寄宿學校
我靠
雅各，快點兒關燈！
馬上！
你聽見我說話了嗎！？
我馬上就關
晚安，母上大人。
把你的門也關上！
我靠
雅各！
雅各，住嘴！別叫了！ 停下來！我真是受夠了！
你要麼睡要麼死，聽見了沒？
- 再叫我就弄死你！ - 夠了！夠了！嘿！
他不睡覺
- 我受不了了，我真的受不了了，你聽見了嗎？ - 噓，夠了，夠了！
- 回你的臥室. - 不要再這樣了！
我會搞定的. 你回屋吧.
今晚別再搞事情了!
沒事了，雅各，沒事的.
不過是... 哦, 老天爺...
你媽媽是個很熱情的女人.
這也是我為什麼愛上她的原因
也因此我仍然愛著她
但是當你每天晚上大聲尖叫的時候...
這令她感到緊張
我知道我不是你的親生父親, 同時我也知道我永遠無法取代他...
但是我想成為你的朋友.
很抱歉，這也許還有很長的路要走
對不起
沒事,小可愛. 會好起來的.
你姥姥昨晚升天了.
世界會變得更美好.
- 噓，伊莎貝爾 - 實事求是.
她是一個可怕的老婆子.
你從未見過她, 所以你根本不明白.
這就是為什麼我從不讓她見你...
甚至在你出生的時候.
我們要埋了她.
- 姥姥長什麼樣子? - 噓.
- 阿門. - 阿門.
嘿!
你有她的眼睛，費加的眼睛
還有她的面容，她的下巴和臉蛋
- 你弄疼我的胳膊了. - 神馬？像我這樣一個小老太婆能弄疼你的胳膊？
你是個弱雞，不像費加 費加可不軟弱
要想活下去
就不能有一點軟弱
你認為那很糟嗎？ 你應該看看我們其他人
一個年輕的士兵
他發現了我們所有人的藏身之地。
他說我如果我不按照他說的去做，
他就會告訴他的小夥伴我的所在。
我妥協了做了他想做的事。
每次他做完，
就會用他的小刀在我身上做一個記號
我不知道為什麼我爸爸、我哥哥
明明知道發生了什麼，卻什麼也不做。
你祖母和我們躲在一起，但她是一個人。
她好像不喜歡我。 從未對我說過一句話。
我不怪她。 我那時也是個自負的小女孩。
我從家裡帶來了各種各樣的化妝品。
有一天，我發現我的指甲銼不見了。
直到某個晚上，我才對這件事上心，
當所有人都熟睡的時候，
我醒了，聽到了一陣聲音。
她坐在角落裡，雙手放在嘴邊。
她正在用指甲銼削牙齒，像這樣。
雅各!
你瘋了嗎? 你怎麼敢這樣嚇唬他？
你怎麼敢？
我們要怎麼處理這些遺物？
我們會賣掉裡面值錢的東西…
把剩下的送人。
為什麼我們沒有姥姥的照片？
為什麼那個老太太說我的眼睛像她？
Oh, 雅各...
她瘋了.就像我母親一樣.
- 伊莎貝爾?
- 甜心，馬上就要開始了。 - 哦.
- 我們要遲到了。 - 噢，等我們回來接你的時候。
希望你能把作業寫完。
我們要去大衛斯的合夥人那裡
參加一個重要的晚宴
還有…不能看電視。 曉得了吧？
不！不！
我知道。我都驚呆了。
擦！
真高興你們都過來了
- 非常感謝你的邀請。 - 伊莎貝爾，你比大衛斯描述的還要可愛
- Oh!
難怪你把她藏起來了。
- 見到你真是太高興了。 - 夫人，我可以幫你拿外套。
哦，我…事實上我…
我們結婚不到一年。大衛斯或許沒有提到…
- 不不，大衛斯告訴過我了，非常抱歉我... - 哎，沒事，不要在意這些細節。
看起來我們都是新來的。
啊！這一定是克裡斯汀了。真漂亮。
我們見面兩個禮拜後就私定終身了
比你和伊莎貝爾還要快
- 我們在巴黎度了蜜月。 - 哦
我有了一個新的妻子，孩子們也有了一個母親。
好吧，繼母。
就像童話故事一樣。
有時候生活就像童話故事。
在童話故事中，繼母是邪惡的。
當然，故事裡還有各種各樣的怪物，不是嗎？
我愛巴黎。你知道嗎我的父親是個法國人
你呢，小夥子？ 你會講法語嗎？
哦，真是太好了。
你怎麼學的，說的這麼好？
我是“tooTa”的。（啥玩意，字幕君搞不懂）
"tooTa"?
是啊。我有一個“tooTa”。
他在布魯克林長大.
