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Tell me.
I think it's the flu.
Does your throat hurt?
A little.
Lower your trousers
and lie down, please.
What?
Lower your trousers and lie down.
Okay.
That's good enough.
Raise your knees a bit.
You're not shy, are you!
Your lymph glands are a bit swollen.
Fine, thank you.
What do you want at this hour?
Sorry. This won't take long.
Ten minutes, and that's all!
Listen...
some kind of hypnosis, do you?
Huh?
You know, someone looks
at a flashing light...
then does whatever
someone else tells them?
"Hypnotic suggestion."
Is it possible?
What do you think?
You're the only one I dare ask.
Well?
Got some new evidence?
Just an idea.
Hypnotism itself is
a very common technique.
But even if you manage
to hypnotize someone...
you can't change
A person who thinks murder is evil
won't kill anyone...
under hypnotic suggestion.
Could you induce someone to cut
in that "X" pattern?
a suggestion like that into place.
It's impossible?
I didn't say that...
if the hypnotist was a genius.
But why would someone do that?
I don't know.
A thrill killing?
Some thrill that'd be!
You said yourself that no one knows
what motivates a criminal.
Mr. Oida, do you know where the stuff
for the Ward Office is?
The right-hand shelf.
Yeah, here it is.
Like I said.
Be right back.
Come in.
Sorry I'm late.
That's all right.
Did something happen?
I got lost.
Lost?
Yes.
Did you come another way?
I don't know. Suddenly I just
didn't know where I was.
How did you get here, then?
I don't know.
Suddenly I was in front
of the hospital.
Well, it all worked out
for the best.
You got here.
Yes.
That book...
It's Bluebeard.
Do you remember it?
No, I've never seen it before.
There's nothing physically wrong.
Just a sprained ankle.
Nothing to worry about.
So how's your memory?
Tomorrow we'll move you to a hospital
with a proper psychiatric department.
Sure.
How far back do you remember?
Any worries?
Worries? About what?
You're quite calm.
You're the one with worries.
Sorry?
May I smoke?
There's no smoking here.
I see.
What do you mean, I have worries?
Uh, what?
I forget.
Water.
Doctor, can I tell you something?
Certainly.
All the things that
used to be inside me...
now they're all outside.
So...
I can see all of the things
inside you, Doctor.
But the inside of me...
is empty.
Don't look at me.
Now you tell me about yourself.
About me? What about me?
Why you became a doctor.
Why?
You're just a woman.
Why did you become a doctor?
Just a woman?
That's what people said, isn't it?
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