Original subtitles

CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY LIONS GATE ENTERTAINMENT

Woman: UNIT 55, UNIT 55,

REPORTS OF SCREAMS AT 64th AND PARK.

Man: ROGER, DISPATCH. UNIT 55 WILL RESPOND.

[RADIO STATIC]

Man: TODAY'S TOP STORY INVOLVES

WHAT THE POLICE ARE CALLING A MYSTERIOUS SERIAL MURDER.

ALL 3 POSSIBLE KILLINGS HAVE OCCURRED

NEAR BACK ALLEY DUMPSTERS AND TRASH CANS.

[STATIC]

Woman: AND SO FAR,

NONE OF THE BODIES HAVE BEEN RECOVERED.

Second man: THIS SEWER THAT'S JUST BEHIND ME,

WHERE THIS VICIOUS ASSAULT HAS LEFT ONLY BLOOD

IN ITS AFTERMATH.

First man: POLICE HAVE ANNOUNCED A FIFTH VICTIM

IN THE HORRIFIC TRASH CAN MURDERS.

AS WITH THE OTHER BRUTAL ATTACKS,

ONLY BLOOD WAS FOUND AT THE CRIME SCENE--

NO VICTIM, NO BODY.

Woman: THE MYSTERIOUS SERIAL KILLER,

WHOM THE PRESS NOW CALLS "THE TRASHER" HAS STRUCK AGAIN.

[STATIC]

First man: THE TRASHER'S GRISLY KILLING SPREE

HAS ESCALATED TO ITS 13th VICTIM.

Woman: AND FAR TOO MUCH BLOOD AT THE SCENE

TO LEAVE ANY HOPE FOR THE VICTIM'S SURVIVAL.

Second man: POLICE ARE ADVISING EVERYONE TO STAY CLEAR

OF ALLEYS AND BACK STREETS DURING NIGHTTIME HOURS.

[STATIC]

Woman: SEVERAL NEIGHBORS REPORTED HEARING SCREAMS

JUST AFTER MIDNIGHT.

Second man: THE TRASHER IS WANTED BY THE F.B.I.

IN CONNECTION WITH 35 SIMILAR MURDERS ACROSS 7 STATES.

Second man: THE MOST SAVAGE SERIAL KILLER

THIS CITY HAS EVER KNOWN HAS STRUCK AGAIN.

THIS TIME...

Woman: POLICE ARRIVED ON THE SCENE ONLY TO FIND

THE TELLTALE AFTERMATH OF ANOTHER BLOODY TRASHER ASSAULT.

Second man: PROFILERS FROM THE F.B.I.

ARE NOW WORKING WITH LOCAL LAW ENFORCEMENT

TO PUT TOGETHER A PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE...

Woman: OF THE 22 PROBABLE VICTIMS,

NOT ONE BODY HAS BEEN RECOVERED.

[STATIC]

First man: AND NO ONE KNOWS

WHEN OR WHERE THE TRASHER WILL STRIKE NEXT.

[STATIC]

[OVERLAPPING RADIO TRANSMISSIONS]

THERE'S BLOOD EVERYWHERE.

NO. NO VICTIM, NO MURDER WEAPON...

[HELICOPTER]

[SIRENS]

THAT'S THE FIFTH ONE THIS WEEK.

WHAT DOES HE DO WITH THE BODIES?

WHOA. GET BACK BEHIND THE LINES, SIR.

THE M.O. IS THE SAME

AS ALL THE OTHER RECENT MURDERS.

AND, AS ALWAYS, THERE IS NO BODY,

JUST ANIMALISTIC CARNAGE

AT YET ANOTHER DARK AND GARBAGE-FILLED ALLEY.

ONCE AGAIN, THIS SAVAGE LUNATIC HAS SHOWN

WHY HE'S BEEN DUBBED "THE TRASHER,"

AND, ONCE AGAIN, HE HAS GOTTEN AWAY.

[SIRENS]

HEADING EAST ON THIRD TOWARD GRAND.

COME ON. GOT HIM.

WHOA!

OOH! I'M GONNA PUKE.

HE'S RUNNING OUT OF REAL ESTATE.

HE'S TRAPPED.

SHIT. I HATE THIS.

TURN OFF THE ENGINE AND GET OUT OF THE CAR

WITH YOUR HANDS WAY OVER YOUR HEAD.

GET OUT OF THE CAR NOW!

DON'T SHOOT.

IT WAS HIS IDEA.

KIDS.

DON'T MOVE.

CODE 2, CODE 2.

WE HAVE THE SUSPECTS IN CUSTODY.

YOU, COME HERE. COME ON.

STAND RIGHT HERE.

SIT DOWN OVER THERE.

SIT.

YOU'RE GONNA BE HERE FOR A WHILE.

YOU BIG BABY.

[MAN SCREAMING]

WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?

HOLY SHIT.

WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON, CHIEF?

WHAT IS IT?

I THINK IT CAME FROM IN HERE.

IN THE SEWER?

[SIREN]

JESUS.

WHAT THE HELL TOOK YOU GUYS SO LONG?

THE TRASHER GOT ANOTHER ONE ABOUT AN HOUR AGO

5 BLOCKS AWAY.

WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?

SON OF A BITCH.

CALL IT IN. GET 2 MORE UNITS HERE NOW,

BEFORE WE LOSE HIM AGAIN.

YOU TWO, WAIT WITH FERGUSON.

COME ON OVER HERE.

COME ON! HELP ME OUT WITH THIS, PLEASE, WOULD YOU?

SECONDS COUNT.

THEY GOT OTHER PEOPLE

THAT DO THIS SHIT, DON'T THEY?

