Original subtitles

(soft music)

♪

(scraping sounds)

(male voice) Mom...

Dad won't let me visit.

He says you don't want to see me right now.

I don't believe him.

I miss you.

(door opens)

(floorboards creaking)

(walking down stairs)

(motor rumbling)

(gears cranking)

(rumbling)

(man chuckling)

(cards being shuffled)

(cards being dealt)

(cheerful music on radio)

♪

(laughter)

♪

(laughing and coughing)

♪

(tapping)

(soft, ambient music)

♪

(metal grinding)

♪

(metal clinking)

♪

(footsteps running)

♪

(light clicks on)

♪

(soft moaning)

(footsteps approaching)

♪

(moaning)

♪

(doors sliding closed)

♪

(water dripping)

♪

(door clanking)

♪

(light clicks on)

♪

(dulcet music)

♪

(mumbling lyrics in foreign language)

(singing continues)

(clock ticking)

Can I tell you about my dream?

(father) You have already started.

(son) There were these two people...

...a man...

...and a woman.

And they were grabbing at each other.

And...

I couldn't...I couldn't tell the difference...

...between the two of them.

You know, when you were young,

I thought you would never stop growing.

Look at you now.

Like your mother.

(standing up)

(bells chiming)

(bell tolling)

(footsteps approaching on metal)

(woman) It's okay.

- Okay, ready? - Yeah.

One, two, three.

(ambient music)

♪

(rattling)

- Here we go. - Okay.

(wind howling)

(sounds of ice skating)

(scraping)

(orchestral music)

♪

(male singer) ♪ Oh, give me a home ♪

♪ Where the buffalo roam ♪

♪ Where the deer and the antelope play ♪

♪

♪ Where seldom is heard ♪

♪ A discouraging word ♪

♪ And the skies are not cloudy all day ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ Home on the range ♪

♪

♪ Where the deer and the antelope play ♪

♪

♪ Where seldom is heard ♪

♪ A discouraging word ♪

♪ And the skies are not cloudy all day ♪♪

(rain falling)

(woman) I'm so sorry about your dad.

(man) Too bad about the rain.

You need a hand bringing this stuff in?

- I got it. - All right.

How much for the pipe?

Ten cents.

(man) I knew your dad.

I'm Dr. Fiennes.

You can call me Wallace.

Or Wally.

That's what the girls call me.

(coin clinks)

I was one of your mother's...

physicians.

(rain pattering)

How much for that?

(son) What is it, anyway?

(Dr. Fiennes) It's a planchette.

It's French for "little plank."

It's an old parlor game.

People used to think that spirits talked through it.

(whining scrape)

Go ahead, put your fingers on it.

(tranquil music)

♪

Can I go see her?

(Dr. Fiennes) Can't do that.

Or what I mean to say is that...

I don't work there anymore.

So...

I can't get you access to her.

But I'm sure--I'm sure she's comfortable there.

I'm about to go out on the road for a bit.

You know what I could use?

Somebody to give me a hand carrying stuff...

...and taking photos.

(sighs)

Okay.

(opening fortune cookie)

There we go.

Oh!

"You will see the great pyramids of Egypt."

That would be kind of nice.

What's it say?

What's it say?

(ambient music)

♪

That's the Polaroid Land Camera.

Pop that-- Pop that button.

There you go.

Then take a look at the insides.

An aperture,

aperture is the mechanical opening

behind the lens.

And if you were to close that thing down to...

let's say f/11...

...you'd be shutting out a lot of light.

(rumbling)

(ensemble) ♪ Did you ever really love me? ♪

♪ Did you ever really care? ♪

♪ Did you ever really miss me? ♪

♪ Kiss me ♪

♪ I wonder if your heart was ever there ♪

♪ Did you ever dream about me? ♪

♪ Did you ever really cry? ♪

♪ Did you ever really love me? ♪

♪ Or did you really tell a lie? ♪♪

(assorted shouting and mumbling)

(shuffling footsteps)

(Dr. Fiennes) Andy?

