Beauty and the Beast (1987–1990): Season 1, Episode 7 - Nor Iron Bars a Cage - full transcript
Accidentally caught on film, Vincent become the target of a scientist desperate to learn the truth about him.
This is where the wealthy
and the powerful rule.
It is her world,
a world apart from mine.
Her name... is Catherine.
From the moment I saw her,
she captured my heart.
With her beauty,
her warmth and her courage.
I knew then, as I know now,
she would change my life...
forever.
He comes from a secret place,
far below the city streets,
hiding his face from strangers,
safe from hate and harm.
He brought me there
to save my life.
And now, wherever I go,
he is with me in spirit.
For we have a bond stronger
than friendship or love.
And although
we cannot be together,
we will never, ever be apart.
There were also bruises
on her back.
For God's sake, Joe,
they've been
married 12 years!
All right.
I'll have an arrest warrant
out for Alberti
before he can put down
another six-pack, all right?
Hey, stick around.
I have a deposition.
There's something
we need to talk about.
Just came in this morning.
Providence,
Rhode Island?
The D.A. up there is
a good friend of Moreno's.
He's been looking for someone
outside his office
to head his
Domestic Violence Bureau.
Go ahead, open it.
I don't understand.
What's not
to understand?
You got an impressive record,
Moreno's word is like gold
with the guy.
He wants you in Providence,
a week from yesterday.
I'm very flattered, but...
this is very sudden, isn't it?
Well, yeah, like
everything else in life.
But we're not just talking about
a promotion here;
we're talking about
a quantum leap in your career.
Go ahead, read the job profile.
You'd be coordinating everything
from counseling services
to court appearances.
That's right up
your alley, kiddo.
Joe...
Not to mention
a 50% salary hike, minimum.
Which I know to you isn't
exactly a top priority,
but it would certainly
make me smile.
Look, nobody knows
better than me
how good you've been
for this office.
But let's be honest--
here, you're just
another foot soldier,
anonymous and underpaid.
I'll need some time.
Fine.
Only Moreno needs to know
by tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
Cathy, look,
you don't say "no"
to this kind of job
because it doesn't
come up again.
Not like this.
And if it does, it won't be
for a long time.
Well, if you ask me,
we should be celebrating at 21
over Dom Perignon,
as opposed to having
this great debate
over a couple
of Diet Pepsis.
I don't know, Edie,
it's just...
more complicated.
It is?
Leaving my father's
firm was easy,
you know, I felt it.
This is different.
You made your list yet?
What list?
You know, your list
where you take the issue,
you write out
the pros and cons.
Little trick my
therapist taught me.
Does it work?
For $75 an hour,
it better work.
Okay, we know it's
the right career move,
so we must consider
the emotional-slash...
romantic side of things.
And what are those?
Well, let's face it,
for eight million people,
New York is a hell
of a lonely place.
Who knows?
Maybe a new city
would be good for you.
Give you a chance to
meet somebody worthwhile.
Maybe.
Okay, okay,
I know what to do.
We chill a couple of days
until the right decision
comes to you.
Moreno needs an answer
by tomorrow.
Nice of him to let
you sleep on it.
This is a hard one, huh?
If you want,
I know this astrologer.
Have you ever heard of
Madame Sharonova?
I don't think so, Edie.
If I do decide to go,
I'm going to miss you.
I know.
Who else you gonna get
to do all your work?
This is the best shot.
Extraordinary, isn't it?
You have something more?
You can't seriously
expect me to go
to the provost
with this, Edward.
A research team?
Funding?
For what?
Our own Loch Ness monster?
I'd be laughed
out of the office.
I'm not asking for a grant.
I know you're not.
I'm asking for a week,
maybe two,
in our own backyard.
I'm sorry, Edward.
But you saw the evidence.
A four-second video clip
and some inconclusive
enlargements?
I was there, Leland.
I saw the creature,
I looked into his eyes.
You're wasting your time,
imagining things.
At least I'm not
blind to them.
Forgive me, I
didn't mean that.
