Clinical Page #5

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Let me in!

Let me in!

Let me in!

Get out... [screams]

What did you do?

What did you do?

[shrieking]

Why are you doing this to me?

I just wanted to help you!

[Nora shouts]

Leave me alone!

[Nora screaming]

[screaming stops]

[soft groan]

[sobbing]

[beeping]

[grunts]

[coughing]

[gasps]

[panting]

Water.

Ah, what's that?

Why are...?

Where am I?

What am I doing here?

What's that?

What is that?

[monitor beeping]

Hey.

Terry.

Don't be afraid. We just need

to ask you a few questions.

Sure.

Why... Why am I here?

We're going to get you the right care,

I promise you.

Care?

Mathis, Jane.

Intake session number one.

Intake...

This is a mistake.

Terry.

Do you know why you're here?

Nora Green attacked me in my house...

and I had to defend myself.

I don't remember much more,

just I f...

I think I was drugged.

Can you just... can you please

get me out of this thing?

It's not that easy, Jane.

You're going to remain here

on a psychiatric hold until your trial.

This was obvious self-defense.

Where's Miles?

He can explain everything.

Or Clara. Does she know where I am?

We got your blood tests back.

I'm sorry, Terry, I didn't tell you.

I've just been so anxious lately.

Can you please tell me what's going on?

How long have you been

taking scrips from me?

Terry, I never meant to hurt you

in any way. I-I don't...

What would you say to Miles

if he were here?

What would I...?

I would ask him for his help.

He knows what's been happening

between me and Nora.

What?

[Terry]

She doesn't need to see that.

She's my patient now, and, yes...

Yes, she does.

[Jane screaming]

Hey, hey, hey!

What's going on? What's going on?

What did you take? What did you take?

Come here, come here! Jesus!

- Look at me!

- No.

Hey! Hey, what did you take?

Come on, come on!

Look at me. Look at me! Come on.

- [screaming]

- [squelch]

We think he came over to find you

because you weren't picking up your phone.

Probably to tell you they found Nora.

No. No.

She hung herself.

A couple of days later,

a neighbor came by,

complained about the smell.

You were in a drug-induced hysteria,

- and we're going to figure this out.

- I didn't do this.

I didn't do this.

I-I did... I didn't do this.

You did see this.

Could I talk to you

just for a minute, please?

Just for a minute.

I don't want to make

trouble here, but I can.

We're going to put you on a regimen.

I'll consult with Dr. Drummond.

You help us help you.

There's some police outside.

They want to ask you some questions.

End session.

[sobbing]

[birds chirping]

[rope creaking]

Why didn't you tell me?

I thought we were close.

I thought you felt comfortable.

I would've helped you, you know?

I was so excited when you moved home.

So excited.

I'm just sorry you did this all yourself.

[Clara] I know you didn't want

to do this, right?

I... I have to believe that.

You... you were scared.

We're gonna get you out of here.

At the trial, I'm gonna be

your character witness.

But I told them, I don't have character.

I'm a psychiatrist.

It's Christmas in a few days, so I'll...

I'll try to come visit.

[Taser crackles]

[labored breathing and moaning]

[gasping]

[gasps]

I'm so sorry.

- [Nora] No, you were wrong.

- [Jane] I didn't do this!

I didn't!

No. No!

[cries out]

[door opens]

Where... What are you doing?

- Where...?

- [door slams]

You have nothing to say?

I want to be let out.

I don't belong here.

You killed a police officer.

Would you rather be in jail?

Someone did this to me.

All of this.

Nora, you mean, or Nora's ghost?

This isn't what we're here for,

but I'm gonna humor you.

Nora Green, who was dead

by the time you turned homicidal,

broke into your house,

injected you with a drug cocktail,

left, hung herself, and decayed.

Do you belittle all your patients?

No, no, no, I'm just trying

to make you understand

so that we can start your therapy.

Isn't that what you do,

the, uh, confrontation technique?

I help people by...

By breaking their sanity.

You help no one.

Nora's reality was so distorted

by the time she got here,

she couldn't tell the difference

between what was real and what wasn't.

She was convinced her father was dead,

and the entire time I'm sitting there,

looking at this girl,

feeling so bad that

she's being manipulated by...

an unstable physician.

Say that part again.

You don't help anyone.

No. The part about her father.

She had talked

about how she killed her father,

even though I spoke to him.

He was paying the bills

in this facility the entire time.

What did she say she did to him?

That's not important.

His face?

How would you know that?

Don't do it!

Don't do it.

Unlock me.

Take a breath.

Right now.

[Taser crackling]

- [chimes tinkling]

- [clock ticking]

[bell jingles]

[soft gasp]

[bell jingles]

[Jane gasping]

[sharp gasp]

[strangled sobbing]

[soft cry]

[distant rummaging]

[soft gasps]

[man whistling]

Open your eyes.

It's time for some

confrontation therapy.

Surprise.

[small chuckle]

I've been trying to find a way...

to sneak you out of that place.

Sitting in that parking lot

every day, and...

[chuckles]

You come running out!

It was a Christmas miracle!

Why are you doing this?

You forced your way into our lives.

Poisoned her.

She was perfect.

Tell me...

I want to understand.

You couldn't possibly understand.

You don't allow yourself to feel.

I've been watching you.

The pills. The isolation.

Keeping everyone at arm's length.

I don't.

I love Miles.

[laughs]

Of course you did.

He knew exactly what was going on.

That's why he's alive.

[Jane sobs]

Or your... your... your best friend.

She just wanted you to open up.

- [Jane sobs]

- Mmm.

And Terry?

A guy you pay to sit in a room

and reveal nothing.

You had no problem talking

to me about Nora.

We were happy.

Happier than you've ever been.

You're right. I'm a mess.

Yeah.

When my parents died,

I was young.

I was alone,

and I ran from this house.

Trying to be

what they would have wanted.

But you failed.

Just like you failed to keep your hands

off your own flesh and blood!

[Jane groans]

Can't help who you love, Jane.

Stay put.

Enjoy the view.

[distant clatter]

[soft groan]

[sharp gasp]

[Jane gasps]

[Alex whistling "Winter Wonderland"]

[Jane gasps]

[whistling continues]

[soft cry]

[cries out]

[groans]

All this to punish me?

You needed a lesson

in accountability.

[Nora] Dr. Mathis?

[Alex] I stopped paying

her insurance payments.

Filed my own death certificate.

Changed my name. It was easy.

Lonely.

But easy.

[Alex] Tell me something.

What did you see...

the night you slashed up your boyfriend?

[Jane] I saw Nora.

[Alex laughing]

That's perfect.

I saw what you made of her.

[pained gasp]

I loved her.

More than any father could.

[pained gasps]

God.

There was no car accident,

was there?

There was, actually.

Funny story.

[soft chuckle]

I couldn't tell the hospital the truth.

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