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(MAN SHOUTS IN DISTANCE)
(TRAIN RUMBLES)
(MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)
Gina McDonald. McVey.
Green Volvo.
Cherokee Jeep. Right.
(GATE CLANGS AND CREAKS)
(ENGINE REVS)
(DOOR OPENS)
Who are these for? Dr Waters.
Interesting.
What? Do you notice anything?
They're back to front? No, look, left and right tags.
The heart's on the right side of the body.
Dextrocardia situs inversus.
It's not uncommon, but it's pretty rare.
One in every thousand.
(PHONE RINGS)
Hello? MAN: Hey, you.
Hey.
(LOUD SCRAPING AND HISSING) MAN: Boss, where do you want this?
(LOUD DRILLING) (SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
Sounds loud over there.
You've got some happy clients.
No, I'm trying to keep them away until it looks in better shape.
I'm sure it's gonna look great.
(GLASS SHATTERS) Fucking wanker!
Listen, I'd better go before one of these guys kills himself.
What time are we meeting tonight?
7:00. Don't be late. I won't.
'Bye.
(FOREBODING MUSIC)
(DOOR LATCH CLICKS, KEYS JINGLE)
(SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)
Happy birthday.
(OTHERS GIGGLE AND BLOW HOOTERS)
Oh.
OTHERS: Surprise! Happy birthday!
Happy birthday. Scared the crap out of me.
(OTHERS LAUGH) Happy birthday, Dad.
Happy birthday. ('AT LAST' BY ETTA JAMES PLAYS)
You didn't have to do this.
Oh, please, you didn't have to do this.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, should I take my teeth out?
MAN: Yeah!
(ALL LAUGH)
So, how old are you now, Dad?
27.
You were younger than that.
Well, two weeks, I retire.
You won't know what to do with yourself.
Bob said I should come by the embassy twice a week in an advisory capacity.
What is it that you do at the American embassy, John?
Pretty much everything, from lost passports to kidnappers.
Ah...the American tourists in this country like to keep us busy.
Mmm, Dad, tell Stephan the story
about the woman who's having an affair- go on.
Come on. Oh, yeah, I love this one.
Alright.
We had a case a few years ago where this couple from America,
the husband came for business twice a year to London
and his wife always came with him.
This is great. Let him tell it.
So, the husband noticed this lubricant in his wife's make-up kit.
And even though they weren't having sex,
the lubricant was still getting lower and lower and lower.
He's getting a little suspicious, so he started to snoop around
and he found that his wife was banging this English guy.
So, the next day, before he goes to the business meeting,
he empties the lubricant and he replaces it with superglue.
(OTHERS LAUGH)
It took the surgeons about eight hours to remove her
from the guy she was having an affair with.
Get a photo of you two.
(CAMERA BEEPS)
Tradition. After that story.
(LAUGHS)
Yay! Yay!
You two. You two.
Come here, you. Help me out. Wow.
Beautiful.
(GASPS) God, you're so ugly.
(LAUGHS) Look at your face.
Great. Thanks. You've got paint all over your face.
At least I have an excuse. Look at the state of yours.
Look. Ha.
He's been working hard.
His first solo exhibition's in less than two months.
Exactly. Are you happy with what you've done?
Yeah. I think you'll like it, Dad.
To my family.
Thank you for a lovely evening.
Happy birthday, Dad.
Thank you.
Happy birthday. Cheers.
ALL: Cheers.
(BLOWS RASPBERRY) (GIGGLES)
(OTHERS CHUCKLE)
(LOUD CRASH) (SCREAMS)
Jesus.
(ALL LAUGH)
Oh.
Yeah, oh.
(ALL LAUGH)
Having fun, Stephan?
STEPHAN: Oh, yes. (OTHERS LAUGH)
I guess that's seven years bad luck, then.
I thought it was seven years bad sex.
No, I've already had that.
Oi! I heard that.
Baby, that was before I met you.
Yeah, yeah.
(GIGGLES)
Do you think we can fix it?
GINA: Mmm... (GIGGLES)
Happy birthday, Dad. Thank you.
Bye-bye. 'Bye.
Good to see you again, Stephan. Yeah, thank you. You too.
OK. Goodnight. Goodnight.
(CAR ENGINE STARTS UP)
You coming in?
No, I'm gonna stay at mine tonight. I've got some laundry to do.
Are you OK?
Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just...
Running between yours and mine and work and...
A girl's got to have clean underwear.
And I've been thinking, maybe you have a drawer or something at mine.
You know, where you could keep some stuff.
I don't know, Stephan, a whole drawer, it's...
..it's a big step.
(CHUCKLES) OK.
Now you're just making fun of me.
