Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (1986) - full transcript
A good doctor named Jekyll attempts to rid humanity of all evil while accidentally creating Mr. Hyde, an evil murderer.
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(high-pitched shrieking)
(upbeat ominous music)
(crows cawing)
(thunder crashing)
- Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
May God have mercy on the soul of this...man.
- Man? Did he say man?
That wasn't a man in that box, that was a monster.
- And God won't have mercy on his soul, either.
'Cause Edward Hyde never had a soul.
(thunder crashing)
(ominous music)
- Edward Hyde, you have been buried in an unmarked grave,
like a common murderer.
Let no man mourn your passing.
Cover the grave.
(bright jaunty music)
- Ooh, Nanny, was Mr. Hyde really true?
- And was he really a monster?
- Tell us, Nanny, tell us!
- [Boy] Please, Nanny.
- Well, yes, it is a true story
and yes, he really was a monster.
(thunder crashing)
You see, I used to work for Edward Hyde a long time ago.
But perhaps I shouldn't tell you anymore.
- Go on, Nanny, go on.
- Please.
- Well, not only was Edward Hyde a murderer and a monster,
he was also two men.
- Two men?
- How can anyone be two men, Nanny?
- Hush, boys, you'll see. You'll see.
But first, we must go back to the house where I worked
as a young housemaid for certain Dr. Henry Jekyll,
one of the finest men in all of England.
As I remember it was his birthday.
- Well, Henry a very happy birthday, indeed.
And to your future,
may it be even more prosperous and successful.
- To Henry.
- To Henry. - To Henry.
- My dear friends, thank you
from the very depths of my heart.
- Well, Henry, you are a man with the world at your feet.
All of England has come to know of
your brilliant achievements.
So tell us, what will you do next?
- I cannot give you the exact details yet,
but it has to do with the workings of the human mind.
- But my dear Jekyll, you are with trusted friends here.
Not a word of what you tell us will escape this room.
- Oh, do tell us, Henry, it all sounds fascinating.
- Very well then. I'll tell you something of it.
I have a theory that the human mind is made of two parts,
one part good, and the other part evil
and that throughout the lives of all human beings,
there is a constant battle between the two parts.
Good against evil.
- My dear Jekyll, I'm afraid I just cannot agree with you.
It's my opinion people are born good or born bad,
simple as that, mark my words.
- The truth is that neither of us knows.
But just suppose that I'm right, just suppose.
And that by the use of drugs,
it was possible to separate good and evil.
- And then what, Jekyll? What purpose would it serve?
- Don't you see?
We just might be able to remove the evil from man.
The creation of the perfect human being,
a being without the influence of evil,
a whole society based only on good.
- What are you saying, Henry?
You've taken leave of your senses?
I've never heard of such balderdash
and poppycock in my life. Absolute rubbish.
(knocking at door)
- Happy birthday, Dr. Jekyll, from us all.
None of us could work for a finer master than you
in all England. God bless you and many happy returns.
(group cheering and applauding)
- What a lovely evening.
- Yes, Henry, delightful night. Thank you.
- Well, good night, Henry. Charming evening, charming.
But I'd put all those mad notions of good and evil aside.
Won't work, you know, dangerous too.
- I'll bear it in mind.
Good night. And thank you.
You are good friends.
(suspenseful music)
(liquids bubbling)
- Our good friend Lanyon wants proof, eh.
He doesn't think we are a mixture of good and evil?
Now for the last of the ingredients.
Lucky to find it.
You are about to witness a miracle.
Only your eyes will see what might indeed
frighten the devil himself.
You're a lucky man, Jekyll.
A good doctor, born rich, wanting for nothing,
able to help the sick and the poor, at last
on the brink of a discovery that will astound the world.
If this experiment works,
I will have separated the two parts within me.
It will free my evil nature and leave me with my good self.
That should put an end to Lanyon's scorn once and for all.
If I fail, then I will die, and you alone can tell.
God help me.
Make it work.
(ominous music)
(glass shattering) (cat meowing)
(Dr. Jekyll gasping)
(scary rock music)
(Mr. Hyde cackling)
- Now we must bring back Dr. Jekyll,
and whatever I do, I will always have a safe secret place
to escape to and hide.
Hyde! Yes, that will be my name.
Edward Hyde.
(glass shattering)
(nails scratching)
(Jekyll groaning)
- Ah, free at last. Now I can do as I please.
(ominous music)
(man screaming) (dull thudding)
(Hyde laughing manically)
- Murder in Central London!
Killer strikes on London Bridge!
Murder in Central London!
Killer strikes on London Bridge!
- Oh, if only they knew. If only they knew!
But you know, don't you?
(glass shattering) (cat yowling)
Can you hear me, Dr. Jekyll?
- Yes. I can.
I have an important task for you, Jekyll.
First, I want you to write a will,
leaving all your money to me should anything happen to you,
like disappearing. (cackles)
- Hyde, you're a monster.
- Do as I say, Jekyll!
Obey your stronger self! I command you!
(Jekyll groaning)
- To whom it may concern.
This is the last will and testament of myself,
Dr. Henry Jekyll.
In the event of my death or disappearance,
Mr. Edward Hyde will be my sole beneficiary.
- You see, something terrible was happening to Dr. Jekyll.
Hyde was taking over Jekyll's mind and his fortune.
- What a horrible man, Nanny.
- Did Hyde do more bad things?
- Yes, he did, again and again.
But each time, he would disappear afterwards
and no one knew who he was or where he went.
Except of course, Dr. Jekyll.
(foreboding music)
(tapping at door)
(Jekyll muttering)
Poor man, he works so hard.
He needs a good holiday if you ask me.
