Patch Adams Page #2

May I come in ?

If you bend your medial

collateral ligaments...

and place one talus

in front of another...

I don't see where

you'd have a problem.

Of course, if there were a news story

covering this event...

the headline might read:

"Small Brain Enters Room."

The fingers.

What's the answer ?

Oh, you're another one of

those bright young fellows...

who always know the right answer,

is that it ?

Welcome to real life.

How many do you see ?

- There are four fingers, Arthur.

- No, no, no. Look at me.

What ?

Y-You're focusing

on the problem.

If you focus on the problem,

you can't see the solution.

Never focus on the problem.

Look at me !

How many do you see ?

No, look beyond the fingers.

How many do you see ?

Eight.

Eight. Eight.

Yes ! Yes !

Eight's a good answer.

Yes.

See what no one else sees.

See what everyone else

chooses not to see...

out of fear

and conformity and laziness.

See the whole world anew

each day.

Ah, the truth is,

you're well on the way.

If you didn't

see something here...

besides a crazy,

bitter old man...

you wouldn't have come

in the first place.

What do you see

when you look at me, Arthur ?

You fixed my cup.

I'll see you around...

Patch.

[ Squeaking ]

- [ Squeaking Continues ]

- Rudy, stop.

You're throwing off

my rhythm.

You'll go blind.

- Please.

- I have to go to the bathroom.

Then go. It's right over there,

- I would, but--

- But what ? The squirrels ?

- How many ?

- There's only one just now.

You can't go to the bathroom

because of one squirrel ?

If I get off the bed,

he'll get the others.

That's not the point.

They're squirrels.

Squirrels, Rudy.

- They're one of the most amiable

creatures on the planet.

- Oh, no, they're not.

On the list of hostile predators,

they're right above the bottom...

just above baby chicks

and slugs.

What could they possibly want ?

Your nuts ?

- Do you think ?

- Oh, Rudy.

- Come on, I'll take you.

- [ Whispers ] Don't move.

- Don't move.

- Another one ?

It's on the end of your bed,

on the rail.

Be careful.

It's gonna jump.

[ Imitates Gunshot ]

[ Blows ]

- There's one, at the end of the bed !

- Bang !

- There's one runnin'

across the sprinkler !

- [ Imitates Shotgun Cocking ]

- Boom !

- In back of the door !

Back of the door !

- [ Imitating Machine Gun Fire ]

- Coming out of the bathroom !

Bathroom ! Bathroom !

Bathroom ! Bathroom !

- [ Gunfire Continues ]

- Yea !

Eat lead, fur bag !

Blam ! Ha-ha !

- You're cured-- Aaah !

- You've got one on your shoulder !

- Get it off me ! Get it off me !

- [ Shouting ]

- [ Shouting Continues ]

- Get it off me ! Aaaah !

We need more cover !

They're comin' in the back door !

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