Ritual (2002) - full transcript

Oh!

What's up my people?
Welcome to Jamaica, man.

This is your old bosom bloody, The Cryptkeeper.
- Nice hair.

Ain't they cool?
Only they call these deadlocks! Ha ha!

Oh! One of the things I love about
Jamaica is the eye-popping honeys...

Of course I'd prefer them with a little
less meat on their bones.

Or better yet... just bones! Ha ha!

Thanks! But that's not what I've been meaning
when I say... I want a little head. Ha ha!

Anyway man. I just wrapped my new
movie here in Jamaica.

Where they dance, smoke grass, and all the
nice girls be in the voodoo trance.

What a place to work. You've got mangos,
papayas, tourists...



and they're all so delicious! Ha ha!

So enough of the jabberin'... our movie
awaits. So sit back and relax kiddies...

and don't worry... be happy.
The beast is yet to come! Ha ha ha!

♪

Tonight.

Dori. Dori, listen.
I-I-I don't know.

Yes, please, please, please.
No. Listen.

You have to.
Listen to me.

Listen, I don't...
I don't think I...

oh, no.

Uh, no, thank you.

Land here is
extraordinarily valuable.

Millions and millions
of dollars.

Agriculture really isn't
the way to go anymore.



The real value is in tourism.
Mm-hmm. Thank you.

I... no, thank you.

I'm seeing hotels...
Uh-huh.

Resorts, casinos, the works.
Uh-huh.

You know?

If you're really serious
about this, here's my card.

You call me any time you like.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Oh, honey, I want you
to meet Dr. Matthew Hope.

Doctor, this is my honey
and partner... Scott.

How do you do?

I've just been considering your
lady's real estate, um, tips.

Such a pleasure.

Ooh, wicked girls.

Not for long.

All I want is
jerk chicken, jerk fish,

jerk pork...

More jerk chicken, sir?

She's a work of art,
isn't she, superintendent?

Which I will own someday.

I don't believe she's for sale.

Everyone is for sale, doctor.

Really?

How's your jerk?

Attention, everybody.

Please...

Settle everybody.

Settle.

Thank you.

Now, we've all gathered
here today

for a very special occasion...

my baby brother Wesley's
birthday.

And I know you were all looking
forward to partying

with the island wild man...
as I was...

but, unfortunately,
Dr. Winsvold has informed me

that Wesley is feeling
a bit under the weather.

Aw! Aw! Aw!

So, if you'll join me
in a toast

to Wesley's good health...
to Wesley!

To Wesley!

Rock on!

♪ Sooner or later ♪

♪ When the love... ♪

♪ hurts you like she's done
in the past ♪

Dori, listen, I know I said I'd
help you, but...

It's... it's just too dangerous
right now and...

You said it would be easy
to do a DNA test

to tell who the father
of the baby is.

It's too dangerous.

No, stop this, please.

Don't... I-I...
Look, I-I...

Come on. Please.
You promised.

Dori, this is very dangerous.

Oh, my God, Dori.

This... Dori, we shouldn't
be doing this.

Dori, we shou...
just...

God!

Please, please, please...

the test first.

No, no.

Yes, sir.

I'll be more relaxed
when I know, yeah?

Yeah?

Please?

Yes.

Uh-huh.

♪ Let's get back to what ♪

♪ real-ly ma-tters... ♪

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

My God. Oh, my God.

Doctor?

Doctor?

♪ To what really matters... ♪

♪ Oh... ♪

He's dead.

Oh, move, move, move, move!

Squeeze my hand.

...To cardiology.

Hey...

Help... Me.

I will, honey.

How close are we
to maximum dosage?

We're there.

Dr. Javitz...

Dr. Javitz.

Oh, Alice, you're going down?

No, Dr. Javitz,
it's Jenny Garcia.

I know. Nothing's working.
No, please, just hear me out.

I know you said no
to the raptomycin,

but we've got nothing to lose,

and it's been working really
well in the clinical trials.

For God's sake, that's enough.

The review board
takes a long time

to determine compassionate use,

and you don't want me
to repeat my speech

on the use
of non-fda-approved drugs

and disastrous
career consequences.

This child
is not gonna make it.

Do not turn me into
the heartless, crusty,

head of a department

who's going to be making
big speeches

about liability and insurance
companies and all that crap.

You know better.

Hey, Phil.

To what do I owe the pleasure?
Can I have an amp of raptomycin?

Dr. Javitz and the review board
gave you the thumbs-up

for compassionate use?

Uh-huh.
Really?

Do you have it in writing?

Look, Phil,
I'm in a huge hurry.

I don't have time for this.

I told you I got
the approval, all right?

You know what they say...

No good deed goes unpunished.

That's a chance
I'll have to take.

Code blue!

Oh!

Well, if you expect me
to jump on a chair,

don't hold your breath.

How 'bout a piece of cheese?

Help... Me.

"Dear Dr. Dodgson,
you are a talented doctor,

"a caring person,
and under no circumstances

"should you blame
yourself for Jenny's death.

"However,
by prescribing raptomycin

"and disobeying
my specific instructions,

"you have compromised this
institution's legal standing.

"I have no choice
but to recommend

"that your license be suspended
for no less than two years.

Yours, Dr. Javitz."

Dr. Javitz.

Yes, it's...
it's Alice Dodgson.

Yeah, I-I'm calling to...
to ask you for a favor if...

if you think that's appropriate.

I'm... I realize that I can't
practice medicine

for the next two years, but...

Well, there... there is
a medical referral service,

and they're offering
an overseas position

which doesn't require
a license.

