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# Downtown Sacramento, CA

Self isn't something you find.
It's something you create.
The more action you take,
the more progress you make.
Self isn't something you find.
It's something you create.
The more action you take,
The more progress you make.
Self isn't something you find.
It's something you create.
The more action you take,
the more progress you make.
Self isn't something you find.
It's something you create.

Okay, the lady in red... guess.

She's, um...
Allergic to perfume.
It's... It's a good
guess. She just sneezed.

She's having an affair. Next?

Hold on. Having an affair?
You made that up.

Not at all. If you look closely,
she has a very peculiar...*(ํŠนํžˆ ๋ถˆ์พŒํ•˜๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ๊ฑฑ์ •์Šค๋Ÿฌ์šธ ์ •๋„๋กœ) ์ด์ƒํ•œ[๊ธฐ์ดํ•œ] (→odd), (=odd)

My attitude towards life
determines life's attitude towards me.
You got a job to do, you do it right.


Stop.
Put your hands in the air now.

Oh. Make a federal case
out of it, why don't you?

- Drop it. Drop the blanket.
- Your hands, sir. Both hands.

That's gratitude for you. ๊ณ ๋ง™๋‹ค๊ณ ๋Š” ๋ชป ํ•  ๋ง์ •

Hey! Put your hands above your head!

I bring you a gift, and
this is how I'm treated?

What gift?

I dragged, uh, three blocks.

Jane...
Pupils are dilated. *dilate ํ™•์žฅ[ํŒฝ์ฐฝ]ํ•˜๋‹ค[์‹œํ‚ค๋‹ค], ํ‚ค์šฐ๋‹ค[์ปค์ง€๋‹ค] (↔contract)
Are you on drugs, mister, uh...

Resnick. Carl Resnick. I don't do drugs.
- Crack is whack.


- Steady pulse. Steady as a rock
for someone that dragged a body three blocks.


- Hey.

Let me handle this, Jane. I'll do it.
So this is a gift, huh? Is that
why you brought her here to us?

Her? Them.

There's more than one?

It's a whole bagful, fella.
What do you need, glasses?

A bagful of what?

Potatoes.

Potatoes.

I'm supposed to deliver
them to the police.
- You are the police, right?


Near enough. He's a perfect subject.

- Subject?
For implanting a suggestion. He's hypnotized.

 

#
- He's lying.
- Is he?

Oh, given that the girl * …์„ ๊ณ ๋ คํ•ด ๋ณผ ๋•Œ
he dragged in here dead
is not actually a bag of
spuds like he says, then yeah. * ํŠนํžˆ ่‹ฑ ๋น„๊ฒฉ์‹ ๊ฐ์ž

Well, it's not lying if he believes it.

Okay.
Thank you.

 

#
So, Carl,
Why would you bring a bag
of potatoes to the police?

Uh, I... I don't... I... I can't...

Potatoes to cops?
Potatoes. Not doughnuts, but potatoes.
Did someone tell you to do it?

- Yes! Yes.
- Who?

Uh...
I can't remember.

Try.

I'm trying.

What if I told you it wasn't potatoes?
That in fact, it was a dead
girl you were dragging around?

You have a twisted sense of humor.

Here's proof, Carl.
What do you see there?

Potatoes.

- He is crazy.
- Nope. Just hypnotized.

Oh, come on.

Hypnosis is just a way to
connect to the imagination
rather than the conscious mind.
The mind will accept whatever
the imagination creates,
however bizarre.

Hypnotism is what you use
against my explicit orders
to get witnesses to tell the truth.
It's a little different
than convincing somebody
that a dead girl is
a sack of vegetables.

Different in scale.


Well, he doesn't look like
he's in a trance or anything.

Neither did Minelli when I
hypnotized him to stop smoking.
The subject acts normally
except inside the suggestion.
Carl's suggestion is
to have this very powerful hallucination
and to forget who did this.
Whoever hypnotized him,
I gotta say... good.

Good enough to hypnotize
Carl into killing a girl?

Well, that depends on whether deep down,
Carl really wanted to kill a girl.

But he's hypnotized.

Uh, no suggestion in the
world can make you do something
against your moral character,
against your true will.
A hypnotized saint is still a saint.
Not that he's a saint. *…์ด๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์€ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋‹ค

Uh, so if Carl's a killer,
he can be hypnotized to kill.
- Otherwise...


- Otherwise the hypnotist killed the girl and framed Carl for it.

Rigsby.

So is Carl a killer? What
did we find out about him?

- He sells cars, boats, stuff like that.
- And you know this how?

Well, he's very well-mannered,
a little over-groomed,
too badly dressed to be gay, *๊ฒŒ์ด๋ผ๊ณ  ํ•˜๊ธฐ์—” ์˜ท์„ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ์—‰๋ง์œผ๋กœ ์ž…์—ˆ๊ณ 
so salesman.

He works a dealership over on Fulton. *(ํŠนํžˆ ์Šน์šฉ์ฐจ) ๋Œ€๋ฆฌ์ 

- Oh. Does he have a record?
- Not even a parking ticket.

He's a good boy, obeys authority...
a perfect subject for a trance.
He's all soft and squishy and malleable. *squishy  ๋น„๊ฒฉ์‹ ์งˆ์ฒ™์งˆ์ฒ™ํ•œ *malleable ์˜ํ–ฅ์„ ์ž˜ ๋ฐ›๋Š”, ์ž˜ ๋ณ€ํ•˜๋Š”

Well, can you fix him
with a trance or whatever?
Make him remember what happened?