你們為什麼不去玩耍
讓我們談談成年人之間那些無聊的事情。
我喜歡成熟的東西。
那好吧，魯伯特，歡迎你留下來。
閉嘴.
你在看什麼？
美國上尉。
你喜歡看麼?
這是一個悠久的故事.
那是我哥哥的書.
不是魯伯特。 我的另一個哥哥，蒂莫西。
他掛了.
悲哀.
我姥姥也剛去世.
那又如何?
生老病死命中註定.
蒂莫西死的時候才12歲.
我媽媽死的時候36歲.
你媽媽?
我親媽.
36還是12，都是據我爸說的
悲哀.
加上她是自殺，所以她不能上天堂。
- 我爸掛了. - 他多大?
搞不清楚.
- 你呢? - 13.
嗯，差不多13.
這叫12。
你多大?
差不多 13.
你真漂亮.
- 人家...人家是男孩子... - 男孩也可以漂亮啊.
男孩子叫帥好吧.
- 也許你不是男孩子. - 我是男的.
- 如果你這樣說 - 人家是男孩子!
證明一下。
雅各，親愛的，你準備好走了嗎？
- 哦! - 你會哭嗎，你這悶騷的小貓咪?
哦，這就是你想要的嗎？嘿，看看我在她的包裡找到了什麼。
拿來。
你怎麼了，雅各？ 為什麼把時間浪費在這些電視和閒書上？
這些東西看多了會給你帶來噩夢
- 漫畫不會給我帶來噩夢。 - 哦，電視總會吧。
然後你不好好睡覺了， 然後還在學校和人幹架。
- 我沒有打架。 - 不管你做了什麼，
反正是讓你停課了一個禮拜。
我上班以後
這整個星期每天你都得待在家裡
沒有漫畫
如果你在給我添亂子…
我不知道該怎麼辦了。
雅各.
關於那件事，我什麼也沒說
沒有告訴你媽媽
那是我們倆之間的事。
雅各，這位是舍曼醫生。
請坐，雅各步。
坐吧.
布魯克林男孩兒，是吧?
聽說你一直在搞事情
你會說話嗎?
當然會，他會說話。雅各...
現在聽著就行。
能傾聽的人比能說話的人少的多
你說呢，雅各
我想告訴你一些關於我們學校的事，雅各伯。
我以為…以為你是醫生。
我就是醫生.
同時我也是你即將就讀的寄宿學校的校長。
這學期放假後，
我知道這可能讓你難以接受
但是你爸媽和我必須確定
你是否適合來我們學校
當然我認為你很適合
我經營一所專門為青少年設計的專屬學校
就像你這樣的年輕人
我們只能容納幾個學生，
這和你如今在城市裡習慣的學習方式
和作息習慣有很大的不同。
起初，可能需要一些調整，
但你會發現平靜和安寧能讓人振作。
變得精神。
就像它在好書中所說的…
"只有身處荒野，才能重歸純潔。"
早上好，先生，能為您效勞嗎？
- 你好，嗯，我是大衛斯。 - 克勞德.
- 雅各? - 是的，雅各.
請往山上走，先生。
謝謝.
Hi.
- Hello. 舍曼太太. - 舍曼太太.
這是雅各.
大衛斯.
你會過的很好的，好嗎?
- 謝謝你舍曼太太. - 應該的
你餓嗎，雅各?
我們在酒店吃過了。
那好，天氣也不早了。
這裡有個壁櫥和一個書櫃。
把你的東西整理好 然後上床睡覺。
哪個？
你的意思是“哪個”床。
你喜歡哪個就哪個。
怎麼會有兩個？
你是說， 怎麼會有兩張床？
這個房間裡有兩個人。 你會有室友的。
他路上耽擱了
舍曼太太?
你是我們的老師嗎？
- 舍曼醫生是你們的老師 - 他不是校長嗎
是的，他也是你們的老師
這裡就一個老師嗎
這裡就是個小學校而已
這裡有幾個孩子？
明天早上你就會在餐桌上見到你的同學了。
還有問題嗎?
我能開著燈睡覺嗎?
哇，哇！
我想你應該見過我兒子了。
額，菲爾
你爸媽告訴我了，關於火災和所有的事情。
對不起，我發出尖叫聲了。
沒關係。我應該敲門的。
- 我不想吵醒你。 - 不，沒關係。
你想把你的東西拿走嗎？
不，我早上做。
好的.
早上好，雅各.
睡的好嗎?
還行.
橙汁和牛奶都在桌上
怎麼了?
能來點兒培根嗎?
我以為你們不吃培根。
我吃.
我的意思是，在家裡我媽吃的時候我也吃。
明天我會給你準備一些。
嘿，怎麼了？
操你媽的。食屎啦你。
如果我有打擾到你，我現在離開。
操你媽的。食屎啦你。 操你媽的。食屎啦你。
爛貨！
啊！操你媽的！ 操你媽的！
什麼…怎麼了？
什麼?
