Good morning, Doctor.
I'm not afraid anymore.
I'm good.
It worked.
I feel so much better than even yesterday.
Sleeping better and feeling a lot better.
It will be great to join up with my family again.
Next week's my daughter's birthday.
It would be quite a great homecoming.
I just want to say, Dr. Greiss, that I'm feeling a lot better
today than I was yesterday, and yesterday I was feeling
better than before that and tomorrow I'm gonna feel better.
Doctor, please! You already helped me, Dr. Greiss, I'm fine!
Multiple sources reporting
that a fire has broken out at Eloise causing significant...
Witnesses reported seeing
smoke and hearing screams a little after 10:00 o'clock
last night as firefighters rushed to the scene...
Reportedly broke out
just after 10:00 PM last night.
The cause of the fire is not yet known but investigators
believe it was intentional...
Multiple casualties, among them,
Dr. H. H. Greiss,
Chief physician at Eloise known for his controversial
and brutal therapies.
And vicious medical experiments.
It's also believed that many patients perished
in the fire as well...
Firefighters rushed
to the scene but were too late for many patients and staff
who were trapped on the upper floors of Eloise
and are believed to have died in the blaze.
In the years since its closing
in 1982 after the fire.
Countless locals have explored the vacant buildings
of Eloise and reported chilling tales of hearing voices
or screams and in some cases, seeing apparitions
or even ghosts of deceased patients and staff
roaming the asylum's empty, decrepit corridors,
prisoners still.
One former patient was reported
as saying, "People tried to escape all the time."
"But once you're committed into Eloise, you can't leave."
"You can never leave."
Hello, Pia.
My name is Detective Frazer.
I'd like to ask you a couple questions, if you don't mind.
Some kids found the body of this man at Eloise two days ago.
In your statement, you had mentioned a Dell Richards.
Is that him?
After we discovered the body, we decided to scour
the building and look for your brother, Scott.
And uh, Jacob Martin, prior statement.
We did find your brother's remains.
The gas explosion was so intense that only dental records
were able to make the positive ID.
But we can't find Jacob Martin.
During the course of my investigation,
I've come across some things that are very strange, and I'm hoping that
you can help me wrap my mind around them.
This is an old case file from a patient at Eloise.
In it is Jacob Martin's birth certificate and these.
Can you explain these, Pia?
Pia?
All right, try again now.
Yeah, that's the sound.
Should be good, buddy.
Jacob, you got a call inside.
Yeah, Jacob here.
Jacob, finally, I've been trying
to reach you for a week.
It's Arlen Davies, your father's lawyer.
Yeah, well, I haven't spoken to my father in years.
I see, well,
I hate to be the one to tell you
but your father has passed.
Wait, what?
I realize this must be a shock.
Since you are his only surviving heir,
there are important details that need to be discussed
concerning the estate.
The funeral's tomorrow at Elwood Cemetery, 2:00 PM.
Yeah.
Perhaps we can talk afterward.
- Yeah, okay. - I'm sorry for your loss.
I'll be there.
Who was that?
Oh, nobody.
You all right?
Yeah... I'm fine.
I just gotta go up to Detroit for a few days.
Why?
My dad died.
I was very sorry that you weren't able to make it
to the funeral.
It was a lovely service.
I realize this must be a very emotional time for you.
We haven't really spoken since he
sent me to Juvie when I was 16.
Well, it was the court that sent you to Juvie.
I don't need to be rude, Mr. Davies,
but if you please, just get down to bussiness here.
In the last two days,
I'm afraid a small complication has arisen.
There's no more money, is there?
No, there's money all right.
And with no siblings and no mother, it all falls to you.
And then there is an account in the amount of $1.2 million.
That's before taxes of course.
Turn of the last century your people were pretty big
into real estate.
What's the problem exactly?
His sister, your aunt. Genevieve Martin.
What aunt?
She was committed to Eloise Insane Asylum in the late 1960s.
A decade or so later it closed, but she was never released.