Yeah, the patient was diagnosed
with atypical lymphocytosis,

slipped into a coma
twice last year.

Lives in Jamaica...
some out-of-the-way place.

They want someone to give
supportive care.

Oh, well, I'm...
I'm calling you because...

Because I... well, they do ask
for a reference,

and although I do have
other references,

I... I think
that they should know

why I had my license suspended

before they decide whether
or not they want to hire me.

Welcome.
Welcome to Jamaica.

Welcome.

Welcome to Jamaica.

Hope you enjoy your stay.

♪ Way back in the day... ♪

♪ the vibes and the drum
and the bass ♪

hey...

How you doin'?

I am fine, baby girl.

And you are very fine, too,
you know.

But me at work now.

Normally, I would love to make
your acquaintance

and show you a good time,
but me have to work.

I'm... I'm Dr. Dodgson.

I'm J.B. I'm sorry.

Can I help you?

No, I'm fine.

Yes.
Actually, very fine.

Yes, yes.

So, you are from
New York?

Uh-huh.
Yeah, man.

Me, I want to go to New York
and live there, you know.

Really? I thought Jamaica
was like a paradise.

For tourists.

For Jamaicans,
life is very hard, you know.

Why does everyone
carry machetes?

For work.

And protection.

Are the mountains dangerous?

Hmm.

Some parts, yes.

Like I said,
life can be very hard here.

The people are very, very poor.

The Claybourne estate is
up there in the mountains...

sugarcane fields,
mango, ugli fruit

as far as the eye can see.

What's going on up there?

Oh, they are burning
the sugarcane

to bring in the harvest.
Uh-huh.

It's a seasonal thing,
you know.

Hey, that's my father up there.

Do you mind if I say hello?

No.

Go ahead.

Help... Me.

Oh...

I'm sorry. You all right?

I'm... I'm...
I'm great.

It's really hot.

I shouldn't have stopped
so close to the fire.

Oh, no, no.
No problem.

You know, my father's like you, you know.
He's a doctor.

Oh. Really?

Um, what school did he go to?

No school.

He's originally from Haiti.

He's what you call
a houngan...

a kind of voodoo priest,
a healer.

Yeah, I want the full amount
wired to Luxembourg.

Yeah, I know I agreed
to pay you and the others

from the escrow account.

I just think this is
much cleaner and safer.

Yeah...
I'll call you right back.

I have somebody I want you to meet.

Dr. Alice Dodgson.

Pleased to meet you.
Paul Claybourne.

Well, welcome to wonderland,
Alice.

Come in.
Thank you.

J.B., could you get Violette
to get us

something cold to drink, please?
Yeah, man.

Let's step out onto the terrace.
Violette...

It's, uh... Mr. Paul would like you
to bring him

much cooler out there.
And the doctor something cool to drink.

So, Dr. Javitz told me that
you're a wonderful doctor,

says that you're
quite a fighter.

You never give up on a patient.

He also told you I had
my license suspended.

Well, any doctor who would take a job so
I'm gonna need a release from you stating...

In this godforsaken place
has to have some problems.

Dr. Javitz also told me
what happened.

And I have to say
I really admire you.

I just hope you can help
my brother.

You see, he's the, uh,
only family that I have left.

I love him very much.
Thank you.

Violette,
this is Dr. Dodgson.

Hello.
She'll be staying with us for a while.

Thank you, dear.

Violette and Ramon here...

they've been with us forever.

They're... they're
really like family.

They practically raised
Wesley and I.

So if there's anything you need,
just, uh, just ask.

Mr. Claybourne...

If your brother
has encephalitis,

there's not much
I can do for him

except monitor his condition and put him
on a healthy regimen.

That's not gonna be easy.

You see, encephalitis is just
part of the problem.

What's the other part?

He has, um, he has
brain seizures and...

oh, well, that's not uncommon

for someone with encephalitis.
You don't understand.

What makes the medical problem
difficult is...

This is gonna sound strange.

My brother, uh...

He thinks that, uh,
he's a zombie.

Well, not really a zombie.

He thinks someone is
messing with his mind.

Hi.

Oh. Hi.

I'm sorry.

Dr. Dodgson...

I'm caro.
Uh-huh.

Paul thought
maybe I could help you.

I used to help
Dr. Winsvold.

Minor stuff.
Actually...

Maybe you could help me
with something here.

I'm just going through
Wesley's medical records,

just trying to
get up to speed here and...

And I get data up to
three months ago.

After that date, nothing...
which makes no sense.

That's strange.

When did Dr. Winsvold leave?
Two months ago, right?

So there's a one-month gap
in the data.

Uh, he didn't leave.
He died.

He what?

Didn't Paul...

Oh, maybe I shouldn't...

No. No, maybe
I misunderstood him.

What did he die of?

I think it was a heart attack.

Mr. Hope... friend of Paul...
used to be a doctor.

He came and examined the body.

I think he said it was
a heart attack.

You're very pretty.

Hmm?

Would you model for me?

I'm sorry... what?

Do you want to model for me?

I sculpt.

Oh.

If you have some time.

So, when are you going to
go see Wesley?

Tomorrow morning.

I can go with you,
if you'd like.

He's a little funny at first,

but I get along with him.

He's great.

Wesley was a great musician.

And he is so funny.

You sound like
you're in love with him.

Everybody is in love with him.

Come, master.
Get in the car.

Aah!

You see what I'm talking about?

Where is he going?

I don't know.

I ask him,
but he won't tell me.

Can I get you something?
Perhaps a nightcap?

Oh, no, thanks.

I'm just gonna get
a good night's sleep,

focus on the challenge.

