All language subtitles for The.Patient.S01E02

(insects chirring)

(vehicle approaching,
music playing)

♪♪ Drivin' circles
around this town ♪♪

♪♪ So many times
I thought about leavin' ♪♪

♪♪ Got my ass kicked
tryin' to com... ♪♪

(metallic creak)

Good luck not eating this.

Pork buns

from Qian's.

(sighs)

(Alan sighs)

What, are you giving me
the silent treatment?

Doesn't seem very sophisticated
for a therapist.

I'm not your therapist anymore.
I'm your prisoner.

I understand why
you would think that, but...

...you have to...

Don't worry.
It's not a head or anything.

Oh, that's a relief.

You ever heard
of the John Doe Killer?

I think so.

The whole idea was
to make it look like robberies.

So the police didn't get one
of those task forces going.

So, you know, I took...
I took all this.

And...

next think I know, they're
calling me the John Doe Killer

'cause sometimes
it took 'em a few days

to figure out
who these people were

without their IDs and stuff.

And... now I'm kind of stuck
with it.

You believe me now?

You don't think I believed you?

I get why it's easier
for you to think

that maybe
I'm not telling the truth.

I believed you.

Would you like a watch?

No, thanks.

Keep track of time for yourself.

I mean, they still work.

Most of 'em.

♪♪ ♪♪

♪♪ ♪♪

BETH:
It's hard at first for everyone,

but especially someone like you.

Someone like me?

So in your head.

That's where everything takes
place, including meditation.

Like I said,
it's hard for someone like you.

(mutters mockingly)

(laughs)

(door opens)

I'll be home by 5:00.

(metallic creak)

(chains dragging on floor)

(truck engine starts)

(sighs)

(groans softly)

(soft clicking)

(softly):
Oh, come on.

(grunts)

(rattling)

Shit.

(groans)

-(grunts)
-(rattling)

Oh, fuck.

(groans)

(grunting)

(groans)

(sighs)

Ah.

Okay.

(panting)

(rattling upstairs)

(scraping and thudding upstairs)

Thai food tonight.

I got us Kaeng tai pla.

This place makes their own sauce
using fermented fish entrails,

which I know sounds gross,
but it gives it a lot of flavor.

And then, Khanom moa gang.
They use

taro and duck eggs.
That's dessert.

You usually can't find it
this way.

(grunting)

I don't think you can open that
with a plastic fork.

After I do it,

I'm... just...

I bet most people couldn't...

feel like that.

It's not a normal feeling.

It's more like... dead.

I need to get better.

Isn't that what you...
enjoy doing?

Isn't healing people?

I brought you here
so we could work together.

I know you hate it, but...

if you're not going
to be a part of the process,

where is that gonna leave us?

♪♪ ♪♪

(chains jingling)

(chains jingling)

Successful therapy requires
a safe environment.

The patient and the therapist
have to be able

to dig into...
complicated emotional territory

without anything like fear

hanging over every session.

I don't know
what to do about that.

At least I want you...

to make me a promise that while
we are in therapy together,

that you will not commit
any acts of physical violence

against me or anyone else

unless you talk to me first.

You mean you want me
to talk to you before I...?

Yes.

-So you can talk me out of it?
-So I can

try to help you...

get out of it.

So together,
we can try to understand

where this terrible need is
coming from, and to address it.

You have no idea what it's like.

-I understand.
-These fucking people...

I work with a lot of people
with very serious,

almost impossible-to-resist
compulsions.

Making this kind of commitment
is key to the process.

-I don't think it's the same.
-I'm not saying it's the same.

I'll do my best.

(sighs)

(clattering upstairs)

(soft clattering continues)

(birds singing)

(sighs)

(inhales, exhales)

And actually,
it was my wife's idea.

Uh, she's known
Chava's mother her whole life.

So, if we have anyone to thank,
it's the rebbetzin.

Chava can keep up with your son

in-in both the intellectual area
and with humor.

Oh.

I'm so sorry.

I should have brought
a real knife.

-Oh, no, no.
-No.

It's fine.

(exhales)

-I was going to eat that.
-This isn't funny.

ALAN: I'm upset, too,
but we need to let him be.

Oh, please don't tell me
you don't hate this

just as much as I do.

He's rebelling, Beth.

Everyone does it.

(exhales)

(chains jingling)

(sighs)

So, should I tell you more
about my life?

Sure.

(sighs)

There's this guy,

uh, and I can't stop
thinking about him.

I wish you knew
what this feels like. Uh...

I did an inspection a while ago

at a... a Greek restaurant
in Garten.

Greek, but a-a modern take.

They do
these moussaka-filled gyozas

that just...
dissolve in your mouth.

I actually used
to go there with my wife,

even before I inspected it.

You're married?

I was.

That was one of those things
I didn't, uh, tell you

'cause I couldn't be
fully truthful.

Anyway, uh, there were items
in the prep cooler

that weren't dated,

and the refrigerator door seal
needed to be replaced.

And these aren't
uncommon things,

but they need to be addressed,

and they affect
a restaurant's rating.

I explained it all to the guy
who runs the place,

the owners' son, and...

he didn't think
it was a big deal.

I told him it was.

He said I should come back
in a week,

and everything would be fixed.

I said the current wait time
for reinspection

in Lincoln County
is seven months.

He thought
I was trying to get a bribe.

And he starts talking to me

in this funny way, like...

...he knows
how things really work,

and I don't,

and I'm just some piece of shit.

And when people talk
to me like that...

Anyway, I just left,

which is what I do
in those situations.

Then a couple weeks later,
my supervisor,

Kyle, tells me
to go back right away

and redo the inspection,
no reason given.

And when I went there,
everything is fixed,

and the guy barely looks at me.

Smug.

When was this?

(smacks lips)
I don't know.

About four months ago.

And I haven't stopped...

thinking about him.

Every single day.

I'm trying not to...

I-I usually can't stop, but...

I don't know
if other people have this.

Do other people have this?

People get obsessed with
interactions they've had, yes.

I-I went back
to the restaurant...

...the same night,
and I parked across the street,

and I waited until they closed.

I've never done anything that
they could trace back to me,

but that night, I...
I was like...

I didn't do it.

How do you think
you managed that?

I don't know.

I didn't want to get caught.
I guess that helped.

And you said
this was about four months ago?

Yeah.

Just before
you came to talk to me.

And you thought
I could help you not hurt him.

Mm-hmm.

I need a pen and paper
for notes.

I really thought through
all the things

that you were going
to need here.

I'm going
to need a pen and paper.

I'm not going to attack you
with a piece of paper. (laughs)

And you can find a pen
that doesn't worry you.

The restaurant guy.

The more time that passes,

the less anyone would connect me
with that place.

I think it's important to note
that you did not hurt him.

But I want to.

I want to right now.

You asked me
to talk to you first.

I am talking to you.

It's not really helping.

You've been holding this in
for four months, Sam.

I get why it's hard.

(inhales sharply)

(exhales)

(muffled urinating)

(urinating continues)

(urinating stops)

(urinating resumes)

(quietly):
Jesus.

(birds singing)

(door opens)

I'm late for work.

Let's have a session
after dinner.

(metallic creak)

(truck engine starts)

(truck departing)

(sighs)

(thudding upstairs)

(footsteps,
floorboards creaking)

(loudly):
Hello?

Hello?

(chains jingling)

(loudly):
Can you hear me up there?

I can hear you!

Are you okay?

Can you talk?

(doors opening)

(footsteps approaching)

(sniffles)

(chains jingling)

Hello.

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