Oh!
(strident tones)
- Annie! Don't touch that!
- I only wanted to clean up, sir!
- Don't you know to leave my study alone?
- No, sir. I'm sorry, sir.
I didn't mean to upset you, sir.
- You touch nothing in here.
Understand? Nothing!
- [Annie] Yes, Dr. Jekyll.
I'll remember, sir. Nothing.
- Tell Poole I want all the servants assembled immediately.
(cat yowling)
(scary music)
From now on I'll supervise the cleaning of my study.
- Yes, Dr, Jekyll, - Yes, sir.
- One more thing;
from time to time, an associate of mine who is helping me
will come to visit, a Mr. Edward Hyde.
I may not always be here when he calls,
but I want him to have the freedom of my home and my study.
- [All] Yes, sir.
- Treat him as you would me.
He won't disturb you. In fact,
he will have his own keys to come and go as he pleases.
Otherwise, the door of my study will be locked.
Poole, I want this hand delivered to my friend,
Mr. Utterson, the lawyer.
- Very good, sir.
(sad music)
- Oh dear God, what have I done?
What have I done?
(knocking at door)
- Come in.
- Letter for Mr. Utterson from Dr. Jekyll.
Make sure he gets it, won't you.
- Very well. I'll see to it.
(knocking at door)
A letter for you, sir.
Personal, from Dr. Jekyll.
- Ah, thank you, Guest.
Good grief!
- What on earth's the matter, sir?
- This is Jekyll's last will and testament.
He's left everything to a complete stranger.
A certain Edward Hyde.
- Hyde.
(eerie music)
(Hyde growling)
- Ah!
(Hyde cackling)
- Extra, extra, read all about it!
Young girl murdered, mystery killer disappears again!
Extra! Extra, extra, read all about it!
Young girl murdered!
- Did you hear that, Enfield? Another murder.
When will it all end?
- Goodness knows. The police seem powerless.
The brute seems to vanish into thin air, not even a clue.
- Yes, shocking business.
- Have you ever noticed that door before?
- [Utterson] Yes. Why do you ask?
- There was a nasty incident one night.
I was coming home late, stopped at the pub to warm up.
(jaunty piano music)
(door crashing)
- Get out of me way!
(man groaning) (Hyde growling)
Two beers, lovey.
- Ow!
- Bottoms up!
(glass shattering)
- Here, what do you think you're doing?
- Stop me if you dare!
- [Patron] Oy! Come back here!
- [Enfield] A few of us chased him to that door,
where he disappeared.
- But, that house--
- That house belongs to a monster
who would attack women and old men, a devil of a man.
I saw him do it myself.
- You must be mistaken.
- No, there's no mistake.
- What do you know of this fiend you speak off?
- An evil creature.
He has a fearful face and cares little for his fellow man.
- Do you know his name?
- Yes. I found out later by chance.
It's Edward Hyde.
- Edward Hyde!
- Yes, Hyde. Not much of a name, either, eh?
- Enfield,
it could be the name of the very devil himself.
- Well then. What brings you here?
- A matter of common interest, our old friend, Henry.
- Ah, yes.
I'm getting very tired of this nonsense he talks.
Good and evil, two parts to the mind,
it's all balderdash, you know.
- I must confess, it rather spoiled my evening
the night of his birthday.
Quite frightening, really.
- Precisely. And it's all such unscientific rubbish.
I find it disagreeable.
- You don't see any value in his experiment?
- Absolutely not. It's impossible.
Might as well try to fly to the moon, impossible!
But how can anyone expect to separate
the good and evil in man?
- I know, a ridiculous suggestion.
By the way, did you ever meet a friend of his,
an Edward Hyde?
- No. Never heard of him.
(bright cheerful music)
- I'm sorry, sir. Dr. Jekyll must've gone out.
- With Mr. Hyde?
- I don't rightly know, sir. Mr. Hyde has his own keys.
He comes and goes all the time,
but we see little of him in this part of the house.
Is there a message?
- No, I'll call again.
I would like to meet him one way or another.
(suspenseful music) (dog barking)
I'll catch him if I have to stay out in the cold all night.
(ominous music)
Mr. Hyde!
- That's me. What do you want?
- I'm an old friend of Dr. Jekyll.
My name is Utterson.
I'd like to come in and talk to you and Jekyll.
- Jekyll's away from home.
How did you know me?
- He spoke of you. - That's a lie!
I know he doesn't talk about me.
- Be good enough to tell Jekyll I called.
- 'Tis well we met. As Jekyll's solicitor,
you may want to contact me some time.
(door slamming) (intense upbeat music)
(glass shattering)
- Poor Utterson.
What am I doing to my friends?
If only they knew.
- [Annie] Dr. Jekyll. (tapping at door)
Dr. Jekyll!
(strident tones)
Dr. Jekyll, it's Annie.
I've brought your morning tea.
- Leave it there, Annie.
I'll get it in a minute.
(glass shattering)
(Hyde gasping)
(ominous music)
- Will I bring your morning tea, sir?
(Hyde grumbling)
- Oh, I'm glad he wasn't up there with the doctor.
I got a real fright, I did,
seeing him here this morning in the house.
- He gives me the crepes.
I can't see what the master wants with him.
- I never saw such a ugly face.
- Like the devil itself.
Mark my words, love,
there's something terrible going on in this house.
- The longer we live together,
the harder it is for me to control Hyde.
If Hyde takes over my body as well,
I will have to give up all the good things in my life.
(whistle blowing)
All my hopes for the future.
As Hyde, I have no friends.
I'm hated and feared.
My double life is becoming impossible.
I cannot continue as Hyde.
