All language subtitles for T Christs (2017)

- I, Dr. Alan Stone, am guilty

for underestimating the
enigma that is the mind.

But I am not guilty of the
accusations leveled against me.

I arrived at Ypsilanti State
Hospital the summer of 1959.

I'd left teaching to begin

an ambitious study
of delusional patients.

Ypsilanti's most famous
structure was the water tower

referred to by the
locals as the Brick Dick.

What did Lenny Bruce say?

"In the halls of justice, the
only justice is in the halls."

My defense for this
hearing, really a witch hunt,

begins my first
night at Ypsilanti.

Yes?

- Sorry to disturb
you, Dr. Stone.

My name's Benny.

The attending
physician is off-ward.

We need help with a
patient, Joseph Cassel,

he's down here on C18.

- All right.

All right, put it
down, Mr. Cassel.

You're gonna be fine.

- I, Jesus of Nazareth,
spill my blood to save you!

Away, you heathens
who electrocute me!

Who do you think you are?!

Thank you, Dr. Francisco.

- Saving someone
who doesn't want to live,

it's some irony.

You must be the
new guy from MSU.

Stone, right?

- That's right.

- No electrocution.

Resurrection.

- What in God's name
would cause you to miss

Lenny Bruce's only
night in Michigan?

- Well, actually, it
was a patient's life.

- Of course.

Who?

- Jesus Christ.

- Life in a mental hospital?

Yeah.

And that, Alan?

- That is life in a
state mental hospital.

Enjoy yourself, Ruth.

Enjoy it.
- I don't want

the children to hear.

- On second thought,
maybe you were right.

- You saved me
from electrocution.

My gratitude is infinite.

Here is a present, an aria
for you, the sweetness of it all.

Thank you.

- No, no, not giving it to you.

Play it. Play it.

- I would really like
to help you, Joseph.

- Please address me as my
proper name, Jesus Christ,

the righteous one am I.

- Jesus.

Died a long time ago, didn't he?

- You are mistaken.

Listen, listen to Jussi
Bjorling and Robert Merrill sing

From Bizet's "The
Pearl Fishers."

Good morning.

I'm Dr. Stone.

Please take a seat.

- No.

Thank you, Mr. Benson.

- My name is Christ,

but I am not from
Nazareth, to be precise.

- Yes.

Well, I'm sorry, but your actual
name is Mr. Clyde Benson.

So if I refer to you by your
actual name, you won't speak?

Hm?

All right, then, I think our
time together is finished.

You may go back to your ward.

♪ You'll wonder
where the yellow went ♪

♪ When you brush your
teeth with wet cement ♪

Wet cement.

Wet cement?!

It's funny, right?

- That is funny.

♪ Brusha, brusha, brusha,
here's the new Ipana ♪

♪ With the brand new flavor ♪

♪ It's dandy for your teeth ♪
♪ A na na ♪

♪ Yam pa pa pa pa ♪

My kids like that one.

Two, two different toothpastes!

Can there be two Jesuses?

- There can be but
only one son of God.

- That's my point.

- Then why am I tortured
by a pretender in our midst?

- Mr. Cassel.

- That's his name,

but he goes by a
fraudulent one, does he not?

And now, you are silent.

- Yes.

Yes, now I am.

- Freud said there
were two basic instincts.

What were they again?

You know the answer.

Tell me, anyway.

- Sex and aggression.

Mm.

- What?

- Well, now I have two patients

who believe
they're Jesus Christ.

- What do you plan
to do about that?

- Why don't you tell me,
Miss Summa Cum Laude?

- Will you ever get over
that I'm smarter than you?

- No.

- Help me, my son!

I, your Lord Christ,
the righteous one,

beg thee to curtail
this barbarism!

They are frying my notes!

- Benny, what happened?
What happened?

What happened?
- Joseph got into a fight

with Clyde Benson who
also claims he's Jesus Christ.

Joseph got upset and said
there could only be one Jesus,

and then Benson
broke his record.

- Dr. Francisco.

Is shock really necessary?

- Well, Mr. Cassel
became uncontrollable

over that broken vinyl.

Why, is there a problem?

Do you have some magical
cure you're not sharing?

- No.

- Please allow me to leave
Michigan and return to England!

No!

Be seated, please.

So you've left
academia to join us

at Ypsilanti State Hospital.
- Yes.

- Welcome.
- Thank you, Dr. Orbus.

- Your papers make
for interesting reading.

What can I do for you?

- Well, I've received multiple
grants from Michigan State

to include schizophrenics
in my identity studies.

I need your support.

- What kind of support?

- Additional manpower, and
your word that electroshock

will never be used
on my patients.

- Hm.

Your article states,

"Institutions are a warehouse"

"for mental patients run
like an automotive factory."

You don't think that sounds

just a tad disrespectful,
if not insulting?

- I wrote truthfully.

Ever worked in a state facility?

- I'm sorry, was I factually
incorrect about the procedure?

- You haven't worked
in a state facility.

As someone who does,
please, how would you suggest

we offer more humane
care to over 4,100 patients,

we, a staff of five
psychiatrists...

- I understand the scope of
your problems, believe me, I do.

Your supervisor invited me here.

- Dr. Rogers. Certainly.

- Why not look to improve
the quality of the care

that you offer here?

- Because the
methods that we use,

which are standard nationwide,
are not good enough?

How did you refer to us?

"Bureaucratic
unfeeling conformists."

Such restraint.

I have no additional manpower.

And if you create an unsafe
environment for my patients,

you'll be removed.

Dr. Rogers won't
overrule me on that.

- I'm told I make a really
good second impression.

- Schizophrenia is a mental
condition that makes it hard

to tell the difference between
what's real and not real,

think clearly, have appropriate
emotional responses,

act normally in
social situations.

- Okay, you are graduating
from Eastern Michigan College

with a degree in psychology.

Full scholarship, excellent
grades, with a year hiatus?

- I had some family issues.

I have recommendations.

- Oh, excellent ones.

May I ask what kind of issues?

- Do I have to answer?

- No.

No, you don't.

You understand
just how difficult

working with paranoid
schizophrenics can be?

- I know they lack inhibitions,
and their speech is bizarre.

- Neological.

Their words actually hide

the meaning of
what they're thinking.

These patients may appear
to see right through you,

pinpoint your doubts, your
sexual impulses, your fears.

- How?

- Tend to be highly perceptive.

For instance, you say
that you have an issue,

they may intuit what it is or
challenge you aggressively.

- It's very important
for me to help people.

Won't I learn how to do
that if I work on this project?

- Probably.

- Why do you want to work
with paranoid schizophrenics?

- Because they're so lonely.

