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Hello?

Yes.

Yes.

No, before you continue,
I no longer see patients.

Yes, it must be
a very special case, but...

No, no.
It is not a financial matter.

Yes, I understand.
Listen, it's not about the money.

Dr. Van Rocie?

Yes, he was my professor,
many years ago.

What is the patient's name?

What number should I call?

All right.

We'll be in touch.

SEARCH
DOCTOR ALESANDER VAN ROCIE

Good evening,
I'm looking for Dr. Van Rocie.

It's about a patient of his named,
Verónica de la Serna,

who was referred to me.

Please call me at the number
on your caller ID. Thank you.

Good evening. You must be Verónica.

Welcome.

Oh, excuse me,
but I have a condition in my eyes.

It hurts with sudden bright light.

Well, I guess you're tired
because of the trip.

We'll start tomorrow.

If you're hungry,
I can make you some dinner.

Did you eat anything?

Please, make yourself comfortable.

- You don't like the couch?
- How much?

Excuse me?

You're obviously
a well-prepared psychologist.

They must have offered
a lot of money for you to see me.

Does it bother you
that I'm being paid to treat you?

You make a living by asking questions
but you can't answer a simple one.

How much?

Ten times more
than what I normally charge.

So honest.

I think that's the best way
to start any kind of relationship.

After all...

I don't know you...

and you don't know me.

We do know each other.

You're a narcissistic psychologist

who thinks you're so healthy
that you can heal others

of their unfortunate diseases.

And I'm a patient
who desperately needs your help.

So, you admit you need help.

You tell me.

You saw my medical records.

No, unfortunately, I didn't.

The doctor who treated you
hasn't answered my calls.

Why don't we start from the beginning?

Okay.

Why did you study psychology?

Normally, I'm the one who
asks the questions.

Does it bother you that I ask questions?

No.

I just don't work like that.

And how do you work?

I try to create empathy with the patient
through a series of basic questions.

Like what?

- What are your hobbies?
- Hobbies?

I haven't heard that word
since elementary school.

What do you want me to say?

Chasing ants, picking my nose.

Playing doctor.

What would you like to do for a living?

I don't know.

I haven't decided
between being an astronaut or a juggler.

What is your favorite subject?

Are you sure these diplomas are yours?

Because it looks like
you're new at this.

How often do you masturbate?

May I?

Do you think this is a game?

Our lives are a game.

We're nothing but pawns
who are being manipulated.

By whom do you feel manipulated?

We are all manipulated by our own minds.

Not just me.

Do you think your mind
manipulates you as an external being?

What's so funny?

Psychologists believe any bullshit

just so they can categorize people.

Let's make a deal.

Answer one last question to yourself,
as if I weren't here.

I'll light your cigarette,
and we'll be done for today.

Okay.

It seems fair.

But think carefully about the question.

What did you dream about last night?

That is a good question.

I dream the same thing every night.

I'm eight or nine years old.

I'm running through the woods.

There's a hunter.

I don't see him, but I know he's there.

I hear a shot.

I hear the groan of an animal
and I run towards it.

It is a loud groan.

I can see it's a deer.

It's in pain.

I try not to look,
but I can't look away.

I must look at it. I like it.

The flowers are stained
with the blood coming out of its neck.

The hunter comes closer.

I don't recognize him.

He's like a version
of someone I once knew.

I try to protect the deer,

but the hunter pushes me aside

and puts a chain around the deer's neck.

That's when I wake up.

But I don't wake up in fear.

Nor do I wake up sad.

I wake up aroused.

Wanting to masturbate.

Patient Verónica de la Serna,
25 years old,

referred from unfinished therapy
by Dr. Alesander Van Rocie,

from whom I've not yet been able
to obtain her medical records.

The patient seems
to be somewhat resistant to therapy.

Her answers are evasive in general.

Nevertheless, she is quick to react.
Intelligent.

The subject has recurring dreams
that could, or not,

be caused by one or more
traumatic events in her childhood.

This relationship with death

activates a dysfunction
in sexual excitement...

What are we having for dinner?

You can't come in my office
without knocking.

You must ask my permission
to go in any room

that's not a common area.

Just the same,

I'll never go in your room
without your consent.

When I pointed the flashlight at you
it didn't seem to bother you too much.

It needs to be a stronger light source.

Don't you like mushrooms?

Did you know that many years ago
there were Asian physicists

who believed these mushrooms
were such a great source of energy,

that they could stop aging?

