Professor T (2021) s03e02 Episode Script

1
MUSIC: "Sinner You Better Get
Ready" by Clarence Buzz Chestnut.
-(keys jingling)
-(gate rattles)
# Sinner, you better get ready
# Sinner, you better get ready
Hallelujah
# Sinner, you better get ready
# The time is coming
That the sinner must die
# Sinner man, you'd better pray
# The time is coming
That the sinner must die
# For it looks like Judgement Day
-# The time is coming
-(door buzzes)
# That the sinner must die #
Jasper! What on earth
have they done to you?
(ominous music playing)
(breathes shakily)
(theme music playing)
Mother,
why are we in the therapy room?
It is singularly inappropriate.
-I'm agoraphobic.
-Since when?
(Adelaide) Since 20 minutes ago.
Have you see the flotsam
that accumulates
in places like this?
Yes. I am one of them.
Mother, why are you here?
Oh, dear heart, I'm here because,
other than what I read
in the newspaper,
I am completely in the dark.
My dear boy, don't you realise
the damage you're doing
to your reputation?
The university have passed
your students
over to Professor Haiden.
(melancholic music playing)
Some of the dons are choosing
to interpret your silence
as an admission of guilt.
There are moves afoot,
Jasper, to cut you loose.
Are you protecting someone?
I've now had a full statement
from Simon Lanesborough.
"When I arrived at the Police HQ,
DCI Brand was waiting
with a police-issue Glock 22,
which she aimed at my face".
"She deliberately lured me
to her office".
What deal is he asking for?
None of that is true.
(soft suspenseful music playing)
(Christina over recording)
I'm still at the office,
working late.
Why don't you come by
when you've finished
doing whatever you're doing?
You're saying you didn't lure him?
-You're playing games.
-(smacking keyboard)
(Christina over recording)
Got a surprise for you.
I'm playing games?
I lured him to the office
to arrest him.
-(gun clicks)
-Whoa! Whoa!
(Hines) "Realising DCI Brand
was about to shoot me,
I turned to leave,
only to be confronted
by Professor Jasper Tempest
aiming a shotgun at my head".
"I was caught
in a pincer movement".
"It was obviously planned".
You and Professor Tempest,
according to Simon Lanesborough,
you were lovers.
(music intensifies)
-(door creaks)
-(indistinct chatter)
(door closes)
I am Reverend Hall.
I'm DI Donckers.
This is DS Winters.
-(Dan) Hi.
-I'm the father of the
father of the groom.
That's my son, Graydon,
and my wife Catherine on the sofa.
Your colleague, I believe,
is by the pool.
And who's the young woman?
(Virgil) That's Rosemary.
A friend of Graydon's.
-Reverend, I'm sorry to
-Ah, Virgil.
Look, I understand
you have a job to do,
but I must ask for compassion
and discretion.
We will do our best
to minimise intrusion.
Thank you.
(indistinct chatter over radio)
(Paul) Make sure the pool room
is completely out of bounds
until I tell you otherwise,
yeah? Thanks.
-(Lisa) Morning.
-Morning. Right. (sighs)
The deceased was Greta Parkes.
Greta Hall for a few hours.
Twenty-five years old.
Her parents died in a car crash
when she was 17.
No brothers or sisters.
The wedding ceremony reception
was held in the hotel,
-all paid for by Reverend Hall.
-He introduced himself.
Britain's top televangelist,
apparently.
-Mm.
-And this is where she drowned?
She could've drowned in the bath,
dumped in the pool.
The post-mortem will answer that.
What I'm hearing is,
she went for a swim
middle of the night,
new husband's fast asleep.
Initial findings,
no obvious signs of a struggle.
According to the guests I spoke to,
Greta didn't drink,
didn't take drugs.
She was found at 6:00 a.m.
by one of the hotel cleaners.
-Mm.
-Are we treating it as murder?
Until we know otherwise,
a suspicious death.
(soft suspenseful music playing)
(pills rattling)
(Dan sighs)
(prisoners yelling)
-(door alarm buzzing)
-(indistinct chatter)
(Steddon) Pass.
-What?
-(Steddon) You want to go in,
show me your pass.
I'm not going in.
I have a parcel
for Professor Jasper Tempest.
(tempo music playing)
Right, I'll make sure
that the prisoner gets it.
Perhaps I should've warned you,
before your infantile urges
got the better of you.
One day you will wake up
and wonder,
"Why is my life such
a completely chaotic mess?"
