Houdini and Doyle (2016): Season 1, Episode 7 - Bedlam - full transcript

Father, you need to help me.

What is your plight?

I feel darkness all around me

that compells me to do things.

What sorts of things?

Shameful things, please

to make me say

But you must acknowledge you sin

before you can be forgiven
for them

I'm so weak...

I allow the darkness inside me



And I'm so afraid

You're a child of God. He will
not let harm come to you

I'm not afraid for me...

I'm afraid for you

I'm his flesh. I'll do

This deed of trust... between Wickbold
EA and Arthur Conan Doyle With

the offer to Purchase No. 46 Forbes Street,
London, The home of Charles Doyle.

Hey,did you find out anything more
about night ou panic instan

This is not the place

Have you requested coroner's
report? Could be nothing!

Dr. Doyle, have you discovered
anything?

The victm's facial distortion is
the symptom of

stress-provoked ventricular
fibrillation.

which flooded her heart
with adrenaline



She was frightened to death.

You look worse than usual...

Children were particularly
rambunctious last night

Witnesses reported this woman
exhibited the strength of several men

A drowning

can make people do
extraordinary things.

Like the Michigan's stunt, for example

The whole thing frozen over

I dove in this hole but
I can't find my way back

I was drowning

I'd punched out of 18 inches of ice

The police claimed that she was
possessed by some sort of demon

The only thing that possessed
her was a sick xxxxx.

You don't believe in evil?

Human evil, yes.

Do'nt tell me you think there's
an actual devil out there

somewhere walking around
with horns and pitchforks.

I believe in God, why
shouldn't I believe in Lucifer?

Just because you believe in one fairy
tale doesn't mean you believe in all...

It's an obsession.
It's insanity

For being possessed

may have looked insane

Look at this.

It's some sort of
skin sensitiveness

urticaria, although I've never
seen in such configuration

She's wearing a nice ring

The clothes... It seems...

institutional

B-R-H

Bethlem Royal Hospital

Only known as Bedlam.

It's the clothes they issue the
patients who have been released

So, she's just got out of
the loony bin...

Then equals what? Loony?

Anyone behaving at all out of
the ordinary can be commited

champions to a frozen lake,
for instance

What an atrocity is commited
in this snake berth.

Bedlam or wakes.

Clearly Molly shouldn't never
have been released.

especially since with
a history of delusions

I never went to medical schools...

but didn't they just say 'I'm right and
you're wrong'?

We necessarily rule out
possessions

You've all tried for her realease?

No, no, that's was Dr. Randall.

He harbour a hope for
curing fear itself

to abstract somatis...
- But a..

He's had glimmer of promises

A chase into some severe issues
made that happened again.

Well, we only behave
his words

Worth to show I'd take
a most substantive approach

than Dr. Randall.

Electroshock, lobotomies have
proved as effective

Time people to house
plans

Surely is.

As a doctor you understands
the brain is an organ...

like any other.
-Like any other?

I'd hate to hear that kidneys
are there for symphony.

Many patients here live in
their own filthy

Which patriot confess chill to view
them like animals in the zoo?

I brought humanity to
Bethlam

Arthur Conan Doyle.

We meet at last.

My name is Hendridge

Sherlock Holmes.

We currently have three
patients

with the same delusion

In the matter of logic
two of us must be wrong

At least.

But you have a lot of fans in here

I'm honored you like
the character

Actually...

I've noted 87 occasions for
you to betray me inaccurately

I plan to get proper legal
action to stop this slime.

I'll alert my solicitor

That's right. Mock the lunatic.

You didn't make me.

I... made.... you!

-

His name was Wilson.

I image you have several patients
claiming to be possessed...

Yes, it's now too common illusion.

Have you ever had a case you thought
could be actually possession?

No.

Well... ah...

We do have one patient
who has given me pos?

A defrocked priest, named
Nathaniel Ferdistat?

It stepped the immagination of several
other patients including Molly

How many others?

Have they been released?

I'm not sure.

But there is no reason to...

They're may be in danger.
We need to see your records.

No, no, no. You know
I can't do that.

The Lord Chief Justice
owes me a favour

I'll be back very soon.

Call boy to let him finish a lunch.
I need a court order.

Did you tell him who's asking?

Father, let's play some football

I'm working.

You don't look like
you're working...

I'm thinking. For a writer
thinking is working.

You're not thinking,
you're stomping.

Kingsley! Out!

Stop your whining.

Stop your whining, Arthur!

The world hates your whinge.

