After a traumatic racing crash, professional racer Pedro seeks help from Wendell, a doctor who suspects the accident was no mere coincidence. As Wendell uncovers a dangerous conspiracy involving sabotage and money laundering, the tension between his medical treatment and his investigation intensifies. Pedro must face the shadows of his past to reclaim his championship and find the truth.
first this is strictly psychological therapy I can end the treatment at any time second you are absolutely forbidden from interfering with my racing or my team and the third third last night's incident was only a physiological loss of control caused by too much alcohol we should keep our distance. Racer, whether it was an accident or not, your body is the most
honest. Pleasure doing business with you. Eight tonight. Bring your luggage and move into my villa, Mr. Vance. You are 11 minutes late. A racer's discipline is nowhere near as strong as your temper. Wendell, this is your so-called therapy place? There isn't even a servant here.
What, are you planning to lock me up here? For complete privacy and effective psychological intervention, there are only two This is? Don't tell me therapy means sleeping in the same bed.
Wendell, is this your idea of keeping our distance? Mr. Vance, you have severe somatization and PTSD. To respond quickly if your symptoms appear, a doctor must stay close to you. You are insane! You are a complete fucking pervert!