Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde | FULL MOVIE | 2007 | Horror, Sci-Fi, Action（Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde | FULL MOVIE | 2007 | Horror, Sci-Fi, Action）

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♪♪
[man] Lookin' sweet, mama.
[overlapping chatter]
Yo, blondie.
Hey there!
Come on sweetheart.
Don't be shy.
[eerie music plays]
Actually, I'm off the clock.
Check the street.
[crying]
No! [crying and screaming]
[cries out; crying]
Shut up!!!
Shh.
No.
I'll do anything.
Anything?
Please let me go.
[screams] Please, please.
Oh my God! Oh my God!
[mockingly] Oh my God.
La-la-la-la-la-la-- No!! Please! Please! No. No!
No! No! No! No!
[gasps] Ah!
Go.
What?
Before I change my mind.
[crying]
[crying]
Ah! Boo!
[gasping, crying]
I changed my mind.
No! Oh, no! No!
[Blood curdling scream]
[traffic, police sirens chirping]
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
[sirens approaching]
Home early sir.
Something came up.
I'll be happy to pick up dinner.
I was just on my way out
to get those books you ordered.
They can wait.
Under the weather again, sir?
Mrs. Poole, this work I've
been doing you know how
important it is to me.
Don't wish to be disturbed, of course.
I'll see to it that you have complete privacy
in the laboratory, as usual.
[low whirring]
[electronic beeping]
[keypad beeps]
[electronic beeping]
[man] I keep bragging about
our number one neurologist.
[Jekyll] I know, I know. I'm sorry.
And then you don't even show
at the resident's orientation.
I'll make it up to you. I'll accept all your invitations
to boring dinner parties for an entire year.
It's this outside research
project your working on, isn't it?
How's it coming?
I'm not sure.
Well, whatever it is, you know I encourage it.
It's good for the hospital.
But I also need you to fulfill your duties here.
[garbled hospital page]
Argh!
[moaning]
Aaah!
[loud moaning]
Mrs. Goldstein's asking for you again.
She, uh refuses to be examined by anyone else.
Dr. Jekyll?
Oh! Uh, tell Mrs. Goldstein
I'll be there as soon as I can.
Well, look at you.
You look like you haven't slept in a week.
How ya been?
Uh, just some coffee, please.
Black. And some aspirin if you have any.
Glad you called, Gabe.
Oh, yeah?
To tell you the truth, I've been worried about you.
What are you up to?
I've just been caught up in a pet project.
What's her name?
So, how's the gallery these days?
Wonderful. A headache.
You know, the way it should be
with the opening tonight.
The opening?
Yeah. You got the invitation, didn't you?
No, no, I'm sure I did.
Okay, well,
just to be sure.
In Emily's memory.
Yeah. Her last series of work.
She would want you there.
Well, I, I wouldn't miss it for the world.
[woman on TV] ...a young woman found
stabbed last night.
Now police have yet to release
any details, but many fear it's
the latest in a series of
brutal murders that have gripped the city.
We have a reporter on the scene now,
we go live to his location.
He's been out there two months.
What kind of monster would do this?
I'll be right back.
[vomits]
[street noise]
[background chatter]
Emily called that,
"Lonely Woman".
Toward the end...
when she woke up you were always there.
Always there to take care of her.
She's still here.
I can feel her everywhere.
I ought to go.
Oh no, no, no, no.
You stay here. I'll get you a drink.
Enjoy yourself.
Hey!
Hey.
You enjoying the show?
Yes.
Good. Listen, I've got
a friend I'd like you to meet.
I've locked the exterior door.
When should I--
Not until morning.
Even if I beg.
Of course. I understand.
[electronic beeping]
No!
[groaning]
[groaning, crying]
[groaning continues]
[loud crash]
[street noise]
[screams, groans]
Get off! Ugh!
[screams]
[gasps, choking]
Nice crib, mister!
[boy] Just move in?
[starts engine]
[Gabe] Henry, where were
you last night?
Lost.
What are you doing right now?
Well, I'm just on my way to see an artist.
What's-- what's going on?
[heavy sigh] Gabe.
I..I'm in trouble. I-- I, um,
I need your help.
Well, it's, it's a legal matter.
It's, it's complicated.
Don't you have your own lawyer?
Oh, he'd ask too many questions.
I'm having trouble following you, Henry.
All your contacts-- you seem to know everyone.