NOW!

FERGUSON, WHERE'S THAT BACKUP, MAN?

On radio: ON ITS WAY. 2 MINUTES.

Woman: WE CAN'T TRACK HIM THROUGH THIS SHIT, CONNOLLY.

WHAT'S THIS?

GO.

SHIT! SHIT.

NO, WAIT. CHILDS, DON'T--OH.

DON'T FALL.

UH-HUH.

SHIT.

LET'S GET

THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.

SHUT UP.

Childs: OH, MY GOD.

WHAT IS THIS PLACE?

WHAT THE FUCK?

IT'S A DEN OF SOME KIND.

WE BETTER GET OUT OF HERE.

THIS WHOLE PLACE IS PROBABLY RIGGED WITH TRAPS.

JESUS.

Childs: YOU THINK... HE LIVES DOWN HERE?

AAH!

[SCREAMING]

ANDERSON, GET YOURSELF TOGETHER.

JESUS. YOU SEE THAT?

GO!

SHIT!

CHILDS? CHILDS?

SHE'S DEAD.

I THINK I HEAR THEM UP AHEAD. CLIMB UP.

I'LL FOLLOW YOU!

GO, GO! GET HIM! GO!

GO!

COME ON, ANDERSON. FOLLOW ME.

THERE HE IS.

[GUN IS LOADED]

DON'T.

DON'T TRY IT.

DON'T.

[GUNS IS LOADED]

ANDERSON.

ANDERSON.

[GUNSHOT]

FUCK.

I GOT THE SON OF A BITCH.

HE PLAYED YOU.

NOW HE GOES TO THE HOSPITAL.

ROOKIES!

DID YOU SEE THAT?

I NAILED HIM.

[CHUCKLING]

Radio: IF YOU'VE LOOKED OUT YOUR WINDOW

OR ARE ON THE ROAD,

YOU MAY HAVE NOTICED THAT THE WEATHER HAS CHANGED.

TEMPERATURES SHOULD DROP INTO THE LOW 30s TONIGHT,

AS SCATTERED SHOWERS MOVE FROM OREGON

ACROSS MOST OF THE INLAND BASIN.

CHANCE OF THUNDERSTORMS...

HI, GUYS.

HI, MOMMY.

HI, MAGGIE. YOU'RE LATE.

I KNOW. IT WAS A REALLY LONG DAY AT WORK.

I'M SORRY.

HI, SWEETIE.

WHAT ARE YOU WATCHING?

AND ONCE AGAIN...

DON'T WATCH THAT.

IT'LL GIVE YOU NIGHTMARES.

SO, HOW WAS YOUR DAY TODAY?

GOOD. WHEN CAN WE GO HOME?

I DON'T KNOW, SWEETIE.

BUT DADDY'S GONNA BE CALLING

SOMETIME LATER TONIGHT.

YOU KNOW, HON,

SARAH GOT AN "A" ON HER SPELLING BEE TODAY.

DID YOU?

YES. REALLY?

YES.

GOOD GIRL.

I'M SO PROUD OF YOU. THAT'S VERY GOOD.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

DADDY!

[RING]

Sarah: HI, DADDY.

ARE YOU EVER GOING TO TELL HER

WHAT MICHAEL DID?

HMM...MAYBE WHEN SHE'S 21.

HOW CAN I? SHE'S CRAZY ABOUT HIM.

APPARENTLY, SO IS

EVERY OTHER WOMAN HE MEETS.

I SAID NOTHING, NOT A THING.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

[RING]

[BEEPS]

GOOD NIGHT, SWEETIE.

[KISS]

MOMMY, ARE YOU STILL MAD AT DADDY?

I'M NOT MAD AT DADDY, HONEY.

WE JUST NEED A LITTLE TIME TO THINK.

ARE YOU GOING TO THINK TONIGHT?

YES.

ME, TOO.

GOOD NIGHT.

GOOD NIGHT.

YOU'RE GOING OUT NOW?

I HAVE TO GO BACK TO WORK.

AT THIS HOUR?

I'M NOT GOING TOO FAR.

THEY CALLED ME OUT TO CRESTMORE.

CRESTMORE?

COULDN'T YOU TELL THEM NO?

IT'S MY JOB.

DON'T WAIT UP FOR ME.

I'LL BE HOME LATE. OK?

AS THEY SAY,

WHEN IT RAINS, IT POURS, RIGHT?

BYE, GRANDMA.

WE DON'T HAVE THE PROPER FACILITY.

IT'S ONLY FOR AN HOUR OR SO,

UNTIL THE FEDS GET HERE.

MOST OF THIS PLACE HAS ALREADY BEEN CLOSED DOWN.

LOOK, DOC, IT'S OUT OF MY HANDS.

ANDERSON, YOU'RE IN CHARGE.

I'M GOING TO THE STATION TO WAIT FOR THE FEDS.

TRY NOT TO SHOOT HIM WHILE I'M GONE, QUICK DRAW.

THEY GOT DR. BELHAM ON HER WAY ALREADY

TO DO AN EVALUATION.

MAGGIE BELHAM? BUT YOU KNOW

ABOUT HER, DON'T YOU?

YEAH, YEAH.

SHE'S THE PSYCHIATRIST THEY PICKED.

THAT'S ALL I KNOW. THEY WANT IT DONE TONIGHT.

THEY'RE COVERING THEIR ASSES ON THIS ONE.

DON'T WORRY, DOC.

BY MIDNIGHT, THEY'LL BE GONE.

MAN, I THOUGHT

THEY CLOSED THIS PLACE DOWN YEARS AGO.

CRAZY NIGHT, HUH, DOC?