(soothing music)

(distant banging)

(distant shouting)

♪

(banging)

♪

See this woman?

(clicking)

Look at the woman.

The woman's in distress.

I'm gonna help her.

Now we take her picture.

(flash clicks)

(shutter clicks)

(mechanical humming)

Next slide, Andy.

Next.

Next.

(whistling)

(distant shouting)

I like pictures.

(man) They were scheduled. I don't know where they are.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(whistling)

(Dr. Fiennes) Get your camera.

Take your time.

Take your time.

(clacking)

(camera shutter clicks)

Thank you, Andy.

(indistinct conversation)

(uneasy ambient music)

♪

(camera shutter clicks)

♪

(bell tolling)

(car door closes)

(bird squawking)

(motor rumbling)

(bell tolling)

(door opening)

(keys jingling)

Is that what you did to my mother?

(bell tolling)

(Dr. Fiennes) Nice part of the world you got around here.

(operatic music on radio)

♪

In some instances...

(typewriter keys clacking)

...the best...

♪

...the best that can be done

for the family...

is to return the patient to them in an innocuous state.

(typewriter keys clacking)

♪

I-N-N...

(typing)

O-C...

U-O-U-S.

♪

(typewriter dings)

(carriage returns)

♪

(whistling)

(footsteps echoing)

(clanging)

(ambient music)

(clanging continues)

♪

(switch flicking)

♪

(thud)

♪

(thud)

♪

(switch flicking)

♪

(grunts)

♪

(tapping on glass)

♪

(soft clinking)

♪

(sharp clink)

♪

So you wanna do like this...

and like this, and sometimes the nose will swell.

So...there's that. I see a little discoloration here.

And you want to account for that.

Now, the family...

often sees the patient in this condition

shortly after the procedure,

before healing and swelling has gone down.

We help them.

And then we take their picture.

Okay?

Have a seat.

(door opening)

(door closing)

(mellow music)

♪

Here we go.

(bowling ball thuds)

Okay, okay.

(bowling pins crash, Dr. Fiennes laughs)

(rapidly tapping feet)

♪

Did it go down? Did I knock it down?

Well, sometimes it goes down just like that.

Come here. Come here.

♪

A Tom Collins for the young photographer there.

Okay.

Here we go.

♪

(footsteps approaching)

♪

(screeching)

(soothing music)

Hello.

♪

Wally?

♪

(Dr. Fiennes) Lillian Gish.

♪

Lillian Gish and...

♪

Margaret Hamilton.

A young, beautiful Margaret Hamilton.

Or...

♪

Dina Merrill.

Dina Merrill.

♪

(rumbling)

♪ Did you ever really love me? ♪

♪ Did you ever really care? ♪

♪ Did you ever really miss me? ♪

♪ Kiss me ♪

♪ Was your heart ever really there? ♪

(man) Dr. Fiennes.

I'm curious if you have any thoughts on Chlorpromazine.

The new drug. The FDA has just approved it?

- I know about it. - A lot of people say

it's a more humane variation of the procedure you perform.

(Dr. Fiennes) Do they? A lot of people say?

The approach that best benefits the hospital,

the institutions, the patients, and the patients' families,

that's gonna be the one that's gonna stay with us.

(woman humming)

(woman screaming)

(mellow music)

♪

(woman humming)

(door opening)

♪

(door closing)

(ambient music)

♪

(woman) Why are they screaming?

♪

Does it work?

♪

Is it dangerous?

♪

Are you waiting?

♪

When I left home,

it was last winter.

♪

Last time I saw my boy, he was in the snow.

♪

I told him to come inside.

You know?

♪

He was... just stood there, shivering.

♪

What did you do?

♪

I picked him up and brought him in.

♪

(footsteps)

(Dr. Fiennes) Goddamn it.

(groans)

(gasps)

(instrument clanks)

(nurse) Give me a towel.

Goddamn it.