You're here largely
because this university
has chosen to humor you.
This university
owes me something.
We owe you nothing.
You haven't published
in God knows how long.
You're still
full of self-pity
because someone else
received the credit
for your work 15 years ago.
Stole the credit.
Well, I'm sorry, Edward,
but it's ancient history.
You look like an angel
standing there.
I wanted to see you.
I have a decision to make...
and I need your help.
I've been offered
another job, Vincent.
A much better job...
with more responsibility.
A chance to use
my training...
and to help people
more than I'm able to now.
But it would mean
leaving New York.
Where would you go?
Providence, Rhode Island.
Providence is when...
something is meant to be.
I don't know what's meant to be.
Vincent, I care about you
so deeply.
But a part of me is unhappy.
And we both know why.
Well, then you don't have
any choice.
But I do.
That's why I'm here.
You didn't come this far,
Catherine, to turn back now.
I came this far because of you.
I don't want
to leave you behind.
Beyond these tunnels,
beyond this city,
is a world of possibilities
and wonders,
and things calling out
to be done.
These things I could only
dream about
until you came into my life.
Catherine, don't you understand?
You must go.
You must see...
you must do
everything
you were meant to do.
For me, for both of us.
And then, I can truly
be with you.
Always.
There's no other way?
No.
Not for us.
Come in.
Oh, you look terrific.
You look pretty good yourself.
The Alberti case,
believe it or not.
Guy's got a pair of pit bulls
for attorneys,
but we'll beat 'em.
We were a pretty good team,
weren't we?
I'm going to Providence, Joe.
What?
I don't know, I guess
I was kind of half hoping
you'd go the other way.
Yesterday you said...
Yeah, I know what
I said yesterday.
I even meant it.
I'm not too crazy
about losing you.
Thanks, Joe.
For everything.
You made the right
call, Radcliffe.
I'm going to miss you.
Vincent, the pain
you feel now--
will lessen in time
and finally pass.
That I promise.
So the best I can hope for
is to forget her?
Forget everything?
Mine was another life
before Catherine!
I'm changed... forever.
All right.
Then accept the change.
Learn from it.
But you must let
the woman follow
her own path.
Vincent.
For your sake.
Those are just words, Father,
shadows of feelings.
They offer no consolation.
Vincent.
Come in.
Professor Hughes.
Yes.
My name's Jonathan Gould.
I'm a grad student.
I'm in your section
this semester.
Yes, how can I help you?
You may have that backward.
I was here yesterday
in your office,
dropping off a paper.
Leland Quint is a fool.
Do you mind if I sit?
So, um, what is
your interest in this
matter exactly?
The truth.
I'm only interested in
finding out the truth.
The truth is an abstraction.
Yes, but that creature
is no abstraction.
It's real, isn't it?
I appreciate your
enthusiasm, Mr. Gould.
I once felt that way
myself, believe me.
Probably before
you were born.
But I think it
would be wise to...
forget it.
I can't do that.
Think of what you saw.
What it would mean.
I've already jeopardized
what little is left
of my career.
Take my advice-- you're young...
don't make the same mistakes
I did.
I guess I'm wasting my time.
You don't understand.
There's uh, no support,
no funding.
With all due respect,
Professor Hughes,
I do understand.
That's why I'm here.
Let's get him!
I'll kill the lights.
It's for Catherine.
With love's light wings
did I o'erperch these walls;
For stony limits cannot
hold love out.
Vincent.
Your message
said it was urgent.
Vincent is missing.
He's been gone since
night before last.
But I saw him that night.
I know.
Is there somewhere he
might have gone?
No, he would never cause
me such undue worry.
We've searched everywhere.
He's nowhere below.
Vincent was not himself
after he spoke with you.
About my going away?
Mm-hmm.
I'm only doing what
we both thought best.
Once, I thought I knew
the answer.
No longer.
We must find Vincent, quickly.
What can we do?
Our friends above
are searching the city.
Beyond that... I don't know.
Why did you come
to tell me?
Because I know you care.
