Madhouse Page #3

Where are you going?

Where are you going?

You are not going to

leave me down here!

Get back here

and hook a sister up!

Severe obsessive-compulsive

disorder.

She has to do everything

in sets of nine.

Including the doses

of strychnine...

she gave

her preschool class.

- Paranoid?

- Homicidal.

Sara! Sara!

- Sara, help!

- No, it's okay. It's okay.

Drake!

Royce is at it again.

Can you bring

his meds down?

Royce, calm down! It will be fine.

Drake's on his way with your meds.

God! Sara!

Let go! Let go!

Drake!

It's all right.

He didn't hurt me!

Drake!

He didn't hurt us.

Let's hope he gets

it right next time.

Here, big guy.

Thanks, kid.

I owe you one.

Let's get out of here.

Betty, this is Wallace.

I'm heading home.

Drake is here.

Dottie's got a roast waiting

that has my name all over it.

That's a big 10-4, Wallace.

You have a nice evening. Over.

10-4, Betty. You, too.

Over and out.

Hello?

Hey, I saw you.

Why don't you come out

and introduce yourself?

Drake,

are you still here?

I could use help. I have

a situation in the rec room.

Once again, Alice...

are you going to do what your

caretaker is requesting of you?

You're hurting my arm!

I'm trying to make sure

you don't hurt yourself.

Take your pills

if you want to get better.

Doesn't that make sense,

sweetheart?

I'm going to ask that

you take your medication...

or I'm afraid I'll have to

resort to disciplinary measures.

He'll watch

when you are sleeping.

Do we have an understanding?

Do you think I enjoy

hurting you like this?

That medicine

don't work on me!

Alice!

- Stop!

- Bite your tongue, Carl!

You're hurting her!

Get away from me,

you f*ggot!

- It's okay.

- Drake!

You get back!

It's late for you,

isn't it?

It wants me

to go to sleep now.

Let's go.

Kid!

Unbelievable.

I saw you come down here.

Why don't you come out?

Hey, kid, come on.

This isn't a good place to be.

You could get...

hurt.

Safety alarm

at the end of the hall.

- Jesus!

- There's no one in there.

Dr. Morton, how long

have you worked here?

I've worked here

for 27 years.

- That's a long time.

- You have no idea.

That were you doing

down there after hours?

I followed the little boy.

That kid running around.

He broke into my room.

I chased him to see

who he was.

It's strange that he runs

around here at night.

I guess the whole place

is a little strange

- Occupational hazard.

- I guess so.

That noise I keep hearing,

what is that?

It sounds like it comes

from the basement.

I figured it was

the water pipes?

Maybe.

Well, what is it?

It's an old building.

It can be a variety of things.

- But...

- Buildings are like people.

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