Scanners III: The Takeover Page #3

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You just f***ed with the wrong person.

See ya.

Dr. Baumann.

No one's allowed in here.

Oh, don't worry, Doctor, I'll just take

a moment of your precious time.

Who are you? What do you want?

I guess for you I'm just a distant memory.

But where are your awards?

All those experiments and no recognition

from the psychiatric community.

What a pity.

I thought that your work with that little girl

from Poland was Nobel prize material.

What was her name?

Helena Loey.

That's right.

Dear little Helena.

Dear little Helena, my ass!

You were always a brat. And I can see now

that things haven't changed.

You know it's not polite to point.

Where did you get the idea

- that you could waltz in here...

- I said...

it's not polite to point.

The subject demonstrated pain responses

which could not be verified

without further examination.

- Still a photographer, though, I see.

- I...

I was just trying to help you.

There was no other way.

I guess I should have felt honored

being your favorite lab rat, but I didn't.

I felt like sh*t!

Now what do you say?

I'm sorry!

No, that's not it.

Look at the camera, Doctor. Come on.

Darn, I hate the way the flash

makes their eyes go red.

Hey, lady. Looking for someone?

Work, work, work.

You're starting to piss me off.

Oh, sh*t.

That too can be arranged.

Gotta get out of here.

Oh, I hope you're not going to shoot me

with that.

That's better. Now come here.

Yeah, that's it.

Just a little closer so we can

get to know each other better.

Did you ever play doctor

when you were a kid?

Uh-huh.

It was fun, wasn't it?

Do you want to play it now?

OK.

Open your mouth.

And now say, "Aah."

Aaaah!

Next!

You could... You could be...

You could be in big trouble, lady.

It's OK, really.

I worked it all out ahead of time with...

... with Dr. Baumann.

Don't worry, I'm one of you.

An alumni of the hallowed halls

of Baumann Institute.

And guess what. It's graduation day.

You a scanner? Like us?

Not like you, not by a long shot.

You know those skull-crushing headaches

that make you feel like your brain's on fire

and that endless cacophony of voices

that runs on and on and on in your head

until you would gladly claw out

your own eyes with your bare hands

if it will only give you one single second

of blessed silence.

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