shit!
Guards!
[Grunting]
[Screaming]
Yeah, him!
[Laughter]
[Dramatic music continues]
[Indistinct]
Stop!
Stop!
[Laughter]
[Indistinct] The greatest
in the world.
[Indistinct]
Loud queer music.
[Indistinct shouting]
Go away!
[Indistinct shouting]
[Loud dramatic music]
You see it!
[Indistinct shouting]
[Laughter]
The thing is yours! Yes yes!
[Laughter]
- Yes.
- They laugh.
- Laugh!
- Come on!
Number 685.
Opening.
Step back hands
over your head.
Step back.
Hands above your head.
[Indistinct shouting]
Stop jumping.
Stand up.
- Relax!
- You see it?
[Laughter]
Stand back.
I jump high in the air.
- Stand back!
- We're warning you!
Hey don't!
Are you nervous?
[Loud dramatic music]
[Grunting and shouting]
He deserves it!
- Get him!
- We need a doctor in here.
[Beeping]
Let's get a doctor in here.
Get a doctor in here.
Get someone to
check out Sturgis.
I need a medical on block 19.
Fucking bit his dick off.
You got what you deserve.
Nazi German fuck.
Sturgis?
Sturgis!
[Laughter]
Oh, sorry to have
kept you waiting.
Doctor Bernard.
Hey, it's nice to
finally meet you.
It's so nice to meet you, too.
Someone had misplaced
this file.
This.
Was your drive here pleasant?
Oh, it was fine.
I lived pretty close,
actually, so no problem.
Oh good coffee is not
to be found in
this institute, I'm afraid.
Oh, yeah.
After years and years of, uh,
deprivation, sleep studies,
coffee just doesn't do
the trick for me anymore.
How do you get through without
the elixir of the gods?
An energy drink.
I actually have my
own, uh, concoction.
Tropane, alkaline, uh, taurine,
paprika, mixed with
a little amphetamines.
Mhm.
Maybe this isn't
so bad after all.
This is why I called you in.
Okay.
Why the two names?
Is this a split personality?
It's more than mere
personality, doctor.
See, my my predecessor,
Doctor Willett.
Mhm.
[Phone ringing]
Yes, Janet.
The patient's awake, doctor.
- Color?
- Blue.
Thank you.
We'll be right there.
Come on. We have, we
have to hurry.
So, what's the rush, doctor?
So you can meet Mr. Slater.
I assume he's under restraint.
Where exactly would he be going?
Oh, that's one of the
mysteries of this case.
And the reason for
your consult, doctor.
Yeah.
- Ah, nurse.
- Hello, doctor.
How's our Mr.
Cheney this morning?
Good morning.
[Stuttering]
You look beautiful today.
Thank you, Cheney. Aren't you
the perfect gentleman?
Do you like, like,
like my doll.
That's a lovely doll.
You can, you can,
play, play with the doll.
Um.
That would be fine.
Thank you.
Yeah, one day.
Only one day.
Okay. You gotta,
give it back.
All right. One day with a doll.
Thank you. Thank you, Cheney.
Okay.
[Stuttering]
You're too much. Stop.
Oh.
Just a wonderful human being.
Good day. Okay.
Bye bye.
Removal of a cancerous brain
tumor equated with a
prefrontal lobotomy.
Unfortunately, still a
wonderful human being.
So if the split
with Fhelleps goes.
Well, it's not a traditional
split personality, doctor, and
try to use the term
dissociative identity disorder.
Some take offense to the
antiquated terms
of our profession.
Well, a rose by any other name
is still just a rose, isn't it?
James Fhelleps came to this
institute 25 years ago.
To the day.
25 years.
What would a man doing 2 to 5
for incest be doing
here for 25 years?
Mr. Fhelleps is the man
convicted for that crime, for
which he proclaims his
innocence and has
served that sentence.
Mr. Slater is the
reason that he is here.
So Joe Slater is the one
personality that
committed the crime.
It's more than mere
personality, doctor.
Here we are.
Oh. Hello, Barry.
Hello, Maud.
I'm taking her up
to CBT right now.
A little late because
we had an accident.
Wait a minute.
Keep him down here.
Doctor Willett kept him
secluded as far from the other
patients as possible.
Being a mostly modern facility,
I intend to bring treatment up
to those standards as well.
But for the moment,
he is held down here.
What, do you keep
him in the car or.
Well, not exactly, but yeah.
Doctor Willett had these
sort of barbaric ideas about
isolation, so it's
just what has happened.
How is he?
He's calm.
[Dramatic music]
Morning, doc.
Good morning Joe.
Did you sleep well?
Like a baby.
Why the jacket?
Don't you trust me?
Remember I told you I was a
special visitor would be coming
to see you.
Oh, yes.
Doctor London, I presume?
Yes. Hi, Joe.
You specialize in
sleep analysis.
Huh? Polysomnography,
to be more precise, but
yeah, pretty much.
Oh, I love sleep.
Why?
I'm able to,
search beyond
these walls for it.
Beyond the wall of sleep.
In dreams.
Yes.
Dreams are what keeps
the vessel on track
as I flicked through
resplendent and
prodigious valleys,
cities,
palaces of light and
regions unbounded.
Unbeknownst to man.
Huh? What are these realms?
You're searching for?
A blazing entity.
That is one of me.
And I of it.
We have traveled through great
oceans of space to this world,
following voices.
Like strange music scratching,
crackling in my brain.
Can you hear it?
What is this entity, Joe?
A big, vast,
personality.
That shook and laughed and
mocked the world that I've
known for a thousand years.
I shall soar through
the abysses of emptiness
and burn every obstacle that
stands in my way
to find it, merge
and spawn with it.
[Indistinct whispering]
- Come here.
- Watch.
See, see?
Yeah, I have to know.
[Screaming]
Goddamn, man!
What the fuck?
Doctor?
[Shouting]
[Dramatic music]
[Laughter]
Neville, ten cc's of
thorazine.
Check his eyes.
They're brown.
Check his teeth.
That's.
That's amazing.
When this occurred in our first
session, a DNA sample was taken
when his eyes were blue.
And then compared to
the sample on file.
Mhm.
Completely different.
That's. That's impossible.
Come on.
There are two men in that body.
After the injection,
returned him to the rec room.
Some sun will do him good.
Yes, doctor.
Come. There's more.
We have work to do,
Mr. Neville.
You must look into my eyes
and see the blue of the sky.
[Groaning]
As you may know, I was
transferred here about a month
ago at the request
of Doctor Willett.
Marinus Willett.
So you knew him?
No, I just thought his theories
on the dream state
were, uh, interesting.
I heard he, uh, killed
himself, though.
Well, he heard of you.
Really?
He mentioned you in his
letter to me.
And his desire that if I do
take over his position, the
first order of business is that
I contact you regarding the
Fhelleps case and share all
details of it with you.
Glad you respected
his wishes.
Yes.
Unfortunately, upon agreeing
to the position, I was informed
that he had committed suicide
and I couldn't get any
further information.
I can't wrap my head around
exactly what I just saw.
I,
I've never seen
anything like that.
Well, it was bad at the past.
Believed in outdated methods.
Ice baths.
Metrazol convulsion.
Electric and insulin
shock therapy.
Yeah, well, we've
come a long way.
Between those horrors.
He kept Fhelleps isolated,
doped up,
weaving baskets for the 2
to 3 hours a day
that he was awake.
Here is my first hypnosis
session with him.
223 Doctor Barnard,
Arkham Asylum.
Can you hear me, Jim?
Uh huh.
Tell me about the night of
the automobile accident.
I can hear you. Yes.
We are driving home from,
Billy Jackson's party.
You and your family?
Yes.
Alice is drunk.
Angry because we left early.
We argue.
Heather is asleep
in the back seat.
Blinding light.
Is it headlights?
No.
It stings.
I feel strange.
Warmth coming into me.
Hot as the sun.
Burning.
Oh.
Blood.
Rain is cooling me.
