Vincent: 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.
Catherine: 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.
♪ ♪
(Growling)
♪ ♪
(Device clicks)
(Distant siren wailing)
(Telephone ringing)
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.
Edie: 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?
(Sighs)
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.
(Chuckling): 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?
Man: 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.
♪ ♪
(Gasping)
(Knock at door)
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.
(Knock at door)
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.
♪ ♪
(Grunts)
(Engine starts)
Let's get him!
(Panting)
(Vincent roaring)
(Gun cocking)
(Dart gun fires)
(Dart gun firing)
I'll kill the lights.
(Subway train chugging)
It's for Catherine.
Vincent: With love's light wins
did I o'erperch these walls;
for stony limits cannot hold love out.
Vincent.
(Knock at door)
♪ ♪
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.
(Beeping)
(Grunting softly)
♪ ♪
Catherine.
I'm telling you, he spoke.
The name of a woman: 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. (Grunting)
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!
(Roars)
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.
Gould: You can't possibly be that na ve, 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.
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.
Anna lausch: 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.
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!
Jonathan: 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...
(Screams)
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.
Catherine: "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."