[TAP TAP]

HELLO, CONRAD.

MAGGIE.

IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME.

HI.

OFFICER ANDERSON. I'M IN CHARGE.

HE'S LOCKED UP IN THE OBSERVATION ROOM.

IT'S NOT SUITABLE,

BUT, OBVIOUSLY, WE WEREN'T EXPECTING THIS.

DOES HE HAVE A NAME?

DON'T KNOW. HE WON'T TALK.

MAYBE HE CAN'T.

WE FAXED HIS PRINTS TO THE BUREAU DOWNTOWN.

THEY SHOULD BE SENDING US SOMETHING BACK

WITHIN THE HOUR.

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

YES. OF COURSE.

ALL RIGHT, HERE, OFFICERS.

COME ON...

Anderson: WE GOT 4 OFFICERS ON DUTY HERE,

ALONG WITH DR. FALLON'S SECURITY STAFF, OF COURSE.

THIS WAS THE MAXIMUM SECURITY WING.

IT'S STILL FUNCTIONAL ON THIS FLOOR.

IF A PATIENT WERE TO GET OUT,

WE COULD SEAL THIS FLOOR OFF

FROM THE REST OF THE FACILITY.

ARE THERE ANY OTHER PATIENTS HERE?

JUST ONE. WE ARE CLOSING DOWN PERMANENTLY

AT THE END OF THE MONTH.

I HEARD ABOUT THAT. I'M SORRY.

YES, WELL...

I GUESS I HAVEN'T HAD MUCH LUCK

AT GAINING FINANCIAL SUPPORT.

OH, DR. BELHAM, THIS IS--

SWAGGERT-- CHIEF OF SECURITY.

LET ME ASSURE YOU THAT ANY CONCERNS

THAT YOU MAY HAVE ABOUT SECURITY

ARE ILL-ADVISED.

THIS WING IS STILL OPERATIONAL,

AND THE DETENTION PEN WE'RE HOLDING HIM IN IS

LOCKED UP TIGHTER THAN A NUN'S HABIT.

I MUST INSIST, HOWEVER, THAT YOU MAKE YOUR EVALUATION

FROM THE SAFETY OF THE OBSERVATION ROOM.

UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES

IS ANYONE ALLOWED INSIDE THE DETENTION AREA.

LET'S LEAVE THAT TO THE FEDS.

ALL RIGHT, THEN.

LET'S HAVE A LOOK AT YOUR LUNATIC.

HEY, YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.

HMM?

Swaggert: HE HASN'T MOVED

SINCE WE PUT HIM IN THERE.

DID THE MEDICS GIVE HIM ANYTHING?

HALOPERIDOL AND FLURAZEPAM,

WHEN THEY BANDAGED HIS WOUND.

ALL RIGHT.

YOU CAN TALK TO HIM THROUGH THIS.

OK.

JUST A MOMENT.

MY NAME IS DR. MARGARET BELHAM.

I'M HERE TO DO

A PRELIMINARY EVALUATION ON YOU.

THIS COULD DETERMINE

WHETHER YOU ARE TO BE SENTENCED

TO A MENTAL INSTITUTION OR TO DEATH ROW.

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

HE CAN HEAR YOU.

DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE?

IS THERE ANYTHING THAT YOU'D LIKE TO SAY?

YEAH. "I'M A FUCKING NUT."

LOOK, UNLESS YOU HELP ME,

I CERTAINLY CANNOT HELP YOU.

HE'S OBVIOUSLY BEEN OVERMEDICATED.

HE WAS HOOTING AND HOLLERING

WHEN THEY BROUGHT HIM

IN HERE.

THAT DOESN'T EXACTLY MAKE

FOR A RATIONAL EXAMINATION,

NOW, DOES IT?

WELL, YOU'RE THE LOONY EXPERT.

WHATEVER.

HE'S A CORPSE NOW.

WE CAN DO

AN OFFICIAL EXAMINATION

OF HIM TOMORROW.

WAIT A SECOND, MAGGIE.

JUST HOLD ON ONE MINUTE.

SWAGGERT, CAN I HAVE A WORD WITH YOU?

WHERE'S CONNOLLY'S MAN?

IN THE SNACK ROOM

PUTTING SOME SHARK CAGES TOGETHER.

GOOD. THAT'S GOOD.

I'M GOING TO NEED

A LITTLE TIME WITH DR. BELHAM ALONE.

JUST LET ME KNOW

WHEN THE POLICE TRANSPORT ARRIVES, OK?

HMM.

I DON'T THINK I'M OF MUCH USE HERE,

SO I'M JUST GONNA GO HOME NOW.

I KNOW HOW HARD THIS MUST BE FOR YOU,

BUT, PLEASE, IF I COULD JUST HAVE

A MINUTE OF YOUR TIME BEFORE YOU GO.

[BANGING]

YOU KNOW, MY DAYS ARE OVER HERE

AT CRESTMORE.

AT THE END OF THE MONTH,

I'M EXTINCT.

AND ALL I HAVE TO SHOW FOR IT IS

MAYBE A SHOT AT WRITING A TEXTBOOK.

THAT'S IT.

IT'S LATE. I'M REALLY TIRED.

WHY DON'T YOU GET TO THE POINT?

I'LL SHOW YOU.

HE IS THE POINT.

I KNOW I CAN GET HIM TO TALK TO ME.

BUT I'M GOING TO HAVE TO GO IN THERE

TO DO IT.

ARE YOU INSANE?

LOOK, I'VE DEALT WITH

ENOUGH DELUSIONAL PSYCHOTICS TO KNOW.

MAGGIE, PLEASE.

