Hello Jack, I'm Dr. Gabriel Grant.
You can call me Gaby.
Very nice to meet you and make your acquaintance Gaby.
It's very nice to make your acquaintance as well.
I'm always very glad to make new friends.
So, where's your stethoscope?
I'm a different sort of doctor. I try and help kids with their bad feelings.
Did your gramma tell you that you're going to be staying here with us for a little while?
You don't look happy about that.
I like my toys at home better. You don't even have any Legos here.
I'm sorry about that.
Maybe your grandma can bring you some of your toys from home?
No, that's okay.
I like your pictures. Your grandma brought me some from home as well.
Always with the bear.
Do they have any names?
That's Mr. Pinky and the Bear's Captain Beasley. They're my friends.
What's wrong with Mr. Pinky's hands?
Nothing, those are stingers, broken glass, and razor blades, and other sharp stuff like that scratching.
And just who does Mr. Pinky scratch with these?
Sometimes people make me mad.
He blames this clown for doing this to his mom.
And the neighbor's pitbull.
No, the bear killed the dog. It was... uhh... Captain...
Help me out here.
Beasley. Captain Beasley.
Yeah
Jesus, this kid split right down the middle.
So what are we thinking here? Is this...
dissociative identity or schizo?
Let's just wait and see what Gaby can get out of them first.
So, Mr. Pinky scratches to people you don't like?
And what does Captain Beasley do?
His sorta protects me, like a shield.
Hmm
and Mr. Pinky is the sword.
Don't worry. He likes you.
He does?
But he doesn't like those men hiding behind the mirror.
They're not hiding Jack, they're just..
They're hiding!
Kid doesn't miss a beat, does he?
Jack we need to talk about what happened to you mom?
What you did to her with the scissors?
Jack?
Jack!
I didn't do anything.
What the fuck was that?
I'd like to go back to my grandma's house now.
You don't like me.
But that's simply not true, I think you're very...
smart.
A very special little boy, but I also think that you need help. Help to control your...
"Imaginary friends?"
Take us home now!
I'm sorry, Jack. Your grandma is not ready for you to go home.
Jack, please!
I need you to control your feelings right now.
Jesus Christ, the glass is red-hot.
Why is it so hot in here all of a sudden?
Do you believe in telekinesis?
Oh, come on doctor. You don't think this kid is doing this with his mind.
How the hell do you explain what's going on in me? I'm about ready to call an exorcist.
Well, what do we do? Do we go in there?
Yeah, that's a good idea. Why don't you go?
Please don't.
Captain Beasley, stop!
Oh shit!
I'm sorry, I can't stop them now.
Come on, where the fuck is the thermal?
Now finally come and take me home.
I'm sorry, I can't solve them now.