Heather's crumpled
body in my arms.
She's dead.
Oh, no.
It's my fault.
God took her from me.
I see you, man in the light.
He speaks without words to me.
His name is Slater.
He promises to guide
me, to show me the way.
Said he was traveling his
whole life to find it.
And when he does, it will
be the end of all humanity.
Of mankind.
Slater?
Who is Slater?
The deceiver.
The dreams.
Nightmares. The fear.
The lust.
Desire. The mystery.
Revelation!
Morning.
He's the destroyer.
Oh! Oh!
Help me!
Help me!
Please! Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Oh, God.
Calm down. It's Heather,
your daughter.
She didn't die, Jim.
She's alive and well.
Oh.
I spoke with Alice.
Your wife?
She gave me this photo.
Your wife's disfigurement,
Alice's death.
It was all a dream, Jim.
Just call me Joe.
All right.
So, uh, when do I start?
About an hour ago.
Very hard to work with.
[Indistinct]
[Machine buzzing]
[Laughter]
Oh God!
[Laughter]
[Indistinct]
This will be great.
All right.
- So.
- Yeah.
You have a great day.
You too.
Take care.
See you tomorrow morning.
Okay.
[Suspenseful music]
[Voice from TV]
[Music continues]
[Voice from TV continues]
Marinus Bicknell Willett
December 26th, 1998.
Recorded notes of my first
impression of patient
0333 James Fhelleps,
upon his arrival
at Arkham Asylum.
If the majority of mankind
ever pause to reflect about the
occasionally titanic,
significance of dreams
until the obscure world,
to which they belong.
You see, Mr. Fhelleps
claimed that his beloved
daughter
Heather, was killed in an
automobile accident, and then
his wife was left a
disfigured vegetable.
During his trial,
with both of them very much
alive and present in the
courtroom, he proclaimed his
nightmare reality to be truth,
and that now to be dream.
Was the greater number
of our nocturnal visions.
Are perhaps no more than faint
and fantastic reflections of
our waking experiences, such as
possible New glimpses into the
sphere of mental existence.
After reading vague accounts
from the penal of the ladies.
Mr. Fhelleps
complete amnesia of
the violent incident.
Healing is of utmost importance
to speak with his cellmate,
John Sturgis, at
Arkham State Prison.
[Voice from TV]
Jim.
He will be returning tomorrow.
[Growling]
[Dramatic music]
[Knocking on door]
Hey, Neville.
Okay, I'll take him.
I'll take him from here.
I got it.
Thank you, Nurse Matheson.
Thank you.
Thank you, I love you.
What's up fellas?
[Stuttering]
Bring him to me.
No, I don't like this.
[Stuttering]
No!
[Stuttering]
[Struggling]
[Growling]
[Screaming]
[Indistinct whispering]
[Indistinct whispering]
Ho, ho, ho!
Oh!
[Growling and hissing]
Open the door!
Open the door!
[Shouting]
I'm surprised you were able to
convince the warden to let you
see Sturgis.
You know, he hasn't had
a visitor in, like.
Was it, like, said 25
years or something?
Yeah. About that.
Long before my time.
I mean, I'm a diversity
hire, as they say.
You know, prison reform
and all the liberal jazz.
I ain't complaining.
I mean, solid
pension, great union.
Oh, is that so?
Oh, yeah.
They take good care of us.
Almost as good as the prisoners.
I'm just fucking with you.
Here we are.
Last cell at the end.
He's expecting you.
Okay, sure.
Thank you.
[German music]
Hey.
You like Shakespeare, huh?
That's what I asked
him way back when.
Asked who?
Jim Fhelleps?
He got me good.
Or the beast inside him got me.
What do you mean by that?
Something out of this
world, Dr. London.
It is doctor, isn't it?
Yeah.
Doctors make good money.
I'd like some before I go
down memory lane for you.
Sure. Why not?
Uh.
How's this for you?
- Hey.
- You've got soft hands.
All right, so tell me.
So what's up?
I thought he was
a regular run of
the mill shorties.
What does that mean?
Kiddie labor.
I started busting him in.
That's what happens here
to a new fish.
Cellmate or one of the
gangs fucks them.
And then, depending on how that
goes, they join whatever clique.
I stuck my cock in front of him.
It was his first day, and I was
trying to make it easy on him
and just have him suck
on it for a spell.
[Speaking German]
I put my shiv
next to his throat.
He started speaking in
a voice, not his own.
His eyes.
What color were his eyes?
That's the thing.
At first they were a
regular human brown.
But then they changed.
They turned into a glowing,
bright alien blue that seen
right through.
Seen things that no
human had seen before.
And,
them chompers.
I felt them fucked up teeth
into my skin, heard the blood
drops on the floor like
everything was happening in
slow motion and then a blinding
light shot down from above.
I could only hear
my own screams.
I saw my bloody
pecker on the floor.
[Laughter]
I mean, I'm sorry. That sucks.
This man was not a man.
This man was pure evil.
Raining down pain upon
me like the wrath of
a vengeful god.
Okay. All right.
I've seen enough.
Thank you.
I need constant antibiotics
to stave off infection.
Where are you going, doctor?
It made them swallow their guns.
Ask them with a
fucking Ouija board.
But I'm still here.
That's my adding blood.
They were weak like
you are stinking jew.
Sweet are the uses of adversity.
Hello!
[Knocking on door]
Can always use a second
opinion.
Ask the prison guards.
They seen it.
Hey!
[Speaking German]
Friends, Romans, countrymen,
lend me your cocks.
What's done can't be undone.
I wasted time,
and now doth time waste me.
[Dramatic music]
[Gasps]
[Shouting]
- What?
- Oh, fuck.
Honey?
Oh my God.
Are you okay?
Yeah. Shit.
I thought he was here.
- What?
- Oh my God, man.
Jim Fhelleps.
Who's. Who's Jim Fhelleps?
He's my patient.
He's, uh.
He's the guy I'm working with.
With the machine?
Yeah.
Yeah.
No.
Man.
I'm pretty excited
about this, actually.
I think.
I think it could
change the world.
Mhm.
I really do.
Is that why you're so scared?
Probably. Probably.
I just.
I really hope it doesn't all
fall apart, you know, like,
right when I'm getting started.
No, but I am so proud of you.
Always.
You know.
Mhm.
That's what keeps me going.
You know that.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
I'm so sorry I woke you up.
Hey, you're the one that has
to get up early tomorrow.
Oh, fuck.
- What?
- I have to get up today.
333. Isn't that a lucky?
It's an angel sign.
It means a past,
present, future.
I mean I guess, that's
what they say anyway.
And who are they, exactly?
I have no,
fucking,
clue.
[Laughter]
You!
[Gagging]
What?
[Coughing]
What?
What?
[Heavy breathing]
[Exhales]
I'm sorry.
I know I'm acting crazy.
I'm really acting crazy.
I, uh, I'm sorry.
Look at me. It's been a
very long day.
Just trust me, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay.
Okay. I'm, I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Oh, man.
[Baby crying]
Hold on. I'll be right back.
- Hey.
- Yeah.
The meter's running.
You better hurry.
Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming.
You hold on tight.
I'm not going anywhere.
[Suspenseful music]
[Dramatic music]
- Lucy.
- Ambrose?
What is it?
[Shouting]
Honey?
What is it?
Oh my God.
I thought I.
I thought I saw him.
What?
Jim Fhelleps.
All right.
That should be dark enough.
Now. I just gotta check.
Let's see if you are
at the right frequency.
Let's see.
Is going to hurt?
No. No, no, no, no,
not at all.
This is actually going to help
me peer into your memories
through dreamstate.
Kind of like a cosmic radio.
Oh, shit.
I just got to check the circuit.
Everything should be fine.
Yeah.
Oh, no no, no, don't.
Don't worry about it.
This this shit
happens all the time.
Okay, I won't worry.
Um, what?
What's what's with the tarps?
Well.
Um, some patients may
experience projectile vomiting.