And realise, "That strange woman,
maybe this is her doing".
(suspenseful music playing)
(breathes heavily)
(pills rattling)
(birds chirping)
Wilfred, if there's one thing
I abhor, it's nepotism.
-Indeed.
-And you know I will not plead.
If it meant forfeiting my life,
I would never demean myself
by pleading.
Well, forbearance
is the hallmark of your creed.
-Are you quoting?
-Of course not.
Well, why do I find myself
in a situation
where I'm compelled to advise
my oldest friend
that he has the power to ensure
the wellbeing of my son?
Adelaide, I'm not sure
what you're asking me to do.
Is it the Appointments Board
that's got you in a frit?
No.
Well, then, you can ensure,
as dean of the college,
Jasper's position
is not under any threat.
-But if the court rules against
-Oh, yes,
that his tenure should hang on
the whim of some capricious,
too-many-sherries-at-lunch judge?
Adelaide, I've already petitioned
the appointments board.
I found myself
in a minority of one.
(Christina) Hines started asking
about Jasper.
Lanesborough claims he aimed
the gun at his head,
pulled the trigger.
If he hadn't grabbed the barrel,
he'd be dead.
He's only got
Lanesborough's word for that.
No. His prints
are all over the barrel.
(sighs)
So, it's not about discharging
an unlicensed firearm any more.
Jasper doesn't need to know.
There's no need to worry him.
He's about to get charged
with attempted murder.
Hines is just trying to scare me
into confessing.
That's not gonna happen.
What's he got to gain
by charging Jasper?
A scalp.
(melancholic music playing)
(door knocking)
(Dan) Come in.
Hello, Graydon, mate.
Do you wanna take a seat?
Oh, sorry, those
those shouldn't be there.
Took ages getting it right.
My dad kept saying,
"Not quite. One more".
Wanted that perfect picture.
How long is this gonna take?
(Dan) I'm asking everyone
the same question.
And would it be possible to access
any phone footage you have
from yesterday? We'll make sure
it's returned to you.
Yes, yes, of course.
(paper rustling)
Just so you know, I've spoken
to each of the families.
You can be sure
of complete cooperation.
(mysterious music playing)
I was her bridesmaid.
Best friends since primary school.
I don't think it's any secret
Greta had a troubled past.
She'd been expelled
from one school.
It wasn't a big deal.
Greta joined our church
about a year ago.
(Nuala) She'd lost her parents.
Wanted answers.
She reached out,
and by the grace of God,
turned her life around.
(Graydon) My father showed her
the path to Jesus.
We lost touch for a while.
I was so pleased
when I got the invitation.
Why does God
let things like this happen?
I don't usually drink alcohol.
I must've fallen asleep.
Something woke me up.
Greta wasn't there.
(tense music playing)
I heard a scream.
When I got closer,
I realised it was a body.
People say I screamed,
but I don't remember.
Mm.
Look, I don't wanna throw
any shade or anything,
but you need to be talking to Fabe.
He got caught stealing
from the bride's room.
Fabian Scholes.
I terminated his contract.
MUSIC: "Hard Times Come Again
No More" by The Longest Johns.
(sighs)
(pills rattling)
# Let us pause in last pleasure
(indistinct chatter)
# And count its many tears
# While we all sup sorrow
With the poor
(groans softly)
# There's a song that will linger
Forever in our ears
# Oh, hard times come again
-Keep moving.
-(wheels rattling)
# 'Tis the song
The sigh of the weary
(Burridge) Hey!
-(Burridge speaking indistinctly)
-(Steddon speaking indistinctly)
# Many days you have lingered
Around my cabin door
(Burridge) And whose fault is that?
(Steddon) Get your hands off me!
Get back in your box.
(Burridge) I welcomed you
into my home!
# Though we seek mirth
And beauty
# And music light and gay
# There are pale forms waiting
By the door
# Though their voices are silent
Their pleading looks will say #
(Steddon) Oi, mastermind. (claps)
You've wangled another
therapy session. Come on, up.
(indistinct chatter)
I'm gonna have a word
with the governor
and put a stop to this.
Go on.
(soft music playing)
(Helena) At our previous meeting,
you talked about the scaffolding
-that you'd built around yourself.
-(Professor Tempest) Yes.
At some point,
scaffolding comes down
to reveal the building underneath.
The scaffolding
is not the building.
Those those rules
that you gave yourself
the rules are not you,
nor is your job.
