Soultangler (1987) - full transcript

(funky uptempo music)

(tense eerie music)

- [Anton] After
life, after death.

The madness begins.

(tense eerie music)

My name is Anton Lupesky.

I single-handedly
invented Emphorium,

a drug that can make
your soul leave your body

and enable you to enter
any human corpse

provided it has eyes.

Without eyes, your
soul can neither enter



nor leave the shell of life.

The problem with
Emphorium thus far

is that it affects
the nerve center

and causes severe
hallucinations.

Most humans I have
experimented on

die from the fright of
the hallucinations.

So far, I am the only
human able to withstand

the madness of the
drug and re-animate

carcasses with my own soul.

(tense eerie music)

- Hello, this is Susan Slattery
reporting for WFIV News.

We were outside the state
medical examiner's office,

hoping to get some comments
from Dr. Janet Simpson,

former Administrative Head



of the recently closed
Whitewood Institute.

What was her relationship
with Dr. Anton Lupesky,

whose experimental surgery
is now under investigation.

This is what we
hope to find out.

- [Woman] There she is.

- Let's go, there she is.

Dr. Simpson, Dr. Simpson!

Have a few questions,
Dr. Simpson.

(talking over each other)

- [Janet] I have nothing
to say, really.

- Dr. Simpson, does the
closing of the institute

have anything to do
with the research done

by Dr. Anton Lupesky?

- Dr. Lupesky is no
longer associated

with the Whitewood Institution,
closed or otherwise.

Excuse me.

- [Woman] Did you fire him?

- Dr. Simpson.

You're considered to be a
hero now that the plague

of patient deaths has
been discovered.

Do you feel this is because of
your personal investigation?

- Hardly, I hardly think so.

I was just doing my job,

and I sincerely hope that
the grim circumstances

surrounding the closing of
the Whitewood Institution

doesn't mar its otherwise
fine reputation for research.

Excuse me, I have to go, really.

- Dr. Simpson, what
about Dr. Lupesky?

- Dr. Lupesky's awaiting
trial right now.

- [Susan] And at trial, what
about the outcome of the trial?

What's your comment?

- If there's any justice
in this system,

Dr. Lupesky and his research
will be out of commission

for a very long time.

Excuse me, please.

- Wasn't he conducting
experimental brain surgery?

(talking over each other)

- [Susan] Because of your
personal relationship

with Dr. Lupesky--

- [Janet] I have nothing
further to say, excuse me.

Get this microphone
outta my face.

- [Susan] What about
the senseless violence

at the institution?

- Excuse me, I have to leave.

(engine grumbling)

- Well, there you have it.

This is Susan Slattery,
reporting for WFIV News.

(tense eerie music)

- [Woman] Dr. Anton Lupesky,
noted international scientist,

was acquitted today of
all criminal charges

filed by the
Whitewood Institute.

Although fully cleared and
licensed by the United States

to continue his research,
Dr. Lupesky has chosen

to continue his research
outside the country.

When asked why he
wanted to leave,

Dr. Lupesky responded,
and I quote,

"I prefer to work in a
country that is receptive

"to new ideas and not
in profit gains."

He's expected to leave
at the end of this week.

(tense eerie music)

(tense electronic music)

- It all started
when my father died.

Then I began to investigate,

and that's when things
really got crazy.

(tense eerie music)

- [Bill] Dearest Kim,

I fear this will be my
last letter to you,

for I sense the end
of my life is near.

I know you will think me mad,

but please listen to
what I have to say.

I know Lupesky is a
respected doctor,

but he is not as he appears.

I have seen him as others
have not, with his guard down.

The man is pure evil,
an agent of Satan,

if not the devil himself.

I have looked into his eyes.

They are the eyes of the demon.

If you could see them
but once as I have,

I know you would not doubt me.

This hospital is an evil place.

The things that go
on here are beyond

the most diabolical nightmare.

I long to see it
closed down and to see

the living evil that is Dr.
Lupesky finally put to rest.

I know I have not the power,

nor the time to
bring this about.

There is one doctor,
Janet Simpson,

who seems to understand
there is something wrong

here at the Whitewood Institute,

but I fear she does not realize
the extent of the danger,

and by the time she does,
it may already be too late.

Dr. Lupesky wants my soul.

Not just my death, but
my very soul itself.

To him, it will be like food,
sustenance for the insatiable

evil that fries within him.

Already he has tried to kill
me with his noxious poisons.

So far, my faith has been
strong enough to save me,

but I cannot hold out forever.

As my body weakens,
my mind goes feeble

and the pure, constant faith
is difficult to sustain.

Love always, your
father, Bill Castle.

(tense eerie music)

(tense music)

- [Man] And on a smaller
note, Dr. Anton Lupesky,

former head of research at
the Whitewood Institution

has returned to
the United States

after a brief stay
in Luxembourg.

When asked why he was
returning, Dr. Lupesky responded

that the facilities
in the United States

were far superior
to those abroad.

(tense music)

- [Jessica] Carl, Carl wake up.

Carl, you've gotta help me

with the doctor's
medical equipment.

The doctor'll be
home in 15 minutes.

Carl, wake up.

- Leave me alone.

- [Jessica] Carl!

- [Carl] Wait a minute, will ya?

- I'd love to leave you alone,

but you've gotta help me
with doctor's equipment.

I can't lift it all by myself.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Don't you think
the doctor and I

would like to be alone for
a bit every now and again?

Do you really think
that we like you

following us around
like a hungry, sick dog?

- I ain't no dog!

- I'm sorry.