Explosive diarrhea.
What?
Don't worry about it.
It's no problem.
Um, Jim.
Okay,
so what this does is it creates
an electromagnetic field which
gets stronger with REM sleep.
When I am able to do is create
a recording, a visual imprint
of your journey.
Okay. That's yours.
This is mine.
You're coming with me?
Oh, yeah.
With the help of a little
psychopharmacology.
What is this?
Uh Methylenedioxy,
Peyote, Methamphetamine.
Lysergic acid.
It's just a bunch of other shit.
Just don't sip it, gulp it.
Okay. Come on.
Come on. You can do it.
There you go.
Nice.
Nice.
It's good.
Yeah. Yeah, it is right.
It's a lot of sugar, a
splash of grenadine.
And um, how long
will that last?
About two hours.
Okay. Jim, I need you
to relax, okay?
That's easy.
I'm pretty tired.
Good.
You're actually
going to drink that?
Yep.
It's, uh.
To fully connect
with the patient.
I need to experience
the same thing.
How many times have you
done this experiment?
- Successfully?
- Yes.
- Once.
- Once?
Yeah, once.
How many trials?
And who was the
successful human trial?
Woah.
You know what I
just remembered?
My dream.
You, man.
Jim. Jim.
He was.
No, no, it was Joe Slater.
Joe Slater was in my house,
and he was eating my baby, man.
Ambrose, are you sure you
want to go through with this?
Yeah, yeah, we got
history to make, doc.
All right,
what I need you to do
is check his vitals
every five minutes.
All right.
Now, if there's a flat line.
Flat line?
Yes. If there's a flat line,
don't use the defibrillator.
- Okay.
- All right.
Whatever you do, don't use that.
Whatever you do,
just hand to mouth.
All right, Ambrose.
Okay.
All right Ambrose,
look, I really think
we should cancel this whole
thing right now and.
And go grab a drink
and discuss it.
Woah.
[Stuttering] It's coming on.
I'm not kidding about that
drink, Ambrose.
I'll buy if, if.
No, no, no.
No, no, no, no.
This shit's kicking in.
All right,
look, Jim.
We need to get to this.
Jim.
Can you see me?
I see your eyes. Oh.
Okay. Neville, I need
you to hit the switch.
I see you.
You can see me
through the light.
I see you.
All right.
Yeah. Relax.
There you go.
There you go.
Hey, hey, hey. Doctor Bernard.
I almost forgot.
You might.
It might be a little distorted,
but you'll be able to see an
image of what I'm seeing.
Okay. All right,
so hit the switch.
Press record.
All right.
Let's do this, Jim.
Look into my eyes.
Nice. Relax.
Relax.
Take deep breaths.
[Dramatic music]
Wow. All right.
Look into my eyes.
Her beautiful hall
of light drew near
and held a colloquy with me.
Soul to soul, in the same and
perfect Silent
interchange of thought.
The hour was one of
approaching trials.
Who was not my fellow being?
Escaping from a body of
degrading, incompatible bondage.
It shall not be denied.
It will not be denied.
It is your destiny.
Ambrose London.
Reach. Vista, that appeared to
me was the one that my ancient
ancestors most wished
to behold.
I am one,
with it.
Oh, shit.
[Indistinct]
Come on, boy.
Yes.
[Indistinct]
- Sure.
- [Indistinct] come on.
[Indistinct] Come on, boy.
[Indistinct]
Here,
[Indistinct chatter]
Down yonder.
Jesus, come on.
[Indistinct chatter]
[Dramatic music continues]
Look at her.
[Indistinct]
Are you there?
What is it?
Open the heavens!
Dang,
sure is hot.
[Screeching]
[Shouting]
Joe, I think we should get.
Don't be no glouser.
Christ, I don't like this.
Come on, brother, let's skadoo.
Don't be silly.
This here could be
worth a fortune.
Oh.
Would you looky there?
Jewels.
- [Shouting]
- Yo!
Yo! You all right?
What have you done to him?
[Shouting]
[Growling]
[Soft music]
[Music continues]
[Growling]
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
Joe.
The greatest in the
walls and roof and floor.
And loud music.
Far away.
- What? What?
- Do you see it?
Made them swallow their guns.
Doctor Marinus
Bicknell Willett.
[Stuttering]
Don't want you here.
I did everything you wanted.
Everything. Just
don't make me do this.
[Growling]
[Stuttering]
Don't want you here.
Please.
[Shouting]
Am, Ambrose wake up.
Ambrose wake up.
Ambrose wake up.
He's gone.
Ambrose! Wake up!
Ambrose. Ambrose.
Ambrose!
Ambrose! Wake up!
Ambrose. He's gone.
Get me out of this.
[Indistinct]
Shit.
Oh, fuck. Where is he?
Where is he?
It's Neville.
He attacked me, took
Jim, and then, and then.
He left?
Yes.
- He's going after her.
- Who?
His daughter.
[Shouting]
Holy shit!
What the fuck happened to you?
Doctor, please help me.
They're killing everyone.
Biting! Eating! Dead! Blood!
[Shouting]
Bridget calm down!
It's okay.
I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
I'm so sorry.
Here sit.
Yeah. What happened?
He let them all out.
All the patients.
Even solitary.
Neville unlocked all the doors.
And they all escaped.
[Dramatic music]
Do you have a cell phone?
- In my car.
- Bridget.
Did you see Janet?
No. I'm sorry.
God.
Hold still this is gonna
sting a bit.
Oh.
They were all, like, rabid
dogs attacking the staff.
They were biting,
clawing, murdering.
[Growling]
[Knocking on door]
Pistol in my office.
You got a gun?
We gotta go. Lets go!
Are you, are you good to
open the door?
- Yes.
- I got this.
Okay. On three.
On three.
Yeah. One.
Two.
Three!
Stay away man!
Stay away!
Stay away!
Stay away man! Stay!
Ah! Ah, shit!
Ah, shit!
Oh, man.
Oh, fuck!
Oh.
Not Cheyney.
It was like he was possessed.
He ain't shit now, man.
Let's go.
I'm coming.
[Growling]
Oh, shit.
Oh, fuck!
[Shouting]
Go, go!
Hurry, hurry!
Oh my God, my heart!
Hurry, hurry.
I'm hurrying.
[Growling]
[Dramatic music]
Oh my God!
Get out!
Get out of my head!
[Dramatic music]
All right, you go get the,
you get the gun.
I'll hold them off.
Janet?
Oh my God.
No.
No.
Doctor.
I'm in love with you.
Don't say that
unless you mean it.
I have a fragile heart.
I love you.
Get away!
[Growling]
Ambrose.
Ambrose. Ambrose.
Ambrose.
[Gunshot]
Oh, God.
Oh! Oh!
- Oh.
- Fuck.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Let's trade.
I hate those things.
Oh, God.
[Gunshot]
Oh!
Oh, shit.
Oh my God!
Shit!
Sorry, Santa.
Fuck.
Come on. This is faster.
- Really?
- Yeah yes.
Okay. Okay.
Come on.
- Hurry!
- What am I doing? I'm going.
We're going.
Carry this.
Okay. This way.
[Dramatic music]
Tucker?
[Stuttering]
Doctor Bernard. Doctor Bernard.
I want to eat your vagina.
Ambrose.
Ambrose.
[Gunshot]
It feels good.
Do you remember
the taste of warm,
blood in your mouth.
[Gunshot]
Oh.
Oh he was set to retire
next week.
Gold watch.
Big party.
Hey. Well, he's retired now.
Let's go.
Oh.
Oh, Jesus.
You guys close?
No, that's my fucking car.
Shit. Okay, let's take mine.
Okay.
[Tense music]
Where are we going?
- Well?
- Alice, is his ex-wife.
How do you know?
The machine. The machine.
It did something.
What it saw. I saw.
It? What?
I think it planned all this.
It killed Willett.
Wait, wait, wait. How could
Jim possibly do that?
Like, whatever's left of Jim is
just like a flickering synapse
at this point.