Well, I could try, but
without knowing the trigger,
it'll be like you and I playing
Marco Polo in the Atlantic.
It'll take forever,
and you get all pruny. *(informal) wrinkled
Easier just to find the
hypnotist and ask him.

Got an ID on the victim.
Her fingerprints were on
file with the school board.
She's Mary Beth Hendrix, 27.
Her sister's on the way
from the airport now.

 

#
Yes. Mm, that's Mary Beth.
She, uh...
Someone shot her?
 
Gunshot wound to the head. I'm sorry.
The coroner says she died instantly.

I can't believe it.
She was fine when I left.

You live together?

Um, yeah.
Two country girls in the big city.
I didn't want to come here,
but Mary Beth said
she'd take care of me.
Mm. That's funny, huh?

Lindsay?
Your trip to San Francisco?

Yeah. Um, just overnight, for work. *ํ•˜๋ฃป๋ฐค ๋™์•ˆ
I had just landed when you called.

Mary Beth's an elementary
school teacher, right?

Um, she was, yeah. But last year
I got her a job where I work,
at the model life center downtown.
Mary Beth was the boss' assistant.
And I'm an event planner.
I help the doctor plan NLP
seminars around the country.

What's NLP?

Neuro-linguistic programming.

Uh, well, "sneaky ways
to influence people"
doesn't sound quite as catchy. *๊ธฐ์–ตํ•˜๊ธฐ ์‰ฌ์šด

Well, Dr. Daniel changes lives.

Royston Daniel?

Yes. He's the best.

Uh-huh.

Who's Royston Daniel?

Dr. Royston Daniel is
one of the country's
preeminent hypnotherapists. *๊ฑธ์ถœํ•œ, ๋›ฐ์–ด๋‚œ ((in)); ํ˜„์ €ํ•œ

 

#
Mary Beth is dead?
Oh, my god.

- You knew Mary Beth then?


- Sure.
I-I met her at the model life center.
I'm taking Dr. Daniel's NLP course,
to help me be a better salesman.

Did you spend a lot
of time with Mary Beth?

At the Monday class...
uh, I didn't understand the exercise.
Mary Beth spent her whole
lunch explaining it to me.
She's a great teacher.
Patient, you know?
Even with a dope like me. *dope ๋ฉ์ฒญ์ด, ์–ผ๊ฐ„์ด

So now do you remember
who hypnotized you?

I got nothing. I'm sorry.
Mary Beth...
What happened to her?

We should go take a look at Daniel
- and this model life center.


- Let's bring Carl.

- What for?
- Uh, it's where the hypnotists are.

Oh. Carl is still our
prime suspect in this.
We can't use him as bait.


Well, as long as we don't
lose him or break him,
then what's the problem?

 

#
"Get what you want from
whoever you want"... scam.

Not to mention bad grammar.

Neuro-linguistic
programming is not a scam.
It's the science of
willpower and persuasion
and communicating more deeply.
- A way to better your life.


- Yeah, scam.

A scam that can better your life.

Ooh, deep. You two stay here.

 

#
Good afternoon.
My name is Dr. Royston Daniel,
and I'm gonna teach you
the secrets of
neuro-linguistic programming.
Many of you may not fully
believe in the power of trance,
but I promise, you will.
Excuse me, young man. This
is not the moment. I'm s...

Wake.

What's going on?
Dr. Daniel, what happened?

Ladies and gentlemen, a round
of applause for Mike here
for being such a good sport.
As you may know, I am Dr. Royston Daniel.
You're all here because
you want something.
You want power
or you want money, you
want love, you want...

I... I want a quick
word with you privately.

I'm in the middle of
something right now.

Oh, it's very important.
It's about your boat.

My boat? I don't have a boat.

No, it's on fire.

Rick, get security, would you...

- Look, sir, I don't know what...
- sir?

Your assistant Mary
Beth has been murdered.

California Bureau of Investigation.
We'd like to speak with you.

You're gonna have
to... excuse me, folks.
Um, my associate, Mr. Rick Tiegler,
will conduct the
seminar from here on in.
I hope to see you again soon.

Okay. Good. Uh...
As Dr. Daniel has shown,
trance is incredibly powerful.
We're gonna teach you
how to unleash that
power for yourselves.
Let's start by relaxing
with a few simple breathing exercises.
Then we're gonna show you
how to supercharge your life.
How does that sound?
How does that sound?

 

#
Hi, Dr. Daniel.

Carl, is this the man
who hypnotized you?
- Let's have a look at those eyes.


- Hey.

Jane. Do you know this man?

Well, his face is familiar.
Is he one of my students?

Mm...
No.

Rigsby, speak to Dr.
Daniel. Take Jane with you.
Carl and I are gonna
go back to the seminar.
That way, I know he
won't get lost or broken.

- Can we use your office?
- Yes, this way.

I'll catch up. ๊ธˆ๋ฐฉ ๋”ฐ๋ผ๊ฐ€์ฃ 

 

#
This is terrible.
Poor girl.
I had a bad feeling when she
didn't come in this morning.
It's not like her to disappear.

Did she have any, uh, pr...
problems lately?
Bad breakup? Anybody
who might wanna hurt her?

Um, I... I wouldn't know.
Mary Beth's personal life was her own.

