Touched With Fire Page #2

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It actually works out really great

because you can just walk up

to any one of them, you know?

You can walk up to any book

you want at any time, just sit down.

And there's a good variety

of reading environments.

I don't know.

It just seems stupid, somehow,

to just want to put

a bunch of books together in one place.

That just seems

like in-the-box thinking to me.

- Do you know what I mean?

- Hm.

- How you sleeping?

- Good.

I just lie down and sleep.

It's good.

That all works out.

Been taking your medication?

Um... mm...

I found that they really weren't working

for me, you know,

kind of constricted my emotions,

you know, like a dried-up ocean.

That wasn't the potion.

Don't give me the lotion.

I just, yeah, it just didn't work,

so I stopped.

I stopped.

You know what I found works, though?

- What's that?

- Marijuana, Mama.

- You're smoking marijuana?

- Yeah, it actually really helps.

You know, it works

way better than the medication.

Isn't that interesting?

I mean, I guess it has something to do

with my particular brain chemistry,

something about that works.

Do you smoke a lot of marijuana?

Depends on how long I'm awake for.

You know?

Lately I haven't needed

as much sleep, so...

I guess I have to up my dosage.

Tomorrow morning, let's go...

let's go to Dr. Lyons,

and we'll ask him and just hear

what he thinks about that.

- Who cares what he thinks?

- He's an expert on your illness.

- He'll know...

- I don't have an illness.

- Come on...

- Why are you bringing Dr. Lyons into this?

- There's nothing wrong with...

- Let's just...

Wait! That... what is...

- He's an expert on your medication.

- No, he's not a f***ing expert!

He's a goddamned Nazi!

He doesn't f***ing know

- what he's talking about, okay?

- Okay.

Listen. I don't have an illness.

Why don't you just, please,

come home with me tonight.

Come home?

- Home?

- Home. Yeah.

Right?

Is she there?

- Where is she?

- Who?

Mom?

She left because she's ill.

She's ill. She...

Why do you keep saying that?

She couldn't stand that!

And you know what happened?

- She f***ing got away.

- Okay.

You know why?

Because she's a genius.

She's a f***ing genius.

Why couldn't you see that?

Okay.

Count to ten.

Remember how she used to do that?

Remember?

Do you remember this?

- Okay, count to ten.

- Oh, come on.

- Just count to ten. Ready?

- Yeah.

Okay.

- One.

- One.

- Two.

- Nine.

- Three.

- Eight.

- Four.

- Seven.

Five.

Six. Seven.

Eight. Nine.

You're it!

Oh, Marco, no-no!

F***!

Hi. I was a patient here,

and I need a copy of my file.

I know you're obligated to give it to me.

- Yes. What's your name?

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