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I'm not going to biteyou.

I'm sorry, sir. You gave me a fright.

You're up very early.

I'm generally up by 5:00, sir. Otherwise I get behind.

I used to be able to stay up all night and suffer no ill effects whatsoever.

Oh, well.

Those scars.

Would you mind ifI examine them?

It's a purely professional curiosity.

I don't really like to talk about them, sir, ifit's all the same toyou.

There are some on your neck as well.

They look almost like teeth marks.

Yes, sir, that's what they are.

Mary, you'll find an eel in the fish pantry.

Fetch it in for me, will you?

It's alive!

Warmth ofyour hands, that'll be, revived him.

Put him here.

Difficult buggers to kill, is eels.

Now, keep hold ofits tail.

Go on. Don't be soft.

Fetch the skinners.

- What's the matterwith you? - I'm all right.

- You're as white as a sheet. - Sorry.

Well, fetch us that big saucepan offthe range.

What's he do out there on his own all those hours?

He's after something. I don't know.

Lastyear he used to give weekly lectures in that operating theater.

He had patients, like a regular doctor.

- And hejust stopped? -Just like that.

From one day to the next.

Perhaps he's looking for a cure for something.

Yes. Forwhat ails him, ifhe's got any sense.

Shall I leave the candle a while, or doyou want to sleep?

I always want to sleep.

I can't understand why it takes so much effort to look after one man.

I don't mind hard work.

I do.

I've been in service since I was 1 2, and this is the best place I've had.

He's a kind man, the doctor. Anyone can see that.

Ifhe was that kind, he'd let me sleep until 6:00.

Good night, then.

I feel safe here, is all.

Good morning, sir.

Mary, this is most welcome. I'm ravenous.

I'm pleased, sir.

- I wasn't sure I should wakeyou. - Why?

You can't have had much sleep, sir. I heard you come in not three hours ago.

Last night I came to the end ofa very longjourney.

For months now I have been engaged...

in the driest kind ofstudy.

But last night all the barriers fell before me.

I have made a great breakthrough.

I'm very happy to hear it, sir.

Yesterday as I was passing, I looked into the library...

and thereyou were with your nose in a book.

I had no idea you were able to read.

I'm very sorry, sir.

You are most welcome to borrow any book ofmine that takes your fancy.

No. I wouldn't want the other servants to think I was getting above myself.

No. I can't eat any ofthis.

-I'll ask Mrs. Kent to coddle some eggs. -No, that's all right.

Areyou quite sureyou don't want to tell me howyou got those scars?

I'm sorry. I won't askyou again. Leave the tray.

Would you ask Poole...

to organize the removal ofthat to my cabinet?

Yes, sir.

I hopeyou haven't been making a nuisance ofyourself, Mary.

No, sir. The doctor wasjust telling me...

he wants his mirror moved to his cabinet.

Can you account forwhy the master...

chose to issue these instructions through you?

No, sir. Except I told him I'd heard him coming in late last night.

You did what?

You were in the master's bedroom some considerable time.

What else did he say toyou?

We talked about doing something with the garden.

The garden?

It's gloomy out there. I thought we could plant a flower bed.

Who's going to do all this?

I would. I don't mind.

Aren't we finding enough work foryou?

I could do it on my afternoons off.

My last place in the country--

We're familiarwith your reminiscences, Mrs. Kent.

The master used to send for one ofthe housemaids every morning, 9:00...

regular as clockwork.

In the end, she fell in the familyway...

and was dismissed without a reference.

I often wonder what become ofher.

I expect now she entertains gentlemen all hours ofthe day.

- Bradshaw. - Yes, Mr. Poole?

Saveyour breath to cool your porridge.

Yes, Mr. Poole.

What areyou doing?

Mr. Poole doesn't allow me in the theater, sir.

- Does he not? - Mirror's in place, sir.

Thankyou.

Mary tells us you've been holding a discussion with her about the garden.

Remind me what conclusion we arrived at, Mary.

Flower beds there...

and at the corners...

and a herb garden here by the kitchen.

The very thing.

Just what we need.

Oh, Poole, would you gather the staff in the dining room at about 6:00?

- I have an announcement to make. - Sir.

As I'm sureyou're all aware...

the pressure ofmywork has increased considerably oflate.