I may be about to lose
my professorship.
This self that we construct,
it's one of the chains that,
you know, we bind ourselves with.
But when it's not
who we really are,
it can be destructive.
I'll take it, put her through.
Dr Goldberg.
Er, yes, I was hoping to speak
to DCI Brand.
(Paul) DCI Brand isn't here.
I'm DI Rabbit.
Right. Well, I'm calling
on behalf of Professor Tempest.
How can I help?
If you could use his expertise,
an official request
to the prison governor
would allow him some hours
of respite from his incarceration,
-and that
-Er, yeah, I don't think that's
To feel useful would make
a massive difference
to his state of mind, you see.
The case we're working on
is an accidental death.
(sighs) Right, okay. Sure.
Well, thank you for hearing me out.
(Lisa) Until yesterday,
you worked as a cleaner
at the Fen Ditton Manor Hotel.
No comment.
Oh, if something
is an established fact,
you don't have to say "no comment".
(Fabian over speaker) No comment.
(scoffs)
(Lisa over speaker)
You were caught stealing
from the room of Greta Parkes,
as a result of which
you were fired.
No comment.
(Lisa) That was before the wedding,
but earlier this morning,
around 5:00 a.m.,
you were seen back at the hotel.
Why?
I wasn't. Who saw me?
How did you feel about being fired?
Felt great. Top of the world.
Did you go back looking
for revenge?
-No comment.
-(suspenseful music playing)
We have evidence that you were
there when Greta Parkes died.
(Fabian over speaker) Guess what
no comment.
(Graydon) # Thought you look sweet
# Upon the seat
(both) # Of a bicycle
Built for two #
(door knocks)
(Dan) Come in.
I have a confession to make.
Okay.
After you interviewed me,
you called in Rosemary.
Er, Rosemary Parrish.
I didn't come forward earlier
because I was ashamed.
Of what?
I was listening outside.
Why?
I knew she'd lie.
And did she?
She said she was invited.
But she wasn't?
Of course she wasn't.
She's Graydon's ex.
They didn't want her there,
but she's, like, maleficent.
-She turned up, anyway.
-(tense music playing)
Dan,
I'm just putting you on speaker.
(Dan) Apparently, Rosemary wasn't
just a friend of Graydon's.
She was his ex.
She turned up uninvited.
(Lisa over mobile phone)
You bringing her over?
I thought I'd talk to Graydon
first, see if he confirms it.
Dan, the techies have unlocked
Greta Parkes's phone.
I'm biking it over.
Okay.
(Paul) Search-trained officers have
been through Fabian's flat.
Found a bag of clothes,
expensive stuff.
Nametags matching
some of the wedding guests.
Also, a lock'n'lock with enough
coke for an intent to supply.
You think he killed Greta Parkes?
He was there. He had a grudge.
(Dan over telephone) How long
can we hold the guests for?
(Paul) Good question. (sighs)
We've got two suspects
and we're up against the clock.
I'm bringing in the professor.
How?
-You ever seen The Great Escape?
-(tense music playing)
(Dan) So, Graydon
Rosemary Parrish
(inhales deeply)
she wasn't invited.
That was an oversight.
She was more than welcome.
How long were you with Rosemary
before you met Greta?
We were friends
at secondary school.
She was part of the church.
And then Greta came along?
Turned your head?
(chuckles)
How did Rosemary take it?
When we split up,
I let a respectable amount
of time pass
before I asked Greta out.
How long's a respectable amount?
I know this might sound
ridiculous to you
but young people who don't have sex
before marriage
our beliefs
(sighs) My faith
will get me through this.
Were you unfaithful to Rosemary?
(tense music playing)
Of course not.
And did she believe you?
Without absolute honesty,
the cardinal virtues
are meaningless.
(sirens wailing)
-One hundred and sixty-five grams.
-Personal use.
One-fifty is intent to supply.
You're looking at seven years.
Dream on. Everybody does coke.
The judge has probably had
a toot before he puts his wig on.
I'm getting a suspended,
and you know it.
You wanna take that chance?
You need a leg up
on the swimming pool thing.
I'm willing to negotiate.
Drop the theft
and the coke charges,
or I'm back in "no comment" land.
-(phone beeps)
-(sighs)
For the benefit of the tape,
there'll be no further action
on these charges.
Okay. Yeah (sighs)
I went back to the hotel.
