Session 9 Quotes
Tensions rise within an asbestos cleaning crew as they work in an abandoned mental hospital with a horrific past that seems to be coming back.
Bill Griggs: This is where they'd keep the extreme patients. The psychotics... You know what they called Ward A? "The snake pit."... Either of you guys scared of the dark? Come on, over here.
[Bill Griggs and Phil walk away together]
Mary Hobbes: [disembodied voice of Simon] Hello... Gordon.
Phil: [calling from a distance] Gordy?
[shining flashlight]
Phil: It's me, man! Come on!
[Bill Griggs and Phil walk away together]
Mary Hobbes: [disembodied voice of Simon] Hello... Gordon.
Phil: [calling from a distance] Gordy?
[shining flashlight]
Phil: It's me, man! Come on!
Phil: He was a liability. I mean, he brought it on himself... Didn't he? I mean, it's typical. Typical Henry: The wrong place, at the wrong time.
Gordon: You did this?
Phil: Gordon! I need you to wake up, and take a really, *really* good look at him... You know what I wouldn't do? I wouldn't tell anybody about this, because if they find out about Hank, they're going to find out about the others.
Gordon: You did this?
Phil: Gordon! I need you to wake up, and take a really, *really* good look at him... You know what I wouldn't do? I wouldn't tell anybody about this, because if they find out about Hank, they're going to find out about the others.
Doctor: Billy, where does the Princess live?
Mary Hobbes: [voice of Billy] In the tongue.
Doctor: Why the tongue?
Mary Hobbes: [voice of Billy] Because she's always talking, sir.
Doctor: And where do you live, Billy?
Mary Hobbes: [voice of Billy] I live in the eyes - you know that.
Doctor: Remind me, though. Why the eyes?
Mary Hobbes: [voice of Billy] Because... I see everything, sir.
Doctor: And where does Simon live, Billy? Where does Simon live?
Mary Hobbes: [Silence]
Mary Hobbes: [voice of Billy] In the tongue.
Doctor: Why the tongue?
Mary Hobbes: [voice of Billy] Because she's always talking, sir.
Doctor: And where do you live, Billy?
Mary Hobbes: [voice of Billy] I live in the eyes - you know that.
Doctor: Remind me, though. Why the eyes?
Mary Hobbes: [voice of Billy] Because... I see everything, sir.
Doctor: And where does Simon live, Billy? Where does Simon live?
Mary Hobbes: [Silence]
Gordon: I hit Wendy.
Phil: What?
Gordon: It was Friday night. I wanted to celebrate gettin' this job. I had the flowers, I had the champagne. I went into the kitchen. She was cookin' pasta. I wanted to kiss her. She turned around and before I knew it, there was a pot of boiling water all over my leg. And I don't know if it was the dog barkin', I don't know if it was Emma cryin', but I slapped her. I hit my wife. I love my wife. It was an accident. But I slapped her for it.
Phil: What?
Gordon: It was Friday night. I wanted to celebrate gettin' this job. I had the flowers, I had the champagne. I went into the kitchen. She was cookin' pasta. I wanted to kiss her. She turned around and before I knew it, there was a pot of boiling water all over my leg. And I don't know if it was the dog barkin', I don't know if it was Emma cryin', but I slapped her. I hit my wife. I love my wife. It was an accident. But I slapped her for it.
Phil: Look, you know what, can I ask you a quick question?
Security Guard: Yeah, sure.
Phil: Um, when was the hospital actually closed?
Security Guard: '85.
Phil: '85. Yeah, because, you know, I'm curious, because, you know, they got you, and you got the fire-arm on, and it's not like people are trying to get out, right?
Security Guard: No. No, not out - in.
Phil: In?
Security Guard: Yeah, sure.
Phil: Um, when was the hospital actually closed?
Security Guard: '85.
Phil: '85. Yeah, because, you know, I'm curious, because, you know, they got you, and you got the fire-arm on, and it's not like people are trying to get out, right?