I must choose my better self, be rid of him forever.
- I'm glad I came by.
You've been looking much better lately.
More like your old self.
- I'm not so sure.
I can't help feeling restless.
I'm beginning to think I need a change.
- Perhaps a holiday.
You shouldn't work so hard.
- Oh, that's not what I mean.
I'm afraid you'll never understand it.
Now if you'll excuse me,
I need to get back to my study. Urgently.
Three times the dose.
That's got to stop him coming back.
(Jekyll choking)
(Hyde laughing)
- Dr. Jekyll, are you all right?
It's Poole and Bradshaw, sir.
- [Hyde] Go away. Leave me alone.
I'm all right. Just leave. Go away!
- What was that horrible scream?
- It was Mr. Hyde breaking loose.
We didn't know that at the time.
We thought poor Dr. Jekyll had lost his mind.
But it was Hyde.
He'd been locked away too long inside Dr. Jekyll,
all that time our Dr. Jekyll was his good self.
Then, without warning, Mr. Hyde came back,
like a wild animal escaping from its cage, roaring.
- Did he hurt you?
- No, I was lucky.
Dr. Jekyll should have tried to escape.
- He did. That's what started the doctor
taking larger doses of the drugs to get away from Hyde,
to try to stop Hyde appearing.
And that made him very sick.
The drugs weren't working, and I knew it.
(furniture crashing) (Hyde groaning)
(tapping at door) - Dr. Jekyll,
are you all right?
It's Poole and Bradshaw, sir.
- Go away! Leave me alone.
I'm all right. Just leave! Go away!
(cat hissing)
(ominous upbeat music)
(cat yowling)
(glass shattering) (cat yowling)
Blame Jekyll. He kept me imprisoned all those months,
afraid to let me out. Now it's my turn.
Edward Hyde is free once more!
(man humming)
(jaunty music)
(man groaning)
(Annie gasping)
(Hyde growling)
(dull thudding) (Hyde laughing)
(Annie screaming)
(Hyde cackling)
- Extra, extra, read all about it!
- Mystery killer named!
- Police hunt Edward Hyde!
Extra, extra! Killer vanishes!
(tapping on door)
- I had to come.
You must've heard the news.
- Of course.
The paper boys are shouting it from the street corners.
- I need to be sure, Henry,
that you you're not hiding the fiend.
I fear the murder weapon was your own walking stick,
stolen from you no doubt.
If you were not my friend and client,
I'd have to report that to the police.
- You mustn't do that! Hyde's not here.
I will never see him again, I swear to you. Look.
Dear Henry,
I know you will be shocked at all I have done.
You're well rid of me.
I will disappear.
And I promise, you will never hear from me again.
- I'd like to keep this if I may.
Now there's one more thing I must know.
Did Hyde tell you what to write in that will of yours?
Then there's no doubt, he meant to murder you too!
- I think I'll take a walk, Poole.
I've been stuck in the house too long.
Now I feel like some fresh air.
- I'm glad you're better, sir.
A lovely day for a stroll.
(soft happy music)
(Jekyll gasping)
(Hyde growling)
- Edward Hyde, murderer!
(Hyde growling)
- Bring me pen and paper right away
and I'll call when I'm ready.
I'll need someone to deliver a couple of letters urgently.
(door slamming)
To Dr. Hastie Lanyon.
- Don't let your dinner get cold, dovey.
Whatever it is can wait.
- Not so, my dear.
This is a most urgent demand for help from a colleague.
He asks me to meet with a friend of his at midnight.
- I don't like the sound of that, Hastie.
Can't it wait till after dinner?
- No I'm afraid not.
He says it's all in the cause of medicine.
I must go this instant, but I have an urgent errand first.
- My instructions from Dr. Jekyll, sir,
are to open that door, whatever the cost,
even if it means breaking it down.
I'm sure I don't understand.
I'm worried about the master.
- Yes, I understand your fears, Poole.
When did he leave the house?
- This morning, sir.
He said he wanted some fresh air.
He was only going to the park and back.
- Well he obviously got caught up somewhere
and needs our help,
though I'll admit this is a strange way of getting it.
- Well there you are, guv. Sorry it took so long.
I could've broke into the Bank of England
in half the time, eh? (laughs)
- Fourth from the top.
Hmm, I'd say Dr. Jekyll mixed these himself.
Pack the drawer with straw, then wrap a sheet around it.
That way I can carry it home without spilling the contents.
Oh, don't worry Poole. I'm sure to see him this evening.
(clock chiming)
(tapping at door)
You've come from Dr. Jekyll?
- Yes.
(jaunty music)
(ominous tones) - Edward Hyde!
You're Edward Hyde, the murderer!
- At your service, Dr. Lanyon.
And I wouldn't call the police if I were you.
Not if you care about your friend, Henry Jekyll.
- Henry? If you've harmed Henry, I swear I'll--
- Dr. Jekyll is safe enough in the mean time.
In fact, this was all his idea.
Did you bring the cabinet drawer?
- Yes.
There, behind the chair.
- Now watch carefully, Lanyon.
I'm about to show you something that can bring you
fame and power like you've never imagined.
- Now look here, sir.
You didn't come in the middle of a night
to waste my time and speak in riddles.
Get on with it!
- So be it.
And now, Dr. Lanyon, for you, who for so long
scorned the idea of a connection between medicine
and the forces of good and evil.
(Hyde gasping)
- Henry!
Oh my God!
It's you!
Henry...
- Oh dear. Perhaps I shouldn't have told them that.
Too frightening.
- No, no! - Tell us more, tell us more!
- Well, after that dreadful night
(thunder crashing)
Dr. Jekyll became a prisoner in his own home.
