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I will. I'll try.

Theo.

Ben. Dr. Josephson.

I was told you made a

breakthrough on the Powell case.

Good work. Thank you.

You know, I read your paper on voluntary

mutism, so I had a slight advantage.

Oh, you're the one who read it.

I'll leave you two.

Breakfast on Wednesday.

I'll call your office. His

paper on voluntary mutism...

didn't have anything to do with

the Powell case, and you know it.

How's it going? Have you

ever been to Harmony Bay?

Mmm. Thanks, Mike.

Tell me your war stories.

You never mentioned I'd have

to be on staff there, Ben.

Well, it was

a negotiation, Theo.

They're understaffed.

Thanks. You want out?

No.

I want Powell.

He's leading me

into the jungle.

He's leading you?

Well, I... You're doing

the evaluation, not him.

And there's more at stake here,

Theo, than your book.

I know. I know, Ben.

Now that the patient is speaking,

it's a different ball game,

different expectations.

The competency hearing will be scheduled

as soon as you present your evaluation.

And that report... your report... and your

testimony will be very carefully judged,

so you have to be prepared.

Keep focused.

Lead him to the questions

you want answered.

I will.

I will!

You just don't understand. It's not

the usual therapeutic environment.

Then don't be

the usual therapist.

Go on. Sit down.

Welcome, Doctor.

Will you excuse us, gentlemen?

Dr. Theo Caulder. Third interview

with Dr. Ethan Powell.

Doctor, do you know why

you've been sent here?

What a brave lad you are.

You can call me "Doctor."

"Dr. Caulder."

Yes, bwana.

I will call you

"Tabibu Juha Caulder."

Tabibu Juha. Swahili.

It'll help me remember. That's

what you want, isn't it?

It's my memories. That's

what you want, isn't it?

You attacked several officers

at the Miami airport.

Guilty.

In Rwanda you were convicted of murder.

Are you a murderer?

Ah, yes.

Tell me about that.

Tell me about Africa.

I know you always went alone.

Twenty-one trips...

over 12 years,

and you never took

a companion or a colleague.

Never with your wife,

who wanted to go.

Never with your daughter, who

you invited, then uninvited.

What are you up to? Therapy?

My job. I wanna know

why this is difficult.

Are you afraid

to go back there?

Are you afraid to follow?

Try me.

Describe what you see.

Tell me. Tell me what you see.

The Virunga volcanoes.

The great forests of Visoke.

So beautiful.

And there's some flatland,

and there's a river

beyond the trees.

And in the middle

is my base camp.

It's a good camp.

My tent... is there.

It's right there.

- So you're off.

- Already now.

Okay. I'll check the list.

Again?

Willie, your father's leaving.

- Willie!

- He will come. He will come.

Willie, come on! Willie?

There you are.

What are you doing?

Come on, your father's leaving.

See? For your wrist.

I've been looking for this.

Okay, off you go now.

The sooner you go, the sooner

I'll get my supplies. Go on.

Ethan? Ethan?

What are you looking at?

There he was...

the silverback, their leader.

I'd been observing this group for

months but had never been this close.

So close, so magnificent.

It was terrifying...

and wonderful.

I thought my presence

was making them nervous,

but it wasn't that,

it was the machine...

the camera...

that didn't belong.

So I stopped using it, and it

was then I began to see them...

for the first time.

I wondered if they missed me

when I left for the night...

this man who watched them

outside their circle.

Did they think of me?

I thought of them,

and I missed them.

I liked them.

I even needed them.

Each day they seemed

to allow me to step closer.

I was excited

by my slow journey toward them.

I felt privileged.

I felt, in a way, as if I was

coming back to something...

I had lost long ago

and was only now remembering.

Suddenly, just like that,

it happened.

I was no longer

outside the group.

For the first time,

I was among them.

I never missed a day.

I walked miles from my camp

to find them.

And stayed with them

longer and longer...

before I'd pull myself away

to go back to camp every night.

In there,

deep in those forests,

away from everything you know,

everything

you've ever been taught...

by school or book

or song or rhyme,

you find peace, Juha, kinship,

harmony, even safety.

You'll find more danger in one

day in any city in the world...

than you will ever find

in those forests.

Do you understand that?

Ah, mixed up.

You're all mixed up.

I wanna go back to my cell now.

Wait.

Okay, okay. Wait. Wait.

Please.

What's the playing card for?

Control.

Control of you? By whom?

- By you... takers.

- "Takers"? Explain that.

I wanna go to my cell now.

The session's not over.

Until you say so?

Right.

The taker.

You're free to go.

Am I?

And you? Are you free?

Only in my head. You! You!

I know about

the ace of diamonds.

Every prisoner is supposed

to spend a half an hour outside.

Every prisoner, every day.

We can only afford the time and

personnel to do a rotation...

one patient a day... so we make

it random, use the cards.

It doesn't work. It keeps

them focused on something.

The strong take it

from the weak every time.

And the rest of them focus their

anger on the ones who take it...

and not on the guards

or medical staff.

It does work. For us.

It works for us.

Here's charts on ten of them.

You can start there.

Do you ever see them alone?

There isn't time for that.

There's the consulting area.

We do what we can.

You do what you're told.

Go ahead. Hit me again.

I'm easy. And you'll

feel so much better.

What was it you called me?

Tired, incompetent bag of sh*t?

Christ, you think I never

fought a battle in here?

You want to know

what it was like before me?

We do what we f***ing can.

Hi. Hi.

Peter Holden? Uh-huh.

You gonna be our shrink now?

For a while. You got

a resume with you?

- Any credentials or anything?

- Let's go over here, please, Peter.

I'm Dr. Caulder.

You've been charged with one count of murder,

and found incompetent to stand trial.

She had a demon in her

for a while,

my neighbor Mrs. Karsh.

Mm-hmm. It would come and go.

Nobody saw it... except me.

What did it look like,

the demon?

Um...

Did you ever see Alien

with Sigourney Weaver?

It looked like a giant insect?

No.

It looked like

Sigourney Weaver.

Hey, Dacks!

Why don't you stop this?

Why? They have to work out their own problems.

He won't kill him.

Oh, this is Phillip!

All right.

All right, guys. Back up.

Back up! Oh, my God! You

got to help him, Doc!

Get him off! Somebody help me, please!

Get him off me!

Get him off me. Help him!

Please help him, Doctor.

Please. Please.

Come on. Stop the bleeding.

Hey, calm down! You got

to stop the bleeding, Doc!

Come on, Doc!

Come on, Doc!

Stop the bleeding, Doc!

Dr. Theo Caulder, continuing

interview with Dr. Ethan Powell.

I've further reduced your Haldol.

Have you felt the effects of that?

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