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One stiff blunt force trauma to the head.

Repeated strikes, lots of damage.

Anything else?

No signs of forced entry.

And a witness gave us a description of the perp.

Anything else?

Possible motive?

Enemies, that kinda thing?

Neighbors said he pretty much kept to himself.

There was a divorce a while back.

But other than that, seems pretty quiet.

What's the story on the perp?

A witness said he walked out the front door,

got in his car and drove off.

Description?

White, paunchy.

Diseased-looking.

Guess he kinda had a blank look like nobody was home.

Jennings?

Absolute waste of space if you ask me.

How so?

Just look at the guy.

I can't say I know the man.

Any details you may have about Murray,

his behavior, his demeanor would be really helpful to us.

Relax, lady. I'm getting there.

He wasn't exactly what you would call

an outgoing type.

Kept to himself and quiet.

Head down.

Hey, does knowing all this shit really help you guys?

Maybe.

Could have fooled me.

You mentioned that you let Mr. Jennings go.

What was the reason behind that?

Uh.

He was coming in late and not doing any work.

Hell, one day he stayed in the same spot,

several hours.

Didn't move.

Didn't say a fucking word.

Did he have a history of drug abuse?

How the hell would I know?

I'm not his bed buddy.

Newsflash, lady. I'm a busy guy.

I don't have time to babysit fuck nuts.

Clearly.

Do you have any footage of this incident?

Of course.

Right this way.

It's right there.

I like to keep, uh

up to date.

If there's anything you need, Detective, just let me know.

I'll be more than happy to, uh

give you all I got, Detective.

Thank you very much.

We'll reach out if we need any further information.

Oh, please do.

Talking to you two has been an absolute slice.

Anything interesting?

Jack shit.

How're you holding up?

I don't know what the fuck that was.

Some weird shit.

I've never seen anything like that.

And what the fuck were those things?

The lab should have something for us soon.

Hey.

Be thankful that's the worst thing you've seen.

Yeah.

Have a

good night.

You okay?

What?

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

You got some vacation time

coming soon, right?

Why?

I thought we might as well take a trip somewhere.

I was thinking Alaska.

You know, see some of the old sites.

Again?

Yeah. Again.

I, um...

I... I just don't have the time.

The ski equipment is, uh, cluttering the garage.

Um, do you mind moving it?

Maybe we should just toss it out.

Just get rid of it like that?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God.

What is shyness?

Shyness is the idea that you cannot

or should not do something.

Shyness is the repression of the soul.

Repression, plain and simple.

So how does one deal with the repression

of one's very being?

Is there a way out?

I'm here to tell you, yes.

There is a way out.

Step one.

You must act first.

Detective Williams.

I hope I'm not in trouble.

I just have a few questions, Mr. Corvath.

Perhaps this can be done another time.

The... The doctor is very busy.

I'm happy to help in whatever way I can.

We have a prior engagement, so we're a bit rushed.

This won't take long.

This man Burt Jennings

is wanted in connection to a murder.

He was in possession of one of your books.

Had attended a seminar.

Just wanted to know if you've had any contact

or any information.

I am afraid I won't be able to help you.

I don't recognize him.

Well, if you can think of anything

that might help us

here's my card.

Okay.

Thank you very much, Detective Williams.

Uh, if I think of anything, you'll be the first to know.

Oh, uh, detective.

I just wanted to thank you for coming today.

I hope it was helpful.

We'll see, Doctor.

Hello there, folks.

One at a time, please.

Ladies and gentlemen, the doctor has a prior engagement,

so we'll have to call in the night early.

Thank you so much for coming.

Excuse me, sir.

Uh, I see you're already following step one.

Uh, yeah, I guess so.

Uh, anyway, I just, I had a couple questions

about the program.

Uh, it's pretty simple, just step by step.

No, I... I get that.

But, um, what is the success rate like

for someone with severe shyness and social anxiety?

Don't think about success rates.

Keep the technicalities out of it and just focus on you.

This is about finding ways to pull yourself out,

not rates and numbers.

Success is totally up to you.

If you rate your success by whether you can chat

with a perfect stranger about the weather or

sleep with someone after only an hour of talking to them.

What sounds successful to you?

I just wanna feel normal and, like, I can talk to people.

