Prime Suspect

Hypnotherapist:
I'm going to start counting backwards from ten, and when I reach one you will be in a deep, deep -- [Jane shakes her head] What?

Timoney:
Jeez. [mimics her boyfriend's ex] If you didn't come, I don't think it would be the worst idea.

Hypnotherapist:
Is this the ex-wife?

Timoney:
She talks like someone who's never been hit in the face before.

Hypnotherapist:
You know what?

Timoney:
She's smiling at me like she's just scored a point off me or something. I didn't even want to go to the damn party. Oh, and also, she can't score if I'm not playing.

Hypnotherapist:
You don't seem to be in the right head space to quit smoking right now.

Timoney:
I don't just want to smoke right now. I want to shove a pack of cigarettes in my mouth and light it with a blowtorch.