"Evil is always devising more corrosive misery through man's restless need to exact revenge out of his hate" ~Ralph Steadman
When Lisa came back to the mental hospital she wasn't so shocked to see that Bart's attempt not only didn't work, but had gotten him locked up in solitary confinement.
"I'm sorry, but in his current metal state we cannot allow Bart to receive visitors" the receptionist said. "Then can I at least talk to the doctor who ordered it, maybe say a few words to him on Bart's behalf" Lisa said.
"I'm sorry but if you wish to talk to Dr. Warren about a patent then you must come back with your parents" the receptionist said rudely.
Lisa scoffed and walked off, she still had a visitors pass from the last time she was here, and as long as nobody looked close enough to check the date, she should blend in fine. Also she got what she came for, Dr. Warren; she had the name now all she had to do was find his office. Unfortunately Springfield Mental Hospital was huge, but Maggie eventually found Dr. Warren's office.
Lying on top of his desk was a file with Bart's name on it, looking through the file there were no reports, files, or notes. The only thing in that file were pictures of Bart, Lisa imagined maybe one or two pictures in a patient but there had to be at least a dozen here, and in every single one of them, Bart looked like he was in pain, screaming from a nightmare, being medicated and other pictures of his unhappiness that were clearly taken from a security camera.
"Oh Bart" Lisa's eyes started to water as she saw Bart's misery, she had left him to rot while she enjoyed her freedom from him. If only she had taken an interest in his story earlier.
"Just what are you doing snooping around my files?" A voice asked. Lisa turned around and saw the doctor, she barely remembered Sideshow Bob, but this man was exactly his build and their voices were similar, at least Lisa thought, she tried to think back. "I was just looking for the bathroom, and this is my brother's file and I got curious" Lisa said, blushing deeply as she was still shy around being in trouble with adults.
"I can understand about your brother, but understand this what you did was illegal, I'm sure you know what illegal means, and I'll let you off the hook this time but I'm going to ask you to leave, and not come back without your parents" the man said coldly.
"I will, thank you" Lisa said running out of there, when Lisa walked by something clicked in her memories, not only his voice but his eyes, they were the exact same as Sideshow Bob, and now she knew this was him, now all she had to do was prove it.
Bart stared miserably at his padded walks; he was still in a straightjacket and had curled into a ball and tried to hide his tears even though there was no one there.
When the door swung open Bart didn't even move, but said "I know it's you"
"Well of course, I'm the only one who should see you in this condition" the doctor said as Bart sat up and looked at him.
"I mean I know it's you, Bob, you don't have to hide anymore, I know" Bart said, glaring at him with his bloodshot eyes.
The doctor, who was Bob, closed the door and turned to the boy, "So you've figured me out, and I'll give you the pleasure of knowing you were right, but I have the pleasure of knowing nobody will ever believe you" Bob said.
"What do you want, I've been here for three years, why didn't you just kill me, you've wanted to for years, why keep me alive?" Bart asked.
Bob walked over to the boy, grabbing him by a chunk of his blond hair, forcing his head up. "Because this has been too much fun, knowing that I have you in my grasp and that no matter how much you squirm and no matter how much wit you have, it cannot help you" Bob said.
Bob ran his finger across Bart's eye, knowing that boy had cried had brought him great pleasure.
"Have you not taken everything from me?!" Bart yelled, as Bob taunted him. It was true what Bob had taken from him, Bart had lost his home, friends, freedom, dignity, childhood, and most of his sanity. "I've taken almost everything" Bob said taking the boys head in his hands "accept your life, and Bart, I plan on taking that very soon"
Lisa had dug up everything she could on Sideshow Bob; she had started to fallow Dr. Warren around, he was wearing some sort of a disguise, Lisa had a video camera and all she had to do was get a shot of him taking it off. It took a few days and Lisa realized that if she wanted evidence she would have sneak into his house.
Lisa had planned it perfectly, while Bob was at work (or pretend work, he was hardly a psychiatrist) Lisa felt an intruder but this is what needed to be done if she were to get Bart out of there.
Planting small cameras all over his house she was about to place the last one when she realized that if she were to come public with this she would be arrested for breaking and entering, and she couldn't help Bart from inside juvenile hall.
She had only one choice, go into that hospital and just rip off his disguise in front of everybody, it was dangerous and stupid, going against Lisa's think-everything-out attitude, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
After erasing any evidence that she was ever here, Lisa hopped on her bike and rose the hospital. "Miss I thought I told you not to come back without your parents" the receptionist yelled. Lisa ignored her (along with all her instincts to apologize and be good) and basically ran to Bob's office while the receptionist called security.
Security was on Lisa's tail as she made her way through halls of hospital, she managed to find the 'doctor' and tackled him to the ground before the guards got to her.
"What's she doing, is she a patient" someone asked.
"Pull her off him" one security guard told the other, but it was too late, it only took a minute for Lisa to rip is disguise off and Sideshow Bob's face was revealed.
"You little ill-bred" Bob yelled but then the guards grabbed him. "Wait then this means Bart really was telling the truth"
"Where is his room" Lisa yelled.
"Second door on your right" the guard said securing Bob's hands behind his back.
Lisa ran to the door and swung it wide open.
But Bart was gone.
"Where is he?!" She yelled at Bob.
"Let me put it this way" Bob smirked
"Because of you, everybody now knows I'm alive but if you don't find him within the next hour, Bart Simpson won't be"