Whatever happens,

you cannot be
seduced into their world.

You will be unable to help them.

And if it ever becomes too much,

too personal, too difficult,
you will have to withdraw.

- Does that mean I'm hired?

- Yes, Miss
Anderson, you're hired.

- Becky.

I won't let you down.

- Find out if there
are other patients

in the Michigan
Mental Health System

who claim to be Jesus Christ.

Right.

Leon Gabor.

That's it?

- We've got three
Cinderellas, two Eisenhowers,

one Duke Ellington, but only
one more Jesus in Michigan.

- Good job.

Good morning.

My name is Dr. Stone.

This is my research
assistant, Miss Anderson.

Would you like to
sit down, Mr. Gabor?

I'd like to get to know you.

Why?

- Maybe if I
understand you better,

perhaps I can be of help to you.

- You want to be my friend?

I'd like to be your doctor.

- But not my friend.

Friendly doctor.

- Why not my friend?

Well, because there
are certain boundaries

between a doctor and
his patient, Mr. Gabor.

- Address me by
my righteous name.

God to you.

- I don't believe you're God.

- So you don't
acknowledge who I am,

yet you want me to
acknowledge who you are.

Were you born a Dr. Stone?

What is a stone, a rock?

Was it even your birth name?

- No.

- What is your name?

Who are you?
- I am a doctor.

I'm here to treat you.

And I really have no need
to win a debate with you.

- So you won't tell
me who's treating me,

vet you insist that I am
not who I tell you that I am.

Hm.

Do you even believe in God?

- That's not easy to answer.

Yes or no works for me.

- I believe in the mystery.

But not God.

- I believe in nature.
- But not God?

- I believe in science,
cause and effect.

But not God.

- I find it very hard to
believe in an all-powerful God

who allows children to suffer,

wars to be fought in his name.

- I went to war, set people
free that I'd never met,

and now, I'm being imprisoned
by people that I do not know.

- I went to war too.

Tried to save the lives of
soldiers who were dying

for people they
didn't know either.

- And you liked that?

Saving people?

Make you feel good?

Make you feel powerful?

- Yes.

- And how about
you, Miss Anderson?

Do you believe in God?

- Yes.

How are Ruth and the girls

adjusting to the move?

- Well, Molly is questioning

the duck-and-cover
drill at the moment.

- Yeah, the apple doesn't
fall far from the tree.

Now, what's your project?

- Well, I interviewed
three paranoids,

believe they're Jesus Christ.

I want to put the
three of them in a room

and study their behavior.

- Three Christs?

Yeah.

- What do you think will happen?

- I don't have a clue.

- They aren't who they
are, so who are they?

- Yeah.
- It's interesting.

- Maybe one of them
will dominate the others,

force them to
change their identities.

Maybe we will learn
enough that we can help them

give up their delusions.

- All right, wait. Stop.

You're not talking about
the Holy Grail, right?

Curing schizophrenia?

- It is an offshoot
of Dr. Laing's work,

no question about it.

But it's an aggressive
but humane approach.

There's no shock, no drugs.

- Alan, you can't
cross the boundaries

of normal clinical protocol.

- Did you invite me here?

Did you encourage me to
come here and do research,

to work with the neglected,
those who truly need care?

The tough cases, right?
- I did.

- Yes, you did.
- And I want you to.

- Good.
- But there are limits

you can't exceed.

- I will respect them.

My intention is to
separate the three Christs

from the general population.

Can you fund any
shortfall in expenses?

- Your last paper attacks

the very field that
pays your bills.

You want me to
cover your overages?

Will you?

- Can you get along with

one of the "bureaucratic
unfeeling conformists," Dr. Orbus?

- If you tell him not
to treat my patients.

- Alan, I brought you here

because I respect
you, enormously.

Please be careful.

- Joseph Cassel.

Born in Canada to parents
who were of normal height.

Joseph left home, tried
to enlist in the army,

they laughed at him, mocked him.

He accused his wife,
Eleanor, of poisoning him.

He sat on her, pinned
her arms to the ground,

and was arrested
and hospitalized.

Diagnosis, schizophrenia.

Paranoid type.

Prognosis for recovery, poor.

Mr. Clyde Benson.

Joined the Navy,
served in the Far East.

His wife, Beverly,
died a gruesome death

following an abortion.

Clyde complained of a horrid
smell from the decaying fetus.

He was arrested for drunkenness

while he screamed that he
was a filthy piece of stench.

He was committed.

Diagnosis, schizophrenia.

Paranoid type.

Prognosis for recovery, poor.

Leon Gabor.

Leon's mother was
a religious fanatic.

She'd lock Leon in a room

when she went out to
work as a scrubwoman.

Against his mother's
wishes, he joined the army.

He earned four ribbons,
four combat stars,

for exposure to enemy fire.

When he returned from the war,

his mother began
to pray over him,

keeping him from sleeping.

He became violent,
told his mother

she should start
worshiping him, as Jesus.

She tried to stop him, he
threatened to strangle her,

Leon was committed.

Diagnosis, schizophrenia.

Paranoid type.

Prognosis, questionable.

Three delusional men
who claim a religious identity

are to be treated by a doctor

who doesn't believe
in organized religion.

Will they be able to sit in
the same room and get along?

Will I be able to
offer these men

a means to find themselves,

to experience some
companionship, hope, joy?

Good morning.

Good morning, good
morning, good morning.

Morning.

You all know me and
my research assistant,

Miss Becky Anderson.

- Hello.

- And we also have Neil
Byers and Louis Bowman

who are helping us out today.

Is that working?

- Yes, sir.
- Okay, go ahead and start it.

Thank you, Louis.

All right.

I have transferred each of
you from the general population.

Ward C18, here, to D23.

You will be the
only patients here.

We will have our
meetings in this room

in the hope that you
will come to a better

understanding of yourselves.

Joseph, any questions?

- Are you hard of hearing, sir?

- No.

- Why do my requests
fall on deaf ears?

You will note my
one and rightful name.

Please address me as
Jesus Christ of Nazareth.

Much obliged.

- Did our father send a
boy to do a man's job?

No, he did not.

- Clyde, you understand
why we're here?

- Are you hard of hearing, sir?

- No, Clyde, I am not.

- Please address me correctly.

Ah, my name is
Christ, if you must know,

but I am not from Nazareth.

- Rigid dupe faith, ha!

- You wouldn't be working

for Senator McCarthy
now, would you, sir?

On the news today...
- McCarthy's dead, you idiot.

Shaking off.

I'm shaking off all
of your negativity

and all of your squelches,

all of your squelching,
all of your squelches.

- Your ferocity
may be the source

of this odor of decaying flesh.

