"Come to my family again, and you and I are at war." " Eat your children!" " No!" "Eat your children!" "Hyde's an animal." "I'm dangerous!" "Hi honey, I'm home." "Where's my husband?" "Tom's gone, honey." "Tonight is everything this organization has worked towards ever since it began." "Tonight is the combination of over one hundred years of planning." "There, now, Benjamin." "It'll be over in a moment." "Dr Jackman is coming home." "No, for God's sake, no!" "You don't need this anymore." "Sorry." "Peter, for God's sake!" "He has claustrophobia!" "I know." "Subtitles:" "Nathbot" "Sorry, dropped the phone." "What time did you say?" "Are you OK in there?" "Need a refill?" "No, I'm fine, thanks." "That'll be Claire." " Am I late?" " No." "Can I try again?" "Come on through, I'm still cooking." "I was trying to be late." "Oh, shit!" "Sorry." "No offence." "Okay." "See ya!" "Who asked you to set me up?" "Who ever asked you to do that?" " You did." " Apart from me?" "Good looking, isn't he?" "Didn't notice." "Not my type." "Not interested." "And these glasses are gonna have to go." " Damn it." " Look at you." "I'm gonna have to drink now." "Brew up my car." "Take these through, talk to him." "And Claire, don't..." "You know." " What?" " You know." "Men like a sense of humour." "Yeah, theirs." "And don't scare him." "Don't be scary, don't be funny." "Gotcha." "And don't get on to what he earns." " I don't do that!" " You always do that." "No funny, no scary, no money." "How hard can it be?" "Give her one sentence." "So..." "What do you do?" "Rich men." "Sorry, it's a joke." "Sorry." "Okay?" "Just admiring the patio." "Did you have that last time?" "Nice though, it's a nice patio." "Everyone alright?" " Do you...?" " No, no." "All your own work?" "The garden?" "Except the patio." "So, Tom, how's work?" "Oh, you know..." "Same as ever." "Tom's a research scientist." "A scientist, right." "What do you do?" "About £250,000 a year." "Sorry, I'm loaded." "Your cab." "I said five minutes." "So early?" "Sorry, I've got a meeting first thing." "What's wrong?" "I lost my shoes." "How can you lose your shoes?" " Did you take them off?" " Obviously he took them off." "You check the bathroom, I'll look next door." "D'you always take your shoes off when you eat?" "Did you hide them?" "Why?" "You were leaving." "My God!" "I know!" "You barely spoke!" "We still haven't." "Tell me everything, disgust me." "Who's that?" "Nobody, my mother." "Go away." "He's up." "Later." "We've still got his shoes, do you want me to send them round?" "No hurry." "Tom?" "Is there a man's dressing gown in there?" "I was kind of hoping you wouldn't notice it." "Was specifically pointing it out part of the plan?" "Old boyfriend?" "He is now." "Twins in the family?" "Either of you?" "Well, there's news on that." "It's twins." "But we had scans." "Scans were wrong." "There was one heartbeat!" "Bring it to me, that's it." "Nice and slow." "Tell 'em he's here." "Gemini has landed." ""Gemini"?" "Who thought that one up, was that supposed to be clever?" "For goodness's sake, let go, she's not going anywhere." "Claire, I'm sorry, we have some questions that may take a while." "Some questions?" "I apologise in advance for the quality of the coffee." "You have some questions?" "A few, yes." "You have my husband in a box!" "Don't let them hear you call it a box, the tech boys." "Total self-contained life support assessment, the safest place in the world, as long as the batteries don't run out." "Let her go, it's fine." "What's that?" "What's that noise?" "He's having a sort of..." "A sort of panic attack." "Get him downstairs, let's get him stabilised." "OK, with me guys, be careful." "Claire, this way." "Mrs Jackman." "Maybe you should call me Mrs Jackman now, what do you think?" "Mrs Jackman." " Morning, Dr Jackman." " Morning." " is Mrs Jackman alright?" " Fine." " How was your weekend?" " Twins." "Sorry, could you do that again for me, please?" "Did I bring the wrong thumb?" "Tom, for goodness's sake, how long've they kept you here?" "Bloody idiots." "Is there a problem?" "Problem with our equipment, I expect they'll fire someone." "It's an american company, they like to feel dynamic." "You haven't been down here before, I'll show you to the lift." "I didn't know there was a "down here"." "Who's that?" "For God's sake." "Who was that?" "A bloody american, I expect." "Hard to keep up, they keep sacking each other." "I try not to know the