Seeing no one, terrified to go out lest the monster,
Edward Hyde, reappear.
His only hope being that he might discover a drug
that will make Hyde disappear forever.
Meanwhile, not far away, Dr. Jekyll's dear friend,
Dr. Lanyon, lay gravely ill.
Such was the effect of learning the awful secret.
And then, Mr. Utterson, the lawyer, called.
- My dear Mrs. Lanyon, what is it?
Surely things can't be that bad.
- Only last week, it was. Fate stepped in.
A week ago he was himself, good as gold,
and now I fear he's dying.
- But what happened? He must have told you.
- He refuses to speak of it.
He says he cannot.
There was an urgent call, a mysterious note.
He went out, and that's all I know.
- Perhaps as his oldest friend, and a lawyer,
he might trust me.
- I will never recover.
A matter of weeks, if that.
- My dear chap, surely with good medicine...
- There is nothing I can take to change the way I feel.
I wish there were.
- Perhaps your illness is catching.
Jekyll is sick too. Have you seen him lately?
- Don't mention that name to me.
I finished with that man.
I don't ever want to see or hear of him again.
- He refuses to see me.
- I'm not surprised.
One day you might learn the truth of this, but don't ask me.
Now if you'd like to talk of other things, please stay.
Otherwise, go.
- I have your order from the chemist, Dr. Jekyll.
(Hyde growling) (ominous music)
- Here you are, Mr. Poole, sit down.
- You look like you've seen a ghost.
- I only saw him for a minute,
but it made my hair stand on end.
If that was the master,
why was he wearing a mask on his face?
- Maybe he's caught one of those horrible diseases
that marks your face.
- That would explain the mask, and his strange voice.
- And not wanting to see his friends.
- And why he needs that drug from the chemist.
- And why he won't let us near him.
- But I've served him 20 years.
Why would he cry out like a rat and run from me?
(door opening)
- I was picking herbs out in the side garden, when suddenly
this parcel was thrown from the window upstairs.
It just missed me!
Half scared me to death, it did.
It had another note tied to it.
- Quick, Cook, the smelling salts.
- Poole, this drug you brought me today is useless.
Without delay, go again and send Bradshaw and Annie out
as well, if necessary, to every chemist in London.
- Glory be! You'll all be gone for weeks.
(tapping at door)
- Good heavens, Poole! What brings you here at this hour?
What is the matter?
- Mr. Utterson, something's terribly wrong.
There's been a horrible crime.
- What sort of crime? Whatever do you mean?
- I can't say what I mean, sir.
Please come and see for yourself.
(tapping at door) (Cook shrieking)
- Thank goodness, it's Mr. Utterson!
Begging your pardon, sir. We're all so afraid.
- He's been screaming for that drug again.
- What drug?
- We don't rightly know, sir, but whatever it's for,
it's wanted very urgently.
He wrote this note a week ago
and we can't get the right stuff for him.
To Moore and Company, druggists.
Two years ago, I bought a large quantity of these drugs
from you for experiments.
What you sent me is inferior and will not work.
Whatever the cost, for God's sake, find me the old stuff.
- Did you get it?
- We've been to every chemist in London.
We don't know what to do next.
(Hyde screaming)
- I knew it! Something bad's happened to the master!
Oh God! That's Mr. Hyde up there.
He's murdering the master!
- Good lord! Hyde? Are you sure?
- We fear it might be, sir.
- Did you call the police?
- You being Dr. Jekyll's lawyer,
we thought you'd tell us what to do.
- Well, then we must act!
- Ladies, you stay here.
It's unlikely he'll get past us,
but just in case, be on the ready.
Calm yourself, Bradshaw, we're all nervous,
but we'll soon put an end to it.
You go round the corner and wait outside the back entrance.
Whatever happens, I take all responsibility.
If we have to, Poole and I
will force our way into the study.
We'll give you 10 minutes to be ready at your places. Go!
(suspenseful music)
(floor creaking)
(lock rattling)
Right. Down with the door. Now!
(ax thudding)
(ominous music)
There's something terribly sinister about all of this.
- Look, the drugs we were searching for.
And this. It's addressed to you, sir.
It says the last will and testament of Dr. Henry Jekyll.
- What?
- What is it, sir? Are you all right?
- I'm stunned.
Dr. Jekyll has left me his fortune.
But if Hyde knew that, why did he not destroy this document?
- Perhaps he never had time, sir,
with us breaking in like we did.
- Perhaps. What else is there?
- The rest of the papers, sir.
A letter written with today's date from the master.
There are more notes, too.
- I think we might find answers here
to many of the puzzles that have troubled us.
What we must do is try to save
your master's reputation and good name.
- Yes, sir.
- Give me enough time to read these papers.
Then we'll call the police.
- It still upsets me.
It was a terrible time for all of us.
- Don't cry, Nanny.
- What did you do then?
- Well, it wasn't long after, Mr. Utterson sold the house
and we all went to work for other people.
Oh now, boys. We've had more than enough for one night.
Oh, it's long past your bedtime.
Time to turn off the light and say good night.
- Good night, Nanny.
- Good night, Nanny.
(soft music)
- Extra, extra, read all about it!
Edward Hyde found dead. Famous doctor disappears.
Sensation, read all about it!
- Well, at least he's at peace now.
- Yes, a small consolation. Dreadful business. Dreadful.
- We all know that buried here is our friend, Dr. Jekyll,
not the monster Edward Hyde, as the authorities think.
I suggest we should tell no one of what we know.
It would serve no purpose except to blemish the reputation
of a fine man.
- Besides, who would believe it anyway?
- Indeed. Who would believe it?
