Girl, Interrupted

Have you ever confused a dream with life?

Or stolen something when you have the cash?

Have you ever been blue?

Or thought your train moving while sitting still?

Maybe I was just crazy.

Maybe it was the '60s.

Or maybe I was just a girl...

interrupted.

Put her in restraints. Withdraw blood for tox.

- Hold on. - Give her five milligrams of Valium.

- You got your end? - Want to do a C.B.C.?

Turn her head so she doesn't aspirate.

Aspirin fragments and vodka, I think.

Don't tell me what you think. Take it to the lab.

You should check my hand. There's no bones in it.

Looks like a wrist banger.

Is that why you did this?

And other things.

Her parents are on the way.

Sometimes it's hard...

for me to stay in one place.

Susanna...

if you had no bones in your hand...

how did you pick up the aspirin?

What is my mother doing?

Would you answer my question, please?

How did you pick up the aspirin if you had no bones in your hand?

By then, they had come back.

I see.

No, you don't.

Well...

indulge me, then.

Explain it to me.

Explain what?

Explain to a doctor that the laws of physics...

can be suspended?

That what goes up may not come down?

Explain...

that time...

can move backwards and forwards...

and now to then and back again...

and you can't control it?

Why can't you control it?

What?

Why can't you control time?

Sam, shh!

Where were you? Everyone is here. Come on.

- Mary, you remember Susanna. - Yes, I do.

So this is what you're wearing?

I didn't know it was so early. I would have changed.

Hey, everybody. Look who's here.

- Happy birthday, Dad. - Thanks, sweetie.

I'm sorry. I want to say hi to her.

Sweetie, would you hold this for me?

I want to say hi to Susanna.

Excuse me. Susanna!

Professor Gilcrest's wife.

Hi. Barbara Gilcrest. Do you remember me?

- I'm Bonnie's mom. - Yeah.

Your skin is so beautiful.

Bonnie was in your Lit class, wasn't she?

Yeah. How is she doing?

She just go accepted to Radcliffe.

What a conundrum.

I'm a Wellesley girl, myself, but...

I think young women should make up their own mind, don't you?

Are you stoned?

Do you smoke pot?

Take LSD?

No drugs?

How do you feel right now?

I...

don't know.

I don't know what I'm feeling.

You need a rest.

Well, I'll go home, take a nap.

You need to go somewhere where you can get a genuine rest.

And you're very lucky.

The best place in the world for someone like you...

is less than a half an hour from here.

You don't mean Claymoore.

Four days ago...

you chased a bottle of aspirin with a bottle of vodka.

I had a headache.

Your father is a friend of mine.

He's a colleague.

He asked me to see you, even though I don't do this anymore.

You're hurting everyone around you.

Now...

Claymore is a topnotch place.

A lot of people go there.

Even writers.

Like you.

Yes, I'd like a cab at 1240 Milford, please.

My mother's here.

It'll be less emotional if we do it this way.

Your parents and I have talked about it.

Now, make sure no stops.

Susanna, are you there?

Hey. I want to see you again.

- It was a one-time thing, okay? - Just come to my office tonight.

Sweetie, where are you? We're opening the presents.

Tell them you're going to a friend's. Please.

Who do you want me to tell first?

My parents, the department chairman or your wife?

What did you do?

Excuse me?

Well, you look normal.

I'm sad.

Well, everyone's sad.

I see things.

You mean like tripping?

Kind of.

Then they should put John Lennon away, huh?

I'm notJohn Lennon.

Don't get too comfortable.

Shouldn't my parents...

You have to sign them, Miss Kaysen.

You're over 18. This is your decision.

I didn't try to kill myself.

That's the kind of thing you talk about in therapy, honey. Not here.

You have the distinction of being the only senior at Springbrook...

not going on to college.

May I ask what you plan to do?

I plan to write.

But what to you plan to do?

Look, I'm not going to burn my bra...

or drop acid or go march on Washington.

I just don't want to end up like my mother.

Women today have more choices than that.

No, they don't.

And here.

You forgot one, dear. Here.

Speaking for Dr. Wick and myself...

welcome to Claymoore.

This is the women's ward, also known as South Bell.

This is where you'll be staying, and this is where I work.

All right, this is the second floor.

I need you to stay close to me because it's easy to get lost here.

This is our ward.

All right. Let's start with this room.

This is the art room.

Polly. What are you doing in here?

I feel very musical today. Can I just...

Not today, honey.

That's Polly. Come on.

Margie.

- Polly was in the art room by herself. - I'm sorry, Val.

All right.

Ah, the living room.

Everyone hates it.

And these are the phones.

You need to make a call, pick up the handle...

tell the nurse, she'll connect you.

This is the nurses' station, which is self-explanatory.

And this is the TV room where everyone hangs out.

I want my fucking clothes.

Then you'll have to eat something, won't you?

This is where you check-in...

if you want walk on the grounds or something.

Oh, lordy, pick a bale of hay

Gotta jump down, spin around Pick a bale of cotton

Jump down, spin around Pick a bale of hay

She thinks that bothers me. Right now...

you're an " R," which means you're restricted to the ward.

But in about a month, you'll probably move up to two-to-ones...

which is two nurses to every patient.

I'm not going to be here that long. I'm just here for a rest.

It's all right. Everybody gets the same tour free of charge.

Georgina, this is Susanna, your new roommate.

- Oh, great. Hi. - Hi.

Susanna, you're very lucky. Georgina's an excellent roommate.

Why, thank you, Valerie.

You're welcome.

Susanna, will you excuse me? I have some business I have to attend to.

Georgina, will you take Susanna down to the dining room in a half hour?

Sure.

Yes means yes, Georgina.

I know.

Groovy box.

- That. - Oh.

Yeah, they're French.

The French Resistance smoked them, I think.

You ever read this?

No. I saw the movie a bunch of times, though.

The movie's actually based on the first book.

I read that one too, but there were no ruby slippers in it originally.

They added that. This one takes place afterwards.

Dorothy doesn't really have such a big part in this one.

Fucking pig.

Get off me!

Hey, Dais. Let anyone in your room yet?

Hey, girls! Hey, sexy.

It's good to be home.

- Hey, Torch. - Hey, Lisa.

- You miss me? - Not much.

Get her to her room. Gretta'll do the strip search.

- Who's that with Georgie-girl? - Come on.

- Where's Jamie? - I can't deal with this.

- Don't give me a hard time. - Where's Jamie?