Consequently, I have decided to take on an assistant.

His name is Mr. Edward Hyde...

and I intend to give him the run ofthe house.

Ofcourse, as a rule, he will come and go...

by the side door ofmy laboratory.

But when he does have the occasion to step over here...

I trustyou will treat him with the same respect thatyou've always shown me.

You may rely on it.

Will the gentleman be taking his meals here, sir?

Not as a rule, no.

There really is no cause for concern.

He is a quite remarkable young man.

He's a solitary one, isn't he, the doctor?

Ayear or two back he used to have dinner parties.

- Then hejust stopped. - Shame.

Oh, no. Best thing ever happened.

Think ofthe washing up.

And he's never had any sort of... a lady friend?

Never a woman stepped in the front door.

Not since I've been here.

- Strange. - Bradshaw says he goes to houses.

What?

Bradshaw says he goes to houses.

What doyou mean?

You know.

Houses.

I can't believe that.

You best get offifyou're going. I'll finish up here.

Thanks.

Sir?

Yes?

It was very good ofyou, sir, to back me up about the garden.

Yes, I think I did ratherwell.

Mr. Poole questioned me so closely about...

why I was so long with you this morning.

It was the only excuse I could think of.

So, thankyou.

Areyou sure he's not out on the landing right now, the virtuous Poole?

No, sir. He's gone to bed.

I thought, ifyou would like to examine these scars--

Come here.

Raiseyour sleeve.

These go very deep.

Did they never affect the use ofyour fingers?

I couldn't move my thumb for a while, but it gradually came back to working.

Does it still causeyou any pain?

Gives me a bit ofgyp when the weather's damp. Otherwise it's right as rain.

What did this?

Come.

Sit down.

- No, sir. - I insist.

- Something to drink, perhaps? - No, sir.

So, how did it happen?

It was a punishment, sir.

You done that on purpose, didn'tyou?

No, sir.

What doyou think? I'm made ofmoney?

You careless little bitch.

I'm going out now, Mary, to see what I can find.

He was gone some time.

He had a strange way ofwalking, not exactly a limp.

Buthis footsteps--

Well, Ialways knewit washim.

It was like...

everystep was calling myname.

Areyou still there, Mary?

I found you something to keepyou company.

We wouldn't wantyou getting lonely now, would we?

Was it a rat?

Yes, sir.

He knew the way I felt about them.

HeknewIcouldn'tabide even theidea ofthem.

And he knew, sooner or later, it was--

Going to bite its way through.

Bite its way through.

Where was your mother all this time?

She was working.

Shenevergothome tilllate.

She tookmeaway that verynight...

triedto decide what to do forthebest...

and thought I'd be safest ifshe put me into service.

What happened to him?

I never seen him again from that day to this.

It is a terrible story, Mary.

I can see whyyou were so reluctant to tell it to me.

Thankyou for...

being so candid.

I shan't forget it.

I must go to my laboratory. There's something I need to do.

You're up early this morning, sir.

As a matter offact, I didn't go to bed at all last night.

- You've been out, by seeing your shoes. - Yes. I needed some fresh air.

I was thinking a great deal about the storyyou told me last night.

You must have really hated your father.

I don't know, sir.

Surely he was a monster.

When I was little and he was in work, he wasn't so bad then.

It was the drinking that did it.

You think it was only the drink?

The drink turned him into a different man.

A different man?

He even looked different.

What doyou mean?

It was like he carried another person inside him...

and the drinking brought him out.

Or maybe set him free.

I'd likeyou to do something for me in strictest confidence.

I wantyou to deliver this letter.

I expectyou know where that is.

There'll be no reply other than a yes or a no.

- Very good, sir. - You'll do it then?

Ifyou want me to, sir.

Thankyou, Mary.

Haven'tyou everwished for a completely new life, Mary?

No, sir. What good would that do?

Supposeyou were able to do absolutelywhateveryou wanted...

with no consequences and no regrets.

Then what?

I don't believe there is such a thing as actions without consequences.

Strictly speaking, I've no vacancies at the moment.

We might be able to come to some particular arrangement.

- Areyou Mrs. Farraday? - Who wants to know?

I have a letter from Dr.Jekyll.

- HarryJekyll, eh? - Areyou--

Yes, I'm Farraday. Keepyourwool on. Come inside.