-I went back to pick up
-(tense music playing)
a bag of clothes I'd stashed.
When I walked past the pool,
I saw this bird lying there,
-face-down.
-(Lisa) Anyone else around?
I heard footsteps.
Somebody running.
-I heard a door slam.
-You get a look at this person?
Sort of. Not really.
-Male, female?
-Hard to say.
So, what did you do?
(Fabian) I'm hoisting a bag
of contraband,
what do you think I did?
I'm not gonna hang around, am I?
You could've saved her.
Why didn't you raise the alarm?
You could've saved
that young woman's life.
Maybe I could, maybe I couldn't.
But none of it matters.
We made a deal.
I'll honour your deal.
Forget the drugs,
forget the theft
you just admitted
to gross negligence manslaughter.
Carries a maximum sentence of life,
and I will do everything I can
to make sure that
that is exactly what you get.
Wait, no, how was I supposed
to know I could've saved her?
No comment.
There are over 200 messages
from you to Greta,
threatening to expose her,
threatening to kill her.
Why would she keep those?
Because she was scared?
I mean, you call her
"a slut"
"a nasty, two-faced liar, a whore".
I mean, what exactly
were you threatening
to expose Greta with?
That wasn't me.
Somebody took your phone?
No. It's not who I am now.
When Graydon left me, I
had a breakdown.
All right,
you threatened to expose Greta.
I thought, because of her past,
there might be something.
And was there?
No.
(door alarm buzzing)
MUSIC: "I'll Be Free"
by Robert J. Walsh.
(Steddon) In.
# I've been waiting so long
(door closing)
# To be free
(Steddon) Move.
# From all these chains
Open.
# Somehow shackle me
(door alarm buzzes)
In.
# Like lightning through
The night #
The prisoner has been granted
a four-hour pass.
You get him back late,
I'll have him in solitary.
-Does he have to wear that?
-Your clock's ticking.
(Lisa)
These are pretty serious threats.
But do you think she's capable
of carrying them out?
I mean, we don't even know
if a murder's been committed.
Dan, you look awful.
Thanks.
Here, look at this.
It's Greta's searches.
Hymenoplasty.
-(Dan) It's basically where they
-I know what it is.
So much for no sex before marriage.
Did you check with the pathologist?
She didn't get it done.
(Dan) So, Graydon finds out
she's not a virgin
Un-intact hymen doesn't mean
she's not a virgin.
I mean, do you think Graydon
would see it like that?
He waited, she didn't.
All this talk of honesty,
all the time,
she'd been lying to him.
MUSIC: "God's Gonna Cut You
Down" by Shelby Lynne.
# Ooh
-(door opens)
-(alarm beeps)
# Ooh
(Paul) Two suspects.
Fabian Scholes, cleaner.
Sacked by the hotel for stealing
from the bride's room.
Returned early to the hotel
the next morning.
Saw Greta face-down in the pool.
Denies murder.
Rosemary Parrish, the groom's ex
sent death threats to the bride,
turned up uninvited.
It's like starring
in my own movie
# Gonna tell that long-tongue liar
Gonna tell the midnight rider
# Yeah, the rambler
The gambler, the back biter
# Tell 'em God's gonna cut 'em down
# Tell 'em God's
Gonna cut 'em down #
(vocalizing)
(tense music playing)
(Paul) Message from Dan.
He's contacting us
from the 19th century.
Reckons the bride's
lack of chastity
puts the groom in the frame.
I'll take you to the incident room.
I need to see where she drowned.
Okay.
CCTV cameras don't work.
(Lisa) Maybe the killer knew that.
(Dan) If there is a killer.
(Professor Tempest) May I?
(ominous music playing)
-(Professor Tempest) Ah.
-What? What are you thinking?
(gasps) Dan!
(Dan grunts)
(groans)
Show me!
Why are you at work?
I'm all right, I'm all right.
I just
(crowd cheering,
applauding over laptop)
(over laptop) And finally,
my biggest thanks go to Graydon,
the love of my life.
I vow from this day on
to apply the teachings
of the church
(crowd applauding)
(Professor Tempest) Thank you.
And this one, please.
What is it we're looking for?
A murder does not exist
in isolation.
Fissures appear,
both after and before the crime.
These fissures, if you locate them
and follow them,
may lead you to the killer.
# Daisy, Daisy
Give me your answer, do
(Greta) # I'm half crazy
Do we have this from another angle?