Most probable reason, of course, is that she died there.
So, you are still the sole inheritor
with proof of her death.
If we have to have her declared dead,
you won't see a dime for seven years.
So, where do I find proof?
Well, as a happened. Eloise still has a small administrative office.
I suggest that you stop by there tomorrow.
As a relative, you can request the records.
Thank you.
There's something you should know.
Your father had cancer the last three years.
But, it wasn't the cancer that killed him.
When things got really bad, he decided to take his own life.
With a straight razor.
I didn't know.
When things got really bad,
he decided to take his own life.
Holy shit!
What the fuck are you doing with that razor?
You scared the shit out of me.
What the fuck are you doing in a ski mask?
Look, I saw the lights on, took a chance.
Look, I was fucking with you, okay?
Did you hear about my old man?
Yeah, I'm sorry.
- Don't be. - Yo, man.
Oh, you scared of a little straight razor?
Come on!
What's up, man, how you doing?
I'm good, man.
(laughing) So, 16 and a half shots later, we were like the strippers gotta go.
So what, they fell off the wagon, who cares? - Oh, God, you fall off and you faceplanted on that fuckin' pavement. - Shots on the old man.
What can I get ya'?
I will have a Last Word.
Wait, if you don't know how to make it,
I mean, I can show you.
I'm a pretty good bartender myself.
Beer is good, too.
Uh... just two Atwaters, please.
I'm gonna need to see some ID.
Really? I'm like 30.
Awe, just a baby.
Sit anywhere, I'll find you.
It's a tradition around here.
The birthday boy buys everyone a round.
Oh shit.
Yeah!
Really? That's a great tradition.
Happy birthday. Man, I didn't know it was your birthday.
It's not, it's tomorrow.
Anyway, what's up with you, man? How's work?
I've been straight for like, what? Two years now.
You've been straight for two years? Running around with
a ski mask on, huh?
I got smarter, you know, I no longer wear them
in bars, you know?
You evolved, that's nice, man.
But you right, I'm still running it.
You know...
Got something hanging over my head right now.
Like what, some money shit?
Come on, man, it's always a money thing.
How much?
20 G's.
20 G's? Holy fuck, man, what were you doing?
Fuck, I'm in some deep shit, man.
Well, look, I might be coming into some money.
Might be able to help you out.
What, 20 G's worth?
Yeah... more like 1.2 mil.
- Bullshit. - No bullshit.
You just got 1.2 laying around the house?
Fucking love my white friends. Are you serious?
At least that's what I'm hearing from my father's lawyer anyway.
So, how do you get it?
I have to get this death certificate for some aunt...
I didn't know I had.
Her name's Genevieve. Here take a look.
She was locked away in that mental hospital, Eloise,
right outside Detroit, you know?
Yeah, yeah, that place closed down like, what, 30 years ago?
It burned down, right?
That's what I thought, man, but there's still a couple
old buildings there, just a bunch of files.
All I have do is swing by there tomorrow, pick it up,
piece of cake.
Yo, I'm happy you're home. Oh my God!
Yeah, I bet you are. Bet you are.
All right.
Here you go.
She's beautiful.
That's my aunt.
She looks familiar.
Pia, some shots!
Pia? That's a pretty name.
Hey, what time you got?
Awe, come on, man, you know I don't carry a watch.
Oh, you don't carry a watch on you like the one you just
pulled from my father's house?
You profiling motherfucker.
What, you want it back?
Nah... all good, man. That's you.
Thanks, Anton.
So, when do you get off?
Jacob... good luck finding that "Last Word" around here.
Happy birthday, Jacob.
Yo, it's good to see you're still a closer, man.
Fuck off!
Hi, I'm looking for administrator office.
Hi.... I'm the one who called about my aunt's records.
Of course, Martin. Come right in.
Thank you. Right here?
- Yes. - Okay.
Please have a seat, I'll go find them.
Thank you.
I noticed that painting outside. What's the deal with that?
Oh, that's actually young Eloise.
