kissed.
I'm dragging you
into a dark hallway...
because I'm scared of the dark
tonight.
I'd better stay
and tuck you in.
That way lies madness.
What's wrong with madness?
Madness.
Now good night.
It's about time
you two got home.
Dad, what are you doing
in the basement this late?
Working in my shop.
Want a nightcap, doc?
No, thanks.
It's kind of late.
I'll take a rain check.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night, Miles.
Aaah!
Look, Jack!
It's you! It's you!
No, no!
You mustn't go near it!
Get out of here! Please!
Please!
Miles!
What happened, Jack?
Teddy says the thing
in our place is me...
right down
to the cut on my hand.
I didn't wait to look.
It's alive! It's alive!
The hand was cut and bleeding!
And the position
of the body had changed!
Here, here. Take this.
I'll call Danny Kauffman.
Hello?
Hello, Danny?
Yeah?
Something's happened.
I've got to see you.
Will you get over here fast?
It's important.
Oh...OK.
He's on his way.
I'll make some coffee
and be right with you.
Good deal, Miles.
Thanks.
What about Becky?
Do you think she's all right?
Dad, what are you
doing in the basement this late?
Working in my shop.
I don't know what it was...
call it a premonition...
but suddenly, I had the feeling
that Becky was in danger.
I had to get to her
as quickly as possible.
I was going
to ring the bell...
but then I had a hunch
I'd better be careful.
Something was wrong
in this house.
Becky.
Becky!
Becky!
Miles, will you tell me
what happened?
The same thing.
I found another one...
in the cellar
at Becky's house...
coming to life
while I stood there watching it.
It was Becky.
Yeah? I want to see
one of these bodies.
All right.
You're going to bed,
and you're staying with her.
Put on your clothes.
We'll go to Jack's first.
Got any coffee around here?
Yeah.
You'll find some in the kitchen.
He doesn't believe me, Beck.
He will.
Somebody's playing games!
Rough ones.
There's a blood spot.
What you saw was the body
of a murdered man.
Did you examine it carefully?
Yes.
I don't know
what's happened to it.
It wasn't an ordinary body.
There wasn't a mark on it.
I checked it, too.
Not a scratch.
You can kill a man...
by shoving an ice pick
into the base of his brain...
leaving a puncture so small
the naked eye can't see.
You're ignoring the fact
this wasn't a normal body.
What about the hand
Teddy mentioned?
I heard lots of things
Teddy said and none made sense.
Hold on, pal.
I was here, too.
So was Miles.
Look, we took his fingerprints.
Look at that.
Tell me why it didn't have any.
He didn't want any,
so he took them off with acid.
Stop trying
to rationalize everything.
We have a mystery on our hands.
Sure. A real one.
Whose body was it,
and where is it now?
A completely normal mystery.
Whatever it is, it's well within
the bounds of human experience.
Don't blow things
out of proportion.
I wouldn't if I hadn't
looked in Becky's cellar.
How do you explain the body
I saw there?
I don't think you saw one.
And the body here?
I know you saw it.
Three others saw it, too.
But I dreamed up
the second one?
Doctors can have
hallucinations, too.
The mind is a strange
and wonderful thing.
I'm not sure it'll ever be able
to figure itself out.
Everything else, maybe--
from the atom to the universe--
everything except itself.
Nevertheless,
I saw Becky's double...
and the body that we saw here...
bore an uncomfortable
resemblance to Jack.
Mighty uncomfortable.
Let's go to Becky's
and have a look.
Where's your
girlfriend's double?
OK, skeptic,
lift the lid.
There's a body here,
all right.
-It's Becky's double.
-It sure is.
Take another look.
Now you see it,
now you don't.
It was there--
half-hidden by that blanket.
You said
you saw it there just now.
I thought I did.
Why did you come here
tonight?
You'd seen a dead man
at Jack's...
an average-sized man.
The face in