Lamb: Mr. Ryan...in my office. Do you seek counsel, Andrew?
Ryan: I? Hardly, Doctor. Psychiatry is not medicine; it is gypsy palm-reading for affluent rubes.
Lamb: It follows, then, that only those with soiled hands need fear it.
Ryan: You resigned at Ryan Amusements, Lamb. Your politics are in question. Sgt. Manley here will visit once a week to screen your "patient diaries" for risks to...the company. Am I understood?
Lamb: Oh of course. Sergeant. Consider me an open book.