食屎啦你，狗籃子！
嘿.
大家安靜
安靜下來！
你聽見舍曼夫人的話了嗎？
安靜!
你們所有人
立刻！
這是菲爾...
你們的同學。
我可以上樓吃嗎？
就坐這兒，菲爾
過來吧。
你們坐在一起…
各吃各的誰也別打擾誰。
早餐吃什麼？
你遲到了，小姐。
我睡過頭了。
我爸媽呢？
這些怪胎是誰？
很高興看到你們不用我幫忙
就找到了自己的座位
往後你們每天早上都會見到我，
- 在早餐後十分鐘。 - 食屎啦你！
怎麼？
食屎啦你！食屎啦你！
Frederic，你說完了嗎？
你們能發現書桌上抽屜裡有三本書。
一本數學教科書，
一本語文書， 還有一本聖經。
當早上你們進來教室的時候…
你們會在黑板上看到某本書的名字
和當天早上我們要學習的章節。
你們要打開書本到那一章
然後默默地閱讀，直到我和你們討論閱讀情況，
或者是到佈置作業的時候。
之後我們就去吃午飯。
午飯後，你們就自由了
在我們監督下，你們可以在外面玩一個小時
無論是我還是舍曼太太。
不論在任何情況下，
你們都不能試圖以任何理由離開這兒。
最後洗漱完畢準備睡覺。
準時在7：30。
還有問題嗎?
我爸和我說只是在這兒住一晚和吃個早餐而已
聽起來像是一個聲明，
而不是一個問題，Holcomb小姐。
我要見我爸
聽起來像是一個
你無法做到的訴求
顯然你爸媽並不同意你的訴求
否則你現在就不會在這裡了。
為什麼我爸要對我撒謊？
不幸的是，這最後一個問題…
我們都知道答案，
所以在這裡討論是沒有意義的。
我並沒打算在這兒上學。
是的，Holcomb小姐，現在恐怕你做不了主。
Holcomb小姐，你的屁股直到現在還安然無恙沒有挨板子，
只是因為我想讓它舒服地坐在你的椅子上。
我說清楚了嗎？
明確這些規矩。。。是我要實現的目標，
在之後的兩個星期。 我們要共同實現這個目標。
Elwood... 過來, Elwood.
沒事了.
我說清楚了嗎？?
放屁！
放~屁！
很好.
打開聖經.
Hey, 放鬆點，夥計.
抓住它.
你怎麼在那裡？ 我甚至不想去嘗試。
Elwood, 你在幹啥?
他要把我們趕出去。
哇，你扔得很厲害。
我們來換下手套。
夥計，我的手快要斷了。
搞斷你的手。搞它！搞斷他！
哇，弗裡德里克，你為什麼要詛咒我？
我.…我沒有。。。
因為他是個怪胎， 這就是原因。
We're just playing catch.
I can see that.
Unlike the rest of you freaks, I'm neither a spaz or a retard.
- I'm not a retard or a spaz. - Then why are you here?
- Why are you here? - 'Cause my parents fuckin' lied to me, that's why.
Fuckin' lied! Fuckin' fucker! Mother...
Try not to curse around him so much.
Did your parents?
- Did my parents what? - Lie to you when they brought you here.
They told me I was coming here for the new semester.
What about you, spaz?
My mother said whatever's inside of me needs to be driven out...
so I can walk...
righteousness with Jesus Christ, our Lord and s...
savior.
Two weeks.
Dr. Sherman said he was going to strive for clarity
in the next two weeks.
So?
Two weeks is a lot shorter than a semester.
Isn't it?
All right, kids.
Playtime's over.
Come on.
Guess you are here 'cause you're a retard.
Frederic...
Jesus Christ.
Are those supposed to be stars?
Yeah, stars and planets.
They don't look like stars and planets.
Turn off the light.
I have them on my wall at home.
I look at them every night before I go to bed.
I pick a planet, and I picture what it's like.
What do you mean, what it's like?
Well, is it hot or cold, gaseous or solid?
Are there canyons or rock formations?
How many moons does it have?
What are the primary chemicals of its makeup?
You know, stuff like that.
What about aliens?
Uh, it's almost impossible to find a planet
that can support any kind of life.
The culmination of factors that need to exist simultaneously are astronomical.
Did you ever find any?
Yeah, once, but it was just rudimentary life...
you know, amoebas, some silicone life-forms.
Nothing you would recognize.
You know what's weird?
What?
My dad died in a fire.
He used to smoke.
And one time when he was alone in his office,
he took a nap with a cigarette in his hand,
and it fell, and the whole place burned up, and he died.
What's weird about that?
