Legion

Be honest.

You miss him.

Every day.

And so you came up with this...

idea.

The frozen man.

He doesn't age.

He doesn't change.

You don't like change.

I'm okay with change.

Hon. Please.

You told me about your house.

You still have his voice on the answering machine,

his clothes in the closet.

Can't I miss my husband?

Dr. Bird, don't bullshit me.

You've been in my seat.

If I were sitting here right now telling you

how my husband died 20 years ago and I haven't touched a thing,

and not only, but I keep this fantasy alive

that he isn't dead.

He's actually frozen in some kind of...

cryogenic chamber.

He's coming back.

But you see it, right?

How you're the one who's frozen?

Tell me about your mother.

She died loading the dishwasher.

January 2nd, a Thursday. I was five.

We were in the yellow house on Potsdamer Platz.

This was when Pops was stationed in Germany.

I'm in half pants and a dinosaur shirt

playing with Silly Putty on the floor.

Remember how you could press it into the funnies

in the newspaper and make a copy?

- "Marmaduke," etcetera. - (chuckles)

9:15 in the morning.

It was raining.

Then it stopped and the sun came out.

And I'm pressing the Silly Putty into this paper on the floor.

This black and white linoleum in, like, a chevron pattern.

And the kitchen is warm from the steam

when you open the dishwasher.

And she finished the plates,

and took out the cutlery basket.

Did you know they called it that?

A cutlery basket?

- No. - (laughs)

She's unloading the dinner dishes,

singing along with the radio.

"99 Luftballons."

She had a nice voice.

You spend a lot of time in this memory.

In the past.

I like to think I'm a time traveler.

I go back, back, back.

But all I can do is... watch.

You see how unhealthy that is,

this attachment between you.

Oh... (stammers)

I know why you'd think that, but we're really...

- The same person. - Yeah.

both: Basically.

The way we move and how we...

Finish each other's sentences almost.

Not that we're... I mean, I know

we're not literally the same, like, sharing a body.

That'd be...

We're not crazy.

- We just really... - Really like being together.

Or not like, but, um...

what's it... who's it hurting?

- That's my... - That's what I wanna know.

I'm sensing a lot of hostility.

Didn't you tell me...

how you were the last boy in your class to mature?

Your voice dropping.

The hair coming in down there.

It's not a race.

What a boy goes through.

His physical and emotional growth.

What matters is where you end up.

Do I seem like less than a man to you now?

I'm just trying to help you see the truth.

This constant anger.

You feel isolated by the world,

but it's not the world isolating you.

It's you.

Look, I know you're just...

trying to help.

But it just doesn't, for some reason, feel real.

Talk about that.

I don't know. There's a...

Something's wrong.

Like a dream, you know?

But not an interesting one.

More like the one where you're folding laundry.

Or eating.

Everything seems normal, but somehow you know.

Okay.

Well.

The old clock on the wall says it's time for your meds,

so let's pick this up tomorrow.

Okay?

Sydney Barrett, nurse's station.

This is warning number one.

29 you have, and 14 you have.

It's your serve.

Spot check. Arms out.

Do we...

I just...

You know I can't stand to be touched.

There's a note in...

It's just spit, right?

Human spit?

Maybe he ate yogurt.

Like a creamy...

What's he on? Klonopin?

Yeah, Klonopin'll... Or...

Hold the phone.

Yogurt and Klonopin. That'll...

a cocktail.

Do you ever wonder what he was like before this place?

Like, did he have a bank account or a girlfriend?

Maybe he loved dogs.

Everybody loves dogs.

Not me.

I'm saying, who was he before... this?

Who were you? Who was I?

There is no before.

Not once the sickness starts.

That's the lie, the cruelest joke.

How somehow, with the right dosage, the right therapy,

stand on one leg, touch your nose,

we could all go back to... what?

Loving dogs?

20 bucks it breaks before it hits the floor.

It never breaks.

Never say never.

Hi.

There's pie at lunch.

I got an inside track.

Fish fingers, broccoli florets, and pie.

Cherry.

Paul knows this guy in the cafeteria.

That's... I know you love that.

Hey, did you guys notice there's a different door

in the south hall?

Different how?

It's like a bedroom door, like from a...

David, hey.

It's time for your session.

So how are you feeling?

Good, you know.

I've been... much clearer actually.

I really feel like I've found myself here.

A rhythm.

A sense of peace.

Been reading a lot, painting.

And with Syd, how close we've gotten.

The world is starting to make sense.

Good.

And these issues you used to raise...

feelings of separation,

of difference from the rest of the world?

Well, I have somebody now, you know?

A relationship, and that... I don't know.

I just feel in control here.

Like, my expectations.

Like I'm not trying to bite off more than I can chew,

but at the same time, I have so much more than...

Do you ever worry you'll lose it?

I-I used to.

All the time...

think about the mirage, or how this feeling, clarity...

how maybe that's just, you know, a symptom

of the other side of the disease kicking in.

- You're talking about mania. - Yes.

'Cause people always talk about the depression side,

but it's the... the other side,

that invulnerable feeling

that's...

that's dangerous.

I just don't wanna mess things up, you know?

Now that I have balance.

Stop.

- No pie for you. - What? Why?

- Here. Take mine. - No.

Eat.

No. Not if you can't have any.

Go ahead. It's just pie.

There's bugs! Bugs! Bugs!

You okay?