- All right, why don't we talk
about where you were born,

about your families?

Leon, would you like
to start us out, please?

- Take the girl and stop
her from looking at me.

There is desire
in her wet parts.

I must push back the missile.

That will help.

- I am writing Dr. Orbus, to
request a transfer to England.

- Ah.

Okay.

- Shut up.

Knock it off.

Knock it off!

Do you see the
way that your sister

crosses and uncrosses her legs?

Lust creeps in and out of her.

Stop it or I will
not be responsible

for her moist
response to my scent.

- Her scent is pleasing.

- Miss Anderson is assisting me.

- Oh, I'll bet she is.

She is raping my thoughts.

They are my thoughts.

You did not ask my permission
and you cannot have them.

- You're right.

You're right, I'm
recording our conversations

with your permission

so that I can study
why each of you

believes you are Jesus Christ.

- "And you will do this
because you are my patient

"and I am your doctor."

So what makes
you a doctor, Stone?

A piece of paper?

If I were to burn it,
would you still be a doctor

or would you be a fake,
a phony, a paper-mache?

- Tam who I am.

- Well, then why do you
need a piece of paper

to prove to others who you are?

- You are not Mozart,

your notes don't ring
true, Mr. Leon Gabor.

- Address me as your Lord,

your God, your king of kings!

- By all means, be
who you want to be.

We do not have false hollowed
out gods in Great Britain.

- Oh, you're from
Canada, you midget!

No, no, no, no, ho.

- No! No, no, no!

♪ Schaefer ♪

♪ Is the one beer to have ♪
- Let go!

Let go!

Okay, okay!

Come on, come on, come on, no!

No, no, stop!

Let go, let go, let go!

Stop, stop!

It's okay, it's all right.

- The orderlies must be inside.

- They'll inhibit the
patients, you can't do that.

- The patients' safety
is my responsibility

and mine alone,
not Dr. Rogers's.

Either the orderlies are inside,

or I'll have to terminate
the experiment.

- Fine. Got it.

I am planning on publishing
the results of my work.

I would like to
have the backing,

if possible...
- No, you won't.

I will not have you
doing a hatchet job

on Ypsilanti.
- I have no intention

of that!
- This is not a debate.

There will be no paper.

I don't know why I'm
getting so worked up.

My physician says
that the stress kills.

Maybe I should
meditate or something.

I don't mean to be
such an obstacle

to everything you
propose, I truly don't.

In fact,

these are letters
from patient Cassel,

and perhaps they'll
be of some use to you.

- You know what would be nice?

If they could just sit,
play cards together.

You should go home, Becky.

- I'm not finished.

- Oh.

This is your new
research material?

- That's not what it...
- "Sick Comics," mm-hm.

Mike Nichols, Elaine
May, Lenny Bruce?

- Why are you so
interested in Lenny Bruce?

- 'Cause he's warped,
he's funny, he tells the truth,

and he's from Brooklyn.

Is it possible to
really understand

someone else's delusion?

Think the closest I ever got

was when I
experimented with LSD.

I can heat up dinner
if you're hungry.

No, thanks.

- I almost wish I was working
on this project with you

instead of grading
chemistry papers.

Hey.

It's brave and important,
what you're doing.

Teacher says,
"Take your medicine."

- All right, Miss Anderson.

Session one,
November 11th, 1959.

Problematic.

Oh, Leon, Leon, Leon.

Grand inquisitor.

He will debate,
confront, and taunt you,

wanting to provoke an
inappropriate response,

but that is his
means of protection.

His attraction to Becky
has thrown him off stride.

Sets off a lot of
mixed sexual feelings.

Come on, pogo
stick, we'll be late.

I'm not a pogo stick.

- Pogo.
- Dad, tell her to stop.

- Stop.

- I'm trying to
make her stronger

because the boys call her
four eyes, and she cries.

- Which boys?

I'll have a chat
with the principal.

- Shirley, sweetheart, I call
you names too, you know.

- Yeah, but I like
when you do it.

- Why?

- Because it's fun with you.

- If you know who you are,

it doesn't matter
what the boys say.

- Here.

Listen to your father.

Mm-hm.

- For Dr. Orbus, kindly, sir.

He has yet to respond,
which is most disrespectful.

How is a man supposed to
live away from his English home?

Like the rest of us.

- Please, good doctor, don't
let him destroy my letters

and send me down
the drain with them.

♪ Roto-Rooter, that's the name ♪

♪ And away go
troubles down the drain ♪

♪ Roto-Rooter sewer service ♪

- My good doctor, someone,

and I'm not saying
who, stole my glasses.

- They weren't stolen,
they were broken

when you had a fight with Leon.

All right, Clyde,

would you like to come
over and sit next to Joseph?

Would you do that?
- Hmm.

Hmm.

- That would make me very
happy if you did that, please.

Could you come...

Come on.

Thank you.

Clyde, what do you
think about Joseph's claim

to be Jesus Christ?

- I am the Lord God,
but call me what you will.

Joseph is very nice,

but little.

But duplicity runs in his veins.

A fraudulent one is he.

- Joseph?

Are you all right with
Clyde sitting next to you?

- There is room for this
gentleman, just not in my chair,

if you please, Mr. Clyde Benson.

- My odor returns.

Keep your distance.

Hoo!

- I don't smell anything.

- Nor I.
- Well, it's very deep, sir,

it's very deep.

- Electronic
interference upstairs.

Another, shocky boy.

Dr. Francisco powers
up his Frankenshtick.

- Welcome back, Leon.

Okay, today's goal
is to use your words.

- And, Gabor, don't
punch our Cassel.

- Exactly.

Do you have a headache, Leon?

- No, sir, just shaking it off,

the cosmic energy for
the hollowed out gods,

and I do not wish to
have any disfigured bodies

being carried out of this place.

- You are a dupe, a
re-rise hick next to me.

Be careful, someone,
I'm not saying who,

stole my deck of cards.

- Ah.

- What are you writing?

- Notes for Dr. Stone.

- Will those notes
contain my thoughts?

- Yes.

- And would those notes,

my thoughts, belong
to you or to me?

- To Dr. Stone.

- He owns my thoughts.

- Well, I think he
owns the notes.

- No, no, no, no, ho, ho.

No closer.

You frighten everyone.

You made your point,
now go back and sit down.

- May I?

- What, the pen?

- It's still warm
from your hand,

filled with my thoughts,
which you have taken from me.

- They're your thoughts.

No one here owns them, only you.

- You're right.

Lavender.

- You will not be the
center of attention

in England with me.

- I am not engaged to you, sir,

but to the one who
makes flowers grow

in the concrete desert.

The reason I'm
having these meetings

is there can only be one Jesus.