Just that...
you know, it's kind of like...
what happened, you know, to you.
Well, I mean,
there are finite ways for people to die or get hurt.
I mean, minus insignificant variations,
you can get shot, or burned, or...
get sick, or fall, or get hit by a car, whatever.
Let's say, give or take, it's a few dozen ways.
Or for argument's sake, let's say it's a hundred
or even a thousand, which it isn't.
How many people are there on the planet?
- I don't know. A billion? - Six billion.
You take six billion, and you divide it by a thousand.
If you went around, and you asked everyone
how they got hurt or how someone they knew died,
you'd find more commonality than you would variation.
So... I don't really see what's weird about that.
Phil?
My dad's dead, but...
he didn't burn up in a fire.
So... why did you say that he did?
Just thought it might make you feel better.
Now, that's weird.
Phil?
If you're the one imagining what your planets are like anyways...
why don't you just imagine life on them whenever you want to?
No, that would be cheating.
- Phil? - Yeah?
Good night.
Phil!
Jacob?
Jacob.
- It's just me. Don't be scared. - Phil, I swear to God.
Sorry, it's just... it's time for breakfast.
Sorry.
"Let no one despise your youth.
But be an example to believers
in word, in deed, in spirit, in faith,
in purity."
It was with these words,
that Paul instructed Timothy,
to strive for perfection in all areas of life.
I want you to copy those words into your notebooks.
Yes?
How come he doesn't have to do any work?
I would think, Miss Holcomb, being the bright young lady you are,
the answer to your question would be easily apparent.
Then what's he doing in the same class as me?
What was it that Paul instructed Timothy,
Miss Holcomb?
To be an example in word, deed, faith and purity.
And do you know...
how those words bind each one of you
sitting here together?
They are goals...
each one of you, in his own way...
has failed to achieve.
For is not,
in his own way, each one of you...
despised?
Despised by your peers,
despised by your parents,
despised by God?
Our parents love us.
Did you raise your hand, Lenny?
We are not concerned here with...
how you appear to your friends or even to your parents.
We are concerned here,
with becoming presentable to the only eyes that matter,
and the only way to do that is to be baptized anew.
There are many kinds of baptism:
baptism by water...
baptism by fire...
baptism by the Holy Spirit.
The ways are not important.
It's the final result that counts.
Any questions?
Yes, Miss Holcomb?
Can I go number one?
If you are not back in...
three and a half minutes, Miss Holcomb...
it will go ill for you.
It turned into a number two.
This school sucks.
You should really lock the door.
- What are you doing here? - Shh! I didn't go to the bathroom.
I went into Dr. Sherman's office instead.
I found Mrs. Sherman's pocketbook in there.
She had this.
And this.
I don't want them.
Look at the names, retard.
See?
So her name's not really Miss Sherman?
Apparently not.
So what does that mean?
It means she's lying about her name.
- And what about Dr. Sherman? Is he... - Sorry.
This is all I managed to get in three and a half minutes.
Well...
almost three and a half minutes.
Does it hurt?
Yeah.
But I kind of like the way it feels.
Look.
They match.
Cool, right?
Want to touch it?
That's okay.
You know, I guess you were right.
- About what? - That boys can't be pretty.
'Cause you're a girl.
- I'm not a girl. - You're pretty.
I'm not a fucking girl!
If you weren't, you wouldn't be too scared to touch my face.
I'm not scared. I just don't want to.
Because you're a girl, and you only like to touch boys.
- No, 'cause it'll hurt. - So?
- I don't want to hurt you. - Why not?
Because it's bad?
Yeah. I guess.
Even if I want you to...
touch it?
Here, take it.
Get rid of it! Get rid of it!
What are the two of you doing in here together?
The water spigots were stuck,
so I asked Jacob to help me turn them on.
They're working now.
Dr. Sherman taught you a lesson from Timothy today, did he not?
I hope you were listening.
My ball! Don't touch my ball!
My ball!
Fuck off! Fuck off!
He just wants to play ball with us, Frederic.
My ball! Get the fuck away!
My ball! Don't touch my ball!
Don't touch my fucking ball! Fuck you, fatty!
Shit. Easy, Elwood. Take it easy.
Guys. Guys!
Get off me! No! Get away!
Get away! Get...
That's enough!
Come on, Elwood.
- Let's go back inside. Come on. - Okay.
That was weird, in the yard today.
Elwood's a retard. That's just what they do.
I'd hardly call it weird.
No, not Elwood. You.
- What was weird about me? - The way you walked.
- The way I walked? - Yeah, when you were bringing Elwood inside.
What was weird about it?
You walked weird.
Weird like how?
Weird, like...
- like a girl. - I don't walk like a girl.
Why is everybody saying I'm a girl? I'm not a fucking girl!
Are you going to bed?
