Final Analysis Page #6
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- 1992
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for the same crime, now, can I?
Then you have nothing to worry about.
See you at noon tomorrow.
I gather you've heard his version.
Maybe you're ready for the truth.
Of course, Miss Evans.
I've invited my sister.
She'll corroborate my story.
Let Miss Evans' sister in
as soon as she arrives.
In the meantime, why don't we begin?
I should have a lawyer here, but...
...my lawyer is his best friend.
but the judge wouldn't let me.
Recently, I've been found
to be temporarily insane...
...so I have to defend myself,
on my own.
We'll listen carefully and impartially
to whatever you have to tell us.
My sister's a patient of his...
...and we've met a few times...
...to talk about family business.
In the course of doing that...
...we started an affair.
The first time Isaac ever said anything
about killing my husband...
...I thought he was joking.
He knew I suffered
from pathological intoxication.
But he became obsessed!
He insisted that we had the...
...the makings of a perfect murder.
He followed me home one night.
He followed me home one night and...
He acted really...
...agitated...
...and upset. I tried to
make him leave, but he wouldn't.
He went upstairs and he did it.
He hit Jimmy.
Isaac hit Jimmy with a dumbbell.
I was horrified.
Because he ran.
He ran right out of the apartment...
...and he called me. He called me
...from a bar...
...or someplace, and he told me...
He told me to tell the police...
...that I had done it...
I did. I hid the dumbbell...
...for Isaac.
I know it was wrong
to conceal the evidence.
But I was so scared.
So I got my sister...
I got my sister to bring
the briefcase today.
It's okay, you can give it to him.
It's okay.
What's that?
Where's the dumbbell?
Where's the dumbbell?
He's controlling her!
He made her substitute
those for the dumbbell!
They're from the planet Bantar, right?
How did he get you to do it?
You're f***ing her, aren't you?
Bastard!
Answer me!
Answer me!
Answer me!
You don't understand.
They're framing me.
They're both in on it.
Of course, Miss Evans.
You're doctors?
You know we're doctors.
You're just confused now.
- I'm with the review committee.
- I consult for the insurance company.
- You liars!
- You're very upset, Miss Evans.
You tricked me! All of you tricked me!
Hold it. Hold on.
You're in it together!
It's okay. It's all right.
It's fine.
You were right about double jeopardy.
This was the only way.
You cocksucking son of a b*tch!
You bastard!
F*** you all! F*** you all!
You lied to me!
Let go of me! F*** you!
When you came to us the other day
with your diagnosis, we were skeptical.
There was no indication of psychosis.
There's no prior history.
She's worse than you described her.
Talk about paranoid.
What did she think we were?
District attorneys?
The anxiety of killing her husband,
plus the repeated insults of alcohol...
...have brought on a full-scale
organic psychosis.
I wouldn't be surprised
if there's further deterioration.
Why don't we do a review in six months
and take it from there?
We appreciate you taking the time.
We know how these cases can drag on.
Patients remain confined for years.
Good morning.
Caterpillar's become a butterfly.
May I get you something to drink?
Champagne cocktail.
Your hair.
Do you like it?
They're extensions.
I hope you're not uncomfortable here.
It's so nice to see you
away from the office.
How did you know you could win me over?
The dream.
Why did you choose
a dream from the archives?
My dreams are none of your business.
You were hoping
You wanted me to intervene.
I just can't seem to get off your couch,
can I, Dr. Barr?
I don't know what's
going on in your mind.
But whatever it is that...
...I could have done...
...whatever I might have implied,
whatever you...
...imagined, I'm sorry.
It's just not gonna happen.
Fear of intimacy? What do you think?
Is that a problem?
I want you to understand this.
Heather and me...
...you and me...
...it's finished. It's over.
- Gone.
- But you're my doctor!
I can't be your doctor...
...or anything else.
What I can do, and will do,
is find you another therapist.
I should've done it months ago.
There is something that I need from you.
I need the dumbbell.
The dumbbell?
It's gone.
I got rid of it. I threw it in the bay.
All right.
Well, I will be...
...giving you a call very soon...
...with a new doctor's name.
I think it's best
if we just say goodbye now.
Let's say it then.
What are you gonna do to me?
Why?
Because of what I did to you.
I love you.
I love you.
Tell me about Isaac.
You were right.
He doesn't care about me.
He doesn't even want to be my doctor.
It's okay.
We have one more chance.
You've got to get
the dumbbell to Huggins.
No, I can't.
I can't touch it.
I can't sleep with it in the apartment.
I can't. I just...
Heather, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry for what I've done to you.
Maybe there is something you can do
to make up for it.
All visitors, please clear the day room.
Excuse me, miss.
You forgot your purse.
She has it? Diana has the dumbbell?
Yeah, I can see her from here.
She's got it.
She's putting it in a bag.
If you could possibly grab it, give me
a call. I'll pick it up from you.
No problem.
How did it go?
I have it.
That's great. I can be there
in 15, 20 minutes, tops.
- You know where I am?
- 7th and King.
And you're all right?
Thanks. I'll be right over.
Yeah, I'll be here.
Wrong girl, pal.
- Homicide.
- Detective Huggins, please.
If it's not one thing,
it's a damn 'nother.
Hello, detective.
This is Heather Evans.
I have that item
you've been looking for.
I thought you were still in Overland.
I got a pass. I've got what you want.
I'm at the Bay Marina. I won't
be here longer than 40 minutes.
Bay Marina?
I know it. I'll be there.
I heard this boom,
but I didn't think nothing of it.
We hear that all the time around here.
- You know him?
- What happened?
Took a pill in the chest.
Small caliber.
- Pepe, can you hear me?
- He's stabilized.
Can you hear me?
Hold on a second.
Bay Marina.
Gone 20 minutes, maybe.
Got the pipe, doc.
She got the pipe.
He'll be okay.
You're gonna be all right.
- Easy.
- You'll be all right.
All right, let's go.
I can't believe it.
If I hadn't got stuck on Market...
...I'd have beat those f***ers.
That's life, right?
How fast can you get me across the bay?
Fast.
Sh*t!
Damn it!
I got it.
They say your buddy's in surgery.
He's gonna make it.
Thanks.
This ought to be good.
This is the dumbbell Heather used to
kill her husband.
I guess I shouldn't have touched it.
You're a smart f***er, aren't you?
There's a shooting victim at Overland
who can positively I.D. Her.
Get in the car.
Listen to me, lady.
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