names." "There's still a woman here you haven't slept with?" "Why are there so many rumours about me?" "Probably all the sex." " Here, use mine." " That's OK." "I have to use mine." "I thought I had clearance for everywhere." "You're down the rabbit hole now." "Everything you think is wrong." "I'm sorry, I'm gonna take the stairs." "What's the problem?" "I'm sorry, it's just I have claustrophobia." "I know." "You know where we are, I suppose." "Where Tom worked." "Where you thought Tom worked." "Where he thought he worked." "Where are we going?" "In the rabbit hole." "Where everything you think is wrong." "Whatever my husband is, putting him in a box doesn't make you his friend." "I'll tell you what it makes me." "What it makes a lot of people." "Rich." "Very very rich." "Sally." "I'm..." "I'm leaving." "Yeah, well, it's late." "Yeah, no..." "I'm leaving." "I'm not working any notice." "What are these supposed to be?" "Just some notes for tomorrow." "Is that a joke?" "Is it..." "Is it sexual?" "If it is..." "I can sue you for harassment." "I didn't write these!" "It's your handwriting." "Yes, it is." "Mind not on the game, is it?" "Fantastic, let's keep going!" "I need to talk to you." " So, what do you think?" " Of what?" " My symptoms." " Look 'em up on the Internet." " You're a doctor." " Yes, I'm a doctor." "You know what I do with symptoms?" "I look 'em up on the Internet." "It's open." "OK, hair on my arm out of nowhere." "How do you explain that?" "Easy, you imagined it." "Because it's impossible." "OK, my thumb print?" "Fault in the machinery, like they told you." "I think they weren't telling me the truth." "Yes, you imagined that too." "Just push, it's open!" "OK, so what am I writing pages of rubbish to my PA?" "Yeah, that's my favourite." ""I'm coming"." "Talk about repressed." "You cracked one off in print!" "Could you take this seriously?" "Stress." "Common-or-garden stress." "I prescribe a holiday." "For Christ's sake!" "Where did they go?" "Where did who go?" " The door knocked." " No, it didn't." "There was someone trying to get in, I heard them." "Tom, nobody knocked." "Three words." "Ho-li-day." "I'll be with you shortly." "There's sombody on the door if you want anything." "I warned you about the coffee, didn't I?" "Remember you said "rich" on the day you took my family." "On the day you took my children and put my husband in a box." "Remember you said "rich"." "I apologise for the coffee." "Hello?" " Quite a handful, isn't she?" " Who's speaking?" "And attractive, too, I'm sure you've noticed." "But then, you have quite an eye for the ladies, don't you, Mr Syme?" "Pot, kettle..." "Although I'm not sure I'd trust you with the wife of a friend." "Pot, kettle..." "Who is this?" "Who's speaking?" "Miranda Callendar, private investigator." "Mrs Jackman paid me to follow her husband, and your organisation paid me to stop." "Peter, can I have a word with you?" "Just, sorry..." "And you are Peter Syme, a lifelong friend of Tom Jackman." "And his principle betrayer, and abducter of his wife." "Abducter?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "I've just watched her being driven into your offices." "I'd say it was a pretty four on abduction." "Although, maybe you just lock women up in your basement recreationally." "Pot, kettle..." "Min!" "I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about." "Some woman called Miranda Callendar, check her out, please." "A private detective." "She says we paid her off for something." " Peter, excuse me..." " What is it?" " May." " Peter." "Thanks." " What is it?" " Can we talk outside?" "Why?" "Mr Syme..." "She says she wants to speak to my boyfriend." "Yes?" "She is very attractive too!" "I'm impressed." "What's your secret, is it money or conversation?" "Is there a point in this?" "I'm parked outside, I'd like you to let me in." "Why would I do that?" "Because you're a bad boy and I'm a good detective." "Hello?" "You are a busy boy, aren't you?" "I do hope you're taking your vitamins." "What are you doing?" "Open up." "Are you serious?" "You can phone everyone I've ever slept with in the entire building, you are not coming in here!" "Go home, this doesn't work." "I know, but this will:" "I want to speak to Winston Churchill." "It doesn't mean that dreadful MP," "I mean the real one, the war leader." "I want to speak to the real actual Winston Churchill." "I'm such a fan." "Winston Churchill?" "If you're lucky, I'll