She was brought in to us
by Carl Resnick out there.
He was hypnotized to think
she was a big bag of potatoes.

Hmm. Strong stuff.

That's an old shot.
Who could have done that?

Oh, very few people have the talent
- to create a trance that powerful. Very few.


Other than you, of course. *other than ...์™ธ์—

Hmm.

Where were you last night
between midnight and 6:00?

Oh. Wait now. You think
I killed Mary Beth?

- Did you?
- Well, maybe I need a lawyer here.

Maybe. I wouldn't have a clue.
- Rigsby, is he gonna need a lawyer?


- Uh, Dr. Daniel, tell us about your students.
Uh, what kind of people want
to get whatever they want
- from whoever they want?


- Who... who wouldn't want to make their life better?

Using trance as a tool,
NLP can help everyone
from insomniacs, soccer moms, *soccer mom ็พŽ ๋น„๊ฒฉ์‹ ์‚ฌ์ปค ๋ง˜(์ž๋…€๋ฅผ ์Šคํฌ์ธ , ์Œ์•… ๊ต์Šต ๋“ฑ์˜ ํ™œ๋™์— ๋ฐ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋‹ค๋‹ˆ๋Š๋ผ ์—ฌ๋…์ด ์—†๋Š” ์ „ํ˜•์ ์ธ ์ค‘์‚ฐ์ธต ์—„๋งˆ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ€๋ฆฌํ‚ด)


to high-powered executives,
smokers, the weight-challenged.
Anyone who wants to improve his life.

And control the lives of others?

Some of my students want to
sell to their customers better
or make people like and respect them.
There's nothing wrong with that. Right?

Oh. Excuse me.
Uh, Royston, I just have the files
for the, uh, advance work
- for the seminar in San Francisco.


- Lindsay, you came in.

Yeah. I just had to keep busy, you know?

Well, thanks. But you don't
belong here. Not today.
Whatever this is can
wait. It's not important.

What?

I'm, uh, otherwise
occupied, as you can see.
Go home. Grieve.
Don't worry about us. We'll survive.
Take care of you.

Right.
Sorry. This was, uh...
It was a bad idea.
Sorry.
I'm sorry.

"Take care of you"...
That's the smoothest
blowoff I've heard all day. ์ฐธ ๋ถ€๋“œ๋Ÿฌ์šด ๋ง๋กœ ์ซ“์•„๋‚ด๋Š” ๊ตฐ์š”

 

#

I have a question for you
guys... are you feeling it?

Yes!

- Are you feeling it?
- Yeah!

Are you guys feeling it?

Yeah!

All right. Now I'm gonna talk
to you guys individually, okay?
And I may ask one or two of you
to come up on stage and help me.
- Would you do that? Would you come on stage and help me?


- Yeah!

- What are you doing here?


- What do you want me to do here?

Uh, I'm sorry. I actually
thought you were someone else.

Sir?

I'll be right back.

Mr. Tiegler!
Stop!
Mr. Tiegler!

- Didn't like the class?
- Cuffs.

Looks like I caught
the mystery hypnotist.

Got what you want from who you want.
NLP stuff seems to work.

Come on. Buddy, come on.

Come on, man. Let's go.

 

#
I'm not talking about Carl. I
don't know anything about him.

Okay. Let's talk about your job.
Agent Rigsby asked around at the center.
Everyone says you're Dr.
Daniel's number one guy.

I'm proud to assist Dr. Daniel.
I'm good at what I do.
That's what the model life is all about.

If anyone could put the hex *hex (๋‚จ์„ ํ•ดํ•˜๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด) ๋งˆ๋ฒ•์„ ๊ฑธ๋‹ค (→curse)
on Carl Resnick, it's you.

I wouldn't say that. No.

Did you ever try your
stuff on Mary Beth Hendrix?

I'm not talking about her either.

Are you a drinker, Rick?
Would you like one now?

Are you offering?

No.

I'm not a drunk. I'm just
under a lot of stress.

I understand. Were you drunk
when you killed Mary Beth?

- I didn't.


- That's right. You didn't.
But if something happened
when you were drunk,
that means you had diminished capacity.
It means you're not responsible
like you normally would be.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I know that.

Well, is that how it was? ๊ทธ๋•Œ๋„ ๊ทธ๋žฌ์†Œ?


Maybe, uh, I don't really know.

Tell me what happened.

Yesterday I kind of asked Mary Beth out.
She said no.
Actually, she said no way...
In hell.

So last night you were mad,
maybe went to a bar to forget.

Yeah, I kind of hoisted a few. Dozen. *hoist (ํ”ํžˆ ๋ฐง์ค„์ด๋‚˜ ์žฅ๋น„๋ฅผ ์ด์šฉํ•˜์—ฌ) ๋“ค์–ด[๋Œ์–ด]์˜ฌ๋ฆฌ๋‹ค
But I mean, come on.
Every... everybody needs to
let off a little steam, right?
I lasted till about 1:00,
And then I...
I kind of blacked out.
And then when I woke up,
It was 5:00 a.m. And I was
in Mary Beth's living room.
I was standing over her body...
And I was holding a gun.
I could smell the powder, but...
I was just standing there,
as calm as could be.

So you killed her?

Yeah, I guess I did.
But like you said, I'm...
I'm not responsible.

And after you killed her,
that's when you decided
to use your skills
to frame Carl Resnick?