Do you feel your lack of success

is due to your discomfort around others?

Yes.

You are you.

I want you to focus on that.

You have to be comfortable with yourself

before you can be comfortable with others.

Dr. Corvath, we have to go soon.

Ugh. I'm so sorry. I don't believe I got your name.

Uh, my name is Henry, sir.

Ah, Henry.

Um, well, you can call me Merrick.

It's a mouthful.

Anyway, I have to run.

So if you're interested in any further information

about the program

feel free to contact me.

Uh, there's a private seminar soon.

I mean, this is just for information.

So, if you're interested in digging deeper, call me.

It was really nice meeting you.

It is a total scam.

I don't know. Maybe, but it might be worth it.

Yeah, try it out.

You know, give them your power of attorney and, uh,

maybe, you know, go out like Jonestown.

Seems like a good idea to me.

Why are you jumping into Jonestown?

It's just like a... a self-help thing.

So was Jonestown.

They get you weak boys sucked in and take you for all your worth.

- I'll be fine. - But, you know,

speaking of worth, how much did you spend on that?

I'm not comfortable telling you.

That means you spent too much.

That is unbelievable.

After everything I've done for you, you know.

And I do it for free, right?

And here you are going behind my back

giving some asshole money.

What's his name again?

Corvath. Dr. Corvath.

Cor... Doctor Cor

Dr. Corvath. That's a made-up name.

- That name doesn't exist. - I have his book.

I'm sorry, you gave him money, you gave him more money

on top of the money you already gave him?

What the fuck, man? This guy took money from you.

What did he... What did he even tell you?

"If you believe in yourself, it'll change"?

- It was very informative. Okay? - Oh, I bet. Oh, I bet it was.

I mean, look at how much of an effect it's had on your life.

Look at... You've changed like that overnight.

He made a lot of really good points.

Oh, I bet he did.

I bet he said everything that you wanted to hear last night.

Good God.

You know, mark my words, you are going to get screwed.

So, um

you ready to do something with your life tonight?

Sounds like an awful time.

I'm sorry,

speed dating sounds worse than ritual suicide.

It's a bunch of losers there.

Bunch of losers?

There's gonna be a bunch of beautiful women that...

There's gonna be a bunch of women there

that, you know, you might have a chance with.

So.

Listen bud, you are not fucking an Adonis, okay?

So, maybe you need to lower your standards a little bit

so that you can find someone that's your speed, right?

You gonna be there?

- Yeah, I'll be there. - You know what?

I'm gonna pick you up 'cause I don't trust you.

All right.

I'm really not comfortable

getting dropped into this shit, dude.

You have to take a dive into the deep end

- if you wanna learn how to swim. - Dude, I hate swimming.

You have to learn how to swim in order to thrive.

Look how much nicer you look than me.

It's because I try.

Look.

Stakes are low. Just try to have some fun.

All right? And you know what?

If you fuck up, you can always move on to the next girl.

I'm Inez.

I'm Henry.

Um...

One of us is gonna have to talk eventually.

Yeah. Um

I'm sorry.

Uh...

Let's start nice and simple.

Um... what do you do?

I work...

I... I work in an office.

Uh, doing what?

Paperwork.

Lots... lots of paperwork.

That's, uh, that sounds interesting.

Um...

Do you like what you do?

I guess so.

What the fuck, man?

Why do you always make me do shit like this?

Because someone's gotta get you laid.

That's pretty weird, dude.

Look, I don't wanna make you feel weird,

or a piece of shit or anything.

But it's depressing to watch you around women.

Oh, well, thank you for your concern.

No, seriously, man. It's sad.

Can't take it anymore, watching you suffer.

Why is this so important to you?

Maybe I see a little bit of myself in you

- before I was cool. - Oh, fuck you.

Oh, oh, oh. Now I'm offended.

After everything I did for you?

Also, your tally, how many numbers?

Zero.

Pathetic. Uh...

That's just pathetic, man.

Yeah, well, if you're such a magnet,

- how many did you get? - Four.

Bullshit.

That's your handwriting.

You calling me a liar, kiddo?

Yes, I'm calling you a liar. Show me the...

No, no. You see with your eyes, not with your hands.

No need to shatter your confidence anymore.