Dear old Harry. Ever the good Samaritan.

Not required in the House ofCommons, Sir Danvers?

I imagine they can rub along without me this once, Mrs. Farraday.

And vice versa, I shouldn't wonder.

Sir Danvers is one ofour most prominent spokesmen on foreign affairs.

- Aren'tyou, Sir Danvers? - You're too kind, Mrs. Farraday.

Got any questions on any sort ofexotic customs...

Sir Danvers is your man.

Well, perhaps I've been a bit hasty.

No, no. She's not even an apprentice. Notyet.

Oh, pity.

- Mary! - Yes?

I look forward to meeting you in due course.

You rub along for as long as you like, Sir Danvers.

Or as long as you can manage.

I'll say this for HarryJekyll: He may ask for a few special services...

but he doesn't mind paying top whack.

So I'm to say your answer is yes?

My answer's always yes.

I have my obligations, tell him.

It'll take me a week to clear out the present tenant, then anotherweek...

to make these alterations he's asking for.

Then his assistant can move in.

Can't say I've ever noticed him in need ofany assistant.

Well?

She said yes, but she said she needs two weeks to get it ready.

Hard on myyoung man.

No hardship to stay away from that place.

He's robust enough, and he needs to live within easy reach ofthe hospital.

- Where is he living at the moment? - Why doyou ask?

No one in the house has seen him.

He comes and goes during the night. Now I think that will be all.

- I've seen him! - Yes, hejust crossed the bridge.

But I couldn't really make him out.

What was he like?

He moves funny.

Not so much a limp.

More ofa shuffle.

And he's sort ofstooped.

- Did you see his face? - No.

Just his eyes.

He came outofthe dark...

likehe wasmade ofit.

- What's this, the mother's meeting? - No, Mr. Poole.

Come here.

Closer.

Closer.

What am I going to do with you?

You should have no trouble cashing this.

I thinkwe've had enough excitement for one evening.

Close the door behind you.

My lord, sir, what haveyou done?

- It's all right. - Is it broken?

No, it's only a sprain. I shall need helping into the house.

Shall I fetch your assistant?

What? I'm sor--

What did you say?

I thought I heard him...

moving around the house last night.

Ifhe were there, doyou suppose he'd leave me to crawl out here on my own?

I'm sorry, sir.

Ifyou'll allow me to lean on you...

I'm sure the thing can be accomplished.

You've been working too hard, sir. I'm not surprised you had an accident.

- What's going on? - The master's had an accident.

Why didn'tyou come for me?

Hold your tongue. Go upstairs and light the bedroom fire. Bradshaw.

I was out late last night. I must have...

somehow put myweight on it.

Dr.Jekyll is all too benevolent an employer.

So it falls to me to draw attention to occasions...

when I feel members ofthe household are failing in their duties.

It is also my task, may I remind you...

to dismiss those staffwho persistently overstep the mark.

Yes, sir.

Haveyou any idea to what I may be referring?

It was not my place to advise the master not to work.

Quite so. Now help me on with my Ulster.

The master requires certain supplies from the chemist.

Naturally, we're all concerned when Dr.Jekyll is unwell.

We are hardly likely to improve his condition...

by drawing attention to our own entirely insignificant opinions.

You must be aware there are a great manyyoung women...

in straitened circumstances who could fill your position...

and observe a few elementary regulations.

Remember that.

- Mary. - Yes, sir?

When we had our talk, you refused to sayyou hated your father.

I don't.

Why not?

He put a dark place in me, and I can't forgive him for that.

But it's part ofme now, and how can I regret what I am?

Though it often makes me sad.

Oh, well, sadness, yes.

That can't be helped.

That comes in like the tide.

I knowyou're afraid ofrats. You told me.

But what else areyou afraid of?

I don't know, sir.

Bad dreams.

- I see. - Confined spaces.

Yes, ofcourse.

But whatyou're saying is, you're never afraid ofyourself.

I didn't say that.

You are afraid ofyourself?

Yes.

I thought so.

God, Mary.

I'm so cold.

My hands are frozen through.

Take some broth, sir.

I don't know, Mary.

Why is ityou strike me as you do?

Get some warmth intoyou, sir.

I'm very tired.

Will you get dressed? There's something I need you urgently to do for me.

