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Tailor: Would you say that a few bad days and some crippling bouts of self-consciousness

               don’t determine who a person is?
               Anna: I said shut up.

               Tailor: So to conclude, would it be accurate to say that I’m a good therapist who loved her
               brother and who just so happens not to have a perfect life?

               Anna: Stop it.

               Tailor: And is it okay to not have a perfect life?
               Anna: (quickly) Yes.

               Tailor: So I’m a good therapist who doesn’t have a perfect life, which is perfectly okay.
               (Tailor jots this down. She then closes her notebook.)

               Tailor: Well Anna, it appears our session is over. I would ask you to reschedule an appointment,

               but I’m sure you’ll be back whenever you want.
               Anna: Oh I don’t think so.

               (From her pocket, Anna pulls a switchblade. They open it, revealing the sharp blade. Tailor
               watches in horror as Anna stands to approach her.)

               (Mike notices Tailor’s change in demeanour.)
               Mike: Soph, what’s wrong?

               Anna: You can’t get rid of me just like that, Sophie. That’s not how this works.

               Mike: Honey, talk to me!
               (Tailor is terrified.)

               Tailor: I tried everything. I did my best.
               Anna: Clearly that wasn’t enough. You get rid of me, I die. So if you wanna take me out, I’m

               taking you with me.

               (Anna approaches Tailor with the knife, stopping right before Tailor. The two maintain eye
               contact.)

               Mike: You can get through this, Tailor. I believe in you.
               Anna: But what if I...

               Tailor: ...fail?

               Mike: You won’t. I know you won’t.
               Anna: I’m no good, child-killing, therapist. Maybe I...

               Tailor: ...deserve to fail.
               Mike: Nobody deserves to fail. Everyone deserves a second chance.

               Anna: Except for...
               Tailor: ...me.



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