Invasion of the Body Snatchers Page #4

You did us all a favor.

This saves me a phone call.

I've got a kid and a woman

who need a witch doctor.

Boy says his father

isn't his father...

and the woman says her sister

isn't her sister?

That's pretty close.

I knew you'd been

studying hypnosis...

but when did you start

reading minds?

He doesn't have to read them.

I've sent him a dozen patients

since it started.

What is it?

What's going on?

I don't know.

A strange neurosis...

evidently contagious--

an epidemic of mass hysteria.

In two weeks,

it's spread all over town.

What causes it?

Worry about

what's going on in the world.

Make room

for Wilma Lentz tomorrow.

Send her in around 2:00.

Good night.

So long, Danny.

This is the oddest thing

I ever heard of.

Let's hope we don't catch it.

I'd hate to wake up

some morning...

and find out you weren't you.

I'm not the high-school

kid you used to romance.

How could you tell?

You really want to know?

Mm-hmm.

Mmm.

You're Becky Driscoll.

Hey, Santa Mira's looking up.

Has ever since you got back.

Is this an example

of your bedside manner, Doctor?

No, ma'am.

That comes later.

Good evening, Doctor.

What happened

to the crowd tonight?

I don't know.

It's been this way for weeks.

At least we don't

have to wait for a table.

Take your pick.

Here or here.

Here, I think.

Shall we?

Mm-hmm.

Where's the band?

Business slumped,

so I had to let them go.

There's the jukebox, though.

Shall we dance?

I hope you didn't

let the bartender go.

I'm the bartender.

Martinis?

Two. Dry.

Very dry.

Miles, I don't care

what Dr. Kauffman says.

I'm worried.

You are in the capable hands...

of your personal physician.

Oh, Doctor.

Ah, there's our evening.

Sorry.

Thanks.

Dr. Bennell.

Jack Belicec wants you

to come to his house right away.

He says it's urgent.

Thank you.

Better hold those drinks.

Emergency.

At least they called

before we ordered dinner.

How hungry are you?

I can wait.

It may be a while.

I'll go with you.

Sorry.

We'll be back later.

There's Jack.

What's the matter?

Teddy sick?

No.

Thank heaven.

I thought you'd never arrive.

Then who is sick?

Nobody.

Then why'd you

drag me away from my dinner?

You won't believe it

until you see it.

Hello, Becky.

-Hello, Becky.

-Hi, Teddy.

Could you forget

you're a doctor a while?

Why?

I don't want you

calling the police.

Quit acting like a writer.

Maybe you can tell me.

You're the doctor.

Miles, put the light on

over the pool table.

Go on. Pull it down.

What do you make of it?

Who is he?

I have no idea.

Its face, Miles.

It's vague.

Like the first impression

that's stamped on a coin.

It isn't finished.

You're right.

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