What's all this about?

How should I know? You'll have to do the blackleading for me this morning.

I'm afraid this won't be a very pleasant errand.

- Is it to Mrs. Farraday? - It is.

And I can't tell you how important it may be.

Come in here!

He won't slip out ofthis one with a few quid and a smarmy letter.

All the same, you'd better read it.

He ought to have the courage to come here hisself...

and clean up after that mad dog ofhis.

- He said there might be a reply. - And so there might.

Come with me.

In you go.

Don't even ask.

What shall I tell him?

Tell him no need to panic. I'll do anything he wants.

And you take this home with you to HarryJekyll.

What am I supposed--

Ah, yes, it takes all sorts.

You tell HarryJekyll this is such linen...

as even his old friend Mrs. Farraday can't clean for him!

You've taken your time. The master's waiting foryou, in the laboratory.

Go there directly. The rule is relaxed.

And shiftyourself!.

What did she say?

She said she'll do everything you want her to.

But she said this is such linen as even she cannot clean.

She has always been prone to exaggeration.

I saw the room. There was blood on the ceiling.

And did Mrs. Farraday explain?

No, sir. But I felt sure someone had been torn to death in that room.

No.

- She said you should've goneyourself. - I couldn't.

I'm sureyou understand. A place like that.

I sent my assistant, Mr. Hyde.

She called him a mad dog.

On those rare occasions...

when a woman like Mrs. Farraday is not at fault herself...

she is liable to experience a rush ofrighteous indignation.

I happen to know that Mr. Hyde...

did everything that he could.

The girl had already lost too much blood.

These amateur operations, as I'm sureyou--

Well, let's not discuss the details.

Just rest assured that I shall continue...

to look into the matter.

I suppose it would have been too much to expect a bit ofgratitude.

I'm sorry I doubted you, sir.

I'm going to lock my door and work.

Tell Poole he may close up as he pleases.

I may not go back into the house tonight.

Mary Reilly.

Doyou know who I am?

You're Mr. Hyde, the master's assistant.

You may say so. What doyou think?

I always had an artistic temperament.

I know I owe my existence to science, but...

I've never been able to whip up much enthusiasm for it.

Strange...

the thoughts that come unbidden, don'tyou find?

Ifyou mean we're not always in control ofour ideas--

Why should we want to be? That's the question.

I've never been in favor ofcontrol.

By all accounts, your fatherwas no paragon at controlling himself.

Men will chatter amongst themselves in a--

What I wasn't able to find out was how far it might have gone...

between your father and yourself.

Didn'tyou look forward to them sometimes...

those evenings when your motherwas out working?

Still, wouldn'tyou like to come in town with me tonight?

Good morning, Mary.

- Morning. - What's the matter?

I thought, sir, when we spoke ofprivate matters...

those were confidences you would never repeat.

I'm afraid you've been upset by my assistant.

No, sir. I was more upset byyou thatyou told him.

As a doctor, I've always been in the habit...

oftaking notes after any kind ofconsultation.

I'm afraid myyoung man is less scrupulous than he should be.

He read my notebook.

I see, sir.

Well, in that case--

I can't deny that his manners are rough, but I've learned to look beyond that.

I know he likes you very much.

I see no reason whyyou shouldn't become the best offriends.

As a matter offact, I was hoping you would accompany him...

this afternoon on a scientific errand.

I thought it might make a break from this perpetual housework.

Ofcourse, I'll send Bradshaw ifyou prefer.

And now, to where they butcher human meat.

This hospital and the slaughterhouse share the same gutters.

Most convenient.

Youjust can't say no to our employer, can you?

And you believe everyword he says?

The doctor's been very kind to me.

He's much too old foryou, ofcourse.

I don't know whatyou mean.

I keep telling him he works too hard.

Areyou aware, when you're with him, ofhow much he longs to touch you?

Ofcourse not.

He conceals it that well, does he?

I don't want to talk about this.

Whateveryou say.

It is difficult to understand someone who is entirely incapable...

ofsimply asking forwhat he most wants in the world, don'tyou agree?

How can you presume to know what goes on in the doctor's mind?

Inspired guesswork. Instinct. Fellow feeling.

- What does he want them for? - I've never bothered to ask.

I just supply the organs as required.