We'd been partners in a trance exercise,
and I'd put him under a couple of times.
After that, it just gets easier,
especially with someone like Carl.
He's such a cream puff. *์†์–ด ๋ชป๋งˆ๋•…ํ•จ (์ค๋Œ€๋‚˜ ๊ธฐ๊ฐœ๊ฐ€ ์—†๋Š”) ๋ฌผ๋ ์ด[๋ฌด๊ณจ์ถฉ] (=wimp)

What did you think would happen
when Carl dragged a murdered
girl's body to the cops?

Did you think Carl was
getting out of there alive?

Well...
  
Rick, we're charging you with
the murder of Mary Beth Hendrix.
Stay put.

- Really?
- Really.

 

#
Be with you in just a sec. ์ž ์‹œ ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ์„ธ์š” *(I'll be with you)
Oh, hey, boss.
Has Cho searched Tiegler's place yet?

He's getting a warrant now.
I just finished up with
the student interviews.
- How's it going here?


- Yeah, a couple more teachers to go, but, uh,
so far nobody knows anything
about Mary Beth or Tiegler.

I can't believe Rick killed Mary Beth.
Do you think Dr. Daniel
will set up a place to
make donations in her name?
- A charity for a school would be good.


- He's still here?

Yeah. I've been helping Agent
Rigsby parse the sub modalities *parse [๋ฌธ๋ฒ•] <๋‚ฑ๋ง์˜> ํ’ˆ์‚ฌ·๋ฌธ๋ฒ•์  ๊ด€๊ณ„๋ฅผ ์„ค๋ช…ํ•˜๋‹ค; <๋ฌธ์žฅ์„> ํ•ด๋ถ€[๋ถ„์„] *modality ์–‘์‹, ์–‘์ƒ

 

 of the teachers' language patterns.

 

- Translating their double-talk... *๊ตฌ์–ด [U] ๋‚จ์„ ์–ด๋ฆฌ๋ฒ™๋ฒ™ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ํ•˜๋Š” ํ—ˆํŠผ์†Œ๋ฆฌ; ์•ž๋’ค๊ฐ€ ์•ˆ ๋งž๋Š” ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ, ์• ๋งค๋ชจํ˜ธํ•œ ๋ง
"reframing", "pacing", *reframing ์žฌ๊ตฌ์„ฑ
uh, "representational systems". *์ „๋ฌธ ์šฉ์–ด ๊ตฌ์ƒ์ฃผ์˜์ ์ธ (→abstract)
I don't get half of what these guys say.

What are you doing?

What? Uh, nothing.

Are you mimicking me?
It's called modeling. You, uh,
model yourself on your subject.

Subject? You're not
trying this NLP crap on me.

No. Sort of.
- You said this would establish a rapport.


- Well, it needs work.
I'm going back to the office.
Come and see me when you're done.

I don't believe this
NLP stuff works at all.

You will.

 

#

No pineapple on this one.

Mmm.

- Oh, no, thanks.
- You have to.

- It's tradition. The case is closed.
- Mm.

Mm? There's no mm on this one.
An hour ago, we found the
gun that killed Mary Beth
In Tiegler's apartment
with Tiegler's prints on it.

Plus, you know, the confession.

Didn't Rick Tiegler's
blackout strike you as weird?

Well, he got drunk. He
blacked out. He killed someone.
Who hasn't been there? I'm kidding.

Tiegler came out of a drunken stupor *come out of ~์—์„œ ๊นจ์–ด๋‚˜๋‹ค *stupor (์ˆ ·์•ฝ๋ฌผ·์ถฉ๊ฒฉ์œผ๋กœ ์ธํ•œ) ์ธ์‚ฌ๋ถˆ์„ฑ
Standing upright over a body
Instead of facedown in a pool of vomit. *with the face down
It sounds more like a
trance than a blackout.

 

Somebody hypnotized Tiegler
into killing Mary Beth
And hypnotizing Carl?

It's possible.

I didn't eat all this cheese
and grease for nothing.
This case is closed.
You're just seeing
suggestion everywhere, Jane.
- You're too suggestible. * ๋‚จ์˜ ์˜ํ–ฅ์„ ๋ฐ›๊ธฐ ์‰ฌ์šด


- Mm.

- Oh, right, too much of a control freak for that?


- Hmm. Pot meet kettle. Kettle, pot. ๋ญ ๋ฌป์€ ๊ฐœ๊ฐ€ ๋ญ ๋ฌป์€ ๊ฐœ๋ฅผ ๋‚˜๋ฌด๋ผ๋„ค์š”

*pot calling the kettle black.

*pot-kettle  ์‹ ์กฐ์–ด ์ž์‹ ์˜ ์ฒ˜์ง€๋ฅผ ์ƒ๊ฐํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š๊ณ  ๋‚จ์„ ๋น„ํŒํ•˜๋‹ค

Hi. Agent Lisbon,
I'm, uh, here for my sister's
effects from our apartment.

- Agent Rigsby'll help you.
- Thank you.

Miss Hendrix, quick question.
- Do you believe Rick Tiegler killed your sister?


- Jane.

Actually, uh, I kinda don't.
How did you know?

Why don't you come to my office?

- I... I'm so sorry.
- It's okay. It's fine.

Control freak.

 

#
I'm so sorry to be bothering you guys.
I...

What exactly is your concern, Lindsay?

Yeah, it's just...
it's been nagging at me,
But, um, did, um, did Rick say
how he got into our apartment?

No.
He said he was blacked out. Why?