♪

Get her off the fucking table.

(man) All right, put her on the gurney.

♪

(rattling)

Okay. Carefully.

- But quickly. - One, two, three.

Let's go, let's go.

(rattling)

Let's do another.

(door closes)

(man) Thank you.

♪

(clock ticking)

(ambient music)

♪

(Andy) Hello?

♪

Hello?

♪

Can we speak to my mother?

♪

It worked for me before.

♪

Yeah, well...

Yeah.

(pouring drink)

(Dr. Fiennes sighs)

(Andy) Where do they go?

(Dr. Fiennes) Where does who go?

(Andy) People.

After you change them.

(ice clinking)

(swallowing)

(glass thuds)

(dog barking)

(train whistle blowing)

(train rumbling)

(papers rustling)

(Dr. Fiennes) These are thankful people. You know.

Where's the thanks?

Hm?

No fucking thanks...

This. Here we go. Here, grateful people.

Thankful. Where's the thanks?

Goddamn it.

(slamming papers)

(crickets chirping)

(low music)

♪

(heavy breathing)

♪

(cars rumbling)

♪

(door creaking open)

♪

Andy?

(laughter)

♪

(slams)

♪

(slams)

♪

(slams)

(murmuring and babbling)

(shouting)

- No! - Stop! Stop!

- No! - Right now! Right now!

Stop it!

(soft music)

♪

(Andy) What's your name?

I'm Andy.

(slow footsteps)

(ambient music)

♪

(scraping)

♪

(creaking)

♪

(music intensifying)

(creaking)

♪

(scraping)

♪

(cheerful music on radio)

♪

(male singer) ♪ His sleepy mate is calling ♪

♪ And my heart ♪

♪ Baby, my heart is calling you ♪

(door opening)

(female singer) ♪...is waiting for the sunrise ♪

(door closes)

(male singer) ♪ Every rose... ♪

(music fades in distance)

♪

(rustling)

(wind rumbling)

Wally!

(Dr. Fiennes) You know, it's a gaming lobby, a manufactured conspiracy.

Jesus Christ almighty.

Oh, sons of bitches!

(woman) Whoa, take it easy on the furniture.

(Dr. Fiennes laughs)

(Dr. Fiennes) Hello. Don't worry, darling.

They can fix the furniture.

What are you drinking?

(woman) A Shirley Temple, with a bunch of rum in it.

(mumbling affirmation)

(sliding footsteps)

(bright music on radio)

♪

So, what do you do?

♪

(Andy) Take pictures.

(woman) You're a photographer?

(Andy) Yeah.

♪

(lighter flicking)

♪

(Dr. Fiennes) My grandfather...

A brilliant man

of great stamina...

Longevity.

He was the first American surgeon to remove a brain tumor.

It's absolutely true. He did it...

with his fingers.

(snickering)

I'm not kidding.

And this is before the advent of X-rays.

And he did it in an operating theater

without electric light.

He's still alive.

Can you imagine? My grandfather.

And you know what?

That's him right there. Grandpa. Grampy?

(laughing)

Grampy?

(laughing)

Oh, Grampy.

Oh, it's so sad. He's still got to work. Okay.

(woman) You never introduced yourself, I mean, by name.

(Dr. Fiennes) I didn't? What the heck is the matter with me?

I blame you entirely. This is Andy.

Andy here is a fine portrait photographer.

- So I hear. - He's so good, in fact,

that he could make you look...

more beautiful than you already are.

♪

(woman) And what do you do?

♪

(chuckling)

(speaking gibberish)

(clicking)

(shutter clicks)

(woman) Don't tell me you're that man's son.

No, I'm not.

(woman) Why do you hang around with him then?

He knows my mother.

(woman) Ah. Mother's friend.

They're not friends.

(woman) Where's your mother now?

In the hospital.

What kind of hospital?

(Andy) A state hospital.

(woman) Hey...

my daughter's in the hospital too.

She got that from her father.