introduce you." "The best holiday ever!" "Well, your kids are having a good time too, since you ask." "Kids?" "We have kids?" "So, that sea air is working its magic, then?" "Nightly." "Sometimes afternoonly, couple of times morningly." "You hear that sound?" "It's me going green with envy." "That's the sound of green." "You wanna know a secret?" "Nah, secret, course not." "Yes, I wanna know a secret!" "You won't believe me." "Sounds brilliant." "I turn his eyes black." "What?" "Seriously." "His eyes, they go jet black every time." "Like mine." "Dead sexy." "What d'you mean, they go black?" "When?" "Every time." "Tom's got brown eyes." "Am I good or what?" "That's not possible." "Is that possible?" "David?" "Don't ask David!" "Nothing, never mind." "My name is Jake." "Claire, are you alright?" "You like my bike?" "Who's that speaking?" "Nobody, it's OK, I've gotta go." "D'you wanna go on it?" "My bike?" " Room for a small one." " Sorry, no." "No, thank you." "She said no." "Her skirt says yes." "I'm her husband." "She said no." "Her husband?" "Did you lose a bet?" "Look, we're just out for a walk, we're not bothering anyone," " We don't want any trouble." " Oh, you don't?" "That's good." "We just wanna go back to our hotel." "He's not your husband." "Yes, he is." "I am her husband, and we'd like to go back... i'll prove it." "Watch this." "You watch me now?" "Now..." "Would your husband let me do this?" "Come on!" "Would your husband let me do that?" "Please." "Just leave him." "You see what I'm saying?" "Would you let me do that?" "What do you think?" "Yes." "He would." "So how about this?" "Do you let me do this?" "Please." "Stop." "No." "Tom..." "Just let him." "It'll be okay." "Just let me." "There." "It'll be over in a minute." "Finishing touches." "Very nice!" "Help yourself to the other one." "You're her husband." "Let's go." "Only me." "You alright?" "Yeah, yes, of course." " Drinks on the way?" " Yeah." "Come on, lover, let's sit." "We could eat here tonight, what d'you think?" "I haven't booked." "I'll flirt with the maître d'." " Kind of late, isn't it?" " What for?" "Ice cream van." "There isn't any ice cream van." "Tom, there were too many of them." "I know." "And anyway..." "I don't want the kind of man that gets involved in that kind of fight." "Don't you?" "Of course I don't." "Okay." "I'm off to flirt with the maître d'." "Lighten up, or I'm going all the way." " Someone coming?" " What?" "Why have you brought three?" "You asked for three." " D'you want me to take it away" " Yes." "No problem." "Right." "I'm gonna see what I can do about a table." "Don't wait up." "Sorry." "No problem, sir." "Could you sign for the drinks?" "Thank you, sir." "Have a good evening." "I told you." "I think he went out the window." "Why would he go out the window?" "Where would he go?" "It's funny." "Just don't know why I want to hurt you." "Don't even know your name." "Don't know my name." "Please." "Just woke up wanting to hurt you." "Please don't." "I was born to hurt you." "And you know what?" "It just never gets old." "What do you say, lover?" "Ready to go again?" "Please, don't!" "Just let me." "Now, now." "It'll be over in a minute." "Finishing touches." "Look at this!" "Please!" "What?" "She'll be here any second." "Oh, jolly good." "Do sit down." "Thank you..." "Just to remind us why we're all here." "I hope your hand is as strong as you think it is." "No, you don't." "Ah, Claire." "Mrs Jackman." "Mrs Jackman." "Miranda Callendar, I think you know, who you employed to follow your husband." "She's been a little unforthcoming on what she found." "Do I get a refund?" "And this is Min, her assistant." "Actually, I'm a detective too." "No, she isn't." " I'm on the cusp." " No, you're not." " It's a gray area." " Min!" "And this is Katherine Reimer, I'm sure Tom's mentioned her." "I've heard a lot about you, Mrs Jackman." "Well, I've heard bloody nothing about you, dear." "I work for your husband." "And you dress like that when you do, or do you wear clothes?" " I wear clothes." " Does he notice?" "Half the time." "As you can see, everyone here is aware of your husband's interesting condition." "Great." "You all knew." "Fantastic." "No one think it was worth telling me?" "I married a werewolf, someone could've mentioned it." "You didn't marry a werewolf, Mrs Jackman, you married Dr Jekyll." "Dr Jekyll?" "Dr Henry Jekyll." "Died in Edinburgh in 1886." "Dr Jekyll... and Mr