Mary Beth... she really disliked him.
I mean, really, really disliked him.
I can't imagine she
would just open the door and
let him into our place.

Well, he couldn't
have broken in.
The BFS report says the
front door was undamaged.

I don't get it. I mean, we
had a dead bolt and a peephole. *dead bolt ๋ฐ๋“œ๋ณผํŠธ ((์Šคํ”„๋ง ์ž‘์šฉ์ด ์—†์ด ์—ด์‡ ๋‚˜ ์†์žก์ด๋ฅผ ๋Œ๋ ค์•ผ๋งŒ ์›€์ง์ด๋Š” ๊ฑธ์‡ ))
*peephole  (๋ฌธ·๋ฒฝ ๋“ฑ์— ๋‚˜ ์žˆ์–ด์„œ ์•ˆ์„ ๋“ค์—ฌ๋‹ค๋ณผ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š”) ์ž‘์€ ๊ตฌ๋ฉ


Mary Beth was all security-conscious
- ever since she and Royston got mugged.


- She and Dr. Daniel?

Yeah, when he took her
to Maui for the weekend.
- Some kids... they mugged them. It was awful.


- She and Dr. Daniel were dating?

For six months now.
I thought he told you.

And voila? *์ž ๋ด, ๋ณด๋ž€ ๋ง์ด์•ผ, ์–ด๋•Œ ((์„ฑ๊ณต·๋งŒ์กฑ์˜ ํ‘œ์‹œ))

- Would you excuse us for a minute?
- Yeah.

Daniel told us Mary Beth
was just his assistant.
- He didn't know anything about her private life.


- So Daniel lied to us. Why?

- Well, embarrassment, fear, privacy...
- Guilt maybe.

It's probably nothing,
but it is a loose end. *(ํŠนํžˆ ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ์˜) ๋ฏธ์ง„ํ•œ[์„ค๋ช…๋˜์ง€ ์•Š๋Š”] ๋ถ€๋ถ„

That Tiegler's defense
attorney could hang us with.
We better go pick up Daniel.

If we walk, you could burn
some case-closed pizza calories.

 

Cute.


Go inside and find out everything
- About her sister's relationship with Daniel.


- Okay.

Hey, Lindsay. I want you to tell me
exactly when Mary Beth
started dating Dr. Daniel.


No, um, Royston would
never hurt Mary Beth,
Not in a million years, if
that's what you're thinking.

 

#
I really am quite busy, you know.

We'll have you back
here very soon, doctor.

- If you could just tell me what this about...
- Just a few questions. That's all.

Yes, a few questions about what?

I'm not sure, sir. I
won't be the one asking.

Oh, come on, agent. Just a hint.

You know, you're far too
pretty to be so solemn. * (๋ง·ํ–‰๋™ ๋“ฑ์ด) ์—„์ˆ™ํ•œ
Ah, the curse of the pretty girl.
You've been told you're gorgeous
since you were 12 years old,
And now you can't bear to
hear what most women long for.

I have a job to do. That's all.

Are you really that
tough? I didn't think so.

You don't know anything about me.

- No?
- No.

You're ambitious,
More than you'll let anyone see.
A girl from nowhere will
desperate to make it big,
But you worry that you'll
always be small town, small-time,
You haven't got what it takes,
And that's why you're so shut
down to everything but this job.

Dr. Daniel?

No offense, but I've been
working with Patrick Jane
For nine months now.
You want to get under my skin? *…์˜ ์„ฑ๋ฏธ๋ฅผ ๊ฑด๋“œ๋ฆฌ๋‹ค(=irritate somebody).
You're gonna have to up
you're game. Shall we?

 

#
I'll tell you again, Agent Cho.
I wasn't sleeping with my assistant.

The assistant's sister
says different, doctor.


Then she's lying or misled somehow.

In November, the two of you
didn't go to Paris for a week?

On business, yes. I travel
extensively, teaching.

The same story for 23 minutes now.

Maybe he's telling the truth.
Maybe it's Lindsay Hendrix who's lying.

No, this one's lying. Notice
how he can't break eye contact? *๋ˆˆ์„ ๋งž์ถ”๋‹ค

I'll get the truth out of him. Look,
agent Cho, I came here out of courtesy.
Now if there's nothing
new, I'd like to go.

- Hey, Cho. May I?
- Sure.

Dr. Daniel, tell the truth.
You'll feel better. Trust me.

I'd like to go now.

Rigsby, hey!

Whoa!

All right, all right, we were together.
- We'd been dating since September, okay?


- It feels better, doesn't it?

- Agent Rigsby, outside. Come on.
- You broke my nose, you crazy bastard.

- Dude, I'm fine. This is ridiculous.
- Gun and badge.

- Boss, come on. I...


- now!
Damn it, Wayne. Do you
understand what you just did?

Oh, dear.

I know.

No. No, this.

No. No way.

Yeah, afraid so. He's been hypnotized.

Oh, dear.

 

#
- Oh, I've been hypnotized, have I?
- Mm-hmm.

You're gonna make me
do embarrassing things,
- Pretend like I'm Tina Turner or something?


- You wanna be like Tina Turner?

Jane, trust me. I'm not hypnotized.
I feel fine, totally normal.

- Normally you don't break the noses of suspects.


- What... what are you talking about?
I just questioned the guy.

Do you think this
could be psychological?
- Some sort of psychotic break? *์ •์‹ ์ฐฉ๋ž€


- No, hypnosis. That's all.