Well, maybe I don't want to meet people in bars.

You know, here's a question.

Uh, did you just spend the whole time staring at the table?

I talked.

"Hello" isn't talking.

You actually have to engage these women.

Talk to them.

Not just staring down at your hands,

- creeping them out. - I'm not a creep.

I'm not saying this to hurt you,

but you creep people out.

I mean, I don't think you're a creep personally,

but other people definitely think you're a creep.

See, this is exactly why I don't like doing this shit.

You always rag on me and then I go home feeling

like an even bigger piece of shit than I did before.

Would you stop being a fucking baby?

I, uh, I'm trying to do this as a friend.

And if you can't see that, then I don't know what to say.

So stop acting like this is hurting you.

Lighten the fuck up.

To get into this thing, right?

The least he could do is fucking try.

But instead, he just sits there staring at his fucking

little sausage fingers, you know?

"Oh, well, I... I work at an organization

and there's paper there

and I... I... I have a dick that goes inwards."

You know?

Oh, hey, you didn't have to do that.

Oh, it's no problem, I'm just trying to be helpful.

Well, thanks for that, Henry.

How did you know my name?

Your, uh...

Oh, sorry, I didn't realize I still had it.

Rodian. Ritzy.

Yeah, it's, um, it's nearby.

What is that?

It's, uh,

nothing fancy, it's just like

...pencil pushing.

Gotta be some good benefits though.

Yeah. Not bad.

Pardon me, kiddo.

Just thought I'd bring the lady my mess.

- Thank you for that. - Sure.

Yeah.

So, uh, I haven't seen you here before.

I'm Greg.

So what are... uh, you new here?

I am.

Henry, glad you could come.

I, um, wasn't sure about this.

Yeah, no one ever is.

Let's get you inside.

I have a few people I wanna introduce you to.

Henry,

I'd like you to meet Greta and Sebastian.

Speak with Greta.

I think you two share similar circumstances.

Isn't that right, Greta?

I believe so, Doctor.

What are the circumstances?

Your conditions.

I used to be just like you, Henry.

Never had a clue what to say to anybody.

Social repression, I should say.

Look at her.

Bell of the ball.

How did you get over it?

Oh, treatments, of course.

This looks like a party.

Well, a little fun.

Little treatment.

What's the harm in that, huh?

Listen, I have to leave you for a moment.

Don't be nervous.

You're in good hands here.

Can I get you a drink, Henry?

Uh, what do you...

What do you have?

Well, we have punch and

well, punch.

Not many options, I'm afraid.

Oh, okay.

Um, Henry,

there's somebody you absolutely have to meet.

All right? Come with me.

Behave yourself, Henry.

Right this way.

Henry, this is Alexander.

Perhaps the most interesting person in here.

You give me far too much credit.

Henry, you say?

You can't be serious.

All these people here and you're reading a book.

Paintings, dear girl,

are far more important to me.

Let me ask you

what does it say to you?

This seems to me like a representation of a form.

That's all.

No, I don't believe what he, the artist meant.

Are you trying to say that it's meant to be more

than representation of human form?

Look at how bodies, um, divided by sections.

Look at how limbs are placed.

Nobody moves like that.

This is just to display movement.

It's very hard to show three-dimensional movement

on the two-dimensional space.

Or perhaps what he's saying

is that human forms can be distorted and improved.

Well, this is going nowhere.

Let's ask our new friend what he thinks on the subject.

Henry, what do you think?

Hello.

Uh.

What?

Well, do you feel that the meaning behind the artwork

belongs expressly to the artist?

Or do you feel that it goes beyond

the artist's intentions and expressive subjective?

Rather simplistic, wouldn't you say?

But yes,

how do you feel on the subject?

I don't know.

Well, I guess this is the best answer

any of us could have hoped for.

Attention, everyone.

If you could all please join me in the next room.

Dr. Corvath is ready to begin.

Are you joining us tonight?

I have had enough

of Merrick's sermons for one evening, I'm afraid.

Suit yourself.

Henry.

Henry.

Good luck to you.

Good luck to you.

Well, now that we're all settled in

we can begin the session.

Jensen.

Something matter, Henry?

What is this stuff?

I'm not gonna lie to you, it's not exactly tasty.