I have it too, but...

I have the guts to live with it in the world,

and her daddy has no fucking guts at all.

Have you ever been touched by a woman?

I mean besides your mother when you were a baby?

(gentle music)

♪

So where to next?

♪

(Andy) What?

♪

(woman) You and your doctor friend...

where are you going next?

♪

(Andy) Mount Shasta.

(woman) Mount Shasta.

♪

Of course you are.

♪

(Andy) What do you mean?

♪

(woman) Tell Susan...

Mommy said, "Hi."

♪

(rumbling)

(vibrant music on radio)

♪

(rumbling)

(indistinct conversations)

(door opening)

(man) Hey!

- Hello. - Hello.

(man) I've seen you in the magazines.

(whistles)

(Dr. Fiennes) What's, uh, what's your name?

(man) Jack.

I need your service.

(footsteps)

(Dr. Fiennes) All right. Okay, hold on.

Hi. Excuse me. You look like somebody who should know.

Since we've been here...

(man) I'm sorry. The Board has sided with the opinion

that it should be discontinued,

or at least weighed against other options

like Chlorpromazine.

Then, um, why the invitation?

(man) Pardon me?

I said why the invitation? You invited me.

- You invited me... - No, I don't think we did.

I don't understand.

(man) Why don't you try St. Jude's Hospital?

They may be more open to it.

(downcast music)

♪

(door closes)

♪

(door closes)

♪

(latches closing)

(clattering)

♪

(young woman) Here you go.

♪

(engine rumbling)

(groaning)

(Dr. Fiennes) Do you hear voices?

(young woman) I wouldn't call them that.

(Dr. Fiennes) Okay.

If you wouldn't call them voices,

what would you call them?

(young woman) Sounds.

(Dr. Fiennes) And what do they say?

(young woman) I already told you they don't say anything.

(Dr. Fiennes) I apologize.

What sounds do they make?

(young woman) They sound like that.

Or like this.

(whistling)

(laughing)

(whistling, laughing continue)

(clicking)

Can you smile?

(shutter clicks)

(mellow music)

♪

Just gonna ask you some more questions.

♪

(chair sliding)

♪

How long were you institutionalized?

Have you received electroshock therapy before?

I've met your mother.

(tender music)

♪

Hello.

♪

(Andy swallows)

(upbeat music on radio)

♪

(metal clanking)

♪

(clanks on table)

♪

(ice cubes clinking)

♪

(moaning)

(rustling)

♪

We're ready.

♪

(door closes)

♪

(fire crackling)

(ambient music)

♪

There you go. I'm going to take you down.

Ready, one, two...

You're gonna go down on the table. And...down.

♪

(door opening)

♪

(door closing)

♪

(crickets chirping)

♪

(metal clinking)

(ice cubes clinking)

(soft music)

(floorboards creaking)

♪

(train whistle blowing)

♪

(train whistle blowing)

You want a ride?

♪

(crickets chirping)

♪

(knocking)

♪

(knocking)

♪

(fire crackling)

(gentle piano music)

♪

(Susan's father) How did you get in?

♪

The door was open.

♪

(clinking)

♪

(clears throat)

♪

You like my things?

♪

You like that?

♪

You know what it is?

♪

(Andy) A painting.

♪

Where did you get it?

(slams)

♪

(Susan's father) Get it?

Where did I get it?

(smashing)

♪

♪

You look confused.

♪

What confuses you?

♪

(snickering)

♪

♪

(slamming)

♪

(spits)

♪

My dad had one.

♪

Huh?

(Andy) A painting.

(slams)

♪

A picture.

♪

He was a figure skater.

♪

(shouting)

(coughs)

(ambient music)

♪

(squealing)

♪

♪

(grunts, lightly slaps face)

♪

(thunder rumbling)

(soft music)

♪

(thunder rumbling)

♪

(thunder rumbling)

♪

♪

Can you look at me?

(ambient music)

Can you look at the camera?