True?
- Only one God.

- One God, two re-rise hicks.

- So if we don't start
responding to names,

shocky boy will rev up
his generators again?

- No shocky boy, no, if
you spend time together,

you don't fight with each
other, maybe play cards.

- Stoney boy.

When you finger
fornicate your wife,

is it Miss Becky's
face that you see?

Is she your
orifice to disfigure?

True love cannot be denied.

- Thank you, Leon.

Topic of conversation
today is roots.

- Is it possible that
my phonograph

and my records
could be brought here?

Because if music
were playing now,

we would all be divine.

- No opera.

That's quite
interesting, the dynamic.

Challenging, as well.
- Definitely,

and they haven't been fighting,

even while living
in the same ward.

But?

- I need to speed things up.

I'm not going to
confront them anymore.

I'm going to encourage them

to engage each
other, be friendly.

Let them run the meetings.

You know, chairman for a day.

- I like that.

Yeah, you and Orbus getting on?

- Funny you should ask that.

I need to avoid
any conflict with him

about publishing the
results of my work.

- And you want?

It to be my idea.

- Yeah, well,
just getting along.

- Alan, you are entirely
predictable, but always surprising.

How is that?

- My nature?

The transcripts you requested.

- Oh, thanks.

Thank you.

Something else on your mind?

- What Leon says about
you thinking about me when...

- Leon responds to you

and he notices that I
respond to you, and vice versa.

He's testing us.

But don't worry, we
will never cross that line.

- I know that.

- Very kind of you to
invite us, Mrs. Rogers.

- Oh, Vicky, please.

He admires your husband.

And they worked so
closely together in Korea.

- Where's Dr. Orbus's wife?

- Oh, that's very sad.

She passed almost two years ago.

It's a very difficult
time for him.

Drinks have arrived, ladies.

- Thank you.
- Your timing is impeccable.

- Dr. Stone, there's an urgent
phone call from the hospital.

Get off of me!

Take his arm and hold him down.

Hey.

- He refuses to get
out of the shower.

I wouldn't let him
be forcibly removed.

That's what you wanted, right?
- Yeah, yeah.

No, that's great. Thank you.

- Can you get me
transferred to laundry?

The smells in this
kitchen are nauseating.

- Well, we can discuss that,
but you need to come out now.

- Well, you don't
have to believe in God

to fear the devil's
Frankenstick, I'll tell you that!

- I know, but I promise you,

I won't let shocky boy
power up his Frankenstick.

- Stay away.

I don't want to infect
you with my stench.

- I don't infect that easily.

- You stay away!

I'm alone in here!

Leave me alone!

I'm alone in here!

I don't want to smell!

I don't want to smell!

- Okay, don't move.

You don't have to move,
you don't have to move.

I'm just gonna
turn the water off.

Don't move.

Don't move, don't move.

Don't move, don't move.

Stay where you are,
you don't have to move.

You're gonna be okay.

It's okay.

There you go.

Here you go.

Yeah, yeah.

- Beverly, Beverly
called me death.

She died from my seed.

- No, no, no, no, ho, ho.

Please don't hurt
yourself again.

Please.

Do you have a
picture of Beverly?

'Cause I hear she
was very beautiful.

- She was so beautiful.

I have a picture in my box.

- Ah, yeah, she is beautiful.

Becky, what are you doing here?

- I'm sorry, I...

- For what?
- I was out with friends

and I couldn't sleep.

- What is this?

- Just some scribbles, trying
to make sense of our sessions.

- May I?
- Mm-hm.

- It's good.

Yeah.

Starting to get a
sense of paranoids.

They need the space.

"The perimeter of safety"”
is how you described it.

That's what I said.

- Dr. Stone.
- Yup?

- You mentioned that
you had taken LSD.

How did it help you to
understand your patients better?

- I lost the sense of my own

physical boundaries,
depersonalization.

I hallucinated like
they do, I think.

- Should I try it?

Would it help me
understand them better also?

No, unless I'm there
to watch over you.

Is everybody happy?

- Yes!
- Yes!

You need some sleep.

- Yeah.

I'll just get a shower.

All right, let's see.

Shirley, did you get
your lunch together?

- I'm not Shirley.

- I'm Shirley.

- Wait a minute, are you sure
you're Shirley and not Molly?

- Yes, Dad.

- Are you sure that
you're not Shirley?

You're silly.

- No. And you're Molly.

- I am not.

- If I changed your
name, are you still Shirley?

Of course, Daddy.

Mm!

Mm!
- I know why you did that.

Why?

- Well, to teach
Shirley to not be hurt

by the names from the boys.

- Mm!

Smartypants!

I got two smartypantses here.

I can't believe it.

Wow, you are so smart.

Okay, get your coats on.

Why won't Dr. Orbus
respond to my manly letters?

I don't know.

Are my words offensive?

Be careful what you say

or shock y boy
will light you up.

Did he light up Benson?

- No, no, he did not.

No, Clyde is feeling
much better now.

- Can't the doctor
from near heaven

urge the highest
Dr. Orbus to hear me out?

How else will I
return to England?

I'll rot in here.

- I'll urge him to read
your letters, okay?

- My eternal gratitude, my son.

Oh.

Words cannot convey
what notes can say.

Much obliged.

Hinkley news flash,

the doctor was saved from
stench by your humble reporter.

He was most kindly.

- Good to have you back, Clyde.

All right.

Gentlemen, this is now
the chairman's chair.

From now on, I want one of
you to lead each of the meetings,

and starting with a song.

- Give it to me, I'll take it.

- You know, that's a good idea,

but I think we should have
a vote for the first chairman.

Truth is a chairman.

- I nominate Miss Anderson.

She's a woman.

- I can attest.

- I nominate Joseph,
on Joseph's request.

All favor.

- Unanimous.

Congratulations.

Chairman Joseph.

Please.

Good.

Now, let's start with a song.

Why don't we do that?

"America the Beautiful."

- An English melody.

- No, it isn't.

And it isn't opera.

- This type is too
small for Jesus, I...

♪ O beautiful for
spacious skies ♪

♪ For amber waves of grain ♪

♪ Ba ba ba, ba ♪

♪ For purple mountains majesty ♪

♪ Above the fruited plain ♪

♪ Ba ba ba, ba ♪

♪ America, America ♪

♪ God shed his grace on thee ♪

♪ Da da da, da ♪

♪ And crown thy good
with brotherhood ♪

♪ From sea to shining sea ♪

Nabbit.

Joseph's been writing
to you for months now.

Can you respond to his letters?

- I don't have time, and I
wouldn't know what to say.

- He wants access to you,

you're the most important
authority figure here.