Hyde?" ""Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde" was a story." " It wasn't." " No, it isn't." "Sorry." "I just..." "Just trying to catch on here, just trying to be clear." "I married Dr Jekkyl and Mr Hyde?" "Yes, you did." "Come on, seriously." "I'm Mrs Jekyll  Hyde?" "Yes, you are." "Isn't that just typical?" "That's so like a man." "There's always something they're not telling you." ""Sorry hun, should have mentioned, I'm Dracula."" " This is not a joke." " This is not serious." "Henry Jekyll died without issue, he's the last of the Jekyll line." "I'm sorry?" "That means no children." "I know what it means!" "Tom Jackman can't be Jekyll's descendent, because Henry Jekyll had no descendents." "That doesn't make any sense." "None, whatsoever." "What has Tom told you about his parents?" "He was fostered." "His mother abandoned him." "On a railway platform in Belfast in 1967." "Six months after he was born." "I don't believe that." "You don't think he was abandoned?" "I don't think he was born." "Excuse me." "But please..." "I don't wanna miss anything." "We're ready then?" "As soon as you give the word." "Is she there?" "How's she been?" "Well, Venice, she's jetlagged." "I should've contemplated it." "OK, off you go, might as well get started." "I'm just gonna say this again." "You know that there's no guarantee." "I know." "Good luck." "OK everyone, it's a go." "We're gonna have to clear the room." "Miss Utterson?" "We're clearing the room now." "Of course." "Where are you?" "I went to the hospital." "I don't know, I feel..." "You've been gone a whole night!" "Where have you been?" "I don't know, I woke up on the beach." "Claire, it's weird, I feel..." "I feel..." "You feel what?" "Fantastic!" "I feel fantastic!" " What've you been doing?" " I don't know, I just..." "I feel..." "I don't need my glasses." "What?" "My glasses, I don't need them, I don't even know where they are." "I can see perfectly, 20/20 vision." "It's like being a kid again, I can see!" "Do you have your wallet?" "My wallet?" "Have you had a bang on the head?" "Tom, you're not making any sense!" "How could a bang on the head fix my eyesight?" "I don't know!" "Tom, something's happened to you, something bad, and it hasn't fixed your eyesight!" "Just check your wallet." "For God's sake, I'm telling you I can see." "Tom, where's the hospital, I'm coming over." "Where's the hospital?" "Shit!" "No!" "Get in..." " Is everything OK?" " What?" "Are you alright in there?" "I'm fine." "Jesus!" "Who are you?" "What are you?" "This way." "Sorry about the lights." "Watch your step." "I mean, you gotta think "fixer upper"." "There's a lot of potentiel here, there's a lot of rooms." "Okay." "I can read a face, mate." "There's a couple of rentals in Hammersmith." "They'll probably be more up your street." "I mean, this place..." "I know I shouldn't say, but quite honestly..." "I wouldn't lock up my worst enemy in this place." "i would." "Dr Henry Jekyll died in Edinburgh in 1886." "Six months after his death, all of his research notes, plus whatever survived from his various experiments pass on to the ownership of a newly formed company, Klein  Utterson." "Klein  Utterson still survived to this day." "And how do you find the Mason employer, Mr Syme?" "American." "And initially Scottish." "That's a frightening combination." "Klein  Utterson also took possession of something else." "The body of Dr Henry Jekyll." "How am I doing?" "Fascinating fairy tale." "There's a copy of this fairy tale with my lawyer." "I hope that's enough to secure my safety for the evening." "Oh, absolutely." "You should definitely hope that." "In the seventy years following Jekyll's death and in total secrecy, there were, I think, sixteen attempts to recreate his experiment." "Resulting in sixteen deaths." "Then, in 1965, Winston Churchill died." "And in the papers, a few months later, a silly season's story... about our old friends Klein  Utterson and how they were going to bring good old Winston back." "How?" "Cloning." "A clone... created from the DNA harvested from his body." "A brand new grow-you-own Winston." "How's that going, by the way?" "Is he done yet?" "You're going to make a clone of Winston Churchill?" "Of course not." "Just some bloody idiot mouthing off in a pub." "Tried to impress a girl from Hull, according to the records." "Unfortunately, her father worked for one of our more estimed tabloids." "You weren't trying to clone Winston Churchill, of