That thing, though,
that's inside of him.
It has full control, man.
And it's gonna stop at
nothing to fuck Heather.
- Fuck Heather?
- Yes.
These two entities, a male and
a female, came down and needed
hosts because they
wanted a mate, right?
Right.
So one jumped into
Joe and one jumped into his
brother, and they're
like, fuck, what do we do?
We're two dudes and they
just kill each other.
So the female escapes and
it eventually landed in Heather.
Right.
But wait, wait, wait.
Yeah.
These things are like, crazy.
They're like, I don't know,
they're like parasites
or something.
They need hosts.
Wait, wait, wait.
What about Neville
and the patients?
It controlled them.
It makes them do things.
How do we stop him?
We gotta, we gotta call Alice.
Okay.
All right. Look, her
phone number is
- 756-5827.
- Correct.
I know.
Just please
tell her to get the
fuck out of there.
Honey.
Honey, would you get the phone?
[Voicemail]
Hello.
This is the Jackson the family.
We're not here. Leave
a message.
Bye bye.
[Choking]
I just thought you should.
Tell me.
Where is she?
Bill!
[Choking]
Jim?
Jim! Get out of here!
Get out of here right now!
- Come here, Alice.
- No!
Let me get out!
Let me get a better look.
Get the fuck out of here!
Now Jim, leave!
No!
Get out of my house,
you son of a bitch!
Get out now!
So beautiful.
A bride of Christ!
You fucking pervert!
You fucking sick motherfucker!
Alice. Call the police now!
I'm going.
Oh,
Heather.
It's daddy.
Los Angeles police.
You're under arrest, James.
What is this all about?
Don't move.
Suspicion of child molestation.
Get down you fucking.
[Indistinct shouting]
I didn't do it.
- Daddy?
- Heather! Heather!
Bill it's not working.
It won't allow that Alice.
No no no no no no.
Ow, no.
Where?
No! No.
No! Don't tell him Alice.
No no no no no no.
Tell me, where is she?
- Jim please.
- Shut up!
Tell me.
Don't touch that switch.
No no, no!
Oh, God.
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Where?
[Indistinct]
Oh, God forgive me.
[Shouting]
- [Shouting]
- Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh, my.
[Shouting]
Stop it! No!
No! No!
[Screaming]
[Screaming]
[Laughter]
Yea, though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil.
For thou art with me.
Thy staff and thy
rod comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before
me in the presence
of mine enemies.
Thou anointest my
head with oils.
My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy will
follow me all the
days of my life.
And I will dwell in the
house of the Lord forever.
Amen.
Father?
I found you.
You've been touched
by the hand of God.
Remember?
The resplendent aura
of my lover's light drew near
and held colloquy with me.
Soul to soul.
Perfect silence,
and interchange in thought.
It's the hour of our
approaching triumph.
[Moaning]
[Moaning]
[Dark music]
[Heavy breathing]
[Moaning]
[Screaming]
[Dramatic music]
Alice?
Alice?
Huh?
They're dead.
Of course they are.
It looks like they.
Looks like he tortured them.
How do we find him now?
This.
Better than
Boston church.
Heather.
We gotta go. Come on.
[Dramatic music]
[Choking]
Ambrose.
Ambrose.
Rejoice.
What have you done?
I've prepared her womb
with the sperm of Canaan.
We're ready now.
Do it.
Do what?
Fulfill your destiny.
Ambrose London.
[Laughter]
Honey, what's taking you?
[Tense music]
[Laughter]
See?
[Gunshot]
[Gun clicks]
[Gun clicks]
[Gun clicking]
[Thunder]
See.
I saw their cosmic offspring
flying through the sky
searching for hosts.
They get in through
the air we breathe.
Through our minds.
Through our bodies.
I wonder this too.
The doctor.
I'm really more care about you.
So why don't you tell me about
Sonia and your daughter, Lucy?
Shh.
Ambrose.
Ambrose.
Ambrose. Hello?
I'm sorry.
I killed them.
Through me,
so they could spread their seed.
How did you know that you,
you're the one?
The machine.
You got to watch the tape.
They recorded everything.
Prodigious valleys.
The meadows.
The cities.
The palaces of light
that they traveled.
Wait a minute.
No.
We traveled.
Do you know what?
It didn't want a peasant.
No, they didn't want Joe
Slater or Jim Fhelleps.
No. These are beings of power.
They're important.
Yeah.
Yeah. You really need to
watch that tape, doctor.
No Lynn didn't.
Your machine and all the tapes,
along with most of the files,
are destroyed or
destroyed by the patients.
Destroyed that you
and Doctor Barnard, release.
It was Neville?
- It was Jim.
- Shh.
Is it?
Oh my God.
Is it warm in here?
Yes.
- Yes.
- Yeah.
Listen to me.
Can you go outside
and precisely.
Carefully check
what's wrong with
the air conditioning?
The air conditioning, okay?
Oh, God.
You hot, Doctor?
Doctor, I tell you the truth.
Since the Nippon Shimada
Corporation purchased the
Arkham Asylum, they have
been upgrading the facility.
You know, I know it takes time,
but not that long, you know?
Okay. Right.
We can only accept.
So please be patient with
these minor and temperature.
Wait a minute.
You're telling me,
that something doesn't
seem strange, huh?
Like, what's on the news?
Is everybody infected?
The global pandemic.
Please be patient with me.
It's my.
[Screaming]
Somebody get in?
And also some.
Some. Some mutations.
You gotta tell him.
I mean, maybe maybe
they could find a cure.
It's damp down here.
The juices run.
It's wet, it's wet.
Wait a minute.
Did you say mutations?
Yes. Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Doctor!
Is it hot here?
God, it's so fucking.
Oh, my God, it's burning!
It's burning.
Burning between my legs.
Everyone's either, you know,
fucking or fighting,
you know?
This whole naughty things and
then getting to dirty house.
[Indistinct]
[Speaking foreign language]
[Screaming]
Please,
please please please.
Fuck.
[Indistinct]
Please.
Please fuck.
Fuck my dirty hole.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck my dirty hole.
Wait a minute.
It's inside of you, isn't it?
[Indistinct]
Yes.
I'm horny.
Inside me. Yes. Oh.
Please.
Please inside me.
[Indistinct shouting]
I'm gonna cum.
I'm gonna cum, Doctor.
Doctor.
[Indistinct mumbling]
Doctor.
I'm sorry.
This is not how I behave.
I don't know what's going on.
I'm sorry.
I really need a
good fuck from you.
Kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss.
Inside.
I need a good fuck.
Fuck. Okay.
I need to fuck.
Wait a minute.
Why isn't it in me.
It was the machine.
Of course.
It amplified the brainwaves.
Pushed evolution like
it did Jim Fhelleps.
Except. Except different.
Perhaps different this time.
He was an alien.
Huh?
[Moaning]
[Moaning]
[Shouting]
[Dramatic music]
Glorious. Oh, Sonia.
We shall meet again.
Perhaps the shining
Miss Orion's sword.
Perhaps on a bleak plateau
in prehistoric Asia.
Or maybe,
in our dreams.
Perhaps in another
form, an eon hence.
When the solar system
has been swept away.
[Shouting]
[Laughter]
[Laughter]
Let go!
Jim stop!
Jim.
[Shouting]
[Growling]
[Glass shattering]
- Open.
- Opening.
[Buzzing]
Hey, fresh.
Welcome to Dixie.
Brown eyed blue.
Baby raper.
They let you go to the
room this time, huh?
Fresh meat.
Bring that bitch over here.
- Stop!
- Come on!
Open 685.
Opening.
What's your name?
Go on.
[Indistinct shouting]
Close 685.
Hold it, hold it.
Sturgis, meet Fhelleps.
You two play nice now.
Hey, Max, give me some coffee.
Shut the fuck up!
Have a seat.
[Indistinct chatter]
[Indistinct chatter]
You like Shakespeare, fish?
I don't know.
Don't know?
