Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (1920 Robertson film)
"DR. JEKYLL and MR. HYDE"
By Robert Louis Stevenson
Scenario by Clara S. Beranger
Copyrighted 1920 Famous Players-Lasky Corporation
A Paramount Artcraft Picture
John S. Robertson
Photographed by Roy Overbaugh
Robert M. Hass, Architecture
Charles O. Seessel, Decorations
Passed by the National Board
In each of us, two natures are at war—the good and the evil. All our lives the fight goes on between them, and one of them must conquer. But in our own hands lies the power to choose——what we want most to be, we are.
Henry Jekyll, idealist and philanthropist———by profession, a doctor of medicine.
Dr. Richard Lanyon, as conservative professionally as Dr. Jekyll was progressive.
"I tell you, Lanyon, we haven't begun to discover what science can do with the body and mind of man!"
"Damn it, I don't like it! You're tampering with the supernatural!"
Poole, a family servant, who had inherited his young master.
"It's time for your clinic, sir."
"Stick to the positive sciences, Jekyll."
"And you won't forget your dinner engagement at Sir George Carew's?"
The human repair shop, maintained by Dr. Jekyll at his own expense, for the treatment of the poor.
Always as far from misery and suffering as he could get, was Sir George Carew.
His daughter, Millicent, whom her father had brought up in sheltered innocence.
"These are from Dr. Jekyll."
Mr. John Utterson.
J. Malcolm Dunn.
"Have you seen anything of Dr. Jekyll lately?"
"Between his laboratory and his poor, Jekyll hasn't much time for his friends."
"But isn't it wonderful of him to devote so much of his life to other people?"
"Take this at once to Sir George Carew."
"My dear Lady Camden, a beautiful woman kike you is Paradise for the eyes—but Hell for the soul!"
Sir George Carew's daughter Millicent, beloved of Dr. Jekyll.
. . . . . Martha Mansfield.
"Dr. Jekyll regrets he cannot be in time for dinner. He will join us later."
Mr. Edward Enfield.
When the wine was in and the ladies were out.
"This man Jekyll piques me. No man could be as good as he looks."
"I assure you, Sir George, he is London's Saint Anthony. I know because I lost a wager on him."
"Henry Jekyll is the finest man I know—although we differ on every scientific point."
"In devoting yourself to others, Jekyll, aren't you neglecting the development of your own life?"
"Isn't it by serving others that one develops oneself, Sir George?"
"Which self? A man has two—as he has two hands. Because I use my right hand, should I never use my left?"
"Your really strong man fears nothing. It is the weak one who is afraid of—experience."
"A man cannot destroy the savage in him by denying its impulses. The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it."
"With your youth, you should live—as I have lived. I have my memories. What will you have at my age?"
In one of London's music halls.
"Shut you fice—you're 'iding the stige!"
"Lidies and gents—allow me to interduce the fimous h'Italian dancer—Miss Gina. Give 'er your kind applause."
Gina—who faced her world alone.
It was to this place that Sir George led Dr. Jekyll later that night for an illustration of his argument at dinner.
"What's the matter—afraid of Temptation?"
FIN DE SIECLE
For the first time in his life, Jekyll had wakened to a sense of his baser nature.
"There isn't much in life Sir George has overlooked."
"There's one thing he has overlooked—man's immortal soul!"
"The one decent thing about him is the way he has brought up Millicent. He has protected her as only a man of the world could."
"Wouldn't it be marvelous it the two natures in man could be separated—housed in different bodies!"
"Science has wrought miracles. Why not—this?"
"But that's sacrilege! Man would be both God and Devil!"
"Think what it would mean! To yield to every evil impulse—yet leave the soul untouched!"
His imagination afire with this new idea, and his whole being mastered by the exploring passion of the scientist, Jekyll spent days and nights in his laboratory.
And now the question—Did the drug have power to restore him to his normal state?
"Poole, there's a friend of mine named—Hyde. I want him to have full liberty and authority about the house—"
"—and I want you to have a long mirror placed in my laboratory."