Look, I promised him
that you would respond.

- Did you?

Well, that's a pickle.

Look.

They're starting the
meeting without prompting.

Oh, the LSD's starting to work.

It's a small dose,

the effects will
wear off quickly.

♪ Onward, Christian soldiers ♪

♪ Marching as to war ♪

♪ With the cross of Jesus ♪

- Leon, why are you here?

- It's me, Becky.

Leon is in there.

♪ Leads against the foe ♪

♪ Forward into battle ♪

- That's your voice,
but not your body.

- It's me.

It's me, use your instincts.

It's me.

I'm right here.

Okay?

- I believe it's you.

♪ With the cross of Jesus ♪

♪ Going on before ♪

- I can't tell where
you end and I begin.

- You're okay, you're fine.

Oh, hi, honey!

- Hi, I'm Ruth.

- This is my assistant, Becky.

Thank you, Nurse.

Becky, you know,
when we first met,

I asked you about
your family issues

and you preferred not
to speak about them.

Here, drink this.

Some coffee, you'll feel better.

Nothing you say will
change my opinion of you.

Do you have mental
illness in your family?

- Yes.

My brother.

It spiraled out of control?

- Yes.

- Did he take his life?

- He did.

- And that's why you want
to do this kind of work?

To help people, as you say?

- Yes.
- Yeah, that's good.

That's a real good thing.
- No.

No, because I didn't
help him or my mom,

and everything fell apart.

- I'm so sorry
about your brother,

but you can't live for
someone who doesn't want to

or prevent them
from taking their lives.

And you can't blame
yourself for surviving.

I know this from experience.

The yeti tribe is
believed to live

in the Himalayan mountains.

It's a matriarchal society

where the yeti woman is
worshiped as a goddess.

No one's actually
seen the yetis,

but their footprints
have been found

on a number of expeditions
to Mount Everest.

The female yeti or Madame Yeti

is said to possess
extraordinary strength,

and is able to lift animals
weighing hundreds of pounds.

Well, that's new, right?

- Mm-hm.
- Maybe a breakthrough.

Progress, for sure.

Is that why you
wanted to see me?

- Yes!

Absolutely.

You know, Joseph has been
writing letters to Dr. Orbus

who hasn't responded.

- That's customary.

- What if I respond
as Dr. Orbus?

- Really?

Why would you do that?

- 'Cause they're hurt and angry.

No one responds
to their letters.

Mm.

- You know, I could even
give them some suggestions

that might modify
their behavior.

- I don't understand.

Why are you moving
away from identity study?

This is a radical,
untried approach.

- These patients have been
responsive to suggestions.

Why don't we just go with
that, and push it further?

- Alan, you're asking my
approval to get directly involved

in their delusional systems.

You promised me not
to cross the boundaries

of normal clinical protocol.

- Jonas Salk infected
patients with viruses

to test the polio
vaccine, right here,

in Ypsilanti in the '40s.
- That's correct, yes.

- Very risky.

Madame Curie, the same
thing, who worked with X-rays.

No risk, no breakthroughs.

- And if you do that,

you'd force me to
cut off your funding.

- When's the next board meeting?

Dr. Abrams arrives in the fall.

- Might be wise
to get her opinion,

the recognized
expert in this field.

- Alan, I'm disappointed in you.

Leon, you have a visitor.

That's my mother.

- Why are you mad at me?

Why are you mad at me?!

- Mrs. Gabor, please.

What have I done?!

I'm all alone!

Mrs. Gabor, calm down, please.

Alone, do you hear?!

Mrs. Gabor.

What I have done to you?!

- No.

No, no!

I was called to attend

a patient.
- I'll treat him.

I'll treat him.
- Shocky boy, shocky boy,

shocky boy.
- He's agitated, incoherent,

and needs to be controlled.
- I said I will treat

the patient.

What is and not a sin
of all the different sins?

And the things of
all the different ways

in which God would look,

Seen through the
eyes of the devil.

Leon.

If you can calm yourself,

I can take the straps off.

Madame.

Madame.

Madame Yeti.

- Who's Madame Yeti?

- My wife.

- You told me that
you were married

to the Blessed Virgin Mary.

- No, no, no.

Madame Yeti.

Or Madame R.I. Dung.

You can see her on Channel One.

She said that I was a pile
of truthful idealed dung.

Dr. Righteous Idealed
Dung, and I accepted.

It is comical to
a certain degree.

What kind of doctor
is he, you might ask?

A doctor of shit.

- "Doctor of shit."”

You can call me Rex, or Dung.

Dr. Shit or Dr. Dung.

- Mm-hm.

Mm.

I like it.

What, you don't?

- Well, the purpose
is for Leon to give up

his Christ delusion, correct?

- Yes.

- I think you shouldn't
write to Leon as Dr. Orbus.

- It's too late for that,

I'm not going to discuss...
- I think it should be written

as Madame Yeti.

Isn't Leon more likely to follow
a suggestion from a woman,

his wife, than a man?

This is what I came up with.

- "My dear husband,
I've been aware,

"on Channel One, that you
have been watching me."

"And now, what a
nice letter you sent me."

"I will meet you
tomorrow at five o'clock"

"at the lake if it pleases you."

"Fondly, Madame Yeti Woman."

It's good.

No, it's better than good.

This is really spot on.

- Now, Joseph and Clyde,
you should write as Dr. Orbus.

- I was killed last night
and got another body.

- You look the same to me.

- Pertaining to the internal
construction, it is different.

- I don't see it.

- Mr. Cassel, do not put
the penis in the wrong hole,

or else you'll wind
up a disfigured midget.

No offense.
- None taken,

but there's Miss
Anderson to consider.

- She's here.

I can attest.

- If I have hurt your feelings
through rude expression,

it was due to using a word

that Mr. Cassel can more
readily understand and strike at.

Please forgive the
expression and the messenger.

- My feelings aren't hurt.

- No tears.

I can attest.

Who's leading today?

Mr. Benson, you
want to start us off?

- No.

No, I will not.

- Okay.

Okay.

Okey doke.

Ah, that's better.

That's very considerate, Leon.

Three Christs session,
September 10th, 1960.

Mr. Chairman.

Sir.

May I offer Dr. Orbus's
response to your letters?

- No.

No, you may not.

- Thank you, good doctor,

for calling this most
special meeting.

- Madame Yeti.

♪ Roto-Rooter, that's the name ♪

♪ And away go troubles ♪

♪ Down the drain ♪
- Mr. Benson, would you please

refrain from hawking
merchandise?

Psychology used to
agitate his negative.

Do you have a time piece
that might be borrowed?

- Sure, of course.

