The Three Faces of Eve Page #6

that irritates him so much, but I do.

Well, tell me something else.

Have you ever had the feeling that,

somewhere deep down inside you,

there might be somebody

you couldn't quite reach,

but that you nevertheless knew was there?

No, sir.

I don't know what you're talkin' about.

- Good night, Doctor.

- Good night.

Hey.

Come here a minute.

Come on. I ain't gonna bite ya.

- Got a cigarette?

- Oh, sure.

- Thank you.

- It's all right.

- Why don't you come in for a minute?

- Well, no. No, you know the rules.

Aw, come on.

I got a poem for you.

Come on. Hm?

I... I can't stay long, though.

It's a limerick.

Chicken!

- Dr Luther?

- Yes?

- About Mrs White...

- Yes?

That lady is a whole lot healthier

than you think she is, Doctor.

Can you control your emergence?

- Says which?

- I want you not to come out, even if you can.

l'm tired of this place.

- It's a nuthouse.

- It's a hospital.

You don't see any bars

or anything like that, do you?

Is she crazy?

No, but you can drive her crazy

if you don't behave yourself.

Why? I don't know what I have to do with it.

I haven't got anything to do with her.

You're wasting your time with that.

l'm a doctor.

- You're cute, you know that?

- Listen...

Hey, look, why don't you and I go out and

have some fun? I can slip on somethin'.

Do you wanna be shut up

in one of these places for life?

One with bars?

- What do you mean?

- I mean if you get into any trouble at all,

Mrs White will be adjudged crazy,

but it'll be both of you that'll be locked up.

But why, if l'm all right?

You're not gonna be subdivided

by any court or board l've heard of yet.

Where Mrs White goes, you go. And that

means into an asylum if she's committed.

An asylum with locked doors and bars

and straitjackets. Now, is that clear?

I guess so.

Well, it had better be.

Cos that'd be the end of it for you too.

No more dancing, no more... snorts,

no more anything.

Ever.

Even if I don't come out,

what do you figure to do about it?

I don't know. l'm not sure.

Nobody knows too much about this, because

there haven't been too many such cases.

But for a starter... I think

l'd like to tell Eve White about you.

What do you want to do that for?

- You object?

- Won't that worry her even more?

I thought you didn't care

what happened to her.

I don't really.

But I mean, you know, if she worries any

more, ain't she liable to go crazy anyway?

l'm afraid that is a possibility, but that's

a chance I think we're gonna have to take.

If we're ever gonna reunite these

two personalities, to put it simply,

l'd say the first logical step

to take in that direction

would be to introduce 'em to each other.

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