I was hoping that you might refer me to, to--
To another lawyer.
Well, one who's discreet. Whom I can trust.
Who can get things done quickly.
How worried should I be?
Please. Just do this for me.
Well, actually I do know someone.
[woman] Don't worry about the appeal,
or the filing costs.
We'll just figure that out later
so I'll call you tomorrow.
Hi. Hi.
Ah, sorry about the wait.
I, uh-- you must be--
Henry Jekyll.
Claire Wheaton.
Nice-- nice to meet you.
Please. Come in.
Uh...
I'd like to tell you it's not always like this, but--
I appreciate your meeting with me on such short notice.
Oh well, Gabe's a great
guy, though I am a little surprised.
As you can see you're not my usual clientele.
Please, sit. Oh, that's the least
of my worries.
He made it sound urgent.
It is.
Well, then how can I help you, Doctor?
That-- that girl they found
strangled two days ago.
This belonged to her.
How did you--?
Well, apparently I took it as a souvenir.
I'm sorry, I don't--
After I--
the others too--
I'm the one who's responsible.
That's not funny.
I want to plead guilty. I want to waive trial.
And I want to be sentenced as quickly as possible.
Hold on, wait a minute.
You're-- you're a dear friend of Gabe's, right?
You are a respected physician
and you're telling me--
Can you help me or not?
Look, I'm not the best person for this.
Some one with more experience,
who specializes in criminal defense,
that's who you should be talking to.
No. No, no, no. Gabe, he told me to come here.
He wouldn't have sent me here
if you weren't the right person.
Look, even if I believed you.
It-- you just can't.
It, um, just isn't done this way.
Why?
For one thing,
most people who confess to such horrendous
crimes didn't do it.
Do you know that six people are dead?
And I'm telling you that I'm the one who did it.
What could be gained?
What could be gained by
discussing options except to try
and find some technicality
to try and get me off?
Look, obviously I don't have expertise in this area,
but there could be mitigating circumstances.
I'm not looking for a deal!
This could mean the difference between a life
sentence and a death penalty.
This was a mistake.
Look, I can give you the name
of someone, uh, backed up by an
excellent firm with the clout
and resources to handle
something like this.
Thank you for your time.
[birds chirping]
Ow. [groaning]
God, no, no, no, no, no.
Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.
Shut up!
[horn honks]
[woman screams, tires screech]
[Hyde laughs]
What are you, crazy?
[crowd murmurs]
This'll help you sleep, Mr. Lanyon.
I'll be back to check on you in a little while.
Do you remember me?
[EKG beeps steady]
I know. I'm unforgettable.
Don't take it personally.
You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Let me tell you how it's going to feel.
First there'll be a wave of
panic when I turn off the
machine measuring your vital signs.
[EKG flat line tone]
Then when I cut the IV supply
your blood pressure will drop and you might even feel
a metallic taste in your mouth.
Aren't you surprised that I know all this?
Which brings us to the ventilator.
Now, when I've disabled it,
you...
well, it's hard to describe, so why don't I just show you.
[air hisses]
[choking]
[flat line tone]
Yes?
Hi. I'm here to see Dr. Jekyll.
I'm afraid he's not in.
Uh, do you happen to know where he is?
He's not at work.
If you would like to leave your name,
I'll be happy to give him a message.
Please. Let him know I was here.
It concerns a matter he came
to see me about yesterday.
Tell him I think I can help.
Thank you.
Wait.
Come in.
Please wait here. Thank you.
What are you doing?
I was just, um--
He said to go away.
You'll have to leave.
Okay. Sorry.
[door creaks]
[sniffles]
[sobbing]
We'll do it your way.
Thank you.
I would still have to know what happened.
You wouldn't believe me.
A Harvard-educated physician,
who saves lives by day and takes them by night.
How much more difficult to believe could it be?
May I...
may I ask you a personal question?
I'd prefer to talk about you.
If you were forced to choose,
would you call yourself good or evil?
Good, I guess.
Yet you've had evil thoughts.
Occasionally acted on them.
Huh?
Haven't we all?
Well, you see it's something
that I've always been fascinated
with ever since I can remember.
That how, on an intrinsic level
it seems that we have two
distinct selves within us.
One good and one bad.
Each struggling for control.
And as a doctor I-- I wonder
could it be the key to
understanding the very nature of
health and illness.
Well, for years it was, it was just a private theory.
