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A child is born into a world of phenomena,
all equal in their power to enslave.
:25:15
lt sniffs, it sucks, it strokes its eyes
over the whole, uncountable range.
:25:20
Suddenly, one strikes.
:25:22
Then another. Then another.
:25:24
Why?
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Moments snap together,
/ike magnets forging a chain of shack/es.
:25:29
Why?
:25:30
/ can trace them.
/ can, with time, pu// them apart again.
:25:33
But why, at the start,
they were ever magnetized at a//...
:25:36
why those particu/ar moments of experience
and no others...
:25:39
l do not know, and nor does anybody else!
:25:45
lf l don't know...
:25:48
if l can never know...
:25:49
what am l doing here?
:25:52
/ don't mean c/inica//y or socia//y doing,
but fundamenta//y.
:25:57
These whys, these questions,
are fundamental.
:26:02
Yet they have no place in a consulting room.
:26:06
So then, do l?
:26:08
Do any of us?
:26:12
This is the feeling, more and more.
:26:17
Displacement.
:26:19
Relentless...
:26:22
displacement.
:26:24
''Account for me''...
:26:27
says staring Equus.
:26:30
''First, account for me!''
:26:36
Dr. Dysart!
:26:38
There's a terrible scene with the Strang boy
in the Violence Room.
:26:42
His mother brought him chocolates.
He threw them at her, hard!
:26:46
Don't you dare!
:26:48
Don't you dare.
Don't you look at me like that.
:26:51
l'm not a doctor who'll take anything.
Don't you give me that stare, young man.
:26:55
Mrs. Strang.
:26:56
-l know your stares, they don't work on me--
-Leave here at once!