Arthur is panicking and it takes every ounce of his self control not to buck and yank at the restraints, to instead try and shimmy his right arm to see if there's any possible way to undo his own strap while he talks.

"P-please, Dr Pollock-- N-Norman, this isn't necessary, I-I-I can assure you, there's nothing in this that I can't just- do myself, why is- w-who told you this is what needs to happen? Who gave you these orders?"