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I see.
Off you go, baby.
What is it?
What is it?
What?
Hello.
Because I'm watching my hands aging in front of me.
devoted wife and mother, up and down with the big jug, till
she rested in peace.
How about your legs?
How about your legs?
How about your legs?
How about your legs?
Daddy, how are things?
Daddy, how are things?
Daddy, how are things?
Daddy, how are things?
Daddy, how are things?
How about your legs?
How about your legs?
How about your legs?
How about your legs?
Begin at the beginning.
One cell.
Multiply.
Divide. Divide.
Multiply. Divide.
Multiply. Divide.
Thank you.
Mike Mike Mike Mike
Mike Mike Mike Mike Mike Mike
He's got a poisonous mind.
He's got a poisonous mind.
begin.
Tell me about your head.
Tell me about your head.
I don't know very much about my head.
Why did you do that?
You tell me.
Because you hate us.
You think I hate you?
I think you despise me.
You think I'm petty and greedy.
I think you're petty and greedy.
Do you think that or do I think that?
I think I've got petty, petty, petty, petty, petty things.
What are you thinking about now?
I'm thinking that you're looking at me with incredibly critical eyes.
Yes? Can you look in the mirror?
I don't want to. Why not?
Because I don't like that face.
You don't like your face or my face?
Which one don't you like? I don't like mine.
Why aren't you crying? You're always crying when I see you like that.
What's wrong with your face?
Why are you trying to make a fool of me?
Am I trying to make a fool of you?
How do you know that?
I just feel that.
Why do you feel that?
That I'm trying to make a fool of you?
Why do you feel that?
I just feel laughter inside you, most of the time. Inside me most of the time is
laughter? About me, yes.
All the things you're gearing me towards are about being hostile towards you.
When did I start that?
I think I felt hostile.
You think you're ill?
I think most people are ill. No, do you think you are ill?
Hmm?
What do you think your illness is?
Greed. What was that? Greed.
Greed. Why are you so hungry?
I feel a sense of loss all the time.
You feel a sense of what?
Loss. All the time. All the time.
People are stealing things from you.
No, I'm losing them.
And what's your definition of calamity?
I haven't lost complete and total
contact with... my physical self or the physical world, I'd feel that was
infinitely more calamitous.
Have you ever experienced orgasm?
Sorry about that. But you have.
Once or twice.
Can you tell me about those occasions?
Maybe they want really orgasm because they want very, on and on.
How do you say what is really orgasm?
It just must be a moment of ecstasy.
I don't think I've ever really experienced a moment of ecstasy.
Do you think there's an analogy between colonized people and women?
I haven't really said very much.
I know.
You don't have to say much.
Why is that?
How can I say why?
I know that a lot of my relationship with you is about treatment, Sean.
But I keep probably fooling myself that some of it isn't.
And what's the bit that you keep fooling yourself about?
That I actually have something to give you.
Go to bed now.
Why do you want to give these things to somebody who thinks you're a petty,
stupid, ridiculous, foolish little person?
Because even though you think those things, I still love you.
That's probably stupidity.
Or great magic, if you might like that.
Where is it supposed, you know, where is it supposed we went?
What about the war?
What about the war?
I need to find a wallet.
What? I need to find a wallet.
Who bound you, Father?
Who bound you? I don't know.
They knew how to bind well anyway.
They knew what?
How to bind very well.
They've had long practice.
Amen.
Why what?
Why do they want to bind me?
Why do they want to bind you?
Why do they want to bind you?
Why do they want to bind you?
Okay.
There was a story when she tried to give it to her son.
Dirty girl Dirty
Dirty
Dirty Dirty Dirty
Dirty Dirty
Dirty. Dirty.
Dirty. Dirty.
Dirty. Dirty.
Dirty. Dirty.
30, 30, 30.
Daddy's girl.
Little pearl.
Little treasure.
Stroke her thighs.
Little pearl.
Thank you.
Where is this man?
Where is this man?
This man is not coming.
Which man?
Burning. Burning.
Burning.
Oceans of blood.
Oceans of blood.
Oceans of blood.
Oh, she's blood, blood.
Thank you.
above the door he did kept it above a door and he used to point to it he did
he pointed at it and he said if you goes all like that I'll bloody use it on your
bottom I'll bloody well he said all the things he tells you it's protection he
knows that don't you it's a fucking protection yeah
kind of word, like a pivot in the middle of everything.
Why are you crying?
It is very beautiful.
What's the truth? What's the truth?
Something under me.
I want something under me. Or what?
What do you want? See, there's everything under there. Under
each of us is all the pain and all the love.
All of it.
All of it.
All this pain. It's so simple.
Just empty it out.
No shame. Just show me the way to fucking fame.
What's the truth?
What's the truth?
I am you.
I am you.
There's no choice.
That's what it's all about.
There's no choice. Yes, there is.
You've got to say there's that margin of freedom.
Of course there is.
Of course there is. I know that. I know that. Look, you're saying now, yes, I
know. But that's not what you feel. You feel those thoughts. It's not how I act.
My feelings, my... Yes.
Make my responses in the wrong direction. I get caught always in this
archetypal oppression.
Caught, caught, caught.
But there are always, sometimes, somewhere, the space that I can see
through. There is. You go for what you see through.
You go through or do you see through? I don't go through for very long, but at
least I don't go through for very long. At least they have a moment,
a day, a moment.