FRANCINE RIVERS
THE LAST SIN EATER

Today, I want to start
the session in a different way.

Are you going to show me cards
with black butterflies?

Something like that.

I'm going to say a list of words,

and I want you to say
the first thing that comes to mind.

But for it to work,
we can't make eye contact.

Light.

Sun.

Darkness.

Moon.

Family.

The first thing you think about.
No exception.

- Religion.
- Church.

- Friendship.
- Distrust.

- Mountain.
- Cabin.

Forest.

Green.

Family.

Sex.

Satisfaction.

- Sin.
- Pleasure.

- Pain.
- Pleasure.

Desire.

Forbidden.

Caress.

Mom.

- Nude.
- Pain.

- Masturbation.
- Guilt.

- Guilt.
- Family.

Remember your childhood.

What image comes to mind
when you think of your family?

Aren't psychologists supposed
to ask questions

that make the patient
think about here and now?

You know a lot about psychology.

You're not my first therapist.

Do you mind talking about your past?

No, but there's not much to talk about.

Let's forget about here and now
for a moment.

What's the first thing
you remember about your mom?

We would go to a cabin
when I was a child.

Was the cabin in the woods?

It was close.

Did you ever go hunting with your mom?

Never.

What's in the shed?

Don't get distracted.

When was the last time
you went to the cabin in the woods?

- I was about eight or nine years old.
- Why did you stop going?

I don't know.

And your dad, where was he?

I never met him.

He left the house
when I was very young.

And how does that make you feel?

It doesn't make me feel anything.

He simply was not part of my life.

Did your mother remarry?

When was the last time you saw her?

I don't remember.

What is the last memory
you have of her?

The trips to the cabin.

There's something you're not telling me.

We all hide things.

Even from ourselves.

Good afternoon.
I'm looking for Dr. Van Rocie.

It's about the patient
Verónica de la Serna.

It is important that he calls me
as soon as possible. Thank you.

What are you doing?

I just wanted to see what's inside.

Let's see.

Come on. It can get infected.

I told you to ask my permission.

There's not much to do around here.

When you need something, just ask.
It doesn't matter if I'm busy.

When was the last session
you had with Dr. Van Rocie?

About a month ago. Why?

There is nothing
that might interest you in the shed.

If you can't open the door
of a simple shed,

how do you expect me
to reveal all my secrets?

What kind of relationship is this?

A therapist-patient relationship.

And nothing more?

Ready.

I told you there was nothing here
that might interest you.

You grow mushrooms.

And you ask what my hobbies are?

This is the most bizarre hobby
I've ever seen.

Growing shiitake mushrooms
is a discipline.

It requires a lot of patience
and dedication.

The trunk,
where the mushroom buds are planted

must be dead, so they can flourish.

It's as if life comes
from something dead.

And why don't you grow them outside?

- Because they don't like the light.
- We are not as different as I thought.

- What do you mean?
- I like the darkness.

Let's get some.

- What are you doing?
- Now, I ask the questions.

Just some basic questions.

- Okay. What do you want to know?
- What are your hobbies?

I like growing mushrooms.
You already know that.

What is your favorite subject?

Are those the questions
you want to ask me?

How often do you masturbate?

Who do you dream about at night?

- Verónica...
- About me?

What happened, doctor?

I thought that
in a therapist-patient relationship

the doctor should not be
led by emotions.

Let's go eat and then
we can come down to talk, okay?

- Come on.
- I don't see a ring on your finger.

Excuse me?

I don't see a ring on your finger.
Nor a sign that there ever was one.

- You never got married?
- No, I never got married.

Let's have dinner
and then we can talk seriously.

Seriously, why did you
never get married?

You are a successful psychologist,
intelligent, beautiful.

Does it bother you
that I say you're pretty?

There's nothing wrong about that.

Some women don't like to be attractive.

When was the last time you had sex...

with a man?

The first time I had oral sex
with another woman,

I came immediately.

That pleasure...

was completely different
from being penetrated by a man.

There's nothing more intimate
in this world

than being sexually stimulated
by another woman.

Skin against skin.

I think your dinner is ready.

Patient Verónica de la Serna.

The second therapy session
had interesting preliminary results.

An early conclusion might indicate

that the patient was a victim
of some traumatic event

that caused a possible type
of dissociative amnesia,

which has allowed her to block
those events from her memory.