You've no idea how strange and twisting...

are the ways ofscience.

Wait there.

Afternoon, Doctor.

Visit from the butcher.

What's that?

He can't tell why, Mary, but the doctor feels a bit hungry.

Tea and sandwiches, perhaps.

For two, sir?

Why not?

Dr.Jekyll and Mr. Hyde would like some tea.

How doyou get on with that Mr. Hyde then?

He manage to keep his hands to hisself?

You shouldn'tjudge everyone byyour own standards, Mr. Bradshaw.

Well, I hope Hyde was politer toyou than he was to old Poole.

-What doyou mean? -Beforeyou went off, he sent for Poole.

He tells him to get on the train...

go offto some chemist way out in the country.

And when Poole says, ''Is there anything else I can do foryou, sir?''

He says, ''Yes. Mind your own business,'' and slams the door in his face.

Mr. Poole was that upset.

I wouldn't cross him in the next day or two ifI was you.

He said to me, '' No matter how well he speaks...

Mr. Hyde could never be mistaken for a gentleman.''

Who is he then?

You ask me, he's got one over on the doctor. You know, a spot ofblackmail.

Or, tell you what, maybe he's a souvenir...

from the doctor's student days, sort ofa grown-up wild oat.

Now they do look a bit alike.

Mary don't like to think the doctor's ever had any fun in his life.

Mary, you go.

Oh, it's you, is it? Butler's night off, is it?

- What doyou want? - A word with the gentleman.

- Which one? - HarryJekyll, ofcourse.

IfI never saw that other devil again in my life, it'd be too soon for me.

- They're both in the laboratory. - That'll do as well as anywhere.

As a rule, the doctor doesn't admit visitors when he's working.

Oh, I think he'll admit me.

Very likely he'll admit both ofus ifyou playyour cards right.

Wait here.

What is it?

Mrs. Farraday is here to seeyou, sir.

- Who? - Mrs. Farraday.

- What doyou want? -Just a word.

Thought we might have a chat about improving our financial arrangements.

Staywhereyou are. I'll be with you in a moment.

There's something I have to do first.

Don't be too long. It ain't very festive down here.

- I'll bring the tea in a minute, sir. - What?

- Mr. Hyde ordered tea and sandwiches. - Cancel the tea.

Hold your horses. I'm parched.

I'm sureyou'd prefer something stronger.

It won't take me a moment to prepare it.

Have ityour own way.

Doctor?

Doctor?

Doctor?

I'm very sorry to disappointyou, but it isn't the doctor.

He chivalrously insisted on seeing Mrs. Farraday all the way home.

He told me he couldn't go to that house.

She's moved.

- Will there be anything else, sir? - Yes. There will be.

Come here.

There has been something I've been trying to say toyou...

ever since our first conversation in the library.

Yes, sir?

I--

I want to apologize for some ofthe things I said.

Why?

Because...

I was unnecessarily...

offensive.

Now lookwhat you've made me do.

Don'tyou know who I am?

Mary Reilly.

Sorry. Must be some misunderstanding.

I thoughtyou invited me here.

I did.

What's the matterwith you?

I'm sorry. Bad dream.

Didn't sound too bad.

Yes?

Mrs. Kent tells me that while I was awayyesterday...

you had some dealings with the master's assistant.

Yes, sir.

Did you hold much conversation with him?

No, sir.

But I understand a cup was broken.

That's right.

How did that happen?

- I dropped it, sir. - You dropped it?

- On the carpet? - No, sir.

- It landed on the fender, sir. - I see.

- It should be stopped from yourwages. - Yes, sir.

I'll discuss it with the master. You may go.

Poole tells meyou've confessed to breaking a cup.

Yes, sir. I'm sorry.

After the storyyou told me aboutyour father, I can't understand...

howyou could ever bring yourself to sayyou've broken a cup.

Especiallywhen you didn't do it.

Yes, sir. I can't rightly understand it myself.

I'm sorryyou don't care for Mr. Hyde.

- Who told you that, sir? - Well, you don't, doyou?

He troubles me, sir.

Leave me.

- May I open it, Mr. Poole? - Verywell. Be quick about it.

What is it, Mary? Is it bad news?

My mum's passed away.

Mary, you come and sit down a minute.

We'll makeyou a nice cup oftea.