[Farting]
Not real familiar, I guess.
Well.
I'll get you acquainted.
In for fucking your kid, right?
I didn't do it.
Could you move?
Hey.
Don't be unfriendly.
[Indistinct]
Gonna need all the friends you
can get in here.
And it starts with me.
Friend.
Suck it slow. Suck it fish,
or I'll bleed you dry.
[Laughter]
A hell, an
exposition of sleep.
Come upon me.
See? You do know Shakespeare.
I see you.
[Dramatic music]
[Screaming]
[Screaming continues]
[Speaking foreign language]
Stop! Stop!
Stop!
[Screaming continues]
Shit!
Guards!
[Grunting]
[Screaming]
Yeah, him!
[Laughter]
[Dramatic music continues]
[Indistinct]
Stop!
Stop!
[Laughter]
[Indistinct] The greatest
in the world.
[Indistinct]
Loud queer music.
[Indistinct shouting]
Go away!
[Indistinct shouting]
[Loud dramatic music]
You see it!
[Indistinct shouting]
[Laughter]
The thing is yours! Yes yes!
[Laughter]
- Yes.
- They laugh.
- Laugh!
- Come on!
Number 685.
Opening.
Step back hands
over your head.
Step back.
Hands above your head.
[Indistinct shouting]
Stop jumping.
Stand up.
- Relax!
- You see it?
[Laughter]
Stand back.
I jump high in the air.
- Stand back!
- We're warning you!
Hey don't!
Are you nervous?
[Loud dramatic music]
[Grunting and shouting]
He deserves it!
- Get him!
- We need a doctor in here.
[Beeping]
Let's get a doctor in here.
Get a doctor in here.
Get someone to
check out Sturgis.
I need a medical on block 19.
Fucking bit his dick off.
You got what you deserve.
Nazi German fuck.
Sturgis?
Sturgis!
[Laughter]
Oh, sorry to have
kept you waiting.
Doctor Bernard.
Hey, it's nice to
finally meet you.
It's so nice to meet you, too.
Someone had misplaced
this file.
This.
Was your drive here pleasant?
Oh, it was fine.
I lived pretty close,
actually, so no problem.
Oh good coffee is not
to be found in
this institute, I'm afraid.
Oh, yeah.
After years and years of, uh,
deprivation, sleep studies,
coffee just doesn't do
the trick for me anymore.
How do you get through without
the elixir of the gods?
An energy drink.
I actually have my
own, uh, concoction.
Tropane, alkaline, uh, taurine,
paprika, mixed with
a little amphetamines.
Mhm.
Maybe this isn't
so bad after all.
This is why I called you in.
Okay.
Why the two names?
Is this a split personality?
It's more than mere
personality, doctor.
See, my my predecessor,
Doctor Willett.
Mhm.
[Phone ringing]
Yes, Janet.
The patient's awake, doctor.
- Color?
- Blue.
Thank you.
We'll be right there.
Come on. We have, we
have to hurry.
So, what's the rush, doctor?
So you can meet Mr. Slater.
I assume he's under restraint.
Where exactly would he be going?
Oh, that's one of the
mysteries of this case.
And the reason for
your consult, doctor.
Yeah.
- Ah, nurse.
- Hello, doctor.
How's our Mr.
Cheney this morning?
Good morning.
[Stuttering]
You look beautiful today.
Thank you, Cheney. Aren't you
the perfect gentleman?
Do you like, like,
like my doll.
That's a lovely doll.
You can, you can,
play, play with the doll.
Um.
That would be fine.
Thank you.
Yeah, one day.
Only one day.
Okay. You gotta,
give it back.
All right. One day with a doll.
Thank you. Thank you, Cheney.
Okay.
[Stuttering]
You're too much. Stop.
Oh.
Just a wonderful human being.
Good day. Okay.
Bye bye.
Removal of a cancerous brain
tumor equated with a
prefrontal lobotomy.
Unfortunately, still a
wonderful human being.
So if the split
with Fhelleps goes.
Well, it's not a traditional
split personality, doctor, and
try to use the term
dissociative identity disorder.
Some take offense to the
antiquated terms
of our profession.
Well, a rose by any other name
is still just a rose, isn't it?
James Fhelleps came to this
institute 25 years ago.
To the day.
25 years.
What would a man doing 2 to 5
for incest be doing
here for 25 years?
Mr. Fhelleps is the man
convicted for that crime, for
which he proclaims his
innocence and has
served that sentence.
Mr. Slater is the
reason that he is here.
So Joe Slater is the one
personality that
committed the crime.
It's more than mere
personality, doctor.
Here we are.
Oh. Hello, Barry.
Hello, Maud.
I'm taking her up
to CBT right now.
A little late because
we had an accident.
Wait a minute.
Keep him down here.
Doctor Willett kept him
secluded as far from the other
patients as possible.
Being a mostly modern facility,
I intend to bring treatment up
to those standards as well.
But for the moment,
he is held down here.
What, do you keep
him in the car or.
Well, not exactly, but yeah.
Doctor Willett had these
sort of barbaric ideas about
isolation, so it's
just what has happened.
How is he?
He's calm.
[Dramatic music]
Morning, doc.
Good morning Joe.
Did you sleep well?
Like a baby.
Why the jacket?
Don't you trust me?
Remember I told you I was a
special visitor would be coming
to see you.
Oh, yes.
Doctor London, I presume?
Yes. Hi, Joe.
You specialize in
sleep analysis.
Huh? Polysomnography,
to be more precise, but
yeah, pretty much.
Oh, I love sleep.
Why?
I'm able to,
search beyond
these walls for it.
Beyond the wall of sleep.
In dreams.
Yes.
Dreams are what keeps
the vessel on track
as I flicked through
resplendent and
prodigious valleys,
cities,
palaces of light and
regions unbounded.
Unbeknownst to man.
Huh? What are these realms?
You're searching for?
A blazing entity.
That is one of me.
And I of it.
We have traveled through great
oceans of space to this world,
following voices.
Like strange music scratching,
crackling in my brain.
Can you hear it?
What is this entity, Joe?
A big, vast,
personality.
That shook and laughed and
mocked the world that I've
known for a thousand years.
I shall soar through
the abysses of emptiness
and burn every obstacle that
stands in my way
to find it, merge
and spawn with it.
[Indistinct whispering]
- Come here.
- Watch.
See, see?
Yeah, I have to know.
[Screaming]
Goddamn, man!
What the fuck?
Doctor?
[Shouting]
[Dramatic music]
[Laughter]
Neville, ten cc's of
thorazine.
Check his eyes.
They're brown.
Check his teeth.
That's.
That's amazing.
When this occurred in our first
session, a DNA sample was taken
when his eyes were blue.
And then compared to
the sample on file.
Mhm.
Completely different.
That's. That's impossible.
Come on.
There are two men in that body.
After the injection,
returned him to the rec room.
Some sun will do him good.
Yes, doctor.
Come. There's more.
We have work to do,
Mr. Neville.
You must look into my eyes
and see the blue of the sky.
[Groaning]
As you may know, I was
transferred here about a month
ago at the request
of Doctor Willett.
Marinus Willett.
So you knew him?
No, I just thought his theories
on the dream state
were, uh, interesting.
I heard he, uh, killed
himself, though.
Well, he heard of you.
Really?
He mentioned you in his
letter to me.
And his desire that if I do
take over his position, the
first order of business is that
I contact you regarding the
Fhelleps case and share all
details of it with you.
Glad you respected
his wishes.
Yes.
Unfortunately, upon agreeing
to the position, I was informed
that he had committed suicide
and I couldn't get any
further information.
I can't wrap my head around
exactly what I just saw.
I,
I've never seen
anything like that.
Well, it was bad at the past.
Believed in outdated methods.
Ice baths.
Metrazol convulsion.
Electric and insulin
shock therapy.
Yeah, well, we've
come a long way.
Between those horrors.
He kept Fhelleps isolated,
doped up,
weaving baskets for the 2
to 3 hours a day
that he was awake.