And so you know that you can dive into the dungeon. You know that you can dive
into the dungeon.
Lost. And we've got 5,000 years of whips on our back.
No.
No.
No, all my own fault. I have pleaded, I have pleaded, decided not to be.
Nothing.
And what you get, what you receive now, you receive postulate.
Because then we all take, we only have the time to accept you as the role you
choose. The role you choose.
I feel immense collusion.
Collusion between us.
Against you.
There's an exclusion of rejection.
I'll do anything now.
It doesn't matter anymore.
Trying to keep up some kind of facade. Trying to keep up some
mad image.
To please somewhere or other.
Where you place the most need.
Just because I'm very frightened.
Now I can no longer be frightened.
It doesn't matter. I cannot receive from where.
Where?
Where?
Well, I mean, look, can you receive it from each and every person?
Don't place it in one.
Or if you do, it hurts. It hurts.
That's exclusion and collusion again.
Yes,
yes. And the one contains everything,
everything, everything, everything.
Why is it paralyzed?
Because there's no free flow.
I can only look.
Look at it.
Look at it.
It doesn't flow.
Your face reminds me.
Which one don't you like?
I don't like mine.
You don't like your face?
Because I've never seen it so beautifully flow when it does, whichever
direction it takes.
What are you thinking?
Sentimentality. Sentimentality. What are you thinking?
Of course.
Thank you.
Who's putting you down?
The most... Desired?
Desired?
Our father, king of worms, multiplier of numbers, we have
made a cross-section of the facts and come up with murder.
Little girl is madness.
And madness is the persistent belief in one's own hatefulness.
Lightning in the brain.
Signal down the arm.
Persuading the fingers to conclude that which happened a very long time ago.
When this light
goes out will measure it against the sky
and the different will
ascertain the night of the wick
owl the night
of the bird
Diana!
They're just a little toddler.
And you lay by Christ.
Oh, you lay.
You lay the day. You lay today in my lap.
And my hand went smack.
You don't threaten me with your little...
I could bite him off.
Soon as bit.
To him, la petite bébé.
You're a big area
spider.
Choose up, little fly.
Big as you are.
Choose up.
The middle.
Nine.
He mustn't touch you. He mustn't touch you.
Game of the Game.
Thank you.
a song.
She presented with what we thought in the beginning was schizophrenic
symptoms. She was grimacing, crying, tearing a handkerchief she had in her
hands to bits. This was the first time we saw her.
I can't stand it, I can't tolerate it, everything is all wrong, you know, I
have to do away with myself.
This kind of thing.
I have the throwabouts often. What do you mean by the throwabouts?
Oh, I throw furniture often and I beat my husband.
Right? So we saw her alone for the first time.
She was referred by a psychiatrist at the day centre.
So we thought, oh my God, you know, there's a hell of a problem here. We'll
have to see the whole family because we can't fit this into context.
So she was put on some sedative.
medication just just to keep her nice and quiet containing her until the next
time we could see the husband and the children yeah what's a schizophrenic
what is a schizophrenic oh my god there are so many different definitions you
see depending upon the psychiatrist is making it it will turn it through his
eyes it is exactly if you had sergeant who is the chief um he uses
medicine He used to use leucotomies. They're out now.
They're really out of date and nobody does that anymore.
He uses medicine.
Then you get, you know, other people who would use a philosophical approach to
it. You see?
We've got a half a dozen psychiatrists in two hospitals and the three in each
use different approaches.
And how you come out will depend upon which doctor you've been under.
Isn't it?
This I will cling to all the time
What
can you see in the water?
What can you see?
It's like everything kind of dropping into a center, well,
the middle.
What's in the well?
Anna! Ring the police!
Ring the police!
Come on.
No, leave her where she is. We're having the police.
We're having the police.
Oh, the police.
We can't help that, said the cat.
We're all mad, dear.
I'm mad.
You are mad. I want you to take a part.
How do you know I'm mad, said Wallace.
You must be, said the cat.
You wouldn't have come here. Then give it back to him.
Alice didn't think that suited at all.
However, she went on.
And how do you know that you are mad?
You've had some illness in the family.
Yes. For a long time, I think.
A dog's not mad.
You grant that?
I suppose so, said Alice.
But you're keeping very well.
You see, a dog cries when it's angry.
and wags its tail when it's pleased.
Now I growl when I'm pleased.
Could I look at your hand? And wag my tail when I'm angry.
Therefore... There's a good lifeline you've got there. I'm mad. Hasn't
changed over the years.
I'm mad.
You're mad.
I'm mad.
You're mad.
Amen.
Do you like to put some grave takers on there?
Yeah.
Steady now. That's a good girl.
. .
.
. .
Yeah.
Thank you.
Thank you.
And I
touched you
with soft words. I whispered
your name.
I had your love on the tips of
my fingers.
Your eyes were the vision of
sweetness.
Your lips was at my command.
And I'll let it slip right in my hands.
Somebody
took you
when I wasn't looking.
I should have known from the start.
It's a lie.
in the well.
Good night Irene.
Can you show me the film?
What dance is that?
Come on.
Your dreams are real
Thank you.
Bring it.
It's a cast on my head.
Tell me about your head.
Tell me about your head.
I don't know very much about my head.
Why did you do that?
You tell me.
Because you hate us.
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