Final Analysis Page #4

Why are you standing there?

Do it.

I don't want to.

You heard me.

I know you heard me.

Now do it.

Slower.

Let's talk about you and Heather.

Why? Because she's more interesting?

How do you mean "interesting"?

I had the dream again.

I'm arranging flowers

on a table as a centerpiece.

I decorate the flowerpot

with fancy paper.

The paper feels like velvet.

I have three kinds of flowers.

Lilies, carnations...

- And the third kind?

- Violence.

Violence?

I didn't say violence! I said violates!

I said violets.

Violets.

They're just flowers.

I once did floral arranging.

Does everything have to be about sex?

Why don't we talk a little about...

...the fancy paper?

"It feels like velvet. "

You'd say it symbolizes pubic hair.

I knew you'd say something disgusting!

You said it.

So what do we do?

Just keep doing this. It's good.

You wanna know how the dream ends?

Everything...

...everything goes up in flames.

The flowers...

...the table...

...just one great big fireball.

Then I wake up.

I've been treating this attractive,

seductive young woman.

She's got an older sister

who happens to be married.

We've met a few times

to discuss family history.

Then we...

You didn't sleep with her?

I went through the AMA's

Principles of Ethics.

Even the special annotations

for psychiatry said nothing about it.

It's a clich, a shrink with a weakness

for an unhappy woman.

I didn't say that.

You didn't have to.

"She chooses he who must choose her. "

Now you're gonna tell me

you have feelings for her.

Honestly, I can't stop

thinking about her.

You know as well as I do,

romantic love is a projection.

You're not seeing this woman.

It's a vision of her.

You're delusional.

I'm not.

Yes, it is delusional.

There is no human being,

no woman is so beautiful...

...so special that all

of your normal thought patterns get...

Can I help you?

The receptionist said I'd find you here.

This is Alan Lowenthal, my colleague.

And my conscience.

Pleased to meet you.

- Have a seat.

- No, I didn't mean to interrupt you.

No problem.

You were saying?

That I'm late for my rounds?

Nice to meet you.

So you cure any crazies today, or what?

No, but I did receive this

lovely set of original drawings...

...created by a personal friend

of the president of Bantar.

That's the planet.

There is a theme here. It seems that

Satan and I have much in common...

...and that I must die.

How sweet.

I didn't want you to leave last night.

I know.

I'm sorry.

He doesn't mean anything to me.

I'll find a way out of it.

I've wanted to for a long time.

Now I have a reason.

Check out a guy for me.

Through the DA's office, maybe.

"A guy"?

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