- I think we should go.
- God rest your soul, Dr. Jekyll.
(ominous music)
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(high-pitched shrieking)
(upbeat ominous music)
(crows cawing)
(thunder crashing)
- Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
May God have mercy on the soul of this...man.
- Man? Did he say man?
That wasn't a man in that box, that was a monster.
- And God won't have mercy on his soul, either.
'Cause Edward Hyde never had a soul.
(thunder crashing)
(ominous music)
- Edward Hyde, you have been buried in an unmarked grave,
like a common murderer.
Let no man mourn your passing.
Cover the grave.
(bright jaunty music)
- Ooh, Nanny, was Mr. Hyde really true?
- And was he really a monster?
- Tell us, Nanny, tell us!
- [Boy] Please, Nanny.
- Well, yes, it is a true story
and yes, he really was a monster.
(thunder crashing)
You see, I used to work for Edward Hyde a long time ago.
But perhaps I shouldn't tell you anymore.
- Go on, Nanny, go on.
- Please.
- Well, not only was Edward Hyde a murderer and a monster,
he was also two men.
- Two men?
- How can anyone be two men, Nanny?
- Hush, boys, you'll see. You'll see.
But first, we must go back to the house where I worked
as a young housemaid for certain Dr. Henry Jekyll,
one of the finest men in all of England.
As I remember it was his birthday.
- Well, Henry a very happy birthday, indeed.
And to your future,
may it be even more prosperous and successful.
- To Henry.
- To Henry. - To Henry.
- My dear friends, thank you
from the very depths of my heart.
- Well, Henry, you are a man with the world at your feet.
All of England has come to know of
your brilliant achievements.
So tell us, what will you do next?
- I cannot give you the exact details yet,
but it has to do with the workings of the human mind.
- But my dear Jekyll, you are with trusted friends here.
Not a word of what you tell us will escape this room.
- Oh, do tell us, Henry, it all sounds fascinating.
- Very well then. I'll tell you something of it.
I have a theory that the human mind is made of two parts,
one part good, and the other part evil
and that throughout the lives of all human beings,
there is a constant battle between the two parts.
Good against evil.
- My dear Jekyll, I'm afraid I just cannot agree with you.
It's my opinion people are born good or born bad,
simple as that, mark my words.
- The truth is that neither of us knows.
But just suppose that I'm right, just suppose.
And that by the use of drugs,
it was possible to separate good and evil.
- And then what, Jekyll? What purpose would it serve?
- Don't you see?
We just might be able to remove the evil from man.
The creation of the perfect human being,
a being without the influence of evil,
a whole society based only on good.
- What are you saying, Henry?
You've taken leave of your senses?
I've never heard of such balderdash
and poppycock in my life. Absolute rubbish.
(knocking at door)
- Happy birthday, Dr. Jekyll, from us all.
None of us could work for a finer master than you
in all England. God bless you and many happy returns.
(group cheering and applauding)
- What a lovely evening.
- Yes, Henry, delightful night. Thank you.
- Well, good night, Henry. Charming evening, charming.
But I'd put all those mad notions of good and evil aside.
Won't work, you know, dangerous too.
- I'll bear it in mind.
Good night. And thank you.
You are good friends.
(suspenseful music)
(liquids bubbling)
- Our good friend Lanyon wants proof, eh.
He doesn't think we are a mixture of good and evil?
Now for the last of the ingredients.
Lucky to find it.
You are about to witness a miracle.
Only your eyes will see what might indeed
frighten the devil himself.
You're a lucky man, Jekyll.
A good doctor, born rich, wanting for nothing,
able to help the sick and the poor, at last
on the brink of a discovery that will astound the world.
If this experiment works,
I will have separated the two parts within me.
It will free my evil nature and leave me with my good self.
That should put an end to Lanyon's scorn once and for all.
If I fail, then I will die, and you alone can tell.
God help me.
Make it work.
(ominous music)
(glass shattering) (cat meowing)
(Dr. Jekyll gasping)
(scary rock music)
(Mr. Hyde cackling)
- Now we must bring back Dr. Jekyll,
and whatever I do, I will always have a safe secret place
to escape to and hide.
Hyde! Yes, that will be my name.
Edward Hyde.
(glass shattering)
(nails scratching)
(Jekyll groaning)
- Ah, free at last. Now I can do as I please.
(ominous music)
(man screaming) (dull thudding)
(Hyde laughing manically)
- Murder in Central London!
Killer strikes on London Bridge!
Murder in Central London!
Killer strikes on London Bridge!
- Oh, if only they knew. If only they knew!
But you know, don't you?
(glass shattering) (cat yowling)
Can you hear me, Dr. Jekyll?
- Yes. I can.
I have an important task for you, Jekyll.
First, I want you to write a will,
leaving all your money to me should anything happen to you,
like disappearing. (cackles)
- Hyde, you're a monster.
- Do as I say, Jekyll!
Obey your stronger self! I command you!
(Jekyll groaning)
- To whom it may concern.
This is the last will and testament of myself,
Dr. Henry Jekyll.
In the event of my death or disappearance,
Mr. Edward Hyde will be my sole beneficiary.
- You see, something terrible was happening to Dr. Jekyll.
Hyde was taking over Jekyll's mind and his fortune.
- What a horrible man, Nanny.
- Did Hyde do more bad things?
- Yes, he did, again and again.
But each time, he would disappear afterwards
and no one knew who he was or where he went.
Except of course, Dr. Jekyll.
(foreboding music)
(tapping at door)
(Jekyll muttering)
Poor man, he works so hard.
He needs a good holiday if you ask me.
Oh!
(strident tones)
- Annie! Don't touch that!