Clyde, if you can refrain

from showering
more than once a day,

I will be willing to discuss
your request to work

in the laundry rather
than the kitchen.

Sincerely yours, Dr. Orbus.

♪ Icily light ♪

♪ Precisely right ♪

♪ Crystally clear ♪

♪ Crisp refresher ♪

- It's 6:00 p-m. and Leon
hasn't showed up at the lake.

- Where is he?

- He's in the bathroom
masturbating again.

- You think Joseph and Clyde
would be more suggestible?

- I sure hope so.

♪ Ballantine, Ballantine beer ♪

- "As you know, Joseph,
I don't share your belief

"that our institution is
an English stronghold."

"If you can visit the chapel,"

"maybe you will
acquaint yourself"

"with the teachings of
the church more directly."

"Yours truly, Dr. Orbus."

- And you've been sending
copies of all these letters

to Dr. Orbus and Dr. Rogers?

Yes.

- What have you been
writing up for Leon?

- I told him that Madame
Yeti was disappointed,

but would give him one
more chance to meet

by the lake at 5:30 tomorrow.

That's good, I like it.

- "Dear Dr. Orbus, I do believe
showering three times a day

"will lead to a diminishment
of the sewer gas"

"to which I am prone."

"Farts, sir, are a
questionable fact of life,"

"but stinking is vile."

"Christ, not of Nazareth."

- What?

- I'm impressed.

- That I've abstained
from the shower?

Has my stench returned?

- No.

What do you think?

- Maybe.

"Dr. Orbus, a man
must have a hard-on"

"in the presence of
a Miss Anderson."

"Therefore, I formally
request that I am transferred"

"back to my native
country of England."

"Yours truly, Joseph Cassel."

- I do not share your
belief that our institution

is an English stronghold

nor that you are a
citizen of England.

Bill, the Christs are being
responsive to my suggestions.

If this continues, this could
be a real breakthrough,

especially with Leon.

So please, hold off
on doing anything

till the meeting
with Dr. Abrams.

Okay, to Joseph.

Mm-hm.

- Perhaps you can
persuade Leon and Clyde

to join you in your church

and share what you
have been learning.

Gentlemen, my body shall be

at the chapel shortly, alone.

It would give me a supreme
sensation of good fortune

if you fellows, whose corpus
are here, were to join me.

- You wouldn't be alone, then.

- Dr. Stone.

Leon is a no-show.

- Okay.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

What do you think,
third time a charm?

Yup.

- Leon has been waiting
at the lake since 3:30 p-m.

- Punctual.

Madame Yeti.

Madame?

- Ah.

Dr. Stone.

Please, have a seat.

Thank you.

- Read that, if you
wouldn't mind, please.

What do you think?

- Why are you responding
to Joseph's letter?

- I could say because
he's writing to me.

- But you've never
done it before.

- I am wondering if I should
be more involved going forward.

I did quite a bit of
research in my early days,

some of it very
forward-thinking.

We could work even
closer together, as partners.

Congratulations.

- Yeah.

- So, what do you think
of my letter to Joseph?

- I think it's ill-advised
at this moment.

It's not consistent with
the voice I've been using.

- As me.

- Yes, as you.

- The more you include
me, the more you involve me,

the better equipped
I'll be to stop Dr. Rogers

from shutting you down.

Leon.

Want to chair the meeting today?

Everyone in favor, vote aye.

Nay.

Aye, aye, aye.

Unanimous, congratulations.

♪ O say can you see ♪

- So it says, in the
introduction here,

there's ridicule against
my reincarnation.

"Three mental patients, each
claiming to be Jesus Christ

"have been brought together...

"Today, one subject
has changed his belief

"about being Christ and has
taken on another false identity,

"and this patient...
- "This patient claims

"the other two are subject
to electronic interference"

"and the third patient thinks
the other two are crazy."

- They are in a mental hospital.

- Sir, there appears to be
indirect warped psychology here.

My name, Dr. Righteous
Idealed Dung, it's not here.

- Yeah, well, your
names were withheld

to protect your privacy.

- Well, I wish they
had been included

because it would have
changed the entire picture

pertaining to my manliness.

I think you all know Dr. Orbus.

- Continue, please.

What was it you
were talking about?

- They were just giving
their opinions of the article.

- And what a
wonderful article it is.

Carry on.

- Anyone?

- Well, I just meant
to drop off the letters.

I will say how much I'm
enjoying our correspondence

and terrific progress
being made.

- Thank you, Doctor.

My letters.

- No, we'll pass
them out tomorrow.

It's fine.

Tomorrow, we'll do that.

- I wish to speak to
God Morphy Anderson,

alone, by myself,

with a pipe organ.

- "Three men who
think they're Jesus

"borders on the comical."”

- Thanks for coming over.

It's really helpful for my
meeting with Dr. Abrams.

Need to do that rewrite
for Orbus this time.

- I already did.

Okay.

- Aw.

You started the
party without me.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Just some fun with the girls.

Hi, Becky.

- Hi, Mrs. Stone.

I'll get some coffee.

- That would be divine.

Alan is a prince, you know that.

I really should go.

- He wasn't born one.

You should know the
man and not the myth,

although they're
largely the same.

Come. Sit.

His mother drove him to excel
at school, to become a doctor.

But not just any
doctor, a great one.

She saved every penny she had

to send him from
Berlin to London.

Kid with no money in a country

on the verge of war
with his homeland

and he speaking in a very
conspicuous German accent,

it wasn't very pretty.

But he moved to Brooklyn.

And then the war broke out.

He enlisted in the army,

served in the front lines in
Europe and then later in Korea.

He came back different.

He never spoke
about it, not a word.

After the war, I was his
young research assistant

at Michigan State.

Those days that became
nights that became mornings.

It was intoxicating,
intimate, erotic.

I just had a drink.

Actually, quite a few.

I don't know what
I was thinking.

- This must stop.

No more drinking, all right?

I will do anything
for you, for the kids,

but this will end, now.

Your article's attracting

quite a bit of
attention and ink.

Predominantly
negative, Dr. Abrams.

- Bill.

I wanted to meet the mind
that dreamt this experiment up.

- I'm honored.

- You are writing letters

as someone other
than yourself to patients.

- Yes.
- Bill, you're not

on board with this?

- That's correct.

- And yet there is
objective evidence

that there's progress being made

with your patients
in many areas.

Bill?

- Doctor, I'm
really exploring...

- I know what you're doing

and I probably know
why you're doing it.

What's your greatest anxiety?

- That we, as a profession,
warehouse, drug,

and restrain patients
rather than treat them.

I don't think it's good
enough, not by a long shot.

Do you?

- You're telling me and the
entire psychiatric hierarchy

to go fuck itself.

