Scotch alright for you?
I said I didn't want a drink!
You might change your mind.
Oh, you've no idea.
Oh, I'm afraid I do.
Scotch alright for you?
I said I didn't want a drink!
You might change your mind.
Oh, you've no idea.
Oh, I'm afraid I do.
[Peter injects Tom with a strong sedative]
Listen to me! Listen to me! What sends me to sleep wakes him up! You just committed suicide!
[Tom is threatening Peter with a knife whilst Hyde is trying to awaken]
Tom, a knife? Seriously? You'd never use it, Tom.
You wait; If Hyde wakes up now with a knife to your throat he'll think it's Christmas; Sit! On! The chair!
You could have killed me!
Yes, and this is my good side!
Tom?
'Tom'? Tom's gone, honey. Dr. Jackman has left the building. It's the night shift.
Listen, can I tell ya, I haven't fucked anything in days, seriously a gust of wind and I go off! So, nothing personal but I hope you don't have any plans that involve walking straight. [Turns to Peter] You either.
[Hyde finds a knife]
Fantast-ische!
You've never killed before!
Well stop me in the middle if I'm doing it wrong.
I thought I married a man.
You mis-counted.
You're Tom Jackman.
No, we just share a dick.
Yeah, and it's mine.
Are you threatening my family?
[into mobile] Hello, it's Benjamin. The word is "go."
I said... are you threatening my family?
[into mobile] Excuse me for a moment. [lowers it] Yeah. I am explicitly, directly, and emphatically threatening the lives of Dr. Jackman's family.
[smiles] That's all I wanted to know.
[almost too fast to see, Hyde produces a knife and slashes Benjamin across the throat. Benjamin stares in shock for a moment, before clutching his throat and collapsing.]
[catches him] There now, Benjamin, it's all right. Hush now. Count backwards from ten.
[He lays Benjamin on the floor, then picks up his mobile.]
Hello? Sir?
[American accent] I'm sorry, Benjamin can't come to the phone right now.
First casualty of conflict; orders...
[Motioning to Benjamin's body on the ground] As far as this conflict's concerned I think Benjamin might beg to differ...
Can't tell you how fast I am, don't know exactly, but I can tell you this. First one of you that starts getting nervous, starts pulling that trigger? Dead. Then I'll have a gun and that's the next two, dead. Third one kills me, then dies of his injuries. So what you guys gotta ask yourselves is this... How much did I like my boss?
I don't think you're faster than a bullet, Mr. Hyde, but then, I'm not supposed to kill you. And personally? [looks at Benjamin's body] I couldn't stand the guy. [lowers his gun]
[With dramatic flourish] Gentlemen! If any harm should come to Mrs. Jackman, I will kill all of you one by one! And I shall take my time...!
[Hyde leaves after killing Benjamin]
Hope you find a nicer boss.
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