- I only wanted to clean up, sir!
- Don't you know to leave my study alone?
- No, sir. I'm sorry, sir.
I didn't mean to upset you, sir.
- You touch nothing in here.
Understand? Nothing!
- [Annie] Yes, Dr. Jekyll.
I'll remember, sir. Nothing.
- Tell Poole I want all the servants assembled immediately.
(cat yowling)
(scary music)
From now on I'll supervise the cleaning of my study.
- Yes, Dr, Jekyll, - Yes, sir.
- One more thing;
from time to time, an associate of mine who is helping me
will come to visit, a Mr. Edward Hyde.
I may not always be here when he calls,
but I want him to have the freedom of my home and my study.
- [All] Yes, sir.
- Treat him as you would me.
He won't disturb you. In fact,
he will have his own keys to come and go as he pleases.
Otherwise, the door of my study will be locked.
Poole, I want this hand delivered to my friend,
Mr. Utterson, the lawyer.
- Very good, sir.
(sad music)
- Oh dear God, what have I done?
What have I done?
(knocking at door)
- Come in.
- Letter for Mr. Utterson from Dr. Jekyll.
Make sure he gets it, won't you.
- Very well. I'll see to it.
(knocking at door)
A letter for you, sir.
Personal, from Dr. Jekyll.
- Ah, thank you, Guest.
Good grief!
- What on earth's the matter, sir?
- This is Jekyll's last will and testament.
He's left everything to a complete stranger.
A certain Edward Hyde.
- Hyde.
(eerie music)
(Hyde growling)
- Ah!
(Hyde cackling)
- Extra, extra, read all about it!
Young girl murdered, mystery killer disappears again!
Extra! Extra, extra, read all about it!
Young girl murdered!
- Did you hear that, Enfield? Another murder.
When will it all end?
- Goodness knows. The police seem powerless.
The brute seems to vanish into thin air, not even a clue.
- Yes, shocking business.
- Have you ever noticed that door before?
- [Utterson] Yes. Why do you ask?
- There was a nasty incident one night.
I was coming home late, stopped at the pub to warm up.
(jaunty piano music)
(door crashing)
- Get out of me way!
(man groaning) (Hyde growling)
Two beers, lovey.
- Ow!
- Bottoms up!
(glass shattering)
- Here, what do you think you're doing?
- Stop me if you dare!
- [Patron] Oy! Come back here!
- [Enfield] A few of us chased him to that door,
where he disappeared.
- But, that house--
- That house belongs to a monster
who would attack women and old men, a devil of a man.
I saw him do it myself.
- You must be mistaken.
- No, there's no mistake.
- What do you know of this fiend you speak off?
- An evil creature.
He has a fearful face and cares little for his fellow man.
- Do you know his name?
- Yes. I found out later by chance.
It's Edward Hyde.
- Edward Hyde!
- Yes, Hyde. Not much of a name, either, eh?
- Enfield,
it could be the name of the very devil himself.
- Well then. What brings you here?
- A matter of common interest, our old friend, Henry.
- Ah, yes.
I'm getting very tired of this nonsense he talks.
Good and evil, two parts to the mind,
it's all balderdash, you know.
- I must confess, it rather spoiled my evening
the night of his birthday.
Quite frightening, really.
- Precisely. And it's all such unscientific rubbish.
I find it disagreeable.
- You don't see any value in his experiment?
- Absolutely not. It's impossible.
Might as well try to fly to the moon, impossible!
But how can anyone expect to separate
the good and evil in man?
- I know, a ridiculous suggestion.
By the way, did you ever meet a friend of his,
an Edward Hyde?
- No. Never heard of him.
(bright cheerful music)
- I'm sorry, sir. Dr. Jekyll must've gone out.
- With Mr. Hyde?
- I don't rightly know, sir. Mr. Hyde has his own keys.
He comes and goes all the time,
but we see little of him in this part of the house.
Is there a message?
- No, I'll call again.
I would like to meet him one way or another.
(suspenseful music) (dog barking)
I'll catch him if I have to stay out in the cold all night.
(ominous music)
Mr. Hyde!
- That's me. What do you want?
- I'm an old friend of Dr. Jekyll.
My name is Utterson.
I'd like to come in and talk to you and Jekyll.
- Jekyll's away from home.
How did you know me?
- He spoke of you. - That's a lie!
I know he doesn't talk about me.
- Be good enough to tell Jekyll I called.
- 'Tis well we met. As Jekyll's solicitor,
you may want to contact me some time.
(door slamming) (intense upbeat music)
(glass shattering)
- Poor Utterson.
What am I doing to my friends?
If only they knew.
- [Annie] Dr. Jekyll. (tapping at door)
Dr. Jekyll!
(strident tones)
Dr. Jekyll, it's Annie.
I've brought your morning tea.
- Leave it there, Annie.
I'll get it in a minute.
(glass shattering)
(Hyde gasping)
(ominous music)
- Will I bring your morning tea, sir?
(Hyde grumbling)
- Oh, I'm glad he wasn't up there with the doctor.
I got a real fright, I did,
seeing him here this morning in the house.
- He gives me the crepes.
I can't see what the master wants with him.
- I never saw such a ugly face.
- Like the devil itself.
Mark my words, love,
there's something terrible going on in this house.
- The longer we live together,
the harder it is for me to control Hyde.
If Hyde takes over my body as well,
I will have to give up all the good things in my life.
(whistle blowing)
All my hopes for the future.
As Hyde, I have no friends.
I'm hated and feared.
My double life is becoming impossible.
I cannot continue as Hyde.
I must choose my better self, be rid of him forever.
- I'm glad I came by.
You've been looking much better lately.