Omni immundus spiritus

Omni satanical potestas

No, I can curtail ye all

I cast out the demon in you.

Go to hell with you!

In name of our lord
-You people mads...

disgust, your mental pathetic
witling

and the holy water

We use this purified water

[.....] - to banish the creature
within you

Damn you!

To lever you on old..

that is unpleasant

Shut up!

Put that scabbard away!

Stand up!

Cathatonia

And it's also from Bedlam.

We had access to the records which
might have helped us save this man.

Please, stop!
-I smell whisky.

and despair.

Your children
are never rambunctious

And for professional aims you're
spending way to much time with us

so I'm guessing you have a
major case of writer's block

Keeping home's dad is pretty
more difficult than I thought

So it weren't worth?

Give people what they want.

More showup is more bore-
-Win, win.

It's more complicated than that.

Oh, my god!

Another reaction.

A configuration

similar to the one we saw
in Molly

Not similar.
Identical.

This can't be random,
it has to be a pattern

I don't see a pattern.

I think I do.

it's real built to spot patterns

help us pick out hind predators

xxx?

and makes us see faces everywhere:
from man to moon to

Jesus in a piece of toast.

Sometimes it stays in front of
people's head.

Oh, come on. You're playing
connect the dots

You can make anything

I know where I've seen it before.

All the marks of the bad.

This is helpful, means we have
not to wound up all demons...

Just the bad.

His points really suggest
a pentagram

and Arthur made you
clearly looks like a bear.

Abbadon, Lord of the Abyss

paralyses his victims with fear

so that he may feed on
the souls.

leaving his marks on his preys

It is the demonic equivalent
to stigmata.

muss skin writing

Some people can cause a
spontaneous allergic reaction

and unconsciously forming
into whatever they want.

It's like... getting a
tatoo without a needle.

It's very tricky.

How does one consciously
do sometfhing...

when one is unconscious?

The very question is why does
our Addy

have big book with creepy symbols?

It's my husband's.

The ring is marking that.

It's the insignia of
Anarchism

Those guys have done some
nasty things.

You think he was involved
with these assassins

I think he was trying
to stop them.

That's why he was killed.

They left him hanging in
the study for me to find.

I'm Little Guy's Trumsey Lordship
Justice's office

Thank you.

Ah!

We have a warrant.

We'll see the priest first, then
your records.

Nathaniel.

I've been waiting for you three.

Nice jacket.

I own one just like that home.

Do you know Molly Morgan
and Samir Fleming.

They were my akanans(?)

and quite a number of them.

How many?

Molly's dead.

insomnia catatonics.

He has fulfilled that purpose.

The beast must be fed

All of them still alive.

But his soul is gone.

I think he uses narcissus

I need no such trickery.

I corrupt the sense for
Abaddon's feed off.

How do you do that?

Spirituals deepest to the end.

And it is a simple matter

Do you know what I most fear?

Being condemned to the
same manner as me

I see that you are weak

Prisoner of your first

And it will be long

It's enough of that! Guard!

It's never enough!

Abaddon

It's nothing more than a
talented code reader turner

Crap credit for what happens to the victims

No code reading can make
Molly in

behaves as they did.

All makes the mockery badges in
their bodies. (???)

Here's another one.

That's 5 patients

They had contact with
Nathaniel or xxx? somewhere

Time abounds waste
to go - What's that one?

The patients it's not relevant.

I'll ask xxx to check them down.

You two go. And I will
see what Dr. Randall has to say

I believe permitting one's
fears to paper

as effect to defining it

and wanting to find
and can be tacked it

Molly's xxxx ... what was
her condition when you released her?

I thought them cured.

That's arrogant, I know

Now just sounds foolish.

How a man like this
Nathaniel was allowed

contact with
vulnerable patients?

Not just allowed, encouraged

and not by me.

Dr. Pearson believes if we

terrifies the patients with demons...

they will come running to God

He's using fear to manipulate them.

Fear is the disease itself.

He doesn't understand that.

What about the rest of
Dr. Pearson's psychotherapies?

Electroshock or the xxxx?

He assures me he has success

It's barbaric and you know it.

I have a court order.

I intend to search his place...

and find how everything that
is going in here

and stop the abuse!

And I count on you help
or your hindrance

We have much to discuss

Can I offer you a cup of tea?

Yes.

Help me!

Stop.

The world takes a witcher

B.R.H.
Patient Name: Charles Doyle
Patient Number: 2208

...bizarre..
DELUSIONS; HALLUCINATIONS

... paranoid....
...plotting against him....
...violent...