THIS IS LIKE GETTING

A FIRSTHAND INTERVIEW WITH MANSON OR DAHMER.

AND IN AN HOUR, HE'S GONE.

I NEED THIS.

JUST 10 MINUTES WITH HIM.

THAT'S ALL.

CALL IT A PROFESSIONAL FAVOR,

LIKE THE ONE I DID FOR YOU.

10 MINUTES.

MAGGIE...

YOU'VE JUST GIVEN AN OLD MAN A NEW CHANCE.

THANKS.

AND KEEP AN EYE ON THE HALL.

IF ANYONE COMES, WARN ME WITH THE P.A.

YOU BE CAREFUL.

AND DON'T AGGRAVATE HIM.

I'LL TRY.

AND LOCK THE DOOR BEHIND ME

JUST IN CASE.

[UNLOCKS DOOR]

DR. BELHAM IS A GOOD PSYCHOLOGIST,

BUT SHE'S A LITTLE TOO "BY THE BOOK."

I'VE BEEN AROUND LONG ENOUGH TO KNOW

WHEN THE STANDARD QUESTION AND ANSWER ROUTINE

ISN'T GOING TO WORK,

NOT ON SOMEONE LIKE YOU.

DO YOU MIND IF I SMOKE?

I'M SURE SOMEONE

WHO HAS ACCOMPLISHED AS MUCH AS YOU HAVE

CERTAINLY HAS THE FACULTY

FOR SIMPLE CONVERSATION, RIGHT?

SO, WHY DON'T WE STOP THIS SILENT TREATMENT?

DO WE UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER?

CIGARETTE?

IF YOU BEHAVE,

MAYBE YOU CAN HAVE YOUR OWN CIGARETTE.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

[RING]

[BEEPS]

I WANT YOU TO TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF.

HAVE YOU GONE THROUGH SOME KIND OF METAMORPHOSIS?

ARE YOU SOMEONE ELSE NOW,

OR...SOMETHING ELSE?

A SUPERIOR BEING, PERHAPS?

OH, YEAH.

SUPERIORITY OVER THE BODY, OVER THE MIND.

IT'S A COMMON DREAM, ISN'T IT?

BUT WHY THE MURDERS?

WHY THE KILLING?

WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?

TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT.

LET ME OUT.

[SCREAMING]

I THINK WE PUT THE SIDES ON UPSIDE-DOWN.

I'M LEAVING RIGHT NOW.

NO. EVERYTHING IS FINE.

LOOK, I GOT TO GO.

I'LL CALL YOU FROM THE ROAD, OK?

[GLASS BREAKS]

[POUNDS ON DOOR]

[POUNDING]

GOD DAMN IT! GOD!

[CRASHING]

GOOD. THAT'S GOOD.

NOW, HOW DO WE GET HIM INTO IT?

LET THE FEDS WORRY ABOUT IT.

JUST AN HOUR TO GO, FELLAS.

IT'S ALL DOWNHILL FROM HERE.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

[RING]

[RING]

HELLO. ANDERSON HERE.

[BEEPING]

WHAT IS THIS?

IS THIS AN IN-HOUSE PHONE?

[CRASHING]

OH, SHIT.

SOMETHING HAPPENED UPSTAIRS.

WHAT THE HELL YOU TALKING ABOUT?

THE HOLDING ROOM-- IT'S ALL MESSED UP.

SON OF A BITCH.

1...2...3.

HOLY SQUAT.

I'M GONNA CALL CONNOLLY.

THIS ISN'T BLOOD.

IT'S BUTANE.

[CLICKS]

[CLANG]

HEY, YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO LEAVE THE DOORS OPEN.

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE?

YOU GOT ONE OF THOSE FOR ME?

OH, SHIT!

SWAGGERT?!

AAH!

HELP! HELP!

HELP...

[GURGLES]

[DROPS GUN]

THE KEY.

THE KEY.

WHERE'S THE KEY?

I DON'T HAVE THEM.

I CAN TAKE YOU OUT OF HERE.

HOSTAGE.

I CAN BE YOUR KEY OUT.

[ANDERSON GAGGING]

[MAN SCREAMING]

[CLANGING]

[ALARM]

[DOOR LOCKS]

HELLO? HELLO?

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

HELLO, HELLO, HELLO. GUYS, CAN YOU HEAR ME?

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

HELLO...

FEDS WILL BE HERE IN LESS THAN AN HOUR.

MAYBE WE SHOULD JUST HOLD OUT BACK IN THE SNACK ROOM.

QUIET.

[RIFLE IS LOADED]

IT'S A TRAP! HE'S RIGHT HERE.

[EMPTY RIFLE CLICKS]

[GROWLS]

MUST GET THE KEYS.

GET THE KEYS!

[SCREAMING]

KEYS.

[YELLING]

KEYS!

[SOBBING]

[DISTANT CRASHING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[DISTANT CREAKING]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]

[DOOR CREAKING]

OOH, D--D--DON'T SHOOT.

I'M JUST THE JANITOR.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

JESUS. WHERE IS THAT MONSTER NOW?

I DON'T KNOW. BUT HE WILL BE COMING.

I WAS WORKING DOWN IN THE BASEMENT.

I DIDN'T HEAR ANYTHING.

YOU KNOW HOW TO WORK A GUN?

OH...I... PROBABLY SHOULDN'T.

OK, HE'S PROBABLY WAITING NEAR THE EXIT.

YOU KNOW WHAT? WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO RISK IT.

GET THE KEYS, AND LET'S MAKE A RUN FOR IT.

I DON'T HAVE ANY SPECIAL KEYS.

OF COURSE YOU DO. YOU'RE THE JANITOR.

