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- Way to go, son! - Oh!
He's a bad kid.
Why don't you listen? What's wrong with you?
- You are stupid. - Stupid, stupid, stupid.
You're an idiot!
Yeah, you'd lose your head if it wasn't attached.
Lose your damn head.
Nobody cares about you.
Nobody cares about you.
You must take one pill twice a day, all right?
All right?
All right, David?
Are you nuts?
- What are you doing? - I'm losing.
Ma'am?
What?
There's, um... you can't give me that.
Oops.
So, do they let you throw a little party here, or...
Yeah, they clear out the furniture. We get a DJ.
- Really? - No.
We do get better drugs, though.
- Really? - No.
It's just Thursday.
My 260th Thursday as a passenger
on the cruise ship Mental Health.
On the plus side, I have mastered the art
of eating with a spoon, so...
You're getting better, though.
The voices.
You're not seeing things that aren't there.
When can I come home?
Oh, that's...
What does your doctor say?
I tell them I'm sane.
They think I'm crazy, and if I say,
"You know what? You're right, I am crazy,"
then they up my dosage, so...
How about I talk to them. Hmm?
I'll tell them...
You seem better to me.
How is it?
Sorry.
Time for your meds.
Something new needs to happen soon.
It's just spit, right?
Human spit?
Maybe he ate yogurt.
Like, a creamy...
Or what's he on, you think?
Klonopin?
Yeah, Klonopin'll...
Or hold the phone.
Yogurt and Klonopin.
That'll...
a cocktail...
Or hold the phone, is that...
who's that?
Ooh, a dark horse candidate.
Late entry to the race.
Ooh, good hair, nice hindquarters.
Watch it.
A little jittery, but I got to say, folks,
here at CNN, we like her chances.
Give me your Twizzlers.
Hey, now, let's not...
That's just low, son.
Barrett, three pills.
Oh, shit. Sorry, sorry.
Too close, too close.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I just...
you know, I just wondered if you wanted a...
Twizzler.
And how does that make you feel?
And how does that make you feel?
The drugs help.
The... the Haldol.
Barrett, three pills.
How does that make you feel?
Could you put the cup on the counter?
Why?
Oh, shit.
How do you feel?
The Devil with Yellow Eyes...
Is he here now?
Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm fine.
I'm fine. I'm calm.
I just had a bad dream, and...
Guys, violence is not necessary.
Needles are not necessary.
David.
How does that make you feel?
I mean, it's just...
It's fine.
Like, whatever.
'Cause, I mean, look at me. I-I know what I am.
- And what's that? - Well, you know.
The... what happened.
What I... what I did to, uh...
to Dr. Poole.
You went off your medications.
But that's not...
This...
You know, I...
I saw things.
Delusions, you mean. We talked about that.
Your brain chemistry, how your illness simulates voices...
all the hallucinations you describe.
The Devil with Yellow Eyes.
Hmm.
You have something to add?
No.
Please keep talking so we can all pretend
that our problems are just in our heads.
What does that mean?
It means that you're in here
because somebody said you're not normal.
Like normal is this suit we're all supposed to...
But you know who else wasn't normal?
Picasso, Einstein.
Ooh, I like her.
I like you.
You got what the kids these days call moxie.
You know, just so I'm clear,
are you Einstein or Picasso in this scenario?
Whatever.
All I'm saying is,
what if your problems aren't in your head?
What if they aren't even problems?
Talk about that.
No, I'm good.
I read in your file that you don't like to be touched.
All animals need physical contact to feel love.
You know those cartoons in, like, magazines?
There's a man on an island with, like,
maybe a single palm tree.
People say, "Go to your happy place,"
and that's what I think about.
Well, that's sad.
That's sad?
You're in a mental hospital.
All I'm saying is...
that thing they tell us is crazy,
how I don't want to be handled,
or you see stuff and hear, whatever, voices.
That's what makes you you.
Do you want to be my girlfriend?
Okay.
But don't touch me.
Okay.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Okay.
Find me at dinner.
Why are the hot ones always so crazy?
No cherries.
I basically live on cherry pie.
- It's incredible. - Why?
I don't like orange-flavored things,
and I don't like cherry-flavored things.
I mean, this has, like, pretty much everything you need.
It has, like, crust and cherries.
I see you.
This is your spot, huh?
After the sun goes down,
when the light is right,
if you...
Kind of unfocus your eyes.
Like this, see?
- That's charming. - Shut up.
Now you.
And then look back out.
You see how the hospital disappears?
You can see yourself down there.
Like you're in here...
Watching yourself outside.
What are you doing?
Keep calm. I'm not gonna touch you.
Just hold still and look out the window.
David.
How long were you together,
you and the girl who disappeared?
She didn't disappear.
I told you, they... they took her.
Sydney Barrett, the girl?
Yes.
Look, talk to the hospital. They've got records.
The hospital where you were a patient for the past six years
after being diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia?
Yes, but my condition has nothing to do with that.
I didn't make her up. She's a real girl... a woman.
Call the hospital. They've got records.
We've spoken to the hospital, David.
They have no record of Sydney Barrett
ever being a patient there.
Okay.
Is it possible, Mr. Haller...
and I'm not a psychiatrist, so...
but is it possible that this whole thing...
the girl, the incident...
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