Well, that it is.

But I feel you're up for it.

Night, Alice.

Good night.

Sleep tight.
Okay.

If you change your mind
about that nightcap...

Aah!

Dr. Dodgson...

Doctor, are you okay?

Ahhhhhh!

Aah! Aah!

Oh! Aah!

Aah!

Comin'.

Comin'!

Hi.

Good morning.

Hi, um, uh...

I'm sorry if I woke...
did I wake you up?

No, I'll be ready in a minute.

You know, um, I...
I can go by myself.

And, you know, it's quite nice.

I can just, you know,
kind of wander around.

W-whatever.

Um...
Come on, girl.

I'll put on some coffee.

Um...

Wow, you're really...
really good.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I don't sell much.

Well, uh, you know, if I had money, I'd...
I'd buy one.

You're a doctor,
and you're not rich?

That's right.

Girl, we both got to get serious
about gettin' rich...

While we're still young
and beautiful.

So, listen...

Last night I... I found
something in my shower.

A mongoose?

Oh, they're all over the place.

No, not a mongoose.
Uh...

It was a doll with
rusty nails stuck in it.

Somebody put obeah on you.

But don't worry, it only work
if you believe it does.

What's obeah?

Obeah. It's voodoo.

Jamaican version.

If you don't take it
too seriously,

it's like disco.

Voodoo is like disco?

Yeah, you know, you dance hard,

you drink a lot of rum,

smoke some ganja.

Your head goes
to a different place.

You feel sexy and fun...

Really, really loose.

So, the airlines lost
your luggage.

My luggage? No.

Oh, because of
what I'm wearing?

Oh, no, this isn't what
I was wearing yesterday.

I mean, it looks like what I was wearing
'cause I have multiples

just, you know,
to keep things simple.

It's just a fresh pair.

Really?
It's like a uniform.

So, you're gonna let me lend you a dress
for dinner tonight?

A dress?

Doctor...

Wesley lives there.

Maybe I should go first,

just to get him ready.

Is that okay?

Yeah.
All right.

Wesley?

Doctor...

Rough night.

Wesley, come on.

Wesley.

Hi.

Dr. Alice Dodgson.

You know, I'm gonna
be honest with you.

I don't need a doctor.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Does my breath smell awful?

I've smelled worse.

So, how are you doing
this morning?

Wow...

So young and already so deep
into the medical bull...

If I felt great,

why would my brother drag you
all the way out here?

Just so...

Uh...

Sit down.
Sit down.

You know, I hate to sound like those
doctors that you're so fond of,

but drinking
and lymphocytosis...

pretty bad mix.

What makes you think
that I have lymphocytosis?

Your medical records.

Actually, my medical records
say "atypical lymphocytosis."

Atypical, as in,

"we don't know what the...
We're talking about."

So, if you don't mind, I'm gonna take
your blood pressure,

listen to your heart and lungs.

Open your shirt.

Wow, looks like I got myself
my own Polidori.

What's a Polidori?

Byron's Polidori?

Give me a big breath.

I-I'm impressed.

I've never met a doctor
who reads poetry.

Who's Byron?

What's a Polidori?

Big breath.

Byron the poet had a personal physician
named Polidori.

Did you know that Polidori
had a big crush on Byron?

Byron was a batty boy.
A really big crush.

All right, um, roll up
your shirt sleeve, please.

I'm gonna take your blood
pressure, take some blood.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
No blood.

Sorry, I'm sick of you
doctors sucking my blood.

You see, what I have,

there is nothing that
you can do anything about.

What is it that
you think you have?

You wouldn't understand.

If I'm gonna be able
to help you at all...

This is over.
It's over, I said!

I'm sorry.

It's just nothing has worked.

Does he really think
he's a zombie?

I mean, that's bizarre.
He seems like a smart guy.

Oh, and where does he go
at night?

What, you don't want
to tell me?

No, it's not that.

I know
it's obeah-related.

How can I help him if...

I just don't know
exactly what he does.

Okay, um, do you know
where I can find J.B.?

As a voodoo priest,

could your father turn
someone into a zombie?

My father...

I don't know if he'll talk
to you about such things.

I'm asking just so
I can understand, you know,

what Wesley considers
to be his problem.

How is it defined?

What are the symptoms
of that state?

It's a sickness of the soul.

If someone's soul is sick,

do you know which
medicines to give him?

No, I don't do souls.

What you look for?
My sunglasses.

I thought maybe I left them
here yesterday.

Y-you're not
going to tell, no?

Can you drive?
Yeah, man.

I am fine.

Actually...

Very fine.

W-w-w-wait.
Back up.

Wha...

there's a man in that tree.

It's a ceremony.

Like communing with nature.

It's like getting your head
to stop thinking so much

so you can see more clear.

Lord, it's hot, eh?

J.B., what's wrong?

J.B.! J.B.!

What are you...

J.B.!

What wrong with you?!

Oh, my God!

What the hell's wrong
with you?

Oh, you gotta stop smoking
that stuff.

Move over. I'm driving.

J.B., these people
need a doctor.

So, if your father
would like, I could, uh...

I could come up here
two or three times a week.

What you talk about?
He is a doctor.

Why you think all these people come here to see him?
I didn't mean...

he's healed many people,
you know?

Just wait over here
by the worship house.

Where?

Here.

What's wrong with this guy?

His relatives think
an obeah priest

blow dust, poison, 'pon him,
make him a zombie.

Why the shackles?

So he don't go to work
for the obeah priest.

Soon come.

O...

Okay.

Hi.

Respect.

Oh. Thank you for taking the time...
Two minutes.