They nicknamed the asylum after her, when she was a child.
Lucky kid.
Mm... About 7,000 former residents were officially
buried in the cemetery but the real number is actually
ten times higher.
This was not very easy to find, believe me.
But, here you are.
I appreciate it, thank you so much.
You're welcome.
- Bye. - Bye, bye.
Uh, yeah, it just says here that it's been remitted
to the Annex, per Dr. H. H. Greiss.
Oh yes. The Annex is where we keep all our nonpublic records.
Sealed even to me. You'll need a court order.
Ah... and uh... How long will that take?
We could put in the request right now,
we'd hear back in six or seven months... Hopefully.
Um... yeah, is there any way we could maybe just, you know,
bend the rules a little bit on this just once?
Oh no. No, no, no.
But here's what I can do.
Fill this out for you.
J... A...
Oh, Jesus.
Oh...Shit.
Dammit.
What the fuck?
Oh, my God.
Oh, man... Jesus.
Holy shit!
Oh, you scared me, man! Are you okay?
I'm sorry I just, uh... hit your cart here.
Are you good?
It should be okay.
I didn't bend the wheels or anything.
So... it's all here.
Uh...
I'm gonna get going if you're good.
Um, you know... no harm, no foul.
Okay, I'm going. Just, uh, watch out. I'm gonna back up
Oh, fuck.
Big day, man. Big day.
Okay, I think we celebrate, which is good news.
Great fucking news.
Did you get the certificate?
God, I hate this place, man. So fucking depressing. - Come on man, eye on the prize, man
- Eye on the prize. Did you get the certificate? - No, I didn't get it.
Found out the file, has been moved to some other place
on property in Chita. Court order to get to.
Fucking Annex or something like that.
- How long this will take? - 6 to 8 months.
- Shit! - Yeah, so...
Just gotta get the court order and see what happens.
You know if we wait for the courts,
you'll never get a dime, right?
You want that?
Can you imagine what we can do with that money?
Yo, we could start our lives over.
Shit, we could start them.
We have been through some crazy shit, huh?
That's the Jacob I know. That's the Jacob I know.
Any security in there?
No, not really, to be honest.
So, what are we waiting on?
Look, people break in that place all the time just for fun.
Yeah but how are we gonna find the fucking Annex of all places?
Man, you call me crazy. I've been doing some research.
Check this out.
Wow.
Scott Carter... this guy's got blueprints and everything.
We get in, get the file and get the fuck out.
Yeah... let's do it.
Yo, he lives on Schaefer. That's right up the street.
Well, dude, let's get over there, come on.
What are you waiting for? Call him on the way.
Oh, so now I'm your secretary.
Yo, Scott!
Get the lights to on!
Yo, Scott!?
Scott?
What the fuck is all this weird shit?
Holy shit.
Scott!
This is ain't right here.
He was expecting us though, right?
Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.
You know, maybe this wasn't a good idea after all.
Yo... Jake?
Look at this.
- Whoa! - Shit!
Really?
Jesus.
What up, man?
So you ain't wearin' no pants.
Jeez. You steal all this stuff?
No... I collected it.
That's a good one, I should use that one, collected.
You can use anything you want as long as you return it.
This is Dr. Greiss, known for his famous
confrontational therapy.
Yes, yes! Oh, do you want to see my favorite thing?
Doctor, your critics have been extremely vocal
about this radical, what do you call it?
Confrontational Therapy. Some liken it to torture.
What do you say about that?
I've heard it all before.
What they fail to realize
is that we need to confront our fears.
Conquer them, not coddle them.
Our deepest fears, the ones that terrify us the most,
cannot be alleviated by locking people up and drugging them
into catatonia. It's our moral imperative
to get to the root of these fears and destroy them.
Confrontational therapy does this.
Yes, there are side effects, but there are side effects
with chemotherapy and surgery.
We submit our patients
to their phobic triggers in a safe environment.
Reprogramming them, so to speak. - Has anyone ever died during this theraphy, Doctor? - Well, you know that is true, Paul
Eloise was the biggest asylum in the world at one time.
