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Thank you for taking some time for me.
That's really nice.
My pleasure Dr. Zollner.
I'm always happy to help a colleague.
Especially when I have the feeling - like in Ms. Hansen's case - I've overlooked something.
I don't think you have to accuse yourself for anything.
You know she's a woman who possibly saw her husband dying.
And something like this can evoke a--
post traumatic disorder, yes, I know.
That's right.
But what I'm interested in is more--
Yes, yes I know.
The time after.
The most important thing is to regain emotional stability.
In case of a chronic disorder it can lead into a hostile and distrustful attitude against society.
The consequence is social retreat and alienation.
It occurs excessiv shock reactions, panic attacks.
In Ms. Hansen's case I've advised a 6 week prohibition from work and a therapy.
And?
Ms. Hansen cut the therapy short.
I understand.
Have you neurologically examined Ms. Hansen afterwards again?
No.
She already got transfered.
Maybe that was the mistake.
In the accident report it says that there haven't been any skid marks, you know?
I mean, I wonder... did she lose conciousness? Did she just let it happen? Or...
Did she do it on purpose.
Damn it, Max! We have nothing!
We just couldn't get out of there.
What means you couldn't get out of there?
What did you do there?
Playing hide and seek in the barn?
Hey, honey.
You *** her.
I mean why not?
She's an *** woman.
I don't know what I would do if I would spend one night with her ... observing.
Don't. Do. That.
The broken soul, hm?
My ***!
After the catastroph in your life you want to ruin everyone else's.
But not on my watch! I swear to god!
***!
You sleep with me. With Max. What's next? A threesome?
Is it that what you want?
You two use me.
To distract from your problems.
Oh yeah? And you use us to get over your messed up life.
Back then
when we were sitting in the car
Martin and me
and he told me that he's sleeping with someone else
that he wants to live with her
I hated him.
It's my fault he died.
Back then I swore to myself I wouldn't fall in love again.
Until now.
You have touched something in me what I thought had died with him.
But *** it! Why Max?
I wanted to hurt you.