# All for the love of you #
Er
(romantic music playing)
Jasper Hieronymus Tempest,
do you take
Christina Annafrid Agnetha Brand
to be your lawfully wedded wife?
# Daisy, Daisy
Give me your answer, do
# I'm half crazy
All for the love of you
# It won't be a stylish marriage
For I can't afford a carriage
(both) # But we'll look sweet
# Upon the seat
Of a bicycle made for two #
No!
It's what you asked for.
When I said no, I meant, erm
-You meant yes?
-I meant yes.
# Daisy, give me your answer
Do #
Mute it, please.
Let us preserve our sanity.
You found a fissure?
Who discovered the body?
I must've screamed pretty loud,
cos the manager came running out
and dived right in.
And Dele, the doorman.
They were dragging her to the side.
-What happened next?
-(mysterious music playing)
The groom came running out.
Clive was there, he's a cleaner.
The reverend jumped in, too.
-They pulled her out.
-Thank you.
-You've got 45 minutes.
-I need to see the body.
Are you sure that's the best use
of your time?
I'll know that when I've seen it.
(soft music playing)
(wheels rattling)
Er, keep her covered
except for the lower extremity.
You see these marks?
Mm-hmm.
You are familiar with the use
of NPs and quantum dots
to develop latent fingerprints?
-Of course. We can try.
-Thank you.
(pen clicks)
We can cast all doubt aside.
Greta Parkes was murdered.
George Joseph Smith, 1915.
He was bigamously married
to three women. He killed them.
-(Lisa) Yes, that rings a bell.
-(tense music playing)
All three.
And, typical of psychopaths,
lacking the most basic
of imaginations,
in all cases,
he used the same technique.
He waited until his victims
were luxuriating in a bath,
and then pulled them up
by the ankles.
-The case was solved by
-Sir Bernard Spilsbury.
It is considered to be
the beginning
-(mobile phone beeps)
-of modern forensics.
It's the pathologist.
Traces of fingerprints
were found on Greta's ankles.
But it's too blurred for a match.
I brought the car round.
We've got ten minutes
to get you back.
-Greta was murdered.
-By who?
Without time to complete
a psychological profile,
I cannot possibly say.
We need to go.
Reinterview the people closest
to the victim.
Ask them "why" questions.
Easier for a perjurer
to say what they did
than why they did it.
-(Paul) Professor
-Utilitarian ethics may be in play.
This will make the killer
seem plausible.
They believe they did
nothing wrong.
(sighs)
Two minutes to spare.
Detective Inspector Rabbit,
ever since you picked me up
you have barely looked me
in the eye.
What are you concealing?
DCI Brand didn't wanna worry you.
And you are torn?
Hines's inquiry has swung
from Christina to you.
Lanesborough said
you tried to shoot him.
His quick reactions saved his life.
DCI Brand does not need to worry.
(Paul) Professor
shooting up DCI Brand's office,
you were looking at a suspended
and a fine,
and you'd be out of here soon.
We both know attempted murder
carries a maximum sentence of life.
(soft music playing)
(seatbelt clicks)
(Paul sighs)
(sirens wailing)
Have you visited Jasper yet?
I saw him this morning.
He's been beaten up,
he's emaciated.
His nerves are shredded.
How can you let this happen?
His refusal to speak up
in his own defence
seems to be motivated by some
fathomless infatuation with you.
-Did he say
-Oh, he doesn't have to say it.
If you had the merest
bat squeak of compassion
you'd put an end to this charade.
Dear God, woman!
(gentle music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
Aw
Reverend,
looking at your statement,
you didn't mention
you jumped into the pool.
No. Course I jumped in.
-(Lisa) Why?
-Well, to save Greta.
By the time you got there,
your son and two members
of hotel staff
were already in the pool.
Yes. Yes, there were.
So why did you jump in?
Well, looking back at it now,
it was an act of panic.
Faced with death, none of us
knows how we'll respond.
You can let everyone know
they can get ready to leave.
If you could ask Graydon
to come in.
Course.
-(door opens)
-(sighs)
This won't take long.
Graydon, can you tell me
why Greta went for a swim
on her wedding night?
I've answered that.
I've answered everything.
Why are you doing this?
Well, didn't she have
anything better to do?
-This is ridiculous.
-Do you know what hymenoplasty is?
I can guess.
Why would Greta
be researching that online?
Did you discover
she wasn't a virgin?
It was against your religion.
All this time you'd been together,
she'd been lying to you.