It had its own zip code, farm, fire department, train station.
The first X-ray machine was developed here,
tested on patients.
Not you, Emma...
Oh, oh, oh, do you want to hear about the lobotomy craze?
Yo, man, he's touching me.Jacob , he's touchin' me, man
-that's cool. - Stop. - Maybe not.
Hey, man, come on, man, cut the camera off, dude. Cut the camera!
Look, I took out the IR filter, so it only shoots infrared.
I've been dying to try this out!
I'm hoping to capture some ghosts with it.
I just recorded three seconds, one for each of us.
Good. Three seconds. - He took the IR filter off.
Beautiful, buddy.
Hey, Scott. I have a proposition for you.
How would you like to use your camera here tonight?
Uh... listen, I need to collect some papers...
Documents.
Documents... on my aunt, and they're locked away
in a top secret location...
- Annex. - What?
- The Annex. - Yes.
The Annex, it's on the 5th floor of the Annex.
Yeah, let's go!
The Annex, the Annex, it's on the 5th floor,
I need to get permission first.
No! He's gotta get permission first. - But she's running away.
Ugh! Yes, you go in through here,
then down this corridor, up the back stairs.
The administration building is locked tight,
Come on, man, we don't have to worry about that. -No, you should worry about racial profiling.
but you can get in through the power station.
They never lock it.
Oh, oh, this will be great!
- This will be, an adventure! - And he's touching me.
Hey, Scotty, can you help me
with the groceries, please?
There's just a few more bags in the car!
- Who's that? - I don't know.
- Who's that? - I'll be back.
Keep walking back slow. Look at this.
No, no, no, hell no, man.
I know what you're thinking.
I am not going to Eloise,
with a crazy dude, jumping on the bed like he's Daffy Duck.
You know what, I'm done, dude.
Wow, wow, wow. The Annex right now? Just relax, dude -Oh, I'm the crazy one now
Look, he obviously knows all of this shit like the back of his hand, we're golden.
Rain Man's on me.
Yeah, you babysit him.
Okay.
This is them.
This is Dell. This is... I don't know his name.
What the hell are you doing here?
I was just gonna ask you the same question.
I live here, he's my bro and you've got 15 seconds
before I call 911.
- Whoa, whoa. - I have friends!
How did you meet them, sweetie?
No, no, we found him, we found him, all right?
We just want to take a tour of Eloise,
and Scott's the best person...
How did you meet?
- We met him on his site. - Yeah.
He's got a hot, little site @eloise.
We looked him up, right?
We found the site, his picture's on there, all the information.
It's great.
Okay, well then, tomorrow we can call the staff
and get back to you guys.
No, no, I was gonna use my new camera!
He wants to use his new camera.
I just said that.
I need to talk to you outside for a minute.
Okay.
Scotty, you stay with Dill.
Jacob, no. Don't leave me...
Before you say anything, I love what you done with the place.
That's funny, okay, you got two seconds now.
Okay, just let me start from the beginning.
Come on man, man, Jacob, man, come on, man, y'all playing games.
And I know it's asking a lot, but no one knows
that place better than your brother.
Put your pants on!
I know, and he's all I've got and I won't
have him taken advantage of.
He is obsessed with that place
and if he wanders off or something happens...
Quick in, quick out. I'll watch him, I promise.
You'll watch him?
- Yeah. - In Eloise?
I think you're gonna have your hands full keeping up with him.
- Put your head here. - Yo, man.
Put it there. Put it on!
Now that you got him all riled up,
it's impossible to say no to him.
Okay, quick in, quick out, and I'm coming.
Yes! Thank you.
Hey... Pia's in.
You guys wanna see something funny?
- Scott, don't! - No.
Don't!
No, this will be fun, this will be an adventure.
Yeah, yeah...
- It's all good. - ...it's gonna be something.
Don't look too happy about it.
It's gonna be a disaster, that's what it's gonna be.
This is ridiculous.