No, I'm going to fucking Pluto. Where do you think I'm going?
Well, you didn't shower.
What's it to you?
You kind of need one.
So I smell bad. You look bad, and I smell bad.
So that makes us even, right?
Wh... what do you think that was?
Should... should we get Mrs. Sherman?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Come on, let's look.
You coming?
- I'm scared. - Phil, take it from me.
Whatever it is, it can't be half as scary as you are.
Come on, Phil.
Hey! Do you guys hear that?
Yeah, we hear it. We're not here for our health.
- What's going on? - I don't know, Lenny.
I'm Calvin.
It's coming from Frederic and Elwood's room.
Frederic?
Maybe we should get Mrs. Sherman.
Elwood, what are you doing?
Elwood.
Jeez, it smells awful in here! Oh, man!
Elwood?
- I made. - Yeah, I can see that.
- Why didn't you use the bathroom, Elwood? - Oh, man, that's gross!
Where's Frederic?
He went away.
Yeah, I would too. Jeez.
Come on, Elwood. Let's go take a shower.
Guys, help me get him to the shower.
- Hell, no! - He's gross, man.
- No way. - No, my doctor said I can't afford to get an infection.
Whatever, man. Just get a breath of fresh air or something, okay?
Elwood, if you don't come with me,
then I'm gonna have to call Dr. Sherman, and he's gonna come up here with his rod.
- Do you want that? - Uh-uh.
Good.
Come on. Let's clean you up.
Oh, that's disgusting!
Stop.
Come on, man.
Let's go.
Frederic went away.
F... farty fuck-sicle!
Far away!
Thank you, Claude.
Here you go.
Claude and Mrs. Sherman are taking Frederic to the hospital in town,
where he will be picked up by his parents.
We'll discuss this further in class tomorrow.
But for now, I want you to go back to your rooms,
get ready for bed.
Can we call our parents?
Of course, Calvin. You can call your mom tomorrow,
during playtime, from my office.
You too, Jacob. You can all call your parents tomorrow.
- But for now... - It's not that, Dr. Sherman.
Just that Elwood, he's still... you know.
I'll take care of it.
You've done enough for one day.
Come along up to bed, children.
It'll be all right.
Everything's going to be all right.
Come on, Elwood. Let's go.
It's safe now. You'll be fine.
Christine, what are you doing in here?
Christine, if Dr. Sherman catches you in here,
we could get in serious trouble.
Then we'd better not stay here. This is our chance.
That guard guy and whatever-her-name-is are going to town.
Dr. Sherman is cleaning up Elwood in the bathroom.
We've got to get out of here. Now.
Seriously, Christine, where are we gonna go?
- We don't even know where this frickin' school is. - "School"?
Jacob, we have three textbooks in our desks,
and the only one Dr. Sherman has ever asked us to open is the Bible.
Have you ever heard of a school like that?
Or one that only has seven kids in it?
Six.
It... it was seven. Now it's six.
Two weeks.
Dr. Sherman said we were going to strive for clarity
in the next two weeks.
That's eight days from now.
What do you think's gonna happen then?
Don't look at me. I'm not getting in trouble.
- Seriously, guys, I'm not getting in trouble. - What are you doing?
We don't have time to pack. We've got to go now, retard.
Hold your horses.
Let's go.
We'll cut through here.
Then we'll get to the front entrance, same way we came in.
Maybe it might be better to climb over the fence.
I've been checking it whenever whatever-her-name-is isn't looking.
There's electric wire everywhere.
- Electric wire? - Yeah, like for cows.
- Cows? - Cows, city boy. You eat them.
Anyway, they're taking Frederic to town,
so we can walk right out of here.
That's the car they took him in.
But there's nobody in it.
- So what does that mean? - It means they never left.
Come on! Let's go, let's go!
We better go back to school.
I guess.
We're gonna get in so much trouble.
"We"?
I was wondering when you two were going to make your reappearance.
I don't want to stay here. Frederic died in here.
I... I just want to go home!
I'm sorry, Dr. Sherman.
She got really scared and tried to run away,
so I went to bring her back so she wouldn't get in more trouble.
Yes, Jacob. I believe you did.
Go back to your room.
Just you, Jacob.
- But, Dr. Sherman, she was just... - Jacob, go back to your room...
and do not come out again until morning.
Jacob...
come see me tomorrow in my office before class.
Have a seat.
You're a clever boy, Jacob.
But then, your people usually are.
My people?
You know... don't you?
Know what?
That Frederic didn't kill himself.
Didn't you break up a fight yesterday
between Frederic and Elwood during recess
and get a bloody nose for your trouble?
I didn't get a bloody nose.
Elwood is certainly strong enough to have done it.
Elwood couldn't kill anyone. Not like that.
Of course not.