One I kept strictly to myself
but, then a year ago something
amazing happened that changed all that.
As if it were meant to be.
I was in the Amazon.
Deep in the rainforest.
Treating remote tribes.
And came across a shaman who
worshiped a rare flower.
He believed it caused the soul
to separate, allowing the dark
self to escape so that the light self can heal.
It was like nothing I'd ever seen before.
Later, I took a blood sample
from the shaman and tested it.
Even his genetic makeup had changed.
I had to find the flower.
I'd finally succeeded in
isolating its psychotropic properties.
[gags]
A catalyst to trigger the effect.
The question was what?
For months it was all I could think about.
A blinding obsession.
The more I searched for the answer,
the more out of reach it seemed.
Then just as I was about to quit...
[groaning]
♪♪
♪ I'll hold your hand while they drag the river ♪
♪ I'll cuddle you in the undertow ♪
♪ I'll keep my hands on your trigger finger ♪
♪ I'll take you down where the train tracks go ♪
♪ Let's while away the hours ♪
♪ Let's spend an evil night together ♪
♪ We'll drink a toast in a torture chamber ♪
♪ And you'll go down on a bed of nails ♪♪
Edward Hyde.
That's what he calls himself.
He even has a name?
At first only taking the serum would make him emerge
and I could control him and the experiment.
But then he became more violent,
stronger and he began appearing at will.
How often?
Oh, every week or two in the beginning.
Always at night.
And then?
With increasing frequency
the more I tried to suppress him
which may have triggered his urge to kill.
I see.
You don't believe me.
You think I'm making this up?
If I'm going to be your lawyer it doesn't matter what
I personally believe.
I'll prepare a statement of facts.
Then we'll arrange for you
to turn yourself in.
We'll have you committed for
twenty-four hours.
Committed?
A psychiatric ward.
I'm afraid something might happen again.
Yeah, it's just awful about Mr. Lanyon.
We have no idea if and when he'll be back.
You said he had a heart attack?
About a week ago. Um, that's him right there.
Uh, okay, here it is.
212 Battery St. apartment 4F.
It-- it says it, uh, it was leased to Edward Hyde,
but it was paid for by Henry Jekyll.
Why is that?
Sorry, I'm just a temp.
I don't suppose you, uh, have an extra key.
To his place.
Gosh, I don't know if I can--
No, it's, it's okay, I'm um,
Henry Jekyll's attorney.
I guess it's okay.
I think they keep the keys in the back.
How could you send him to me?
Why? What's he done?
You say you know him so well, how well?
I've know him for many years.
He treated my wife's tumor.
What about mental illness?
Any history that you know of?
As far as I know. No.
Drug abuse? Delusions?
Abnormal behavior of any kind?
Claire...
Henry is the most peaceful person I know.
Well, then he's covering up for someone.
Ever heard of a person named Edward Hyde?
Who?
Never mind.
You're busy. I've taken enough of your time.
But you are going to help him, aren't you?
I don't know.
I'm not sure I want to get involved.
[Hyde] Did you miss me?
I mean, what a way to treat a dear friend.
First, locks on the door.
Then a loony bin.
It can't be.
You're so ungrateful!
To be given the freedom to
experience the darkest thrills
of the human soul without anyone suspecting!
You're not real.
Oh well, you see, you're wrong.
You're lucky I still need
you around or you would have
been gone a long time ago.
What do you want?
For you to stop being a baby.
Suck it up!
Realize that only by accepting me
can you finally accept yourself.
I'm not you.
Oh no?
I'm a good man.
Boring.
That's why you're here.
You are all in my head, testing myself.
Just think of all the good
times that we had.
Do you remember our first kill?
That, that moment of surrender.
It was so sweet.
I can take control.
[laughs]
You can't even tell that lawyer girlfriend
of yours what you think you
want to do to her because you can't.
Stop it!
Make me.
No more!
[gasps]
[distant screaming]
[man] Hey! Are you okay?
[clattering]
[low TV broadcast]
Yeah....Is your door locked?
[screaming on TV]
[panting]
[gasping]
[yelling, screaming]
[Hyde yells]
[man] Still coming up empty.
DNA?
Doesn't match anything in our databanks.
Prints?
Deformed like the others.
Maybe cuts the skin off his fingertips.
And nothing yet on that area
we searched? Wonderful.
I think we've got something.
An earring was found matching one the last victim was wearing.
Where? In an alley behind an
apartment building on Battery.
