Basic Instinct 2 Page #2

Do you think I didn't know

when it started?

It's a pity you never asked yourself

why it started.

How was the court case

with the mystery writer?

I hear she looks fabulous.

Also very intelligent.

Pathological liar. Narcissistic.

Seductive, manipulative.

Do you think she killed the footballer?

I have no idea.

Everything she does is so perfectly

composed.

It's designed to confuse

or confound you.

You never know what's truth

and what isn't. She's brilliant, really.

The masked psychotic. Your favorite.

I'm already working it into a paper:

"Risk Addiction and Omnipotence."

You're writing another already?

I'm writing two,

but this is the more interesting.

I'll catch you up.

Hello?

Glass? It's Roy Washburn.

Are you near a television set?

If you'll be quiet, I'll make a

statement.

What happened?

The judge let her go.

Let her go? Why?

The guy who said

he sold her the D TC...

... the judge found out he'd perjured

himself in another case...

... and disqualified him as a witness.

But I'll make you a bet.

What's that?

She'll do it again.

And soon.

Only this time

I will f***ing nail the b*tch.

So we've been considering those who

wish to control others...

...through their insecurity and their

narcissism.

To study Nietzsche

psychobiographically may seem naive.

Wasn't it Nietzsche's work itself,

which...

...through deconstructive and

post-structuralist readings...

...induced the death of

psychobiography?

Paul Portman said he might go

to Tavistock. I'm thinking I might go.

Just be patient.

Stay where you are for about a year.

- But there's nothing holding me.

- Trust me.

You know Dr. Gerst?

Michael Glass.

It's a pleasure.

I saw your review of my book.

You didn't understand what I was

saying about the analytic field.

Towards the end you made one or two

interesting remarks.

Maybe one of these days

we can discuss it.

I'd be honored. Thank you very much.

"One or two interesting remarks"?

That was a compliment, Michelle.

Dr. Gerst was very impressed.

And it appears that our Michael

has just been knighted.

Cheers.

Congratulations.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Sure.

Every day I see you writing and I am

thinking, "What is he writing about?"

Is it a novel?

No, but there was a novelist in it.

Really? Who?

I can't tell you that.

Otherwise I'd have to kill you.

Must be someone famous, then.

Excuse me. Dr. Glass?

I'm Peter Ristedes.

Adam Towers' assistant.

Urbane magazine.

Mind if I join you?

Adam asked me to see if you'd give us

a quote for the article he's writing.

I believe he mentioned it to you.

He didn't seem to think

you'd want to talk to him.

I'll take that as a "no comment," then?

Dr. Glass?

Miss Tramell.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to talk to you.

About the evaluation.

Some of the things you said,

I've been thinking about them a lot.

I'm sorry you had to hear all that.

Got a minute?

Come through.

What you said about me

being addicted to risk...

...about having to do more and more

dangerous things...

Well, after you said it...

...I realized I was...

...scared.

What exactly scared you?

For weeks before the accident

I was having the same...

...fantasy over and over again.

I even wrote about it.

The woman's driving in the car,

the man's making her come.

She drives off the road,

the man's killed.

I feel like maybe I made it all happen.

That's why I'm here.

Are you saying you'd like to

go into treatment?

Yeah.

Well, I think that's a very good idea.

I wouldn't be able to treat you, but I'd

be happy to refer you to a colleague.

Why can't you treat me?

It's not advisable for a doctor who's

done a forensic evaluation...

...to then become that person's

therapist.

Why not?

Therapy requires a great deal of trust,

which is difficult for most people.

It's best to start with a clean slate.

You mean you don't trust me.

What I said about you at the hearing

must have seemed very negative.

I'm sure you've got feelings about that.

I'd be happy referring you

to another doctor.

This is Dr. Milena Gardosh.

She has a clinic here in London.

You want to know the truth?

The reason I agreed to the evaluation

was because I thought it would be fun.

I never...

I never talked to anyone who...

My patient's here.

What do I owe you?

You don't owe me anything.

But if you'd like to call Dr. Gardosh,

I'm sure she can help you.

I don't shop around.

Like you said,

trust is very hard to come by.

I was hoping I might find it with you.

Listen, why don't we

schedule another meeting.

And then we can talk about this

when we're not so rushed.

You look different today. More relaxed.

The more nervous I am,

the more relaxed people think I am.

I wanted to talk about something you

brought up last Wednesday.

You said before the accident...

...you had fantasies of sexual

excitement and driving off the road.

Do you often have fantasies like that?

I have fantasies all the time.

Fantasies involving violence, death?

People die in my novels.

I have to think of new and interesting

ways to kill them.

What happens when

you don't take risks?

I'm sorry, there's no smoking in here.

It's a rule.

I don't like rules.

I have some of them,

and that's one of them.

After the hearing...

...I was interviewed by a reporter

from Urbane magazine.

Adam Towers. He said he knew you.

Slightly. Why?

He told me about the Cheslav case.

I was impressed by what you did.

You knew Cheslav was dangerous.

Still you protected him.

You honored his confidentiality...

...even at risk to yourself.

Do you think you made the right

decision?

Or do you think you f***ed up?

Given what I knew at the time,

I made the right decision.

So you still believe in confidentiality.

Within legal limits.

What exactly are you concerned with?

If I told you

that I killed Kevin Franks...

...would you report me to the police?

No.

Anything that happened in the past,

I wouldn't discuss outside this room.

But if you told me you were going to

murder someone specifically...

...and I thought you were serious...

...then, yes, I'd go to the police.

I might be manipulating you

to create risk for myself.

Do you want to talk about

what happened to Kevin?

No, not really.

I was just checking your policy.

So have you decided?

About taking me on as a patient.

Shooter had an ex-wife,

a drinking problem...

... a drug problem, a complicated sex

problem he was barely aware of.

And a tremendous amount of

free-floating rage.

In short, he was a cop

and a very good one.

On March 3rd...

The woman knelt naked

at the foot of the bed.

Her back to him, her head on a pillow.

Shooter raked his fingers through her

blond hair and twisted it tight.

She groaned, her breath catching...

... as he suddenly yanked her hair like

a rider pulling on a horse's mane.

The veins on his arms bulged as

he roughly drew her onto him.

Do you remember

that cop Washburn?

To him, the fact that I wasn't upset

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