Pants!
Do you need like a bag or...
Bag!
Medicine is not an exact science.
Why is he so fascinated with this place?
Careful, careful, man, careful!
Our mom used to be a nurse here.
She left for work one day when I was about four,
so Scotty was six.
She just never came home.
Never heard from her again, either.
Sometimes I think Scott still thinks
she's in here for something.
- So, you know where we are? - Yes... I have a map.
You got a map. So, what used to be here, anyways?
It's always been this, it's a cemetery.
Potter's Field, it's where they buried the patients.
The patients? You mean all this time we walking
on crazy dead people?
Of course they're crazy, it's a mental institution.
Our dad went a little nuts with Scotty needing
special attention and all, so it was pretty much
up to me to look out for him once we realized
she was never coming back.
That's gotta be pretty tough for a four-year-old.
Yeah, but... that's life I guess.
So, what was it like living without a mom?
You have no idea.
Actually I do.
I barely even remember her.
When she left I was probably a little angry,
so I tried to just forget all about her.
What about you?
Never really met her, so I don't know what I missed.
My father, he would never even speak about her.
He didn't really get along too well.
Hey, y'all know we're walking on crazy dead people, right?
Oh, okay, okay, y'all in love, okay.
Okay, we're gonna go in through here and from here,
we're gonna go through the power station and from there
we're gonna go to the administration building.
Hey buddy, is there uh...
Is there any other way into this situation besides... this?
No.
Okay.
"Any other way into this situation?"
How you holding up, Jacob?
Okay.
Oh, God.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm just a little claustrophobic.
You know, no big deal.
Everybody's afraid of something. I don't do needles.
I wouldn't say afraid necessarily...
just, you know... a little uncomfortable.
- Okay. - That's bullshit. Bullshit.
I wasn't talking to you, dipshit... fuck.
- All right. - It's okay.
Here we go.
Oh shit.
Yo, what was that?
That's the building settling.
This area's famous for its sinkholes.
What, are you scared?
Man, hell no, I ain't scared.
Ah, bullshit.
Yeah, bullshit, don't tell me that didn't scare
the piss out of you just a little bit.
Look at that, what's that on your pants?
That's rain, dipshit.
That's some pissy-ass rain.
A minute ago, you was crying about being claustrophobic.
This place gives me the creeps.
Thank you. Finally somebody can admit that this place
gives them the creeps.
This is my favorite part. Down here are the catacombs.
This is where they used to store the dead bodies
when winter hit because it was too cold to bury them.
Enough with the dead bodies, man.
Come on.
Okay, these are stairs. We have to go up 43 more.
Scott, easy.
Yo, what's that?
The lights are on a motion sensor. Du'h, Dell, du'h!
That ain't funny.
Wait, wait, stop, stop!
That's her... that's Eloise.
So, where the hell are we?
Okay, we're here now...
Do you remember?
Mom... Mom used to take you to work sometimes,
do you remember?
Not really.
No, no, do you remember mom used to take you to work sometimes?
No.
Annex is on the 5th floor of the next building.
You go through these stairs.
It's not in this building?
No, that's why they call it the Annex!
It has very restricted access.
Flashlights! Flashlights!
Shh!
Hold on, I think I hear something.
All right, I'm pulling around.
We can check back after dinner, I'm starving.
Copy that.
Yo, man, what the fuck is wrong with you?
- Shh! - That was scary.
Okay, they're gone. Hey, let's go before they come back.
Come on, come on, come on! Let's go.
It has very restricted access.
Why is it restricted? What else is in the Annex?
The nursery, you asked what else was in the Annex, the nursery.
- Isn't this fun? - No.
This is the Annex.
I've never come this far.
Dr. Greiss.
Mom.
Maybe Mom's picture will be here.
Pia, maybe Mom's picture's here!
Where's mom's picture, Pia?
I don't know, bud.
Pia, where's mom?
Mom?
Mommy?
Mom?
Anybody know where we're going?
Where are we going?
There should be a hallway up here.