...agggressive anger...

...Alchool abuse...
-CHANGES IN EATING
-EXCESSIVE ANGER

diagnosis: insanity
...fervent and uncontrollable...

...plotting against him
His violent escape attempt

who experience aggressive anger are....

their lives suchu as worry
paranoid personality disorder

and morbid tendencies...
... confined in restraints.

His violent escape attempt and...
... order him permanently confi...

[Dr. Pilsen]

Four of the five released innates
have been found

in detained, safe and healty.

so trying to find an
address for the fifth.

It just leaves one question:

So, what's in the file you're
xxx ? such an approach

It's the coroner's report in
Nigel Pennington.

No water found in lungs.
Likely strangulation

It's suspicious stuff

Billy has no leads
no suspects

Long time with this guy?

He was my husband's friend.

And his business partner

The police said Benjamin
gambled all our money away

Nigel thought he'd
embezzled it.

My tining was loss ?????

well, five in nine you do
your

Nigel was trying to
open in questioning if

this was a hide and I wanted too

You don't think your husband
gave off the money away

Benjamin took me to
Eifell Tower

Not to see the structure
or enjoy the view.

he really kissed at
the top of the world

He wasn't a gambler.

He was a romantic.

Yeah.

Maybe you two were obviously
mutually exclusive?

Dr. Pilsen is ruthless
and unyielding,

devoid of any redeemable
human qualities.

He has subjected me to one
unspeakable torture after

another, each one more
horrible than the last.

He has forced me to worship
Abaddon and enabled

this monster to reveal its
hideous visage to me.

There are no words

You bastard!
-Don't, please.

I know what you did
to my father.

Yourself a father

I-I do charge...
-Talk to me!

-Detective!
You tortured him to death.

You... you've been drinking.

Perhaps your wife's condition
is too stressful to you.

You can

If I could give you a teinture
a lot that mean to opium

You clearly need help
to order things

something to break you anxiety?

I'm not the crazy one!

Nor was my father!

Your father was savaged from...

Dementia preacox was a very

-What you did to him!

What's this?

I'm .... you!

You can't! You can't!

You don't
just .... me up!

No! No!

Your father xxxx?
I'm afraid

I'm sorry, Arthur.
'Noooo!

Sorry.

No el back yet?

No.

Then, I can't admit he was right.

I know you think abaddon
was behind this.

Don't be cute.

I do think that something erratic
is going on in that asylum.

I think that we should go back and
open every file they have.

I thinl that we should
get on fast

I've ordered to see my solicitor

No one even know I'm in here.

Meet your new roommate

You. and your bloody solicitor!

No, no, this isn't right.

This time it is not so amusing, is it?

What Pilsen is doing is ilegal

You have to alert
Scotland Yard.

Guard!

Guard!

I've been thinking...
- Not talking to you.

Name it.

Puffy eyes,

you've been drinking heavily

Apparently

All you're doing is
drink is nurse

Just the same old
long term

abuse the devil's muscle

one symptom of an
even bigger problem

Fear.

Of course I'm scared. I'm locked

in a bloody mental hospital.

What happened? Somebody
steal your identity?

and now they call you crazy
as soon as you mention your name.

Christi for head

daunting eyes

stupid pa.xxxxx

So is the fear is within
you your entire life.

Whine.

What's wounded you so profoundly?

More importantly,
why did you kill

my fictional counterpart?

Han
was a white lighting

stood in the way of
something more profound

It's a tad more personal and
I find interesting to me

We must... after your father died.

You're true Sherlock over the fons

I made some inquiries

Doyle's father was a patient
at den.

where he died years ago.

Well, then that explains
Doyle's behaviour.

and that file.

Let me guess.

Daddy loved you when you
became a doctor and hated it

when you became a rack
although within it

every once in a while he did have
a inspired term or phrase. They say

a little insanity steers
the creative juices

I'm not insane.

Your surroundings suggest
otherwise

Did he ever whatso acknowledge you

as a writer?

Sherlock was one of my successful
characters in the history of fiction

Not fiction

I need to get out of here.

Are you going to
embrace your intuition

and see this as an opportunity

to investigate from inside?

I suppose I could

Trying find proof that my father
was right, proof of abaddon

I termed down the Abaddon

disfocused in Nathaniel

How did you know about the case?

I hear things

When thinking of your backing mad
known it is descripted so xxxx to matter

Ah, really, you did?

Professor Moriarty...