The tranquillizer
seems to be wearing off.
Heartbeat
still constant.
21 beats a minute.
Remarkable.
His lungs are just
as powerful
and the blood is so
highly oxygenated.
He's a miracle.
Like nothing I even dreamed of.
Jonathan,
we saw him running.
Complete bipedal locomotion.
That can only suggest one thing.
Human?
You think
he's human?
He's clothed, he stood upright.
What other conclusion
could you draw?
Large lower
canine teeth,
exaggerated musculature,
extensive facial
and body hair.
An animal.
But with anthropomorphic
features.
Even if you're right,
we'd have to do a complete
cellular analysis
to determine
his DNA code.
And we don't have that
kind of equipment here.
We don't need it... yet.
We run all
the preliminary tests first;
we compile a body of knowledge.
Why wait?
why not issue a public statement
right now?
Tomorrow
we could have
the entire scientific
community at our feet.
I can't risk it.
What's at risk?
Jonathan, don't you see?
It could happen again.
They could take him away.
They could steal my work,
the benefit of my research...
like they did before.
He's ours, Professor.
And we will decide
what to do with him.
Remember that.
Vincent, be well.
Catherine.
I'm telling you,
he spoke.
Catherine.
It's probably mimicry.
He heard the name
somewhere,
and learned to
reproduce it.
But the cortical areas
of his brain are developed
enough for language.
If what you're
saying is true,
why doesn't he speak now
and explain himself?
He's disoriented.
And dangerous.
Who knows the extent
of his strength?
Don't.
We have to
keep him sedated.
He has intelligence,
Jonathan.
You're romanticizing him.
We don't know that.
I'm telling you, he's
not what you think.
What, you think he
fell from the sky?
Jonathan!
Intelligent, all right.
Change your mind?
More like
second thoughts.
I just thought I'd come by
on my way to work,
find out for myself what's what,
so I don't have to
rely on nasty rumors.
Well, I'm still here.
I noticed.
You want some coffee?
I just made a fresh pot.
Yeah. Long as it's
the real thing.
That decaf makes me nervous.
So who's this Vincent?
A friend.
Does this friend
have anything to do with these
second thoughts you're having?
Sort of.
You want to talk about it?
Not especially.
Now, don't give me
a hard time about that.
I only read that
to keep up with the soaps
for my aunt.
She's deaf.
You can't possibly be
that naïve, Professor.
What do you mean?
When the research
is completed
and the articles published,
what do you think
happens then?
I won't allow it.
There won't be any choice.
When you first introduced
yourself to me,
you said you were only
interested only in the truth.
Yes.
Well, there it is.
Why do you insist on
perverting and degrading it?
The truth isn't meant to be
hoarded like a secret.
Nor is it meant to be
twisted and exploited.
Yes, the creature
is extraordinary,
and should be shared,
but only when we know
what we're dealing with first.
I'll tell you what
we're dealing with--
a freak of nature,
a genetic accident.
You saw what he was capable of.
He was provoked.
You really believe this thing
has a conscience, don't you?
Well, for his sake,
I hope you're wrong.
For his sake,
I hope he's an imbecile.
Because like it or not,
the world's about to make
a circus act out of him.
Where are you going?
You and I made a deal,
Professor.
Now it's time to see it through.
Please!
Out of my way, Hughes.
I won't let you do this!
Well?
Then ask the bloody doorman.
Of course he'll tell you.
For $2,000,
he damn well better tell you.
Excuse me, are you Byron Trask?
Yes, I am.
I'm Catherine Chandler with
the District Attorney's office.
See my editor or my lawyer,
but leave me alone; I'm busy.
Wait a minute.
You don't understand.
I'm not here for that.
What about it?
Did it happen?
It's there in black and white,
isn't it?
Ms. Chandler, we may not be
The New York Times,
but we are a newspaper.
Did you know that this morning
at the Bronx Zoo,
an orangutan saved his keeper
from choking on a bagel
by applying
the Heimlich maneuver?