This next phase is more advanced

than what's in the brochure,

but it's totally on the level.

It's perfectly safe.

You are among friends here, Henry.

Is this...

Are we doing drugs?

We're just gonna talk a little bit, and, uh

scrutinize in a friendly way.

Well, then

if you don't mind, Henry

why are you here?

I just

wish I could talk to people better.

No, no.

Why are you here?

I feel like I'm too shy, I guess.

That's no reason, Henry.

Shyness is a symptom.

Why are you here?

I don't understand.

Yes, you do.

I don't like myself very much.

And why not?

I don't know.

Because you've been taught self-hate.

There's no reason for this.

You wanna be open.

You wanna be free.

You can't. Why?

Because you've had these restrictions

placed on you your entire life.

How do you break free

from this prison of the mind?

You cannot remove those shackles by yourselves.

That, which is ingrained

must be undone

by eliminating parts of yourself.

What's happening to me?

Something necessary.

Jensen, Sebastian.

No!

No!

No!

Don't! Don't!

I won't tell anyone.

You're so lucky, Henry,

to live the rest of your life without a consciousness.

I envy you.

No, no, no!

No, no, no, no!

Hello.

I'm Dr. Merrick Corvath.

And today,

you will begin your ascent

to purity and positivity.

I ask you to think about what brought you here today.

Now, let's reflect on that.

Now.

Oh, God! Oh, God!

Oh, God.

The mind plays tricks.

It's not always wise to trust it.

What the fuck did you do to me?

Come with me.

Where the hell have you been? You've been out for days.

I couldn't even get a hold of you.

I went to that meeting.

You... you...

Well, what happened?

I don't remember.

They...

They gave me something to drink

and the rest of it is just kinda blurry and...

Oh, man. What...

What the fuck did I say to you, huh?

How many times did I tell you that was a bad idea?

- I know. - Yeah.

Yeah. You know now.

Did they... Did they take anything from you?

Did they do anything to you?

I... I...

Uh, I don't think so.

You need to grow the fuck up.

That book sucks.

Mm? No, I'm not even really reading it.

Good 'cause it sucks.

Can I get you anything else, Henry?

Is there anything in that pile you would recommend?

Hm.

A couple of the horror ones are pretty good,

but most of it is just

trashy romance and brodown bullshit.

So, it's kind of whatever you're into.

Is it bad that the only one really jumping out at me

looks like a trashy romance?

As long as you don't pick Devoy,

- you're all right in my book. - Never even heard of him.

Not much of a reader?

I can't read or write.

Oh shit, are you serious?

- No, no. - Oh, thank God!

My boss is always chewing me out over how I talk to people.

So, uh, yeah.

I'm gonna get back to work

before this turns into a complete disaster.

Hey, so I know that we really don't know each other

and that this really is kinda awkward

and I'm sorry for making it awkward.

And this, obviously, isn't a place to do this,

but would you maybe possibly wanna go out sometime?

Just dinner?

Yeah.

All... all right.

- Wait, really? - Yeah.

Oh, uh, cool.

- Cool. - Uh, Hank.

You, uh, might want this.

Oh, huh.

Uh, yes, thank you.

Um

I am going to call you

at this number.

Are you coming out tonight or what?

I can't.

- Why not? - I have a date tonight.

Bullshit!

I do. With a real-life flesh and blood human being.

Oh, is she from out of town?

You know, this is a sorry excuse even for you, pal.

I thought you'd be happy for me.

You want a fucking lollipop?

I... You know, I'm just finding it hard to believe

that you managed to get a date out of someone by...

By asking them out? Yeah.

Hm. Well, that's a real fucking shame.

I guess this is it then, yeah?

You finally decided to stop being a pussy?

You know, it's really difficult to figure out if you're,

you know, joking around sometimes or not.

If you could commit any crime

and get away with it,

what would it be?

Geez, right into the deep end, huh?

Um.

I don't know, you go first.

I need a minute to think about it.

Art or jewel thief.

Crawling under lasers,

sneak around, steal shit.

Like, anybody can murder somebody.

But how many people can steal the Mona Lisa?

Plus, you're not harming anyone.

Well, except for some rich douchebag's wallet.

So, how about you?

