Jane!
You didn't take your pills again...
C'mon... be a good girl... drink up.
And now try and get some sleep.
Please, Richard, stay here with me.
I have to be in Oxford at 10 in the morning.
I have to check out all the forms... l'll be busy for a while.
No Richard! Please, don't leave, please!
Ok, I'll wait here until you fall asleep.
I can't! I can't!
Jane! Please Jane, look at me!
Oh Richard, help me, please!
C'mon Jane... calm down!
No thanks... Oh damn, it's late! I'm missing the 8:40 train.
I'm very sorry to leave you alone.
Barbara's supposed to call me later...
I bet she'll tell you about her psychiatrist again!
She thinks he could help me...
Sure! He's a quack like all the others, always spouting Freud.
Trying to pull you in with the same old nonsense!
You shouldn't talk like that about Dr. Burton.
After all Barbara works with him and if she appreciates him, it means that...
Oh, sure. I have no problems with your sister
but please Jane, leave psychoanalysis out of it!
But Richard... you don't know what happens to me when I'm sleeping!
It's just weakness. Your body is still weak after the operation.
You don't think I know how you feel about losing your baby?
The baby was also mine and I suffered too!
Goodbye dear... come back soon!
Goodnight, love. It was a fantastic evening.
All the same Richard should be grateful to you. If you hadn't helped him
with that psycho-technical exam, he would never have got his job.
Obviously he holds me responsible for what happened after that...
What do you mean?
Having introduced him to you. What's the stuff he gives to you?
A concentration of vitamins. I feel sick when I take them but...
I think Richard takes himself too seriously.
After all he's just a pharmaceutical salesman, not a doctor.
Don't judge him badly. He just wants to help me.
Giving you all those vitamins?
Taking so many vitamins without medical supervision could be dangerous.
I don't know what to do... I know he loves me, but he can't understand me.
Day after day, it's like I'm falling into a pit.
This is nonsense, Jane! You need a good psychiatrist.
That's why I set up an appointment with Dr. Burton
Sit down dear, he'll see you in a minute.
Jane, come in.
That woman was your mother?
Yes.
How old were you?
Five.
I don't know if you know this, but you began treatment
right where it usually ends.
That is, from the trauma you suffered during childhood.
Don't you think this is a good sign?
I'd like to believe you, but is that really the case?
It's only an interview. Ever spoken with your husband about this problem?
Well... Richard isn't... Richard and I aren't married yet.
And that stops you from confiding in him?
No but... you see, he wouldn't understand.
In his opinion everything comes from the car accident that...
...where I lost my baby.
Stillborn?
Yes.
And from that moment you couldn't have full sexual relations, right?
Yes, that's right, but it isn't the car accident, or even the memory
of the baby that stops me. It's the other thing.
The man with the knife?
Yes, but how can I tell that to Richard?
He'd probably end up hating me. His life with me is already so difficult...
and I don't want to lose him. I have to get better.
Are you afraid of the dark?
No.
Tell me, have you ever felt you were living out your dreams?
Yes. In the waiting room, there was a man... your patient I suppose.
He looked at me with the same eyes that are in my nightmare.
Are you really sure?
He was sitting in the other room!
I'm sorry to contradict you, but I never have my patients wait together.
Come with me please.
But... he was here. I'm sure of that. He's gone.
Apparently.
You saw him, right? He was here, sitting in this armchair.
Yes, sure. He asked for you, but he wasn't one of your patients.
I told him to wait. Maybe he was tired of waiting.
I must apologize, Miss. You were right, there was someone.
However, the point is that, whoever he was, you were scared of him.
In our next meeting we must find out why that happened.
When can I come back, Doctor?
Barbara will take care of the appointment.
For the moment I suggest that you stop taking your husband's vitamins.
You are not ill by any means. You must convince yourself of that.
Your worst enemy is loneliness.
Consider yourself neither crazy nor someone who's seeing things.
Real madmen never think of themselves as crazy.
What do you want from me!
Excuse me.
I can open the door if you want.
After you. I live on the top floor, and you?
I live on the third floor, thanks. I've only been here a few days. I'm Mary.
I'm Jane. Nice to meet you.
I've been living here for three months and I hardly know anyone.
Here in the city it's hard to make friends.
We people from the suburbs haven't learned not to be nosy yet.
Would you like some tea? Tea for me is still a social ritual
I hate having it alone.
I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't.
Waiting for someone?
You're very kind, but my husband is tired when he gets home from work
and I have to make dinner.
Well I don't want to force you, but it's early. It's only 5 o'clock!
Ok, I'll have some tea.
Make yourself at home.
Don't stand there, come in.