I've got people waiting.
I understand.

I wanted to ask your advice.

I have a patient who...

who thinks someone's
made him a zombie.

Wesley?

Yes.

There is nothing I can do
to help him.

The obeah man doing it to him

is bigger than me.

Bigger than you?

Can you please put me in touch
with this bigger man?

No.

Is he trying to harm Wesley?

Look...

oh, my God!
Oh, my God!

Aah! No!

No! No, no, no!

No, no!

What's wrong?

His heart is racing.
Is he epileptic?

D-does he need medicine?

Medicines won't do
no good. Papa, okay.

Okay. Okay.

Look at ya!

Oh, my God!

Is it okay?

I made a big mistake
lending you that dress!

Now everybody will be looking
at you and not at me.

Look at you!
Come on, tell the truth.

What?
You exercise.

Well, I run, yeah.
Really?

Yeah. You can come with me
sometime.

Oh, God. No, girl.
I don't have any sneakers.

Come on, I'll introduce you.

That's Jackson.

Hi.

That's a big guy.

Not so big.

This is Matthew hope,

the smartest, nicest, and craziest man
in all of Jamaica.

This is Wesley's new doctor,
Alice Dodgson.

Nice to meet you.

Nobody looked like you when I went
to medical school...

Back in the middle ages.

Oh, so you're a doctor?

Was. I mostly do
veterinary work now

and odd bits of research.

Oh, what do you research?

He's a big
poom-poom researcher.

Oh, what's poom-poom?

Such bad class.
Thank you.

What's poom-poom?

Come on.

What? Why's everyone laughing?
What's poom-poom?

Ah, poom-poom.

Now, this is a question
that deserves an answer.

I don't...
No, no, no... hold on a second.

I'm very interested...

What is poom-poom?

Oh, you're kidding.
No!

You're kidding! Oh!

I didn't get much opportunity
for shop talk.

Spider to obeah is as
the snake is to voodoo.

Why spider?

It's the wisest
of all creatures.

No direct conflict
with the prey...

just lays traps, waits,
and then boom!

I'm surprised you'd be
interested in it.

Oh, my interest
is purely professional.

I have a patient
who's interested in it.

Poor Wesley.

Is he expected?

Well, Paul was hoping, but...

It's tough on both these boys.

First the mother tragedy,
then Wesley so sick.

You know, I have this
fabulous property in negril.

Thank you.

What happened to the mother?

Murdered, 20 years ago.
Horrible thing.

Caro's mother, also...
same way, a month earlier.

How?

Little chop-chop.

Machete action.

Wesley!

Wes!

Wesley, you look
so much better.

Thank you.

Come on.
Your seat's all ready for you.

Oh, that's great.

Uh, but, uh, maybe I should
sit next to the doctor...

just, uh...
just in case I need

some sudden medical attention.

As you wish.

Ah.

Oh, Wesley!

It's so wonderful

to see you back
at the dinner table again.

I missed your cooking.

Sit down, sit down.

So sick of that crap
those doctors made me eat.

The smell makes me feel
better already.

So, Polidori,
how do you like Jamaica?

I like Jamaica very much,
your lordship.

Every day
I learn something new.

What did you learn today,
Polidori?

Today I learned
what poom-poom is.

A napkin, your lordship?

Goodness!

Woman ?2: Oh, yay!

Whatever you're doing
for him, it's working.

I haven't seen him like this
in over a year.

Oh, it's not me.

I haven't done anything yet...

But I will.

Come on, Wesley!

Does anybody want to dance
with me?

Whoo!

Whoo!

Yeah, baby!

Come on, baby!

Here we go, now!

Come on, now!

Once the estate sells,

the brown bitch
will be hocking her wares

on the street,
where she belongs.

I love it!

Don't you find her repulsive?

Actually, no.
I think she's a great girl.

Did you just say Paul
is selling the estate?

Get your hands off my girl!
Cut it out!

What?

Come here!

Easy, man!

Let him go!

Hey, stop that!

Don't you have any shame?!

Thank you for coming.
Good to see you.

- Fabulous.
- I mean, I just...

good night, Paul.
Good night.

No, no, I am not...
- Stop it!

I want you to go right to bed.
Stop it!

Yours or mine?

- Shut up!
- Loosen up for once!

I'm serious.

I want you to go
straight to bed.

Your doctor is dead set
on getting you better.

You know, there are all kinds of ways of
getting better.

I think doctors need to be open

to all kinds of treatments.

So should patients.

Go to sleep.

Good night.

I can't believe you were prancing around with that
little native slut.

Do you know how revolting
you looked?

I don't know why Paul even allows her to
live on the estate.

Or maybe he's doing her, too. You know,
I wouldn't be surprised.

I heard the guy fathered a child with
one of his own servant girls.

It was just disgusting.

Don't you dare raise the volume on me!
You're being so rude!

Aaaaah!

What the hell was that?

I'll check.

Beautiful.

It's a flat tire.

Pop the trunk.

Is this gonna take long?

It's a little creepy out here.

Scott?

Scott?

Scott?
I want to go home.

Wesley! Open up!

Alice.

Alice.

Wesley, are you in there?

Wesley?

Let me help you.

Aah!

Wait.
J.B.

I only wanted to talk to you
without them knowing.

Them?
Who is "them," J.B.?

The bigger man?

If I tell you, I dead.

Please, for your own sake,
just leave the place tonight.

Just run.

They are more powerful
than anything, anyone.

They make you sick physically.

When I catch fever,
when your resistance is gone,

t-t-they get inside
your mind, your brain.

You get these visions.
They're scary, very real.