(LAUGHS)
Finishing the work in your flat would be a start, though.
I'll have the builders back in by next month.
I'll come over tomorrow night after work.
You can make dinner.
Oh, really?
OK. Drive safe.
Bonsoir.
Bonsoir, madame.
(FOREBODING MUSIC)
(CAR HORN BLARES)
(MIRROR SHATTERS)
(FOOTSTEPS PASS)
(SOFT RATTLING)
Anthony?
Anthony.
(PHONE RINGS)
(DOOR OPENS LOUDLY) Forget something?
What?
I just saw you leaving to go home. Did you forget something?
No, I was here.
That's funny.
I could've sworn I saw you leaving the building.
No.
Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow.
(CLOSES DOOR)
(SHOWER RUNS)
(PHONE RINGS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
VOICE RECORDING: Hello. This is Stephan.
Leave a message after the beep.
(ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS)
(HANGS UP)
(EERIE MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(STEADY HEARTBEATS)
(HEARTBEATS FADE)
(LIFT PINGS)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(DRAWER OPENS, RUSTLING SOUND, DRAWER CLOSES)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(OMINOUS MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(MUSIC FADES, CAR ENGINE STARTS UP)
(FOREBODING MUSIC)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(CAR HORN BLARES) (GASPS)
(TYRES SCREECH)
(SOFT EERIE MUSIC)
(SLOW CRASHING SOUND)
WOMAN: Coming through.
Hi, Gina. My name's Lucy. I'm one of the doctors here.
You're in hospital and you're safe, OK?
Gina, are you alright? Can you hear me?
Put out a trauma call.
We're just gonna take you down to the resus room.
WOMAN: OK, what's the story?
This is Gina McVey, 28-year-old female, involved in an RTA.
Head-on collision. She was driving.
Belted, airbag deployed.
Conscious at the scene.
WOMAN: On three. One, two, three. Glasgow Coma Score?
13. And respiratory rate?
25.
OK, guys, let's get the oxygen connected up properly, Marie.
Can you get her onto some monitors?
Jess, get her clothes off.
Lucy, can you start to conduct your primary surveys?
Ziad, can you get two lines in, please?
Just breathe normally. I'm cutting her clothes.
Pupils, four and reacting. Good.
We're just gonna do some tests, OK?
We've got to cut your clothes, unfortunately, OK?
Just need you to stay nice and still.
Check the pelvis for me. Want some fluids up?
Yes, please. Can you get a litre of warm saline?
Gina, we're just popping a needle into your arm, OK, on the left side.
Sharp scratch coming up, OK?
Good air entry bilaterally. OK.
Pulse 120.
Just gonna have a little feel of your stomach, OK?
How's the tube going, Jess?
She has got a seatbelt mark, though. Right.
Abdomen...
Ziad, you need to go and get the radiography machine
so that we can do a trauma series including a chest X-ray.
Saturation - 98%.
Just cover you up, Gina, 'cause it's a bit cold in here, OK?
Gina, we're just gonna take some X-rays now, OK?
We need to get the on-call radiographer
and then we can log roll after the pictures have been taken.
(SPEAKS INAUDIBLY)
(HEART-RATE MONITOR BEEPS STEADILY)
She's gonna be fine.
She was pretty dazed when she first woke up.
Didn't even know her name.
She's a lot less disoriented now.
Her responses are slowly returning,
although she still has no memory regarding the details of the crash.
She's a very lucky girl.
MAN ON P.A.: Telephone call for Dr Kenric.
I'll give you a moment alone. Thank you.
Hi, sweetheart.
How's my little girl?
It doesn't look as bad as it feels.
Just...a few bruises. They'll fade.
It's funny, the last time I sat in a hospital room with you
is when you fell off a horse and broke your arm.
You must have been about 13.
It was just a few months after your mom died.
You sat there with X-ray of the broken arm
and announced that you wanted to be a radiologist.
I left word with Stephan.
Daniel and Kate, they stayed almost the entire night with you.
(DOOR OPENS)
You're looking much better.
Apart from a slight concussion,
physically speaking, everything seems to be OK.
A few sprains and bruises, but they'll soon heal.
We'll have you back in the X-ray department in no time.
Regarding your memory of the crash...
Gina, I'd like you to meet with a colleague of mine,
a Dr Robert Zachman.
He works through the hospital in a counselling capacity.
Counselling?
Yeah. As I say, physically speaking, I'm not worried.
It's the psychological scars of an accident like this
that can cause problems.
Anxiety, panic attacks, fear of driving, etc.
I just think it would be a good idea to talk to someone about it.
Might help make things clearer for you.
At any rate, I'd like to keep you here for at least one more day.
Get some rest. I'll look in on you later.
