On The Inside

I think...

I think that's it, yeah.

That's the truck that was at your

apartment when he was doing the job.

Hey.

Hey.

Come here. Hey, come here.

What are you doing?

Okay, just take the car

and you go home.

No, I don't know

if I can drive.

Get in and you go, all right?

What are you gonna do?

Did he do the things

you said he did to you?

Huh?

Did he make you say

those things?

Yeah.

Go on. Drive.

Drive!

Hey.

The guy you killed...

It wasn't him.

It was the guy he worked with.

That's the one

your girlfriend says raped her.

He's got a record

for assault anyway.

Unlike the guy you killed,

who never did anything wrong

in his whole life.

Do you even get

what I'm trying to tell ya?

You killed the wrong guy.

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Your Honor, there's more

that needs to be considered here.

He put himself through school,

became a teacher.

Allen's lived a decent, honest life

despite his childhood.

You've seen the psychiatric reports.

Allen Meneric

is a very dangerous man.

Our examiner said the crime scene

was one of the worst she's even seen.

I don't care

about his childhood.

Mr. Meneric needs to be evaluated.

I'm sending him to Northwood.

You are now a resident

of Northwood State

Secure Treatment Facility...

A secure, multilevel

treatment facility since 1962.

You're here either because you have

been found incompetent to stand trial,

not guilty by reason of insanity,

or you're undergoing

a forensic evaluation,

as in the case

of some of our visitors

up from the state jails

and penitentiary.

Some of you are only with us

for the time being

because somebody here

wants to write a paper

on your particular psychological type.

It does not matter.

Whatever your reason for being here

or the length of your stay,

all residents of Northwood

will be treated equally

and are expected to strictly abide

by its rules.

I just wanted to do

whatever you...

Come on in, gentlemen.

All right, let's open

those mouths... wide.

Lift the tongues.

All right,

now lift the scrotums.

In an effort

to instill pro-social behaviors

that will result

in greater privileges.

- Now spin around...

- And possibly an earlier release,

all residents are responsible

for the clean, attractive,

and safe maintenance

of their clothing,

living quarters,

and personal hygiene.

Good morning.

All medications and counseling issues

will be addressed

at your regular psychiatric evaluations

and are not matters

applicable to the general staff.

We have nothing to do with you

getting more or less meds.

Let's work together

to make Northwood

a comfortable and healthy environment

for everyone.

- Nathan.

- Tom.

- You don't have your...

- You wanna see my I.D.?

- Well, I'm supposed to.

- It's okay.

This is max in here.

Can I help you?

Paris... a city of cultural diversity.

- Can I change the channel?

- From museums to nightlife,

Paris offers something

for everyone.

Yeah.

On a short train ride to the country...

Why should I watch people

take some fancy trip

to someplace I'll never go?

Got the tables back

in the courtyard.

Yeah.

Who's this guy?

Allen Meneric.

College art professor.

So he should be

right at home in arts and crafts.

Ben Marshall's

out of restraints.

Yeah, but the guy he got after

is still in the infirmary.

Anybody ever figure out

how the guy

- made it over there in the first place?

- No.

The blue group.

Yeah, you leave,

everything changes.

- Two weeks.

- 11 days.

I didn't even know

if you were coming back.

What kind of sandwich you got?

Tongue.

What did you say?

I asked you

what you were eating.

No, no. After that.

What did you say?

Tongue? Is that what you said?

Yeah.

No, that's good.

That's very funny.

You're, like, a joker?

I'm a lunatic just like you.

I'm not a lunatic.

Okay.

- I'm not.

- Yeah, I said okay.

Well, I know you said okay,

but I'm still not.

You're here under intense

protective custody

because of your passion

for chicken loaf, right?

Okay.

For one thing, that proves

you were lying to me

when you asked me

about what I was eating.

For another thing,

just because I am here

under intense

protective custody

all right... does not mean

necessarily

that I am a lunatic

like you are.

So, what are you?

Are you, um, schizoid?

Paranoid?

Well, if I wasn't, I will be.

Never mind, okay?

Nice talking to you.

It is nice talking to me.

I'll talk to you.

What the f***?

I'm not shy,

but you probably know that.

You got the paper on me.

But you're not

gonna understand me,

if that's what this is about.

No.

But I'll cooperate.

So what, hmm?

You want me to talk

about my little childhood?

I cracked my head open.

Yeah, they thought

I was gonna die when I was seven.

And I killed my dad

when I was 14.

You wanna hear about that?

Yeah.

He was on the sofa

and I went out back.

Got this nice metal pipe,

and then I smashed

his hand with it.

Then I smashed the other one.

He put those hands on me.

Well, not at this point.

I suppose, at this point,

I was no longer appealing.

But here I am.

I'm talking.

So you can call me

a psychopath or sociopath

or whatever kind of

"path" you want.

Unless you kill me,

I should get some privileges.

I'm cooperating.

I'm cooperating.

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to encourage pests is prohibited.

Rodents are carriers

of diseases.

They're not meant

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