♪

(camera clicks)

♪

(man) Get the fuck off me!

Get the fuck off! Get the fuck off me!

(slamming)

(shouting)

Get the fuck off!

Get the fuck off me!

Get the fuck...

(slamming)

(shouting stops)

(slamming)

♪

(smashing)

♪

(Andy screams)

(Andy) Get off me!

Get the fuck off me!

(screaming)

Get the fuck off me!

(wailing)

♪

Get the fuck off me!

♪

(screaming)

♪

(clattering)

♪

(slams)

♪

(door closes)

(Dr. Fiennes) You wanna go home?

(Andy) No.

(Dr. Fiennes) Do you hear voices?

(Andy) No.

(Dr. Fiennes) Do you have lust...

for women?

(Andy) Yes.

(Dr. Fiennes) Do you have lust for men?

Was Susan your first...

...sexual encounter?

(Andy) Yes.

(ambient music)

(Dr. Fiennes) Do you hear voices?

♪

(Andy) No.

♪

(Dr. Fiennes) Do you believe that your dreams

are imaginary?

♪

Or that they're real?

♪

(Andy) Real.

♪

(Dr. Fiennes) Do you believe that the voice...

that speaks through the pencil and the wood

is a...real voice?

♪

(Andy) Yes.

♪

(Dr. Fiennes) Do you believe that it is your mother?

♪

(Andy) Yes.

♪

(bell tolling)

♪

(door creaking closed)

♪

(bell tolling continues)

♪

(Dr. Fiennes) Hi there.

I've made an arrangement with that man.

Susan's father.

Remember that man?

You're gonna rest up here today...

and then tomorrow morning

I'm gonna take you over to his house.

More comfortable there.

Andy?

You've cleared the hurdle.

(water lapping)

(engine rumbling)

So go on in.

And, uh...

I'll see you in a second.

(soothing music on radio)

(door opening)

♪

(knocking)

♪

(door sliding open)

♪

(car driving away)

Let's go!

(tapping)

Okay.

Close your eyes.

Let's breathe.

Let it out of the body.

And...into the body.

And...

...out of the body.

And...

...into the body.

(enchanting marimba music)

♪

(eerie vocal music)

♪

(dark ambient music)

♪

(fire crackling)

(high-pitched groan)

(slams)

Yeah.

(ambient music)

♪

♪

(door opens)

♪

(crickets chirping)

(soft electronic music)

♪

♪

(engine rumbling)

♪

(wind howling)

♪

(engine puttering)

♪

(door opens)

♪

(door closes)

(wind howling)

(footsteps)

♪

(shivering)

♪

♪

(engine puttering)

♪

(orchestral music)

♪

(male singer) ♪ Oh, give me a home ♪

♪ Where the buffalo roam ♪

♪ Where the deer and the antelope play ♪

♪

♪ Where seldom is heard ♪

♪ A discouraging word ♪

♪ And the skies are not cloudy all day ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ Home on the range ♪

♪

♪ Where the deer and the antelope play ♪

♪

♪ Where seldom is heard ♪

♪ A discouraging word ♪

♪ And the skies are not cloudy all day ♪

♪

(ensemble) ♪ How often at night ♪

♪ When the heavens are bright ♪

♪ With the light from the glittering stars ♪

♪ Have I stood there amazed ♪

♪ And asked as I gazed ♪

♪ If their glory exceeds that of ours ♪

♪

(male singer) ♪ Oh, give me a land ♪

♪ Where the bright diamond sand ♪

♪ Flows leisurely down the stream ♪

♪ Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along ♪

♪ Like a maid in her heavenly dream ♪

♪

♪ Then I would not exchange ♪

♪ My home on the range ♪

♪ Where the deer and the antelope play ♪

♪

♪ Where seldom is heard ♪

♪ A discouraging word ♪

♪ And the skies are not cloudy all day ♪

(ensemble) ♪ Home on the range ♪♪

(applause)

(enchanting marimba music)

♪