It's just that, doctor's
been away for a long time

and we have a lot of work to do.

I wonder how he was
received in Europe.

I wonder if he did any new
research on soul transference.

To exchange souls

with a person from a
different culture.

Absolutely fascinating.

I've always wanted to
speak French myself.

- Jessica, I don't know
what you're talking about.

I just hope you're
in a better mood

when Lupesky gets back.

- What do you mean?

I've been in a fine mood.

- Yeah, since you got
the letter from him.

Why can't you just admit
that you love the man?

- Carl, don't be ridiculous.

I'm only interested
in helping the doctor

further his research
in soul transference.

There's never been any romance
between the doctor and I.

Not really.

- Who the hell are you kidding?

You know that you love him.

- Enough of this nonsense.

Get out of this bed
and let's get going.

Come on.

(tense eerie music)

(screaming)

(tense music)

(tires screeching)
(thudding)

- Would you hurry up?

We're already late as it is.

- [Woman] All right, all right.

Okay.

- Okay, you ready?

Great, let's go.

- Oh wait, my keys.

I'll be with ya in a minute.

- Okay, I'll meet ya
outside, all right?

Just make it quick.

- Okay.

(tense eerie music)

(thudding)
(grunting)

(tense beat music)

Where the hell are my keys?

Find them.

He's gonna kill me.

Saint Anthony,
where are my keys?

(grunting)

(tense music)

(grunting)

(thudding)
(grunting)

Hello keys, where are you?

(screaming)

(tense rock music)

(mumbling)

(breathing heavily)

(tense music)

(footsteps thunking)

(screaming)

(tense music)

(maniacal laughing)

(tense rock music)

(groaning)

(tense eerie music)
(garbled mumbling)

(ominous music)

(screaming)

(mumbling)

(alarm beeping)
(gasping)

- Oh my God.

I'm gonna use this snoozes.

- [Sandra] Good morning.

- [Kim] Hi.

- I don't know why I ever
bother to cook for you

and all you ever do is
grab coffee anyway.

- Sandra, I don't know
why you bother, either.

- You look tired.

- [Kim] Yeah, thanks.

- Did you sleep well?

- No, I had this
really bizarre dream

about a priest last night.

It was wild.

- I think you're
working way too hard.

- Yeah well, you may be right.

Anyway...

- You're not gonna
smoke already?

At least eat something
before you smoke.

- I can't eat, it's too early.

I gotta go.

I'll see ya later.

- [Sandra] It figures.

- [Both] Bye.

(funky uptempo music)

(typewriter keys clacking)

(chattering)

- [Kim] Hi.

- Hi, Kim.

- Kim.

- [Kim] Hi, Scotty.

- You're not going
in there, are you?

- Yeah, sure.

- I wouldn't if I were you.

He's in kind of a
bad mood today.

- [Kim] I can handle it.

Oh, listen, do me a favor.

Run some copies off of this

and see what you can find
out the Whitewood Institute.

I think it closed
about two months ago.

- Okay, but I think he's
planning to cut the story.

- [Kim] My story?

- Yeah.

He was talking to us about
it yesterday and uh...

- [Kim] He's planning to
cut the story, my story,

without talking to me about it?

- Yeah.

- [Kim] Oh this is great, great.

- I don't care what you say.

That's not the way we
do things around here.

If you wanna get paid,
you're gonna have

to come out here yourself.

I don't care.

- I have to talk to you, Frank.

- Dammit, Castle, what
the hell do you want?

- Listen, Frank'll get
back to you, thanks.

- I'm gonna fire your--

- Yeah, listen, Frank.

I'm a good reporter, no,
I'm a great reporter.

You've been jackin' me around.

- Oh, not nice talk for
a lady of your stature.

- Oh cram it, Frank.

Listen, am I gonna get
that story or what?

- You through?

- Yeah.

- Sit down.

(typewriter keys clacking)

Okay, I'm gonna stay calm.

Look, Castle, you're good.

No, you are great, but
this story you have

on fading religion is
so, well, who cares?

- [Kim] That's exactly my point.

- So what?

Now, if you're doing
something like,

about religious bedhopping,
now that's news.

- [Kim] Oh Frank,
you're such an asshole.

Why do you insist on
keeping this paper a rag?

- Gimme a break, Castle.

This newspaper is a rag.

I just print some local
gossip and run ads

for the local hardware store.

You act like it's the
goddamn New York Times.

- Well, if a few
more people took it

a little more seriously,
it would be more

than just a neighborhood
sleaze tabloid.

- [Frank] Yeah, sure.

Answer a question for me.

- Yeah, what?

- [Frank] Does this
have anything to do

with your father's death?

Be honest.

- Yeah, maybe.

But I really think there's
a good story, here.

- [Frank] Look, Castle.

Kim, I'm sorry about
your father's death.

I really am.

I understand he was a
great religious man.

- Oh you're so full
of shit, Frank.

I know you thought he was crazy.

I mean, the man had
emotional problems,

but there's a lot
more going on here.

- [Frank] Excuse
me for being rude,

but didn't he think
he was Jesus?

- Fuck you, Frank.

Do I have to take this
story to another paper?

- [Frank] What other paper?

The supermarket circular?

- Ah, I didn't realize
you were so funny, Frank.

- Okay, you can have your
story, but on one condition.

- [Kim] What's that?

- You do it on your own time.

If it's good, I'll print it.

If the people like it,

you can have your very
own weekly column.

The World According To Castle.

- [Kim] Sold, and
it will be good.

- Make a believer outta me.

(typewriter keys clacking)

- Right, right, mmm hmm.

