Madhouse Page #4

They remember everything that

happened to them through time.

Sometimes...

they don't like

what they remember.

- What do you mean?

- A while back...

we had a patient

down in Cell 44.

He was the saddest sickest

subject I've ever come across.

One night he...

dug himself out...

but he got turned around

and couldn't find his way.

What happened?

He jumped out

a third-story window.

Did he die?

Some say he died when

he hit the ground.

Some say they caught him and

locked him back up. But I...

I believe

he's still here...

trying to dig his

way out and go home.

You believe that?

Either that or he came back

to run this place.

Mr. Stevens...

I have a wet cleanup in

the TV room.

If you're not too busy,

perhaps you could mop it up?

Sure.

Sneaking around...

leaving maximum

security open.

You've had quite

a first night, Mr. Stevens.

- I wasn't sneaking around.

- Speak to me.

Nurse Hendricks called for help

over the radio and I came.

And?

And I got to the rec room and

realized she didn't need help...

being that she was using

a taser on a patient.

Some patients have

to be constantly reminded...

who has the upper hand.

Refusing to take medication

doesn't warrant an electrical burn.

- Stevens...

- This place is a mess.

It's dirty, it's unsafe,

it's understaffed.

Are you aware there are children

running around here at night?

No one gets in or out

without my authorization.

What about the patient that

escaped from the basement?

Dr. Morton told me about...

a patient who escaped.

Dr. Morton doesn't know

what he's talking about.

Look, let's start over again,

all right?

While it's no secret this

place could use fixing up...

most of the patients

housed here are content.

You know why? They have

no place else to go.

I'll make you a deal.

Stick to the rules,

mind your own business.

I'll consider some of the

suggestions you put together.

Are we in agreement,

Mr. Stevens?

Fine.

Well, hello there, busy bee.

Good morning.

What are you trying

to pull here?

I have no idea what

you're talking about.

Albert, things

will change here...

or I'm placing

a call to the board.

I know what you are up to.

Hey, new guy!

Hey there.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I'm on my way back

to my room.

Do you want to sit in on an

obsessive-compulsive group...

at 3:
30?

It's my own little session.

It sounds great, really...

But, I don't want to get into

any more hot water.

- Why, what's wrong?

- Nothing.

I was in Frank's office

and I saw something weird.

He has a lot

of weird books.

One, in particular

on his desk...

he put it away

when he realized I saw it.

Are you sure you're not a private

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