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That's your subconscious mind.

It works all the time,

even when you sleep.

It dreams. It never forgets anything.

Is that so?

Your conscious mind lies here.

It doesn't dream, it thinks.

Now, what we strive for

is perfect coordination between the two.

Do you understand?

No. And I don't believe I care to.

At first I wasn't sure

I wanted to be psychoanalyzed.

And now I'm positive I don't.

Now, you mustn't put a wall between us,

Miss Cooper.

To psychoanalyze you,

I must interpret your dreams.

What sort of things do you dream?

I don't dream.

- Oh, come, now. Everybody dreams.

- I don't.

I wish you'd please understand that

I'm only trying to help you find yourself.

Well, if I ever get lost, I'll call on you.

Attention, everybody. Having tied on the

shoot-off, Judge Travers and Mr. Arden...

... have decided to break the tie

by a miss-and-out event at single bird.

Pull.

- Lost bird.

- Too bad, Stephen.

You've been shooting

as if you'd been on a bender.

I feel as if I had been.

Nice shooting.

Tony, what did you do to Amanda?

What did I do?

Oh, I'm sorry. I want you to meet

Amanda's Aunt Cora. Dr. Flagg.

- How do you do?

- Amanda's furious with you.

What happened?

She wouldn't tell me.

She's a very curious case.

At first,

she was sweet and charming...

...then, for no reason at all,

she became argumentative.

You should hear

what she thinks about you.

- What?

- She thinks you're a quack.

Oh, she does?

Pull.

Very good. Very good, Your Honor.

Your shooting was superb, Your Honor.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

His Honor Judge Travers, Dr. Flagg.

- Judge Travers.

- How do you do?

Well, I beat you today, Stephen.

That makes us even-steven.

Well, just wait for the finals.

- How'd you like my exhibition, Cora?

- Pretty good, Joe, I guess.

Pretty good? It was pretty perfect.

If you could only play bridge

the way you play scat.

It's skeet, and besides,

you don't play it.

That's what I mean, Joe.

You don't play bridge either.

You're getting terrific lengths

with your drives, Dr. Flagg.

Thank you, Mr. MacPherson.

You're very, very encouraging.

It's about time, Mac.

Quack. Have you any suggestions?

Maybe you were hitting it

with your subconscious mind.

You know, the one that dreams.

Smack it once with your conscious.

It'll go when I hit it.

What happened to that theory

of coordination you were hot about?

- Doing several things at the same time.

- Oh, that.

Murph, set them up.

What's the matter, Aunt Cora?

Did you lose something?

Not that I know of. Why?

You keep looking back

all the time.

Oh, I was looking

for that Dr. Quack.

Flagg?

Is he coming, Steve?

It seems silly to keep it a secret.

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