Basic Instinct 2 Page #4

it would've ruined your career.

You haven't told me if you killed him.

Can you put that out?

Put it out now or you can leave,

okay?!

Is that better?

When you think about f***ing me...

...and I know you do...

...how do you picture it, doctor?

Oh, I know you can't answer me,

so just think it.

Do you want it straight up?

You on top?

Me on top?

Do you want it from behind...

...on your knees,

my face in the pillow?

Do you want to beat me up...

...just a little?

Not too hard.

Oh, a little harder than that.

Do you want to come in my mouth?

What if I told you that I masturbate

thinking about you?

That I make myself come...

...thinking about you

making yourself come.

I guess we're out of time for today.

I'm terminating therapy.

Send me the bill.

Are you feeling all right?

Miss Tramell, it's Dr. Glass here.

Listen, I'm concerned about how our

session ended today.

I'd like to talk through

any misunderstandings...

...there might be between us.

As soon as you get this message,

please give me a...

Just call me when you can.

Evening, Dr. Glass.

Could I have a word?

Sure. Upstairs.

Is that German?

Can I get you anything?

No.

So here's a surprise.

Adam Towers had a girlfriend

besides Denise.

Guess who.

Catherine Tramell.

You don't look surprised.

She's a private patient of mine.

I see. Since when?

Not long.

So your ex and your private patient

were both screwing Adam Towers.

That's quite a coincidence.

Did they know each other?

I don't know. I don't think so.

Did you...?

Tramell's prints were all over Towers'

apartment, along with others.

But what's interesting is the last call

he made was to her mobile phone...

...90 minutes before he died.

Her story is she was out walking all

that time.

Two hours strolling around Clerkenwell

and nobody saw her, so...

Come on, Michael. Talk to me.

I can't tell you anything. Even if I

knew something, which I don't.

Franks was first. Towers second.

There's bound to be a third.

This goes beyond confidentiality.

You've got a legal obligation to protect

a potential victim.

You can't lock somebody up because

you think they might do something.

Why don't you tell me what you know

about this article...

...Towers was writing about you

and our old friend George Cheslav.

Who told you

he was writing an article?

His editor.

He'd been very busy.

He had a lot of information on you.

What, and you think I killed him...

...to stop him writing

some stupid article?

No. But just for the record, why don't

you tell me how you spent last night.

Between, say,

You know, broad strokes.

I had patients until 8 p.m.

Then went to a party

in Collingham Gardens.

I left there about 11 with a woman.

We came here and I was on my knees

f***ing her when Denise called.

On your knees, eh?

Sounds like your evening

was better than mine.

Could I get her name?

So there are no loose ends.

Look, Michael, Adam Towers

was f***ing your ex-wife...

...and about to do the same

to your career. I've got to ask.

Michelle Broadwin.

She's a psycho-pharmacologist at

Victoria Psychiatric Hospital.

Thank you.

I'll be in touch.

What does that mean?

I smell blood.

Yeah, not all of them, of course, but,

you know, some of them.

They're all so sanctimonious...

...so judgmental.

All my friends, they drink too much.

They snort too much coke.

Miss Tramell,

it's Dr. Glass here again.

I'm a little concerned

I haven't heard from you.

I was wondering whether you're okay.

Look, let me give you

my home number. It's 0207...

Sorry, it really got to me and I don't

know why it seems to be doing that.

Why it's getting worse.

I mean, I was really excited.

You have no new messages.

The thing about Gerst is this:

The selection committee

is just a formality.

This is the real interview.

Relax.

Be direct, candid.

But not too candid.

Very good time. They always get lost

on the way. Come in.

Meet my new Mughal painting.

Not another one.

An Indian goddess at peace. It has a

tranquility to it, don't you think?

I wonder what the males are doing,

loitering so close to her?

It's obvious. They're worshiping her.

As they should.

Perhaps that's why she has eight arms

to fend them off.

Why don't you girls go outside

while Dr. Glass and I have our chat.

Come. Come.

Come with me. You'll enjoy it.

So, Dr. Glass, I have a question:

Do you think I'm insane?

Pardon?

Nuts? Bonkers? Off my trolley?

No, not at all.

But I might be if I recommended you

for the Douglas Chair.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

George Cheslav.

A major drug dealer, under your care,

brutally murders his girlfriend.

An inquiry is held...

...where Detective Roy Washburn...

...testifies that you acted

professionally at all times.

You're blameless.

That's right, I was.

However, after the trial...

...you experienced what we might term

an emotional meltdown:

Depression...

...occupational underachievement...

...marital problems...

...and questionable professional

conduct...

...much discussed at dinner parties

around our great city.

I'm sorry?

Now you want my support

for the Douglas Chair.

No more Cheslavs, Michael.

No.

No more Cheslavs.

Catherine!

Catherine!

Sorry. All right.

Sorry, I'm just looking for someone.

God, Michael, how dramatic.

I know.

I thought she was in danger,

but I know that's not the point.

She could be a murderer twice over...

...and you're acting like she's a

princess you have to rescue.

Don't patronize me, please.

It's driving me crazy.

You're in love with her, aren't you?

Not love. It's...

I don't know.

You have to terminate this therapy,

right away.

Well, it's already done.

She terminated it herself.

Good.

If she calls again, give her my number.

I'm a woman.

She'll relate to me differently.

What are you doing here?

Where she goes, I go.

Since when?

Since she started coming

to your office five days a week.

So, Adam Towers.

Seems his research has gone missing.

All his notebooks, audiotapes,

even his hard drive.

Everything on George Cheslav

and Michael Glass.

- You think Catherine has it?

- I know she does.

She ever tell you about them

when she's chatting on the couch?

You know I can't discuss that.

Come on. I've been very good to you

these past few years.

I'm practically a psychopath

delivery service.

I can't break privilege.

Pity. I have something

you might like to know about.

Someone says you'd been lying

at the Cheslav inquest.

Who?

You want me to break privilege?

Since you're a friend,

it was your ex-wife.

Denise?

You want to sort her out.

Who knows, she might tell you

where Towers' notes went.

Someone's here.

Do you want us to say?

I'll be all right. Don't worry.

We'll see you later.

How you doing?

Okay.

Do you want a drink?

No, I have to go.

I'm meeting someone

at the Atlantic Bar.

Denise, did you tell Towers that

I lied at the Cheslav inquiry?

Of course, there's always an agenda.

No. I said you knew he was going

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