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!
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!
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?
- Fred's dead. - How?
Kim, Fred's dead.
Grace, they said Fred's dead.
They found Fred dead.
Fred's dead.
No... No!
What's the matter, girls?
- Our gym instructor is dead. - Dead?
Yes, he had a heart attack.
Silence!
I can't believe it.
Please, Virginia, crying won't help.
That's why he never answered Eva.
- He was so funny. - We should do something for the funeral.
- Like what? - Maybe some money for his family.
- Did he have a family? - I don't know. - We'll find out.
What a tragedy.
- It's all my fault. - Why?
He was different after that night.
He was upset, he wanted to visit her in hospital.
You mean he died of guilt?
Yes.
Now he's dead and she's still alive.
I'll never see him again.
Disgusting, what is it?
Here, Mary. Thanks.
They're snails.
Eva...
They're one of our traditional New Orleans dishes.
We cook them with lots of garlic, like the French.
That's why Kathy stank of garlic, she's from New Orleans too.
She must have eaten tons of snails.
I love this place, it's so cool and green.
I'm glad I was born in Boston, I wouldn't leave for anything.
But... Weren't you born in New Orleans?
Excuse me?
At lunch you said you were from New Orleans.
No, I'm from Boston.
Don't you remember saying you were from New Orleans like Kathy?
My grandmother's from New Orleans.
I spent part of my childhood there.
Hey, it's Torn! So long, girls!
- Hi sweetie, how are you? - I feel great now that I see you!
Damn!
You! You filthy maid!
- You put the snails there! - No! No!
What's going on?
Miss Williams, what's the matter?
She put snails in my bed, I'll show you.
- What are you talking about? - She's got it in for me.
- She put them in my bed. - What did she do?
- Look! - What? But...
She put snails all over my bed.
It's impossible!
Snails?
- Dinner time! - Hope they made something good!
- Nah, just the usual stuff! - What a drag!
- Come on, my cousin wants to go out! - And I have to wash my hair!
No!
Help, I can't move!
- Hi, Grace. - Hello. - Hi!
Help me with this.
Eva, what are you doing here?
What's the matter with you?
Aren't you going to change for dinner?
Yeah, sure, I'll be right with you.
It's incredible. Or crazy.
It's as if she could pick up on what happened at the college.
What happened?
A girl was found suffocated and a teacher died yesterday.
That's a bit strange.
Peggy, it's a coincidence.
What, doctor?
Two people die and it's as if she sensed it.
I wouldn't call it a coincidence.
That strange pattern again.
She's feeling something else.
- You have a creative imagination. - I'm frightened.
Of what?
Her body's still breathing but her mind no longer exists.
She's dead.
Soon her body will be dead too.
We should feel compassion and hope she isn't suffering.
She put a cushion over her face and held it so tight she suffocated.
It's crazy.
It's as if she'd seen something terrifying.
But what? She was alone in her room.
Eva!
Eva, what's wrong?
Are you all right? Calm down.
Eva, what's happening?
Is there anything I can do?
Do you want a doctor? Answer me!
Eva!
Miss Jones!
Anderson here.
I can't leave, I'm the only neurologist here.
Call Doctor Harris at home. I can get you his number.
I'm sorry, but I can't leave the hospital.
Yes.
I understand.
Tell me where I have to go.
At last! This way, doctor!
- Tell me. - She had a nervous fit. She was violent, crazy.
Back to your rooms, girls!
I don't understand what's happening here, doctor.
- This is it. - Thank you.
While you examine her, I'll make sure everything's all right.
Strange things are happening, the girls are very upset.
I'll be right back.
Thanks for coming, doctor.
Well... That's what we're here for.
Thank you anyway.
It's okay.
You've thanked me enough for one evening.
There'll be others.
So, do you feel better?
Absolutely great.
- Doctor? - Yes?
How is Miss Gordon? Is she all right?
Yes, she certainly is.
Miss Gordon...
Eva...
How are you feeling?
Has this ever happened before?
No, it's the first time.
The one and only.
- Doctor Anderson... - Good morning.
Hi.
Hello.
- Surprised to see me? - Yes, I think I am.
That's great. I wanted to give you a surprise.
Are you healing nicely?
What do you think?
You look fine to me.
Do you find me attractive?
Having any more trouble with your nerves today?
You didn't answer.
Are you taking the tablets I prescribed?
You keep changing the subject.
Will you answer my question?
Listen, Miss Gordon.
Eva...
Eva.
- What happened in your room... - You mean the kiss?
Exactly.
I'm not in the habit of kissing my patients.
I believe you.