Anyone talk to the tenants?
This could be a coincidence, but a lady
on the fourth floor says she
saw a woman running from an apartment
last night, looking scared.
Do we have an apartment number?
Getting a search warrant as we speak.
Good.
[phone rings]
Hi. You've reached the office of Claire Wheaton.
Please leave me a message after the tone.
I, um, I need a favor.
What happened to you, Henry?
You look terrible.
I, uh--
Um, here.
What's this?
If anything should happen to me,
I, I want you to open it,
but only then.
Everything that you need to do is inside.
What kind of trouble are you in?
I need to make sure that
doesn't fall into the wrong hands.
Henry?
No questions. No questions.
I have no idea what's going on with you.
You just-- Please.
Please.
You can't just walk in here-- Please?
Please just...
promise me,
promise me that you will do this for me.
Yes.
[Jekyll] Oh, what happened?
Mr. Hyde was here again last night.
After you left I left him
alone as you instructed.
Well, he's unwell.
We shouldn't provoke him.
The police called.
The police?
They had some questions about
the apartment that you rent for your cousin.
And what did you tell them?
Nothing.
It's strange that two people
from the same family can be so different.
I'm sorry.
[electronic beeping]
Yes!
[approaching footsteps]
[man] Police! Freeze!
Hold it right there!
Henry Jekyll? Police.
We have a warrant for your arrest.
Put that down.
[Claire] If you had stayed there
like you promised--
It wasn't like I had a choice.
Oh, and what am I supposed to believe
that it was this other person who escaped, not you?
Hyde. I told you his name is Hyde.
And Hyde knows I'm helping
you which is why he attacked me last night.
What?
After I found his place I saw
all the things he took from you.
So who is he?
Why are you protecting him?
Claire, you're in danger.
Why do you keep pretending with me?
Before it was random, now
he's doing everything that he
can to stay alive.
I can't help you this way.
I can feel him, I can feel him.
Did you hear me?
As long as I'm alive even prison
won't be enough to stop him.
I need the antidote.
What?
The one I've been working on.
I finally figured it out just
before the police arrested me.
By antidote you mean--
It's in my lab. In a syringe.
You have to help me, Claire.
It's my only hope.
Is it just me you're trying to convince
or do you have some other plan I don't know about?
You still don't believe me?
It's getting harder and harder.
Changing into another person
was not a metaphor!
How can you possibly know
what it's like to feel someone
else inside of you!
He disgusts me! He defiles me!
Let's start over, okay?
Why don't we pretend that you
just walked into my office?
What?
Plead guilty. Waive trial.
Be sentenced as quickly as possible.
I'm going to honor your request.
Fine.
Anything else?
No.
Then I'll see you at the plea hearing tomorrow.
[distant sirens]
So what are we looking for?
Right here.
This is where Hyde attacked me.
Oh my God, Claire.
If I could only find him.
This is enough!
You get off this case!
I'm not getting off this case.
Look, I know I referred him to you, but whatever this is,
if anything happens to you.
Wait a minute.
Maybe we're being watched.
Security is tight surrounding
the trial and as you can see-- We are standing by here live
just outside the courthouse
and the overall feeling here today
is one of relief, relief that--
While many people here remain shocked that such
a distinguished doctor and respected member
of the community could have committed
such a heinous crimes.
All rise!
Please be seated.
Mr. Mendez.
Your honor.
Is the defense ready?
Yes, your honor.
Very well.
Regarding the defendant's plea--
Your honor, if I may, I'd like to move for a continuance.
On what grounds?
New evidence which might have
a bearing on my client's plea.
What are you doing?
Objection! Your honor anything relevant to this case
should have been handed over to us prior to this hearing.
I found out about it last night.
And I'm supposed to believe that?
Well, regarding this new evidence counselor, you'll share
it with the district attorney immediately.
Then be prepared to enter a plea
first thing in the morning.
Court is adjourned until then.
To plead guilty.
That's all I wanted.
[Mendez] Well, that's it?
This is a guy in a hood.
So what?
What if he's actually the one
that killed all these people?
Oh, for God's sake Wheaton,
your client signed a full confession.
We found blood from three of the victim's in his house.
To say nothing of the DNA evidence
linking him to every one of the crime scenes.
C'mon! Well, there's someone
else involved
and his name is Edward Hyde.
There is no Edward Hyde.
And you know it.