Now, where do you
think an orangutan
learned the Heimlich
maneuver?
Hmm?
Television.
It's the truth.
It's the whole truth
and nothing but the truth.
Did you believe this woman,
the Anna Lausch
that you mention?
It's my job to believe her.
Did you believe her?
I've come to know
the old woman quite well.
She's what you might call
a voyeur.
But she's not a liar.
I need to talk to her.
Better than the movies.
You would be surprised
the things you see
if you sit here
long enough.
Winnie knows,
don't you, Winnie?
With this, I can see
all over the park.
Many different people.
I look down
on all of them.
Here. Try for yourself.
No, thank you.
Go on.
Did you know
I once saw Greta Garbo?
She was walking...
Mrs. Lausch, I need to know
what you saw that night.
The night?
I watch the night, too.
When the noises
hush like children...
and on come the
street lamps...
and the people
of the dark.
Mrs. Lausch,
try to remember.
What did you see?
Two men were running...
and a truck was following...
with a bright light... fast.
And they go down
by the tunnel,
and the man
turns, and I see his face--
a terrible animal face--
with such pain.
And then the other man
in the truck, he comes...
and he...
He what?
Shoots at him.
Shoots at him?
Could you show me where?
There.
Thank you.
You will come back
to see us, won't you?
Speak to me.
Please.
I know you can; I heard you.
You've got to let me help you.
Then release me.
So you can speak.
And you can understand
what I say?
Yes.
Why did you keep silent
in front of Gould?
The other man means me harm.
No words would change that.
I never meant you harm.
You must believe that.
Do you have a name?
Vincent.
Vincent.
My name is Hughes.
I have so many questions.
You spoke the name Catherine.
Who is Catherine?
She is everything...
but she lives...
...only in my heart.
Is she like you?
Another of your kind?
There is only me.
Vincent... what are you?
I am only what I am.
If you cut me, I will bleed.
If you strike me,
I will strike back.
And if you keep me in chains...
...I will die.
Look at me.
I don't know
what to do.
Let me go.
I can't.
Not now, not yet.
I still have
so many
unanswered questions.
Hughes...
I am dying.
Leave me alone!
Professor Hughes?
Who is it?
My name is
Catherine Chandler.
Please, may I
speak with you?
Catherine.
Thank you.
How can I help you?
I traced the
serial number
to the supplier
in Albany,
to the university,
and then to you.
He's here, isn't he?
Is he alive?
He's spoken of you.
Take me to him.
I can't do that.
I'm sorry.
Please.
I need time!
Everything's happening
too quickly.
There's more at stake here
than you think.
No.
There is only Vincent.
If you've spoken with him,
I know
you understand that.
My whole career, my reputation,
the respect of my colleagues...
Is that worth the pain
he must be suffering?
There's still so much
to learn from him.
So much we don't know.
Who gave you the right?!
It's too late!
Don't you
understand?
Another man
has already seen him!
Professor Hughes,
I don't know how
to explain this to you--
I don't even pretend
to understand it--
but Vincent and I are connected.
I know him.
And I know that, whatever he is,
he is also the best part
of what it means to be human.
And if you
take away his freedom,
then you take away that very
part that makes him most human.
Vincent.
Let him out
of here. Now!
Where will
you take him?
He's not going anywhere.
Give me the key.
No.
Give me the key!
No.
Give me the key!
No!
Listen to me,
will you?
We've gone
too far, Hughes,
both of us.
You don't
understand.
He does speak!
Give me the keys!
I'm sorry,
Jonathan,
but I can't allow you
to do this!
Not now! Not with
what we know!
We have no right...
Give me the keys.
Hughes.
Forget me.
Take him away.
Far away.
I will.
I wish I could have
known him better.
Vincent, forgive me.
Forgive me.
"But how could I forget thee?
"Through what power, even for
the least division of an hour,
"have I been so beguiled
as to be blind
"to my most grievous loss?
"That thought's return
"was the worst pang
that sorrow ever bore,
"save one, one only,
when I stood forlorn,
"knowing my heart's
best treasure was no more.
