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I'm sorry, Dr. Faye.

I'm sorry.

I fucked up.

I know.

And I feel... Well, it really doesn't matter what I feel. No, calm down, Jane.

All this isn't your fault.

It isn't? No, think straight.

Why would a girl like Adelaide do something like this?

But you said she was looking for love.

That she would be aroused by any slight touch.

And she was sexually aroused after the session with Gabriel.

And then, you know, she met Dave.

And that's what frightened her.

She was trying to prove that sex is filthy, just as she was taught all her

life. You have nothing to be sorry about.

It's all my fault.

This stupid me.

I had it coming.

This is the punishment I deserve.

No, Adelaide, it really, really is not what you deserved.

It was just a miserable series of coincidences.

Adelaide, we were so worried about you.

You must be in terrible pain. The physical pain is nothing.

It will soon be over.

Yeah, the doctor said you'll be just fine.

You know what's absurd?

I didn't even know who he was when I got into his car.

I was so happy after the session with Gabriel, and then suddenly he just stood

there. But, Adelaide, did you talk to the police?

That she did this to get to you?

To me?

Yeah. She's got feelings for you.

Feelings for me? She thinks she's in love with you, but we know this is

transferring.

But she will press charges against Dave, right?

Unless...

Unless we exploit the fact that she thinks she's in love with you.

And you ask her not to press charges.

And more importantly, you'll find Dave Pearl.

First of all, persuade him to donate a few million to this church.

Or one of the local orphanages or hospitals.

And then... And then you convince him to go to rehab.

That assuming he hasn't already done something stupid to himself.

Dave? Hey, Simile.

Simile?

Hey, Dave.

Why did you come looking for me?

We believe we can persuade Adelaide not to press charges.

She's our patient.

And we're responsible for her.

I'm sorry.

Jane, I'm sorry.

I laughed at it.

She didn't exactly practice tantrum, let me know.

Bullshit.

And you know it.

Anyway, you have to show up for your session today. Why?

My session showed up here, so why should I go over there?

I don't want to see Dr.

Faye.

But what's Adelaide's problem?

What's her problem?

I don't know. She must have fucked someone who beat her black and blue. I

mean to do that.

She was fragile, smooth like a doll, completely clueless.

That's why she started praying.

What's her problem? Like, why does she need treatment at your clinic?

I can't tell you.

She wasn't your patient, right?

Yes, she was, if you must know. And we even made some serious progress. Oh,

that's cool.

You fucked her, right? I could imagine my simulator possibly... Dave!

We don't have time.

Get in the shower.

I'll make you a coffee and then I'll drive you to the clinic.

Wow.

Oh!