Jimmy P. Page #2

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I couldn't take that chance.

Do Indians commit suicide?

I don't know.

The ticket, please sir.

- Your ticket.

- Uh, of course. Where did I put that?

This?

No. Here it is.

Welcome to the Wild West!

It's good to see you again, Devereux.

Your client is no piece of cake.

He hasn't spoken one

word in two weeks.

Yesterday he went into town and

came back dead drunk,

with a bottle of liquor.

Which have been to closest to war...

- He was violent?

- Oh no.

The guy was very quiet.

Behold our Indian brave!

You already know Dr. Jokl,

our psychiatrist, and Dr. Holt.

This is Dr. Devereux.

Good morning.

He came from New York just for you.

To record, push down.

Oh thank you.

I don't think we will need it.

Have a nice chat.

You can have a seat if you wish.

May I introduce myself.

I am the hospital anthropologist.

I am interested in Indians.

And if you don't mind,

I'd like to find out

a few things about you.

What is your Indian name?

Oh-Gunidep-Puyop.

Oh, I don't speak Pikunni.

May I ask you what it means?

"Everybody talks about him."

Which society does

your family belong to?

"Crazy Dogs" society.

And to what church do you belong?

I am Catholic.

Dr. Holt told me you

dream a great deal.

In what language do you dream in?

In English, most of the time.

What is the blackfoot

word for "dream"?

Ipa-pong-kaa.

As you can hear

I was born in Europe and

my English sounds a bit rough.

- Does it bother you?

- No.

So...

Tell me about your parents.

My father died of heart

trouble when I was five.

I was raised by my older

sister and brother-in-law.

What about your mother?

My mother was very strict.

Was your mother

a 'manly hearted' woman?

Huh.

Did I say something silly?

How do you know that?

In Mojave we say

'manly hearted' woman.

How do you say it in blackfoot?

Mukakya-ki.

My mother ran her place like a man.

My sister is the same way.

Can you talk to me about your sister?

My sister doesn't drink or smoke.

She's a mission school girl.

She is the oldest child.

She married to an important

functionary of the tribe.

His name is Jack.

By what kinship

the rimbulu called him?

My brother-in-law,

Nestamu.

Do you have any brothers?

Yes, but I don't see much of them.

I am the youngest.

You seem to think of your sister

much the same way

you think of your mother.

They are almost the same in my mind.

You admire your

sister a lot, don't you?

Yes

And what do you do

as an anthropologist?

Well...

we study all aspects of human beings.

Language, techniques,

physiology...

That's why you want

to learn Indian words?

Yes.

I lived with the Mojave for two years.

- In the desert?

- Yes.

I was able to learn their

language and their history.

What is life like for the Mojave?

Not as desperate as the Navajos.

But they have a pretty hard time.

Not to offend you,

but whites do not like us much.

That doesn't affect me at all.

It is strange living in a place

where people are soul sick.

- Do you want to smoke?

- No.

First, I brush some ink on the paper.

And then

you can draw with your finger.

Easy, here we are.

What should I draw?

Whatever you want.

I'm not good at drawing.

What is it?

A landscape.

Perfect.

Both drawings are

separated into 3 strips.

But the boundaries are not cut off.

There is a hidden part

here in the buttress.

And a route crosses

through the strips.

So there is no fractioning.

I see no trace of schizophrenia,

neither latent, nor

- Are you sure?

- I'd stake my life on it.

This man is not mad.

He must be removed as quickly

as possible from the closed ward.

George! Two pictures

are all you need?

Oh, more than enough.

At the base of this drawing

a completely repressed

pre-Oedipal stage.

Here, a house.

for a right-handed heterosexual male,

the mother, or a mother equivalent.

Two mountains, are the breasts.

And threatening clouds

above his sister's ranch.

The patient depicts

himself in front of a barn.

He wouldn't talk to anybody,

doctors or patients.

You asked for my opinion, here it is.

Jimmy Picard is not crazy.

Or else you have to lock up

half of our fellow citizens.

So, what is he suffering from?

I guess what we all suffer from.

So what do you suggests we do?

George, you know how I feel.

But the AAP needs

paperwork, anything legal.

No! Karl, they'll get their papers.

Hey, you're not even an MD.

I know, no psychoanalysis.

Just counseling.

Research counseling, got it?

- Control session with Jokl?

- Jokl.

If they don't work out, you

go straight back to New York.

Terrific!

I may have administration wise,

but let me tell you, Mon'Amie...

that doesn't allow

you to break the rules.

Which rules am I going to break here?

Don't be exuberant!

Is your British friend

still in New York?

- Madeleine?

- Trs charmant! (Very charming)

Jeanetta and I were wondering

if she might pay us a visit.

Nah, I bet she would.

If Jimmy is not sick,

then isn't that good news?

Since we found nothing physiological,

we were wondering whether

the illness may be psychiatric.

However Mr. Devereux doesn't

consider you a schizophrenic.

Then...

I can go home?

I think you're in real pain.

You can see Mr. Devereux,

for a while, an hour a day.

He can't treat you, in

the strict sense of the word.

But maybe he can help.

You should not have drank here.

- You should drink less.

- Hello!

Dr. Devereux has asked us to

move you into another ward.

Hello, my name is Alma.

What do we have here?

I have the school records.

Look!

They thought the world of you.

You can take your time now.

The rapport was good

and simplify sufficient.

The patient reacted in a

spontaneous and normal manner.

I decided to study

and counsel the patient.

Come in, please.

Follow me.

It's an unorthodox

setting, but anyway...

You don't look too good.

Just a slight fever.

Don't worry.

Did you dream anything?

I had a dream last night.

I was butchering some beef.

What breed of cattle was it?

White face, Hereford.

Hereford.

What was the locality of the dream?

On my sister's ranch.

Doctor, when I go to bed,

I'm always short of breath.

Could you explain how it feels?

Well, as soon as I lied down,

I'm afraid my heart will miss a beat.

I always have to get up

and get some water.

I also have these

attacks in the afternoon.

Stepping back to your dream.

What does it make you think of?

The other night, I read an

article in a magazine,

about a... couple in Alaska.

And they butchered three moose.

Do you think that's possible?

That's a lot of meat for two people.

Well, I couldn't say.

The night before,,

I had a nightmare.

I had a fight with a man.

I could not run away,

or raise my arms.

I couldn't yell for help.

The man took out his knife

and went through me.

I woke up and

jumped out of bed.

I don't know who the man was.

How would the old Blackfoot

interpret such a dream?

I don't know much about

the old Blackfoot ways.

What did this man look like?

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