-(Graydon) But I didn't know.
-Why?
Why didn't you know?
Because we didn't make love.
-She wouldn't.
-Why not?
(inhales deeply, sighs) She said
she said she had something
she had to go and do.
What, go for a swim?
She won't have sex
and you've guessed why.
You must've been furious.
You really have no decency, do you?
Furious enough to hold her
underwater until she drowned?
(door shuts)
We've got nothing. (grunts)
Under pressure
narcissists dissociate.
They do not lie, they simply
create an alternate reality.
-However, under this scenario
-(tense music playing)
(Paul) Uh-huh.
the killer
may incriminate themselves.
We need to go.
-Give it a go?
-Mm-hmm.
(alarm blaring)
People, I'm sorry.
Can I have your attention?
Er, I'm very sorry,
this is not a drill.
I must ask you to leave your bags
and wait
in the designated area outside.
-Copy that.
-Come on, let's go.
(Professor Tempest) I would suggest
that you need to create a vacuum,
which will serve to bring
the killer out into the open,
as they try to cover their tracks
and eradicate the evidence.
-(indistinct chatter over radio)
-(police officer) Copy that.
Let's go.
(Virgil spits)
(Lisa) What have you got
in your hand?
(water dripping)
(chain jingles)
I wanted to spare my son
the pain of seeing
Greta's ankle chain.
It had got trapped in the filter.
You think that was likely,
and you were in the process
of checking it out?
He wanted to go back
for one last look.
Have you any idea
how ridiculous you sound?
(tense music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
Virgil.
Thank you so much for today.
My pleasure.
(Lisa) We found fingerprints
on Greta's ankles.
We know how she was killed.
(grunts)
(Greta) I'm telling Graydon
the truth.
-You can't change my mind.
-Then, why are we here?
I wanted to give you time.
Work out what you're going to say.
(sighs)
May God forgive you.
-(grunts)
-(Greta screams)
(breathes heavily)
(sombre music playing)
(door thuds)
(Lisa) Virgil Hall,
you are under arrest
for the murder of Greta Parkes.
You do not have to say anything
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, I've got plenty to say.
Don't touch me!
You think I wanted to kill her?
You think I had any choice?
Good God.
When you've carried
the faith of thousands,
then you can judge.
I could not allow the faith
of those good people
to be destroyed.
-By your affair with Greta?
-Affair? One one encounter.
She tempted me.
She tempted me. Oh, yes.
She threw my teachings
back in my face.
She wanted to be honest.
If she'd told Graydon,
everything I'd worked for would've
been razed to the ground.
She followed what you preached.
She wanted to be honest
with her new husband,
and you killed her for it.
To protect my family, my wife,
my congregation.
You'll never convince me
that I did wrong.
What I did caused pain,
of course it did,
but was it wrong?
No.
I did not have enough evidence
to risk sending you
in a direction that might prove
to be erroneous.
What made you go to the path lab?
Comparing the wedding photographs
with the autopsy images,
I knew the object I'd seen
in the filter
was the bride's ankle chain.
Well, when did you suspect
the reverend?
(Professor Tempest) The bride
and groom were singing.
All the guests looked from one
to the other, except one.
Virgil Hall studied Greta.
He was trying to figure out
what she was gonna do.
(Professor Tempest)
The first fissure
was his dive into the pool.
To erase the evidence.
A flaw in his perfect picture.
(sombre music playing)
-(Professor Tempest) I have to go.
-Okay.
(mobile phone beeps)
(indistinct chatter)
(Helena) Letting go of
that constructed self is never
less than extremely difficult.
Behind the mask is
often, unbearable pain.
The true self was not sufficient
to secure the mother's love.
This is less than illuminating.
(inhales deeply)
The boy who does well at school,
wins prizes,
never lies,
never gets into trouble,
that boy is validated
by the mother's love
validated by society.
So the idealised self is adopted.
The authentic self is rejected.
I I fail to see what you hope
to achieve with this approach.
You talked about
the constructed-self buckling.
Jasper, when you can admit
that the idealised self
is not the authentic one,
that creates an opportunity
for change.
Which self is making the sacrifice?
You are straying dangerously close
to offering advice
advice about a situation
you know little about.
(door closes)
(Hines sighs) Jasper Tempest
you're charged
with the attempted murder
of one Simon Lanesborough.
You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention
when questioned something
which you later rely on in court.
Do you have anything to say?
No.
(theme music playing)