I thought you couldn't
hypnotize somebody
- Against this moral character.


- Rigsby has a brutal streak. *(์‚ฌ๋žŒ์˜ ์„ฑ๊ฒฉ์—์„œ ํŠนํžˆ ์ข‹์ง€ ๋ชปํ•œ) ๊ตฌ์„[๋ฐ]
If you didn't know, now you know.
It's not an uncommon trait
- in those that choose to go into police work.


- I'm calling a shrink anyway. *์†์–ด ์œ ๋จธ ์ •์‹ ๊ณผ ์˜์‚ฌ, ์‹ฌ๋ฆฌํ•™์ž

No, wait. Deeply hypnotized subjects
Are very suggestible and
have very little inhibition. *๊ฒฉ์‹ (ํ–‰๋™·๊ณผ์ •์˜) ์–ต์ œ[๋ฐฉํ•ด]

Rigsby, do me a favor. Close your eyes.
Please.
Now relax. Don't tell
me, but think about it...
Think about what you most
want to be doing right now.
You can do anything you
like in the whole world.
What are you gonna do?
I want you to open your eyes and do it.
Do whatever you like.


Oh, yeah. That's what I'm talking about.

Huh. Okay, he's hypnotized.

Well, unhypnotize him.
- You sure?


- Do it.

I can't.
The hypnotist uses a specific trigger
To induce a trance.
Unless I know that trigger,
I can't get him out.

- I have to go.
- Where do you have to go to?

- I can't tell you. I'll see you later.
- Rigsby, no.

- No, no. This is good. This is very good.


- He's not a guinea pig.
- Rigsby, stay here. That's an order.


- I'm sorry, boss. I have to go.

Hey, Rigsby, you can't leave.
You can't. You're not well.

Cho, stop messing around. I'm fine. Hey!


Talk to him, Grace. He'll listen to you.

Rigsby.
Please stay.
Please?

Okay.
But not for long.

Come on. Come sit with me.

Okay.

 

#
Rigsby didn't talk to Tiegler, did he?

- Nope.


- So Tiegler didn't do this. Maybe he didn't kill Mary Beth either.
It looks like you're right.

Rick Tiegler was put in a
trance by the real killer
- And thought he just blacked out.


- And the same person put Rigsby under. *๋งˆ์ทจํ•˜๋‹ค

We need to question
everybody Rigsby interviewed
- At the NLP Center and anyone else he talked to.


- It has to be Dr. Daniel, right?
- He's the only one with the chops to do this.


- And plus he lied about sleeping with the victim.

No, no, no. Whoa, whoa.
Why would he want Rigsby
- To smack his own face into a table? *ํƒ ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋‚˜๊ฒŒ ์น˜๋‹ค (=bang)


- Although why would anyone else want Rigsby
- To smack Daniel's face into the table?


- My guess? The smacking of the face into the table...
Unintended side effect of
a deeper hypnotic command.

- Command to do what?


There's the rub. *๊ฒฉ์‹ ๋˜๋Š” ์œ ๋จธ ๋ฌธ์ œ, ์–ด๋ ค์›€

Let's find out.

 

#
I do not need this right now.

Jane's off doing his thing?

Yes, and I should be with
him. What the hell happened?
Tiegler got off on bail just like that? *๋ณด์„์œผ๋กœ ์„๋ฐฉ๋˜๋‹ค

No record and he's not a flight risk.
Plus, it's Judge Milton.
He set the bail at $50,000.

- $50,000 for an accessory to murder charge? *(๋ฒ”ํ–‰์˜) ์ข…๋ฒ”[๋ฐฉ์กฐ์ž]


- Well, that's the thing.
- ADA dropped it to obstruction. ADA๊ฐ€ ๋ฐฉํ•ดํ•˜๊ณ  ๋‚˜์™”์–ด์š”


- A deal?
I was not consulted.

Me neither. Tiegler found
some juice somewhere. ํ‹ฐ๊ธ€๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€ ๋ˆ์ค„์„ ์ฐพ์•˜๋‚˜ ๋ณด์ฃ 
Got a defense attorney from
Horton & Fleer, whole nine. *All, complete, everything

- Find out about Tiegler's bail.
- All right.

Hello, agents.
Nice day, huh, to be
walking free in the world?

You need supervision.
We think you might have been hypnotized
- by Mary Beth's killer.


- Really? That's your play?

- You could be in danger, sir.


- You're the danger, lady.
You threw me down a marble staircase.
- Look at this bruise.


- No, thanks.
Mr. Tiegler, what if I'm right?
What if you were hypnotized to
take the blame for Mary *์ž˜๋ชป์˜ ์ฑ…์ž„์„ ์ง€๋‹ค
Beth's murder, and the killer
- is still out there? That would make you a loose end, right? * (ํŠนํžˆ ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ์˜) ๋ฏธ์ง„ํ•œ[์„ค๋ช…๋˜์ง€ ์•Š๋Š”] ๋ถ€๋ถ„


- You cops will try anything, won't you,
to make me doubt myself?
You and my mother.
Well, it's not gonna work.
I'm living the model life.
You have a very good day, Agent Lisbon,
And try not to bruise anyone.

Tiegler's bond? Tiegler didn't post it. *(๋ณด์„๊ธˆ์„) ๋‚ด๋‹ค

- Who did?
- The Model Life Center, incorporated. *(๋ฒ•์ธ ์ธ๊ฐ€๋ฅผ ๋ฐ›์€) ์ฃผ์‹ํšŒ์‚ฌ

- Really?
- Yep.