course." "You were trying to clone Henry Jekyll." "After all those years of failing to recreate his experiment, you finally decided to throw in the towel and recreate the man himself." "How am I doing now?" "It took until 1997 to succesfully clone a sheep." "You really imagine that in 1965, we were able to clone a dead Victorian?" "Klein  Utterson were successfully cloning farm animals in the 1950s." "Although, anyone who tried to speak about it ended up very rich or disappeared." " Which are you hoping for?" " Neither." "You think Tom Jackman is a clone?" "A genetic experiment?" "Grown in a lab?" "Yes." "I see." "Tell Colonel Hart we'll be needing him." "This is over." "Why?" "Because Tom Jackman is not a clone." "You have nothing." "You have walked in here with nothing." "I'm sorry." "Why are you sorry, Peter?" " So soon?" " We think he's stabilised." " Vital signs?" " All normal." "Tom?" "What've you done to him?" "I told you about a cure for his condition over 50 years ago what d'you think?" "You're gonna cure him." "No." "We've already cured him." "I think we should take Mrs Jackman down with us." " Why?" " Because she's entitled." "What about them?" "They'll have to stay here." "Why?" "No, it's OK, Mrs Jackman, you go..." "See your husband." "We'll see you again shortly." "Yeah, see you." "Bloody shame, actually." "You should've been working for me." "You said I had nothing." "Nothing at all, really." "But you were so close." "But if..." "If Henry Jekyll had no descendents, is Tom Jackman is not a clone, then where did he come from?" "I was hoping you were gonna tell us, because..." "We don't have the faintest idea." "Daddy?" "Is that you, Daddy?" "Are you my daddy?" "Did you wanna know what I look like, Daddy?" "You did, didn't you?" "What do you think, are you proud?" "What do you look like, Daddy?" "Are you old?" "Are you really really old?" "You feel old." "I can feel you in here." "Feel your thoughts." "Old dusty thoughts." "Old and scared." "You're so scared!" "Why are you so scared, Daddy?" "You scared of me?" "Are you married?" "Do I have a mummy?" "Or are you alone?" "You feel alone." "You think alone." "I can feel what you think." "Think of a number." "No, do it, Daddy!" "Think of a number!" "A big silly number, go on, it's a game!" "Say it out loud, a big fat number, any big fat number." "One hundred and three." "Oh, God!" "I was right, wasn't I?" "Bet I was." "I'm in your head!" "I know what you think, I am what you think!" "Scared now, aren't you Daddy?" "Scaredy-scaredy Daddy!" "I'm not scared of you!" "Yes, you are." "Coming to get you, Daddy." "Coming to eat you, Daddy." "You've got a vivid imagination, Daddy!" "I've been there." "Shut up." "Shut up!" "Shut up!" "Just a moment." "Who is it?" "Delivery, sir." "I didn't order anything." "6, Statler Street?" "Dr Jackman?" "You phoned yesterday, you said it was an emergency." "New television set." "D'you want some help opening the box?" "Why is he in that box?" "It's the only way to keep him stable." "He'll be ready for us in a moment." "D'you want some coffee?" "Can somebody get one?" "Why now?" "You've had a cure for over 50 years, you said." "Because your husband..." "Claire..." "Tom's dying." "Every change is shredding his DNA." "He won't see fourty-five." "He may not even see the end of the month." "We couldn't wait any longer, we wanted to." "Why?" "About a minute and he's all yours." "Thank you." "Why did you want to wait, Peter?" "We know how to stabilise him, and how to stop the changes, but we didn't know in which form he'd stabilise." " It's Hyde we want." " I don't want Hyde." "I know." "Watch it, it's hot." " Go away." " It's alright." "Who's he now?" "How do you know which one he's stabilised as?" "We open the box." "And then what?" "Either you take Dr Jackman home, or..." "Mr Hyde stays here." "They're both my husband." "No, Hyde is ours." "I see." "Well, then..." "I'll have that coffee, thanks." "I'd wish you luck, but you wouldn't believe me." "It's not an even chance, is it?" "You wouldn't be doing this if it was." "You think it's Hyde in there." "They do." "You don't?" "At every stage of this, Tom's been stronger than expected." " I'd never bet against him." " You sound like you're proud of him." "He's my friend." "Yes." "He's your friend." " How hot?" " Ver hot." "Thanks." " Ice!" " I apologise for the coffee." "Come on then, what are you waiting for?" "Get my husband out of that bloody box."