A young woman, recently released from a mental hospital, gets a job as a secretary to a demanding lawyer, where their employer-employee relationship turns into a sexual, sadomasochistic one.

E. Edward Grey: Why do you cut yourself, Lee?
Lee: I don't know.
E. Edward Grey: Is it that sometimes the pain inside has to come to the surface, and when you see evidence of the pain inside you finally know you're really here? Then, when you watch the wound heal, it's comforting... isn't it?
Lee: I... That's a way to put it.
E. Edward Grey: Look, we can't do this 24 hours a day, seven days a week.
Lee: Why not?
Burt Holloway: You are the child of God's holy gift of life. You come from me. But you are not me. Your soul and your body are your own, and yours to do with as you wish.
Lee: In one way or another I've always suffered. I didn't know why exactly. But I do know that I'm not so scared of suffering now. I feel more than I've ever felt and I've found someone to feel with. To play with. To love in a way that feels right for me. I hope he knows that I can see that he suffers too. And that I want to love him.
E. Edward Grey: [Mr. Grey is prescribing Lee's dinner] One scoop of creamed potatoes. A slice of butter. Four peas. And as much ice cream as you'd like to eat.
[Lee refuses to remove her hands from the desk]
Peter: Are you doing something sexual?
Lee: Does this look sexual to you?
Lee: I'm your secretary.
Dr. Twardon: Who's to say that love needs to be soft and gentle?
Lee: Each cut, each scar, each burn, a different mood or time. I told him what the first one was, told him where the second one came from. I remembered them all. And for the first time in my life I felt beautiful. Finally part of the earth. I touched the soil and he loved me back.
Lee: You're not shy. You're a lawyer.
E. Edward Grey: Do you really wanna be my secretary?
Lee: Yes, I do.
E. Edward Grey: This isn't just about typos, tapes, staples and pencils, is it, Lee?
Lee: No, Sir.
E. Edward Grey: What?
Lee: No, Sir!
[Mr. Grey explains to Lee why he's firing her]
E. Edward Grey: It's your behavior.
Lee: What about my behavior?
E. Edward Grey: It's very bad.
Dr. Twardon: You know, Lee. There's a long history of this in Catholicism.
E. Edward Grey: You're fired!
Lee: No, you're fired!
Lee: [voice-over while typing] My flowers had just about given up in despair, so with the exception of a few potted plants from the florist we are flowerless for the first spring in years.
E. Edward Grey: Good letter.
E. Edward Grey: I'm so sorry for what happened between us. I realise what a... terrible mistake... I made with you. And I can... only hope... that you... understand. Be assured you can count on me for excellent references.
[pause]
E. Edward Grey: Get out.
[pause]
E. Edward Grey: Get out.
Lee: What are you do...
E. Edward Grey: Get out!
Lee: Because I don't want to.

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