"That neither present time
nor years unborn
could to my sight
that heavenly face restore."
and the powerful rule.
It is her world,
a world apart from mine.
Her name... is Catherine.
From the moment I saw her,
she captured my heart.
With her beauty,
her warmth and her courage.
I knew then, as I know now,
she would change my life...
forever.
He comes from a secret place,
far below the city streets,
hiding his face from strangers,
safe from hate and harm.
He brought me there
to save my life.
And now, wherever I go,
he is with me in spirit.
For we have a bond stronger
than friendship or love.
And although
we cannot be together,
we will never, ever be apart.
There were also bruises
on her back.
For God's sake, Joe,
they've been
married 12 years!
All right.
I'll have an arrest warrant
out for Alberti
before he can put down
another six-pack, all right?
Hey, stick around.
I have a deposition.
There's something
we need to talk about.
Just came in this morning.
Providence,
Rhode Island?
The D.A. up there is
a good friend of Moreno's.
He's been looking for someone
outside his office
to head his
Domestic Violence Bureau.
Go ahead, open it.
I don't understand.
What's not
to understand?
You got an impressive record,
Moreno's word is like gold
with the guy.
He wants you in Providence,
a week from yesterday.
I'm very flattered, but...
this is very sudden, isn't it?
Well, yeah, like
everything else in life.
But we're not just talking about
a promotion here;
we're talking about
a quantum leap in your career.
Go ahead, read the job profile.
You'd be coordinating everything
from counseling services
to court appearances.
That's right up
your alley, kiddo.
Joe...
Not to mention
a 50% salary hike, minimum.
Which I know to you isn't
exactly a top priority,
but it would certainly
make me smile.
Look, nobody knows
better than me
how good you've been
for this office.
But let's be honest--
here, you're just
another foot soldier,
anonymous and underpaid.
I'll need some time.
Fine.
Only Moreno needs to know
by tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
Cathy, look,
you don't say "no"
to this kind of job
because it doesn't
come up again.
Not like this.
And if it does, it won't be
for a long time.
Well, if you ask me,
we should be celebrating at 21
over Dom Perignon,
as opposed to having
this great debate
over a couple
of Diet Pepsis.
I don't know, Edie,
it's just...
more complicated.
It is?
Leaving my father's
firm was easy,
you know, I felt it.
This is different.
You made your list yet?
What list?
You know, your list
where you take the issue,
you write out
the pros and cons.
Little trick my
therapist taught me.
Does it work?
For $75 an hour,
it better work.
Okay, we know it's
the right career move,
so we must consider
the emotional-slash...
romantic side of things.
And what are those?
Well, let's face it,
for eight million people,
New York is a hell
of a lonely place.
Who knows?
Maybe a new city
would be good for you.
Give you a chance to
meet somebody worthwhile.
Maybe.
Okay, okay,
I know what to do.
We chill a couple of days
until the right decision
comes to you.
Moreno needs an answer
by tomorrow.
Nice of him to let
you sleep on it.
This is a hard one, huh?
If you want,
I know this astrologer.
Have you ever heard of
Madame Sharonova?
I don't think so, Edie.
If I do decide to go,
I'm going to miss you.
I know.
Who else you gonna get
to do all your work?
This is the best shot.
Extraordinary, isn't it?
You have something more?
You can't seriously
expect me to go
to the provost
with this, Edward.
A research team?
Funding?
For what?
Our own Loch Ness monster?
I'd be laughed
out of the office.
I'm not asking for a grant.
I know you're not.
I'm asking for a week,
maybe two,
in our own backyard.
I'm sorry, Edward.
But you saw the evidence.
A four-second video clip
and some inconclusive
enlargements?
I was there, Leland.
I saw the creature,
I looked into his eyes.
You're wasting your time,
imagining things.
At least I'm not
blind to them.
Forgive me, I
didn't mean that.
You're here largely
because this university
has chosen to humor you.
This university
owes me something.
We owe you nothing.
