Madhouse Page #6
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last night.
So we're taking time
with each resident...
asking them if they heard
or saw anything unusual.
Funny you'd ask a madman...
if he's seen
anything unusual.
All right, thank you.
Pretty strange place,
this Cunningham Hall.
- How so?
But you know that.
What kind of bad things?
Take that sick individual
lurking around, for instance.
Someone who's comforted
Who do you think it is?
You're a smart boy,
you'll figure it out.
Is it you?
The top of the food chain would be
a good place to start looking.
Are you speaking
of Dr. Franks?
They're cell numbers
on a prescription to me.
Go to Betty or Wallace to find
out who the hell they are.
They wouldn't know their
Can you tell me what the patient
in cell 44 was diagnosed with?
I just keep them doped up.
Do you know
what medication he's on?
You sure have
a lot of questions.
Risperdex. That's what
they're all on down there.
- An antidepressant.
- Have you seen the place?
Thank you, Grace.
You're breaking
rule number one...
about working
in a place like this.
What's that?
Taking what
the patients say seriously.
I'm not.
Believe me, I'm not.
I did hear Hendricks
and Franks arguing...
the night she got killed.
You have to understand these
patients are totally delusional.
They'll tell you things they
actually believe to be true.
But hardcore schizophrenics in
particular can't be trusted.
Take what they say
with a grain of salt.
I understand that.
It just seemed weird.
He was being cryptic.
They're paranoid.
They have it out for Franks because
he's keeping them locked in here.
You're reading too much
into this conversation.
You can never trust
a schizo.
Why are all the patients
in the basement...
on the same medication?
Because I'm sure they're keeping
them seriously tranquilized.
I used to love to play
outside this time of day.
Me and my friends.
We played kick-the-can...
sometimes dodge ball.
I was good at that.
by the ball, I guess.
Then one day
things started to go bad.
How so?
Stuff before it happened.
One day my parents dropped me off
here to have some tests run.
And they never came back.
That's a rough thing
to carry with you.
You can try to steer your life
in the direction you want, but...
everything happens
as it's meant to be.
Maybe so.
I think you're not meant
to be here anymore.
You're right.
But the day I leave here...
will be the day
that I'm dead.
That's one of the bad things about
knowing stuff before it happens.
My little problem...
stems from the fact...
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