Security Guard: No. No, not out - in.
Phil: In?
Mike: He came into her room at night wearing a black robe. He'd take her and drive her to a wooded area where her grandparents and her mother were, and they'd all have black robes on. They'd take them off and group orgies would ensue... and then they'd bring out the newborn. She was forced to watch as her mother would cut the baby's heart out with a stone dagger. She'd drink the blood; others would eat the flesh. The grandfather and father would fuck her repeatedly. She was forced to have abortions and cook the aborted fetuses.
Mike: [mock-lecturing his fellow crew members] The icepick method. Insert a thin metal pipette into the orbital frontal cortex. Enter the soft tissue of the frontal lobe. A few simple, smooth, up-and-down jerks sever the lateral hypothalamus... all resulting in a rapid reduction of stress for our little patient here. Total time elapsed? Two minutes. Only side-effect? Black eye. Recommended treatment? Sunglasses.
Henry: [motioning to Jeff's blaring stereo] Mikey didn't tell you about these?
Jeff: What?
Henry: Rule one: Music creates sonic vibrations. Vibrations jiggle spooj dust into the air. It gets into the air, it gets into your lungs. This music you plannin' on listening to?
Jeff: Yeah...
Henry: Yeah, you tryin' to kill us all? Either turn it off or put on something else. Like Yanni, or John Tesh or something.
[leaves]
Jeff: Who's Yanni?
Jeff: What?
Henry: Rule one: Music creates sonic vibrations. Vibrations jiggle spooj dust into the air. It gets into the air, it gets into your lungs. This music you plannin' on listening to?
Jeff: Yeah...
Henry: Yeah, you tryin' to kill us all? Either turn it off or put on something else. Like Yanni, or John Tesh or something.
[leaves]
Jeff: Who's Yanni?
Phil: You think I'm doing a bad job, Mike?
Mike: [indifferently, reading an old asylum journal] No, you're doing fine.
Phil: This used to be a great deal. Steady gigs, joking around, beers after work...
Mike: Hey, look, it says here that eight were committed for "uncontrolled passion."
Phil: [irritably] Then Emma came... Don't look at me like that, man. You know that's why we lost the last two gigs. He's tired, and he overbid.
Mike: [defensively] Gordon loves being a father.
Phil: [his voice rising] Yeah, *now* he does. *Now* he loves it. But it was *never* in his heart. This was all *Wendy's* idea.
Mike: Look, Phil. Just because you say you don't want something doesn't mean you don't want it. Six years ago, I didn't want to be a lawyer, but now I'm thinking...
Phil: Wait. Who the fuck are you kidding? You shuck fiber with us, in there, okay? But that's - that's not what I am talking about.
[With growing anger]
Phil: I am talking about fatherhood. It's screwing this guy's head up, and it's fucking his job up. At the very least, he should've canned Hank's ass six months ago, and you know it! What are *you* looking at? Where do you think you're going, Mike?
Mike: [indifferently, reading an old asylum journal] No, you're doing fine.
Phil: This used to be a great deal. Steady gigs, joking around, beers after work...
Mike: Hey, look, it says here that eight were committed for "uncontrolled passion."
Phil: [irritably] Then Emma came... Don't look at me like that, man. You know that's why we lost the last two gigs. He's tired, and he overbid.
Mike: [defensively] Gordon loves being a father.
Phil: [his voice rising] Yeah, *now* he does. *Now* he loves it. But it was *never* in his heart. This was all *Wendy's* idea.
Mike: Look, Phil. Just because you say you don't want something doesn't mean you don't want it. Six years ago, I didn't want to be a lawyer, but now I'm thinking...
Phil: Wait. Who the fuck are you kidding? You shuck fiber with us, in there, okay? But that's - that's not what I am talking about.
[With growing anger]
Phil: I am talking about fatherhood. It's screwing this guy's head up, and it's fucking his job up. At the very least, he should've canned Hank's ass six months ago, and you know it! What are *you* looking at? Where do you think you're going, Mike?