You haven't published
in God knows how long.
You're still
full of self-pity
because someone else
received the credit
for your work 15 years ago.
Stole the credit.
Well, I'm sorry, Edward,
but it's ancient history.
You look like an angel
standing there.
I wanted to see you.
I have a decision to make...
and I need your help.
I've been offered
another job, Vincent.
A much better job...
with more responsibility.
A chance to use
my training...
and to help people
more than I'm able to now.
But it would mean
leaving New York.
Where would you go?
Providence, Rhode Island.
Providence is when...
something is meant to be.
I don't know what's meant to be.
Vincent, I care about you
so deeply.
But a part of me is unhappy.
And we both know why.
Well, then you don't have
any choice.
But I do.
That's why I'm here.
You didn't come this far,
Catherine, to turn back now.
I came this far because of you.
I don't want
to leave you behind.
Beyond these tunnels,
beyond this city,
is a world of possibilities
and wonders,
and things calling out
to be done.
These things I could only
dream about
until you came into my life.
Catherine, don't you understand?
You must go.
You must see...
you must do
everything
you were meant to do.
For me, for both of us.
And then, I can truly
be with you.
Always.
There's no other way?
No.
Not for us.
Come in.
Oh, you look terrific.
You look pretty good yourself.
The Alberti case,
believe it or not.
Guy's got a pair of pit bulls
for attorneys,
but we'll beat 'em.
We were a pretty good team,
weren't we?
I'm going to Providence, Joe.
What?
I don't know, I guess
I was kind of half hoping
you'd go the other way.
Yesterday you said...
Yeah, I know what
I said yesterday.
I even meant it.
I'm not too crazy
about losing you.
Thanks, Joe.
For everything.
You made the right
call, Radcliffe.
I'm going to miss you.
Vincent, the pain
you feel now--
will lessen in time
and finally pass.
That I promise.
So the best I can hope for
is to forget her?
Forget everything?
Mine was another life
before Catherine!
I'm changed... forever.
All right.
Then accept the change.
Learn from it.
But you must let
the woman follow
her own path.
Vincent.
For your sake.
Those are just words, Father,
shadows of feelings.
They offer no consolation.
Vincent.
Come in.
Professor Hughes.
Yes.
My name's Jonathan Gould.
I'm a grad student.
I'm in your section
this semester.
Yes, how can I help you?
You may have that backward.
I was here yesterday
in your office,
dropping off a paper.
Leland Quint is a fool.
Do you mind if I sit?
So, um, what is
your interest in this
matter exactly?
The truth.
I'm only interested in
finding out the truth.
The truth is an abstraction.
Yes, but that creature
is no abstraction.
It's real, isn't it?
I appreciate your
enthusiasm, Mr. Gould.
I once felt that way
myself, believe me.
Probably before
you were born.
But I think it
would be wise to...
forget it.
I can't do that.
Think of what you saw.
What it would mean.
I've already jeopardized
what little is left
of my career.
Take my advice-- you're young...
don't make the same mistakes
I did.
I guess I'm wasting my time.
You don't understand.
There's uh, no support,
no funding.
With all due respect,
Professor Hughes,
I do understand.
That's why I'm here.
Let's get him!
I'll kill the lights.
It's for Catherine.
With love's light wings
did I o'erperch these walls;
For stony limits cannot
hold love out.
Vincent.
Your message
said it was urgent.
Vincent is missing.
He's been gone since
night before last.
But I saw him that night.
I know.
Is there somewhere he
might have gone?
No, he would never cause
me such undue worry.
We've searched everywhere.
He's nowhere below.
Vincent was not himself
after he spoke with you.
About my going away?
Mm-hmm.
I'm only doing what
we both thought best.
Once, I thought I knew
the answer.
No longer.
We must find Vincent, quickly.
What can we do?
Our friends above
are searching the city.
Beyond that... I don't know.
Why did you come
to tell me?
Because I know you care.
The tranquillizer
seems to be wearing off.
Heartbeat
still constant.
21 beats a minute.
