Ænigma

Why have you stopped the car?

I thought we might talk for a while.

Don't you feel like it?

I thought we were going dancing.

You really want to go dancing, Kathy?

- I don't know, sir. - I'm not sir, just Fred.

Oh yes, Fred, sure!

I'm so happy!

This is so wonderful!

Fred, you won't hurt me, will you?

I've never felt this way before.

It's party time!

Oh, yes...

I love you. I didn't think you even knew I existed!

It's wonderful!

- "It's wonderful!" - I love you...

Oh, yes...

You're so handsome, so strong!

I've never felt like this before! Go on, Fred...

Yes, darling. Like that.

Oh, yes...

No!

No!

Go away!

"It's so wonderful, Fred!"

Go away!

- Just go away! - "I've never felt like this before!"

Leave me alone!

Look at her go!

Doctor Anderson!

Doctor Anderson, hurry!

She's not responding.

She's dead!

No!

No!

I don't want to die!

No!

I must not die!

No!

No, I don't want to die...

No... no...

I don't want to die...

Welcome, miss Gordon.

You can go, I'll take her. This way.

Back to your rooms, girls. This isn't a circus.

It's not our standard at St. Mary's...

To accept new students halfway through the school year.

In your case we've made an exception,

out of respect for your father's position...

And because of your recent illness.

- I hope... - A mild nervous breakdown, miss Jones.

A mild breakdown. And I'm completely over it now.

Who is smoking?

You know smoking is not allowed.

Throw that out! Out!

- You go back inside. - I didn't do anything!

- This cell's taken, sister. - That's great, cousin.

That is not your room, miss Gordon!

Let me see.

Even if Kathy isn't sharing your room anymore, you're not the mistress.

Your room is down there.

Miss Gordon, this is miss Clark. She's your roommate.

- Miss Clark, Eva Gordon... - Thanks. - I hope you become good friends.

- Hi. - You can count on it.

Miss Gordon, I wish you a very successful year.

Thank god she's gone.

- Hi. I'm Eva, what's your name? - Jennifer.

Jennifer, let's get one thing straight.

A successful year is making out with lots of gorgeous boys.

One, two, three, four.

Come on, girls. Lots of energy.

It'll get that flab off.

Come on! One... two...

Come on! Fat can get in the way in certain situations, can't it?

Torn would be an idiot to let fat bother him at a time like that!

Stop. That's all.

I couldn't take it anymore!

Very funny, miss Wilkins.

Such a funny girl shouldn't have...

Such a fat butt.

If you touch my fat butt again...

I'll kick you right where you don't have anything.

How scary!

- She's always so polite to Fred! - It's called "being polite" now?

Maybe because he did it in front of everybody.

You're new. Welcome...

My name's Eva, sir.

Let's go.

I'm hitting the showers.

You said you liked boys, not teachers.

Let's put it this way: Anything in pants.

- Are you okay? - Beat it, he's coming over!

What happened, miss Gordon?

I think I pulled a hamstring. It hurts when I bend my leg.

Let me take a look.

Eva, do you really want to go?

I'm not passing on a hunk like that. What's the address?

It's on the street in front of the college, number two.

It's a gym and over the door it says: "My hands will reshape you".

- That's a good start. - I think you're crazy.

I like being crazy.

Eva, just stop and think it over. You don't know Fred like we do...

Don't worry.

I'll know him very well after tonight.

Yes, but he can be a bit... Weird.

Cover for me, I'll be back before dinner.

Wait... - What?

- Fred has a bad reputation. - Good, that's what I'm after.

Mary... maw...

It's late. That's enough.

You can finish this tomorrow.

I'm not expecting anyone, I'm going to lock up.

Mary...

Come on, get up.

That's enough.

Finish it tomorrow. Tomorrow!

Go home now!

Mary, the bucket!

The bucket!?

What the hell?

Help!

What's happening, doctor? I don't understand.

The readings are crazy.

It's registering brain activity.

Look at the reading on the eeg.

Her heartbeat increased and the eeg is peaking.

Incredible, it's like she was experiencing a violent emotion.

- It's absurd. - She's still in a deep coma.

Exactly.

The question is, how does a girl...

In an irreversible coma experience a violent emotion?

Let me know if anything changes.

Of course, doctor.

- I'm not hungry tonight. - If you say so! - You ate everything!

- How did it go? - He wouldn't open the door.

- Wasn't he expecting you? - He stood me up, the bastard.

Did you say bastard?

You must be talking about Fred.

Yeah.

I can't explain it.

I could hear noises inside, but he wouldn't answer me.

He didn't want to see you.

Did you expect the handsomest hunk to fall at your feet?

- He's the only hunk. - Listen to the expert.

- Anyone got a light? - Not me.

- Me neither. - We know, you pure thing.

- Here. - Thanks.

How did you know there was a lighter in that drawer?

Everyone keeps one there.

- I don't. - Me neither.

Well, I do.

- Whose bed is it? - Whose bed was it.

Kathy, the maid's daughter.

- Where is she? I haven't met her. - Poor thing, she had an accident.

- We got sick of her, so we had a little fun. - A little fun!

It was a stupid thing to do.

- She was the maid's daughter? - Yeah, her mother's Mary.

She's retarded.

Don't laugh, you didn't share a room with her.

Aren't you grateful that miss Jones gave you the honour?

At least your room was always clean!

Remember what a pain Kathy was?

That bitch Jones shouldn't have admitted her to the college.

- She gave her to me as a roommate! - Gee, what an insult!

"Thanks". Why didn't you share your room with her?

Can't you see Kathy and Jenny sharing a room? What a pair!

You had a spare bed.

Jenny was waiting for me to share her room.

So I got the maid's daughter with her dirty hair and her garlic breath.

Garlic? Maybe she's a vampire!

- No, she's not a vampire. - No?

But she could be another kind of monster. What about her father?

What guy would make love with a retard like Mary?

Obviously another retard! Or worse!

- I don't get it! - Why?

What do you mean by worse?

It's tom. Beat it girls, I've got better things to do.

Go, go!

She's lucky.

The coast is clear.

Virginia, what did you mean by "worse"?

On Friday nights miss Jones locks herself in with miss Fitzpatrick...

The maths teacher. And Mary.

I've heard some weird noises in there, voices...

- What do they do'? - I don't know.

Take a picture from every angle.

Well, doctor?

Nothing unusual. These macho types never know when to stop.

They think they can do anything, but their hearts give out.

It's a shame, he was so young!

And the cause of death?

Heart attack.

Thanks.

- Watch out, she's looking. - No, she's blind as a bat!

Keep it down.

- Annabelle. - What do you want?

- Can I copy your test'? - What do I get in return?

What do you want?

Heart attack.

- Fred had a heart attack. - What?