All right, uh, if I had a crime,

it'd probably be something like embezzlement

or something financial like that.

Boring.

Hear me out.

You do all the boring stuff

and then you have money to do all the fun stuff.

So, what's the fun stuff?

Buy a huge mansion and fill it with tigers.

I can get behind that.

So, what do you do at work anyway?

You said pencil pushing.

I, um...

I... I don't really know what I do there.

And... and like,

the funny thing is, I'm not even kidding.

Ever thought of doing anything else?

I don't know, it...

It pays all right.

And, like.

I'm not happy with it,

but I'm not really unhappy with it either.

Kinda settled. I... I get that.

Are you happy where you are?

Uh, I usually tell people

that I'm suing the government over bad meat

and sort of leave it at that.

Well, that's one way to avoid it.

So,

you wanna do something fun

and maybe a little bit stupid?

Like, what?

Oh, uh, sorry you had to see all that back there.

It's not the worst thing I've ever seen.

Well, I'm glad to know

I didn't make the bottom of the list.

Uh,

- so, um... - So?

Would you maybe wanna do this again?

I guess I could use another free meal sometime.

I had a good time tonight.

Me too.

- Good night, Henry. - Goodnight.

So here's a question.

If you could have sex with anyone in history,

who would it be?

Oh, God, I don't know.

Um.

How about

go with, um

Joan of Arc?

You're a sick fucking ticket.

Your face.

How come we never talk about anything real?

What's real?

I don't know.

I just feel like every time we talk

it goes to some random subject

and suddenly I'm being judged

for wanting to plow Jeanne d'Arc.

Well, I don't know, I.

I never really thought I was avoiding anything, but

to answer your question...

- Finally. - Shut it.

I just

I don't know.

I just feel like there's nothing really

to talk about when it comes to me.

I mean, I'm broke,

I work at a coffee shop.

That's about it.

What are your hopes and dreams?

It's too early for this conversation.

You're avoiding again.

All right, if you want something a little more

tangible.

Whoa. Physical media.

What is it?

Well, let's open it.

Did you make me a mixtape?

Don't say I never did nothing for you.

- Wow. - Come on.

- Oh, no. - Yep.

You're never gonna let me live that down, are you?

It was pretty tragic,

but cute.

It's too weird, right? Do you hate it?

I love it.

Thank you.

Like, he's a fucking waste, you know?

I mean, Jesus.

I know... I know he creeps you out,

but you got nothing to worry about, all right?

I mean, he's a fucking pussy.

What was that?

- What was what? - What'd you just say?

- I was just clearing my throat. - No, you weren't.

What did you say?

What the hell's going on, man?

I'm just curious, you know, if you called me a pussy or not?

Uh, I didn't call you anything.

But if I did call you something, it was a joke.

- So, relax. - Oh, huh.

I'm not laughing, man.

Okay, um, I'm sorry you can't take a joke, I guess.

Uh, look, dude, you're

creeping everybody out.

So why don't... Why don't you just knock it off?

- All right? - Oh. Oh.

I got a question for you.

Back when you used to take me out places,

were you doing it just to have a laugh?

Where's this coming from?

It's a simple question, man.

Were you doing it for my benefit,

or were you just trying to make fun of me?

Look, dude, I, uh

can tell you're pretty upset,

but, uh, it's got nothing to do with me.

So why don't you go back to your desk

and reflect on why no one can stand to be around you,

and maybe you'll figure out

that it has nothing to do with me

and everything to do with you.

Take it easy, Henry.

- Shut up! - Whoa!

Hey, man, that's unhinged. All right?

You thought you can come in here,

getting up in my face,

telling me that I'm saying shit about you behind your back?

All right?

Now you're flexing on me after all the good I did for you?

It's fucked up, man.

You are way more of a freak than I thought you were.

Fuck off, man. Leave me the fuck alone.

Fuck you!

Fuck you! Fuck you!

Fuck you!

Henry, please. I am your friend.

Really? You're my friend?

Fuck you, you're my friend.

Henry, please. Please.

"Please, please. I'm your friend."

Fuck you, you're my friend.

I hate you! Fuck you!

Oh, look at him.

Look at the little bitch.

This is from you, idiot.

Fuck you!

I love you.

You're my brother.

Please, please, just leave me be.

