Have you ever mentioned his mental state?
Oh, he's an imbecile, probably from birth. Man's a complete idiot... Pray to God he's an idiot.
Am I a good man? Or a bad man?
Have you ever mentioned his mental state?
Oh, he's an imbecile, probably from birth. Man's a complete idiot... Pray to God he's an idiot.
Can you imagine the kind of life he must have had?
Yes, I think I can.
I don't think so. No one could possibly imagine it! I don't believe any of us can!
Sir! I don't quite... I don't quite understand why it is you allow that sort of people in there.
Why? Because he enjoys it, and I think it's very good for him.
Yes, but, sir, you saw the expression on their faces. They didn't hide their disgust. They don't care anything about John! They only want to impress their friends!
I think you're being rather harsh on them, don't you, Mrs. Mothershead?
I beg your pardon!
You yourself hardly showed him much loving kindness when he first arrived, did you?
I bathed him, I fed him, and I cleaned up after him, didn't I? And I see that my nurses do the same. And if loving kindness can be called care and practical concern, then I did show him loving kindness, and I am not ashamed to admit it!
I didn't mean it exactly that way, Mrs. Mothershead. Now please believe me. Of course I appreciate your concern. I appreciate everything you've done for Mr. Merrick.
Thank you.
But I am the physician in charge--
I appreciate tha--
And I must do what I think is best for him!
If you ask for my opinion, he's only being stared at all over again!
There's something I've been meaning to ask you for some time now.
What's that?
Can you cure me?
No. We can care for you, but we can't cure you.
No. I thought not.
I'm very pleased to meet you, Mr. Merrick.
I'm very pleased... [begins to cry]
What is it, John? What's the matter?
It's just that I-I'm not used to being treated so well by a beautiful woman...
Would you care to see my mother?
Your mother? Yes, please.
Oh but she's... Mr. Merrick, she's beautiful!
Oh, she had the face of an angel! [sadly] I must have been a great disappointment to her.
No, Mr. Merrick, no! No son as loving as you could ever be a disappointment.
If only I could find her, so she could see me with such lovely friends here now; perhaps she could love me as I am. I've tried so hard to be good.
Where is he? Where's Mr. Merrick?
I don't know what you mean, sir.
DON'T LIE TO ME!! I know all about it, you were seen! You're involved with Bytes, aren't you? You've taken him. WHERE. IS. HE?
Now, wait a minute. I haven't taken him anywhere. I don't know no Bytes. We were just having a bit of fun. We never hurt him. You know, just having a laugh, that's all.
YOU BASTARD! HE'S GONE!!!
When I left him, he was in bed safe and sound!
YOU BASTARD! (Shoves Jim, making him knock over a table with plates) YOU BASTARD!!
You're not listening to me! I told you, I don't know no Bytes! I ain't done nothing wrong! People pay money to see your monster, Mr. Treves. I collect it.
YOU'RE THE MONSTER! YOU'RE THE... FREAK! NOW, GET OUT! YOU'RE FINISHED, DAMN YOU!
You don't frighten me, you and your bleedin' Elephant Man. I'm glad what I done, and you can do nothing about it. Only Mothershead can sack me now!
Done.
Dr. Hannibal Lecter
Hannibal Lecter
Narrator
William Parrish
Dr. Hannibal Lecter
Charles Morse
Abraham Van Helsing
Don Diego