Listen why don't we
meet in the park?

Yeah, you know where the
gazebo is, right by the pond?

No, yeah, that's
it, right, right.

Why don't we say I'll
leave here in 15 minutes--

- [Colton] You
better make it 20.

Got this.

- My favorite cop.

How you doin', Colton?

- Yeah, what's goin' on?

What a mess you got here.

What do you got for me?

- What are you, Director?

- Yeah, okay.

Who you talkin' to?

- Kim, got that one letter.

- Don't be givin' her
any information.

- Naw, I'm not givin'.

- All right, I'm outta here.

- Oh, is the donut
truck here yet?

- [Colton] Yeah,
cinnamon danish?

- Cheese.

Yeah, I'll figure
maybe a half hour.

All right, I'll see
ya then, bye bye.

(uptempo beat music)

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Just another dumb
suburban kid ♪

♪ This town is spiv I ♪

♪ Guess we found
we knew it all ♪

♪ We hang around
and hammer nails ♪

♪ With fairy tales yes ♪

♪ They just push a nigger fall ♪

♪ Oh but something in
my brain tonight ♪

♪ Crushed glass in my veins ♪

♪ Didn't realize no
pleasure only pain ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ I realize yeah ♪

♪ I stuck around
this slice of town ♪

♪ 'Til I got burned down I ♪

♪ Thought that nothin'
ever changes ♪

♪ I didn't care ♪

♪ I didn't miss her ♪

♪ To see what I was missin' ♪

♪ I had no hold of the dangers ♪

♪ Oh but somethin' in
those last lines ♪

♪ Oblivious to his sign ♪

♪ Now it's time to run ♪

♪ But there's no
place left to hide ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ I thought we could
break 'em on ♪

♪ We could break 'em on down ♪

♪ Break 'em down baby ♪

♪ We could break 'em,
we could break 'em ♪

♪ We could break 'em on down ♪

♪ Break 'em on down baby ♪

♪ Oh yeah break 'em all down ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

(eerie music)

- Testing, one, two.

Experiment number 38.

After previously determining

that this young woman's
lacrimal glands

were secreting saline
fluid properly,

I shall proceed with
my next experiment.

You don't do drugs, do you?

No, I previously checked that.

You're a clean girl,
you're a good girl.

You're a lovely young woman.

You're untainted by
foreign substances,

your mind, your
body and your soul.

Don't worry about a thing.

This is only glucose.

It will help to sharpen
your memories a bit.

And this, my dear,
is adrenaline,

much like what your body was
producing earlier this evening.

It acts as a sort of a booster,

to help you to
feel your memories

as though they're happening now.

Makes them come alive.

Don't worry, dear.

Everything will be okay.

You see, Lisa, it's
your soul I'm after.

I'm a master of souls.

I possess many souls
but periodically

I need to enrich
myself with the soul

of a young woman, a
beautiful young woman

who secretes a
magnificent essence

that I need to tangle up
with the web of my soul.

I need the essence and you
will provide it for me.

(creepy piano music)

Yes, I just want it in me.

(tense music)

(creepy piano music)

(tense melancholy music)

- [Zack] Well, it's really
great you got that story.

- [Kim] Yeah, I worked my butt
off, Zack, to get the story,

and now I think I'm
on the wrong story

if you tell me about
these abductions.

- Well, hold it right there.

First off, I never called
them abductions, you did.

They're listed officially as
disappearances, all right?

Second off, if anybody
down there at the station

finds out I'm telling you
this stuff, I'm out of a job.

- Oh, come on.

That's never stopped you before.

- I'm serious, these guys,

I mean, I'm out on my ass.

- Bullshit, Zack.

Why'd you tell me, then?

- 'Cause I have a big mouth.

I'm serious, that's all I know.

All I know is that these
kids disappear, that's it.

There...

There's some talk
about a doctor.

- [Kim] What doctor?

- I don't know who he is
or what his involvement is.

He's some big shot.

I don't who he is, but
they're really keeping things

very quiet about it.

- Oh, so what's new about
it, to cover up anyway?

- This one's a little weird.

They're talking a
devil worshiper.

- Okay, sounds like
more kids on drugs.

- Naw, not this time.

This is really strange.

This is like, hoods and
sabbats and five point stars.

I mean, like, they're
talking like big shots

mixing it up with the devil.

- Maybe that could be a story.

Why don't you just keep
me in touch with anything

and everything you
hear on this, okay?

- Don't I always?

- Yes, you do and I
appreciate it, Zack.

- It is.

Ooh, look at that, look.

Water rat.

(tense music)

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

Oh, Kim, it's you.

You scared me.

I'm reading this horror novel.

What?

Oh okay, yeah, I can
pick up your video tape.

Yeah, let me write it down.

Since when are you into uh...

devil worship?

All right, yeah I'll
pick it up for ya later.

Oh yeah, by the way, there's
some chicken in the fridge

if you get hungry later, okay?

All right.

All right, I'll see ya later.

Right, bye.

- [Anton] The ultimate etymology
of the soul is uncertain.

The first written example
of it is circa 825,

according to the Oxford
English Dictionary.

It was spelled S-A-W.

The great philosopher,
René Descartes,

located the pineal
gland in the brain,

the eye-like conical gland
behind the third ventricle,

where the body, he
determined, met the soul.

Or was it vice versa?

Off by itself, not
one of a pair,

and not centered in the middle.

But I've proven that
theory to be wrong.

I am able to pass through any
corpse provided it has eyes,

portals to the soul.

Yet, no two souls can occupy
the same space simultaneously.