- Oh. - Please.

Oh. Oh.

Henry, it's okay. It's okay.

Please, just take me to the hospital.

Henry, please. It's okay.

It's okay. I'm...

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No.

Don't...

Sloppy work.

Something about this feel familiar to you?

B&E?

Blunt force trauma.

The guy here probably spotted a prowler and

things ended badly.

I don't know, it

just doesn't feel right.

Well, while you wrestle with your feelings,

I'm gonna go wait for the results.

I gotta make a call.

Hey, it's me.

Yeah, I'm sorry I had to leave early.

I said I'm sorry.

Honey?

Hi.

I just want to tell you

how much you mean to me.

I've never met anyone who I've cared for

like I care for you.

And I think what we have is very special.

I want you to know how much you mean to me.

You bring out the best in me.

And I...

And I...

Hi.

I just wanna tell you.

I'm really happy

that we met.

Being with you

has made me realize

that I can

talk to people.

And I...

And...

I

I lo

I I

I love...

I'm sorry I'm late.

It's been a while, Hank.

Life has been crazy.

At first, I thought that I had done something,

but then I saw the news.

How are you doing?

What news?

Your coworker.

That Greg guy, he was murdered.

Right. That, yeah.

That's been tough.

Yeah. Are you okay?

Shocking how someone's life

can just be taken away like that.

Waiter!

I'm starving.

So you're okay.

I've never felt better

in my entire life.

Now, where is the goddamn waiter?

Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to lower your voice.

I want a steak. Rare.

Do you want champagne?

I want champagne. I'm in a champagne mood.

We'll have two glasses of champagne, please.

What's this?

What's going on over there?

Something interesting? I'm over here.

Henry, you're... You're coughing a lot.

Do you wanna do this another night?

I feel great.

I'm just a little under the weather.

I'm fine.

We need to get you to a hospital.

Why?

Because there's blood coming out of your mouth.

What the fuck is this?

You invite me here

and then you tell me that I look like shit?

- No, that's not what this is. - Is this a fucking ambush?

Making an eye to that fucking guy over there,

telling me I look like shit.

You're just trying to dump me in the most brutal way possible?

For fuck's sake, that's not what's going on.

I haven't seen you in weeks.

And you come here and you're coughing

and blood comes out of your mouth.

- I'm concerned. Okay? - Why do I feel this way?

I didn't feel like this before I got here.

God, you look so fucking good tonight.

Don't... don't grab me like that. I don't like it!

It's a compliment. Fuck!

Henry, please let me take you to the hospital.

I'm gonna need you both to get the hell out of here.

Fuck you!

We need to get you an ambulance.

Fuck you!

- I'm trying to get you... - Fuck you!

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

Fuck you!

Fuck you!

Let me in!

Open the fucking door!

You need help, Henry.

Let me in now!

Oh, open the fucking door!

Oh, just let me in.

I'm calling the cops.

Oh, you fucking bitch!

I'll fucking kill you!

Oh, you fucking bitch.

I just wanna talk.

I just wanna talk. That's all I wanna do.

I just wanna talk.

I just wanna fucking talk.

Oh, I could have fucking loved you

and you do this to me?

I didn't fucking do anything.

Oh, I could have been

the best fucking thing that you had.

Hey, have you seen those twist ties?

There should be some further to the back.

Okay.

Are we hiding back here now?

Are you still mad at that guy

who tried to order the soy latte?

It was matcha.

- Douche. - What the fuck is matcha?

Fuck if I know.

You okay?

Yeah. No. But it's fine.

What's going on?

It... Just...

A lot going on.

Just, you know, life.

Yeah.

Well, you know you can talk to me, right?

I mean, if, you know, no pressure,

but if you want to.

Uh...

You think Terry would let me crash here

- overnight? - He... he

I'm not gonna lie, I've done it before,

but it kind of sucks.

Of course, you have.

Trust me, you don't... You don't wanna stay here.

But

let me... let me walk you home.

Come on.

Do you have your keys?

Uh, yeah.

Later, Pasta Man.

I'm... Hungover right now.

Oh, my God. Maybe you should crash here.

No, we are very closed.

Very, very closed.

Was that like that the whole time?

Maybe.

- Oops. - That would explain a lot.

