I have to go out in The World.

Hi.

- Hello.

Why didn't you use your key?

Can I come in?

Er... I'm on my way out.

OK.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Why can't you trust me?

I don't wanna talk about it, Nance.

- Is it me? Are you turned off to me?

- No.

Why don't you want me anymore?

I'm tired, that's all.

I'm not an idiot.

Nance, what I'm doing is affecting me.

I'm on your side, you know?

I don't know, I...

I don't understand

what's happening to you.

Neither do I.

Maybe we should 

cut loose for a while.

Yeah.

Yeah. OK.

Steve?

Forget it.

I don't understand how you let

those guys work me over like that.

Welcome to 

The Detective Division.

We're gonna have 

to find another way,

because I'm not getting 

paid enough to go through this.

You think I enjoy it? 

We're looking

for A Killer. 

We gotta make 

it convincing.

Look, the guy was innocent.

You worked him over

like he shot The President or something.

You destroyed that kid.

You didn't even 

have a case against him.

You fingered him.

I didn't think anybody

was gonna go that far with him.

Sometimes you only get 

that one chance.

He didn't have a knife.

I didn't come on this job to shitcan

some guy just cos he's gay, Captain.

You're gonna come into days 

where you have to 

collar a dozen guys like that.

Scared, weird little guys 

who don't know why they 

have to do what they do.

It isn't their fault,

it isn't your fault, 

it's the job.

I can't do the job.

I don't think I can do the job, Captain.

I don't think I can handle it, that's all.

I don't know...

It's just... It's...

Things happening 

to me, you know.

I don't know that I can handle it.

I want you to know that it's not

because I'm afraid or anything.

It's just stuff going down,

I don't think I can... 

I can deal with it.

I need you.

You're my partner

and you can't let me down.

We're up to our ass in this,

and I'm counting on you.

Steve...

This is from the Columbia University yearbook.

These pictures go back two years.

There's a check mark

next to every student

who ever took a class from

that Columbia professor 

who got killed.

I'd like you to take this

and see if you can 

recognise anybody.

'Registrar's office. Good Morning.'

Yes, I'm trying to locate a student, Stuart Richards.

He's in The Department

of Music and Speech.

'Is he enrolled in 

the summer session?'

Er... yes, I believe he is.

'Would you wait just a moment, please?'

Yes.

- 'Hold on.'

- Yes.

'The last address I have

on Stuart Richards...'

Hold on just a second, please. Yes?

- 'It's 140...'

- One-forty.

'Claremont Ave., Morningside Heights.'

- Thank you.

God, what is this? 

Sheep shit?

What do you expect

for 50 cents a pack?

I didn't realise things

were getting that rough.

I think my old man's about 

to draw the line again.

He turned me down on a car.

Oh, yeah?

He doesn't understand 

why I'd want a car to do 

research in a library that's 

right across the street

from where I live.

So what are you gonna do?

Live within my meagre means

and continue my thesis on the roots of the American musical theatre.

All in the way of buying 

two more years before 

I have to go out in The World.

I didn't mean your 

Plans for Life, Stuie. 

What about tonight?

Don't call me Stuie, OK?

Sorry.

I got a lot of stuff 

to do tonight, Paul.

I have to go out. 

I should do more work.

Well, if you get tired of studying,

Maybe I can get my old man

to adopt you.

You're too kind.

You noticed.

Father, 

I need to Talk to You.

I wish just once you'd say

something positive to me.

I've tried to do

everything you wanted,

but it's never good enough.

I've Taken it for Granted

that You Understood, Stuie.

You know what 

You have to do.

'You know what 

You have to do.'

Yes?

I'm looking for Ted.

I got the room next door.

You must be the 

famous John Forbes.

You must be Greg.

Yeah, looks as if 

I got back just in time.

What do you mean?

Do you usually come barging in

on Ted at dinnertime?

I don't know whether

that's any of your business.

Wrong. It's exactly my business.

Anyway, you struck-out tonight.

Ted isn't here.

Where is he?

If you must know, 

he's out working an IBM machine 

in a primo brokerage house.

It pays well because normal folk

don't like working at night.

It's good for him, 

cos when he's out 

working he's not out 

getting involved.

If you know what I mean?

No, I don't know what you mean.

No?

No.

Ted is too sensitive to 

have too many involvements.

We found that out with 

the last piece of trash 

that moved in —

It must be something about 

that room, the people 

it attracts, do you suppose?

You bastard.

Pussy.

Come on, you cocksucker!

Just do it again and I'll 

call The Police, asshole!

Fuck.

Oh, shit.

Motherfucker!

You're in love with him.

You love Ted, don't you?

You're crazy, Mister.

You ought to be committed!

You wanna play, 

I'll play with You!

Get out.

You Can Still Learn at a Crooked University

You Can Still Learn at a Crooked University

“….you can learn a fair bit by attending a crooked University —

I mean, well, you can you can learn how to withstand corruption, right?

I mean you can learn how to craft an argument as an undergraduate 

that's so solid that even the professors who were ideologically motivated, 

are compelled by whatever is left of their conscience to grade you appropriately 

and so that's difficult but it's possible — 

But as A Psychologist, especially if you want to be a clinical psychologist…. 

Look, the only anything Clinical Psychology has to offer in terms of Curative in terms 

of the Curative process is Truth —I mean people come to a psychologist to confess.

I'm dead serious about that — you know the person comes to tell you 

the diagnostic process is a confessional process,  the person comes in —

— if you don't know that clinical psychologists are 

secular priests you're just not really paying attention —

— so so the I mean that even historically I mean Carl Rogers 

was a seminarian for crying out loud,

he was a Christian m Christian Missionary, that's a good example there I mean

 there were secularist humanist psychologists but they're just 

Christians who didn't know it, so — so the person comes in 

and and they tell you their troubles, and 

they have to do that honestly because otherwise you don't know 

what their troubles are neither do they and that's a confessional process 

and if you're very careful when you're the listening ear which is part of the diic process 

then they believe they can trust you and hopefully that's The Truth and then they can lay their cards on the table and you can start to understand why they're suffering and then if you help them strategise in relationship to their suffering they can find their way and that's a Redemptive process aimed at atonement and that's all predicated on logos right the core of the dialogical process and logos is the spirit of Truth aimed the spirit of Truth oriented by love and that's how the therapeutic process works it's a recreation of the optimized parental environment that's another way of thinking about it but that all falls apart in the absence of a strict commitment to humility and truth and if the psychological profession has abandoned that and which has happened to a large degree now in no small part because of compulsion by law you have to validate the person's identity that's that last bloody thing you do as a therapist you come to see me and ask me to validate your identity it's like go find someone else to to talk to you know it's like if you're if you're in the garden of paradise already I'll validate your identity but if you're stumbling around stupidly suffering like everybody else then we're going to do some investigation to find out just exactly what's wrong with your identity not how it's perfect already right and and I'm not I'm not making light of this it strikes right to the core of the matter every every form of therapy is conversion therapy right you convert the poor miserable blind stumbling bastard into something halfways capable of living in the world which is what you're trying to do to yourself and you better do that with your eyes open and in truth and if you don't do that as a therapist well you're not a therapist I mean you're someone who thinks that their job is to convince 13-year-old girls to to chop off their breasts — yeah ha ha it's terrible it's terrible what's happened it's terrible it's brutally [Applause] barbaric and it's part it's part it's a part it's part of a very very deep lie and my profession is unbelievably complicit in it and it's appallingly shameful just as it is in many ways to be academic so I don't know what to tell you about pursuing the profession what I can tell you there's great books you know read them ignore your