Remarkable.
His lungs are just
as powerful
and the blood is so
highly oxygenated.
He's a miracle.
Like nothing I even dreamed of.
Jonathan,
we saw him running.
Complete bipedal locomotion.
That can only suggest one thing.
Human?
You think
he's human?
He's clothed, he stood upright.
What other conclusion
could you draw?
Large lower
canine teeth,
exaggerated musculature,
extensive facial
and body hair.
An animal.
But with anthropomorphic
features.
Even if you're right,
we'd have to do a complete
cellular analysis
to determine
his DNA code.
And we don't have that
kind of equipment here.
We don't need it... yet.
We run all
the preliminary tests first;
we compile a body of knowledge.
Why wait?
why not issue a public statement
right now?
Tomorrow
we could have
the entire scientific
community at our feet.
I can't risk it.
What's at risk?
Jonathan, don't you see?
It could happen again.
They could take him away.
They could steal my work,
the benefit of my research...
like they did before.
He's ours, Professor.
And we will decide
what to do with him.
Remember that.
Vincent, be well.
Catherine.
I'm telling you,
he spoke.
Catherine.
It's probably mimicry.
He heard the name
somewhere,
and learned to
reproduce it.
But the cortical areas
of his brain are developed
enough for language.
If what you're
saying is true,
why doesn't he speak now
and explain himself?
He's disoriented.
And dangerous.
Who knows the extent
of his strength?
Don't.
We have to
keep him sedated.
He has intelligence,
Jonathan.
You're romanticizing him.
We don't know that.
I'm telling you, he's
not what you think.
What, you think he
fell from the sky?
Jonathan!
Intelligent, all right.
Change your mind?
More like
second thoughts.
I just thought I'd come by
on my way to work,
find out for myself what's what,
so I don't have to
rely on nasty rumors.
Well, I'm still here.
I noticed.
You want some coffee?
I just made a fresh pot.
Yeah. Long as it's
the real thing.
That decaf makes me nervous.
So who's this Vincent?
A friend.
Does this friend
have anything to do with these
second thoughts you're having?
Sort of.
You want to talk about it?
Not especially.
Now, don't give me
a hard time about that.
I only read that
to keep up with the soaps
for my aunt.
She's deaf.
You can't possibly be
that naïve, Professor.
What do you mean?
When the research
is completed
and the articles published,
what do you think
happens then?
I won't allow it.
There won't be any choice.
When you first introduced
yourself to me,
you said you were only
interested only in the truth.
Yes.
Well, there it is.
Why do you insist on
perverting and degrading it?
The truth isn't meant to be
hoarded like a secret.
Nor is it meant to be
twisted and exploited.
Yes, the creature
is extraordinary,
and should be shared,
but only when we know
what we're dealing with first.
I'll tell you what
we're dealing with--
a freak of nature,
a genetic accident.
You saw what he was capable of.
He was provoked.
You really believe this thing
has a conscience, don't you?
Well, for his sake,
I hope you're wrong.
For his sake,
I hope he's an imbecile.
Because like it or not,
the world's about to make
a circus act out of him.
Where are you going?
You and I made a deal,
Professor.
Now it's time to see it through.
Please!
Out of my way, Hughes.
I won't let you do this!
Well?
Then ask the bloody doorman.
Of course he'll tell you.
For $2,000,
he damn well better tell you.
Excuse me, are you Byron Trask?
Yes, I am.
I'm Catherine Chandler with
the District Attorney's office.
See my editor or my lawyer,
but leave me alone; I'm busy.
Wait a minute.
You don't understand.
I'm not here for that.
What about it?
Did it happen?
It's there in black and white,
isn't it?
Ms. Chandler, we may not be
The New York Times,
but we are a newspaper.
Did you know that this morning
at the Bronx Zoo,
an orangutan saved his keeper
from choking on a bagel
by applying
the Heimlich maneuver?
Now, where do you
think an orangutan
learned the Heimlich
maneuver?
Hmm?
Television.
It's the truth.