This is from her landlord. Says she owes him money for the rent.

Now, don'tyou worry. Mr. Poole will speak to the master, won'tyou?

Yes. I'll take up the breakfast today.

Yes. And then you can see to things yourself.

I've got my savings. Nearly eight pounds.

Would that be enough to pay for a proper funeral?

Why isn't she in her room?

Well, you see, I've a heavy demand for my rooms.

Long waiting list.

- Where haveyou put her? - She's quite comfortable.

Very snug really.

Now, the parish will provide the expenses ofthe burial.

No. I want her to have a proper funeral. I can pay.

Then let me takeyou to a first-class undertaker ofmy acquaintance.

Thankyou. I prefer to make my own arrangements.

And did you say you were also owed money?

I took the liberty ofselling off...

her few bits offurniture and crockery and clothes...

which, I'm very pleased to say, cleared offher debt completely.

And, let me see...

yes, a shilling over.

A poorwage for a lifetime's drudgery.

Very true, miss.

This is a vale oftears.

What haveyou done?

You have a wonderful knack for being in the right place at the right time.

Why areyou about at this hour ofthe night?

- My mother died. - Oh, yes, I heard.

Oh, well. She's not the only one.

Now I'm afraid I must make good my escape.

I supposeyou'll never see me again.

- Areyou the housemaid, Mary Reilly? - Yes.

This way.

- Mary Reilly? - Yes, sir.

Where haveyou been?

My mother's died, sir. I had some arrangements to make.

And when did you last see the doctor's assistant, Mr. Edward Hyde?

Some time ago, sir.

Not in the last 24 hours?

No, sir.

Another question.

Areyou acquainted with a friend ofthe doctor's...

a member of Parliament, Sir Danvers Carew?

What areyou up to?

I don't believe so, sir.

But I understand he was a regular dinner guest here at the house.

Reilly is the most recently engaged member ofthe domestic staff.

I don't believe Sir Danvers has dined here since her arrival.

I see.

Ifyou'll oblige us, Mr. Poole...

we'd like to search the doctor's laboratory.

I don't believe there's anyone out there, sir.

Will you not interfere in matters which do not concern you?

You'd best ask the doctoryourself.

May I be ofsome assistance, gentlemen?

IfI had anywhere else to go, you wouldn't see me for dust.

The police found nothing here or in the laboratory.

This place is goin' to the dogs.

Murder now, ifyou please.

He always gave me the creeps, that Hyde.

What's to stop him coming back here and skewering us when we're in our beds?

He won't do that.

You know him well, doyou?

Come on to bed.

Still feel safe here?

I don't know what I feel anymore.

Well, I'd watch me back ifI was you.

- Mary? - Yes, sir?

Would you step in here a moment. I want to speak toyou.

- Mr. Poole-- - Never mind Mr. Poole.

Put those down.

- You saw him yesterday. - I did, sir.

- You told the policeyou had not. Why? - I don't really know, sir.

Doyou know that whatyou've done has madeyou an accessory to murder?

Not telling the police everything you know is a criminal offense.

I know that, sir.

My God. I was at school with him.

He was corrupt and frivolous, but he didn't deserve that.

And he is an important man, not easily swept under the carpet.

Not like the others.

What others, sir?

- What others? - There were others.

Where is he?

Last night he walked in on me as bold as brass.

He wanted money to make good his escape.

I made him promise to disappear and never show his face again.

What is it you owe this man?

Why areyou prepared to risk everything trying to protect him?

It's myselfI'm trying to protect.

And as far as what I owe him, as strange as it may sound...

Edward Hyde has liberated me.

I no longer care what the world may think ofme.

It is marvelous how much he loves his life.

And his victims, sir. Did they not love theirs?

Not as he does.

Not so ravenously.

Sir?

Sir?

I trustyou as I trust no one, Mary.

My life would be a sad thing ifI--

What is it?

He is impatient.

Therefore, do we now commit the body...

ofour departed sister to the ground.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

I wanted to make a contribution...

towards the expense ofthe funeral.

Lookin' well.

And settled in service in a big house.

- So I've been told. - Who told you?

- Your mother. - When?

Oh, I've seen a bit ofher the past couple ofyears.

She wasn't one to bear a grudge.