I like that.

Dr. Stone has agreed
to let us talk alone.

- Well, I must admit, madam,

that the beaming
smile on your face

is something that I haven't

quite experienced
before in my life.

- That's very kind of you.

What did you want to talk about?

- I share Dr. Rogers's concern

about what your involvement

with the Christ delusional
systems is doing to them,

to you, your judgment,
and your conclusions.

- The work I'm doing with
the four Christs is really...

Three Christs.

The work that I'm doing with
the three Christs is singular.

- Four.

- I meant three.
- I know what you meant.

Do you?

- Yes.

Things are getting blurry.

- You have a look of a
man on a journey, a descent.

- Did you, when you were
doing your most demanding work?

- Yes.

There's a poem
by Emily Dickinson,

"But let a splinter swerve."

It's about the power
of an original idea,

how it can move mountains

and leave a debris
field in its wake.

Your work is novel,
brilliant, and dangerous.

You decide if the gains
outweigh the obvious risks.

- Don't you want to leave Ypsi
and resume your life outside?

If you can use your given name,

control yourself,
this could happen.

- I won't.

I won't touch it, no
matter how close it comes.

I've thought of you nightly,

making emissions into your
squelch chamber pleasantly.

And you me?

- Leon, there are boundaries
that must be observed.

- Yes, there are boundaries.

In Europe, during the
war, duping caused me

to degenerate with a couple
of soldiers in a clubhouse.

And while I was kneeling,
I noticed this boy's feet.

They were enormous
compared to mine.

He did it to me twice.

I was so frightened that I
ran out of there screaming

with my hair standing on end.

You know this feeling.

How?

Did it happen to you, rape?

You don't have to say.

God knows all.

But you can't lie, can you?

- I don't lie.

- You are full of truth,

full of what makes
the desert bloom.

And I, humbly, sad that I am,

will do my best to
honor your sadness

with what little
I have to offer.

Pipe organs can help if
you need to shake it off.

- I should have
kept my distance.

I crossed a boundary, didn't I?

- Yes.

But sometimes, we have
to follow our instincts.

Dr. Abrams left it up to me

to decide whether
to continue or not.

I'll carry on.

Will you?

Can you?

- I will.

There is one thing I
would like to do for Leon.

God Morphy heard me.

♪ Chock Full o'Nuts ♪

♪ Is that heavenly coffee ♪

♪ Heavenly coffee ♪

♪ Chock Full o'Nuts ♪

♪ Is that heavenly coffee ♪

♪ Better coffee a
millionaire's money can't buy ♪

♪ Chock Full o'Nuts
is a heavenly coffee ♪

♪ Heavenly coffee ♪

♪ Chock Full o'Nuts is
that heavenly coffee ♪

♪ Better coffee a
millionaire's money can't buy

♪ Chock Full o'Nuts is
that heavenly coffee ♪

♪ Heavenly coffee ♪

♪ Chock Full o'Nuts is
that heavenly coffee ♪

Carefully now.

My toenail, careful.

- Leon's mother passed away.

I never had a mother.

- Thank you,
gentlemen, very much.

Joseph.

Please, have a seat.

Sorry, should I address
you as Jesus Christ?

- If you must, but that's
just between us, please,

because I am the righteous one.

- Very good.

I've got great news.

Dr. Stone has encouraged
me to be more involved with you

because of the
progress you've made.

- You are going to tell me

that I am free to leave
the hospital today.

- Why don't we start
by you telling me

a little bit about yourself?

- Have I done what you've
requested in your letters?

- Well.

- Have I done what
you've requested?

- I suppose you have
done as we've requested.

- In your letters, you said
I'd be free to go to England.

Can I now?

- No, you can't, now.

- In your letters, you
said I would be free

to go if you would...

- Actually, I allowed
Dr. Stone to answer for me

in those letters because he
was working so closely with you.

- You asked Dr. Stone
to lie to me for you?

- Allow me to clarify.

When you've improved
much more than you have now,

much more, then we
can consider your release.

- Well, now,

how can I, anyone, know

when you are lying
and when you are not?

- I'm telling you the truth.

- So you won't unchain me.

- I can't now, but I could.

- Why do you twist the
truth with me, Dr. Orbus?

Did I lie to you?
- This is a very serious

decision you're asking...
- Do I lie to you?!

A serious man can only take
so much before he shatters!

- Okay, please.
- Please...

- If you'll just sit down.

- Let me go!
- I'm trying to explain...

- Let me go!
- I can't do anything

for you now.
- You must now

or everything will fall apart.

The center will not hold!

Orderlies.

- You do not know
what's happening

because you are
murdering my mind!

- Call Dr. Francisco.
- No!

Dr. Stone.

No.

No, I'm stopping this.

You don't know
what you're doing.

Hey, what are you, hey!

You are not authorized!

- Hey! Hey!
- You are not authorized

to do this!

Stop!

Clear!

- Hey.

How's Joseph?

- He's still heavily sedated.

- Are you making fun of me?

- No, I had a concussion.

- Dressing like
a mental patient.

- Yeah.

- Who are you?

You're not Dr. Stone,
you changed your name.

Why?

- To avoid being judged.

- Your fake name judges you.

You couldn't protect Joseph.

What makes you
think you'll protect me?

No one is going to shock you.

- A gowned patient
can't protect anyone.

Dr. Stone, how are you feeling?

Just peachy keen.

Perhaps you should
go back to your room

and convalesce in comfort.

- You're interested
in my well-being?

- Yes.
- Why?

- There's pressure on me to
remove you from the hospital.

- Me?

- You interfered with an
authorized medical procedure...

- I didn't authorize
anything, not by me, no.

Patient Cassel assaulted me.

He was out of control.
- He had no business

being there.

What were you
doing there, anyway?

- Assisting you.

- If I need your
help, I'll let you know.

- Dr. Stone, this afternoon
was an unfortunate incident.

I'm offering you
an olive branch.

- Oh.

- Oh, I'm fine.

- My music.

Could you play my music?

The devil tortured me,
and he said you were Judas.

You wrote the letters?

- Yes, I wrote the letters.

- I knew that.

Why, to save me, not to hurt me?

- To help you, always.

- Your heart is pure.

Ooh.

Listen to this aria.

There are two men
consumed with love

for the same woman,
Princess Leila.

They swear never
to see her again

and celebrate their friendship,

like you and Gabor
and Miss Anderson.

- Becky bought these.

She thought they'd
make you happy.

- Becky.

- Can you control
yourself with Dr. Orbus?

You must.

You cannot give him
a reason to be punitive.

- Three men saying
they are Christ.

Clyde said, "So comical."

But now, I have a new mission

to save you from
the devilish one.