If you did, I'd be very jealous.
I'd scratch your eyes out.
Won't you offer me a lift, even if I don't know your name?
The name is Anderson.
Not your last name, your first name.
Robert.
And I can't stand people who shorten it...
And call me Bob.
Okay, Bob.
I'll call you Robert.
Robert, I've never felt like this before.
Never.
- Wanna study together today? - I can't, I have a class.
- Hey. - Hi.
- I can't study on my own...
You like her?
She's pretty.
She's Grace. She was voted "Biggest Bitch" of this college.
How do you know? You only just arrived.
Well... She...
She tells everybody.
I can introduce you and she can tell you.
I'm not interested in meeting another girl.
My motto is "one at a time" and you're here beside me.
Enough. They could see us and my lips are numb.
Hi, Grace.
Now you're seeing paintings that celebrate the triumph of classicism...
And also works of the much maligned mannerist school...
An artistic movement that has been reappraised by modern critics.
Grace, what are you doing? Come on.
Grace...
What's wrong? It's like you're in a trance.
- I was just thinking. - Of something nice, I hope.
All right, girls, everybody out!
You'll write an essay on what we've seen today.
- What a good idea! - Did you hear that? - The usual brown-noser!
- What is it? - My earring!
- Did you drop it? - I can't have.
- Were you wearing both'? - Of course.
- Why would I just wear one? - Are they valuable?
My mother gave them to me for my 18th birthday.
Oh, boy! Let's look in the bus.
You look under the front seat, I'll look here.
- Lost something? - Grace lost an earring.
You were only wearing one in the museum.
I had both on when I went to the bathroom.
When you went upstairs, I thought you looked cute with only one on.
I guess that's where I lost it.
It's useless looking here, you can go back tomorrow.
Are you kidding, Jenny?
If the cleaning ladies find it, forget it.
- No! - You can always wear one.
If I don't find it, my mother will kill me. I have to go back.
Calm down. We'll work this out.
Careful. I'll give you a hand. Careful...
I'm trying to find the switch.
I found it.
- It's not working. - They turn the power off at night.
We can use the flashlight. Come on.
I hope we don't set off the burglar alarm.
They're only attached to the paintings.
Yeah, you're right.
Do you remember if you had it here?
No, but if you're sure I was only wearing one on the stairs...
I might have lost it here.
- I'll go and take a look. - Don't leave me, I'm scared.
What are you playing at?
Where are you going?
Eva?
Eva, I'm scared!
Eva?
Where are you? Where are you?
Eva?
Eva...
Eva! Where are you?
Where are you?
No!
Help!
Help me!
I'm scared.
Eva, I'm scared.
Eva... Eva...
Where are you?
Grace...
I'm waiting for you. Come and join me.
Come on, Grace.
Grace...
Come on, Grace...
Grace...
- I'm waiting for you. Come on. - Are you there? Answer me.
Grace...
Help!
- Doctor... - In a minute.
How can a statue weighing 7 tons just topple over?
How could she have pulled it on top of her?
That's what we all want to know.
Robert, look.
It isn't the first time.
There's a chance she may recover.
I'll be down in the lab.
Is it true?
No, ma'am.
Your roommate told me she saw you both leave at 9 o'clock.
You said you were going to the museum but you came back alone.
It's true, she'd lost an earring at the museum.
She wanted me to go back and look for it.
But when we got there...
I was afraid.
It's true.
I was too scared to go in.
Then I heard the screams.
She screamed and screamed.
I confess I was terrified.
- I feel like it's my fault. - Miss Gordon, don't say that.
Now pull yourself together.
You suffered a terrifying experience.
There's no need for you to feel guilty.
Eva, control yourself.
We don't want you to have a relapse after such a fine recovery.
Go back to your room and try to get some rest.
Don't worry about lessons, your absence is justified.
I don't know what's happening to me.
Who am I?
My name's Eva Gordon, from Boston, Massachusetts.
- Snitch! - Eva!
Why are you angry with me'? What have I done?
So mostly...
I must think of the reputation of the college.
The girl comes from one of the best families in Boston.
Recently she has become emotionally unstable...
But they assured me she was cured.
I want her placed under the care of a doctor.
Fantastic!
Let me catch my breath.
Don't breathe, don't do anything. Just love me.
I'm from Boston, all this fuss because I told them...
How snails are cooked in New Orleans.
Tell me about your nervous breakdown.
- I don't feel like talking about it. - Okay.
Strange things have happened since Kathy's accident.
Between the two of you there seems to be...
A lot of parallels.
- Parallels? - Yeah.