The amnesia seems
to be quite considerable, so...

it may be necessary
to use a different method

to get access to those memories.

I want you to be led
by the sound of the metronome.

You can feel your body

lying on the couch,

and your breathing helps you
fall in a deep sleep.

Feel how every muscle in your body...

relaxes completely...

starting from your feet.

This feeling goes up to your legs...

your genitals...

the abdomen...

your chest.

Your arms feel light.

Your hands.

Finally, it gets to your neck...

and your head.

Relaxing your body

helps you fall into
a deep state of sleep.

I will count backwards from ten

and when I get to zero,

you will be completely asleep.

Ten...

nine... eight...

seven... six...

five... four...

three... two...

one... zero!

Let's concentrate on the word "family."

Where are you, Verónica?

In the woods.

In the cabin where I used to go
with my mother.

Pay attention to the surroundings
of the location,

to the images,

to the sounds.

What can you see?

Trees.

Flowers.

- I can hear the wind.
- Where is the cabin?

It's behind me.

Far away.

Is your mother with you?

Yes. She's picking some flowers.

She calls me.

While you're with your mom,
watch her.

How is she dressed?

Is she wearing any accessories?

Her scent.

Allow yourself to go somewhere else.

To another location.

What can you see now?

There is a bridge.

What's on the other side?

I don't know.

Maybe your unconscious
is protecting you from something.

It's a warehouse.

What's there?

I don't know. I don't want to go inside.

Why don't you want to go in?

Because I'm scared.

You are doing very well, Verónica.

My voice will be with you
every step you take.

First, let's go to the door frame.

Take one more step.

Now, one more step
and we're inside the warehouse.

What do you see?

Verónica, what's inside the warehouse?

Verónica, what's inside the warehouse?

I don't want to.

Do you know I love you very much?

Let's play the game I like.

I don't want to.

But she forces me.

Verónica, listen to my voice.

My voice will help you
leave this experience.

I will count backwards

and when I get to zero,
you will be wide awake.

Ten, nine...

eight, seven...

six, five...

four, three...

two, one...

- You know I love you.
- Zero.

Good evening. I've been trying
to talk to Dr. Van Rocie.

No, no. It is not for an appointment.
It's a professional matter.

I'm seeing one of his patients
and I need...

How can they not find him?

Is he on vacation?

He's missing?

Since when?

Do you have honey?

You told me to ask you
if I needed anything.

Did you know that wasps
can produce honey, too?

Wasps' nests
are formed by swarms.

Same as the bees.

The difference is that bees
have only one queen,

while the wasps have several.

Bees are very organized.

In contrast,
wasps are a bit chaotic.

But the chaos produces
a much richer honey.

They're called melifera.

That sounds kind of evil, doesn't it?
But it has nothing to do with it.

- Melifera means...
- They produce honey.

Yes.

Did you know
that can be toxic to humans?

It's a less sweet honey,

but I think it can be counterproductive.

Because you never get tired
of eating it.

You're always left wanting more.

Patient Verónica de la Serna.

The hypnotic induction
yielded strong results.

It is evident that the patient
was a victim of sexual abuse

by her mother, from a very early age.

No one knows
when the first episode occurred.

Surely, the abuse happened
in a recurring basis.

This would explain
the dissociative... amnesia.

The patient probably developed
a dissociative disorder

with traces of sadism.

I may have to give her some medication.

You like reading a lot, don't you?

I hardly read.

But I really like horror novels.

Stephen King series.
Those are my favorites.

Oh, this one looks interesting.

The Last Sin Eater.

What did you say?

The Last Sin Eater,

- by Francine Rivers. Is it good?
- Where's the bookmarker?

What bookmarker?

That book was in my room, on top
of the dresser, and had a bookmark.

- Where is it?
- I don't know what you're talking about.

You saw me. I just took it from here.

I'm getting fed up.

Did you get it last night?

I don't know what you're talking about.
I never went into your room.

Verónica, this isn't working.

- What?
- Yes.

After what happened yesterday,

I think it's best I refer you
to another therapist.

The hypnotherapy was your idea.

Plus, I never made so much progress
with another therapist.

- You know that's not what I mean!
- Then what do you mean?

Do you always do this
with your therapists?

- What?
- What happened to your last therapist?

What do you mean, what happened?

Dr. Van Rocie.
Why did he disappear?

- He disappeared? I had no idea.
- Stop lying!

I'm not lying.