YOU KNOW, KEYS TO OPEN DOORS.

THEY DON'T GIVE US SECURITY KEYS.

US?

YOU'RE A PATIENT?

UH-HUH.

YEAH.

THERE HAS TO BE

ANOTHER WAY OF GETTING OUT OF HERE.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

[RING]

[RING]

[RING]

YOU KNOW, THERE ARE CRAWLSPACES

BEHIND THESE WALLS BUT THEY DON'T REALLY GO ANYWHERE.

I KNOW. I ALREADY TRIED THEM,

BUT THEY DIDN'T GO ANYWHERE.

[MUMBLING]

YOU SAID THAT THE POLICE WERE COMING AT MIDNIGHT, RIGHT?

OK, UM, WHY DON'T

WE JUST STAY HERE?

WE CAN HIDE HERE.

WE CAN AMUSE OURSELVES FOR 40 MINUTES.

SHIT. WITH THAT LUNATIC OUT THERE,

WE'RE NOT GONNA LAST 2 MINUTES.

BUT UP IN THE CEILING WE CAN.

HE'S CRAZY. HE WON'T THINK TO LOOK FOR US UP THERE.

NO, NO, NO, NO.

WE CAN WAIT HIM OUT.

I'VE GOT SUPPLIES.

I'VE GOT FOOD.

YOU HAVE A WALKIE!

NO, THAT'S MINE. THAT'S MINE.

WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?

THERE MIGHT BE PEOPLE OUT THERE STILL.

WELL, WELL, WELL, OK. GO.

HELLO. CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME?

PLEASE, CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME?

WE'RE TRAPPED IN CRESTMORE ASYLUM.

THERE'S A PATIENT. HE'S BROKEN LOOSE.

HE'S EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. WE NEED HELP.

IF ANYBODY CAN HEAR ME,

CAN YOU PLEASE CONTACT THE AUTHORITIES IMMEDIATELY?

I'M A DOCTOR.

FUCK. THERE'S NOBODY OUT THERE.

ARE YOU SURE THIS IS NOT BROKEN?

[NOISY BUZZ]

I HEAR YOU, DOCTOR.

THIS IS OFFICER PHILIP LINDSTROM.

WHERE ARE YOU NOW?

WHY DO THEY WANT TO KNOW THAT?

THEY'RE COPS. THEY LIKE TO KNOW THINGS.

HOW DO YOU KNOW?

OFFICER LINDSTROM, I CAN HEAR YOU.

ARE THERE ANY OF THE OTHER OFFICERS STILL WITH YOU?

YES.

I'M HERE WITH OFFICER...STEVENS

AND...LUCAS.

ANDERSON DIDN'T MAKE IT.

WHO'S THERE WITH YOU?

UH, IT'S JUST ME AND THE JANITOR.

QUITZ, SIR.

DOES HE HAVE THE KEYS?

NO. DON'T YOU HAVE THE KEYS?

THEY WENT DOWN WITH THE MEN.

WHERE'S THE TRASHER?

WE HAVEN'T FOUND HIM YET, BUT STAY CALM.

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

DR. MARGARET BELHAM. MAGGIE.

I WANT YOU TO GO TO THE SECURITY BOOTH AND WAIT.

I'LL MEET YOU THERE. DON'T WORRY. IT'S SAFE.

TRY TO FIND THE KEYS.

RIGHT.

I'M TAKING YOUR SHOES.

W-W-WAIT A MINUTE.

WHY DO WEHAVE TO GO FIND THE KEYS?

WHY DON'T THEY GO FIND THE KEYS?

WHY AREN'T THEY CALLING FOR BACKUP?

MAYBE THEY ALREADY DID. AND NO OFFENSE,

BUT WE'LL STAND A LOT BETTER CHANCE WITH THEM

THAN WE DO WITH EACH OTHER.

LET'S GO.

ALL RIGHT. FOLLOW ME.

[LAUGHING]

LOOK, IF THE COPS DON'T EVEN HAVE THE KEYS,

THEN WHY ARE WE GOING THERE?

JUST GO.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

LET'S GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS PLACE.

WHERE ARE THEY?

I THINK WE'D BETTER WAIT HERE.

THE HELL WITH IT.

DAMN IT!

ALL RIGHT. STAND BACK.

STOP IT!

Quitz: DR. BELHAM! MAGGIE!

DON'T GO CRAZY ON ME.

LOOK.

SEE? NOW, IF I CAN TRIGGER THIS SPRINKLER SYSTEM,

THE FIRE DEPARTMENT WILL COME, RIGHT?

OH, BETTER MAKE THIS ONE GOOD.

[POP]

[GASP]

UNH!

DOESN'T ANYTHING IN THIS PLACE WORK?

I MEAN, ANYTHING?!

WELL...

WHERE'S LINDSTROM?

MAYBE HE HAS MATCHES.

DON'T. BAD NEWS.

OFFICER LINDSTROM.

OH, MY GOD.

AH!

UNH!

MAYBE HE SAW US ON THE SURVEILLANCE CAMERAS.

YEAH, AND HE'S WAITING FOR US

TO FIND HIM A WAY OUT.

AND IF WE DO, DO YOU THINK HE'LL LET US GO?

WAIT A MINUTE.

THE FAX MACHINE. WE CAN SEND--

Trasher over walkie-talkie: DOCTOR, ARE YOU THERE?

LET'S GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.

HE DOESN'T KNOW WE KNOW YET.

SO WHAT?

SO IF WE DON'T TALK TO HIM,

HE'LL KNOW.

DR. BELHAM?

COME ON. LET'S GO.