It's the whole truth
and nothing but the truth.
Did you believe this woman,
the Anna Lausch
that you mention?
It's my job to believe her.
Did you believe her?
I've come to know
the old woman quite well.
She's what you might call
a voyeur.
But she's not a liar.
I need to talk to her.
Better than the movies.
You would be surprised
the things you see
if you sit here
long enough.
Winnie knows,
don't you, Winnie?
With this, I can see
all over the park.
Many different people.
I look down
on all of them.
Here. Try for yourself.
No, thank you.
Go on.
Did you know
I once saw Greta Garbo?
She was walking...
Mrs. Lausch, I need to know
what you saw that night.
The night?
I watch the night, too.
When the noises
hush like children...
and on come the
street lamps...
and the people
of the dark.
Mrs. Lausch,
try to remember.
What did you see?
Two men were running...
and a truck was following...
with a bright light... fast.
And they go down
by the tunnel,
and the man
turns, and I see his face--
a terrible animal face--
with such pain.
And then the other man
in the truck, he comes...
and he...
He what?
Shoots at him.
Shoots at him?
Could you show me where?
There.
Thank you.
You will come back
to see us, won't you?
Speak to me.
Please.
I know you can; I heard you.
You've got to let me help you.
Then release me.
So you can speak.
And you can understand
what I say?
Yes.
Why did you keep silent
in front of Gould?
The other man means me harm.
No words would change that.
I never meant you harm.
You must believe that.
Do you have a name?
Vincent.
Vincent.
My name is Hughes.
I have so many questions.
You spoke the name Catherine.
Who is Catherine?
She is everything...
but she lives...
...only in my heart.
Is she like you?
Another of your kind?
There is only me.
Vincent... what are you?
I am only what I am.
If you cut me, I will bleed.
If you strike me,
I will strike back.
And if you keep me in chains...
...I will die.
Look at me.
I don't know
what to do.
Let me go.
I can't.
Not now, not yet.
I still have
so many
unanswered questions.
Hughes...
I am dying.
Leave me alone!
Professor Hughes?
Who is it?
My name is
Catherine Chandler.
Please, may I
speak with you?
Catherine.
Thank you.
How can I help you?
I traced the
serial number
to the supplier
in Albany,
to the university,
and then to you.
He's here, isn't he?
Is he alive?
He's spoken of you.
Take me to him.
I can't do that.
I'm sorry.
Please.
I need time!
Everything's happening
too quickly.
There's more at stake here
than you think.
No.
There is only Vincent.
If you've spoken with him,
I know
you understand that.
My whole career, my reputation,
the respect of my colleagues...
Is that worth the pain
he must be suffering?
There's still so much
to learn from him.
So much we don't know.
Who gave you the right?!
It's too late!
Don't you
understand?
Another man
has already seen him!
Professor Hughes,
I don't know how
to explain this to you--
I don't even pretend
to understand it--
but Vincent and I are connected.
I know him.
And I know that, whatever he is,
he is also the best part
of what it means to be human.
And if you
take away his freedom,
then you take away that very
part that makes him most human.
Vincent.
Let him out
of here. Now!
Where will
you take him?
He's not going anywhere.
Give me the key.
No.
Give me the key!
No.
Give me the key!
No!
Listen to me,
will you?
We've gone
too far, Hughes,
both of us.
You don't
understand.
He does speak!
Give me the keys!
I'm sorry,
Jonathan,
but I can't allow you
to do this!
Not now! Not with
what we know!
We have no right...
Give me the keys.
Hughes.
Forget me.
Take him away.
Far away.
I will.
I wish I could have
known him better.
Vincent, forgive me.
Forgive me.
"But how could I forget thee?
"Through what power, even for
the least division of an hour,
"have I been so beguiled
as to be blind
"to my most grievous loss?
"That thought's return
"was the worst pang
that sorrow ever bore,
"save one, one only,
when I stood forlorn,
"knowing my heart's
best treasure was no more.
"That neither present time
nor years unborn
could to my sight
that heavenly face restore."