At the door you seemed very scared, am I right?
It's true. Someone was following me here.
Me, I'm scared of the time when men won't follow me any more!
How do you know he was a man?
Men have been following women since the world began.
With or without a club.
It's very nice here. How did you fix it up so quickly?
It was already like this. I prefer them already furnished. I just add the mess.
More cookies?
No thanks, I have to go.
I'd like to prepare something fro Richard that's not out of a can.
Mary, why don't you come have dinner with us? I'd like that.
Absolutely not! I don't want to come between a couple of newlyweds.
Ok. See you tomorrow. Richard goes to work and I'm all alone.
Would you like have lunch together?
Sure. Here at my place.
I can even make something that's not out of a can.
We could go shopping together... OK?
Right. So... l'll see you at 10 tomorrow morning.
Yes, thanks. Bye, Mary.
Hello?
Miss Jane Harrison?
Yes, who's speaking?
I'm Franciscus Clay, a lawyer. I must see you.
See me?
Yes. Can you come to my office tomorrow at 3:30?
Wait a second...
The address is Rolands House 5
So I'll expect you.
But... what about? Hello?
The eggs!
Jane! What's going on?
Good evening.
I would have preferred you ask my advice before taking her to Dr. Burton.
I don't believe in psychoanalysis. I've never seen anybody come out cured.
On the contrary I think it's just a way
of convincing people that the world is populated only by madmen.
Go on... your logic is amusing.
You should take less care of Jane and more of yourself, Barbara.
Sorry, could you pass me the dress on the chair please?
Why do you hide yourself under this stuff?
You surprise me, Richard. Think I can still take your compliments seriously?
This time it's not even so you can get
a good recommendation for a lousy salesman job.
You've never forgiven me for that, have you?
Janet will continue with Dr. Burton with or without your permission.
Have you ever asked yourself why Janet hasn't agreed to marry you yet?
I've thought about it for a long time.
And I'm sure it's partly your fault too. You treat her like a baby
who still can't make a decision on her own.
Jane is still a slave to her childhood. Maybe that's also my fault
but at the moment you don't give her the reassurance she's looking for.
You and your stupid psychoanalysis books!
Why are you blaming other people for what's your fault?
It's all your fault even according to your own crude logic!
If you hadn't hit that tree with your car, Janet wouldn't have problems now!
I often walk in this park. I like the solitude.
Hear the birds? They are complaining about our being here.
They're very resentful, you know.
Not as much as men are. This might sound strange to you, Mary
but I'm sure that someone is chasing me. Someone coming very deep
from my childhood. Do you believe in that sort of thing?
I believe in a lot more.
Don't worry about it... c'mon!
I had my problems too, not like yours, but maybe more serious.
But I got rid of them.
How?
Do you know what a Black Mass is?
You're scaring me...
It makes sense to be afraid sometimes. You have to find it
and it'll disappear. But... what do you want from me?
Me?
See? You look like a scared little baby without her mom.
Do you really want to get well?
It's all I want.
Don't think about psychiatrists anymore. I know the right person for you.
Who?
My friends don't like questions. The just want trust. They're waiting for you.
When?
Do you really want to come?
When?
Even tonight if you want...
I have a meeting with a lawyer who called me yesterday.
Make sure to be back home at 5.30. I'll be out at the door.
Why so late? What happened? We can't be so late getting there.
But... what's the matter?
That man I was talking about... he tried to...
Rape you?
Kill me!
I think it's better put off for another time... let's go to my house.
No... l'm afraid I'm going crazy! Let's go where you wanted, right now.
But you drive. I couldn't.
Ok.
Oh Richard, my love, my dear love!
Now everything's like before, Jane.
Yes but... I don't know... lt doesn't seem real to me...
And me? Do you think I'm real?
Tomorrow I'll take the day off. We'll go out to lunch. Would you like that?
When I told Barbara that I'm not going to Burton anymore she hung up.
Let's not talk about it anymore. Sorry, I have to phone a client.
You're here! Can you tell me what happened to you?
What are you hiding behind you? So now you rummage in my books...
And you? You read this stuff now?
I bought it in a used bookstore. Could you explain why you ran away like that?
And where were you?
The phone was broken. I had a phone meeting with a client in Liverpool.
I had to call him from another phone nearby... what's so odd about that?
Nothing... nothing...
Welcome back, Jane. We were expecting you.
She offers herself to you! Free from her fears... forever!
You're free, Jane.
Now that woman doesn't exist any more. She gave you to us.
Now she's free not to exist.
No, Mary!
It's time to say goodbye, Jane. Be happy!
No, Mary, I don't want to!