Trance Page #2

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...and that you will see

the ball cross the green

and disappear

into the hole.

Um, okay, um, my name is not Simon Newton.

My name is David Maxwell.

Uh, I cannot find my car keys.

Please stop doing that. Stop hitting it.

Say your name.

Okay.

My name is David Maxwell.

Yeah, set.

Seriously,

what if I say too much?

We wake you up.

Mr. Maxwell?

Mr. Maxwell?

- Mr. Maxwell?

- That's me. I'm sorry.

Something the matter?

Of course not.

I'm Elizabeth Lamb.

I'm... Mr. Maxwell.

Please.

Okay.

You've

come to find your car keys?

Yep.

They're just in here.

I wish.

Hang up your coat.

Have a seat.

Have you ever been

hypnotized before?

No. Um...

No. No, at least not

that I can remember.

I suppose you've

spent some time

trying to remember where

you put these keys?

I've tried everything. I just keep

coming up against a brick wall.

Of course. So...

...I don't want you

to do the work today.

I want you... to sit back.

And I want you

to close your eyes.

We're starting, right.

I want you to think

about someone else.

Someone who could

do it for you.

Another man.

Like you but not you.

I want you to focus on him.

Let him take over.

Is he there?

Yes.

Is he under already?

Do you wanna

give him a name?

Simon.

Simon Newton.

Get him out of there.

No, no.

Right, Simon.

Welcome to the session.

Thanks. It's really

nice to be here.

Now I want you

to relax, Simon.

I like your voice.

And now your mind

is starting to think.

So think about those keys. And you

now can feel them in your hand.

The shape. The metal.

And you can see the color.

Blue.

They are on a blue key-ring.

And your mind

starts to think about

the last time

you remember them.

I'm trying to walk...

...and they're in my pocket.

And I want you to

picture them in your pocket...

...exactly as they were

before you lifted them out...

...and you

placed them somewhere.

A safe place...

...that, when

the time is right,

you will be able to reach for

them and they will be there.

Where did you say they were?

In the wardrobe.

What's in

the wardrobe, Simon?

The...

I'm sorry about that.

Was I hypnotized?

No, you were just

finding your car keys.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let me f***ing

get in through there.

Really sorry. I kept thinking about the painting.

She just kept saying "keys".

Well, that's it, then,

it can't be done.

She got his name

in 30 seconds.

And she found

the car keys.

Whatever is in his head,

she can find.

What am I supposed to say,

that I lost my keys again?

You're the clever boy.

You got us into this

so now you think of

something to get us out.

And you make it work.

Hey!

F***ing pedestrians!

Hey!

St. Pancras please.

You must think

I'm stalking you.

No, I just think you've put

yourself under a lot of pressure.

To be honest, I'm not

here to look for my keys.

I found them,

thank you.

I'm looking for

something a bit more...

...personal. And...

...I can't tell

you what it is.

It's not porn.

I promise.

And I just really

need to find this thing.

Hypnosis

is the perfect tool.

I don't need to know

what it is.

So I 'd

like you to close your eyes

and imagine

you're in an elevator.

A wide elevator with velvet

walls and thick carpets.

And as the doors close...

...your eyelids

become heavier.

And as your

eyes become heavier

and the elevator

begins to go down...

...you realize that this is

the elevator of relaxation.

And now you're on the

third floor going down...

...and you could get out

but you want to go on...

...deeper.

Deeper.

Deeper into relaxation.

And you feel that perhaps

you'll never want to get out.

It's so safe here.

So comfortable.

So relaxed.

I don't wanna talk

to Simon anymore.

I wanna talk to the men who are listening.

The men who hurt him.

Oh, f***.

You feel safe?

- Safe?

- Yes.

I don't think

you'll hurt me.

You're right.

Absolutely.

It would be irrational.

And yet we are

like that, aren't we?

All of us sometimes stupid.

Irrational.

It's fear, I think.

Fear of the unknown.

There are four of us

but we are frightened of you.

You don't need to be.

I'm so glad to hear that.

Simon is an unusual subject.

He floats in and out

of trance very easily.

But...

...he's got

a lot on his mind.

Fear. Resentment. Anger.

Why do you think

he did it?

Greed, most likely.

Does he strike you

as greedy?

Everyone is--

sooner or later.

Simon wanted the painting,

that's it.

For himself?

Well, it's not like

he did it for someone else.

Quite sure of that,

are you?

Please don't.

So, can you do it?

Hypnotherapy will work.

But?

Only if it's a partnership.

Very well.

The finder's fee is 3%.

It's not enough.

See what I mean?

It's not about the money. I have to

have equal status in the group...

...otherwise Simon

won't respect me.

If you wanna

make progress...

...you really

have to move beyond

getting one over

on people, Franck.

Hypnotherapy

is a means of altering

unwanted or

dysfunctional behavior.

The unwanted behavior

in Simon's case is forgetting.

You mean

he's doing it deliberately?

Not in the sense

that you mean, Dominic.

We keep secrets from

lots of people,

but most of all we keep

them from ourselves.

And we call that forgetting.

Now, Simon...

...I'd like you

to close your eyes.

Okay, okay.

I'd like you to think

about being at home.

Home is a place

where you feel secure.

In control.

You are feeling

refreshed and positive.

And when the doorbell rings...

...you feel

a rush of enthusiasm.

Hello? Parcel for

Simon Newton, please.

Er... coming.

Hey, Mr. Postman.

Thank you very much.

You are excited...

...but you stay calm...

...because you know that

this is no ordinary package.

Inside this package...

...is the memory that

you have been waiting for.

And you know that

when you open it up

you will find what

you did that day...

...what you did with the painting.

And now...

...taking your time...

...you open it.

Now you're not

going to rush...

...because it's a big step

even to have got this far.

Slowly...

...so as not to

upset the contents...

...you open it.

Franck. May I?

Yeah.

Are you okay?

Fine.

How did you meet them?

Riz...

...I used to buy

drugs from Riz.

That was it really. Well, the

thing is, I needed money.

What for?

Gambling debt.

I was--I am...

...addicted...

...to gambling.

I was really

good at it, you know.

I wasn't quite

good enough, though.

And not really good enough

isn't really good at all.

Not at that level.

I tried to give it up. I tried

everything I could to kick it.

I should have tried hypnotism.

You should.

Maybe next time?

Anyway, I did what

all bad gamblers do...

...I borrowed more and played for

higher and higher stakes hoping...

...that my luck would change.

And when

that didn't happen...

...I panicked.

To various people...

...in various ways I am in

for money I don't have.

Never will.

This painting came in.

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