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You don't give a hoot about Carol

and you never have.

I'd rather be shot by a jealous woman

than a noble one, anyway.

Don't you think we should

sit down quietly and think up...

a better reason for you

to shoot me than that?

Talking won't do you any good.

It's silly of you to kill me, Louise.

There's still a lot of pain and

unhappiness in store for me.

You wouldn't want me to mis

s all that, now would you?

Now, look, why don't you

just give me that before I get hurt.

I told you.

I explained it to you, how important

it was for you not to leave me again.

All right.

Well, go ahead and shoot.

Mathematically, the chances

of your hitting me are slight.

And as far as killing me, well,

I don't think you're that good a shot.

I killed him!

Ten years ago, I could've prevented this.

Five, even two years ago,

it could've been prevented.

It was there for any psychiatrist to see.

If a child breaks a leg,

he's taken to a doctor.

If he shows signs of mental illness,

he's hidden away in a closet.

- Shut away, until it's too late.

- Dr. Willard, a Mr. Graham...

is waiting in your office to see you.

All right. Thanks, Miss Pullie.

- Dr. Willard.

- Yes, sir.

My name is Dean Graham.

- You telegraphed me about my wife.

- Yes, how do you do?

Won't you sit down, please?

Doctor, I've never given way to emotion.

But you can imagine my state of mind.

Yes, of course I can.

May I see her?

Yes.

She won't recognize you though.

I must know her condition, Doctor.

Tell me everything you know.

Mr. Graham, it's a clear case of psychosis.

- Completely unbalanced.

- You mean she's insane.

Yes, if you insist on using that term.

- Is it hopeless?

- No, it isn't.

As a matter of fact, I intend

to try and restore her.

It will take many months.

But there's every reason to believe

that someday she'll be herself.

Thank God.

Mr. Graham, I want you to

follow me very closely now.

We human beings act according

to certain patterns of behavior.

Sometimes, why exactly we don't know yet...

the pattern is broken.

The wires are crossed.

The mind cannot evaluate, judge...

or even function properly.

Shock follows shock, until

eventually the mind gives way.

The brain loses control

and the body sinks into coma.

Then, in a biblical sense...

we might say that such a person

is possessed of devils.

And, it is the psychiatrist

that must cast them out.

Substantially...

this is what happened to Louise.

She was under great emotional strain

the night your first wife killed herself.

And it was a very simple matter

for her tortured mind...

to develop the delusion that she actually

helped Pauline to commit suicide.

And once the initial delusion

was established...

her present condition was almost inevitable.

I see.

Doctor.

Since, apparently,

she has told you all this...

I presume you know about David Sutton, too.

Yes, Mr. Graham, I do.

- There'll be a trial, of course.

- Of course.

I can't predict the outcome.

But Louise is neither mentally nor morally

responsible for any of her actions.

Whether or not a jury will understand

that is beyond my control.

And now, may I see her?

Yes, Mr. Graham, come with me.

She looks almost happy.

Yes, she is, in a way.

There are no problems in her private world.

Not now, anyway.

When she starts to recover...

She'll suffer, I suppose.

You and I can have no conception

of how she'll suffer.

- I'd like to spare her that.

- You can't.

It's pain that made her this way.

Only through greater pain,

and suffering beyond belief...

will she get well again.

I'll be there whatever happens.

However much she suffers.

I was rather hoping you'd say that.

She's going to need you, very much indeed.

- Can I stay here a few moments?

- Yes, of course.

If she awakens, don't expect

too much, though.

She won't know you. Not for a while.

I'll wait.

I'm here.

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