Color Of Night

Synopsis: Psychologist Bill Capa gives up his practise when he unintentionally pushes a patient to commit suicide. In an effort to come to terms with this tragedy he visits an old colleague, Bob Moore, who is subsequently murdered. The quest to catch the killer centres around a group of Moore's psychologically disturbed patients, however equally as important is an affair which develops between Capa and the mysterious Rose.
Director(s): Richard Rush
Production: Buena Vista
  Nominated for 1 Golden Globe. Another 2 wins & 10 nominations.
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121 min


I swear!

Goddamn it!


Oh, no!


- [Man]

So who do you think is the enemy?

- [Woman Laughing]

- No, no, give me a specific answer.

- You are the goddamn enemy, Capa.

You and this whole tower

of psychobabble.

You know what I hope?

That God gets real pissed off...

and He shrivels up your cock

so that it points straight down

to hell, where you belong!


Okay, Michelle.

Before you become His avenging angel

and swoop down to finish me off.

Now I finally get it.

You are like my ex-husband.

You think that everything's

gotta be either black or white

'cause you gone color-blind.

But God's

on my side now.

He knows I'm not like you.

Well, we're all pretty much the same,

Michelle. We all do it.

We all do what?

Tend to view our lives

as if we're looking through a keyhole.

It's a very limited view

of the truth.

So we have to

fill in the blanks.

- We invent things.

- I don't know what you mean.

You invent enemies to test

your strength against.

You invent gods to protect

you from these enemies.

What a depressing

view of life you have!

- That is such horseshit!

- Who is the enemy?

One minute you have friends.

The next moment, they've slipped away.

You leave here and I wonder,

"Who's Michelle hating this week?"

I try to remember,

and I can't.

Can't bring 'em to mind.

Do you know why?

- No. Why don't you tell me?

- Take a look in the mirror, Michelle.

Which mirror?

This mirror?

Any mirror.

Tell me what you see.

I see...


Your reflection over my shoulder.

- [Typing]

- I see...

there's nothin' much

that I really like.

I think I prefer

the view outside, actually.



[Horse Whinnying]

- [Woman Screaming]

- All right, get back there.

- Stay back.

- [Tires Squealing]

Get back in your car!

Stop it.


[Sirens Wailing]

Oh, my God.

It was the reddest blood I ever saw,

pooled around her green dress.

And then the red disappeared.

Christ, Ed. It was like

a vibration of color...

broadcast from hell.

And then the red

started to fade away.

Poor Capa.

You here for me to pity you?

Hell, yes.

Doesn't take Sigmund Freud...

to figure out that I don't care

to see the color of my patient's blood.

I'm a little surprised

that this happened to you.

Sure. You always thought I was

a coldhearted son-of-a-b*tch.

Not really, but there is

a kind of arrogance here.


Do you really believe that you

are responsible for her illness?

You were a small,

recent part of her life.

Yeah, that's right.

That's right.

Well, it's all too f***ing

glib for me, Larry.

I cannot dispose of

this woman that easily.

Well, you always

were a romantic.

- Are you involved with anyone else?

- No.

But I'm still a romantic.

I just don't have anybody

to be romantic with.

They all want to f*** me

or marry me.

- None of 'em want to love me.

- Maybe you don't want to be loved.

- [Laughing]

- You had a happy marriage once.

She loved me to death.

- And then she ran off and

loved somebody else to death.

- Of course...

there's something

else here.

To deny red

is to deny emotion.

- Oh, yeah.

- As you know,

that can be very dangerous.

Yes, yes, I know.

Very dangerous.


I know...

that I've got

something broken.

- And I know that it's gonna

take some time to get it fixed.

- You're a pretty good therapist.

How long does it take

a man like you to forgive himself?

I'll see you when

I get back from Los Angeles.

Don't run away because

of one treatment failure.

I'm not running away, Larry.

It's just a little trip to Los Angeles.

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