Cure Page #2

No.

I see.

Did you hate your wife?

Things weren't going well

between you, were they?

No, that's not true.

Then isn't it strange?

What is it, Mr. Hanaoka?

I remember everything.

I killed Tomoko.

At the time it just seemed...

the natural thing to do.

- Was there a quarrel?

- No.

It's weird. You murdered

your wife for no reason?

That's right.

There was no reason.

But I killed her!

I killed Tomoko!

Mr. Hanaoka, crying won't help.

I'm going to keep on asking you

until you tell me.

- I'm sure this is hard for you--

- That's enough, Takabe.

- No.

- That's enough.

Take him.

He's not lying.

He remembers everything.

Chances are he's completely sane.

Hey! Stop that!

Would a person cut someone up like that

because the devil made them do it?

What if they all had some similar

trauma in their childhoods?

It lies suppressed for years,

then they explode.

Could that happen?

Since when did you become a shrink?

I've been reading up.

You know, my wife...

Don't laugh. Beginners' books.

Don't believe everything you read.

Well, it's in a book.

No one can understand

what motivates a criminal...

sometimes not even the criminal.

No one understands.

You're getting in too deep.

No. All I want is to find words

that will explain the crimes.

That's my job.

Yeah, I guess so.

How is your wife, by the way?

She's going to the hospital

you recommended.

She's a lot better.

Yeah?

At least, it seems that way.

I don't know if she really is.

Thank you very much.

That's all right.

- I might have to come again.

- You might?

Could you contact this officer

if someone else moves in?

- All right.

- Give him your number.

Hey, you!

What are you doing up there?

You'll get hurt! Come down!

I'm coming up!

Damn fool!

Name, address

and particulars unknown.

He appears to be in his late 20s.

Yes, I know that.

All right, thank you.

Well, the station is looking

for information on you...

but if you yourself don't know...

The computer has nothing either.

Don't worry.

Tomorrow we'll get you to a hospital.

Have some tea.

Is this your place?

No, it's a police box.

You're a cop?

Yes.

Why am I talking to you?

I want to ask you some questions.

About me?

Do you remember standing on that roof?

What about coming

to this police box with me?

Is this a police box?

Yes.

Who are you?

Oh, boy!

Okay, enough.

May I smoke?

Sure.

You can't smoke here!

That's okay.

Here.

I'm on duty.

Oh.

Here.

Oh, thanks.

I'll go do my rounds.

It must be hard work.

Sometimes.

I'm sleepy.

I'm gonna sleep a bit.

Okay.

Mr. Oida.

Look at this.

You hear me, don't you?

Yes.

You know what I'd like?

I'd like to hear about you.

Huh?

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