くり：I was Rosemary's spritual advisor.
じぇ：I'm sorry, did I heard that correctly?
くり：Truly, I'd love to help you, but my practice is bound
by the same client confidentiality codes
that all doctors abide by.
りず：And that's what you object to, isn't it?
Not that she's a con artist, but that she's so good at it.
Maybe even better than you.
じぇ：Not at all. Alright yes.
Not better than me mind you, but she is good.
And it's the good ones that are the most dangerous.
ヴぁ：Excuse me, but you might consider the possibility that she's
honestly in touch with something beyond your understanding.
じぇ：That would be golf, and musical theater of the '30s and '40s.
ヴぁ：I don't like it.
りぐ：Me neither. What's the alternative?
ヴぁ：It's immoral.
りぐ：Don't know about that.
They say your brain gets cooked if you use them a lot.
Make you infertile too.
ヴぁ：What are you talking about?
りぐ：Microwaves. What are you talkong about?
ヴぁ：The seance.
りぐ：We were looking at the microwave.
The seance has nothing to do with anything.
abide 我慢する とどまる 滞留する
object to 嫌う 抗議する
con (形) 信用詐欺の
infertile (土地が）豊かでない 不毛の 不眠症
seance （不可算）降霊術の会