More like your old self.
- I'm not so sure.
I can't help feeling restless.
I'm beginning to think I need a change.
- Perhaps a holiday.
You shouldn't work so hard.
- Oh, that's not what I mean.
I'm afraid you'll never understand it.
Now if you'll excuse me,
I need to get back to my study. Urgently.
Three times the dose.
That's got to stop him coming back.
(Jekyll choking)
(Hyde laughing)
- Dr. Jekyll, are you all right?
It's Poole and Bradshaw, sir.
- [Hyde] Go away. Leave me alone.
I'm all right. Just leave. Go away!
- What was that horrible scream?
- It was Mr. Hyde breaking loose.
We didn't know that at the time.
We thought poor Dr. Jekyll had lost his mind.
But it was Hyde.
He'd been locked away too long inside Dr. Jekyll,
all that time our Dr. Jekyll was his good self.
Then, without warning, Mr. Hyde came back,
like a wild animal escaping from its cage, roaring.
- Did he hurt you?
- No, I was lucky.
Dr. Jekyll should have tried to escape.
- He did. That's what started the doctor
taking larger doses of the drugs to get away from Hyde,
to try to stop Hyde appearing.
And that made him very sick.
The drugs weren't working, and I knew it.
(furniture crashing) (Hyde groaning)
(tapping at door) - Dr. Jekyll,
are you all right?
It's Poole and Bradshaw, sir.
- Go away! Leave me alone.
I'm all right. Just leave! Go away!
(cat hissing)
(ominous upbeat music)
(cat yowling)
(glass shattering) (cat yowling)
Blame Jekyll. He kept me imprisoned all those months,
afraid to let me out. Now it's my turn.
Edward Hyde is free once more!
(man humming)
(jaunty music)
(man groaning)
(Annie gasping)
(Hyde growling)
(dull thudding) (Hyde laughing)
(Annie screaming)
(Hyde cackling)
- Extra, extra, read all about it!
- Mystery killer named!
- Police hunt Edward Hyde!
Extra, extra! Killer vanishes!
(tapping on door)
- I had to come.
You must've heard the news.
- Of course.
The paper boys are shouting it from the street corners.
- I need to be sure, Henry,
that you you're not hiding the fiend.
I fear the murder weapon was your own walking stick,
stolen from you no doubt.
If you were not my friend and client,
I'd have to report that to the police.
- You mustn't do that! Hyde's not here.
I will never see him again, I swear to you. Look.
Dear Henry,
I know you will be shocked at all I have done.
You're well rid of me.
I will disappear.
And I promise, you will never hear from me again.
- I'd like to keep this if I may.
Now there's one more thing I must know.
Did Hyde tell you what to write in that will of yours?
Then there's no doubt, he meant to murder you too!
- I think I'll take a walk, Poole.
I've been stuck in the house too long.
Now I feel like some fresh air.
- I'm glad you're better, sir.
A lovely day for a stroll.
(soft happy music)
(Jekyll gasping)
(Hyde growling)
- Edward Hyde, murderer!
(Hyde growling)
- Bring me pen and paper right away
and I'll call when I'm ready.
I'll need someone to deliver a couple of letters urgently.
(door slamming)
To Dr. Hastie Lanyon.
- Don't let your dinner get cold, dovey.
Whatever it is can wait.
- Not so, my dear.
This is a most urgent demand for help from a colleague.
He asks me to meet with a friend of his at midnight.
- I don't like the sound of that, Hastie.
Can't it wait till after dinner?
- No I'm afraid not.
He says it's all in the cause of medicine.
I must go this instant, but I have an urgent errand first.
- My instructions from Dr. Jekyll, sir,
are to open that door, whatever the cost,
even if it means breaking it down.
I'm sure I don't understand.
I'm worried about the master.
- Yes, I understand your fears, Poole.
When did he leave the house?
- This morning, sir.
He said he wanted some fresh air.
He was only going to the park and back.
- Well he obviously got caught up somewhere
and needs our help,
though I'll admit this is a strange way of getting it.
- Well there you are, guv. Sorry it took so long.
I could've broke into the Bank of England
in half the time, eh? (laughs)
- Fourth from the top.
Hmm, I'd say Dr. Jekyll mixed these himself.
Pack the drawer with straw, then wrap a sheet around it.
That way I can carry it home without spilling the contents.
Oh, don't worry Poole. I'm sure to see him this evening.
(clock chiming)
(tapping at door)
You've come from Dr. Jekyll?
- Yes.
(jaunty music)
(ominous tones) - Edward Hyde!
You're Edward Hyde, the murderer!
- At your service, Dr. Lanyon.
And I wouldn't call the police if I were you.
Not if you care about your friend, Henry Jekyll.
- Henry? If you've harmed Henry, I swear I'll--
- Dr. Jekyll is safe enough in the mean time.
In fact, this was all his idea.
Did you bring the cabinet drawer?
- Yes.
There, behind the chair.
- Now watch carefully, Lanyon.
I'm about to show you something that can bring you
fame and power like you've never imagined.
- Now look here, sir.
You didn't come in the middle of a night
to waste my time and speak in riddles.
Get on with it!
- So be it.
And now, Dr. Lanyon, for you, who for so long
scorned the idea of a connection between medicine
and the forces of good and evil.
(Hyde gasping)
- Henry!
Oh my God!
It's you!
Henry...
- Oh dear. Perhaps I shouldn't have told them that.
Too frightening.
- No, no! - Tell us more, tell us more!
- Well, after that dreadful night
(thunder crashing)
Dr. Jekyll became a prisoner in his own home.
Seeing no one, terrified to go out lest the monster,
Edward Hyde, reappear.