Here is my first hypnosis
session with him.
223 Doctor Barnard,
Arkham Asylum.
Can you hear me, Jim?
Uh huh.
Tell me about the night of
the automobile accident.
I can hear you. Yes.
We are driving home from,
Billy Jackson's party.
You and your family?
Yes.
Alice is drunk.
Angry because we left early.
We argue.
Heather is asleep
in the back seat.
Blinding light.
Is it headlights?
No.
It stings.
I feel strange.
Warmth coming into me.
Hot as the sun.
Burning.
Oh.
Blood.
Rain is cooling me.
Heather's crumpled
body in my arms.
She's dead.
Oh, no.
It's my fault.
God took her from me.
I see you, man in the light.
He speaks without words to me.
His name is Slater.
He promises to guide
me, to show me the way.
Said he was traveling his
whole life to find it.
And when he does, it will
be the end of all humanity.
Of mankind.
Slater?
Who is Slater?
The deceiver.
The dreams.
Nightmares. The fear.
The lust.
Desire. The mystery.
Revelation!
Morning.
He's the destroyer.
Oh! Oh!
Help me!
Help me!
Please! Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Oh, God.
Calm down. It's Heather,
your daughter.
She didn't die, Jim.
She's alive and well.
Oh.
I spoke with Alice.
Your wife?
She gave me this photo.
Your wife's disfigurement,
Alice's death.
It was all a dream, Jim.
Just call me Joe.
All right.
So, uh, when do I start?
About an hour ago.
Very hard to work with.
[Indistinct]
[Machine buzzing]
[Laughter]
Oh God!
[Laughter]
[Indistinct]
This will be great.
All right.
- So.
- Yeah.
You have a great day.
You too.
Take care.
See you tomorrow morning.
Okay.
[Suspenseful music]
[Voice from TV]
[Music continues]
[Voice from TV continues]
Marinus Bicknell Willett
December 26th, 1998.
Recorded notes of my first
impression of patient
0333 James Fhelleps,
upon his arrival
at Arkham Asylum.
If the majority of mankind
ever pause to reflect about the
occasionally titanic,
significance of dreams
until the obscure world,
to which they belong.
You see, Mr. Fhelleps
claimed that his beloved
daughter
Heather, was killed in an
automobile accident, and then
his wife was left a
disfigured vegetable.
During his trial,
with both of them very much
alive and present in the
courtroom, he proclaimed his
nightmare reality to be truth,
and that now to be dream.
Was the greater number
of our nocturnal visions.
Are perhaps no more than faint
and fantastic reflections of
our waking experiences, such as
possible New glimpses into the
sphere of mental existence.
After reading vague accounts
from the penal of the ladies.
Mr. Fhelleps
complete amnesia of
the violent incident.
Healing is of utmost importance
to speak with his cellmate,
John Sturgis, at
Arkham State Prison.
[Voice from TV]
Jim.
He will be returning tomorrow.
[Growling]
[Dramatic music]
[Knocking on door]
Hey, Neville.
Okay, I'll take him.
I'll take him from here.
I got it.
Thank you, Nurse Matheson.
Thank you.
Thank you, I love you.
What's up fellas?
[Stuttering]
Bring him to me.
No, I don't like this.
[Stuttering]
No!
[Stuttering]
[Struggling]
[Growling]
[Screaming]
[Indistinct whispering]
[Indistinct whispering]
Ho, ho, ho!
Oh!
[Growling and hissing]
Open the door!
Open the door!
[Shouting]
I'm surprised you were able to
convince the warden to let you
see Sturgis.
You know, he hasn't had
a visitor in, like.
Was it, like, said 25
years or something?
Yeah. About that.
Long before my time.
I mean, I'm a diversity
hire, as they say.
You know, prison reform
and all the liberal jazz.
I ain't complaining.
I mean, solid
pension, great union.
Oh, is that so?
Oh, yeah.
They take good care of us.
Almost as good as the prisoners.
I'm just fucking with you.
Here we are.
Last cell at the end.
He's expecting you.
Okay, sure.
Thank you.
[German music]
Hey.
You like Shakespeare, huh?
That's what I asked
him way back when.
Asked who?
Jim Fhelleps?
He got me good.
Or the beast inside him got me.
What do you mean by that?
Something out of this
world, Dr. London.
It is doctor, isn't it?
Yeah.
Doctors make good money.
I'd like some before I go
down memory lane for you.
Sure. Why not?
Uh.
How's this for you?
- Hey.
- You've got soft hands.
All right, so tell me.
So what's up?
I thought he was
a regular run of
the mill shorties.
What does that mean?
Kiddie labor.
I started busting him in.
That's what happens here
to a new fish.
Cellmate or one of the
gangs fucks them.
And then, depending on how that
goes, they join whatever clique.
I stuck my cock in front of him.
It was his first day, and I was
trying to make it easy on him
and just have him suck
on it for a spell.
[Speaking German]
I put my shiv
next to his throat.
He started speaking in
a voice, not his own.
His eyes.
What color were his eyes?
That's the thing.
At first they were a
regular human brown.
But then they changed.
They turned into a glowing,
bright alien blue that seen
right through.
Seen things that no
human had seen before.
And,
them chompers.
I felt them fucked up teeth
into my skin, heard the blood
drops on the floor like
everything was happening in
slow motion and then a blinding
light shot down from above.
I could only hear
my own screams.
I saw my bloody
pecker on the floor.
[Laughter]
I mean, I'm sorry. That sucks.
This man was not a man.
This man was pure evil.
Raining down pain upon
me like the wrath of
a vengeful god.
Okay. All right.
I've seen enough.
Thank you.
I need constant antibiotics
to stave off infection.
Where are you going, doctor?
It made them swallow their guns.
Ask them with a
fucking Ouija board.
But I'm still here.
That's my adding blood.
They were weak like
you are stinking jew.
Sweet are the uses of adversity.
Hello!
[Knocking on door]
Can always use a second
opinion.
Ask the prison guards.
They seen it.
Hey!
[Speaking German]
Friends, Romans, countrymen,
lend me your cocks.
What's done can't be undone.
I wasted time,
and now doth time waste me.
[Dramatic music]
[Gasps]
[Shouting]
- What?
- Oh, fuck.
Honey?
Oh my God.
Are you okay?
Yeah. Shit.
I thought he was here.
- What?
- Oh my God, man.
Jim Fhelleps.
Who's. Who's Jim Fhelleps?
He's my patient.
He's, uh.
He's the guy I'm working with.
With the machine?
Yeah.
Yeah.
No.
Man.
I'm pretty excited
about this, actually.
I think.
I think it could
change the world.
Mhm.
I really do.
Is that why you're so scared?
Probably. Probably.
I just.
I really hope it doesn't all
fall apart, you know, like,
right when I'm getting started.
No, but I am so proud of you.
Always.
You know.
Mhm.
That's what keeps me going.
You know that.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
I'm so sorry I woke you up.
Hey, you're the one that has
to get up early tomorrow.
Oh, fuck.
- What?
- I have to get up today.
333. Isn't that a lucky?
It's an angel sign.
It means a past,
present, future.
I mean I guess, that's
what they say anyway.
And who are they, exactly?
I have no,
fucking,
clue.
[Laughter]
You!
[Gagging]
What?
[Coughing]
What?
What?
[Heavy breathing]
[Exhales]
I'm sorry.
I know I'm acting crazy.
I'm really acting crazy.
I, uh, I'm sorry.
Look at me. It's been a
very long day.
Just trust me, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay.
Okay. I'm, I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Oh, man.
[Baby crying]
Hold on. I'll be right back.
- Hey.
- Yeah.
The meter's running.
You better hurry.
Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming.
You hold on tight.
I'm not going anywhere.
[Suspenseful music]
[Dramatic music]
- Lucy.
- Ambrose?
What is it?
[Shouting]
Honey?
What is it?
Oh my God.
I thought I.