I don't know and I don't care, I'm sick of these questions.
- Where did you meet Kathy? - I never met her.
She was in hospital when I got here.
- Stop acting like a cop! - A cop? No way!
There's only one way to help you, I've got to understand you.
If you want to help me, kiss me.
I'm sorry!
Knock before coming in!
Jesus!
Seeing that blonde again tonight?
How can she be from Boston and not know the name of the river?
Why does she have total recall of another person's memory...
The memory of someone who's practically dead?
Because she is just that other person.
- Girls! I got some tickets for Chick Corea! - Awesome!
Doctor.
Doctor Anderson.
- Looking for Eva? - Yes, Jenny. Know where she is?
Her mother came to get her.
She's left the college, I'm sorry.
Doctor, I tried to get you at the hospital.
Good morning, Miss Jones, I came to see Miss Gordon.
- Thanks, Jenny. Bye for now. - Goodbye, doctor.
I suppose she told you.
We had to notify her parents...
The girl's behaviour was just too irrational.
- I had no choice. - Right.
"Dear Robert, at last I have the chance to write to you."
They took me away from school without any warning.
I had no way to let you know...
But above all, I had no way to see you.
You can't imagine how depressed I feel.
I tried to persuade my parents to let me stay at the college.
This place isn't far from Boston.
It's an upmarket rest home but seems like a prison.
The doctors say I'm not well, but it's a lie.
It's not true, Robert, and it's none of their business.
If I'm sick, only one doctor in the world can cure me...
You.
You know the only way to make me feel better.
The only good medicine for me.
I can see your eyes, your face...
Your smile, and I feel a lump in my throat.
I miss you so much, Robert!
This is just a bad dream...
And I will wake up with you beside me.
You'll take my hand and everything will be all right.
They keep asking me questions...
And stuffing me with pills.
They want to break my spirit, the poor fools.
But I am stronger than they are.
Nothing can keep us apart.
They don't know what I'm capable of doing.
We may be far apart...
But we are very close.
I belong to you and you belong to me.
You are mine, mine alone. Don't ever forget that.
Mine alone.
Mama, it's me.
Don't you recognize my voice?
I'm here.
They tricked me.
They made a fool of me just because I'm your daughter.
The crazy maid's daughter.
My child.
Come. Don't make any noise.
Her condition remains stable.
No change.
This is it. "Home Sweet Home".
- Like it? - You spend your nights here?
We doctors are always on call.
If they need me, there's the phone...
And if they don't, I get myself some sleep.
- Only sleep? - Like a baby.
You mean you never had a nurse or a pretty patient on this bed?
So far, no.
- I'm not a patient, or a nurse. - Then you qualify.
Tom, are you going to have a shower too?
Tom, darling!
Tom? Tom...
Are you sleeping?
Tom, you've got to go.
They'll all be coming back.
You're so handsome, your skin's lovely!
Wake up, darling. You can't sleep now.
Please, Tom.
Tom? Torn?
Tom!
No, it can't be real.
Kim... Kim...
Kim, I'm waiting for you.
Kim...
Where are you?
Kim?
Kim, where are you?
She must be in the bathroom.
Kim?
The window wide open in this weather!
Kim...
- I'm sorry, Robert. - Don't worry about it.
It's the hospital and everything.
Kathy's lying there helpless and I feel it's our fault.
I don't think I should be here while she's suffering.
- It doesn't feel right. - It's all right.
You don't have to explain.
I'll drive you home, okay?
No, you're on duty. I'll walk.
That way I can think, I'll be fine.
I love you.
But I love him, I want to make love with him!
Looking for someone?
I have to see Doctor Anderson.
I'll let him know you're here.
They're all after him tonight.
It's busy.
- I've got an appointment with him. - I understand, I'm not deaf.
- You know the way? - Of course I do.
Thanks.
No!
Hi, Jenny.
Are you scared?
Eva...
You don't seem pleased to see me.
But...
- You shouldn't be. - Why?
Are you sure your conscience is clear, Jenny?
Hello, Anderson here.
No one's come up. Who was it?
How was she dressed?
A half an hour ago?
I can do what I want to you.
No...
I could kill you in a thousand ways.
I could make you beg for death.
Nothing can make up for what you've stolen from me.
You see, you've got to suffer as much as I did.
I have an idea, your wide, innocent eyes...
Won't see anything again.
I'll tear them out before killing you.
- Jenny, are you in there? - Please, help me!
Jenny, what's going on? Jenny!
Answer me, Jenny!
Please, Jenny, answer me!
Jenny!
What's happening, Jenny!