At the dawn of retirement, in the middle of a January night, Georges Federmann confides. In an interview recorded at his home, facing the 16mm camera, the psychiatrist does not listen any more: he speaks, he thinks. It no longer accompanies the patient, but the viewer, in his overflowing reflection. By telling his life, his passions, his struggles and his disappointments, he perpetuates his humanist struggle for those who no longer have the strength or the verb to do so.