Y'all ain't paid me|for this leg yet.|Thank you, sugar.
Jackie Chan!|Jackie Chan!
I take traveler's checks.|Arigato to you too.|Thank you, sugar.
Here you go.|Thanks.
Here.|Hold it right there!
- What happened?|- Step away from her.
Oh, man,|he ain't done nothing.
Those kids.|Who took your bag?|This man?
No, it was a couple of punks.|They came and they just ran off.
Four-eight, this is Romano.|Robbery and assault victim...
with facial wound|at East 42nd entrance.
Certainly.|Are you traveling somewhere?
I have arrived.|My travels are over|for the time being.
Where's your luggage?
I don't require luggage.|Do you have a ticket?
Train ticket?|Ticket stub?
I didn't arrive by train.
Would you remove your sunglasses|for me, please?
Oh, I'd rather not.|I'd forgotten,|but I mean, wow,
Your planet|is really bright.
I see.|East 42, we have an E.D.P.
I have to ask you|to come with us, sir.
Did you see this fella|come out of a gate?
He didn't come from no gate.|Brother came from nowhere.
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, Freddy,|I know what you're saying.
I don't wanna go outside,|because there's things|that can kill you--
Another thing that's been|bothering me is the food.
The cafeteria serves|lukewarm food,|full of germs.
Heat is the only thing|that kills germs. Heat.
Point taken.|We'll look into that|right away.
It'll help you sleep.|And you need the sleep, Ernie.
Sleep is good.
Is our time up?
Only for today, Ernie.
Yeah.|And Dr. Chakraborty.
Great. Who is it this time?|Jesus Christ or Joan of Arc?
Dr. Chakraborty didn't say.
suspicion of|hallucinogenic intoxication.
But, uh, he was found|negative for substances|of any kind.
His EKG, his blood value|are all normal.
There's no sign of concussion,|no brain tumor,
However, after one month,
his amnesia and his delusion|have persisted.
He claims to be not human.
A visitor|from another planet.
at 300 milligrams a day,|and he was unresponsive?
How can you be unresponsive|to 300 milligrams of Thorazine?|It's impossible.
That's why|they sent him to you.
He had it on him.
Well, let's hope|extraterrestrials|qualify for Medicaid.
He's here, Doctor.
Thank you, Joyce.
This one's as gentle|as a pussycat, Doc.
Come in.|Have a seat.
"Have a seat."|Curious expression.
Well, let me introduce|myself. I'm--
Dr. Mark Powell,|Chief of Clinical Psychiatry...
of the Manhattan|Psychiatric Institute.
Good. You know|where you are.
Well, now, uh...|Prot, is it?
"Prote."|I see, "Prote."
Well, Prot,|we're here to--|May I?
Red delicious.|You call this variety.
It's my favorite.
I'd like to begin|by asking you...
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