Now they give me
the same dumb mirage sickness.

J.B., I am not big on
running away from anything.

I will go at this until
I figure it out, okay...

J.B.?

J.B.?

Caro, are you asleep?

Comin'!

Comin'!

Ay!

Oh.

Hi.

Hi.

I just wanted to thank you

for lending me the dress
and the shoes.

What are those for?
Well, they're...

I thought maybe you'd want
to go running,

but, uh, I see you're busy.

Busy?

Men... no stamina.

We grew up together...
Paul, Wesley, J.B., and me.

Oh.

Violette used to take us

up to Julian's, J.B.'S father,
on Sundays.

I heard about your mother.

My mother?
And Wesley and Paul's.

That must have been very
difficult for all of you.

Yeah. My poor mother.

She was Haitian, you know.

She came here
with all the others in 1962.

What others?

Oh, Julian, Ramon, Violette,

Mr. Claybourne's little Haitian
mafia. Very clever.

Wait, Alice.

That was the same year
Jamaica got its independence.

All the British landowners
freaked out...

thought there would be riots,

that the land
would be taken over.

So Mr. Claybourne came

and bought the estate
for almost nothing.

Thought he could scare
the locals

with voodoo crossed with obeah.

Ramon mess up their bodies,

and Julian mess up their souls.

Worked great for him.

Maybe we should get going.

Who's this guy?

I thought I knew everybody
who owned a bike.

Oh!

What's wrong with you, man?!
Are you crazy?!

Oh, my. Oh!

C-come on.
Let's run.

Oh, my God.

So, about
the two killings...

did they ever find out
who did it?

Nobody knows who did it.

Or maybe they do,
and they hushed it up.

Rich men can get away with,
well, you know.

So you think
Mr. Claybourne?

Me don't know.
He was a strange... Alice!

Ow!

Are you okay?
Oh, my God!

What?

Aaah!

Have you checked
on Wesley this morning?

No, not... not yet.

What does... what does that
have to do with anything?

Isn't it customary for a doctor to check
on their patient

first thing in the morning?

Customary? No.

No, Wesley likes to sleep late.

He needs his sleep.
Why would I wake him?

If him wake up late, that mean him go to
sleep late...

Very late.
- Let me go, man!

Let me go, man!
- Look who's here

with all kinds of
interesting scratches on.

Me not do nothin'!

That's exactly what
you said two months ago

when that other young lady
was found dead here.

What other young lady
was found dead?

Superintendent...

Those scratches...
That's me.

It must have been
a very special night.

I can practically hear
the moaning.

What other young lady
was found dead here?

Al...

look, please don't leave.
I can explain everything.

Explain? You never tell me
that the doctor before me

supposedly dies
of a heart attack.

You never tell me that a woman
is found slashed to ribbons

on the premises
that very same night.

Alice...
You never tell me that the police consider my patient

to be a possible
homicidal maniac.

You never tell me...
look, Alice...

I apologize, okay?

My brother is not a killer.
Oh, really?

So you can swear that
he was with you last night,

because I can tell you
one thing for sure

is he was not in his room.

What the hell?

Oh, yeah. Wait. Wait.

Isn't this nice?

Do you like that?
Do you like that?

Mr. Claybourne,
I am done here.

You're gonna have to find
yourself another doctor.

Dr. Dodgson, please.

You see, you don't understand.

Wesley and I,

we spent our entire childhood

in a boarding school
in New York.

He's the only family
that I have.

I'm just afraid of losing him.

I should never have
come back here.

This is not a good place.

Like hell it's not.

This is a beautiful place.

What our father did to it
is a tragedy.

Wesley, are you all right?

You think that I killed
those people?

Well, where were you
last night after dinner?

I don't know.

What do you mean,
you don't know?

I have... These...

I don't know...
blackouts.

It's like a fever.

It... it takes me over.

It's like I'm
some kind of zombie.

When we were kids,

we used to go to these
ceremonies up in the hills.

Do you remember?

It was really exciting.

I was all under control.

A couple of years ago...

I started to go back.

Well...

I wasn't in control anymore.

Then why don't you stop going?

Oh, because I can't.

Look, doctor, we can
replace anything that you need.

I can have it flown in from
Miami within 48 hours, okay?

I can get you 24-hour security
here on the estate.

We can get you anything you
need, just please, you know,

don't give up on us.

I'm gonna need a sample
of his blood.

Thanks.

Alice!

So they talked you
into stayin'!

I knew it!

I see the way you look at Wesley and your
poom-poom just take over!

Whoa, slow down, please!

The blood samples!

It's him again!
Who again?

That guy on the bike,
the one from this morning.

You know, he could have killed
that real-estate woman.

There is no one there.

I'm not taking any chances.
Hold on!

Caro...

Caro, turn around!

Aah!
Aah!

Caro, look up there!

Aah!
Aah!

Are you hurt?

That guy...

What guy?!

There was no guy!

What do you mean,
there was no guy?

Don't start messin'
with my mind, Alice.

I know what I saw! Ow!

You're hallucinating.

I'm sorry,
but I think that you have...

the same thing
that Wesley and J.B. Have.

I don't have anything!

I don't have anything,
and if I did,

I wouldn't want to know
about it!

Wesley's... Is incurable,
and if I had it...

which I don't...

It would ruin my day.

I'll be more than happy

to have these analyzed
for you, Dr. Dodgson,

but the day shift
is almost finished.

It will have to be done
during the night shift.

I'll have the results
for you tomorrow.

This won't hurt.

Caro has a medical problem,

and I want to make sure
you didn't contract it.

Almost got it.
Okay?

