"It's just amazing." "I mean, nothing fits me anymore- my dresses, my belts, my stockings." "Well, of course, Mrs. Walker, you've lost almost 50 pounds." "Even my earrings are loose." "And to think I owe it all to you, Bob." "You've made me lose my appetite." "Thank you, Mrs. Walker." "Before I started working with you, Bob, food was everything to me." "I mean, it was really my whole life." "You know, like a juicy corned beef sandwich... roast chicken and dumplings, fruit, Danish pastry... pies, cakes, malts, sundaes..." "Yeah." " a baked potato with sour cream and chives... fresh bread with butter and honey, biscuits... ham and sweet potatoes, roast turkey and dressing..." "You know- - peaches, cherries, peanut butter... and..." "Twinkies." "You know, it's wonderful that you've gotten over this lust for food." "I think so too, but..." "I have a bigger problem now, Bob, and I don't seem to be able to handle it." "Well, I wonder if we could hold it until our next session, because our time is almost up." "I love you, Bob." "Gee, I wish you'd, uh, brought that up at the beginning of the session." "Well, I wanted to, but I had to get all that food out of the way first." "Bob, you took care of me when I was fat and ugly." "My husband was embarrassed to be seen with me because I was so much bigger than him." "I had no one-only you." "You're beautiful, Bob." "Well, thank you, Mrs. Walker, but, of course-of course, this isn't real love." "This is transference, and it very often happens between a doctor and a patient." "And in our next session, we can discuss how to handle it." "Don't tell me what love is." "I've been married 12 years, and this is nothing like that." "This is love." "Well, this may feel like the real love... but this is this kind of love." "Do you understand what I mean?" "I guess you don't." "Excuse me." "Yes?" " Mr. Phillips is here." "Thank you." " Please don't send me away like this." "Well, I'll tell you what." "After Mr. Phillips leaves..." "I have a free hour, and we can talk then." "How do you feel now?" " Very hungry." "I know what I'll do." "I'll wait for you across the street." "What's across the street?" " A new 84-flavor ice cream place." "No." "No." "You're gonna come with me." "Where are we going?" " I'm gonna put your mouth in a safe place." "Uh, Jerry, listen." " Ah." "Look at this retainer, Bob." "Like a piece of sculpture..." "A work of art." "And where is it gonna end up?" "In a museum with my name under it?" "No." "In a mouth with a tongue under it." "Jerry, listen." "I got a problem." " Okay, Bob." "Just hop in the chair here, and we'll talk about it." "No, Jerry." "It isn't my problem." "Listen." "I need a favor, and it's an emergency." "Oh." " How long does it take to clean a lady's teeth?" "Half an hour." " Can you do it twice?" "What's she been eating?" " Nothing yet, but I want you to keep her here for an hour." "Okay" "Jerry, this is one of my patients." "This is Mrs. Walker." "Hi." "Hop right in." "Put your little feet up there." "There you go." "Okay." "My, you're a big one." "Okay." "Open wide, please." "My, what a lot of teeth." "This looks like it's gonna take a long time." "I'm so glad we worked all of that out." "I really feel so much better." "My head's straight." "My teeth are clean." "I just feel wonderful." "Well, I feel good too, and I'm glad you understand it isn't real love... just transference." "A lot of my women patients experience it..." "Even some of the men too." "Oh, hi, Mrs. Walker." "I'm glad you're still here." "I just ﬁnished developing your X-rays." "Your teeth are perfect." "Your hand and your foot are okay too." "I just have one more thing to say." " What's that?" "You can call it whateveryou like, but I'm still in love with you." "What do I owe you for cleaning her teeth, Jerry?" "The rest of that story." "Hi, honey." "I'm home." " I'll be therein a minute, dear." "Honey, can you hurry up?" "I'm starved." "I can't believe how much food I listened to today." "Emily is that you?" "Yeah." "Uh, can you help me?" "I can try." " My zipper got stuck." "Glad you're home." " Honey, you need a shoehorn for your head." "You know that?" "Hi there." " Hi." "Well, what kind of day did you have?" " You don't wanna hear about it." "Oh, well, we'll have a nice dinner, and then you'll forget about it." "Good." "Where are we gonna eat?" " I made a reservation for us at the Rack of Beef." "The first time I called, they said they wouldn't have a table for two hours... sol pulled out the old Dr. Hartley routine, and we'll have a nice table in 15 minutes." "Emily, I wish you wouldn't do that." "I'm just a Ph.D., you know." "Oh." "Well, I'll call them, and I'll tell 'em you're a Ph.D.... and then you can eat in two hours with all the other Ph.D.s." "I guess you're right." "You know what I had there