An evil stepmother

The victims died in a state

of great fear. They also exhibited

dry grangene

and parathesis to everything
to may be in poison

You are the fear inducing poison

in study in scarlet

Ergot...

causes terrifying allucination

The house of Charles Doyle

offered purchase

I thought he was just
sleeping in

but his bed is untouched

He mustn't come home
at all last night.

Daddy?

It's not your father, love.

Where is he?

I'm not sure.

I'm Adelaide

You must be Kingsley.

Your father told me
so much about you.

Mostly good.

I don't like broccoli either.

You're a policeman.

I am.

And we are going to
find your father.

I promise.

I think he told Nathaniel,
which is why

I devised a way to get
you into his cell

A five ways to find me

before those animals give in
xxxx concussion

I asked them five?

Guard! Come quick!

Dr. Doyle needs help
utterly consumption

Otherwise at least eight
other helmet

with manifest similar symptoms

Look it!

I thought you said this method
didn't involve knock him out

I naild. I just
expect you'd disapprove

Stakes and high enough to justify headache

Prep xxx and mild brain injury

You'd better come through.

It's too late for that.

Abaddon has come for me.

Your followers flow

We think they were poisoned.

Yeah.

Abaddon lost
this Milice

Your father ricketed of it.

How would you know about my father?

He died eight years ago,
before you came to Bedlam.

Badness always been here...

is everywhere the true
has been xxx?

Your father xxx good to weakness

so easy to squeeze
life out of him

He's girding you!

Do you wak to Pilsen?

I have but one master

As does the

Pilsen's access to a pattern

That's why he brought me here.

Act you.

This is impossible.

Apparently not.

Doyle!

What have you done?

No. I didn't even tie.
I just came to talk to him.

He was tactic garden!

No, I've never touched him.
Some force... wrenched his neck.

He said Abaddon was coming
for him. Tell him!

He dragged me in here. I had
no idea he was going to do this.

What? No!

Tell him. Wait!
No! He's lying.

No! No! No!

I liked your father.

But I failed him.

Even if I've
here

I'm sure he would be alive
and be grateful today.

It will xxxx your writing,

but it's a small price to
bury xxxx xxxxxx

Doyle! Doyle!

No, no, no!

No, please!

I need to write

Ease. Relax.

Just relax.

Excuse me.

Please, don't drill into
my friend's brain.

Attendent!

They are indisposed.

By indisposed, I mean...
unconscious.

Let me apologize in advance
to rendering you...

unconscious as well.

What do you say?

By earlier to betrayal was
just ruth

I had sixty to ablutions
xxxxx???

only if you'd like the most
satisfying conclusion.

Wait! Wait!

Fergus was in an early draught of
the studing scholar

But I caught it before it went to print.

How could you know about it?
-We're in the middle of this thrilling escape

What did you think of...
Come on!

There's our way out.

No!

Doyle!

There must be a logical
out to this.

Nothing is making sense!

Whenever I'm lying, you
steal for me

What you eliminate as impossible

Whatever remains...

everything here is impossible.
-And therefore?

everything is a signal
to my imagination.

Including you.

I'm just like everything
deuce.

I've been giver ergot.

I'm allucinating.

The real me

is dying.

Convulsions...

shock, oedema

My best guess is
some sort of poison

Unfortunately it is impossible
to tell which one.

Ergot.

Yes!

Ergot concerning explains
all the symptoms

How did you ever think of that?

Lucky guess.

Daddy?
-Kingsley.

We found him and we're
going to make it better

Good as new.

Alright?

I'm afraid the children
can't be in here.

No! We're not leaving our father!

We are throwing them out?

Now that I xxx, there's nothing
I can do for him

You have to find a way
out of your life now.

Arthur!

Tully!

I haven't given up. I've been
searching the world for a cure.

Well, stop searching.

as I felt wonderful.

He said ergot take 12
hours to peak.

Both victims had their breakdown
the day they were released

which means they were at Bethlem
when they were poisoned

Nathaniel confined himself

so... that lets him out of the hook.

When'd everyone else were
scared peak to death

Thrills?

The only ones with access to the
victims were Pilsen and Randall

But the only time Doyle
saw Pilsen he was with us

And the only time
he wasn't with us

he met Randall

You think 'I' poisoned him?

I'm trying to figure it out
why anybody would kill people

in such a torturous way...

But you're a scientist.

You're not trying to kill the failures,
you're trying to kill the mothers.

The way Pasteur inoculated
people against rabies

by giving them small dosis.

And how do you suppose
I administered this... poison?

It's called ergot.

As some kind of rife fungus.

And we were wondering the
same thing.