Dispatch...
come in, dispatch...

So, how are you feeling?

Like swimmin'.

We should...
come on.

Let's go get Matthew
and Wesley.

You know, I really think
that you should...

what, buy a swimming suit?
I got one right here.

You know, you're really gonna have to stop
being so cool

'cause I'm gonna wind up wanting
to be exactly like you.

Oh, God forbid!

One of me is more than enough.

Matthew!

We thought we heard voices.

So... Where we all going?

Whoo-hoo!

Aah!

I just...
I just don't get it.

What is making
these people sick,

and why isn't it
more of an epidemic?

Why is it only people associated with
the Claybourne estate?

I, um, you know, I'm not sure.
- Alice, come on in, girl!

Come on!

For the 10th time,
I don't have a suit.

That's no excuse!

There's no one around
except Wesley...

he'll see you naked
sooner or later...

and Matthew,
who just might pay $100

to see you take off
them clothes!

Absolutely.

$200, if you'll take a check.

Yeah! Whoo!

Yeah!

Make it a certified check.

All right! Come on!
Come on!

♪ Give your lovin'
in the mornin', girl ♪

♪ give your lovin'
in the evenin', now ♪

♪ give your lovin'
at nighttime, too ♪

Wesley!

Is he in just such complete
denial about his condition?

This is very serious.

He could be dead in six months.

Oh, I could be dead tomorrow.

You could be dead tonight.

People here don't think
about that kind of thing.

Drink a little root juice,
smoke a little ganja.

Hey, baby.

Here, have some root juice.

Root juice?

They make it locally.

Two glasses of this,

you'll be purring louder
than Hercules here.

It's good.

Mmm.

Great.

Mr. Jackson,
a lady friend of yours

gave me a substantial
amount of money

for me to turn my back
at the right moment.

I believe she has a car
outside waiting for you.

Hit me right here, sir.

No, I just had that filling
put in yesterday.

This one.

Come, come.

Come on.

I don't think so!

Wow!

What?
What are you looking at?

You want to go for a walk?

Hey, you come to give me
a ride?

Mr. Jackson...

Out for a little walk?

This is great.

I can't wait to call home
and say, "guess what.

I just... I just, uh,
kissed a zombie."

You know what else?

I've seen people turn into
zombies up in the hills.

They have the dust
blown into their face,

the whole thing.

That's not what's wrong
with me.

I have something different.

I have someone messing
with my mind.

Wesley.

Wesley...

Please...

Rats.

Aah!

Yah!

Aaaah!

Aaaah!

Hi.

Yah!

Alice!

Alice!

Matthew?

Get my bag out of my desk!

Oh, my God!
This can't be happening!

She's coming out of it.

She's having some kind
of a seizure.

Breathe in.

Out. In.

Did anybody else...
Hear the drums?

Drums?

Then I just had the most
horrifyingly real dream

of my life.

I really got to learn to relax.

I got to chill out.

Hold her head!
Hold her head!

What's wrong?
We've got to get her to a doctor.

Try and support her.

Go. Watch your step.

I got the test results.

It's a virus like htlv-1,
but different.

It's a retrovirus...

rna converting into DNA,
but it's been altered.

I've never seen anything
like it.

Stick me and run a test.

For what?

The same virus.

"How's it hanging?"

That's one trip too many
to Miami.

L-listen, this is gonna
sound a little weird,

um, but it's on my mind.

Um, I was fine, you know,
with everything else,

but this girl, this doctor,

Alice, you know,
she's a good person,

and she has
nothing to do with this...

now, remember...
you know what I mean?

The deal closes in three days.

I know. God knows...
we don't want anything

to get in the way of all
that money, do we?

Please, if I can just
tell her what she has

or at least, you know,

um, nudge her in
the right direction...

it's a little late

to be getting self-righteous,
isn't it?

I'm not being
self-righteous,

but even a bastard like myself,

who has a total disregard
for morality...

Has to draw the line somewhere.

Hello. Dr. Shaba.

Sure. Just a second.

It's for you.

For me?

Yes?

Hello. It's Matthew.

Oh. Hi.

I hope you're feeling better.

I'm waiting for the results.

Well, listen...
I might have a thought or two

about the nature
of the, uh, problem...

the medical problem you're so concerned about.
Really?

It's just a hunch, but I think
it's worth checking out.

We're just taking
a little blood sample...

To help somebody

who needs to understand
what's happening to her.

Come in.

I'm in the back.

Alice, I've got something
really interesting to show you.

You got here a whole lot quicker
than I thought you...

oh. What...
what are you doing here?

In two days, me going be rich.

Hmm.

Me don't want anything
going wrong.

Now, listen, superintendent.

I have a piece
of the action, too,

and I need the money
just as badly as you do.

But like I told Paul...

T-this young girl can't do us any harm.

Why do any more damage
than we have... aah!

Well?

Positive...
same as you and Jackson.

You heard about Jackson?

No.
What about Jackson?

He was shot and killed.

Matthew?

Matthew?

Alice! Quick!

He's dead!

What are
the police doing here?

Paul's worried about
safety after the murders.

Maybe he's worried
about what will happen

when everybody finds out
they're out of a home and job.

What?

Why would people lose
their home and job?

That woman that was killed...
the real-estate broker...

told me that... that
he was selling the estate,

that the deal was
about to close.

Paul!

Are you out
of your... Mind?

What do you mean, the deal's
just about to close?

Never mind you didn't have
the respect or the decency

to ask me for my opinion...
Wesley...

But I think you also forgot that
I own 50 % of this place...

Could you please
just calm down?

And I have no intention
of selling this place!

Wes...

