Synopsis: Freya McAllister suddenly starts hearing voices in her head on the night of her High School Prom. From then on her future ends and she is diagnosed as a violent schizophrenic and committed to a mental hospital where she spends the next eight years of her life in mental madness. One night Dr Michael Welles arrives telling Freya that she isn't crazy but that her voices are the thoughts of everyone around her. He teaches her to turn her telepathic powers into a powerful gift. What he doesn't say is that he works for the National Security Agency...
Genre: Action, Crime, Drama
Director(s): Breck Eisner
Production: Blue Tulip Productions
89 min


Ryan... Ryan.

- How come I've never heard of him?

- Maybe because you've been at college.

- I mentioned him. We dated all semester.

- So what's he like?

What do you want me to say, June?

He's a boy, he's 18,

and, despite the raging hormones,

he actually manages to be quite sweet.

Just don't do anything you'll regret.

Too late. I already own

a pair of acid-wash jeans.

Jokes. I'm trying to protect you,

and you're making jokes.

You act like

I've never been on a date before.

This isn't a date. This is prom.

65% of prom dates end in sex.

- OK, you just made that up.

- OK. Maybe I did.

pop music)

Get on the dance floor!

Dance with me.

Get on the floor. Come on.


We're gonna slow it down a bit.

This is for the graduating seniors at

Chester Arthur High School, class of 1994.

- Dance with me, please.

- OK.

It's not a fast song any more.

You'll be OK. Please?

You see? It's not so bad.

Having fun, right?

I told you.

(boy) Eight bucks an hour, four-hour

minimum. Clock's ticking. Stupid limo!

(girl) What are you using for cologne?

Mustard gas?



- (boy) Staring.

- (girl) This is like the perfect night.

So glad he asked me.

(boy) I hate this place.

Worst night. It sucks.

Can't wait for this to be over.

I just wanna go home.

(boy) I love you so much.

- (girl) Maybe tonight's the night.

- (boy) If you step on my foot again...

(girl) We should've danced

to the other song.

(boy) Three more weeks.

Three more weeks and I'm outta here.

(garbled voices)

(man) Two weeks,

and still no diagnosis.

Without clear physiological signs

it's a little more difficult.

- We're working on her.

- I want her put on suicide watch.

- We don't think Freya's gonna kill herself.

- That's what they said about my wife.

They were working on her, too.

(garbled voices)

(man) McAllister, Freya E.

Committed July 6 1994.

One of our more interesting cases.

Initial diagnosis was

schizophrenic catalepsy,

though opinions were sharply divided

amongst the staff.

It's just that no one

had ever seen such extreme symptoms.

Most cases of schizophrenia

first manifest at puberty,

but rarely does it strike

with such intensity.

In the three years following her committal,

she showed no progress.

But then one day

Freya became a full-blown controversy.

(garbled voices)

"He looked up at me."

"'What did I look like when I was born?'

he asked for the twentieth time

this month,

for the hundredth time this year,

for the past few years."

(voices stop)

"And did Papa sing too?"

"Yes, Papa sang too."

The nurses began to bring in books.

She wasn't just turning pages, but beyond

that we didn't know what to make of it.

Post-pubescent expression of autism?

A new mental anomaly?

I mean, schizophrenic cataleptics

don't read Dickens.

Nor do they engage in strenuous exercise

on a regular basis.


Freya, it's June.

Look at me.

There's been an accident.

Freya, look at me.

Dad is dead, Freya.

Can you...?

Would you look at me?

(garbled voices)

(voices subside)

(June) What's going on?

Why is this happening?

Ms McAllister became a ward of the state,

October 2nd 2000.

We've flown in experts, done every test.

We're still at square one.

If you'd called,

I could have saved you the trip.

She's hopeless.


Look at her, Doctor. She's the most

important person you'll ever meet.

- Excuse me?

- You're excused. Get her tranked,

- and make sure her books are tagged.

- Dr Welles, is this some kind of joke?

Now works for me.


(garbled voices)

(faint voices)

Blocking... now.

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