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or to assist you in repudiating it?

He had delusions.

Most patients come because they feel

the world is too much for them.

Mr. Morlar felt

he was too much for the world.

In his case it began when a nanny he hated

died of measles.

He believed he caused it.

She was an Irish b*tch, priest ridden,

rosary raked

and in desperate need

of the consolation of the damned.

...get you hence,

the Lord will no more dwell among you.

You will wander as orphans.

But Lucifer did not triumph

for the Lord is mighty and terrible

and in his wrath

he poured his fury out like fire

tormenting the wanton,

searing the flesh of those

who dwelled in iniquity.

He led the wicked into darkness.

Night after night she filled me

with visions of the blood red hell

she longed for on earth.

Until one night, boiling with measles,

I closed my eyes and prayed to the Devil.

"Dear Lucifer,

let her burn in hellfire

as you're burning me".

Next day she took to her bed and died.

He was a writer and so his descriptions

tended to be a little lurid.

It would hardly get him arrested.

But there were others.

Unfortunately his delusions reinforced.

It was a dreary place with seedy hotels

Mother was much like the hotels.

A lot of paint covering the worst cracks

in a pretence at being better than she was.

John...

...make yourself useful...

Father sported a moustache, a blazer

and the title "Major"

acquired from a reserve regiment

when England's need was at its greatest.

But he was no match for her.

You scuff those shoes,

you'll go to school in slippers.

My God, I don't know how we came

to have such a dreamer.

He's not like any of us as far as I see,

with those fish eyes

and that stupid mouth, half open.

I wouldn't mind if he saw things.

You're too hard on him,

he's naturally introspective.

Don't try and muddle me with long words,

Henry Morlar.

He's a fool

and I know where he gets it from.

And that and hereditary facts...

Come away from there, you stupid little...

- Henry, can't you control him?

- Get your hands off that.

- Let him enjoy himself.

- Are you taking his side against me?

Should I do everything myself?

Serve the lunch, pack it away again.

Ever since I've had that child...

John, get over here, help your mother.

Had you played with the brakes?

You didn't yell, you didn't warn them?

When I saw them from that hotel window,

I knew it was...

...inevitable.

- Are you sure that isn't an excuse?

- the simplistic interpretation.

If it were the only incident...

- there were others?

- Several.

All equally inevitable.

I felt them to be.

He's carried that kind of conviction

right through his life?

Yes, that's one way to describe it.

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