Unspeakable: Beyond The Wall of Sleep

- Open. - Opening.

Hey, fresh.

Welcome to Dixie.

Brown eyed blue.

Baby raper.

They let you go to the room this time, huh?

Fresh meat.

Bring that bitch over here.

- Stop! - Come on!

Open 685.

Opening.

What's your name?

Go on.

Close 685.

Hold it, hold it.

Sturgis, meet Fhelleps.

You two play nice now.

Hey, Max, give me some coffee.

Shut the fuck up!

Have a seat.

You like Shakespeare, fish?

I don't know.

Don't know?

Not real familiar, I guess.

Well.

I'll get you acquainted.

In for fucking your kid, right?

I didn't do it.

Could you move?

Hey.

Don't be unfriendly.

Gonna need all the friends you can get in here.

And it starts with me.

Friend.

Suck it slow. Suck it fish, or I'll bleed you dry.

A hell, an exposition of sleep.

Come upon me.

See? You do know Shakespeare.

I see you.

Stop! Stop!

Stop!

Shit!

Guards!

Yeah, him!

Stop!

Stop!

The greatest in the world.

Loud queer music.

Go away!

You see it!

The thing is yours! Yes yes!

- Yes. - They laugh.

- Laugh! - Come on!

Number 685.

Opening.

Step back hands over your head.

Step back.

Hands above your head.

Stop jumping.

Stand up.

- Relax! - You see it?

Stand back.

I jump high in the air.

- Stand back! - We're warning you!

Hey don't!

Are you nervous?

He deserves it!

- Get him! - We need a doctor in here.

Let's get a doctor in here.

Get a doctor in here.

Get someone to check out Sturgis.

I need a medical on block 19.

Fucking bit his dick off.

You got what you deserve.

Nazi German fuck.

Sturgis?

Sturgis!

Oh, sorry to have kept you waiting.

Doctor Bernard.

Hey, it's nice to finally meet you.

It's so nice to meet you, too.

Someone had misplaced this file.

This.

Was your drive here pleasant?

Oh, it was fine.

I lived pretty close, actually, so no problem.

Oh good coffee is not to be found in

this institute, I'm afraid.

Oh, yeah.

After years and years of, uh, deprivation, sleep studies,

coffee just doesn't do the trick for me anymore.

How do you get through without the elixir of the gods?

An energy drink.

I actually have my own, uh, concoction.

Tropane, alkaline, uh, taurine, paprika, mixed with

a little amphetamines.

Mhm.

Maybe this isn't so bad after all.

This is why I called you in.

Okay.

Why the two names?

Is this a split personality?

It's more than mere personality, doctor.

See, my my predecessor, Doctor Willett.

Mhm.

Yes, Janet.

The patient's awake, doctor.

- Color? - Blue.

Thank you.

We'll be right there.

Come on. We have, we have to hurry.

So, what's the rush, doctor?

So you can meet Mr. Slater.

I assume he's under restraint.

Where exactly would he be going?

Oh, that's one of the mysteries of this case.

And the reason for your consult, doctor.

Yeah.

- Ah, nurse. - Hello, doctor.

How's our Mr. Cheney this morning?

Good morning.

You look beautiful today.

Thank you, Cheney. Aren't you the perfect gentleman?

Do you like, like, like my doll.

That's a lovely doll.

You can, you can,

play, play with the doll.

Um.

That would be fine.

Thank you.

Yeah, one day. Only one day.

Okay. You gotta,

give it back.

All right. One day with a doll.

Thank you. Thank you, Cheney.

Okay.

You're too much. Stop.

Oh.

Just a wonderful human being.

Good day. Okay. Bye bye.

Removal of a cancerous brain

tumor equated with a prefrontal lobotomy.

Unfortunately, still a wonderful human being.

So if the split with Fhelleps goes.

Well, it's not a traditional split personality, doctor, and

try to use the term dissociative identity disorder.

Some take offense to the

antiquated terms of our profession.

Well, a rose by any other name is still just a rose, isn't it?

James Fhelleps came to this institute 25 years ago.

To the day.

25 years.

What would a man doing 2 to 5

for incest be doing here for 25 years?

Mr. Fhelleps is the man convicted for that crime, for

which he proclaims his

innocence and has served that sentence.

Mr. Slater is the reason that he is here.

So Joe Slater is the one

personality that committed the crime.

It's more than mere personality, doctor.

Here we are.

Oh. Hello, Barry.

Hello, Maud.

I'm taking her up to CBT right now.

A little late because we had an accident.

Wait a minute.

Keep him down here.

Doctor Willett kept him secluded as far from the other

patients as possible.

Being a mostly modern facility, I intend to bring treatment up

to those standards as well.

But for the moment, he is held down here.

What, do you keep him in the car or.

Well, not exactly, but yeah.

Doctor Willett had these sort of barbaric ideas about

isolation, so it's just what has happened.

How is he?

He's calm.

Morning, doc.

Good morning Joe.

Did you sleep well?

Like a baby.

Why the jacket?

Don't you trust me?

Remember I told you I was a special visitor would be coming

to see you.

Oh, yes.

Doctor London, I presume?

Yes. Hi, Joe.

You specialize in sleep analysis.

Huh? Polysomnography, to be more precise, but

yeah, pretty much.

Oh, I love sleep.

Why?

I'm able to,

search beyond these walls for it.

Beyond the wall of sleep.

In dreams.

Yes.