Not a comedy.

I'm sorry.

Dr. Stone?

Please.

- What is it?

- I've been ordered to escort
you off hospital grounds.

- Orbus.

Yes.

- Now?

- Yes.

Immediately.

I know how unfair this
is, how wrong this is.

- Watch over them.

- Joseph.

I wanted to apologize
for the other day.

- I thought I met the devil.

He was an orderly in Kalamazoo.

I was wrong.

I was hoping we
could get a fresh start.

Would you allow me that?

- You want me to
reinstate your privileges,

against Dr. Orbus's will,

on your project
which, in my opinion,

employs questionable tactics?
- Yes!

I can't do that on
a permanent basis.

- What can you do?

- Let's sit and talk.

About what?

- Whatever comes to mind.

My mind or your mind?

- In deference to Dr. Abrams,

I can hold a hearing
to adjudicate the matter.

- Great, great, that is great.

Can you suspend
the dismissal order

against me until the hearing?

- Yes.

That would be the
proper course of action

prior to a judgment.

Great!

Who are you calling?

Dr. Orbus, so you can
reinstate my privileges.

Where is Dr. Stone?

- He'll no longer be with us.

- Is he alive?

- Yes, of course.
- Well, how do I know that?

May I see him?

- No, not now.

Why?

- I'm trying to explain.

He's being replaced.

- By whom?

- By me.

- May we go to the bell tower?

I want to show you God's view.

- Yeah, tell him to
call back right away.

Yeah, thanks so much.

Now, you stay out of
trouble till the hearing.

Can you do that for me?

- Why don't you
come with me down to,

we'll drive down
there right now.

You can talk to Orbus in person,

then there's no
miscommunication.

Bill, can you do
this for me, please?

- May I speak to you alone?

Are you afraid of me, Dr. Orbus?

You are the most powerful man

in this institution and you...

- I'm not afraid of you, no.

- Can we speak confidentially?

- Doctor, I...

- Benny, I won't hurt him.

- Can we have
some privacy, Benny?

- Dr. Orbus...
- I wasn't asking.

- Did you make
Dr. Stone disappear?

- No.

No, and I think, with my
supervising you directly,

you have a more experienced
doctor at your disposal.

- Can you make me disappear?

- I'm not sure I
know what you mean.

- Whenever you want,
you can run electricity

through my brain,
tie me in knots,

pour poison into my veins,
make me forget my name.

And now, there is
no one to protect me.

You have no arms, Dr. Orbus.

Do you know that?

- Benny.

Benny.
- How can you soar

when you have no arms?

And to think, I was
chosen to save you.

England.

- God, no.

No. No.

Get a doctor.

Dr. Abrams was prophetic.

"Let a splinter swerve."

Power of an original thought

and the debris that
it leaves in its wake.

When we first met,

you saved me from electrocution.

My gratitude was infinite.

It has grown with time.

My mission is to
repay your kindness,

your caring, your love.

- "♪.♪. My 'Pearl
Fishers' album is now yours.

"Don't scratch it and
you too will soar."

"England."

Ruth and the kids were
buffeted by everything that I did,

everything that happened.

My loss was theirs as well.

All this preparation...

I'm gonna just tell the truth.

Keep it simple, direct.

Following allegations
have been lodged...

A man has died, that's
a fact, not an allegation.

- Alan, did you
contravene a direct order

that Dr. Orbus gave?
- He's dead!

Why?

Was he terrified of
being shocked again?

- Dr. Francisco was
treating an agitated patient.

- According to your report,

it says that his
final words were,

"You have no arms."

"How can you soar with no arms?"

"And to think that I, Joseph,
was chosen to save you."

"England."

What do you think that means?

- Gibberish.

- Why?

Why are you making
this so difficult?

- He said something,
you didn't hear it.

Our job is to interpret
and understand them!

And because you
were so possessed

by the excitement
of having your name

in the headlines, you missed it!

You missed the cue to stop him

in the moment before he jumped!

What he was trying to say to you

is that your spirit cannot soar

and that he was
chosen to save you!

He died for your sins,
Dr. Orbus, like Jesus Christ.

- Neologisms.

Nonsense.

- Bill, he wanted to
take over this project.

He wanted to bask in
whatever glory came out of it,

and because of that, he
started making terrible decisions!

He told Benny that he
wanted to be alone with Joseph

up in the bell tower.

- I don't have to listen

to this jabberwocky!
- No, you do not.

- Bill, you got to stop this
tragically insecure doctor

from over-medicating any
more patients, shocking...

- Enough!

You want it polite or straight?

- Straight.

- You're fired, your
experiment is terminated,

Dr. Orbus will stay
in his current position.

That's what the
report will read.

- Alice has indeed fallen
down the rabbit hole.

- Alice is still in terra firma.

Dr. Orbus will retire
within six months.

- So he can
maintain his dignity?

- He has been stripped of all

decision-making
authority by Bill

who still believes in you.

I would like to arrange a
transfer to New York for you,

your family, and your patients.

- What?

- I would like you to continue
to explore identity issues.

I can think of nothing
more important.

I admire your empathic
approach to schizophrenics.

Although, any cure
seems very far away.

- Let me be frank with you.

I now have very serious
doubts about my approach.

Is manipulation in the
service of therapy proper?

Is lying in any form acceptable?

Is giving hope when
it's highly unlikely,

is that justifiable?

I...

- I, for one, won't
sit in judgment.

You think your patients
will continue in New York?

- I don't know.

Why don't you ask them?

I'm asking if you want
to continue our work

in New York City.

If you feel that our time
together has been of value...

Leon, you don't want to go back

to that crowded main ward.

Come with us, please.

- Follow.

The water lake is frozen.

- My feet are stuck
in wet cement.

Wet cement, I cannot move.

- It's all right, Benny.

Leon, I don't want to leave
you and Clyde here alone.

I won't do that.

I want to help you
and care for you.

I miss Joseph too.

My heart aches for him, okay?

Alan Stein.

My birth name.

Alan Stein.

My parents had a Jewish name.

They were murdered by the Nazis.

Before they were killed, they
changed my name to protect me,

had me smuggled
out of the country.

- Then you will be my friend?

- I am your friend.

- By the grace of Jesus
Christ, you are saved.

I, Rex,

son of God,

baptize you, Dr. Dung.

Now let's go, I'm freezing.

- Yeah, this way.

Come. Come on.

Come on, we'll go
back, we'll get warm.

- Mr. Benson, we are going
away with our new friends,

God Morphy and Dr. Alan Stein,

formerly known as Dr. Alan
Stone, currently Dr. Dung,

to New York.

- Is it closer to England?

- It is.