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Arkham Asylum Records: Patient 4297
File 4
The following transcribed recordings are for the expressed purpose of medical research and is the sole ownership of Gotham City's Arkham Asylum Psychiatric Rehabilitation Program staff and facilities. Doctor H. Quinzel is responsible for this questioning session for Patient #4297.
Transcribed by A. Sanchez.
[TRANSCRIPT]
QUINZEL: How did you know about Emily?
PATIENT: You seem angry.
QUINZEL: I’m not here to play games. I’m here to find answers. How did you know about Emily?
PATIENT: Games? If this is a game, I’m not having any fun.
*Long Pause: 1 minute*
PATIENT: Is this a game of silence?
QUINZEL: I want you to answer me.
PATIENT: How is this supposed to help with my therapy?
QUINZEL: This is not therapy. Something happened to that little girl, and I want to know your role in it.
PATIENT: Dr. O’Shea said that you’re not allowed to conduct solo interviews.
QUNIZEL: Dr. O’Shea is no longer in charge. Now stop changing the subject and answer me!
PATIENT: I didn’t do anything to Emily.
QUINZEL: How do you know about her?
PATIENT: How could I not? It was all Dr. Bina kept talking about during lunch.
QUINZEL: Dr. Bina eats his lunch in his office. You eat your lunch in your cell. His office and your cell are on opposite sides of the building.
PATIENT: Hmm… Sounds like this is going to be a tough one to figure out. *Laughs*
QUINZEL: Who’s helping you?
PATIENT: Helping me? What makes you think I need help?
*Laughs*
Oh, right, I’m in the loony bin. And you’re my doctor now, right?
QUINZEL: For this questioning.
PATIENT: So why are you asking who’s helping me? You are.
QUINZEL: Someone is helping you, and we will figure it out.
PATIENT: Uh-huh.
QUINZEL: *OVER SPEAKER* Mr. Smagorinsky, you can escort Patient 4297 back to his cell, now.
PATIENT: It’s Smagorinsky.
QUINZEL: *OVER SPEAKER* Just a second, Smagorinsky.
PATIENT: Smagorinsky. Fine man. He let me out of my cell one day.
QUINZEL: You hate Mr. Smagorinsky.
PATIENT: No, I don’t.
QUNIZEL: *FLIPS THROUGH FILES*
You said so right here. *READS FROM FILE*
Patient: I think Smagorinsky’s been hanging out with Bolton.
O’Shea: What do you mean?
Patient: I mean that he’s getting a little rough. Like Lyle Bolton.
O’Shea: Has he harmed you?
Patient: He’s annoying me.
PATIENT: And he was annoying me. He kept letting me out of my cell. It’s detrimental to my rehabilitation.
QUINZEL: Uh-huh. Listen, the hospital’s looked into your complaints about Lyle Bolton and Paul Smagorinsky, and there’s nothing that they’re doing wrong.
*OVER SPEAKER* Sorry, Mr. Smagorinsky, you can escort him back now.
*Pause while SMAGORINSKY enters*
QUINZEL: Can you give this to the nurse on your way over, Mr. Smagorinsky?
SMAGORINSKY: Certainly.
PATIENT: What is that?
QUINZEL: A new prescription for you. Butisol Sodium.
PATIENT: Isn’t that used for sleep disorders? I don’t have problems sleeping.
QUINZEL: It’s a sedative.
PATIENT: A seda-
SMAGORINSKY: Come on, 4297.
PATIENT: Don’t touch me, Smagorinsky!
*TAPE ENDS*
[END TRANSCRIPT]
Transcribed by A. Sanchez.
[TRANSCRIPT]
QUINZEL: How did you know about Emily?
PATIENT: You seem angry.
QUINZEL: I’m not here to play games. I’m here to find answers. How did you know about Emily?
PATIENT: Games? If this is a game, I’m not having any fun.
*Long Pause: 1 minute*
PATIENT: Is this a game of silence?
QUINZEL: I want you to answer me.
PATIENT: How is this supposed to help with my therapy?
QUINZEL: This is not therapy. Something happened to that little girl, and I want to know your role in it.
PATIENT: Dr. O’Shea said that you’re not allowed to conduct solo interviews.
QUNIZEL: Dr. O’Shea is no longer in charge. Now stop changing the subject and answer me!
PATIENT: I didn’t do anything to Emily.
QUINZEL: How do you know about her?
PATIENT: How could I not? It was all Dr. Bina kept talking about during lunch.
QUINZEL: Dr. Bina eats his lunch in his office. You eat your lunch in your cell. His office and your cell are on opposite sides of the building.
PATIENT: Hmm… Sounds like this is going to be a tough one to figure out. *Laughs*
QUINZEL: Who’s helping you?
PATIENT: Helping me? What makes you think I need help?
*Laughs*
Oh, right, I’m in the loony bin. And you’re my doctor now, right?
QUINZEL: For this questioning.
PATIENT: So why are you asking who’s helping me? You are.
QUINZEL: Someone is helping you, and we will figure it out.
PATIENT: Uh-huh.
QUINZEL: *OVER SPEAKER* Mr. Smagorinsky, you can escort Patient 4297 back to his cell, now.
PATIENT: It’s Smagorinsky.
QUINZEL: *OVER SPEAKER* Just a second, Smagorinsky.
PATIENT: Smagorinsky. Fine man. He let me out of my cell one day.
QUINZEL: You hate Mr. Smagorinsky.
PATIENT: No, I don’t.
QUNIZEL: *FLIPS THROUGH FILES*
You said so right here. *READS FROM FILE*
Patient: I think Smagorinsky’s been hanging out with Bolton.
O’Shea: What do you mean?
Patient: I mean that he’s getting a little rough. Like Lyle Bolton.
O’Shea: Has he harmed you?
Patient: He’s annoying me.
PATIENT: And he was annoying me. He kept letting me out of my cell. It’s detrimental to my rehabilitation.
QUINZEL: Uh-huh. Listen, the hospital’s looked into your complaints about Lyle Bolton and Paul Smagorinsky, and there’s nothing that they’re doing wrong.
*OVER SPEAKER* Sorry, Mr. Smagorinsky, you can escort him back now.
*Pause while SMAGORINSKY enters*
QUINZEL: Can you give this to the nurse on your way over, Mr. Smagorinsky?
SMAGORINSKY: Certainly.
PATIENT: What is that?
QUINZEL: A new prescription for you. Butisol Sodium.
PATIENT: Isn’t that used for sleep disorders? I don’t have problems sleeping.
QUINZEL: It’s a sedative.
PATIENT: A seda-
SMAGORINSKY: Come on, 4297.
PATIENT: Don’t touch me, Smagorinsky!
*TAPE ENDS*
[END TRANSCRIPT]
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Sorry this one is a little short. Also- sorry it's been forever since I updated.