Look, I know that you suckered me into this delay,
but you're going to have to do way better
than this "Hail Mary"
you pulled off of some grainy skid row security camera.
Listen, given the bizarre
elements of the case, I think we
both know I could make an
insanity defense stick.
What do you want?
To bring this guy in.
If it turns out to be nothing
my client will plead guilty across the board.
No conditions.
You have my word.
[woman] His name is Walter Swain.
He's a crackhead.
Not exactly what you'd call reliable.
But he recognized Hyde from the security cam picture.
Sorta, possibly, maybe.
That's the best we could get out of him.
All right. Cut him loose.
What? You can't hold him?
On what charge?
Well, at least let me ask him a few questions.
No, I think we pursued this avenue sufficiently.
You remember the deal.
Now if you'll excuse me I have
a plea hearing to reschedule.
Mmm-hmm.
Unbelievable.
Excuse me! Excuse me!
What now? Haven't you people
harassed me enough already?
I'm not the police. I'm an attorney.
Well, whatever you're selling, I'm not interested.
It's about Edward Hyde.
So you do know him.
Yeah, from a bar I think.
We talked once. That's it.
Look, I need to find him.
Do you know where he is?
Listen please, someone's life is at stake.
He said the cops were after him.
He didn't say why.
He said he was going to lay low for awhile.
Do you know where he is?
Someplace safe.
That's all he said.
Anyway, I gotta go.
If he contacts you or if you
remember anything else, call me.
Look, I already told you everything.
Just in case.
So we have a problem?
Don't worry. You've got your plea.
It's your client.
Dr. Innocent?
Just slit his wrists.
[dialing]
[phone rings out]
[dialing]
[phone rings out]
[dialing]
[phone rings]
Who is it?
Yesterday, at the police station,
you gave me your card.
What do you want?
Well, uh, you-- you get me
out of this place and I'll get you something
on what's his name.
Hyde.
Yeah, exactly.
I'm listening.
It's about his landlord.
According to Hyde,
dude saw something
he wasn't supposed to see.
What?
No idea.
All he said was he didn't have
to do much, the guy just like keeled over.
Like a heart attack?
I didn't ask, but, uh,
let's just say I wasn't feeling the love.
This landlord,
his name wasn't Lanyon, was it?
How the hell should I know?
Listen to me, I can get you
out of whatever mess you got
yourself into, but you're
going to have to help me.
Do we have a deal?
Deal.
Mrs. Lanyon?
Yes? Claire Wheaton.
I just want to say how sorry I am.
Thank you. Thank you.
Did you know my husband?
Not very well.
No. Okay.
It just seems so sudden.
Yeah.
Do you mind me asking
just what happened?
Complications from a heart attack.
I heard he had heart problems.
I just wonder what set that off.
Do you know it was very odd.
I'd never seen him that way.
He was-- like a frightened child.
What do you mean?
Well, just before he slipped
into the coma, he said the oddest thing.
At first I thought he was delirious,
but he said he
could feel eyes boring into him.
Cold, hypnotic.
Eyes?
Of a man, as he lay there in
that alley where they found him.
He said he saw a man change
into someone else right there in
front of him.
Pure evil.
Thank you.
[door buzzes]
Can we have some privacy, please?
I've requested that you be taken off the case.
Listen...
I made a mistake.
Please just give me a second chance, please.
I'm begging you.
I know that you were telling me the truth.
I don't care anymore.
It's better that I get the death sentence.
Listen to me.
If a killer takes a hostage who
he forces to come along with him
while committing his crimes,
that hostage can't be blamed.
Who cares?
I care.
Regardless of whatever guilt you
feel, you're innocent.
Hyde did it.
It's like you said,
he's a different person, body and soul.
Well it's too late.
The only way that I can get rid
of him is by dying
and I just want to die.
[gasps]
Do you remember me?
I know, I'm unforgettable.
Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.
[whines]
Oh, it's you.
Why?
Why did you do this to me?
He wanted me.
Don't take me away from him.
I liked you, Claire.
I liked you very much.
Henry.
Henry, please.
[gasps]
Are you okay?
I'm okay.
[reporter] ...we've all been waiting for
where Dr. Jekyll is expected to enter his plea.
Will it be guilty or not guilty?
[handcuffs clicking]
Thank you.
How do you feel?
I feel great.
Did he come back?
No.
No, he's, uh, he's gone.
Can I trust you?