Wes, I have nothing but respect

if not complete admiration
for you, and I always have.

You know that.

But...
but your sickness...

oh, my sickness.

My sickness has nothing
to do with this!

Why would we sell this place?!

Not to mention our
responsibility to the people

that have lived and worked here
for the past 30-odd years.

Wes, we are not responsible
for these people's lives!

Agriculture is
no longer profitable.

We can't...
oh. I'm... I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to disturb you.

That's okay, Violette.
Could you put the drinks down?

I thought you might be thirsty.

While you're at it, Violette...

Get the...
Off my property!

What? Wesley!
I'm sorry.

I was trying to make him understand
what he's about to do

to people who are
like family to us.

What...
Violette, could you please leave us?

Wesley...
It's okay. It's okay.

Violette, would you please leave?!
Don't yell at her!

You calm down!
It's all right.

I'm sorry.
No, it's all right. I'm leaving.

I am not gonna let you
get away with this, Paul.

I will not sign off.

I don't need you to sign off!

I've gotten power of attorney.

You're no longer fit
to make decisions

regarding your own welfare.

Wesley, you'd better calm down.
You're a sick man.

You could very easily
end up dead.

Are you threatening me?

No.

I'm just reminding you of your
delicate medical condition.

You really could end up dead.

Violette?

Violette, it's Alice Dodgson.

Violette?

Oh!

Oh, Violette,
I'm sorry to bother you.

I just... I wanted to...
See if I could get your help.

It's about Wesley.

No.
Please.

It's... it's important.
I-I really need your help.

I can't.

Please.

Please don't say no.

So, do a lot of people
in Jamaica believe in obeah?

You know, they say

Haiti is 95 % catholic
and 100 % voodoo.

I suppose the same thing
applies to Jamaica

where obeah is concerned.

It's just that people don't
like to talk about it.

I'm not sure if Julian is
going to agree to help you,

because he's also very afraid.

Well, tell him
that his son is also sick

and the only way
we can help his son

is if we can figure out
who is infecting these people.

Now, Julian told me
that there's a bigger man...

an obeah man...

that is presumably
more powerful than he is.

Julian, he does white magic.
He heals people.

But... This bigger man...

He take Wesley's soul.

He take poor Wesley's soul.

Can you tell me who is it
that took Wesley's soul?

No, no.
I don't know. I don't know.

I don't...
I don't know anybody

who would do something
like that to Wesley.

He's such a good person.

When he got sick...

He thought he was going to die,

and he wrote his will.

And he left all his money
to the people who live here...

everybody.

Do you know anybody so good?

Alice?

This is for if your man leave
you and you want him back,

and, uh, this is for...

what about powder... dust...
that you use to make zombies?

Does that really exist?

I do not make zombies.

But if you wanted to,
could you?

To make someone into a zombie,
you will need...

A lot of hate in your heart...
anger.

I understand it's illegal,
and I'm not gonna tell anybody,

but technically,
do you know how it's done?

He could make a zombie
if he wanted to,

but he wouldn't.

But there is a way.

The powder...

It is like poison...

like they use in the Gulf war,

like... Biochemical poison.

It will not kill.

It will only take away
the humanity of the man...

the soul.

It... it take your will.

It's like you are there,
but you're not there.

Is it... is this permanent,
like that guy out there?

Not necessarily.

There is another powder.

You give it to somebody
who was made into a zombie.

But it will only work
if you give it in time.

You mean like an antidote?

Yeah.

Toxins and neurology, I get.

But the visions...
the mind thing...

how does that happen?

Is this really necessary?

Oh, come on.

You look beautiful.

Anyway, it makes the gods happy

when you make yourself
pretty for them.

Well, the first God
that looks down my blouse

gets a bloody nose.

Help... Me.

Help... Me.

Help... Me.

Help... Me.

Help... Me.

Alice, you all right?
You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I'm okay.

I just...

Something just... Happened.

I don't...
I just saw something.

Uh, thank you for...
thank you for taking me here.

Uh, I have to go now.

But what are you going to do?

What are you lookin' at?

You mean like an antidote?

Thank you.

♪ It's never too late
to make a positive change ♪

♪ never too late, oh, no ♪

♪ it's never too late
to make a positive change ♪

♪ never too late ♪

Polidori, what are you doing?

Dr. Polidori to you.

You want to know?
I'll tell you what I'm doing.

I am creating an antidote
to this virus.

♪ Over to you ♪

♪ every man, every woman ♪

How?

I'm going to inject
an animal with the virus

and let it create antibodies
that we can then use.

So you're saying it's curable?

Oh, yeah.
It's curable.

♪ It's never too late ♪

can I kiss you?

No, you can't kiss me!

Don't you want to know
about the virus?

Okay, okay.
What's the virus?

Okay, the virus is
a lot like lymphocytosis,

which is what's throwing
everybody off.

What we have is F.E.L.V.,
which is feline leukemia

which has been altered so that it can
infect human beings.

Now, what kind of a doctor
do you think

would be able to come up
with something like that?

Veterinarian.

Exactly.
And who do we know?

♪ Constantly create
new diseases ♪

Matthew hope.

Your charming brother
wants to sell the place,

knows that you'll block it,

so he gets the mysterious
"bigger man"

to infect you with the virus
and, with obeah,

basically render you
the village idiot.

No offense.
None taken.

Wait. If that's true,
why does Paul take the time

to get a first doctor
and a second doctor?

Why does he not
just let Wesley die?

No offense.

None taken, but go on.

Because this wonderful
village idiot writes a will

leaving his half of the property
to the workers.

Really?