Janet Simpson, that
damn, that damn doctor,

forced me to resign from
the Whitewood Institute

and I remember as if
it were yesterday

when I ever so humbly
debased myself

in an attempt to win her over.

You know, Janet, I have
devoted my entire life

and considerable
genius to studies

of the quantum
mechanics of the soul

and the energy of vision.

Now, Lady Montague in
1716 said and I quote,

"Our vulgar notion
that they do not own

"women to have souls
is a mistake."

And I would have to
heartily agree with that

because a women secretes
the most magnificent essence

from various glands
in the body--

- [Janet] That's
outrageous, Doctor.

That's simply outrageous.

- [Anton] You call
it outrageous--

- [Janet] Your views are
not only inappropriate,

they're sexist.

- [Anton] If you'd take
your nose out of the library

books, perhaps you would
begin to understand--

- [Janet] We have
reviewed your paper

on the soul, Doctor.

Speaking for myself
and the board,

we want your resignation
tomorrow at the latest.

- [Anton] I say--

- [Janet] Do you
understand that?

- [Anton] And the board
are as big a pack

of horses asses as
I've ever seen.

- [Janet] We want your
resignation tomorrow.

- [Anton] Like children,
you each cling to your own

little view of the world--

- [Janet] That's enough, Doctor.

- [Anton] Whining endlessly,
trying to convince yourselves

that your view is correct.

- [Janet] Your views
will not stand

in this hospital, Doctor.

- [Anton] Allow me
to speak, Janet.

Never will any of
you stop to realize

that all you hold
is a minute piece--

- [Janet] I think you've
gone on far enough.

- [Anton] Jigsaw puzzle.

More massive than you
can ever hope to imagine.

- [Janet] You're insane.

- Only by integrating
all your disciplines

into one single discipline
and throwing in

a smattering of
religion, I dare say,

which I know you all disdain so,

can you ever hope to come
to even the meagerest

understanding of the universe.

- You're not making
any sense at all.

We want your resignation
tomorrow, and that's final.

- [Anton] You can't fire me.

(smacking)

I quit.

(tense music)

(laughing)

(cricket chirping)

- Oh, I forgot to
tell you something.

- [Janet] What?

- Lupesky's back.

- [Janet] What?

- He's back.

He came back from Europe.

He's been back here six months.

- Six months?

I don't believe this.

- [Chrissie] I know, he
bought that Matson house,

out in the south part of town.

- [Janet] I can't believe
the gall of that man--

- [Chrissie] I know.

- [Janet] Moving back
to town like that.

- [Chrissie] I know,
what are you gonna do?

- Well, I got him kicked off
the board the first time.

I'm gonna run him
outta town again.

That man's dangerous.

- But what are you
gonna do then?

He's just gonna go and
do it someplace else.

- I've got to go down there
and find out what he's doing.

I've gotta stop him,
Chrissie, I've gotta stop him.

- [Chrissie] Mmm.

- I don't believe this.

(tense music)

- Hey Zack, can I get
the most recent file

on the missing persons?

- [Zack] Yeah, yeah.

Here you go.

- Thanks.

Captain wants to give
this another once over.

Seems like these
kidnappings are giving us

a rash of overtime.

- You can say that again.

Hey listen, is there
anything new on that witness

to the last abduction?

- No, not really.

It turned out to be this
guy who was leaving the bar

who had a five martini dinner.

But he was positive
that it was a maroon van

that was involved.

And Zack, a woman called
us about 20 minutes ago

and told us that her
daughter went out last night

and didn't come home.

I told her that she had to
wait the requisite 24 hours

before she declared
a missing person.

I'm afraid she's gonna end
up like the other girls.

- Man, this is
gettin' outta hand.

- You're tellin' me.

All right, I'll see ya later--

- [Zack] See ya later.

(creepy piano music)

- What's all this stuff?

- Oh, I'm tryin' to find out
all I can about devil worship.

Zack thinks it may somehow be
involved in the kidnappings

that I was telling you about.

- But I thought that
they couldn't prove

that they were kidnappings.

- Sandra, don't be so naive.

Oh, you'd make a
hell of a reporter.

- Is that what
this tape's about?

- Yeah.

I got it down at
the video store.

It's kind of a history of
devil worship in the U.S.

- Well, enjoy.

I'm going to bed.

Listen, if you get
tired, make sure

you put your cigarette out.

I don't want you to
burn the house down.

- Okay.

Thank you.

Goodnight.

(creepy piano music)

(gasping)

(tense eerie music)

(creepy piano music)

(gasping)

Oh, shit.

(crickets chirping)
(doors thudding)

- The doctor is going
to be furious with us.

We brought nothing back.

- Never mind about him.

Don't, you know, you always,

you're always tellin'
me about what he--

- Don't ever speak
about Dr. Lupesky

like that in my presence,
do you understand me?

- He ain't God, man.

He ain't so...

(stammering)

Who is he?

- Good evening, Doctor.

- [Anton] Good evening, Jessica.

Good evening, Carl.

- Dr. Lupesky.

- [Anton] I trust you
accomplished your little mission

with your usual aplomb?

- I apologize, Doctor.

We were unsuccessful
this evening.

- They just aren't out there,
the young women and all.

(stammering)

Don't seem to be uh...

- [Anton] Women are everywhere

out on the streets these days.

- In all honesty, Doctor,

people are beginning to speak
about the disappearances.

They're beginning
to get suspicious.

- [Anton] Now, Jessica, Carl.

If you had only executed my
little plan as I had said,

they would appear as
though they were runaways.