(CLOSES DOOR)
(EERIE MUSIC)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(MUSIC SUBSIDES)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(MUSIC FADES OUT)
Hi, Gina.
I'm Robert Zachman.
Dr Kenric asked me to stop by and say hello.
You're the counsellor?
Yeah. I hear you're a lucky girl.
So they keep telling me.
You look all set to leave.
Yeah. Just waiting for my boyfriend.
I see.
Kenric told me that you don't remember the crash at all.
Not really, just, um...
..fragments.
Well, fragments are good. I can work with that.
Hey.
Hi. I'm Dr Zachman.
Stephan Moreau.
Tell you what, here's my card.
Why don't you give me a call when you feel up to it?
We can have a chat about those fragments.
OK. OK?
Nice to meet you.
How are you feeling?
Better.
(WATER RUNS)
(WATER STOPS RUNNING)
(MYSTERIOUS WHISPERING)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(PANTS)
(TRAIN RUMBLES IN DISTANCE)
What happened there?
I broke the mirror.
(DOG WHINES)
Well, I think I'll walk the dog.
(SPEAKS FRENCH)
What's wrong with him?
Can shit in his bed for all I care.
(DOG WHINES)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Stephan?
(SOFT OMINOUS MUSIC)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(MUSIC FADES)
(WATER DRIPS)
What are you doing? (GASPS)
Jesus. You scared me.
I think you've got a leak.
I'll fix it tomorrow.
(RAIN PATTERS, THUNDER RUMBLES)
(THUD)
(THUD, GLASS SHATTERS)
(THUD, BLOOD SPLATTERS)
(THUD)
(SPLAT)
(LOUD SCREECH)
(CRASH)
(SILENCE)
(SLOW DRIPPING CONTINUES)
Shit.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
ZACHMAN: So, how are those fragments doing?
Still fuzzy.
Well, fuzzy's not too bad.
It means you know it's there, you just need to make it clear.
And you still don't remember anything from the accident?
No.
How are you sleeping?
Great. But I think maybe it's the medication.
Your relationship... Steve, is it?
Stephan. Stephan. Sorry about that.
Um...what does he do?
He's an architect.
And you live together?
What are you holding back, Gina?
Tell me what's wrong.
I don't think Stephan is my boyfriend.
Well, we all have different relationships until we find the one.
No, he looks like him, but he's not him.
Right. When did you first notice this change?
After the accident?
Do you think, then, that maybe he really is Stephan
and that you're just still confused
about the events surrounding the crash?
Dr Zachman... Robert, please.
Robert.
The man in the apartment is not my boyfriend.
(LIGHT BULB BUZZES)
Can I just change that? Sorry.
Gina, have you ever heard about Capgras syndrome?
It's a rare disorder in which a person holds a belief
that an acquaintance, usually a close family member or a spouse,
has been replaced by an identical-looking impostor.
The condition in most cases is a direct result of brain lesion.
With your permission, I would like to re-admit you to hospital
and get Dr Kenric to do some further tests.
(MACHINE WHIRRS)
Gina, it's difficult to determine if what you're feeling
is a result of the bruising found in the CT scan.
Capgras syndrome is rare.
100 confirmed cases since 1923.
80 of those in the last 10 years.
The area of bruising is consistent with those suffering from the disorder,
but it's hard to diagnose,
mainly because its symptoms are so closely associated
with mental illness.
Your limited memory of the accident is also a factor.
What do you think?
We need to run some more tests.
I don't want any more tests. Sorry.
Gina.
Gina, I know how you must feel.
Do you? Yeah.
I have photographs that I don't remember being taken.
All I have is my feet slamming on the brakes of my car
and here I am.
Well, you sustained a sizeable knock to your head.
And what tends to happen
is that the brain will shut down large chunks of memory.
But gradually, these chunks of memory will come back
when your brain feels able to cope.
How does that explain how I feel about Stephan?
Well, Dr Myers thinks that your fears towards Stephan
and your loss of memory are linked
and that fear will go when you get your memory back.
It's like losing your car keys.
You have to go back to the last thing you remember.
You remember hitting the brakes, right?
Then go and see your car- it might help prod those fragments.
Wait.
One bill for you.
One love letter from a secret admirer for me.
(LAUGHS)
Last one up fixes dinner.
(LAUGHS)
Come on!
(PANTS)
Is that the best you can do?
(CHUCKLES)
Let me help you with these men overboard, Harry.
You alright, Harry?
It's my wife.
What's wrong?
She just...
(DOOR CREAKS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(DRILLING SOUNDS)
(RINGS BELL)
Yes, darling? I was told my car was brought here.
What name's the car registered in? McVey.
That a red Jeep?
