Regression

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Please God, help me.

Please God, help me.

Oh, you're already back,

John?

Oh-oh. What did our

boys break this time?

John!

Let's go in my office.

John, the reason I called you here...

take a seat will you?

Reverend Beaumont dropped by

a little while ago.

He said your daughter is living

in his church. Since when?

Since Tuesday.

This is very awkward.

He gave me this.

She signed it.

- Is there a problem, Boss?

- Shh.

This is Detective Bruce Kenner.

It is October

the 14th, 1990.

State your full name.

- John Gray.

- And your occupation.

Auto mechanic.

Okay, well you already know me,

I already know you so...

...why don't we not play any games and you

can start by telling me why you're here.

Well I'm... I'm really confused

and I've been thinking about...

I've been thinking about this

all night. And I've been praying.

- Does that help? Praying?

- Yeah. Yeah.

But I don't know, you see.

Part of me says it's impossible.

I... I don't remember anything.

It's just impossible.

All right, well then

what is the other part say?

Some things are obvious.

Such as?

First of all I'm completely sure

about one thing.

Angela never lies.

She'd never do that.

Her mother was just like her, a saint.

And I don't know. Little details

like not hugging or kissing me.

So she's...

she's been avoiding you?

Yeah.

And then... also the...

John.

Cut the sh*t,

take your hat off first of all.

- What?

- Take your hat off.

Why do you think she

was avoiding you, John?

Cause I did it.

I did it.

He admits it, but he doesn't remember

doing it? I don't get it.

He's just stalling for time. I need to talk

to the girl as soon as possible.

Reverend says she

doesn't want to see anybody.

Well I don't care about the Reverend,

right. We need a psychologist.

- A psychologist?

- We need a good one.

Lean on him until he breaks. Do your thing.

It's child abuse, Chief.

Mrs. Gray.

I'll make you some tea, okay?

Mrs. Gray.

Did you know?

The Reverend called me and told me.

But I...

I talked to my son, and...

he flew into a rage. He denied everything.

Reverend, please...

I need to see her.

We've already discussed that, Rose.

She'd rather stay at the church.

Mrs. Gray. You think it would all right if

I went, took a look at Angela's room?

- It's upstairs.

- Thank you.

It's the last door.

- What?

- It's the last door.

Hey Bruce.

This isn't right, we

need a warrant.

She gave us permission. Are you asleep?

Where's the son?

Roy? He left two years ago.

Where'd he go?

You don't know?

You're friends with the family and

you don't know where he went?

They've suffered a lot,

I wouldn't bring that up.

Mrs. Gray.

Have you heard from your grandson?

Not really. He calls sometimes

to say he's okay.

But...

Why did he leave? You think

he was running from his father?

I asked my son last night.

And what did he say?

He took my hand...

And...

we prayed.

It's not an urban legend.

The Satanists are living among us.

Like any religious group,

they worship their lord,

the Devil, and perform horrible rituals.

The question we should ask ourselves...

How can you listen to this right now.

Can I turn it off?

No, turn it off.

It's your car.

John... I knew he had problems

but molesting his daughter?

- I can't believe it.

- Why not?

Because you both go to the same church?

What if? I mean what if...

...it was a caress.

A show of affection?

His daughter exaggerated it.

She's kind of difficult.

Really?

That's not what I hear.

- Said she's a little shy.

- I saw her grow up, Bruce.

You've seen that house,

you've seen the way that they live.

On top of that,

she lost her mom.

She's had a pretty shitty life.

Maybe she just...

wanted to get away from it all.

I don't know.

Well still, I mean you really think

a seventeen year old girl is going to...

...put her dad in prison just because

she wants to change her life?

We can't rule that out.

Right?

Yeah right, can't rule it out.

The boy calls his grandmother from a bar.

Trace one of those calls damn it.

Don't call me again until you find him.

Well?

Well umm..

- His mental state appears to be normal.

- I already told you that.

Big question is, why the sudden amnesia?

No one's going to believe him.

Bruce. Mr. Raines is here.

Don't think he's after anything.

What?

If he doesn't want a lawyer, then he isn't

- trying to protect himself, right?

- I don't understand.

- Bruce!

- Yeah, I'm right here.

Say that again, professor, will ya.

I'm a bit of a dummy sometimes.

I don't think what John is doing

is a strategy,

on the contrary I think

he's trying to cooperate.

He keeps saying:
I think I did it.

But speaks like he wasn't there.

And to a certain

extent, he wasn't.

See this is a man who has spent years

trying to stop drinking.

And he does it by giving in to faith

which is an explosive combination.

Because on the one hand,

he goes too far, does awful things.

On the other hand he can't live

with the awful things he's done. So now...

...he can't find them in his head.

- He can't find them?

- He's repressed them.

The memories are behind some doors.

It's not that difficult to find a key

and free them. Provoke a regression.

Look, I'm not an expert.

But, I don't know.

- This all seems a little...

- It seems a little strange, doesn't it?

I suppose umm... I often tell my students

that the mind is a whole universe.

I read an article about this.

Regressive hypnosis has made

great progress, gentlemen.

Anyway, I hope you didn't...

...interrupt my classes,

to discuss these topics with me.

Or did you?

I've been very confused ever since.

My father ordered me

not to tell anyone.

He said, be a good girl and the Lord

will watch over you.

But I know this is wrong.

He touches me and forces me

to have sex with him.

I'm scared,

I don't know if I should.

Okay. John, again.

Concentrate

on the first sentence. Last year

my father started coming into my room.

Last year...

Remember what I said, John,

let the pendulum clear your mind.

Look through it.

This is no use.

How long are we going to keep doing this?

Just one more time.

Let yourself go.

I want you to relax every muscle

in your body.

Third sentence.

My father ordered me not to tell anyone.

He said, be a good girl

and the Lord will

watch over you.

...and the Lord will watch over you.

Yes, I said that.

I said that to her plenty of times.

But...

He touches me and forces me

to have sex with him.

Your daughter wrote this. Right?

You realize that?

It's her handwriting, John.

You yourself said, your

daughter never lies.

No, she would never lie.

She would never lie to me.

Well she must be, and

if you don't remember it...

Oh God! God please...

- Oh God help me I...

- John.

John.

Behind the pendulum...

Right behind...

Oh wait, wait-wait-wait.

I think I see something.

Okay, John. Tell us what you see.

I see... is it my house?

And I'm moving.

Jesus. Jesus it's just like I was there.

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