DON'T TALK TO HIM.

CUT IT OUT.

LINDSTROM, I'M HERE.

HAVE YOU FOUND THE KEYS?

NO, NOT YET, BUT LISTEN, UM...

I HAVE AN IDEA.

UH, I THINK WE CAN TRY TO RECALIBRATE

THE LOCKDOWN CODE THROUGH ONE

OF THE COMPUTER TERMINALS,

AND IF SO, WE MAY BE ABLE TO ADJUST

THE TIMING SEQUENCE,

WHICH WOULD ALLOW US TO OPEN THE LOCKS

AT A PREDETERMINED TIME.

DOES THAT MEAN WE GET OUT?

YES. I THINK SO.

YOU SEE, I THINK

IF THE SECURITY ALARM IS TIMER-SET,

WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO REALIGN

THE OVERRIDE CODE WITH THE LOCKDOWN CODE

AND SET THEM BOTH TO THE SAME TIME. UH...

SO, YOU SEE, THE, UH...

SYNCHRONIZED TIMER WOULD MAKE IT BELIEVE

THAT IT'S ACTUALLY A REVERSED OVERRIDE CODE.

[DIALING]

[BEEP BEEP]

[BEEP]

Maggie: I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER

I CAN KEEP STALLING HIM.

UM, OFFICER LINDSTROM, I HAVE ANOTHER IDEA.

LINDSTROM, ARE YOU STILL THERE?

MAYBE YOU CONFUSED HIM TO DEATH.

AAH!

AAH! LET'S GO!

[TRASHER GRUNTING]

[TICKING]

Maggie over walkie-talkie: YOU'RE GETTING COLDER.

[BEEP] [GASP]

[SCREAMING]

NO!

Maggie: QUITZ! HELP ME!

[MAGGIE SCREAMING]

COME ON! YOU OK?

THIS WAY. DOWN HERE.

YOU OK? DOWN THE PIPE!

[TRASHER MOANING]

YOU KNOW, I DON'T THINK I KILLED HIM.

IT'S CLEAR.

AND WE'RE PRETTY HIGH UP.

I DON'T THINK HE CAN GET TO US.

[CLICK CLICK]

IT'S EMPTY.

LET ME SEE.

OH, WE ONLY HAVE 20 MORE MINUTES.

UH, YOU KNOW, THERE WAS ANOTHER PATIENT

THAT BROKE OUT OF HIS CELL ONE NIGHT.

THIS IS NO TIME FOR SMALL TALK.

IT WAS WHEN I FIRST GOT HERE.

THIS GUY--HE WENT ABSOLUTELY CRAZY,

JUST WRECKED EVERYTHING,

KILLED 2 GUARDS TRYING TO ESCAPE.

YOU KNOW, THEY HAD TO KILL HIM.

SHOT HIM TWICE, 2 TIMES, RIGHT IN THE--

I KNOW THE STORY, QUITZ.

YEAH. IT WAS IN ALL THE PAPERS.

DR. FALLON HAD A LOT OF TROUBLE WITH HIM.

YOU KNOW? IT WAS WHEN I FIRST GOT HERE.

I THINK HIS NAME WAS, UH...

BACCO?

B-B-BUCO.

BATKO. RICHARD BATKO.

YEAH. YOU REMEMBER THAT?

I REMEMBER.

[RUMBLING]

NO. IT'S JUST-- JUST WATER.

I'VE BEEN IN THIS PLACE 16 YEARS.

AND YOU KNOW, IN THAT TIME,

HOW OFTEN I'VE BEEN OUTSIDE?

TWICE.

JUST 2 TIMES. THAT'S IT.

YEAH.

WELL, I DON'T HAVE ANY FAMILY.

YEAH. I JUST...

KIND OF GOT LOST IN THE SYSTEM.

WELL, YOU'RE GETTING OUT TONIGHT.

OOH.

THANK YOU.

THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME BACK THERE.

IS IT GETTING A LITTLE HOT IN HERE?

YEAH. YEAH.

HE'S TURNED ON ALL THE HOT WATER.

HOLD ON A SEC.

AAH! UNH!

ARE YOU OK?

NO.

OH! LET'S GO! LET'S GO!

ALL RIGHT.

WHERE IS THAT FUCKER?

I'M NOT FOOLING AROUND ANYMORE.

YEAH, RIGHT.

COME ON OUT, YOU BIG FREAK!

QUITZ, THE AIR VENT.

OH, NO.

UH, WHAT AIR VENT?

WHERE IS THE LIGHT SWITCH?

OK. I KNOW WHERE IT IS. HOLD ON.

[BANGING]

QUITZ?

QUITZ!

HOLD ON, HOLD ON.

UH, OK!

ASK, AND YE SHALL RECEIVE.

Quitz: AAH!

ONE MORE STEP, AND I'LL SHOOT.

YOU THINK YOU CAN MAKE IT?

I'LL SHOOT YOU ON THE WAY.

DO YOU HAVE ANY BULLETS LEFT?

I DON'T KNOW.

[SCREAMING]

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU LEAVE ME UP THERE FOR?

I'M SORRY. I SLIPPED. I DIDN'T KNOW.

WHERE THE HELL ARE WE?

WELL, WE'RE RIGHT--

[BANGING]

[WHISPERING] Trust me this time.

I think we can get out this way.

Come on.

LEAN UP AGAINST ME.

Quitz: YEAH. THEY TURNED THE POWER OFF ON THIS ONE,

BUT IF WE CLIMB DOWN THROUGH THE CEILING HATCH,

WE CAN GET RIGHT TO THE FIRST FLOOR.

[STRAINING]

THEY MUST HAVE BOLTED IT SHUT.

