:02:05
Miss Carmichael please,
Dr. Petersen is ready for you.
:02:09
Sorry I have to go, had a perfect
hand, would've beaten all of you.
:02:13
- Harry will take you Miss Carmichael.
- Thank you.
:02:15
Watch her carefully,
don't take your eyes off her.
:02:26
- How are you today, Harry?
- Fine.
:02:28
- You look a little bilious.
- It's the light.
:02:31
- I worry about you, dear.
- I'll be all right.
:02:34
Must we dash into
Dr. Petersen's office?
:02:37
Can't we go sit somewhere
in private...
:02:39
... and talk, just you and I?
- I'd love it, if I had time.
:02:43
Would you?
:02:53
Come in.
:02:58
You ruined a very interesting
card game, Dr. Petersen.
:03:02
- You may go now, Harry.
- I'll be outside.
:03:07
- I hope you feel better today, Mary.
- Well, I don't.
:03:10
- You will.
- This whole thing is ridiculous.
:03:13
- What whole thing, Mary?
- Psychoanalysis, it's so boring...
:03:18
... lying there on the couch,
like some dreary nitwit, telling all.
:03:21
You can't expect to get anywhere...
:03:23
... listening to me babble about my
idiotic childhood. Really?
:03:28
My patients always regard me
as a nuisance during our first talks.
:03:31
I see, it's my subconscious
putting up a fight.
:03:35
- It doesn't want me cured.
- Exactly...
:03:37
... it wants to continue
enjoying your disease.
:03:40
Our job is to
make you understand why.
:03:43
When you know why
you do something...
:03:45
... and when you first
started doing it...
:03:47
... then you can start curing yourself.
- You mean I've been telling you lies.
:03:50
The usual proportion.
:03:52
You're right.
I've been lying like mad...
:03:56
... I hate men, I loathe them.
:03:58
If one so much as touches me
I want to sink my teeth...