You won't be driving that anywhere in an 'urry, love.
I, uh...I just wanted to look at it.
Was you in that car?
Yeah.
Row 36, love.
(SINISTER MUSIC)
(MUSIC BUILDS TO EERIE CRESCENDO)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
(DOGS BARK)
(DOG WHIMPERS)
(BACKGROUND NOISES ECHO HARSHLY)
(WIND MOANS, DOGS BARK)
Oh, hi, Mary.
Here's the last of the expat documents you requested.
Thank you.
Is everything OK, Mr McVey?
Yes. Why?
Well, it's just that I...
..I saw you on the street at lunchtime.
(SPEAKS INAUDIBLY)
And you...you just ignored me.
Mary, I've been here all day. I didn't go out for lunch.
I could've sworn...
(PHONE RINGS)
Well, I better carry on.
(CHUCKLES)
(INTERCOM BUZZES)
MARY OVER INTERCOM: I've got Dr Kenric on 2.
Thank you, Mary.
Hello?
(EERIE MUSIC)
(BANG!)
Hi, Mr McVey, sir.
How you doing, Stan?
Mustn't grumble.
Stan, what happened to the mirror?
I came in this morning, and it was all over the floor.
Well, goodnight, Stan.
Same to you, Mr McVey, sir.
Daniel?
(PHONE RINGS)
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
(FOOTSTEPS)
(RATTLING)
(TAP SQUEAKS, SHOWER RUNS)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
Daniel?
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Ahh! Ahh!
(SCREAMS AND WHIMPERS)
(WAILS)
(HOWLS)
(MOANS)
(SCREAMS ECHO)
(SNAP!)
(SHOWER CONTINUES RUNNING)
(TAP SQUEAKS, SHOWER STOPS)
WOMAN: No, no.
He's one.
Shit.
Fucking watch where you're going! (GASPS) Sorry.
Silly cow!
Dr Kenric called me today.
He's worried about you.
He told me that you believe Stephan has somehow changed.
Is that true?
You really believe that?
(CLOCK TICKS LOUDLY)
I saw this woman...before the crash.
She looked like me.
Where was this?
She drove past me in the street.
Turned into a garage.
I followed her.
I followed her up to her flat.
(CLOCK TICKS LOUDLY)
It was like having the longest case of deja vu
except there was a photo.
(CLOCK TICKS LOUDLY)
A photo of me and you.
Why would she have a photo of you?
Maybe it's not me.
(RINGING TONE)
ANSWERING MACHINE: Hello. This is Stephan.
I can't get to the phone right now, so leave a message...
(TRAIN DROWNS OUT RECORDED MESSAGE)
Stephan?
Hello?
(SOFT THUDS)
(TRAIN RUMBLES IN DISTANCE)
(PHONE RINGS)
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
Hello?
Hold on. Slow down. Slow down!
S-slow...
OK, slow down.
Now, what happened?
(SIGHS)
Where are you now?
(SOBS WITH FEAR)
Gina, where are you now? I'm in Stephan's apartment.
OK. I'll call the police, OK?
OK.
Alright, now, Gina, it's important that you listen to me.
OK.
It's OK. Stay calm.
Gina? Gina.
Listen to me very carefully.
I want you to get out of the house now.
Don't wait. I want you to get out now.
And I will meet you...
(FAINT RUSTLING OVER PHONE)
Dad?
(CREAKING)
(BANG!)
(BANGING)
(PANTS)
(SOBS)
(PHONE RINGS IN DISTANCE)
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
Hello? Daniel?
Gina, what's wrong?
Daniel, listen to me - you're in danger.
Stephan, he, uh...
He's after me. He, um...
Whoa, slow down. You're not making any sense.
It looked like him, but it wasn't him.
And now I think something's happened to Dad.
What's happened to Dad?
Gina?
She's after me.
Who's after you?
The woman I saw before the crash.
You're really starting to scare me now. What woman?
I...I saw this woman before the accident.
And she looks like me.
I followed her to, um, Pembridge Road.
Pembridge Road?
Yes. Pembridge House.
Pembridge House?
But, Gina, that's where you live.
Hello?
Gina?
Kate?
(RUBBING SOUNDS)
Kate?
(BUZZ!)
I, um...I lost my keys.
Don't worry. I'll get the spare set.
Will you need an extra set of keys to be cut?
No, I've got a spare set somewhere. Thanks.
(FAINT TAPPING)
I'm just gonna go home and grab some stuff,
and I'll see you later.
No...
(CRIES) No...
(SOBS)
(GASPS)
(COINS RATTLE)
(INAUDIBLE)
(GASPS)
Is that another case of dextrocardia with situs inversus?
Yes.