COME HERE. HELP ME.

READY?

UNH!

FUCK!

OK. HURRY! HURRY!

OK. QUICK, QUICK.

QUICK, HE'S COMING. HE'S COMING.

KEEP UP WITH ME.

I'M RIGHT ON YOUR ASS!

OH, SHIT!

OH, SHIT!

HE'S COMING! HE'S COMING!

LET'S GO! LET'S GO!

THIS WAY. LET'S GO. THIS WAY!

DON'T GO CRAZY ON ME.

THIS WAY.

OK. THAT'S THE ATRIUM DOWN THERE.

NOW, THERE'S NO WAY OUT

EXCEPT BACK THROUGH THE ASYLUM.

SHIT! ISN'T THERE ANY FUCKING WAY

OUT OF THIS MADHOUSE?

Trasher: MAGGIE.

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

MAGGIE BATKO.

THERE'S NOWHERE LEFT TO RUN.

Trasher: YOU...

I THINK I'LL KEEP.

YOU...

MUST DIE.

HMM.

NOT BY YOU.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

OHH... AND THEY CALL MECRAZY.

GODDAMN!

YOU BETTER GET ME OUT OF HERE

BEFORE YOU KILL ME.

OH! I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW.

COME WITH ME. AH...AH...

YOU DON'T USE THIS ONE, EITHER, RIGHT?

BUT--BUT THERE'S AN OPEN WINDOW RIGHT THERE.

LET'S GO. LET'S GO. LET'S GO.

COME ON. READY? UP!

[BRANCHES BREAKING]

KEEP GOING. GO.

GO. YOU'RE OK. KEEP GOING.

OH, SHIT! LET'S GO! HE'S COMING!

UNH!

GET AWAY, YOU FREAK!

QUITZ, COME ON! COME ON, COME ON!

COME ON!

COME ON. COME ON.

HE'LL BE GETTING UP HERE SOMEHOW.

COME ON. LET'S GET THE HELL OUT. COME ON.

OH, THE SHOWER ROOM IS STILL FLOODED,

LEAKING ALL THE WAY DOWN IN THE BASEMENT.

I HOPE I DON'T HAVE TO MOP THIS UP.

[STRAINING]

SHIT.

QUITZ, COME ON. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

AH! AH! FREEDOM! THE KEY!

YES! YES, YES!

SHIT.

COME ON. LET'S HURRY. HE DOESN'T KNOW HIS WAY.

COME ON. WE CAN GET OUT BEFORE--

IT'S NO GOOD BECAUSE ONCE WE OPEN THE DOORS,

THEY STAY OPEN.

YOU CAN'T LOCK THEM AGAIN FROM OUTSIDE.

SO WHAT? THE COPS ARE GOING TO BE HERE

IN, LIKE, SECONDS.

7 MINUTES IS A LONG TIME.

BUT JUST IN CASE, I HAVE AN IDEA.

WHERE'D YOU LEARN TO DO THIS?

WELL, I USED TO TINKER

WITH DR. FALLON'S OLD CARS.

THIS IS GOING TO WORK. YES, YES.

OH, I'M SORRY ABOUT WHAT I SAID

ABOUT YOUR FATHER BACK THERE.

I--I DIDN'T KNOW.

NO, NO. IT'S OK. FORGET IT, MAN.

HEY, MAGGIE, COME ON OVER HERE.

JUST IN CASE SOMETHING HAPPENS--

NOTHING WILL.

JUST IN CASE,

I WANT YOU TO KNOW HOW IT WORKS.

JUST TOUCH THE METAL RIGHT THERE.

[SNAP] VERY GOOD.

NOW, IT'S GOING TO WORK A LOT BETTER

ONCE THERE'S A CURRENT RUNNING THROUGH IT.

YOU SEE, ONCE THE PLUGS ARE RUNNING,

ONCE METAL TOUCHES METAL, KABOOM.

NO MORE TRASHER. NOW, I'M GOING TO RIG THIS

TO THE FRONT DOOR SO HE CAN'T GET OUT.

AND MAYBE WE'LL GET LUCKY, AND HE'LL TRY.

[SNAP]

[INTERCOM PLAYING ELEVATOR MUSIC]

Trasher over intercom: IT'S MEDICINE TIME.

MEDICINE TIME.

[LAUGHING]

I'M COMING FOR YOU, MAGGIE.

I'M GOING TO GO AND LOCK THE DOORS, OK, BEHIND US.

GIVE US SOME TIME. YOU KEEP GOING.

DO NOT WAIT FOR ME TO OPEN THE DOORS.

DON'T GET CRAZY ON ME.

[GASP]

BOO.

AAH!

[SCREAMING]

[CHOKING]

GIVE ME THE KEY.

WHERE IS THE KEY?!

MAGGIE, MAGGIE, GET UP, GET UP, GET UP.

OK. COME ON. LET'S GO, LET'S GO, LET'S GO.

[TICKING]

COME ON. COME ON. GO AHEAD. GO AHEAD.

GO, GO. I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.

GO AHEAD!

ALL RIGHT.

HERE WE ARE-- YOU AND ME.

IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?

THIS?

THIS?

MMM, MMM, GOOD.

[GULP]

OK. COME AND GET IT.

COME ON. COME AND GET IT.

I'M GOING TO BUST THAT BIG HEAD OF YOURS WIDE OPEN.

BIG PSYCHO VERSUS LITTLE PSYCHO.

COME ON. I'M GOING TO BUST YOU OPEN.

COME ON. YOU GOT ANYTHING?

COME ON. COME ON!

[COUGHING]

QUITZ!

QUITZ!

