UNCLEAN

CARY

The Male Loudermilk :

You're upset.

Your mind can't reconcile 

The Person We See 

with 

The Person You •Think• You Are.

SYD:

But we can help.

Medicine and Therapy.

DAVID :

Back to the psych ward? 

David The Zombie.

[PANTING.]

Well, bullshit! 

You want me gone so bad? 

Fine, I'm gone.

SYD :

No.

VERMILLION 1:

You will allow treatment, or we will be forced to terminate.

DAVID :

You're gonna •kill• me?

DIVAD : 

Run.

Get out.

DAVID :

No.

No.

I want to hear you say it.

That you're gonna kill me if I don't let them turn me into 

Something Different

Something Easy.

Something Clean.

 

DAVID :

You said something to me at the trial, if that's what you want to call it.

Cary,

The Male Loudermilk :

I think we saw that as an intervention.

DAVID :

You tried to •gas• me.

Cary, 

The Male Loudermilk :

Not me, personally, if that makes any—

DAVID :

It doesn't.

Cary, 

The Male Loudermilk :

Okay.

What-what did I say at the, at the trial? 

DAVID :

You said, 

“Your mind can't reconcile 

The Person We See 

with 

The Person You •Think• You Are.”

Cary,

The Male Loudermilk :

Yes.

I-I think that's right.

Don't kill me.

DAVID :

I'm not gonna - 

Cary, 

The Male Loudermilk :

She needs me.

DAVID :

Stop.

I'm not gonna kill you.

You're gonna do something for me.

Cary, 

The Male Loudermilk :

I am? 

DAVID :

I need a tank or a tool, something that magnifies powers.

Cary, 

The Male Loudermilk :

Yours? 

DAVID :

No.

She's young, right? 

I think that's the problem.

They're not fully developed yet, her powers.

So you're gonna build a tank or a tool to help her help me.

Cary, 

The Male Loudermilk :

Help you do what? 

DAVID :

Fix things.

Cary, 

The Male Loudermilk :

David, you don't have to do this.

Come back with me —

DAVID :

No.

Open your mind, your heart.

This is good.

You •want• to do this.

Cary, 

The Male Loudermilk :

I do? 

DAVID :

You Will.