Well, I've-- I've always told you the truth.
You're going to have to trust me now.
[Judge Sheehan] Will the defendant
please rise?
To each of the six charges of
first degree murder,
how do you plead?
Not guilty, your Honor.
[courtroom murmurs]
Order.
Order in the court! Order!
Insanity defense? Good luck.
Who said anything about insanity?
[Mendez] So Doctor, how would you
define dissociative identity disorder?
It's a condition where a single individual evidences
two or more distinct personalities.
Each with it's own patterns
of perceiving and interacting with the environment.
Now in your own professional experience,
do patients ever pretend to suffer from this condition?
Yes, usually within a legal context
as part of an insanity defense.
One of the problems with diagnosing D.I.D. is that
there is no way to objectively
prove that the condition exists.
No objective way of proving it exists.
So if I get this right, Doctor,
then this Mr. Hyde, of whom I might add we have absolutely
no record, not even a Social Security Number,
he could be a complete
and total fabrication of Dr. Jekyll's.
Yes.
[Claire] So Mr. Swain, how many times
did you see Mr. Hyde?
Well, we hung out in bars and stuff.
So you could identify Mr. Hyde if you ever saw him again?
Yeah, sure.
Have you ever seen the defendant, Dr. Jekyll?
Uh, no.
Could he be mistaken for Mr. Hyde?
Yeah, it's funny, yeah.
I guess he could.
But uh, he's nothing like the guy I'm talking about.
You see his eyes once and,
well, you're never going to forget 'em.
So this Mr. Hyde, he exists.
Yeah! He's for real.
Were you under the influence,
Mr. Swain, when you supposedly
saw this supposed Mr. Hyde?
Yeah-- no, uh,
uh, maybe.
Yeah, no, maybe.
Okay.
Thank you so much for your cooperation.
Sometimes very late at night
I could hear the voice of this
other person
yelling and screaming.
It was terrifying.
Did you ever meet Mr. Hyde?
Yes.
Once.
Just an evil person.
I could see it in his face.
I knew
that he was there to harm my...
... Dr. Jekyll.
There was nothing I could do.
[man] We recovered DNA left
on each victim.
At each of the crime scenes,
on each of the murder weapons.
All were found to contain the same genetic markers.
All matching the defendant.
[Mendez] All of them?
And what are the odds, Mr. Fowler, that--
that these markers could belong to
someone, anyone, other than the defendant?
Approximately one hundred and seventy million to one.
Really?
[Gabe] It's what he's devoted to.
Preserving lives, not taking them.
And you know this because?
He did everything in his power
to save my wife.
She didn't have much hope,
maybe six months to live.
Then he helped her die with
grace and dignity.
And it was more than just doctor skills,
it was his compassion.
She trusted him right till the end.
Henry Jekyll, the Henry Jekyll I know
could never do these horrible things.
Well, this deal they offered.
How bad?
Guilty, by reason of insanity
in exchange for twenty to life without parole.
Or take your chances with the jury.
Which I can feel I'm losing
and risk a death sentence.
What does Henry say?
Only that he trusts me.
So what do I do?
What do your instincts tell you?
My instincts have been wrong before.
Look, whatever you decide,
don't give up on Henry.
I'd like to call my client to the stand.
[shocked murmur]
Dr. Jekyll, why did you
confess to crimes you never committed?
The experiments that I carry out
for my research involve
ingestion of psycho-tropic substances.
They provoke extreme reactions.
Psychological and physical.
I had a moment of doubt I might
have been the one responsible
for these heinous crimes.
So am I to understand
that you had a moment of confusion?
Yes.
Dr. Jekyll, do you know Mr. Hyde?
Yes.
I do know Mr. Hyde.
How would you describe him?
To me,
Mr. Hyde is an enigma.
I, I don't know how he found me
or why he ever came to my home.
I, I don't think I'll ever
really understand, but what I do
know is that when I emerged from
this very uncomfortable journey
I was accused of murders that he
seemed to have committed.
Thank you.
No further questions.
[bells chime]
After all the twists and turns
this trial has taken the
outcome at this point seems to be quite uncertain.
We'll have to wait and see whether the defense or the
prosecution has any more tricks up their sleeves.
Thank you.
Thank you, Claire.
Ah, listen don't thank me yet.
It's, uh-- it's not over.
Oh, it doesn't matter.
I'm free from him.
It's what I wanted.
Whatever happens now can't change that.
