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bargain bin find.

The other shrinks

they brought me

wore designer suits

and fancy watches.

A watch is a, uh,

funny device these days.

I have a friend who is obsessed

with fancy watches.

Eventually,

after years of hard work,

he rewarded himself with one.

And it was beautiful.

But the problem was

after about a week,

it was nearly two minutes slow.

He wound it, set it.

Another week went by,

same problem.

He was always losing time.

Yeah, my father gave me

this watch a long time ago.

It's not flashy by any means.

But I'll tell you what,

it's never lost a minute.

Yeah, a time piece may have

aesthetic value.

At its core, though,

it is a single function device.

Shiny or dull,

all that matters is

how well it tells the time.

And you can tell the time?

Never lost a minute.

You stand to lose

more than time in here.

Well, I'm willing to take

that chance if you are.

Perhaps.

But certainly not on

an empty stomach.

You hungry?

Peanut butter and banana

on whole wheat with chips

or celery.

So specific.

I take it with apple juice.

I'll see what I can drum up.

- [Door buzzes]

- And Jimmy?

No crust.

[Door buzzes]

I assume you have the means

to prepare Ellie's lunch.

- Mccrosky.

- What the hell?

[Exasperated sigh]

What do you think?

She's an extraordinary child.

[Chuckles]

Well, perhaps this is old hat

for all of you,

but you can't deny

how remarkable her intellect is.

Her intellect is not

what concerns me, doctor.

What does concern you?

I'm more concerned with the

patient's personality disorders.

Disorders?

I think we can both agree

that she suffers

from a severe

superiority complex.

Well, given her advanced

intelligence,

one might excuse

some feelings of superiority.

Oh, not when it escalates to...

You really didn't read the file.

No. Like I, uh, told Ellie,

I like to hear the individual's

version of things first.

Professional

irresponsibility aside,

I think you owe it to yourself

to understand the violence

this patient is capable of.

Well, I trust it'll become clear

in talking with Eleanor.

We would prefer that it didn't.

- [Door opens]

- Man slave reporting for duty.

You told me you were ready.

And you told me you needed

someone with an open mind.

Dr. Fonda, I have a lot

riding on this,

and I don't like the feeling that

you're not taking it seriously.

Everyone has a process, Olivia.

Mine can rub people

the wrong way,

but it is effective.

I need you to trust me on that.

Hey, doc,

celery's not gonna chop itself.

So, uh, how long do you think

this is gonna take?

'Cause, uh,

I got a hot date tonight,

and I am, like, 85% sure that this girl

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