Yes, this way, this way!
These are people's ashes.
- Families just left them here? - Yeah.
- Scotty, don't touch! - Whoa, whoa!
- Unh-unh. - No, come on.
Nah, man.
Why?
- Come on. - Don't touch.
- Let's go. - Come one, let's go.
Vending machine.
It's okay.
- Scott! - Yes, Pia!
Now that's just gross.
- What's gross? - Look at that, you see that?
- Where we going, buddy? - Where we at?
Should be a little...
A little up here around the corner somewhere.
This is it, I knew it, this is the records room right up here!
All right, watch out, on our grand adventure.
What's up with these dead birds? Aw, shit.
Fuck that.
These are dead birds!
Hey, wait up!
Shit, how many rooms are there?
Yo, look at this.
Agh!
Scotty, it's okay. Come on.
- Aw, shit. - Come on.
Oh, my God.
So they just said, fuck cleaning up.
Holy shit.
Right?
Scotty, stay close.
Jimmy Hoffa.
Who shot Tupac.
My ex-girlfriend's phonebook, can't find that shit.
Come on, man, how the hell are we supposed to find
a certificate in a place like this, man?
Six to eight months, my ass.
Yo, I'm gonna go into another record room.
Hi, pigeon!
- Don't touch, buddy. - Okay.
What's your aunt's name again?
Genevieve... Genevieve Martin.
Buddy?
See what I meant?
See what I'm talking about, hands full? I'm gonna find him.
Scotty?
Scott, don't play right now.
Scotty, come on.
Scott? Scotty?
Scott, can you hear me? Please come in.
Supply closet.
Gotcha, bitch.
Yo, I found record room two.
Dr. White, telephone.
Get down!
Stop!
Whole lot of shit to go through.
Hey, Dell, you got the time?
Hey, yo, fuck you!
Scotty!
It's okay.
Pia, any luck with Scott?
No, I'm still looking.
Yeah, well, really could use some help up here.
Yeah, I'm... I'm coming now.
Agh!
It's okay... you're okay.
Scotty?
What they fail to realize is, is that we need
to confront our fears.
Conquer them, not coddle them.
- Go ahead. - No, no!
That's me.
Agh!
What the hell...
What's happening? Who are you? What's happening?
Hello?
Jesus, Greiss is one sadistic motherfucker.
Any luck?
Not really. Found the M's. Find Scott?
No, I can't find him. I'm starting to worry.
He's probably having a ball. Right?
Yeah.
Look, I just found the M's, so... I'm really close.
Shouldn't be too long.
I can help you.
Catherine...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, I got it, I got it! Yes!
What?
Genevieve Martin! Yes!
Dell, Scotty, we found it.
Fantastic!
Died here.
Hold on.
So she died May 5th.
Yeah, that was 30 years ago to the day.
Wow.
Doesn't say... doesn't say how she died?
Yeah, well...
Round up the troops and go celebrate, huh?
Hey... I couldn't have done this without you and Scott.
We'll find him.
My watch... what the hell?
What the fuck?
Agh!
Oh shit. What do we have here?
Gotta love Codeine.
Fuckin' shit, man.
Y'all must be stoked. Where's Scott?
We got it!
Is it hot in here?
Let's get the fuck out of here.
Scotty, we got what we need, please respond.
Will one of you guys try him because he's just
not listening to me.
Yeah, I got him.
Yo, Scott, get your crazy ass here, man, we found it.
Hey...
You okay?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm good, I'm good.
Are you sure? You look a little crazy.
Put that bag down.
You put the fucking bag down. Shut the fuck up.
Brother, hey, look at me. No one's there. No one's there.
You're telling me you don't see him?
He keeps telling me to put the bag down.
Hey, hey, brother, no one's there. Look at me, it's just us!
No, you see him, he's right behind you, keep looking at me.
Relax.
Dude, you keep looking at me like that, dude.
Dell, we've all been seeing crazy things, it's not real.
We got the certificate, we got the money.
