Jung Speaks of Freud

[opening narration]

Narrator:
This is the home of Carl Gustav Jung on the Lake of Zurich. In the summer of 1957, two professors from the University of Houston, one a film producer and the other a psychologist, came to Zurich to film a series of interviews with Dr. Jung. What follows is a part of these interviews in which Jung speaks of Freud.

[first lines]

Richard I. Evans:
Dr. Jung, uh, many of us who have read a great deal of your work, of course, are aware of the fact that in your early work, uh, you were, to some degree at least-- association with Dr. Sigmund Freud. And I know it would be of great interest to many of us to hear a little bit about how you happened to hear of Dr. Freud and how you happened to become involved in some of his work and ideas.

Carl Gustav Jung:
Nobody knows where instincts come from. They are there. You find them. That is a story that has been played millions of years ago, you know. There sexuality has been invented. And I wasn't there. So I don't know how that happened.

Carl Gustav Jung:
The ego is continuously building up. It is not a finished product. Never. It builds up. You see, no year passes where you do not discover a new little aspect in which you are more ego than you thought.

Carl Gustav Jung:
The archetype is a force. It has an autonomy. It can certainly seize you. It is like a seizure. So, for instance, falling in love at first sight. That is such a case. You see, you have such a certain image in yourself, without knowing it, of the woman, of *the* woman. Now you see that girl. Or at least a good imitation of her type. And instantly, you get a seizure. And you're--you're gone. And afterwards, you may discover that it was a hell of a mistake.

[last lines]

Carl Gustav Jung:
Or, you see, a man is quite capable, or at least intelligent enough to see that--that woman of his choice, I was going to say. He has no choice. He has been captured. He sees that-- he sees no good at all. That she's a hell of a nuisance. And--and he tells me so. And he says, "For God's sake, doctor, help me to get rid of that woman!" He can't. He's--he's like clay in her fingers. But that is the archetype.