- Look into it.
- Okay.

I gotta get back.

 

#
Why are we here?

I wanted to bring him somewhere
where he felt safe, relaxed,
something that brought
him back to his childhood,
before he started getting hurt.

- Hurt by who?
- Yeah, hurt by who?

Well, whoever. Uh, none of my business.
Here we are.
Please, have a seat.

- Nobody hurt me, okay?
- Jane, don't upset him.

I know what I'm doing.

Are you still on this hypnosis kick? *(๋งˆ์•ฝ์ˆ ์˜) ๊ฐ•ํ•œ ํšจ๊ณผ
- I'm telling you, you're wrong.


- Rigsby, I'm gonna have to ask you to trust me, okay?
Try and trust me. I'm gonna
help you break this trance.
No one's gonna hurt you, okay?
Bring you back to your normal self.
You'd like that, wouldn't you?

You've got it wrong.


- Maybe so.
I mean, everybody makes
mistakes, don't they?
That's life, huh?
Ups and downs.
Look at those swings...
Up... and down.
Up... and down.
That's life.
Relax into it.
Nothing to worry about.
Up... and down.
Up... and down.
Up...
And down.
How are you feeling? Good?
Tingling in your hands? *tingle ๋”ฐ๋”๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ๋‹ค, ์–ผ์–ผํ•˜๋‹ค
Buzzing? *buzz ์œ™์œ™๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ๋‹ค

- Tingling, I guess, a little.
- That's good.

Now you're watching those swings.
Up... and down.
Up... and down.
Let yourself drift away.
Feel the tension release...
Watching the swings.
You're doing it all on your own.
That's very good.
All on your own. ํ˜ผ์ž ํ•ด๋ด์š”
Now I have to find the hypnotic trigger.
It could be visual,
auditory or physical.
Watching the swings.

- Dude, don't feel me up, man. *feel sbd up (ํŠนํžˆ ์›์น˜ ์•Š๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์˜) ๋ชธ์„ ๋งŒ์ง€๋‹ค[๋”๋“ฌ๋‹ค] (=grope)

 

- Deep breathing.
Breathe in. Feel the breath.
Feel the breath out.
In...
And out.
That's good.

Jane, stop.

- What?


- Just...
Just stop. Okay? I got a
splitting headache. Just... *์‹ฌํ•œ ๋‘ํ†ต

You're just breathing,
Rigsby. Just breathing.
No one is hurting you.

No, you are. You're hurting me. Stop it!
- Stop doing your stuff on me!


- Your reaction is part of the suggestion.
It's a built-in defense mechanism ๋ฐฉ์–ด๊ธฐ์ œ์š”
- to stop me trying to help you.


- Rigsby, let Jane help you.

Stop. I... I've gotta get to...
- I... I've gotta go! I've gotta get out of here.


- Wayne! Wayne, stop!

He's in too deep.
If you try to stop him,
he'll probably hurt you.

 

#
Hello, Dr. Daniel.

Agent Rigsby? Thank god you're here.
Help me.

Shut up, Royston.
Wayne, thank you for coming.
Thank you for helping me.

Well, I had to come. 

 

I know.

 

#
Hey, Lindsay. I want you to tell me
exactly when Mary Beth
started dating Dr. Daniel.

No, uh, uh, Royston would
never hurt Mary Beth,
If that's what you're thinking.
Not in a million years. ์ฃฝ์—ˆ๋‹ค ๊นจ์–ด๋‚˜๋„์š”

This is just routine. Relax.
We'll be done in no time. *๊ณง


I will. I'll relax.
I feel very relaxed with you, Wayne.
Very safe.
Very safe and relaxed
sitting next to you.
I feel like I could tell you
anything... Anything at all. *๋ฌด์—‡์ด๋‚˜
Let me tell you about Dr. Daniel.

 

#
I know.
And don't worry.
Everything's gonna be fine now.

Agent Rigsby.
Agent, I want you to relax
and listen very carefully
to the sound of my voice.
You've got to listen
to me, for God sake!
You've gotta...

 

#
I was so in love with you,
you arrogant bastard.
And all you wanted was Mary Beth.
That stupid cow!
And I thought that if I
could finally get rid of her,
that you would see me
and love me for who I am!


But you were in San Francisco
when Mary Beth was murdered.

Yeah, but they have these
things called rental cars.
Then I drove up there *์ž๋™์ฐจ๋กœ ์˜ค๋‹ค
and I did the deed, *deed ๊ฒฉ์‹ ๋ฌธ์˜ˆ์ฒด (๋ณดํ†ต ์•„์ฃผ ์ข‹๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ์•„์ฃผ ๋‚˜์œ) ํ–‰์œ„[ํ–‰๋™] (=act)
and then I hypnotized
that Skeezebag Rick
to take the blame for it.
Got back just in time
to catch my flight.
And then when I got off the plane,
I thought that Royston and
I would finally be together,
that he would see me for
the gifts that I have.


- But he didn't see you.
- No, he didn't.

- It's hard when they don't see you.


- What a moron I was.
What a moron.
I came to you, and you said to me,
"Oh, it's not important.
We'll do fine without you.
Go home."
Do you remember that?
Look at me!
And I knew in that moment
That you would never love me.
Never.
So now you're gonna die.
Rigsby...
He hurt me.
He hurt me, Rigsby.
You love to protect women, don't you?
I saw how you looked at
that red-haired agent.