I wasjust thinking...

ifyou and I couldn't get together again sometime?

The doctor tells me I'm not likely to live through the winter.

Here. This must've costyou six months' wages.

You keep it.

Why not? My money's as good as anyone's.

Haveyou no heart at all? I'm your father.

Haveyou no feelings for me?

We had our good times, didn't we?

Wehadsomegoodtimes.

Youremember?

Mustremember.

Did you miss me?

You promised the master you'd go away.

Easier said than done, as it turns out.

- What did you do to him? - Betteryou askwhat he has done to me.

The truth is, I am your master.

- What doyou mean? - I mean I am the bandit.

He is merely the cave in which I shelter.

- Where areyou going? - To raise the alarm.

Last week, you saved my life.

Nowyou want to send me to the gallows?

Can you explain?

Can you?

I feel differentlywith you.

Why should that be?

You still the rage.

Where does it come from, sir? This rage.

How should I know?

It comes in like the tide.

Now areyou beginning to understand?

Foryears now the doctor has been suffering from a strange malady.

He experimented with manyways to keep it at bay.

But it would always return more acute than ever.

Finally, he distilled two drugs...

tested them, and understood that he had found the cure...

which took an unexpected form.

What form?

Me.

I was the cure.

The first formula transformed him into me.

The second formula-- which he always refers to...

rather insultingly, I can't help feeling, as the antidote--

transforms me back into him.

Lately, I've found a way to slip his leash.

To become myselfwithout having to wait for the injection.

How?

Presumably, because I am the stronger.

Is evil stronger than good?

You tell me.

Please let me go.

I am sorry. I thought you were planning to stay a while.

But perhaps my sense ofsmell deceives me.

Where areyou going, Mary?

The master's asked me to bring him something from the laboratory.

I'll take care ofthat.

- He particularly asked I do it myself. - I will do it!

You don't know what he wants. Please don't interfere.

And he's not to be disturbed for the rest ofthe morning.

- Mary? - Yes, Mr. Poole?

I wantyou to go and wait in my parlor.

I have something to say toyou.

Yes, Mr. Poole.

- Poole. Thereyou are. - Yes, sir, I--

I wantyou to payvery close attention to what I say.

You must make anothervisit to Finlay and Sons.

I'm very much afraid theywon't be--

Will you listen to what I'm saying beforeyou start raising objections?

Three or four months ago they prepared this at my instruction.

There must have been some impurity in the compound because since then...

neither they nor any ofthe other chemists has been able to reproduce it.

You must ask them to analyze this precisely...

and then wait on the premises...

until they succeed in reconstituting it.

Tell them that this is a matter ofthe greatest urgency.

Life and death.

I will, sir.

Mary, will you come with me?

At least there is someone in this house I can rely on.

I didn't know ifI could believe what he was saying.

But it's true, isn't it?

I kept thinking you must know we were the same man.

How could anyone know such a thing?

How could anyone possibly guess?

I wantyou to do something for me.

I wantyou to go now to my laboratory...

and make up a bed.

That is where I'll need to spend most ofmy time from now on.

- Shall I take this with me? - No!

Sir?

He said you have an illness.

What kind ofan illness?

You might call it a fracture in my soul.

Something which...

left me with a taste for oblivion.

You should've seen him.

Shuffling across the courtyard.

Hanging onto that drawer like he thought someone wanted to take it offhim.

Poor Mr. Poole, run offhis feet.

And he's not looking verywell on it either.

I'm afraid the master's been put out ofpatience.

As I feared, his new consignment ofmedicine is not at all satisfactory.

There are a number ofbroken bottles in the operating theater.

I'll go and clear it up, Mr. Poole.

Never mind. Leave it till the morning.

Best to get it done now.

Doctor?

Is thatyou?

Who is that?

What stops me from killing you?

I always knewyou'd be the death ofus.

He took pity on me.

Seems he took pity on me as well.

He mixed something with the antidote.

A poison.

Another cruel trick to take his life and leaveyou behind to suffer.

It was the onlyway he could devise to setyou free.

It was inevitable from the moment...

I found how to achieve what I'd always wanted;

to be the knife as well as the wound.

Would you have ever forgiven me?

I wanted the night, you see.

And here it is.

You said...

you didn't care what the world thought ofyou.

Norwill I.