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hwpOut by 16 or dead
in the scene, but together forever.
Lie down!
Lie down!
Thought you were gonna die.
Im changing--
full moons have nothing to do with it.
Its like an infection--
it works from the inside out.
Its like a virus.
Something is really,
really wrong with me.
I cant be like this.
This is monkshood.
I dont know if you smoke it
or eat it or what,
but I need to try it now.
Ginger!
Please, its me--
Im onto you.
You come in here late at night,
you stay until all the other
avid readers are gone.
Youre attracted to me,
but you fear rejection.
So you bide your time,
just kind of waiting
for that perfect moment.
Dont worry, Ive been
dealing with this all my life.
Im kidding.
Your flys open.
Okay.
Perfect.
Yeah.
Yeah, I indulge in the occasional
bloodletting myself.
Okay.
Brigitte Fitzgerald.
Unfortunately you have
quite the overdue account.
And technically, if you have
more than $ owing, Im just--
Okay, well, Ill see you later.
Youre healing faster, arent you?
That shits not a cure, you know.
It just slows the transformation.
It doesnt stop it, B.
Nothing will stop it.
What are you doing?
You already dosed today.
Its poison, B.
You cant keep shooting it.
Remember that game we used to play
when we were little?
The one where we would
make ourselves hold our breath
until we passed out?
Then youd always get scared
and call Mom
and Id get in trouble?
That game really sucked.
Do you feel it?
Youre not alone.
Hes found you again.
Hi, this is a major breach
of library policy,
but I brought you the books.
Are you okay?
What did you take?
Okay.
Come on, come on.
Come on.
Get in the truck.
Watch your head.
Im gonna get you some help, okay?
Okay. Okay.
Youre gonna be okay, okay?
Im gonna get you some help.
No!
Hey, sleepyhead.
Its time.
"She learned their habits.
She collected
their secrets like weapons,
for one day she would
escape and"--
Hi.
Im Alice Seversen.
I run the community outreach program
here at Happier Times Care Center.
Would you like a seat?
Your library card, which was
the only ID that we could find on you,
said that your name was Brigitte.
Is that true?
Did you find him?
Find who?
The librarian guy.. Jeremy.
It came through the window.
It attacked him.
No, you suffered a near fatal
anaphylactic reaction.
Listen,
I saw a guy die.
His blood was on my face.
You did have blood on your face,
but it was from the cuts on your arms.
I saw it.
When I was using,
I was convinced that
the deaf Norwegian prep cook,
who lived in the apartment over,
was trying to amputate my legs.
Come in.
- Hi.
- Brigitte, this is Luke.
Hes gonna need a blood sample.
My guess is youre not
afraid of needles.
Due to cutbacks, facilities like ours
have had to get creative.
Girls on drugs dont go over too well
in private funding circles.
So, three years ago we became
a dual-care facility.
We house chronic-care patients
from the hospital system.
Barbara was badly burned
in a fire.
Thats her granddaughter.
Shes here until we find her
a foster home.
The hospital was built in the s
to quarantine tuberculosis patients,
but ours is the only unit
that is still functional.
The other wings
have been closed for years,
- and are strictly out-of-bounds.
- Little freak.
So, you start in lock-up, which
we maintain through your withdrawal,
and then we go from there
based on your progress.
"Had she realized her captors
were capable of terrifying feats?"
- Brigitte, Ghost. Ghost, Brigitte.
- "That at night they used to torture
their prisoners
in vats of pig grease?
She had!
She ran for her life!"
Excuse me, ladies.
Its your choice..
we take you or you come.
Weve got a bleeder.
Im Tyler.
This is Marcus.
Thats your cue
to tell us your name.
Your own clothes are being cleaned.
Im writing again,
which feels like coming home,
because..
well, its what I do.
And I feel
exhilarated and scared
because I.. I have to face
unadulterated truth
when Im writing.
Like the fact that
my chemical dependency is:
A, related to stuff
that happened to me as a child;
and B, that I have
to explore that stuff
with you all here;
and C, this time
theres no holding back.
Dr. Brookner,
if she doesnt shut up
I swear Ill make her
drink her piss again.
Shell do no such thing, Winnie.
Brigitte, you have a room of people
pretty curious about Brigitte.
And incidentally, a room full of people
who think you really suck at suicide.
Whats your
best-case scenario, hmm?
Go there.
What a loser.
My best-case scenario, Eleanor,
is hair everywhere
but my eyeballs,
elongation of my spine
till my skin splits,
teats, and a growing tolerance,
maybe even affection for,
the smell and taste of feces..
not just my own..
and then, excruciating death.
You know, Brigitte,
some girls find group useful.
- I cant be here.
- Youre feverish.
But dont worry,
thats common.
Would you like to talk about
what you were shooting?
I didnt recognize it myself,
which is kind of impressive..
theres not a lot you can stick
that I havent been familiar with.
It must be great
to be a role model.
