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I'm sure that every mad scientist has used the exact same rationalization in their work.
How sophomoric of you.
I'm sorry?
I can assure you that nothing that happens at Edgewater could be construed as mad.
Yeah, listen, I'd like to show you another part of the ward.
Basta.
Listen, your professor told me of a Captain Frank Sanders.
Who is Frank Sanders to you, Miss Fielding?
Are you feeling all right, Miss Fielding?
Fine.
Now about Edgewater.
When we're done with the tour you'll know everything.
So I'm not gonna be allowed to see your patients?
I wouldn't say that.
You were coming here expecting to find straitjackets and rubber rooms, weren't you?
But you know what?
I think it's something far more personal.
Wasn't it?
There's no place like home.
Dr. Fibrian!
Dr. Fibrian.
Why are you doing this to me?
Oh, God.
Hello.
Hi, this is Detective Russo with the Bishop County Police Department.
Do you have a student
- by the name of Deborah Fielding?
- Yes.
I'm just going over some names across my desk.
I was hoping we could meet.
Is there anything wrong?
It's in regards to Edgewater.
Yes yes, that would be fine.
Come on by.
- Hello?
- Hello?
- Hello?
- Hello?
Goodbye, Doctor.
I'm Detective Russo with the Bishop County Police Department.
Now why on earth would we need detectives here in Bishop?
You'd be surprised, Miss...
Oh, I'm Mrs. Gamble.
You know, as good as things are going here in Bishop, someday soon we won't need detectives here at all.
Is this Deborah Fielding's apartment?
OH, yes, this is her apartment.
Is she okay?
I just need to take a quick look around.
I get my ass kicked by Betsey Crocker.
Mrs. Gamble the watcher, you've outlived your usefulness.
Know your place.
A girl after my own heart.
When a child dissects a frog for his biology class, would any sane, rational person say that this exercise could be construed as evil?
Feeding time, eh, Doctor?
Yes yes yes yes.
It feels her, wants her.
Yeah, like a spider devouring its young.
It's not what it was when it came to earth.
Nor am I.
You're the ears.
You're the eyes.
You're the link... the link.
There it is.
What are you up to, Doctor?
Okay.
Thank you.
Oh, yes.
Ahh.
Feels like everything's unraveling, doesn't it?
Doesn't it?
Yeah yeah.
By the way, how does Deborah know your name?
You tell me.
Miss Fielding, are you with us?
Miss Fielding, Miss Fielding, are you with us?
Hello?
You don't mind if I tape our conversation?
I thought we might start with why are you here?
If I don't answer, are you gonna shock me again like you did Katherine Sanders?
Oh, God.
You don't mind if I call you Deborah, do you?
Sure.
Let's be friends.
I'll take a cup of drugged tea with two sugars.
Why are you here, Deborah?
Stick it up your...
Oh, God.
You're pregnant, young lady.
I suggest that you protect your fetus.
Tell me your business here.
Convince me you're not the F.D.A., so mired in their own bureaucracy, it takes them a year just to pass gas.
You're here why?
I'm here for the truth.
The truth?
Would you like to know the truth about your mother?
How about that?
She lives just outside of Bishop.
See, see, I don't have a mother.
And my father's not a...
what do you have in there?