Now for secret place where Hyde could live his chosen life.
In the impenetrable mask of another identity, Hyde set forth upon a sea of license——to do what he, as Jekyll, could not do.
"What is this bauble?"
"It is an old Italian ring made to carry poison. There is a story about it—"
A proposal of marriage.
"Then there is someone else?"
To provide against mishap in the dangerous game he was playing, Jekyll adopted a simple plan.
"But who is this Hyde, to whom you are leaving everything?"
"This is a private matter which I cannot explain."
"Have you entirely forgotten Millicent Carew? She is hurt at your apparent neglect to her."
"Go and see her. She is the sort of influence a man needs in his life."
As Hyde plunged deeper into vice, his trail was soon strewn with victims of his depravity.
"Get out—I'm through with you!"
In a sudden revulsion against the power he felt was dragging him down, Dr. Jekyll gave a hostage to his soul.
For some time Dr. Jekyll renounced the dark indulgences of Hyde—until in an hour of weakness the demon, long caged burst forth more malignant than before.
"He thinks he's covered with red ants!"
Into the life of Millicent, the shadow of evil now began to creep.
"I've not seen Dr. Jekyll, nor heard from him in days. Has something happened—or has he ceased to care?"
The next morning, Sir George sought to discover the cause of Dr. Jekyll's mysterious absence.
"We have not seen your master for a week. Is he out of town?"
"He did not tell me he was going away, sir, but he has not been here."
"There is something curious about Jekyll's disappearance. Millicent is greatly worried about him."
"Damn your interference! What business is it of yours?"
"Name your price."
"That is Henry Jekyll's signature—not yours!"
"Set your mind at rest about that. I will go with this man to the bank and cash the check myself."
"The only person with a key to the laboratory is Mr. Hyde, sir. Dr. Jekyll told me he was to come and go as he pleased."
"What can Jekyll have to do with a fiend like that?"
After hours of lonely waiting.
Tortured by remorse for Hyde's monstrous cruelties, Jekyll realized at last that the evil nature to which he had voluntarily yielded, now threatened to dominate his whole life.
"You're a mysterious young man, Dr. Jekyll."
"What can you, with your presumably clean life, have to do with a vile thing like this Hyde?"
"What right have you to question me—you, who first tempted me?"
"But what has that to do with Hyde? Unless you can explain, I shall have to object to your marriage with my daughter."
"It was you—you with your cynicism—who made me ashamed of my goodness, who made me long for a knowledge of evil!"
"I'll report to the police at once. You go for Mr. Utterson."
"It was too dark to be sure, sir, but I got the impression it was Mr. Hyde."
"Edward Hyde lives at Number Nine Barnsbury Road, Soho."
"You must break this to Millicent!"
"Ah! Hyde's in trouble, is he?"
"We'll go back and find out what Jekyll knows of this man."
"I don't know where my master went, sir. He was here early in the evening."
"Perhaps my master's returned, sir—he always locks the door when he works."
"What awful creature could have done such a thing? He must suffer for it! Henry, you must help me find him!"
"I will do everything I can."
And now, in his hours off guard, outraged Nature took her hideous revenge—and out of the black abyss of torment sent upon him the creeping horror that was the other self.
In despair, Millicent appealed to Dr. Lanyon.
"I'm terribly worried about Dr. Jekyll. I have tried to reach him again and again, but he says he is ill and cannot see me."
"He will not even see me—nor Utterson."
"Have they found any traces of Hyde yet?"
"No, he has disappeared completely."
Having exhausted his supply of the essential drug which alone could insure even a temporary hold upon his better self, Jekyll dared not leave his laboratory.
"Misfortune has fallen on this house. Something is wrong with the master!"
"He's done nothing but send Poole to the chemists all over town!"
"The master is so eager for this drug you would think it was a matter of his life—and there isn't any to be had in the whole of London."
"Something's got to be done! I'm going for Miss Millicent—you get Dr. Lanyon!"
"Millicent, if you love me, go!"
"He has taken his own life—it is his atonement!"
"Hyde has killed—Dr. Jekyll!"