Final Analysis Page #3

...good food.

Plus, we won't see

any of my friends here.

Don't you like your friends?

I make good money

off those greedy f***ers.

And when that stops,

the friendship stops.

What do you care if they heard?

Think their sh*t don't stink?

You can be so crude!

Yes, I can.

But you need that.

You don't like it, but you need it.

But you need it...

...to get off.

What do you think you're doing?

- I was just gonna have a little sip.

- You mean another sip.

So?

So, you forget the last time

you had "a sip"?

You got way out of hand.

I had one good time once,

and I got way out of hand?

It's more than once.

I think you're right.

I think it was twice. Excuse me!

Perfect!

I'm holding these reservations

two weeks, two f***ing weeks...

...and you take tonight to grow a wild

hair up your ass. Thank you very much.

F*** off!

Jesus Christ! You kill me.

One more...

...and that's it.

Heather, put it down.

That's enough!

Put it down.

Look at me.

I'm chewing on a pancreas.

A pancreas is a gland, for chrissakes.

A tasty gland, but it's a f***ing gland.

What's wrong?

I'm dizzy. I don't feel well.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Come right back.

I saw that, you bastard!

Don't look in his eyes!

He'll burn your soul!

Can't you smell it? Burning bodies

everywhere! Burning flesh!

Don't look at him! Don't!

He'll burn you!

Get away! Don't touch her!

- I'm Dr. Lee.

- What's wrong with her?

- She has pathological intoxication.

- What?

Pathological intoxication.

Her chart shows she came here last year

after a similar incident.

But she had even less

to drink this time.

People with this syndrome have

a dramatic, often violent...

...response to small amounts of alcohol

and never remember a thing.

She's in here.

Jesus!

Get her home and let her

sleep off the shot.

And keep her away from alcohol

in any form. Do you understand?

Yes, thank you, doctor.

We're out of here.

You're damaged goods.

But you're also my wife.

And if you ever...

...embarrass me like that again...

...I'll f***ing kill you.

You come here a lot?

Just in moments of existential angst...

...or to impress a date.

- What was that?

- I don't know.

We're in a ditch.

We're gonna have to

spend the night here.

Don't even!

Great, isn't it?

You sure it's okay?

Yeah, I've got a special doctor's pass.

Amazing, isn't it?

I don't know, Isaac.

Come on.

Okay. Almost there.

This is it.

This is it.

I want you to know something.

What's that?

It's the first day

I've played hooky in two years.

Impressed?

No.

Jesus Christ!

It never happened before!

- Come on!

- What is this?

It's for protection.

There are a lot of lunatics out there.

Protection.

Come down here.

You want to talk about this?

No.

So how bad is it?

Jimmy Evans...

...born Dmitri Evangalou...

...September, whatever, 19...

Doesn't matter.

Emigrated Athens at 18

to avoid the draft.

The man builds buildings.

Supplemented by the occasional

pension-fund scam...

...bid rigging...

...money laundering.

F***ing around with his wife is like...

...teasing King Kong.

He isn't invisible. There's a federal

task force looking into this character.

I'd stop seeing the girl.

I don't know if I can.

She's not the kind of girl

you stop seeing.

So this cocksucker, he says to me...

..."I've got too much sand

in my concrete.

Remember the buildings

in the Armenian earthquake?"

And I'm thinking, "Why are you worried?

This is not Armenia...

...this is San Francisco. "

Was that a look?

Were you giving me a look?

No, I wasn't looking at you.

I was looking at your wife.

My wife.

I don't like people looking at my wife.

And I certainly don't like

being looked at.

You understand?

Now you no-d*cks over

at Justice either indict me...

...or stay off my ass.

Because if I catch you

even glancing my way again...

...you'll lose your eyeballs.

That'll solve your legal problems.

Maybe not.

Maybe not.

Where are you going?

I don't feel well.

I'm gonna get a cab.

Fine, whatever.

What do you think

you were doing in there?

I just had to see him for myself.

He thought I was

with the Justice Department.

Do I dress that bad?

You're crazy.

- You are.

- Maybe.

Probably.

How did you get away from him?

I don't feel well.

I told him I was gonna catch a cab.

I'll drive you.

I have to stop at the drugstore.

Do you mind?

Wake up my driver.

Where've you been?

I stopped at the drugstore.

You stopped at the drugstore?

All this hypersensitivity

of one's own body.

"I feel stressed. I have a headache. "

The simple fact

of the matter is, honey...

...you don't treat your body right.

I'm sick.

You're sick.

She says, "I'm sick. "

Tell me something I don't know.

It's late.

I know how to make you feel better.

Take off your clothes.

Take off your clothes.

I don't think you heard me.

That's my girl.

I said, take off...

- How are you?

- What'll we do?

I don't know. I do not know.

Tell me what happened.

They found him dead.

Jimmy.

With his head crushed.

Jimmy's dead?

Crushed.

Why are you here?

I'm her doctor.

Really?

- Let's go.

- You'll be okay? I'll be right back.

You all right?

Can you tell me what happened?

Did he attack you?

No, it wasn't like that.

We were just talking and...

A fight, nothing unusual.

Then I...

I just snapped,

like all those other times.

What do you mean,

all these other times?

Something happens when I drink.

It's horrible. I become...

I don't know what I become

because I never can remember.

Have you seen any doctors about this?

Did they diagnose it?

Did they call it...?

Could you remember if...?

Pathological intoxication...

Does that mean anything to you?

I don't know. Maybe.

Had you been drinking last night?

No, I can't drink.

What did you do?

I was feeling really sick.

I took some cough medicine

and went in...

Wait. You had cough medicine?

How much did you have?

I don't know. Quite a bit.

You saw how I was feeling.

You know this stuff can be

like 20, 25% alcohol.

I'm not crazy.

No one's gonna believe that I...

You did get this diagnosed, did you not?

You were treated for this.

One time at Mount Zion...

...and twice at Stockton.

You have a lawyer?

I don't have anything.

First we'll get you out of here.

We'll go to a hospital...

...and get you a proper examination.

Then we'll get you a lawyer.

When you tell me it's lost, it's lost.

And it can stay lost.

I don't want some bag lady to show up

with a dumbbell she found in a dumpster.

Fucks up our momentum.

Tell me about your husband's will.

What about it?

Is there anything I should know?

Is this necessary?

I've got to get into this, Ike.

The DA is certainly gonna.

Goes to motive.

My husband was broke.

Gambling debts, junk bonds...

He said I'd never get a cent.

He carry life insurance?

That would go to his brother.

Anthony. He lives in Greece someplace.

I don't really know.

All right.

I'm through.

Everything's gonna be okay.

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