Snap out of it, we got the certificate.
Stop fucking looking at me!
- Whoa, what the fuck, man! - Dell, stop it!
- Hey, put the gun down! - Jacob, do something!
Dell? Look at me, look at me. What happened to your hand, man?
What about it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, look at me, it's okay.
Yeah, yeah, it's Jacob, it's just me.
- Why's my hand bleeding. - Just relax, it's okay.
You did this?
I did not do anything. It's just us. Look at me, trust me.
It's just... look at me, it's just me, it's Jacob.
- Okay. - All right?
Jacob, watch out he's right...
Dell! Jacob, do something!
Dell! Dell!
- Dell! - Hey, Dell!
Wait, where are we?
Get away from me!
No, those are my glasses, I need those. No, not my cross!
Oh, no, my glasses!
Gentlemen, prepare for a transorbital.
No, I don't want a transorbital. Get off me! Get away from me!
Nurse, neutroplast.
Get away from me! No!
This is a mistake!
No mistake. Strap him down, please.
- Dell! - Scott?
Scott?
Anesthesia, Doctor?
Not necessary.
If you don't remember pain, then you never really felt it.
Just calm down. In a few minutes, you'll be a new man,
and you won't remember a thing.
Dr. Jones, hold that eyelid open.
Hammer.
Scotty!
Scott?
Shit.
No, no, no! Scotty!
- Go, go. - You lead the way out.
Agh! Agh!
Open the door!
Agh! Agh!
Agh! Open the door!
Go down.
Scotty!
Okay, he should be down here.
What did you say you were seeing?
A little girl. She was trying to show me a box or something.
Inside the nursery... Then she just vanished.
You think I'm nuts.
No... yeah... well, maybe.
The hole should be here.
I mean... it went down some floors, it was pretty deep.
Maybe I got turned around. Are you hearing music?
Yeah.
Scotty?
You're hearing that, right?
♪ Looks like it's all just falling on down ♪
♪ Oh but it's got soul ♪
♪ I'm in a hole ♪
♪ Maybe we're all just getting old ♪
♪ There's no place here that I belong ♪
♪ I thought I'd be lucky Man it's all wrong ♪
♪ So I motored back to Newtown ♪
♪ Well it feels right ♪
♪ I motored back to Newtown on a Saturday night ♪
♪ Oh I motor back to Motown back to where I belong ♪
Hey, what the hell are you think you doing?
Scott? Scotty, we've been looking for you, buddy.
Hey, Scott.
Hey, Scott, come back!
Hey!
Scott!
Scotty, hold up!
Hey!
Scotty, no! Scotty, no! Scotty, why!
Baby, no!
No, Scotty! Why? My God, no!
What'd you do?
What the fuck did you do?
Fucking answer me!
Get the fuck off me!
As you can see, medicine is not an exact science.
But now it's time for your treatment.
Come on, let's go!
- Go, go! - Let's go!
Hey!
Jacob!
Go!
Hey, hey, stop please!
Hey, hey!
We need help! Please, please!
Somebody just attack my friend inside. Please, we need help!
Hold on, hold on.
Please, we need help, somebody will get hurt, hurry.
Please stay here! I'll be right back, stay here.
Hey, thank God. Hey.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait. - No, this is some mistake.
Where are the other officer?
- No other officer. - No!
What are you talking about?
There's other officer, go through that door.
No! No, no, no. This is a mistake. Listen to me, please!
The rain just stop.
The building is a cloak. Everything's changed.
When were you came outside.
Wait, wait, wait, I get it now. Making it all change back to the past?
- Is that what you says? - Just sit there and shut up!
Quiet down please, take your seats.
Quiet down.
We have two interesting case studies today.
This patient suffers from an acute form of claustrophobia.
The most severe and frightening of which is specifically...
the fear of waking up and discovering...
that you're buried alive.
So, when his anesthesia wears off,
he'll find himself in a morgue drawer.
Forcing him to face his ultimate fear.
Perhaps you're wondering why he's gagged.