(stammering)

- You're right, Doctor.

You're right.

- [Anton] Absolutely I'm right.

- I apologize.

We'll try again.

- [Anton] Let's get on with it.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

Zack.

Whose is it?

Lupesky?

Oh my God, Lupesky was
my father's doctor!

Yeah, hell of a
coincidence, Zack.

I don't buy this
kind of coincidence.

Yeah, we'll check it out.

Great, okay.

Thanks for calling.

Good work, Zack.

Okay.

Right.

Bye.

Yeah, bye.

Oh my God.

(funky uptempo music)

(screaming)

- [Carl] Too bad she didn't
see that two by four, huh boss?

- It is pretty funny, Carl.

- [Carl] Yeah, I know.

(chuckling)

Yeah.

- [Anton] Okay, let's
take her in, Carl.

- [Carl] Okay, boss.

- [Anton] 'Bout time
you did something right.

- [Carl] Okay, boss.

- [Anton] Come on in.

- [Carl] Just a
minute, I'm stuck.

- [Anton] I gotta line her up.

- [Carl] Okay boss.

- [Anton] Push her up, Carl.

- [Carl] All right,
boss, I'm done.

- [Anton] You're
strong, come on.

Push her up, push her up.

Lay her up there good.

Put her up on this
meat hook, here.

- [Carl] Right, boss.

- [Anton] Let's get out, weird.

- [Carl] Can't seem to
get outta here, boss.

(talking over each other)

- Back up.

Back up, you bumbling...

Son of a bitch.

I never liked her anyway.

- Oh, that was wonderful
work, Doctor.

(chuckling)

- Would you clean up
this odor, please?

- Yes, of course.

(hissing)

(uptempo music)

(tense music)

- [Kim] Hello.

I'm here to see Dr. Lupesky.

- Yes, the doctor
is expecting you.

Please step this way.

- [Kim] Thank you.

Dr. Lupesky, thank you
for finally seeing me.

I realize you're a busy man.

- Jessica, would you please
get us some iced tea?

(tense music)

Miss Castle, I'm granting
you this interview

for one reason and
that's just to put an end

to your incessant badgering.

- Well, Dr. Lupesky, I'm
sure calling six times a day

asking you for an interview
may seem like badgering,

but in the newspaper business,
we call that persistence.

- Persistence in the pursuit
of a worthy goal is admirable.

Persistence in the pursuit of
nonsense is merely annoying.

- I can't believe you
consider it nonsense

that the public would
be curious about a man

as exceptional as you are.

- Oh, my scientific
work is documented

in journals of
international renown.

- I'm sure it is.

I was really referring
to the curiosity

of the general public.

- Oh, the general public.

I hear so much about the
common man these days

and frankly, Miss Castle,
I dare say that they

wouldn't have enough
intelligence to understand

even the most simplified
explanation of my work.

- The technical aspects
I'm sure would be

a bit much for your
average daily paper,

but sir, what we're
really interested in is

the man behind the work,
Dr. Lupesky the man

as opposed to Dr.
Lupesky the scientist.

(tense ominous music)

(tapping)

(clinking)

(thudding)

- My personal life
is of no consequence

related to my scientific work.

I really don't think your
readers would be interested.

Oh, thank you, Jessica.

- Thank you.

- That will be all.

(tense ominous music)

- I'm sorry sir, but I
think that the readers

would be very
interested in getting

some background
information on you.

For instance, what university

did you get your doctorate from?

- Did you do any research
before you came here today?

I have numerous doctorates
from universities

on both sides of the Atlantic.

I recommend you go
to the local library

and do a little research
in their reference section.

- What about your career, sir?

Did you spend some time at
the Whitewood Institute?

- Yes.

- Dr. Lupesky, isn't it
true that you were fired

from your position there?

- Absolutely not.

I merely wanted to pursue
some personal research

for which the institute
lacked the facilities.

- That's funny, because
I remember hearing

accusations made by the
institute that you were involved

in experimenting with
severely retarded

and incurably insane patients.

- Utter nonsense.

You see, the scientific
profession is not immune

to the petty jealousies which
exist in other professions.

Now, I have been
responsible for numerous

scientific breakthroughs.

Some say more than
my fair share.

As such, I have been

accused of many things.

Allegations, there's been
smear campaigns going on.

Actually, I think this
interview is beginning

to take that turn,
also, and it's over.

- Sir, I would think this
is a perfect opportunity

to clear up any bad--

- Jessica!

- Wouldn't you like--
- It's over.

- To keep your reputation clean?

At this point--

- Jessica!

- I would think that
this is the perfect--

- Jessica!

(tense ominous music)

Upon my soul.

I trust you gave her
enough Emphorium?

- Yes.

The nerve of that bitch.

- Castle, Castle,
I've heard that name.

- Well, you'll soon be reading
about it in the newspapers.

(moaning)

- I wonder if it'll drive
her incurably insane,

or kill her.

(tense ominous music)

(laughing)

- All is a dream within a dream.

All that I see or seem

is but a dream within a dream.

(laughing)

(growling)

(tense music)

(growling)

(tense music)

- [Kim] This is my
father's institution.

It's now closed
down and abandoned.

I don't understand.

(tense ominous music)

(tense music)

- [Bill] Kim, this
is your father.

I've come for you.

I've come for you from
beyond the grave.

Join us, come join us.

(tense ominous music)

(gasping)

- [Kim] Oh my God,
you scared me.

- What's the matter?

Calm down.

Calm down.

(talking over each other)

Your father?

- [Kim] He's out there.

