Frankie and Alice Page #5

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you gonna have to be honest.

What do you think is wrong with me?

Come over here and we'll find out.

This doesn't make sense.

Are you ambidextrous?

That's kind of personal for the first date.

Don't you think?

So look, if I'm gonna be here for 30 days,

you gonna have to help me out

with something, Doc.

Because I'm about to go cold turkey

something fierce.

I ain't talking about dope.

I'm talking about Ding Dongs.

- Ding Dongs?

- Yeah.

You know, them little chocolate cakes

with the cream on the inside?

Do you know your IQ?

They tell me it's pretty good.

- Up around 130.

Last year in March, when you checked

into Kedren Community Health,

you tested 156.

That's pretty high, ain't it?

Technically, it's genius.

What can I say, my mama ain't raised

no suckers.

No. You don't understand.

It's not possible

to have such wildly divergent results.

Or if it is, it's highly irregular.

And then a third time, at Gateways,

you scored a little better than average.

Guess they took one look at a black stripper

and decided she wasn't no Einstein.

Left-handed, right-handed.

Nearsighted, 20120 vision.

Blood-pressure, 120 over 80.

- Hold on, Doc.

Enough about me.

How about we talk about you for a second.

When did she leave?

- What?

-Your wife.

When did she leave you?

I noticed you got you a tan line

on your ring finger but it's faint.

So that tells me you didn't just take that off

before work today.

It's been off.

That's very observant.

I grew up in Georgia in the '50s.

You learn to pay attention to skin color.

So how's that going for you, Doc?

On the way home...

Stop by the grocery,

pick you up a tuna on rye,

a fifth of whiskey?

It's kind of lonely, ain't it?

You really don't have to do this, you know.

There's no stigma attached to

mental illness. At least, not here.

So you don't have to be afraid.

Tell me what do you remember

about your arrest?

You were picked up

at the Ambassador Hotel.

You got into a fight.

Why were you at the Ambassador?

Checked into the Presidential Suite.

Heard it was real nice.

Before you went,

did you have any auditory hallucinations?

Any what?

Voices telling you what to do? Delusions?

- You mean voices in my head?

- Yes.

Like talking to me?

Hell, no! What do you think, I'm crazy?

Any feelings of paranoia

-or visual hallucinations?

-No.

How long have you had these blackouts?

Waking up in unfamiliar places?

I don't know.

Since your late teens, early 20s?

I don't know.

Try to remember...

Do you remember what you felt

before you decided to go?

Do you know why you wanted to go

to the Ambassador in the first place?

I don't remember!

Could you sit over there, please.

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