:04:02
I see...
:04:05
your reflection over my shoulder.
:04:09
-
- I see...
:04:13
there's nothin' much
that I really like.
:04:15
I think I prefer
the view outside, actually.
:04:20
Michelle!
:04:23
Michelle!
:04:41
- All right, get back there.
:04:46
- Stay back.
:04:48
Get back in your car!
:04:55
Stop it.
:04:58
Michelle.
:05:03
Oh, my God.
:05:05
It was the reddest blood I ever saw,
pooled around her green dress.
:05:10
And then the red disappeared.
:05:13
Christ, Ed. It was like
a vibration of color...
:05:17
broadcast from hell.
:05:19
And then the red
started to fade away.
:05:29
Poor Capa.
You here for me to pity you?
:05:32
Hell, yes.
Doesn't take Sigmund Freud...
:05:34
to figure out that I don't care
to see the color of my patient's blood.
:05:38
I'm a little surprised
that this happened to you.
:05:40
Sure. You always thought I was
a coldhearted son-of-a-bitch.
:05:44
Not really, but there is
a kind of arrogance here.
:05:49
Do you really believe that you
are responsible for her illness?
:05:53
You were a small,
recent part of her life.
:05:56
Yeah, that's right.
That's right.
:05:58
Well, it's all too fucking
glib for me, Larry.