Jacob...
do you know why Christine Holcomb is here?
She killed her older brother.
- How come? - Because, Jacob, she is evil.
She killed her own brother...
and her mother too.
- She said her mother killed herself. - Indeed.
In sorrow, over the death of her son.
I would imagine that in young Miss Holcomb's mind,
that would qualify as two birds with one stone.
How come she isn't in jail?
That would be rather embarrassing for Mr. Holcomb, don't you think?
I'm telling you this, Jacob...
because Mrs. Sherman and I are shorthanded here.
I need your help...
keeping an eye on the other kids...
making sure they stay out of trouble.
Can you do that for me?
Come on, Elwood.
We'll get done a lot faster if you just eat the regular way.
Bite down on it.
No, Elwood, Elwood. Back on the fork.
Almost. Almost. There you go.
See how much better that is?
Come on, Phil. It's a foot off the ground.
- I don't have all day. - Okay. Here.
Take this one...
and put it up to the left, right there.
See, that's... that's Andromeda. Put it to the left of Andromeda.
Jacob... Jacob, put it to the left.
The big clump of stars right there. No...
Not your left, my left.
I'll give you X week one for a Frank Miller cover.
Is there a variant?
It's a Frank Miller cover. Who cares what the variant is.
Plus I'll give you this Machine too.
I'll give you Jimmy Key and Wade Boggs.
Thanks. You guys are cool. How come you're here?
Our parents brought us.
But why?
Did you do something bad at like, school or at home?
We were always good.
Okay, but there has to be a reason.
Were you guys adopted?
No.
These are both your real parents?
Where do you want this one?
- Over here. - Right here?
- Mm-hmm. - Okay.
How about that? Are you sleeping with that?
Good night, Elwood.
If you have to go to the bathroom, just knock, okay?
- Jacob? - Yeah?
Thank you.
Sure thing.
Hey.
Can you come here a minute?
- I've got to get to bed. - I have something of yours.
Remember?
- Where's my knapsack? - Right over there.
I keep telling you you're a girl.
They're not mine, they're my grandmother's.
The one who died?
Why do you have her clothes?
Why won't you talk to me?
Did you kill Frederic?
Of course.
You don't believe me.
- How did you get him up there? - I didn't.
He got himself up there.
Have you ever made yourself feel good...
by touching yourself?
You know, down there?
I'll take that as a yes.
In any case, Frederic certainly did,
every chance he got, even in class.
But you, being a retard,
apparently failed to notice.
I, not being a retard, certainly did.
I told Frederic how much better it feels to do that when...
well, when you can't breathe while you're doing it.
How do you know that?
When Frederic was going to take a shower,
I showed him how to tie his belt around his neck
and to put his feet up on the sides of the tub.
Told him I would keep guard for him.
Then, when I heard him start to go at it,
I turned around, pushed his feet off the tub and... ta-da.
Well, you know the rest.
But why?
Because we needed a distraction to get out of this place.
It was worth a try.
Why did you kill your brother...
and your mom?
Put them on.
- What? - Your grandma's clothes. Put them on.
You've put them on before, right?
I'm going to my room now, Christine.
- If you don't put them on, I'll kill Elwood. - I'll stop you.
You can try, but you can't watch all the time.
Why do you want me to put them on?
If I put them on, you promise to leave Elwood alone?
- I promise. - You fucking swear?
I swear I won't harm Elwood.
Turn around.
Close your eyes.
Okay.
Wow.
Can I go now?
Have you ever put on makeup?
- Hell, no. - Come here.
- Hell, no! - Jacob...
You even walk like a girl... sometimes.
- I don't walk like a girl. - Keep still, retard.
You are, like, ten times prettier than I am.
Great. Thanks for the compliment.
Can I go now?
That's why they sent you here?
Somebody saw you wearing her clothes.
And dancing. What a retard, right?
You were dancing?
Dancing, like how?
- I don't know. - Show me.
- No way! - Show me, Jacob.
No fucking way, Christine.
You can kill everybody in this fucking place,
but I'm still not dancing for you.
- Hey, what are you doing? - Turn around.
Why?
Turn around.
Now, close your eyes.
Okay.
Dance with me.
I don't know how.
I do. It's called leading.
I'll lead and you follow.
- We don't have music. - What were you listening to...
when they caught you dancing?
I don't know.
Something old that my grandmother used to listen to.
How did it go?
- I don't remember. - Yes, you do.
That's tango music.
You know tango music.
Back, back,
back, side, side.
Back, back,
back, side, side.
Back, back.
Back, back, back,
back, side, step.
Go like this when I tell you to.
Now.
Don't go.
- What? - Stay with me.
So you can kill me like you killed Frederic?
I didn't kill him.
- You said you did. - I lied.
Right. And you didn't just try to stab me with the scissors either.