You should see his face.

Oh my God.

- There's nobody there.

(whimpering)

What is the matter with you?

- [Kim] No, no, I'm not going.

- There's nobody here.

- [Kim] Don't go, Sandra
don't go over there.

- There's nobody here.

(tense music)

(eerie music)

- Dr. Lupesky, Dr. Lupesky.

- Carl, I'm busy working.

- I need a, I need a
fix, I need a fix bad.

- I'm busy working, Carl.

- Dr. Lupesky, I need a fix!

Please, I need one now!

- Carl, leave, the
door's over there.

- I'm not leaving!

I need drugs and I need 'em now.

I need some juice.

Just stab me, poke me.

- Carl, when you
complete your agreement,

I will give you some drugs.

- You want,

(stammering)

I've done everything
I can for you.

- Carl, I'm busy working.

- I realize you're
working, but--

- When you complete
your agreement, Carl,

when you bring me
women that are--

- I been bringing you
women, you've been--

- The last woman you
brought me was 30 years old.

- I been doin' my best.

- The other woman you
brought, some chippie

from some favorite
alley of yours

was so riddled with drugs
it was practically useless.

- I been doin' my
best, Dr. Lupesky!

I need a fix, I need one now!

- [Anton] Carl, I'm busy.

- You want men,
I'll bring you men.

You'd love men, I
know you would.

You--

- Stop, Carl!

Stop it, Carl.

- I'm sorry, Dr. Lupesky.

I know you're busy--

(stammering)

- Stop it Carl.

You're a vile piece
of human (mumbling).

You're a useless stick of,
Carl, you contemptible wretch.

When you make your
pathetic little attempts

at talking to me, you
do not look at me.

Now, turn around!

Turn around!

Now, is it drugs that you want?

- [Carl] Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- [Anton] And what are
you going to bring me?

- [Carl] I'm gonna bring
the women, plenty of 'em.

- What kind of women?

- [Carl] Young
women, young women.

I'll find 'em, I'll--

- Young, healthy women.

- [Carl] Healthy, healthy,
yes, healthy, young.

- Pathetic little stink.

(mumbling)

Is this what you want?

Yeah, this is what you...

When will you bring 'em?

- As soon as I can, as soon.

(tense music)

- [Anton] Now, get on your way.

I want young women!

Young women!

Young women!

Get outta here!

(melancholy music)

- Jesus Christ.

I mean, I can't believe that.

- [Kim] I know, so
real it was scary.

God.

- And you're sure
you were drugged?

- [Kim] Well no, I'm not
sure, but I can't come up

with any other explanation.

I told you, I went to his house.

After getting all this
information on this guy,

let me tell you, there
wasn't a lot to get, either.

I found out about him
being at Whitewood--

- [Zack] Right.

- [Kim] And that he was
involved in these experiments

with retarded people
and with crazy people

and I tell you, what
I think was happening,

he was using some drug that had,

had something to
do with the soul

and apparently the
Board of Directors

considered it too controversial
and they kicked him out.

And somehow, it's tied
in with my father.

I'm sure of it.

Personally, I think
this guy's crazy, Zack.

I think we should do something.

- [Zack] I don't know.

I think we should tell somebody.

- [Kim] Oh no, we'd be
making the exact same mistake

that the hospital made
and that's by letting

this guy know that
he's being watched.

We've gotta do this secretly.

(tense music)

- Sounds like we're gettin'
in over our heads, here.

I mean, from what you tell
me, this doesn't sound like

something we wanna
screw around with.

- [Kim] I'll be careful.

I'm just gonna go
up to his place

and take some pictures.

I think maybe I can

check things out and go
somewhere from there,

but I'll be careful, really.

- I don't know.

All this talk about
this stuff reminds me

of what my grandmother used
to tell me when I was a kid.

- [Kim] What?

- She always used to
tell me that the eyes

were the windows of the soul.

I was a little kid, used
to scare the shit outta me.

- [Kim] Yeah well, we're not
little kids anymore, Zack.

I don't think, I mean, I
think we can handle this.

Don't worry.

(melancholy music)

- Kim?

Yeah, it's Zack.

Listen, remember when I
told you about that legend

my grandmother told me?

You know, the eyes are the
windows of the soul, right?

Well, I was up in our
attic and I found

some of her old
things in a trunk

and I came across this
book, this old book,

on turn of the century folklore.

After weeding
through most of it,

I came across this one poem
called Soul Of Macumba.

Okay, listen, I have
it written here.

Open thy eyes so
that I may enter.

Open thy eyes so
that I shall live.

Open thy eyes so that my
embodiment shall be renewed.

Mmm hmm.

Did you get it all down?

(tense music)

Listen, there's also been
another disappearance.

Yeah, in the same
general area, uh huh.

(tense chimey music)

Okay, listen, I gotta get going.

Mmm hmm, yeah, I'll
call you later.

Yeah, I gotta go, bye bye.

(tense music)

(tense eerie music)

(uptempo rock music)

♪ Soul turning love ♪

♪ Soul turning love ♪

♪ Soul turning love ♪

♪ Soul turning love ♪

♪ (mumbling) ♪

♪ Soul turning love ♪

♪ Soul turning love ♪

♪ Somebody (mumbling) ♪

♪ Soul turning love ♪

♪ Soul ♪

♪ (mumbling) ♪

(tense eerie music)

(crickets chirping)

(eerie music)

(tense ominous music)

- Where do you think
you're going babe?

(grunting)

- Let go of me.

(tense music)

(grunting)

- Well, well, well.

What have we here?