I thought I saw him.
What?
Jim Fhelleps.
All right.
That should be dark enough.
Now. I just gotta check.
Let's see if you are
at the right frequency.
Let's see.
Is going to hurt?
No. No, no, no, no,
not at all.
This is actually going to help
me peer into your memories
through dreamstate.
Kind of like a cosmic radio.
Oh, shit.
I just got to check the circuit.
Everything should be fine.
Yeah.
Oh, no no, no, don't.
Don't worry about it.
This this shit
happens all the time.
Okay, I won't worry.
Um, what?
What's what's with the tarps?
Well.
Um, some patients may
experience projectile vomiting.
Explosive diarrhea.
What?
Don't worry about it.
It's no problem.
Um, Jim.
Okay,
so what this does is it creates
an electromagnetic field which
gets stronger with REM sleep.
When I am able to do is create
a recording, a visual imprint
of your journey.
Okay. That's yours.
This is mine.
You're coming with me?
Oh, yeah.
With the help of a little
psychopharmacology.
What is this?
Uh Methylenedioxy,
Peyote, Methamphetamine.
Lysergic acid.
It's just a bunch of other shit.
Just don't sip it, gulp it.
Okay. Come on.
Come on. You can do it.
There you go.
Nice.
Nice.
It's good.
Yeah. Yeah, it is right.
It's a lot of sugar, a
splash of grenadine.
And um, how long
will that last?
About two hours.
Okay. Jim, I need you
to relax, okay?
That's easy.
I'm pretty tired.
Good.
You're actually
going to drink that?
Yep.
It's, uh.
To fully connect
with the patient.
I need to experience
the same thing.
How many times have you
done this experiment?
- Successfully?
- Yes.
- Once.
- Once?
Yeah, once.
How many trials?
And who was the
successful human trial?
Woah.
You know what I
just remembered?
My dream.
You, man.
Jim. Jim.
He was.
No, no, it was Joe Slater.
Joe Slater was in my house,
and he was eating my baby, man.
Ambrose, are you sure you
want to go through with this?
Yeah, yeah, we got
history to make, doc.
All right,
what I need you to do
is check his vitals
every five minutes.
All right.
Now, if there's a flat line.
Flat line?
Yes. If there's a flat line,
don't use the defibrillator.
- Okay.
- All right.
Whatever you do, don't use that.
Whatever you do,
just hand to mouth.
All right, Ambrose.
Okay.
All right Ambrose,
look, I really think
we should cancel this whole
thing right now and.
And go grab a drink
and discuss it.
Woah.
[Stuttering] It's coming on.
I'm not kidding about that
drink, Ambrose.
I'll buy if, if.
No, no, no.
No, no, no, no.
This shit's kicking in.
All right,
look, Jim.
We need to get to this.
Jim.
Can you see me?
I see your eyes. Oh.
Okay. Neville, I need
you to hit the switch.
I see you.
You can see me
through the light.
I see you.
All right.
Yeah. Relax.
There you go.
There you go.
Hey, hey, hey. Doctor Bernard.
I almost forgot.
You might.
It might be a little distorted,
but you'll be able to see an
image of what I'm seeing.
Okay. All right,
so hit the switch.
Press record.
All right.
Let's do this, Jim.
Look into my eyes.
Nice. Relax.
Relax.
Take deep breaths.
[Dramatic music]
Wow. All right.
Look into my eyes.
Her beautiful hall
of light drew near
and held a colloquy with me.
Soul to soul, in the same and
perfect Silent
interchange of thought.
The hour was one of
approaching trials.
Who was not my fellow being?
Escaping from a body of
degrading, incompatible bondage.
It shall not be denied.
It will not be denied.
It is your destiny.
Ambrose London.
Reach. Vista, that appeared to
me was the one that my ancient
ancestors most wished
to behold.
I am one,
with it.
Oh, shit.
[Indistinct]
Come on, boy.
Yes.
[Indistinct]
- Sure.
- [Indistinct] come on.
[Indistinct] Come on, boy.
[Indistinct]
Here,
[Indistinct chatter]
Down yonder.
Jesus, come on.
[Indistinct chatter]
[Dramatic music continues]
Look at her.
[Indistinct]
Are you there?
What is it?
Open the heavens!
Dang,
sure is hot.
[Screeching]
[Shouting]
Joe, I think we should get.
Don't be no glouser.
Christ, I don't like this.
Come on, brother, let's skadoo.
Don't be silly.
This here could be
worth a fortune.
Oh.
Would you looky there?
Jewels.
- [Shouting]
- Yo!
Yo! You all right?
What have you done to him?
[Shouting]
[Growling]
[Soft music]
[Music continues]
[Growling]
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
Joe.
The greatest in the
walls and roof and floor.
And loud music.
Far away.
- What? What?
- Do you see it?
Made them swallow their guns.
Doctor Marinus
Bicknell Willett.
[Stuttering]
Don't want you here.
I did everything you wanted.
Everything. Just
don't make me do this.
[Growling]
[Stuttering]
Don't want you here.
Please.
[Shouting]
Am, Ambrose wake up.
Ambrose wake up.
Ambrose wake up.
He's gone.
Ambrose! Wake up!
Ambrose. Ambrose.
Ambrose!
Ambrose! Wake up!
Ambrose. He's gone.
Get me out of this.
[Indistinct]
Shit.
Oh, fuck. Where is he?
Where is he?
It's Neville.
He attacked me, took
Jim, and then, and then.
He left?
Yes.
- He's going after her.
- Who?
His daughter.
[Shouting]
Holy shit!
What the fuck happened to you?
Doctor, please help me.
They're killing everyone.
Biting! Eating! Dead! Blood!
[Shouting]
Bridget calm down!
It's okay.
I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
I'm so sorry.
Here sit.
Yeah. What happened?
He let them all out.
All the patients.
Even solitary.
Neville unlocked all the doors.
And they all escaped.
[Dramatic music]
Do you have a cell phone?
- In my car.
- Bridget.
Did you see Janet?
No. I'm sorry.
God.
Hold still this is gonna
sting a bit.
Oh.
They were all, like, rabid
dogs attacking the staff.
They were biting,
clawing, murdering.
[Growling]
[Knocking on door]
Pistol in my office.
You got a gun?
We gotta go. Lets go!
Are you, are you good to
open the door?
- Yes.
- I got this.
Okay. On three.
On three.
Yeah. One.
Two.
Three!
Stay away man!
Stay away!
Stay away!
Stay away man! Stay!
Ah! Ah, shit!
Ah, shit!
Oh, man.
Oh, fuck!
Oh.
Not Cheyney.
It was like he was possessed.
He ain't shit now, man.
Let's go.
I'm coming.
[Growling]
Oh, shit.
Oh, fuck!
[Shouting]
Go, go!
Hurry, hurry!
Oh my God, my heart!
Hurry, hurry.
I'm hurrying.
[Growling]
[Dramatic music]
Oh my God!
Get out!
Get out of my head!
[Dramatic music]
All right, you go get the,
you get the gun.
I'll hold them off.
Janet?
Oh my God.
No.
No.
Doctor.
I'm in love with you.
Don't say that
unless you mean it.
I have a fragile heart.
I love you.
Get away!
[Growling]
Ambrose.
Ambrose. Ambrose.
Ambrose.
[Gunshot]
Oh, God.
Oh! Oh!
- Oh.
- Fuck.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Let's trade.
I hate those things.
Oh, God.
[Gunshot]
Oh!
Oh, shit.
Oh my God!
Shit!
Sorry, Santa.
Fuck.
Come on. This is faster.
- Really?
- Yeah yes.
Okay. Okay.
Come on.
- Hurry!
- What am I doing? I'm going.
We're going.
Carry this.
Okay. This way.
[Dramatic music]
Tucker?
[Stuttering]
Doctor Bernard. Doctor Bernard.
I want to eat your vagina.
Ambrose.
Ambrose.
[Gunshot]
It feels good.