Well, when he comes to,
we wouldn't want him to wake the dead.
John, take him away, please.
Now, this is a most interesting case.
There are several names for it. Aichmophobia is one.
Anyone?
Tryp... Trypanophobia.
Excellent. A deathly fear of injections.
A fear so strong the patient would rather suffer...
the illness than to allow its cure.
This phobia has plagued us doctors for many years.
You'll notice that the patient is gagged.
What is most important to remember is,
is we must not lose our resolve.
No matter how we feel for the patient, we have to remember
that we're helping them, not hurting them.
Nurse Fletcher will take over?
As I have a very special birth to perform.
Help!
Help! Help!
Nurse!
I got her!
Stop her!
Jacob?
Help! Help!
Jacob!
- Jacob! - Help! Help! Help!
Jacob?
Help!
You're okay.
Come on.
Thank you, Officer.
Cover up and just try to blend in, Jacob.
East corridor...
Where would they take them? Look at the name.
Oh, my God. She was...
She was pregnant.
On your birthday.
No, no, it can't be. It can't be.
Oh, my God.
Whoa, whoa, Jacob, you can't. There's security everywhere.
It's a boy.
Congrats, Doc.
Oh shit.
Don't.
- I have to. - No, Jacob.
Hi.
It's Jacob.
It's me... it's Jacob.
Here, let's take this for the pain.
Here we go.
He's so beautiful.
Thought of a name?
Jacob.
Jacob?
That's a beautiful name.
Sorry, I can't hear you.
Don't worry, Gen, this is one child that won't grow up
in this God-forsaken place, I don't care who his father is.
I'll call your brother right now.
- Where'd they go? - There.
What... What the hell is she doing?
Pia, come here, sweetheart.
That was my doll.
Pia, Look... look at this baby.
I'm gonna cover him up a little bit, okay?
That's my mother.
Thank you, sweetheart.
This is gonna be yours now. You take good care of it.
There's a gentleman waiting outside by a car, okay.
And I want you to give this box to him.
He's gonna take really good care of him,
make sure he gets home safely, okay?
So, now go, Pia, and don't stop for anybody. Okay?
Pia?
Go on... go.
Where's my son?
Where's my son?!
Find that kid.
Immediate lockdown, seal all exits.
All right, let's go.
You wonder why I'm claustrophobic.
I spent my first full fucking day in that thing.
What are you gonna do?
There was a fire on this day in 1980.
Now... now there's gonna be a bigger one.
Unless I missed my guess, my uncle... no, my father
is going to be pulling up and you smuggle me
out in that box you've been carrying.
Okay.
Here, take this and stand back.
Go, go, go, stay back!
Here, go! Hit the fire alarm.
Come on!
Clear the hospital! Clear the hospital! This way!
Let's clear the floors now!
You need to exit, everybody exit the building.
Wait, Jacob, look.
No, no! Jacob! No, Jacob!
- No! No! You gotta go! - Jacob! No, let me go!
Somebody get him! Somebody has to help him, please!
Why won't you listen to me!
Will somebody listen to me please.
- He grabbed my friend. - Lady, listen, come with me!
This place has been closed down! Come on.
- There's a doctor in there! - Listen to me! No, no doctor!
Wait, no please, there's a doctor. No, listen!
He killed my brother and my mother. Please listen to me!
No doctors have been in there for 30 years.
Blanket.
They tried to kill him!
Pia?
Okay.
Well, I thought you might like to have these.
What really happened to Jacob Martin?
Get anywhere?
He is obsessed with that place
and if he wanders off or something happens...
Quick in, quick out. I'll watch him, I promise.
Yo, Scott,
get your crazy ass here, man, we found it.
Do you remember? Mom used to take you
to work sometimes. Do you remember? Do you remember?
Pia... that's a pretty name.
Pia, you take good care of it,
make sure it gets home safely, okay?
Oh, God... oh, God! Agh!
Oh, fuck!
Oh, fuck! Help!
Welcome home, son.
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