I just wanted you to beat me up.
Why?
Because I love you.
- You're crazy. - Look in the mirror.
You made me put this on.
Want to know a secret?
What?
I loved you the first time I saw you.
Why?
Because you're the first person I ever saw that I knew
no one could make do anything he didn't want to, ever.
You're crazy. All I ever do is stuff I don't want to do.
That's what you think.
Want to stay with me in my room tonight?
No.
But you can stay in mine.
That's Andromeda.
That's the Milky Way. That's where we live.
And that is Ursa Major.
Or at least it would be,
if Jacob had put the stars where I told him to.
I did put them there. If you don't like it,
next time don't be too chicken to sit on the dresser and do it yourself.
Come down here with us, Phil.
Why?
'Cause it's more fun, that's why.
I'm okay up here.
Don't make me ask again, Phil.
Bring your pillow.
It's beautiful.
Well, that's not the point.
The point is for our work to accurately represent
an existing celestial system. It's a...
Shut up, Phil.
I've never looked at the stars at night.
If you kind of unfocus your eyes,
it almost looks like the real thing.
Elwood. Shit.
Elwood?
Elwood!
- You did what? - I did what needed to be done.
All right, then. So, it ends tonight.
I won't be spoken to like a child.
There was no call for what you did, Miss Adams.
He said his mother was coming any minute.
She wanted to see him and take him home.
I told you I would handle her.
It's not her I'm worried about.
Then what?
It's clear to me you're sentimental.
Sentimental?
Because I'm concerned with their souls?
I have always been concerned with the soul, Miss Adams,
and I have always delivered on my contracts, always.
Get the boy stashed away, Miss Adams, immediately,
while I prepare for the arrival of his mother.
I don't want any of the other children to find him.
Dr. Sherman.
Mrs. Ramsay, nice to see you again.
Let's discuss this in my office. Right this way.
- Where's Elwood? - Please, have a seat, Mrs. Ramsay.
You told me I could see Elwood.
Please, may I offer you a drink, Mrs. Ramsay?
- I just want to see Elwood. - Mm. How quickly things change.
Not long ago, you sat in my office in Stamford
and expressed sentiments very much to the contrary
and in no uncertain terms.
In fact, you signed a contract, one which I co-signed,
and as you well know, Mrs. Ramsay,
I never back out on a contract.
You've been on the road for a long time, Mrs. Ramsay.
I was experiencing a moment of weakness.
It's been so difficult since Donald left.
Being alone with Elwood all the time...
You could have sent him to an institution...
a special school, as I suggested...
where he would be cared for with other children
like himself, but you chose otherwise.
- Please, Dr. Sherman... - It's too late, in any case.
I couldn't grant your wish if I wanted to.
But you said he was still...
- How? - Mrs. Ramsay, as you remember,
we agreed the less you know, the better.
Can I see his body one last...
I'm afraid not.
The other children, are they...
The less you know...
the better.
I... I imagine you made it appear like some sort of accident...
but somehow I thought you would...
take care of them all at once.
I'm not a stupid woman, Dr. Sherman.
No.
However poorly Elwood might reflect on me...
I understand how you can...
explain away one accident,
but... but how are you going to make believe seven...
That's enough, Mrs. Ramsay.
This is not my first contract. Far from it.
Nor will it be my last.
Allow me to worry about the details.
The others are still alive, aren't they?
It's getting late, Mrs. Ramsay, and...
you've a long drive back to the city.
I'm... I'm staying in a hotel in Waterbury.
By the river. It's a beautiful view.
It's just an hour's drive from here.
I confess I feel... suddenly light.
As if a great weight has been lifted from my heart.
Is that terrible?
It's not for me to judge these things.
I'm glad for you.
I'll see myself out.
Very well, Mrs. Ramsay.
Take care. Have a safe drive back.
That was uncalled for, Ms. Adams.
For the second time tonight.
- She was gonna tell someone. - Of course she was.
That's why I'd already killed her.
Three drops of tricyclic amitriptyline in her drink...
in a posthumous medical examination, completely indistinguishable
from the painkillers Mrs. Ramsay was addicted to.
She wouldn't have called anyone till tomorrow morning at the earliest,
and within four to six hours, she would've been dead.
Accidental overdose, apparent suicide...
not a missing person...
or a scarred-up corpse.
How do you know how long she would've waited to call?
Because, Ms. Adams, unlike yourself...
I'm a professional.
Claude, there's a situation developing.
Could you come up to the house immediately?
The problem with Ms. Adams is that she came to this work late in life.
Jacob?
You can come out of that closet now.
She was new to my employ, despite appearances to the contrary.
In this line of work, it's best to start young.
I was just a little older than you are now, when I...
took on my first job.
Are you gonna kill me?
Give me a hand.