once that was really delicious?" "An omelet with those little meatballs." "Little meatballs sound good." " Yeah." " Oh." "Hello?" "What can I do for you, Mrs. Walker?" "Yes." "I know you love me." "But as we discussed in the office, that's a different "ﬂove."" "Well, it's a different kind of "ﬂove" from..." "From the other kind of "ﬂove."" "It's not a real "ﬂove."" "Well, what are you feeling now?" "Don't do that, Mrs. Walker." "Put down the Twinkie." "All right." "I'll see you tomorrow." "Right." "Good-bye." "Now, what were you saying about those little meatballs?" "Emily, why are you taking off your coat while I'm putting mine on?" "Because while you were on the phone, I got a little warm." "You were listening." "Well, it's hard not to listen when your husband is on the phone... with someone who "ﬂoves" him." "Kind of catches your ear, you know?" "Emily, why are we talking about this?" "It's not real love." "It's transference." "It happens all the time." " Mm." "It's like an occupational hazard." " Mm-hmm." "Well, just think of me as a rock star, with fans." "I can't." "Emily, what Mrs. Walker feels for me is nothing." "I mean, the same thing happens to you in your work." "When a kid stays after school to clap erasers, it's because he wants to be close to you." "Bob, that is an eight-year-old child." "When a grown woman wants to clap your erasers, that's a little different." "Emily, put on your coat." "We'll go have dinner, we'll talk about it, and then we'll forget about it." "Okay." "I guess it was a little silly of me... but, you know, for a minute there, I did have a little twinge of jealousy." "But it's all gone now." " Good." "I think I just had another twinge." "What does she look like?" " When Mrs. Walker first came to me... she was very, very fat." "What does she look like now, Bob?" "Not bad." "Oh, I just had my third twinge." "Emily, sit down." "Now I wanna straighten this out right now." "I mean, I know it's important to you, and it's important to me... and I know I can make you understand." "I love you more than anything in the world." "I mean, I have never loved anyone this much... and I never will love anyone this much." "I mean, now-Does that reassure you?" " Just keep talking." "I'll tell you when you get there." "Ready to go, Bob?" "It's 6:00." " Yeah, Jerry, just packing' up some things to take home." "Boy, this is gonna be some terrific game tonight." "The teams are so evenly matched." "Did you know the Vegas odds are 6-to-5, take your pick, or 7-to-5, with half a point?" "You know, I've never understood that." "It's easy to explain, Bob." "You want to bet on tonight's game, right?" "Okay." "You be you;" "I'll be Vegas." " Somehow I ﬁgured you were gonna be Vegas, Jerry." "Right." "Okay." "Now, let's say you wanna bet $10, right?" "No." "That's too complicated." "You wanna bet $12." "Okay." "If you win, you win $22..." "Your $12, plus the $10 I put up." "Now, if I win, I win your $12, plus the $10 that I put up." "Now, if the odds were 5-to-6, you'd win just the opposite." "Now, if you wanna give or take half a point, all you have to do is..." "Jerry." "Jerry." "Let's just forget Vegas rules, and we'll play my rules." " Uh-huh." "What's that?" "I'll bet you a quarter." " Okay." "But if I win, you owe me 30 cents." "Listen, uh, watching the game tonight at your place is gonna be okay with Emily, isn't it?" "I mean, it's not gonna be like last time?" "She's cool, huh?" "Oh, yeah." "We talked it all out." "I get to watch Monday Night Football." "And she gets all-new furniture for the apartment." "Sounds reasonable." " Yeah." "Oh, Howard's gonna join us tonight." "Oh, fine, terrific." "I'll follow you home, right?" " Fine." "Okay." "Oh, Dr. Hartley, I'm so glad you're still here." "I just have to talk to you." "Well, I was on my way home." "Uh, Jerry, you remember Mrs. Walker." "Sure, sure." "No cavities." " I'm sorry to bother you like this... but I didn't know where else to go..." "Who to talk to." "Oh, uh, Bob, why don't I wait for you downstairs, huh?" "No, Jerry." "Wait." "This won't take very long." "It'll only take a couple minutes, won't it, Mrs. Walker?" "Well, I don't know." "My husband and I split up tonight." "Oh." " Yes." "I told him about us." "Excuse me." "Pardon me." "I have to talk to you." "Uh, I'll tell you what you do, Jerry." "Why don't you go home and tell Emily I'll be a couple minutes late." "Right." "Sure, Bob." "Right." "Oh, uh, Bob?" "What exactly do you want me to tell Emily that you're gonna be, you know, doing?" "Working." " Right!" "Right." "Sure, Bob." "Won't you come in, Mrs. Walker?" "Ahh." "Everything smells so great." "What's in here?" "Uh, Emily, would you do me a favor?" " Sure, Howard." "Would you please hand me the potholder?" "_ Ow!" "Ow!" "Boy, it's hot." "Oh, my