Oh, a reporter.

Suppose you're doing a
little research, dear?

- [Kim] Yeah, you bet.

- [Jessica] Dr. Lupesky
will see you now.

Please step this way.

Bring her up now!

- [Kim] Who, me?

(tense music)

- Stupid idiot!

Get her!

(funky uptempo music)

(crashing)

(hissing)

(tense music)

(beeping)

- Come on, Zack.

Zack, it's Sandra.

Listen.

Kim went to Lupesky's house.

I don't know what she's up to,

but she told me she wouldn't
be more than an hour

and she's been gone
now four hours

and I haven't heard
a word from her.

Okay, I'll be there
in five minutes.

Oh, and Zack, maybe you should

let the police in on this, too.

(tense music)

(tense ominous music)

(groaning)

(ominous music)

(funky uptempo music)

(mumbling)

- [Kim] There's gotta be
a back way outta here.

(funky uptempo music)

(rock music)

- [Sandra] Have you ever used
one of these things before?

- No, I'm just a polite
clerk at the police station.

Listen, I'm gonna go
in, check things out.

If I'm not back in five
minutes, call the police.

Ask for Kolchek.

He knows me, he'll
back me up on this.

- [Sandra] All right.

- [Zack] Here goes nothin'.

(beeping)

(mellow rock music)

- Oh my God.

(screaming)

Oh!

(uptempo organ music)

(tense music)

(thudding)

- Wait a minute.

Wasn't this door nailed shut?

Get me a flashlight, Carl.

Just see what's in here.

(thudding)

Oh, God.

Well, she's not in here.

Get me a nail and
a hammer, Carl.

Get this door nailed shut.

Nail it shut.

(pounding)

(tense music)

(mumbling)

(clanking)

(laughing)

(screaming)

- [Anton] Oh, a visitor.

(clanging)

Miss Castle.

- [Kim] No!

- [Anton] So glad you
could drop by, dear.

- [Kim] No!

- You know, your name
sounded familiar to me,

as well it should
because your father

was one of my earliest patients

and a man of superior
intelligence he was.

Yes, when I gave him his
first dose of Emphorium,

he survived.

I thought he was
slightly insane, but,

alas, the second dose
which I gave him

which I thought would push him
over the edge, so to speak,

into the full realm
and beauty of the soul,

it killed him.

I'm so sorry to say.

You survived your first
dose of Emphorium, too.

Must be a genetic
anomaly in the synapses

of the brain or some such.

Perhaps it's heredity.

Who really knows?

Listen to me when I talk.

(gasping)

Listen to me when I talk!

- [Kim] You bastard!

You killed my father!

- Ah, you might survive your
second dose of Emphorium, too.

- [Kim] No!

- Yes, you may.

- [Kim] No!

- You'll be able to share
the beauty and experience

of the soul--

- [Kim] No.

- To fly with another
soul is the greatest

exultation in all of creation!

- [Kim] Ah!

- Yes, it is.

You know, I developed
Emphorium as a favor

to you lovely--

- [Kim] You son of a bitch.

- Other humans, thinking
that it might prove

to be a short cut to
the beauty of the soul,

yet alas, it seems I
overestimated the intelligence

of other humans because
everyone else seems to die.

Now, let me give you
another second dose

and perhaps you can fly with me

into the realm beyond.

Oh, to share the
vision and experience

of the realm beyond us--

(Kim yelling)

So wonderful, you
would not believe.

- [Kim] No!

(grunting)

- Is it a genetic anomaly?

Ooh, yes.

Your nightmare is
just beginning.

(laughing)

- [Kim] Oh!

(eerie music)

- [Sandra] Kim!

- Sandra, I'm back here.

I'm so happy to see you.

Oh, thank God.

No!

Oh, no!

- What's the matter?

Don't I look pretty?

(tense sinister music)
(laughing)

(tense music)

(tense ominous music)
(laughing)

(tense music)

- Now, this isn't
gonna hurt a bit.

Well,

maybe just a little.

- Sure I say--
- No!

- Let's see if you survive.
- No!

- [Jessica] Doctor.

(mumbling)

(screaming)

- [Kim] No!

- Interesting to see
what happens this time.

(thudding)

- Hold it!

Cops are on their way.

Knew something was up when
Sandra wasn't back at the car.

- Oh, really?

- Yeah.

(laughing)

- [Kim] Oh, no!

(mumbling)

He'll be back.

- [Zack] Why, why?

- Look around, look around.

Do you see anything moving?

Oh my God.

- [Zack] What am I looking for?

- [Kim] See anything moving.

- [Zack] Move.

- [Kim] You don't
understand, Zack.

He's left his body.

He's gonna re-animate
a dead body.

(tense eerie music)

(mumbling)

- [Zack] I'm not
fuckin' around, stop.

(gunshot popping)

Hold it!

- [Kim] Shoot him!

- [Anton] Soul can be at
any place at any time.

You ignoramuses cannot begin
to comprehend my powers.

(laughing)

(tense music)

(laughing)

(grunting)
(maniacal laughing)

(tense music)

- [Kim] Lupesky, you bastard.

(grunting)

(tense music)

- Jesus Christ.

- [Kim] You okay?

- What is going on?

- I can't explain now.

Remember what you were telling
me about your grandmother,

and the eyes of the
soul, the windows

of your soul being your eyes?

We gotta put these
guys' eyes out,

or they come back to life.

I can't explain it,
it's too weird,

but for some reason, these
zombies are takin' over,

'cause of the eyes.

- Oh Jesus Christ.