How the heck do you get...

rife fungus in some way?

Bread I suppose

Certain drinks, beer and alcohol.

Tea? - Like any good scientist

you wouldn't take experiment with
something you can't control.

I think you have an antidote

Why would I have an antidote...?

to a poison I don't have?

You'd better have.

Because I xxx your tea were eregot

I do the sure thing professional.

Stop you before you took
poison to any other poor people

What are y ou doing?

You can't kill me! -I think you would
give us the antidote before that.

No. Don't do this.

I'm so close.

If I can kill fear

It is .

Save so many lives from ruin.

Yes. All those dies you caused,
will you undo?

You told me you knew
how to sail.

Like you told me you
know how to ski.

'Cause I can ski.

Take me to Mont Blanc
and I will show you.

Yes, of course you can.

Because you're not real.

Why does that matter?

The feelings are real.

It's not enough?

That's everything.

I must go back.

You have to want me die.

I know.

Then, why?

Why go back to
all that pain?

That torment...

Because it's real.

It's the pain that is real,
and so is the joy.

Was about me?

You're a dream.

A beautiful dream.

I'm sorry.

Good bye, my love.

Is it the dream like?

That's the product ofyour dying brain.

There's not much time left.

There must be a way out of this.

Ergot is the surge on
real vendor

Can you possibly do abandon that?

Euphoria.

It's massive surge

which spikes all calcium to constrict
peripheral blood vessels.

Probably kill me

It's the only thing that will
physically stop the encore

How might I feel euphoria
in this place?

By eliminating... your misery.

What is causing all the dark

memories of this house, son?

Go on, say it.

Father.

In the flesh. So to speak.

Am I dead?

No, Arthur.

You're losing your mind.

Out of way!

No, no, no, no!

You're alright?
-Yes.

Surprising thing that all your
problems are my fault.

Do you deny that you
didn't have the

faintest idea how
to be a father?

Yes, I was a troubled father.

All better now?

Bastard.

Hum. Hard enough.

So that's it?

What is this really about?

Oh, I know.

Your precious work.

Most fathers would be proud
of what I created.

Sherlock Holmes.

The most skeptical asshole who ever lived.

You hated my work because
it was a fictional character.

Character who was contemptous
with everything that I was

Character you made up that way with
the sole purpose of hurting me.

Of course I wanted to hurt you.

You were an alcoholic madman.

And the best day of my life

was the day they took you away.

You know that's not true.

There, now.

Steady, steady.

Dr. Doyle.
Steady... steady.

The alcohol was my fault,
the madness was not.

And whose fault was it, mine?

It was no one fault.

Do you know how miserable I was?

To have such a lunatic
for a father

Do you know the utter horror
of losing one's mind?

At first, I tried to justify, it was a
quark of creative brain.

Then I tried to camouflage
with alcohol.

It bottled to the piano

Better a lash than a
nut case.

But I kept thinking deeper and deeper

until it took everything from me

My work...

Your dear mother...

Your brothers and sisters...

You.
-Hum!

Quite the xxx?

Would this all of this be different
if I remained the doctor?

Probably.

If it was anyone that I read your work to
I came to despise you.

It was my work that awful?

No.

Her father and brothers
were aclaimed artists.

I was...

The disappointment...

And you came along and
it was so easy for you.

Your brilliance illuminated
my mediocrity

My death didn't warrant a single
obituary in the newspaper.

And yet the entire world mourned
the death of your cartoon.

Why couldn't you tell me?

Because I was a weak...

and a petty little man.

I didn't despise you.

I despised myself.

I know it's to late, but...

but would you allow me
to do something that

I wish I had the courage
to do when I was alive?

Thank you.

But you were thinking that
this was a shade to fuss out.

And you will just realise I'm
just a figment of your imagination.

Precisely.

Hum, I thank you to take
my word for it.

Daddy?

Come here, son.

I was never cross with you

Nor you.

I was cross with myself.

You gave Adelaide and your
kids a hell of a scare.

Yes, all three of us.

It wasn't Pilsen, was it?

It was Randall.

How could you possibly learn that?

Holmes cracked the case.

Up here, the case was
cracked by Houdini.

Figured out that your
poison was Ergot.

How could you poss...?

No!

No. I don't know what are you thinking

but put off that grin off your face

They must've communicated
that to you telepathically

Or... it came to me in one of my
frequent bursts of inspiration

And where did that inspiration come from?

Please, let him
have the last word.

And one last signature.

Thank you, Dr. Doyle.
-Thank you.

I love you, ma.