favorite." "Knockwurst." "Oh, that's great." "And beans." "Don't tell me." "Don't tell me." "Oh." "Sauerkraut." "And peanuts and beer." "Oh, I haven't had food like this... since we ran out of gas over Stuttgart." "Well, that won't be a problem tonight, Howard." "Oh, you know, Emily... you are a wonderful wife, and if I ever get married again... which I never will, I'd like to marry a girl just like you." "Oh, Howard, that is so sweet." "Excuse me, Howard." "Hello?" " Emily, this is Bob." "Yeah, I know." "I recognize your voice." "Yeah." "I'm at the office." " Oh, really?" "Still, honey?" "The game's gonna start in just about 1 0 minutes." " I know." "I know." "I was delayed, and I, uh..." "I think I may be here for a little while." "Bob, is that somebody crying in the background?" "Yes." " Who is it?" "One of my patients." " Mrs. Walker?" "Uh, yes." "Bob, why is she crying?" " Emily, I can't go into that right now... and I'll be home as soon as I can... which may be a little late." "All right, Bob." "All right." "That was Bob, huh?" "I hope everything's all right." "Yeah." "He's at the office." "He won't be here for a while." "That's okay." "We'll save him a knockwurst and a few beans." "Oh, Howard, Howard, Howard..." "I need to talk to somebody in the worst way." "Oh, Howard." "You're not going to be sick, are you?" "No." "I'm just so miserable and mixed-up and confused." "I mean, I know there's no reason for me to think that there's anything wrong... but there's just something stuck in the back of my head, and..." "Oh, Howard, I am so confused, I don't know what to do." "Oh, Howard." " Oh, well, you wanna talk to somebody." "Let me see." "Who can we get?" "Maybe my mother's at home." "Howard, I wanna talk to you." "Oh, you wanna talk to me?" "I mean, Emily, you never talk to me." "Well, Howard, it's silly." "I mean, I know it's silly, but I'm mixed-up and confused... because there's this woman, see." "There's a woman?" "Who's in love with Bob." "Oh!" "Oh, uh, Emily." "Are you sure you wanna talk to me?" "I mean, I'll be glad to just forget everything you said." "I mean, Bob tells me a lot of things, and I forget them." "What has Bob told you?" " Well, uh... he never told me he fell in love with another woman." "I would've remembered that." "Well, I know that." "I mean, that's what's so silly." "I mean, I know I have nothing to worry about... but I keep seeing Bob in his office with this woman." "Oh, what makes you think Bob would be doing a thing like that?" "Because he told me." " Oh." "But, Howard, that isn't the stupid part." "The stupid part is that I imagine he's making love to her." "Oh, I don't believe that." "I mean, not for a second." "I mean, the most important game's about to start on television... and Bob wouldn't miss that for anything in the world!" "Howard, you know Bob." "I mean, do you think I have anything to worry about?" "What do you think?" " What do I think?" "What do I think?" "Uh, can I think about it and tell you tomorrow?" "I mean, I don't wanna make a mistake." "This is a big responsibility." "Howard, just tell me your reaction. just tell me I don't have a thing to worry about." "How old is Bob?" " Forty." "Yep." "That's the age, all right." "I remember when I was 42." "I got through it all right." "Got divorced and everything." " Oh, Howard, thanks a lot!" "I'm just tryin' to help." "I mean, women fall in love with men in my business too." "I mean, it's really a problem." "They fall in love with the uniform... and the glamour and the excitement." "Course, the pilots get the worst of it, but us navigators have to put up with it too." "I mean, lots of times, you know." "What do you do when it happens?" " Well, I kind of like it." "Ah, you see?" "That's Bob." "I told you it was in your head, and you had nothing to worry about." "I mean, absolutely..." "Hi." " Why aren't you Bob?" "Hi, Emily." "Bob was held up a couple minutes." "He's right behind me though." "Oh, no, he isn't, Jerry." "He's still at the office." " You mean he's still there with" "Oh, he had a lot of paperwork, I think... checks and bills." "Oh, yeah." "That's right, Emily." "Checks and bills." "Jerry, I know why Bob is still at the office." "Oh." "Did you tell her?" " No." "El Stupo told her himself." "Well, boy, this is gonna be some terrific game tonight." "Can't wait for this game." "Is Bob really in trouble?" "Yeah." "She's really been carrying on." "I had to comfort her." "Pretty sticky." "Come on, Emily." "Watch the game here." "This is gonna be the best game of the season." "Come on." "We'll explain it to ya." "It'll be a lot of fun." "Yeah." "It'll help take your mind off what Bob's doing in his office." "The crowd is going wild!" "Can you believe this?" "Can you believe this?" "Two minutes to go." "The Redskins could still pull it out!" "Two minutes to