- I know it's
really weird, Zack,

but you have to trust
me on this one.

(gasping)

(tense music)

(groaning)

- Interesting theory,
but you ran out of time.

- Look out.

- Oh, shit.

(uptempo rock music)

(gunshot popping)

(growling)

- [Kim] No, Sandra, No!

(crashing)

(uptempo rock music)

(slurping)

(squishing)

- I'm over here now.

I'm faster than you,
I'm faster than you.

(maniacal laughing)

(tense music)

(sinister music)

- [Kim] Lupesky, are you...

(tense music)

- I did it for my amusement.

Huh huh huh huh huh.

(ominous music)

Stop 'em, Carl.

Stop 'em!

(thudding)

Stop 'em!

- Tired of this
shit, Dr. Lupesky.

You been tellin' me to do this,

you been tellin' me to do that.

I am sick of it, man.

I'm tired--

- Carl, calm down.

- Listen, you four-eyed little--

- Stop it.

(talking over each other)

- I'm tired.

- Stop it, goddammit, Carl!

(tense music)

Stop it, Carl.

- I ain't stoppin', no,
not this time, Doctor.

- Take care of 'em.

- [Carl] No, no.

- Take care of 'em, Carl.

- No.

Not this time.

(tense music)

(thudding)

(crashing)

- [Anton] Goddammit Carl!

(tense sinister music)

(tense music)

(tense ominous music)

- [Kim] Oh, you son of a bitch.

Lupesky, where are you?

(harsh tense music)

(tense music)

- [Cop] Halt, it's the police!

- Oh God, thank God you're here.

(retching)

(mumbling)

- [Cop] Lock these guys up.

- Wait a minute--

- Shut up!

Shut up.

(groaning)

- There's somebody
alive over here.

Oh right, you're gonna
have to call 9-1-1.

(retching)

(mumbling)

(funky music)

- Jesus Christ, is that
Kolchek gonna ever

stop throwing up?

- [Cop] I doubt it,
he is really sick.

- Cap, we're ready.

- All right, what do we got?

- Well, in last night's
incidents, two were killed,

and there must be
about 12 other bodies

rotting down there now.

- Jesus Christ.

Those kids must have
been telling the truth.

This was self-defense.

- If it was self-defense,
why did they poke out

the doctor's eyes?

He was already dead.

- [Captain] How the
hell do I know?

- Incidentally, the medical
examiner wants to talk to you.

- Okay, thanks.

- They're all dead.

It's a bloody mess down there.

They'll be cleaning
up for hours.

Kim Castle and Zack
Madden, they're all right.

They've been taken in.

They're bein' treated for shock.

(sinister music)

- You're not gonna believe
what's goin' on in there.

- [Captain] You, get up
there and just make sure

you put a seal on everything.

Now, now, now!

(mumbling)

- Uh oh, here comes the Chief!

- Oh, shit.

- I'm really goddamn mad over
this whole situation, here.

The young man says there's
all blood over the place.

- [Captain] Hey, Chief,

you know everything
I know, don't you?

- Yeah, but what did he say?

- I'm tellin' ya, Captain, I
never seen anything that bad.

- Patrolman, go
check out Kolchek.

- I just don't want
this thing to blow

out of proportions and
get to the press.

I'm holding you
responsible if it does.

- Hey, we're putting
a lid on it.

We're doing the best
we can, okay, okay?

- You're right.

I always know from
your reputation,

you've always done a good job

and you won't disappoint me now.

- Okay, Chief, right.

Thank you, thank you.

- Thank you.

(sinister music)

Okay, as long as you promise
me you'll keep the lid on this.

That's all I can ask.

- [Captain] Okay, okay,
we're working on it.

- Okay, what did you
see down there?

How bad is it?

- It's gonna be a
few hours, Chief.

- Well, there's
nothin' we can do.

- [Captain] All
right, all right.

(sinister music)

(tense eerie music)

- I thought that the spider
baby was an excellent

character reference to Margaret
(mumbling) and her films.

- Personally, I think all
this movie stuff is bullshit.

- Well, it's finally over.

- Yep.

You know if someone had
told me a year ago

that any of this was possible,

I mean, even vaguely possible,
I'd never have believed 'em.

- [Kim] Pretty wild.

And if I'd been those two
cops coming down the stairs

and saw what they saw,
I'd have put us away.

(chuckling)

Immediately.

- I know we came about this
close to gettin' arrested.

Jesus.

And now,

now they love me
down there, now.

I'm a bigshot.

- Yeah, I meant to ask you.

- I'm a bigshot.

- What, so they been
treatin' you good?

- Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah, I'm a big hero now.

You know, I don't, it's weird.

Now you got the column now.

- Yeah, I got my column.

- Right, the world,
it's like, taste this.

- Paid a hell of a price
for this column, you know.

- Certainly did.

But I'll tell ya...

If you'd stayed in the car.

You shoulda stayed
in the goddamn car.

(mumbling)

- But I thought at
least we got them all.

- I know.

Once you got up, I
thought I was gonna die.

'Cause I thought I--

- I was gonna pass out.

- Excuse me, will there
be anything else?

- No, I'm fine.

- No, no, thank you.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

(chuckling)

(eerie chimey music)

("The Soul Tangler"
by Hypnolovewheel)

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Somebody help me ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

♪ Soul ♪

♪ (mumbling) ♪

♪ Soul ♪

♪ (mumbling) ♪

♪ And he's gonna get you ♪

♪ Say your prayers ♪

♪ (mumbling) ♪

♪ Soul tangler ♪

(eerie electronic music)