So, it's a coincidence that
your last therapist disappeared

right when he stopped treating you?

Why did he stop seeing you?

- I don't know.
- What happened?

- It wasn't working.
- Why?

- Because he treated me like a child.
- Isn't that what you like?

You're hurting me!

What then?

You weren't pleased with him and decided
to take matters into your own hands.

Are you saying I had something
to do with his disappearance?

I don't know. You tell me.

Maybe you forgot.

If you've ever
really forgotten anything.

You're going crazy.

I think it's time for you to go.

I didn't plan on staying anyway.

You're crazier than me.
You and your freaky mushrooms.

What is the meaning of psychoanalysis?

How can we help a patient
solve their problems

when we can't solve our own?

The mushrooms are sown,
they adhere to the bark of the tree,

develop, grow, and are harvested.

It is easy to identify a problem
in an orderly process.

But how do we do that in chaos?

The Egyptians thought
that intelligence was in the heart.

Then Plato speculated that the brain
was the rational part of the soul,

but Aristotle ended by saying

that the heart is the center
of intelligence,

and the brain is used
only to cool the blood.

Breuer himself could not accept that

when one of his patients
fell in love with him

and had to completely stop
her treatment.

Years later, Freud took back
what Breuer had not recognized openly:

that behind every hysterical neurosis
there is a sexual desire.

According to Freud,
libido is a living entity.

It's pleasure that drives us to live.

But it was Freud himself
who also said that, under all this,

we have an unconscious need of dying.

A professor in college told us
that when she was a child,

her grandfather had died
in a car accident.

The grandma,
who totally depended on him,

was unable to deal with the trauma

and unconsciously began
to put on her husband's clothes,

to talk like him,

to act like him.

Even at night,
she slept on his side of the bed.

When she was buried years later,

they had to dress her up
with the grandfather's clothes

because she specified that
in her will.

So...

she knew what she was doing.

And she did it anyway.

Do you know Plato's
Allegory of the Cave?

Plato described a cave

in which there was a group of men.

Prisoners were held by chains
attached to their necks and legs.

In such a way
that the only thing they could see

was a wall in front of them.

Right behind these prisoners,
there is a wall with a hallway

and a bonfire, with the exit
to the cave and the outside.

Down the hallway, men circulate

carrying objects whose shadows
are projected on the wall,

in front of the prisoners.

These shadows
are the only thing they can see.

For them, the shadows...

are their only truth.

Their only reality.

But what would happen
if one of the prisoners were released

and, by being outside the cave,
appreciated the world as a whole?

First, the sun would burn his eyes.

- This can't be. You're...
- But after getting used to it,

he would realize that everything
he had seen until then

was just a shadow,
a reflection of reality.

The allegory ends

when the prisoner
decides to return to the cave

to free his former companions.

But they make fun of him,
as if he were crazy.

Plato says that they
would even be able to kill

in order to continue living this lie...

- in this world of shadows.
- What did you do with Dr. Van Rocie?

You don't understand.

You're just one of those prisoners
who would be able to kill

as long as you keep living a lie.

- Where is the doctor...?
- What Dr. Van Rocie?

Van Rocie.
The famous Dr. Van Rocie.

What's your name?

Your name.
What's your name?

Do you like anagrams?

A therapist of your stature
should be smart enough.

So, you should be able
to decipher an anagram.

An anagram of your name.

What are you saying?

What's your name?

My name?

What's your name?

My name...

What's your name?

I need my glasses.

Tell me your name! Your name!
You can't bury the truth!

Your name is Verónica de la Serna!

Your mom's name was Sofía de la Serna!
She abused you when you were a girl!

Since then, you feel excited
every time you see chains in your dream.

And everything happened here...

in this very place.

There is no mirror in the house.
Isn't that strange?

But the world does not cease to exist
just because you close your eyes.

You do not exist.

Don't you like mushrooms?

No, you don't exist.

You're a figment of my imagination.

You're like the version of someone...

that I once knew.

You are Verónica de la Serna.

Born on September 18, 1987.

You are 25 years old.

Hello?

Yes.

Yes.

No, before you continue,
I no longer see patients.

Yes, it must be
a very special case, but...

No, no.
It is not a financial matter.

Yes, I understand.
Listen, it's not about the money.

Dr. Van Rocie?

Yes, he was my professor,
many years ago.

What is the patient's name?

What number should I call?

Very well. We'll be in touch.