go!" "The Redskins could pull it out!" " Let me get this straight." "If I win, I win $22... and if you lose, you lose 10." "Right." " Wait a minute." "Wait a minute." "Wait a minute." "Twelve of the $22 I win are mine." " Right." "Well, how come when I lose, I lose $12, and when you lose, you lose 10?" "Just trust me, Howard." "Hey, Emily!" "Emily, come on!" "The Redskins are within field goal range." "This is the greatest game I've ever seen!" "A great game!" " Hi, everybody." "Hi, Bob." " Well, I guess I'll be going." "I gotta get up early tomorrow." "Yeah." "I'm, uh, a little tired myself." "Is the game over?" " Oh." "No, it'll be over in two minutes." "Then why are you leaving?" " Oh, it's a dull game." "Yeah." " What's the score?" "It's 28-29." "It looks like the Redskins are getting in field goal range." "Yeah, well, they'll either get it or they won't, you know." "Yeah." "We can read about it in the paper." "Good night, Emily." "Good night, Bob." "Goodnight Bob, Emily." "Thanks for the food and TV and... night" "Well, that's funny, isn't it?" "They come over here to watch a football game... and it's a close game, and they leave with two minutes to go." "How do you explain that?" "Honey, is there anything leftover?" "I didn't have dinner." "There are three knockwursts and some beans." "I'll have one knockwurst and three beans." "Yeah." "Yeah." "I'm sorry I'm late, but, uh, it really was a rough session." "Hey, the Redskins just had a great run." "They could still pull this one out." "Bob, would you mind if I turn the sound off for a minute?" "I'd like to talk to you." "Bob, I am feeling really bad... and I don't wanna go on feeling that way, so, uh..." "Bob, you have just spent the evening with a woman who loves you." "Now, I tried to remember everything you told me... that it's my problem... and that I'm gonna have to learn to deal with it and work it through... and then it won't bother me anymore." " Right." "But I thought of something much easier and simpler." "What's that?" " Get rid of Mrs. Walker." "What?" " Dump her." "Emily, I can't dump her." "She needs me." "I mean, what we should be talking about is helping you handle this situation... 'cause it's all your problem." "Yeah, Bob, but if you get rid of Mrs. Walker, then I won't have a problem." "Well, honey, there'll always be a Mrs. Walker." "What we have to work on is this jealousy hang-up you have." "Do you think..." "You think it goes back to the time... when your little sister got a training bra before you did?" "Bob, I am not your patient." "Yeah, I'm sorry." "Well, honey, I mean, I consider Mrs. Walker's case a mild case." "Before I met you, there was one woman patient who really had it bad." "She'd send me letters and presents, and she'd follow me everywhere." "I went skiing onetime, and she was right there on the chairlift next to me." "And it was obvious why she was there." "She wasn't even wearing skis." "I mean, it finally got so bad, I had to refer her to a doctor friend of mine..." "Dr. Landy." "As a matter of fact, you know her..." "Shirley Landy." "Bob, are you telling me I don't have to worry... 'cause one of your doctor friends married his patient?" "Yeah." "That didn't come out right, did it?" "All right." "I'll give you another example." "No." "That wouldn't work either." "Bob, I love you... and that's why it's so hard for me when you're around other women who love you... but I guess I'm gonna have to get used to it because it is your work." "And it's what you're always gonna do, and..." "Oh, I trust you, Bob." "I really do." "Emily, I love you... and there is nothing in this entire world... that is more important to me..." "A 42-yard field goal, and the gun just went off." "The Redskins won." "Oh, Bob!" "Oh, I'm sorry, honey." "Now, what were we talking about?" "Oh, Bob, I love you." "Hi, Carol." "Zipping right along there, huh?" " Oh, hi, Emily!" "What are you doing here?" " Oh, I'm having lunch with Bob." "Is he in?" "No." "Well, he's with a patient, but he'll be through any minute." "Oh, I'll make myself a cup of coffee." "Oh, no, I don't think you wanna do that." " No?" "Why?" "Well, that machine is due for its 5,000-cup checkup." "I don't know." "They have to come in and change the hoses or something." "Even Dr. Arnold complained." "You know him." "He'll drink anything." "Oh, Carol." " I feel just wonderful" "Same time next week, Mrs. Walker?" " That'll be fine." "Oh, honey, you haven't met Mrs. Walker." "Mrs. Walker, this is Mrs. Honey..." "Hartley." "How do you do?" "It is really a pleasure to meet you." "May I say that you have excellent taste in husbands?" "Oh, thank you." "So do you." "I was telling Bob that my husband and I got back together again... and we're just so happy with one another." "Bye." " Ooh." "Not as happy as I am, Mrs. Walker."