The trick is to keep
young Wesley alive yet unwell.

So why kill Dr. Winsvold
and... and Dori?

The servant girl...

she was killed the same night
the doctor had the heart attack.

And then the real-estate
couple.

They had to get rid
of Dr. Winsvold

probably because he was
about to identify the virus,

which is why they deleted
the last month

of the medical records.

So they get rid of Matthew hope
and Jackson,

that real-estate woman gets
hacked up...

it sure looks to me

like somebody's covering
their tracks.

There's still a piece missing
that I will find if it kills me.

Bad choice of words.

No, the whole $100 million.

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

I'll... I'll call you
right back. Okay. Thank you.

Got good news.

Hey, you know, I'm
a little busy right now.

Well, great news
for Wesley, anyway.

Your brother's gonna be fine.

Really?

Wow.

You don't look happy.

Oh, that's great news.
Really.

I mean,
it's... it's a surprise.

Well, does he know?

He was first to know.

Hmm.

Oh, well, then, I guess we're gonna
have to celebrate, huh?

Is he in his room?

Oh, you know, he's not.

He's downtown at the courthouse

getting your power
of attorney revoked,

seeing as he's in full control
of his faculties.

Oh! Oh, also... I called a couple
friends of mine in New York,

and I said, "just check up
on me tomorrow...

you know,
in case I turn up dead."

Alice...

I think you're as crazy
as my brother.

Is there a problem,
superintendent?

No problem.

Just need to clear
some things up.

You care to join us?

We'll go back to the station.
It'll take a minute.

Okay.

I just need to go and see
the judge.

So if you don't mind
waiting five minutes...

we don't have five minutes.

Busy, busy day.

You have a warrant?

We don't need it.

I'll see you in five minutes.

Take him!

Get your hands off me!
Get your hands off me!

Violette!
- Hmm?

I can't find Wesley anywhere,
or the doctor.

The doctor's in
the livestock yard.

And Wesley?

I haven't seen Wesley all day.

Wesley!

Wesley!

Wesley?

I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!

Those drums...

Are not Julian's.

I have a very bad feeling.

Let's go.

Guys, I'm in a hurry!
Come on! Get out the way!

The road is closed.

What do mean, the road is closed?
Where are you going?

Caro...

You can't leave.
Caro...

It's unsafe.

When I need to ask
some big, fat slob...

For his opinion...

I'll call you.

I have an idea.

There's another way.

I haven't tried it
since I was a child.

It could be blocked.

Could be a little scary.

Okay.

How...
how is this a way out?

The original plantation owner
built an escape tunnel

in case the slaves got
machete-happy.

Oh, great.

It's just a bat.

Oh. A bat. Perfect.

Which way?

That way.

Come on.
Alice... Alice...

I can't.
Yeah, you can.

I can't. I can't.

Uh, okay.

I'm gonna go on up ahead.
No. No, Alice.

I don't want you out there
by yourself.

I'll be okay.

I think.

Are you sure?
Yeah.

Please don't scream.

I know where I'm taking you.

J.B.
I am sorry.

You've got to stop scaring me like this.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Get down!

They might turn him
into a zombie.

I didn't want to do this,
you know.

You made me.

It's your fault.

You... Greedy...

No.

Hold on to this.

Aah!

Don't even think about it.

Alice, this isn't gonna work!

Oh, yeah?
You dig him up.

You... Bitch!

Aah!

In a way...

This is
just like a wedding...

you and Wesley united forever
in merry zombiehood.

Why'd you do this?

How would you like growing up
in the Claybourne house

with the servants?

Me... a Claybourne.

Claybourne?
What are you talking about?

Your father, Richard...

was my father.

He killed my mother

so your mother wouldn't
find out about me.

But she did find out,

and you know
what he did to her.

Funny how history repeat
itself.

That servant girl
you knock up... same thing.

Like father... Like son.

So you're asking me why.

Revenge for my mother.

And the money.

So, Paul...

Tomorrow your dead body
will be found up here

with three zombies
roaming around.

And the estate go to
the next Claybourne in line,

which is me.

No one will ever believe you.

DNA, brother.

Aah!
- Oh, God!

No!

I... Was...
I was gonna...

Give you so much money.

I don't want
"so much money."

I want all the money.

And you.

Girl... You, I like.

Tried everything
to get you to go.

Doll hanging in your room.

Smashed up the lab.

Nothing work.

You faked being sick.

Mm-hmm.

Made me feel bad infecting
you with a dirty swab.

Not the others.

Even Jackson.

It was fun trancin' him
into killin' Paul's poom-poom

And them real-estate assholes

How about we both have
some fun?

You blow this
in J.B.'S face.

You turn him into a zombie.

No.

I can make you do it.

Come on! Come on!
Come on!

Come on.
Come on!

We got to dig him out

and go to Julian's
to get the antidote powder.

Could be a bit too late.

Hurry!

In the presence of God
and before this congregation,

this man and woman have given
their consent

and made their marriage vows
to each other.

They have declared
their marriage

by the giving of rings.

I therefore proclaim
by the powers vested in me

that they are husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Hmm.

Captions by vitac...

♪ Oh, weeks went by,
and summer came down ♪

♪ soon another girl
from the island he found ♪

♪ he went to his father
to name the day ♪

♪ his father shook his head
and started to say ♪

♪ you can't marry her! ♪

♪ "You can't marry this girl ♪

♪ "you've gotta say no ♪

♪ the girl is your sister,
but your mama don't know" ♪

♪ whoa, it worries me ♪

♪ shame in the family ♪

♪ shame and scandal
in the family ♪

♪ shame ♪