Lars And The Real Girl Page #4

I don't think this is caused by genes

or faulty wiring in the brain.

So what the hell is goin' on then?

- He appears to have a delusion.

- A delusion?

What the hell is he doing with a delusion,

for Christ's sake?

That's what we have to find out.

Chances are,

he's been decompensating for some time.

Guess we didn't realize.

Have there been any changes in the family

in the last year or so?

No, everything is pretty much exactly the same,

except that Karin is pregnant and Lars is nuts.

You know, this isn't necessarily a bad thing.

What we call mental illness

isn't always just an illness...

It can be a communication,

it can be a way to work something out.

Fantastic. When will it be over?

When he doesn't need it anymore.

How can we help?

- Go along with it.

- Oh no. No that's...

No no...

No I mean...

Pretend that she is real? I'm not gonna do that,

I mean, I can't. I'm just not gonna do it.

- She is real.

- Well...

- She's right out there.

- Right, I get that.

I'm just not gonna...

You know, I'm just not gonna...

I'm not gonna do it, so...

You won't be able to change his mind anyway.

- Bianca's in town for a reason.

- Right, but... but...

It's not really a choice.

Then we'll do it, whatever it takes.

Oh yeah, yeah, yup.

And everyone is gonna laugh at him.

And you.

She loves kids.

- More coffee, Lars?

- Yes, please.

May I see your funny face?

Does Bianca want some?

Yeah.

- Here we go.

- Thank you, Karin.

Gus, no? Okay.

Sure.

You're not gonna go to work today, Gus?

I don't feel good.

Bianca could help you,

you know, she has nurse's training.

No, she doesn't.

She doesn't have nurse's training, Lars,

because she's not a person.

She's a big plastic thing.

That's amazing.

Did you hear that?

Bianca just said that that's why

God made her, to help people.

You're gonna be late...

for work?

I am gonna be late.

Well, I have to go. Okay.

- I'm going to check in...

- Okay.

- And you have my number at work, right Karin?

- Yup.

I wanted to tell you that you

look really pretty today.

I hope that you'll feel better, Gus.

- Me too.

- And thanks so much for breakfast.

- Ok, gotta go. Bye.

- See you.

Well, I had to try, you know.

What? What?

It's just...

I don't know.

It is true. We've been all wrapped up

in ourselves. We have, Gus.

This is not my fault though.

Not my fault.

Come on, Bianca.

Let's make a couple of calls.

Good morning, Cindy.

You look pretty today.

Thank you.

Oh, Mr. Sunshine.

It's a while advanced,

but...

you know how excited

I get about these things.

- Alright, where are they? I know you took them.

- I did not.

- That's revenge.

- For what?

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