Final Analysis Page #2

I don't.

It's Heather's gun.

She made me take it.

How does it make you feel...

...when you're...

...checking the gun?

It's my surrogate penis.

And my safety being on is because I'm

ambivalent about my phallic fantasies.

And the bullets are semen.

Do you think about the dangers...

...of having a loaded gun?

All the time.

Diana, if you don't mind...

...have your sister call me.

Diana said you wanted to see me.

I did.

- How long were you waiting?

- Not long.

I didn't want to bother you at work.

I was working late. Want to come in?

Come on in.

Why don't you take your coat off?

It's soaked.

You want a cup of coffee? I don't have

any coffee. You want a drink?

I can't drink. I mean, I don't drink.

- Glass of water?

- That'd be great.

It's really beautiful.

Thanks.

"The insanity defense... "

No, no, don't do that.

It's just a paper I've got to deliver.

Are you giving a speech?

At a symposium on law and psychiatry.

Fascinating.

It's in a couple of months.

Diana told me about the gun.

What gun?

The gun she said you gave her.

I'm worried about Diana enough.

I'm not gonna give her a gun.

Believe me, there is no gun.

I'm still concerned.

You see, a fabrication like this is...

It's a kind of fantasy.

A fantasy is a kind of wish.

You really thought I'd give her a gun?

But you wanted to see me anyway.

Yes, I did.

The rain stopped.

Want to go for a cup of coffee?

Sure.

I can't imagine doing what you do.

Just talking to people every day

about their problems. What do you say?

You repeat the last two words people say

and rephrase it like a question.

Your mother?

Isaac, I'm married.

I should have seen that one coming.

Three years.

No wedding ring.

We share an apartment.

Emphasis on "apart. "

Why are you still with him?

You try divorcing

a Greek Orthodox gangster.

Gangster? What, does he

have a pinstriped suit...

...and carry a violin case, this guy?

He builds public housing for the poor.

Gangster.

Can't get more corrupt than that.

So this is it?

We're finished?

To be honest...

...I don't know if I really

want it to be.

It's not just your husband.

You're a patient's sister.

It's doesn't feel right.

I understand.

Well, goodbye.

What are you doing?

I have to go.

No, don't go. Don't go.

It's not that late.

I just want you to understand

something about Diana before I leave.

I think I do.

After my father raped her...

...our mother left us.

I tried to get her away from him,

but I couldn't.

That's okay.

No, you don't know everything.

There was a fire.

My father died in it.

The police thought Diana

had something to do with it.

But I made it...

I made it clear she didn't.

I just think she's blocked it all out.

I don't really know

whether that's good or bad.

It's neither.

It's just something...

...something else...

...we gotta work out.

I really do have to go.

Jimmy?

Heather, honey.

It's after 11.

Where have you been?

I thought you were...

We finished early.

I came home. You weren't here.

I missed you.

I had this thing to do for Diana.

The next time I go away...

...you come with me.

You look tired, honey.

You really gotta take

better care of yourself.

Look at this.

I didn't have one gray hair...

...not one...

...until I married you.

You can't even see that unless you're

looking under a magnifying glass, Jimmy.

Think I'm afraid?

Of what?

Of you.

That you won't love me

when I'm an old man.

Of course I will.

But just not until then, huh, baby?

I didn't say that.

Of course not.

You don't have to say.

You don't have to speak.

We understand each other

so well, darling.

I thought the workout would relax me,

but I'm still on edge.

I could get you a drink.

It's a little late for a drink.

Why are you standing there?

Do it.

I don't want to.

You heard me.

I know you heard me.

Now do it.

Slower.

Let's talk about you and Heather.

Why? Because she's more interesting?

How do you mean "interesting"?

I had the dream again.

I'm arranging flowers

on a table as a centerpiece.

I decorate the flowerpot

with fancy paper.

The paper feels like velvet.

I have three kinds of flowers.

Lilies, carnations...

- And the third kind?

- Violence.

Violence?

I didn't say violence! I said violates!

I said violets.

Violets.

They're just flowers.

I once did floral arranging.

Does everything have to be about sex?

Why don't we talk a little about...

...the fancy paper?

"It feels like velvet. "

You'd say it symbolizes pubic hair.

I knew you'd say something disgusting!

You said it.

So what do we do?

Just keep doing this. It's good.

You wanna know how the dream ends?

Everything...

...everything goes up in flames.

The flowers...

...the table...

...just one great big fireball.

Then I wake up.

I've been treating this attractive,

seductive young woman.

She's got an older sister

who happens to be married.

We've met a few times

to discuss family history.

Then we...

You didn't sleep with her?

I went through the AMA's

Principles of Ethics.

Even the special annotations

for psychiatry said nothing about it.

It's a clich, a shrink with a weakness

for an unhappy woman.

I didn't say that.

You didn't have to.

"She chooses he who must choose her. "

Now you're gonna tell me

you have feelings for her.

Honestly, I can't stop

thinking about her.

You know as well as I do,

romantic love is a projection.

You're not seeing this woman.

It's a vision of her.

You're delusional.

I'm not.

Yes, it is delusional.

There is no human being,

no woman is so beautiful...

...so special that all

of your normal thought patterns get...

Can I help you?

The receptionist said I'd find you here.

This is Alan Lowenthal, my colleague.

And my conscience.

Pleased to meet you.

- Have a seat.

- No, I didn't mean to interrupt you.

No problem.

You were saying?

That I'm late for my rounds?

Nice to meet you.

So you cure any crazies today, or what?

No, but I did receive this

lovely set of original drawings...

...created by a personal friend

of the president of Bantar.

That's the planet.

There is a theme here. It seems that

Satan and I have much in common...

...and that I must die.

How sweet.

I didn't want you to leave last night.

I know.

I'm sorry.

He doesn't mean anything to me.

I'll find a way out of it.

I've wanted to for a long time.

Now I have a reason.

Check out a guy for me.

Through the DA's office, maybe.

"A guy"?

Maybe a bad guy.

Name's Jimmy Evans.

- Builds public housing.

- Who is he?

That's what I want to find out.

Somebody's husband.

She's trying to get out of it.

That's the problem. They always try to

get out of it, but they never get out.

Trust me. This is a good thing.

This is life-affirming, positive energy.

Everything you hate.

If I hate it, it's gotta be all right.

You know what I love about this place?

I'll tell you.

You take away the prices and all

the polite bullshit and it's just...

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