Grab her feet, will you?
This basement's getting pretty crowded.
We're not going to the basement.
Your people are expert at employing levity under adverse circumstances.
Integral to your resilience, I'm sure.
Now...
how should we pose her?
On the stairs, trying to escape the smoke,
or fallen at the foot of the stairs,
bravely trying to rescue our young charges from the flames?
Flames?
The flames from the tragic fire
that burned down Sherman's Boarding School and everyone in it.
- Including Dr. and Mrs. Sherman. - That's right.
Who are you?
That would be Claude.
Let him in, would you, Jacob, and show him to Ms. Adams' body?
I'll be back in a moment.
Dr. Sherman said there was a...
a problem?
Yeah. This way.
Lynn?
What the hell...
Excuse me, Jacob.
He came as a package with Ms. Adams.
Grab his leg.
Here we go.
There we go.
Uh, a little further, Jacob, a little further.
Here we are. That's good.
What do you think? Panicked, running from the fire,
cabinet collapsed on top of him.
I guess.
I was hoping to arrive at this moment later in the week,
but schedules do tend to be theoretical.
Wondering why I waited this long?
Would've looked kind of suspicious if you got here,
and the place burned up the very next day.
Very good.
It would have indeed.
Do you... do you do this a lot?
Yes, Jacob.
It's my job.
Methods are always different, but...
the result, always the same.
Speaking of which...
what do we do with Ms. Adams?
- Why should I help you? - Excuse me?
Why should I help you if you're gonna kill me anyways?
My agreement with your stepfather stipulated
that you are never again to return home
to distress him or your mother.
Now, being a businessman,
I always allow myself plenty of latitude in the execution of my agreements.
Did... did my mom think this was a real boarding school?
My agreement was with your stepfather.
I can't speak as to what he might or...
might not...
have told your mother.
If I help you now,
will you let me help you again?
Facing the stairs.
Hello, Doctor.
Here we are, Jacob.
Yes.
Step aside, Jacob.
I will pose Mrs. Ramsay appropriately and, uh...
get things started.
You think you can handle Frederic by yourself?
What about Elwood?
Elwood?
Do you want to carry Elwood?
You know what this is?
- Alcohol? - Sodium acetate.
Once lit...
it's completely indistinguishable...
from the residue...
left by a normal fire.
Now, you know what this is?
A key?
For the rooms upstairs.
I want you to lock all the doors
before the others attempt an escape.
And then when you're done, you and me,
we'll leave this place together.
That's not what I would do if I was you.
No? What would you do?
I would give me the keys so I'd go upstairs,
set the stairs on fire...
walk out, lock the door, and watch us all burn up in here.
You're a very cunning people, Jacob,
as well as clever.
But honor is clearly not your strongest suit. I told you...
I intend you no harm.
Are you saying that you don't believe me?
I believe you.
There you go.
Jacob...
Jacob! Wait a minute, Jacob.
I can't see. I want to talk to you a second.
Jacob, what are you doing?
Jacob!
Don't you dare!
- Sorry, Dr. Sherman. - I'm not Dr. Sherman. I'm...
I don't care who you are!
You told me to look out for the others.
That's what I'm gonna do.
You're... dead.
Jacob?
He was gonna kill all of you.
No duh. We should get out of here.
I can't let Phil burn up for a second time, Christine.
Dr. Sherman's gonna get up again.
No, he won't. Go wake the others. I'll be there in a minute.
Go!
Phil, why are you standing there?
- I am not going down there. I'm not. - They won't go.
- There's a fire down there. - I know there's a fire.
- Why are you in a dress? - Come here.
Go downstairs and out through the front door.
I don't wanna go down there.
- Move it, morons! - Where are we going?
I need you to help me get one last thing.
Jacob, what are you doing?
Let me out! Let me out of here!
Let me out!
Jacob, why are you doing this to me?
'Cause you killed Frederic.
I told you I was lying to you.
No, you weren't.
I was trying to get out of here, Jacob.
I was trying to get you out too.
I know.
I love you, Jacob.
Yeah.
That's why I showed you Phil's galaxy.
Bye, Christine.
I'm Phil's friend now.
If anything happens to him...
you'll be sorry.
We spoke with your old school, and they said they'd be happy to take you back.
We were thinking you could use a break
before going back to school right away. Go on a vacation...
for a few months with us, just the three of us.
We were thinking we could go to Paris,
so you can speak French.
Cool.
Why don't you eat your mashies?
You helped me so nicely in the kitchen.
I'm not hungry.
Mom, I'm really tired.
Oh, of course.
Go to bed, sweetheart.
You can leave the light on if you like.
Mom, don't worry about it.
Feiga.
Move, honey! Why aren't you moving?
Davis! Davis, you have to move!
Please!
Please, honey, you have to move!
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