The Evil That Men Do

Gentlemen, torture as a political

instrument is no longer the crude...

...and brutal extraction of information

from one's enemies.

It has become a subtle

and sophisticated specialty...

...to be carried out

with medical and scientific precision.

Physical and psychological pain

is applied in unbearable...

...yet controlled doses,

to destroy the subject's will and spirit...

...as the body clings to life.

Now, the process can take weeks,

even months...

...during which the subject

is kept trapped...

...in a delicate, shall we say,

nightmare existence of terror.

Now, the hood, which serves

to separate the interrogator...

...and subject psychologically,

is not always necessary.

There are times when one does without it.

Hidalgo. George Hidalgo!

You've seen how a woman must be made

to remove her own clothing...

...depriving her of her dignity.

With a man, it is the opposite.

Strip him!

Sir.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Doctor, there's some kind of trouble

outside of the city.

I must get you to the hotel.

This won't take long.

Mr. Hidalgo, or I should say George,

since I feel we almost know each other...

...l've had an opportunity

to read some of your articles about me.

Astute for the most part,

though you do have certain facts wrong.

You credit me with instructing the leaders

of over 35 countries.

Flattering, I must say,

but the actual number is 20.

Notice, gentlemen, how the subject

clings to compensatory morale...

...and habitual defences.

Electrodes.

He was a nuisance and I'm glad he's dead.

I only wish he'd suffered a little longer.

Good morning, Quasimodo.

- You will wait here, please.

- Thank you.

- Good day to you, man.

- Good morning, Santiago.

I brings you a visitor.

Gentleman's coming from Mexico City

on the airplane.

I bring him up here?

I'll go down there.

- Holland?

- Yes.

The name's Hector Lomelin.

George Hidalgo may have mentioned me.

Yes. How are you? How's George?

He's dead.

- How are George's daughter and widow?

- You knew them?

No, but he talked

about them a lot.

They are doing as well

as can be expected.

I just don't understand.

George was a journalist.

He had no business getting mixed up

with someone like the Doctor.

He always counted on you

on getting the job done.

He felt he had no other choice.

Now I am here for myself and for others...

...hoping to convince you to do it.

Hector, you don't seem

like the kind of man...

...that would commission

somebody's death.

I'm not...

...but the Doctor stands outside

the moral laws of civilized people.

George died trying to stop that man.

How much would it cost?

Hector, like I told George,

I'm retired. Look.

You can't withdraw

from the world, Holland.

You know, in my clinic,

I have patients from all over the world.

They have recorded their experiences

with the Doctor on tapes.

I brought some with me.

Will you look at them at least?

Sure.

I was arrested with my sister

and her husband.

They said we had been giving guns

to the rebels, but it was a lie.

We had done nothing.

My sister was pregnant.

They beat her many times on the belly.

One day, they took her away.

I never saw her again. But I was told

her body was found in the street.

When she was cut open,

her husband's head was found inside her.

My wife and children were taken from me.

The Doctor forced my wife

to eat her own excrement.

My children's bones were broken.

They said it would continue until

I confessed crimes against the government.

But I invented things to save my family,

and they said I was lying.

They made me watch

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