Lilith

Hi.

Oh, thank you.

Can I help you?

Can you tell me where

I can find a Miss Brice?

That's me.

Well, I'm Vincent Bruce.

Please come in.

Won't you sit down?

- Would you like some coffee?

- Yeah, thank you.

- How do you take it?

- Black.

Well, we can begin either with your

telling me all about yourself...

...or my telling you all about us.

Which would you rather do?

I'd better tell you about me. You may

not want to bother with the rest of it.

All right.

There's not really very much to tell.

I've been out of the Army for a while.

I guess I've never had a job

that I was really interested in.

You live here in Stonemont,

don't you?

I've lived here all my life...

...and I was always kind of curious

about this place.

Why?

I don't know. I guess I just was.

Are you interested in a permanent job

or just some sort of summer work?

No, I mean a permanent job.

I want to do some kind of work where

I can be of direct help to people.

And that's why I decided

to come here.

Get out of here.

Get out of here.

Vincent, I'd like you

to meet Mr. Polakis.

- Hello.

- This is Mr. Bruce.

It's not as disturbing

on this floor, is it?

Somehow insanity

seems a lot less sinister...

...to watch in a man than in a woman,

doesn't it?

I thought it best

to show you the worst first.

Young man.

- Are you a new patient?

- No, I'm just a visitor.

I may go to work here.

Tell me, have you read

Dostoyevsky?

I've read Crime and Punishment,

and Brothers Karamazov.

Oh, have you?

Tell me, do you believe it?

Do you believe that if there is no God,

there can be no such thing as virtue?

No.

- Do you?

- No.

I do hope you'll come and work here.

We shall be very great friends.

I hope so.

You handled that very well.

- Have you done a lot of reading?

- Some.

When you're in the Army,

you've got nothing but time.

It's a lot different

from a state institution, huh?

Most of these people come

from very wealthy families.

They pay several thousand dollars

a month to keep them here.

Hi, Miss Brice.

Are you going to have lunch now?

It's a nice day, isn't it, Miss Brice?

I hope you have a nice lunch,

Miss Brice.

You have a very nice-looking friend.

It certainly is a nice day,

isn't it, Miss Brice?

Yes, Miss Glassman. It's a lovely day.

Of course, at first you'll be nothing

but an orderly, more or less.

It's long hours, terrible pay.

It's dirty, often degrading,

sometimes dangerous.

Do you know why you work here?

- Maybe I shouldn't ask you that.

- No, no. That's all right.

It's something that all of us

who work here have to ask ourselves.

And we're better off

if we can answer it...

...as honestly and as thoroughly

as possible.

I hope you will too.

Miss Brice.

Think about it this evening.

If you don't change your mind,

I'll see you in the morning.

- Hi.

- How are you?

- I'm fine. How are you?

- Fine.

- I heard you were back.

- I've been back for a while.

I'm glad. They told me

you were wounded or something.

Yeah, or something.

- Gee, you look good.

- Thanks. So do you.

Did you get my letter?

- How is your husband?

- He's very well, thanks.

He's working with the electric

power company right now...

...hoping to be office manager

in the fall.

- Right here in town, huh?

- Yes.

All your letters never once mentioned

anything about us or our future.

- Didn't I?

- No.

Since we never really had any

understanding of a romantic nature...

There's my bus.

I hope you visit us sometime. I'd like

you to meet Norman, my husband.

- I will. I will.

- Bye.

I can have the job if I want it.

- Do you?

- Yeah.

- You've had no training.

- They'll train me.

I want the very best for you.

You know that, don't you, Vincent?

Nothing to be ashamed about

working in an insane asylum.

Nothing wrong

with curing sick people.

Or is there, Grandma?

I'm not hungry.

Vincent.

If your poor mother knew

about this job...

...I think she would be very happy.

This was their greatest moment...

... their moment of triumph...

... over the bodies

of wounded and dying men.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You'll die.

She dies.

Everybody dies.

Fourth floor.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

You take the third.

Polakis and Levitz.

And watch Dostoyevsky.

He's on his fresh-blood kick.

- Vincent Bruce, Bob Clayfield.

- We met earlier.

Accompany him for the week, observe

the way he deals with the patients...

...learn the Lodge rules

and procedures...

...and become generally oriented

to the hospital.

Come in.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

I thought you'd like to meet Mr. Bruce.

He's a new OT.

- Mr. Bruce, Mrs. Meaghan.

- Hello.

How do you do, Mr. Bruce?

- Please sit down.

- Thank you.

It's such a lovely day outside, we

thought you might like to take a walk.

Yes, it is a lovely day.

It's very kind of you,

but I cannot leave the building.

As you know, I have many enemies.

It'll be perfectly safe. Today,

there are two of us to protect you.

That's very kind of you.

Perhaps another day.

- Does Mr. Bruce play gin rummy?

- Sure, I play gin.

I should enjoy playing cards

for a while, if you have the time.

Good.

I'll be out in a little while.

- You wanna deal?

- Yes.

Cut, please.

She plays quite magically.

She made it herself.

Quite remarkable, isn't it?

Stop playing.

I said, stop playing!

I understand you've restricted

her playing to certain hours.

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