His only hope being that he might discover a drug
that will make Hyde disappear forever.
Meanwhile, not far away, Dr. Jekyll's dear friend,
Dr. Lanyon, lay gravely ill.
Such was the effect of learning the awful secret.
And then, Mr. Utterson, the lawyer, called.
- My dear Mrs. Lanyon, what is it?
Surely things can't be that bad.
- Only last week, it was. Fate stepped in.
A week ago he was himself, good as gold,
and now I fear he's dying.
- But what happened? He must have told you.
- He refuses to speak of it.
He says he cannot.
There was an urgent call, a mysterious note.
He went out, and that's all I know.
- Perhaps as his oldest friend, and a lawyer,
he might trust me.
- I will never recover.
A matter of weeks, if that.
- My dear chap, surely with good medicine...
- There is nothing I can take to change the way I feel.
I wish there were.
- Perhaps your illness is catching.
Jekyll is sick too. Have you seen him lately?
- Don't mention that name to me.
I finished with that man.
I don't ever want to see or hear of him again.
- He refuses to see me.
- I'm not surprised.
One day you might learn the truth of this, but don't ask me.
Now if you'd like to talk of other things, please stay.
Otherwise, go.
- I have your order from the chemist, Dr. Jekyll.
(Hyde growling) (ominous music)
- Here you are, Mr. Poole, sit down.
- You look like you've seen a ghost.
- I only saw him for a minute,
but it made my hair stand on end.
If that was the master,
why was he wearing a mask on his face?
- Maybe he's caught one of those horrible diseases
that marks your face.
- That would explain the mask, and his strange voice.
- And not wanting to see his friends.
- And why he needs that drug from the chemist.
- And why he won't let us near him.
- But I've served him 20 years.
Why would he cry out like a rat and run from me?
(door opening)
- I was picking herbs out in the side garden, when suddenly
this parcel was thrown from the window upstairs.
It just missed me!
Half scared me to death, it did.
It had another note tied to it.
- Quick, Cook, the smelling salts.
- Poole, this drug you brought me today is useless.
Without delay, go again and send Bradshaw and Annie out
as well, if necessary, to every chemist in London.
- Glory be! You'll all be gone for weeks.
(tapping at door)
- Good heavens, Poole! What brings you here at this hour?
What is the matter?
- Mr. Utterson, something's terribly wrong.
There's been a horrible crime.
- What sort of crime? Whatever do you mean?
- I can't say what I mean, sir.
Please come and see for yourself.
(tapping at door) (Cook shrieking)
- Thank goodness, it's Mr. Utterson!
Begging your pardon, sir. We're all so afraid.
- He's been screaming for that drug again.
- What drug?
- We don't rightly know, sir, but whatever it's for,
it's wanted very urgently.
He wrote this note a week ago
and we can't get the right stuff for him.
To Moore and Company, druggists.
Two years ago, I bought a large quantity of these drugs
from you for experiments.
What you sent me is inferior and will not work.
Whatever the cost, for God's sake, find me the old stuff.
- Did you get it?
- We've been to every chemist in London.
We don't know what to do next.
(Hyde screaming)
- I knew it! Something bad's happened to the master!
Oh God! That's Mr. Hyde up there.
He's murdering the master!
- Good lord! Hyde? Are you sure?
- We fear it might be, sir.
- Did you call the police?
- You being Dr. Jekyll's lawyer,
we thought you'd tell us what to do.
- Well, then we must act!
- Ladies, you stay here.
It's unlikely he'll get past us,
but just in case, be on the ready.
Calm yourself, Bradshaw, we're all nervous,
but we'll soon put an end to it.
You go round the corner and wait outside the back entrance.
Whatever happens, I take all responsibility.
If we have to, Poole and I
will force our way into the study.
We'll give you 10 minutes to be ready at your places. Go!
(suspenseful music)
(floor creaking)
(lock rattling)
Right. Down with the door. Now!
(ax thudding)
(ominous music)
There's something terribly sinister about all of this.
- Look, the drugs we were searching for.
And this. It's addressed to you, sir.
It says the last will and testament of Dr. Henry Jekyll.
- What?
- What is it, sir? Are you all right?
- I'm stunned.
Dr. Jekyll has left me his fortune.
But if Hyde knew that, why did he not destroy this document?
- Perhaps he never had time, sir,
with us breaking in like we did.
- Perhaps. What else is there?
- The rest of the papers, sir.
A letter written with today's date from the master.
There are more notes, too.
- I think we might find answers here
to many of the puzzles that have troubled us.
What we must do is try to save
your master's reputation and good name.
- Yes, sir.
- Give me enough time to read these papers.
Then we'll call the police.
- It still upsets me.
It was a terrible time for all of us.
- Don't cry, Nanny.
- What did you do then?
- Well, it wasn't long after, Mr. Utterson sold the house
and we all went to work for other people.
Oh now, boys. We've had more than enough for one night.
Oh, it's long past your bedtime.
Time to turn off the light and say good night.
- Good night, Nanny.
- Good night, Nanny.
(soft music)
- Extra, extra, read all about it!
Edward Hyde found dead. Famous doctor disappears.
Sensation, read all about it!
- Well, at least he's at peace now.
- Yes, a small consolation. Dreadful business. Dreadful.
- We all know that buried here is our friend, Dr. Jekyll,
not the monster Edward Hyde, as the authorities think.
I suggest we should tell no one of what we know.
It would serve no purpose except to blemish the reputation
of a fine man.
- Besides, who would believe it anyway?
- Indeed. Who would believe it?
- I think we should go.
- God rest your soul, Dr. Jekyll.
(ominous music)