Grace. Her name's Grace.

Wayne, I need your protection right now.
I need your help with a special job.
- You'll help me, won't you?


- Sure. What do you need me to do?

- I need you to take...
- Hello, Rigsby.

Hey, is that...
Venus or Mercury?
Hansel and Gretel had
bread crumbs. I had Rigsby. ๋ฆญ์Šค๋น„๋ฅผ ๋”ฐ๋ผ์™”์ฃ 
I knew he'd lead me to the guilty one,
so I put a tracking
device in his pocket.
Bingo.

Smart...
Except for the part
where I have the gun.

Oh, I have a gun, too. Lisbon?

Drop the weapon!

So predictable.
Rick!

You should put the gun down now.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

Drop the weapon, agent Lisbon.

Tiegler, this is your first
day out on bail. Don't do this.

Shut up! I said drop it!

Best do as she says.

Oh, I'm impressed, Lindsay.
There's not three people in the world
that could've done
an induction on a cop. ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ์—๊ฒŒ ์ตœ๋ฉด์„ ๊ฑธ ๋งŒํ•œ
But Rigsby's guard was up when
he was with Dr. Daniel and Carl.
And you?
You just crept through the cracks, ํ‹ˆ ์‚ฌ์ด๋ฅผ ๊ธฐ์—ˆ์„ ๋ฟ์ด์ง€
you sneaky little mouse.

Well, I was never the
sparkling, vivacious one. *๋ช…๋ž‘ํ•œ, ์พŒํ™œํ•œ
That was Mary Beth.
And all the boys loved her,
never me...
Until I went to work for Dr. Daniel.
Then I realized I have a talent
for reaching people's unconscious.
People let their defenses down with me. ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์€ ๋‚˜์™€ ์žˆ์œผ๋ฉด ๊ฒฝ๊ณ„๋ฅผ ๋Šฆ์ถ”๊ณ 
They trust me.
Finally, I was worth something.
Finally, I'm in control.


Look around yourself.
Are you in control now?
All these people here have to die.
That's not control. That's madness.
You're having a nervous
breakdown, Lindsay.
You need help.
We can help you.

It's beautiful night for a swim.
Don't you think?

Yeah.

The ocean is so nice tonight.
Hear the crash of the
waves, Rigsby? It's peaceful.

- Yeah, it's nice.
- It's not nice, Rigsby. It's not the ocean.

Hey, now why don't you take
Royston for a little swim?
Show him that dark, beautiful ocean.
 
- No.


- That's right. Take him for a swim.
I love night swims. Don't you?

Stop. Rigsby, don't.

Rigsby, listen to me.
Listen to my voice.

Why don't you take Jane for a
swim? I think he wants to go.

- No, no, no, no. I... I don't want to. I don't wanna go!
- Rigsby!

Come on, let's go swimming, Jane.

- No, no! It's... it's not water down there! It's concrete!


- The water's gorgeous.
- Mr. Jane loves to swim, just like you do, Rigsby.


- Stop, Rigsby. Stop!

Yeah, take him for a swim.
Take him over. He wants to go.
- Push him over, Rigsby.


- No, Rigsby! Shark! Shark! There! See it?
- It's a great white.


- Sharks? Where?

- There's no sharks, Rigsby. The water's fine.
- She's lying.

- Just take him in! Throw him in!
- She wants you to get eaten.

- Who is this woman?
- Throw him over. Throw him over!

Don't...

- Shoulder? Ah, it's the shoulder! Shoulder! Wait! Wait!
Throw him in, Rigsby!

Gun! Gun! Damn it!

Yes. Gun. Thanks, Rigsby.
You, my friend, have
been in a trance state.

- Get outta here.
- Oh, I'd love to.

Come on.

Let's go.

Jane, would you untie him?
Come on.

 

#
I don't know. I just
suddenly came out of it
And then, uh, boom. Just had
to take her down, you know?

Yeah, you took down a 100-pound woman,
- But in that context, you did good.


- What do you mean, "in that context"?

Oh, in the context of someone
letting himself get hypnotized,
Nearly throwing his
colleague off a building
And then finally being able to
overpower a small crazy woman *์ œ์••ํ•˜๋‹ค
To retrieve the
situation... you did okay.

Oh, be fair... a small crazy
woman with a gun. A gun is a gun.

And anyone can be
hypnotized. She was very good.

See? Very good.

Not as good as me,
but close. Close-ish.

Which is why the
professional standards unit
Has cleared you for
assaulting Dr. Daniel.

You weren't yourself.
But he is now, right? Himself?
Completely unprogrammed?

Yes, he is.

Last two days are gone,
- But other than that, I'm good to go. *๊ทธ๊ฑฐ ๋ง๊ณ ๋Š”


- Oh, so you don't remember anything
From when you were hypnotized?

Fragments, but, no, not really.
Thank goodness, right?

Yeah.

Oh, lord. Did I make a fool of myself?
Cluck like a chicken? I
didn't do Tina Turner, did I?

No. You were perfectly normal.

Oh. Good.
That's a relief, eh?

Coward.

What?

You honestly don't remember it?

- Don't remember what?
- He remembers.

He so remembers.

What?

It'll come to you. ์ƒ๊ฐ๋‚  ๊ฑฐ ์˜ˆ์š”

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