YES!

[BUZZING]

QUITZ!

HELP!

HELP! POLICE!

HE'S GOT QUITZ! HELP!

[CRYING]

AAH! OH!

NOW...

I'LL TAKE THAT KEY.

OK.

FUCK...

YOU.

[SCREAMING]

[CRYING]

NO.

[BUZZING]

WRONG KEY.

YOUR FRIEND LIED.

JUST YOU AND ME NOW.

GIVE ME THE KEY, AND I'LL KILL YOU QUICK.

[TRASHER SCREAMING]

I'M WAY BEYOND YOU!

THERE'S NO WAY OUT.

THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY LEFT--

STRAIGHT TO HELL.

YOU MUST BE INSANE.

TONIGHT, I AM.

LIKE YOUR FATHER.

YOU HAVE HIS BLOOD...

YOU...

AND YOUR DAUGHTER.

SHUT UP!

I SWEAR TO GOD...

JUST TRY ME, LUTHER.

OH, THAT'S RIGHT, ASSHOLE.

I KNOW A THING OR TWO ABOUT YOU, TOO.

LUTHER WELLS.

WHAT HAPPENED, LUTHER?

GET TIRED OF YOUR DAY JOB?

MAYBE YOU WERE JUST SICK

OF BEING ANOTHER PATHETIC SOCIOPATH.

HUH?

[CHUCKLING]

HOW'S YOUR DAUGHTER TONIGHT, MAGGIE?

LITTLE SARAH.

I'M GOING TO KILL HER TONIGHT

WHEN I GET OUT.

LOOKS LIKE I WON'T BE NEEDING THIS

AFTER ALL.

[KEY HITS FLOOR]

THERE'S A SUBBASEMENT...

TO THE SEWER...

AND TO GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE, I GO.

[SIRENS APPROACHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

UNH!

Man over megaphone: THIS IS THE POLICE!

[GUNSHOTS]

HOLD YOUR FIRE! HOLD YOUR FIRE!

YOU OK?

YEAH, OK.

HOLY SHIT! WHAT KIND OF AMMO YOU IDIOTS USING?

HE'S GETTING OUT! HE'S ALIVE!

HE'S ALIVE!

WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!

HE'S GETTING OUT! HE'S ALIVE!

WHERE IN THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!

WHY AREN'T YOU DOING SOMETHING?!

DO SOMETHING! DO SOMETHING!

HEY!HE'S GOING TO GET AWAY!

WHO THE HELL IS THIS?

I DON'T KNOW. SOME PSYCHO.

OK. WE'LL FIGURE IT OUT LATER.

LOCK HER UP IN THE DAMN CAR.

SEE WHAT SHE KNOWS.

OK, GENTLEMEN. LET'S GET INSIDE.

BASIC SEARCH AND SWEEP.

4x4 SPLIT PARTY WHEN WE GET INSIDE.

I WANT THIS ASSHOLE ALIVE.

HE'S ALREADY TAKEN ONE IN THE LEFT SHOULDER,

SO AIM FOR THE MATCHING SET.

BUT BE ALERT. THERE MAY BE OTHER OFFICERS DOWN.

NO ONE TAKES A SHOT WITHOUT CONFIRMATION.

SO REMEMBER TO SHARE, PEOPLE.

JUST LISTEN TO ME, PLEASE!

AAH!

CRAZY BITCH!

Man over radio: WE'VE GOT SOMETHING HERE, AGENT HORN.

Second man over radio: HOLD YOUR POSITIONS.

OH! OH!

COMING YOUR WAY. WHAT IS IT?

WAIT A MINUTE. IT LOOKS LIKE...

SOME KIND OF EXPLOSIVE!

[EXPLOSION]

[STATIC]

STOP HER!

YOU! HOLD YOUR FIRE!

THAT'S DR. BELHAM. ARE YOU NUTS?

NO, BUT SHE IS!

[COCKS GUN]

[GASP]

AAH!

[WHISPERS] God...

[DOOR CREAKS]

MOMMY?

[SARAH SCREAMS]

Man: HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

YOU CRAZY?

WHICH WAY?

[TIRES SCREECH]

[CLANGING]

I'M COMING FOR YOU.

MOMMY! MOMMY!

SARAH!

SARAH, SWEETIE!

SWEETIE! MOMMY'S HERE.

MOMMY, LOOK!

AH!

[CLICK]

[SCREAMING]

TIME TO DIE.

AAH!

[SCREAMING]

AAH!

AAH!

[TICKING]

Sarah: MOMMY! MOMMY!

MOMMY! MOMMY!

[TRASHER GROANING]

AAH!

[GRUNTING]

MOMMY?

MOMMY!

COME ON, SWEETIE. COME ON.

[GROANING]

COME ON. COME ON.

OK. HOLD ON TO THIS, REALLY TIGHT.

RIGHT HERE, OK? NOW, YOU HOLD ON REAL TIGHT, BABY.

REAL TIGHT, OK? HOLD ON. HERE WE GO.

OK, HONEY. HANG ON. HANG ON.

THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT. NOW, GRAB HOLD. GOOD!

KEEP GOING, SARAH. YEAH.

FASTER. FASTER.

HURRY UP, SWEETIE. COME ON. YOU CAN DO IT.

UP, UP, UP, UP, UP.

AAH!

[CHUCKLING]

I HOPE YOUR DAUGHTER CAN SEE THIS.

I HOPE SO, TOO.

YOU CRAZY BITCH!

UNH!

[SCREAMING]

Maggie: GO, SARAH! GO!

[DING]

LADY, CAN WE HELP YOU?

[SIREN APPROACHING]

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