Color of Night Quotes
A color-blind psychiatrist Bill Capa is stalked by an unknown killer after taking over his murdered friend's therapy group, all of whom have a connection to a mysterious young woman that Capa begins having intense sexual encounters with.
Hector Martinez: You're talkin' to me about an issue of confidentiality?
Dr. Bill Capa: Similar to the Miranda oath.
Hector Martinez: If a friend of mine got killed and the only thing between the killer and me was Miranda you know what I would do? Huh? I'd fuck Miranda up the ass. But don't tell anybody, because it's a matter of confidentiality.
Dr. Bill Capa: Similar to the Miranda oath.
Hector Martinez: If a friend of mine got killed and the only thing between the killer and me was Miranda you know what I would do? Huh? I'd fuck Miranda up the ass. But don't tell anybody, because it's a matter of confidentiality.
Casey Heinz: [Discussing bob's murder] It wasn't a thief. I'll tell you that right now.
Clark: I agree.
Casey Heinz: I mean why stab a guy thirty times? Bob, he'd piss in his pants if you showed him a knife. You know that?
Sondra Dorio: What are you saying?
Casey Heinz: I'm saying Sondra, that you have to really hate a person to stab him that many times.
Casey Heinz: [to Bill] You're a shrink, right? You know what kind of power people hand over to shrinks. Well, maybe sometimes they hand over more than they want too!
Clark: That is absolutely correct. A thief would not stick around to stab someone thirty times!
Buck: Since when did you become such an expert on robbery?
Sondra Dorio: It's not the robbery he's an expert on. It's the rage!
Clark: I agree.
Casey Heinz: I mean why stab a guy thirty times? Bob, he'd piss in his pants if you showed him a knife. You know that?
Sondra Dorio: What are you saying?
Casey Heinz: I'm saying Sondra, that you have to really hate a person to stab him that many times.
Casey Heinz: [to Bill] You're a shrink, right? You know what kind of power people hand over to shrinks. Well, maybe sometimes they hand over more than they want too!
Clark: That is absolutely correct. A thief would not stick around to stab someone thirty times!
Buck: Since when did you become such an expert on robbery?
Sondra Dorio: It's not the robbery he's an expert on. It's the rage!
Dr. Bill Capa: Six weeks ago, I spoke harshly to a patient and she committed suicide. Right in front of me. Perhaps she would have done this anyway. That's what my colleagues say. But I don't know.
Sondra Dorio: Oh, I'm so sorry.
Dr. Bill Capa: And my patient, her name was Michelle, jumped out of a window in my office.
Clark: Oh.
Dr. Bill Capa: So much blood. So red, and I... and right, uh, before my eyes the red, uh, disappeared. Just turned to gray, and so I don't see... red now. But, see, I was her doctor. And I failed. So I cannot help you. I don't think that you want someone like me around right now.
Buck: I think I do.
Richie: Me too.
Casey Heinz: Why don't you give us a try for a month?
Sondra Dorio: Oh, I'm so sorry.
Dr. Bill Capa: And my patient, her name was Michelle, jumped out of a window in my office.
Clark: Oh.
Dr. Bill Capa: So much blood. So red, and I... and right, uh, before my eyes the red, uh, disappeared. Just turned to gray, and so I don't see... red now. But, see, I was her doctor. And I failed. So I cannot help you. I don't think that you want someone like me around right now.
Buck: I think I do.
Richie: Me too.
Casey Heinz: Why don't you give us a try for a month?
Dr. Bill Capa: [about Bob's murder] He was locking up here late Friday night.
Sondra Dorio: Here?
Dr. Bill Capa: Yes, right here in the office.
Buck: Was he shot, stabbed, beaten? Have they got a suspect? A motive? Three days go by and you don't call us?
Dr. Bill Capa: I thought it'd be easier if you heard it together.
Casey Heinz: Oh, I see. So even Bob's death is group therapy. That's great.
[looks skyward]
Casey Heinz: Hey, Bob, thanks for giving us a chance to grieve together. Shit!
Sondra Dorio: Here?
Dr. Bill Capa: Yes, right here in the office.
Buck: Was he shot, stabbed, beaten? Have they got a suspect? A motive? Three days go by and you don't call us?
Dr. Bill Capa: I thought it'd be easier if you heard it together.
Casey Heinz: Oh, I see. So even Bob's death is group therapy. That's great.
[looks skyward]
Casey Heinz: Hey, Bob, thanks for giving us a chance to grieve together. Shit!
Hector Martinez: If you don't tell 'em, I'll have to tell 'em. Am I the person to break the news to these people? 'Listen up you fuckin' daffodils. Your shrink is dead. Which means that all the time, effort and love you put in this relationship is wasted. You're gonna remain as fucked up as you are, or get worse.'