Good, because I'm not finished yet.
[Claire] Your honor, we'd like to
recall the State's DNA expert,
Mr. Fowler.
Mr. Fowler isn't it true there
are sections of human DNA that
are unique to each individual?
They're called polymorphic fragments.
They vary in shape from
person to person.
So essentially DNA profiling
is the process of separating an
individual's unique polymorphic
fragments from those of all others.
That's right.
Have you ever heard of one
person having two unique sets of
such polymorphic fragments?
By definition that would be impossible.
Why is that?
Because the genetic coding of
each person's polymorphic
fragments is entirely unique to that person.
I'm sorry, Mr. Fowler.
In that case why is Henry Jekyll
on trial here instead of Edward Hyde?
Objection, Your Honor.
Jekyll and Hyde are one and the same person.
Well, that is false, Your Honor.
Henry Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
are two different persons.
What makes you say that, Counselor?
Because according to samples
taken by the police from Hyde's apartment,
the DNA of Dr. Jekyll
and Mr. Hyde are not the same.
What?
[Claire] This is a fact your team
missed, Mr. Fowler.
Why was that?
Because he was so convinced
that Henry Jekyll and Mr. Hyde were the same person
he carelessly failed
to compare their DNA.
Only one person fits the exact profile
of the killer.
And that person is Mr. Edward Hyde.
It's all in your report,
Mr. Fowler. Thank you.
No further questions.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
you heard the testimonies
attesting to Dr. Jekyll's character.
He is the opposite of a killer.
He is a healer and man
of vision and a man of compassion.
The truth is simple.
Convicting him beyond any
reasonable doubt would mean
disregarding any definition of
what constitutes a human being:
his DNA.
The DNA found at the scenes of
these barbaric crimes do not
belong to Dr. Jekyll,
but to another man.
Dr. Jekyll can't be held
responsible for these
horrendous acts.
The one and only person guilty
is Mr. Edward Hyde.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the killer is still out there.
And he's ready to strike again.
Thank you.
[reporter] Almost three hours now, well,
two hours and forty-three
minutes to be exact since
the jury began its deliberations.
And given the lateness of the
hour it is unlikely that a
verdict will be decided until--
wait-- we are just
getting word now that the jury is back.
And we will bring you all
those details as soon as
they are made available.
Will the defendant please rise?
In the matter of the State
versus Henry Jekyll,
we the jury find the defendant
not guilty.
[shocked murmuring]
[bangs gavel]
Order in the court!
Thank you.
[horns honking]
How's it feel?
Strange.
To get your life back, yeah.
Well, to know I'm finally myself again.
I assume you want that envelope back.
Envelope?
Yeah, the one you gave me in case.
Oh! Right.
Uh, well, you can throw it away.
You sure? Better yet burn it.
Forget he even gave it to you.
I'm sorry?
No, it's okay, really.
No, it's what you said.
What I said?
You said "he".
Forget he gave it to you.
Did I? Yeah, well I meant me.
Who else would I mean?
[nervous chuckle] Yeah, well.
Gabe, come on, you don't think--
I had to ask.
Well, I guess you have every right
after all that's happened, but as my dearest friend
in the whole, whole wide world--
I know. I should know.
Don't you think? Mmm-hmm.
And?
And, uh, you look hungry.
[laughs]
And it's on me.
Always, always.
Yeah.
[phone rings]
Hello?
Hey!
Hi, what a nice surprise.
Am I catching you at a bad time?
No. It's just uh, another day at the office.
Low pay, insane hours.
I've been meaning to call.
I-- I never got a chance
to truly thank you.
Well, I'm just glad
everything worked out.
So what have you been doing with yourself?
Are you back at work or--
Oh, no, no.
I'm not ready yet.
Ah, well, I feel ashamed to be a free man.
Yeah, well I guess that'll take some time.
Yeah. Anyway I-- I should let you go.
No listen, um, I have somewhere
I have to be, but, uh--
do you want to grab a cup of coffee?
I guarantee you, you will have a bad time.
I am extremely boring outside of work.
[laughs] Well, I guess we
have something in common.
Yeah.
So I..I have to go home after work,
but if you wanted to meet
me there, if you don't mind.
Ah no, no, no of course not.
Okay, then I will give you my address.
Claire?
Yeah?
Thank you.
[hangs up]
[knocking]
I'm coming!
[Hyde] Hello, Claire.
Henry.
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