Kinda jealous of this coat you have on right now.

Right? Yeah.

Uh, it's pretty fuzzy and warm.

It is fuzzy.

Yeah.

It kinda looks like you're wearing a bathrobe

a little bit.

Yeah, a little bit. A little bit.

But I don't... I... I don't mind though.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

No, it's good. It... it's... it's warm.

Oh.

- Do you... - Oh.

Do you want these back?

I mean, I could take 'em from you.

- I could get 'em at work... - Yeah.

But I feel like I might get beat up out here...

Maybe.

If I'm walking around with these on.

Your hair.

Well

you sure you're gonna be okay?

I think I just need some time.

Yeah.

Well, I'm here if you need anything.

Come here.

- Good night. - Good night.

What the fuck, man?

Dude, get outta here, man.

Dude, she doesn't wanna fucking see you, man.

No! No!

Henry, no, please.

Henry, no. Stop, please.

Don't. Please.

Henry, no. Hey, hey, no.

You don't wanna do this, please.

Please don't. Please, no.

Please don't. No.

Please.

No!

Jensen.

I believe Henry's ready.

I want a divorce.

And why is that?

Everything.

There's no talking to you. There's no communication.

You're miles away and no way to reach you.

Wow.

I can't be reached?

Every time I try to talk to you, you won't respond.

Every time I try to touch you,

you run halfway across the room.

So don't

give me that bullshit.

Williams.

Williams.

Williams.

And why is that?

What?

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

What's the word?

He's not here.

We found more.

Okay.

This is going to be very difficult.

So please take your time.

I don't even know.

I was...

I... I just

I was getting ready for bed.

I just...

Like

that song came on.

He w... he was just on me.

And I didn't know what to do.

He tried to put it in my mouth.

I just kept grabbing for something.

I didn't think... I... I didn't wanna hurt him.

I just wanted to get him off me.

And I just grabbed the first thing that I felt.

Detective Williams.

So glad you could come.

Have I done something wrong?

Thank you for that.

So now maybe you can tell me what brings you here.

Treatment, perhaps?

The name Henry Adams ring any bells?

Adams?

I'm afraid I'm at a loss.

It's funny.

I keep finding your books all over our crime scenes.

Our line of work always attracts the more

disturbed characters.

So, Detective Williams

what happened now?

Guess.

It's probably safe to say

he committed some particularly

awful actions.

I guess you could say that.

What's with the creepy setup, Doc?

Preparations.

Uh-huh.

Detective Williams

your attitude is quite telling.

Enough of the runaround.

I'm not here for treatment.

Why are you here?

Maybe you don't know why you're here.

Said enough.

I just wanna know...

You wanna know about the worms?

Don't move!

Son of a bitch.

Detective Williams, how nice of you to join us.

We have quite the evening planned for you.

You son of a bitch!

Oh, Detective Williams,

you don't see that I'm trying to help you.

Resentment, anger, repression.

Everything that cripples you as a man.

I can change all that for you.

Sir, I don't think this is the best idea.

It's not like

we're gonna let him out of the box.

Let's get on with this, shall we?

Greta, would you be so kind?

Thank you, darling. Doctor.

Thank you, Henry.

Stop!

Oh. That's a beauty, huh?

Are you ready, Detective Williams?

No, no, no!

You sick fucking psychopath!

No!

No, no, no!

Why are you doing this?

To relieve you of the burden of consciousness.

No, no, no, no!

Oh, God! No, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Please. Please, no.

I know you're gonna find this

hard to believe, but I have a joke...

- Yeah? - For you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.. I... I got a joke for you.

- I got a joke for you. - All right. All right.

All right, so this airplane's going down, right?

- Yeah. - Everybody's gonna die.

There's nobody surviving on this thing.

This woman jumps up from her seat,

tears off all of her clothes and goes,

"Is there any man big enough here

to make me feel like a woman?"

Right, right?

So, a guy stands up and tears off his shirt

and goes, "Yeah,."

Hey, you're not such a tight ass after all.

Well, you're oddly personable, all things considering.

Yeah, well, I'm feeling pretty good.

No sense in dwelling on it.

Kind of a big thing.

Uh...

Yeah. Sorry.

Looks like you're stuck with just plain black today.