Do you remember
the taste of warm,
blood in your mouth.
[Gunshot]
Oh.
Oh he was set to retire
next week.
Gold watch.
Big party.
Hey. Well, he's retired now.
Let's go.
Oh.
Oh, Jesus.
You guys close?
No, that's my fucking car.
Shit. Okay, let's take mine.
Okay.
[Tense music]
Where are we going?
- Well?
- Alice, is his ex-wife.
How do you know?
The machine. The machine.
It did something.
What it saw. I saw.
It? What?
I think it planned all this.
It killed Willett.
Wait, wait, wait. How could
Jim possibly do that?
Like, whatever's left of Jim is
just like a flickering synapse
at this point.
That thing, though,
that's inside of him.
It has full control, man.
And it's gonna stop at
nothing to fuck Heather.
- Fuck Heather?
- Yes.
These two entities, a male and
a female, came down and needed
hosts because they
wanted a mate, right?
Right.
So one jumped into
Joe and one jumped into his
brother, and they're
like, fuck, what do we do?
We're two dudes and they
just kill each other.
So the female escapes and
it eventually landed in Heather.
Right.
But wait, wait, wait.
Yeah.
These things are like, crazy.
They're like, I don't know,
they're like parasites
or something.
They need hosts.
Wait, wait, wait.
What about Neville
and the patients?
It controlled them.
It makes them do things.
How do we stop him?
We gotta, we gotta call Alice.
Okay.
All right. Look, her
phone number is
- 756-5827.
- Correct.
I know.
Just please
tell her to get the
fuck out of there.
Honey.
Honey, would you get the phone?
[Voicemail]
Hello.
This is the Jackson the family.
We're not here. Leave
a message.
Bye bye.
[Choking]
I just thought you should.
Tell me.
Where is she?
Bill!
[Choking]
Jim?
Jim! Get out of here!
Get out of here right now!
- Come here, Alice.
- No!
Let me get out!
Let me get a better look.
Get the fuck out of here!
Now Jim, leave!
No!
Get out of my house,
you son of a bitch!
Get out now!
So beautiful.
A bride of Christ!
You fucking pervert!
You fucking sick motherfucker!
Alice. Call the police now!
I'm going.
Oh,
Heather.
It's daddy.
Los Angeles police.
You're under arrest, James.
What is this all about?
Don't move.
Suspicion of child molestation.
Get down you fucking.
[Indistinct shouting]
I didn't do it.
- Daddy?
- Heather! Heather!
Bill it's not working.
It won't allow that Alice.
No no no no no no.
Ow, no.
Where?
No! No.
No! Don't tell him Alice.
No no no no no no.
Tell me, where is she?
- Jim please.
- Shut up!
Tell me.
Don't touch that switch.
No no, no!
Oh, God.
[Shouting]
[Shouting]
Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Where?
[Indistinct]
Oh, God forgive me.
[Shouting]
- [Shouting]
- Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh, my.
[Shouting]
Stop it! No!
No! No!
[Screaming]
[Screaming]
[Laughter]
Yea, though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil.
For thou art with me.
Thy staff and thy
rod comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before
me in the presence
of mine enemies.
Thou anointest my
head with oils.
My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy will
follow me all the
days of my life.
And I will dwell in the
house of the Lord forever.
Amen.
Father?
I found you.
You've been touched
by the hand of God.
Remember?
The resplendent aura
of my lover's light drew near
and held colloquy with me.
Soul to soul.
Perfect silence,
and interchange in thought.
It's the hour of our
approaching triumph.
[Moaning]
[Moaning]
[Dark music]
[Heavy breathing]
[Moaning]
[Screaming]
[Dramatic music]
Alice?
Alice?
Huh?
They're dead.
Of course they are.
It looks like they.
Looks like he tortured them.
How do we find him now?
This.
Better than
Boston church.
Heather.
We gotta go. Come on.
[Dramatic music]
[Choking]
Ambrose.
Ambrose.
Rejoice.
What have you done?
I've prepared her womb
with the sperm of Canaan.
We're ready now.
Do it.
Do what?
Fulfill your destiny.
Ambrose London.
[Laughter]
Honey, what's taking you?
[Tense music]
[Laughter]
See?
[Gunshot]
[Gun clicks]
[Gun clicks]
[Gun clicking]
[Thunder]
See.
I saw their cosmic offspring
flying through the sky
searching for hosts.
They get in through
the air we breathe.
Through our minds.
Through our bodies.
I wonder this too.
The doctor.
I'm really more care about you.
So why don't you tell me about
Sonia and your daughter, Lucy?
Shh.
Ambrose.
Ambrose.
Ambrose. Hello?
I'm sorry.
I killed them.
Through me,
so they could spread their seed.
How did you know that you,
you're the one?
The machine.
You got to watch the tape.
They recorded everything.
Prodigious valleys.
The meadows.
The cities.
The palaces of light
that they traveled.
Wait a minute.
No.
We traveled.
Do you know what?
It didn't want a peasant.
No, they didn't want Joe
Slater or Jim Fhelleps.
No. These are beings of power.
They're important.
Yeah.
Yeah. You really need to
watch that tape, doctor.
No Lynn didn't.
Your machine and all the tapes,
along with most of the files,
are destroyed or
destroyed by the patients.
Destroyed that you
and Doctor Barnard, release.
It was Neville?
- It was Jim.
- Shh.
Is it?
Oh my God.
Is it warm in here?
Yes.
- Yes.
- Yeah.
Listen to me.
Can you go outside
and precisely.
Carefully check
what's wrong with
the air conditioning?
The air conditioning, okay?
Oh, God.
You hot, Doctor?
Doctor, I tell you the truth.
Since the Nippon Shimada
Corporation purchased the
Arkham Asylum, they have
been upgrading the facility.
You know, I know it takes time,
but not that long, you know?
Okay. Right.
We can only accept.
So please be patient with
these minor and temperature.
Wait a minute.
You're telling me,
that something doesn't
seem strange, huh?
Like, what's on the news?
Is everybody infected?
The global pandemic.
Please be patient with me.
It's my.
[Screaming]
Somebody get in?
And also some.
Some. Some mutations.
You gotta tell him.
I mean, maybe maybe
they could find a cure.
It's damp down here.
The juices run.
It's wet, it's wet.
Wait a minute.
Did you say mutations?
Yes. Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Doctor!
Is it hot here?
God, it's so fucking.
Oh, my God, it's burning!
It's burning.
Burning between my legs.
Everyone's either, you know,
fucking or fighting,
you know?
This whole naughty things and
then getting to dirty house.
[Indistinct]
[Speaking foreign language]
[Screaming]
Please,
please please please.
Fuck.
[Indistinct]
Please.
Please fuck.
Fuck my dirty hole.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck my dirty hole.
Wait a minute.
It's inside of you, isn't it?
[Indistinct]
Yes.
I'm horny.
Inside me. Yes. Oh.
Please.
Please inside me.
[Indistinct shouting]
I'm gonna cum.
I'm gonna cum, Doctor.
Doctor.
[Indistinct mumbling]
Doctor.
I'm sorry.
This is not how I behave.
I don't know what's going on.
I'm sorry.
I really need a
good fuck from you.
Kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss.
Inside.
I need a good fuck.
Fuck. Okay.
I need to fuck.
Wait a minute.
Why isn't it in me.
It was the machine.
Of course.
It amplified the brainwaves.
Pushed evolution like
it did Jim Fhelleps.
Except. Except different.
Perhaps different this time.
He was an alien.
Huh?
[Moaning]
[Moaning]
[Shouting]
[Dramatic music]
Glorious. Oh, Sonia.
We shall meet again.
Perhaps the shining
Miss Orion's sword.
Perhaps on a bleak plateau
in prehistoric Asia.
Or maybe,
in our dreams.
Perhaps in another
form, an eon hence.
When the solar system
has been swept away.
[Shouting]
[Laughter]
[Laughter]
Let go!
Jim stop!
Jim.
[Shouting]
[Growling]