The Lathe of Heaven Page #3

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Doesn't that strike you as a nice idea?

<i>I don't know.</i>

Well, we'll work on it.

You're feeling very sleepy, George. Very relaxed.

You're going to sleep in a moment.

Now sleep George.

Sleep!

In a moment I'm going to suggest a dream to you.

And you will dream that dream.

You are going to have a very good dream, George.

Beautiful sunshine, no smog,

no rain.

Antwerp!

What a hell is he doing?

The Augmentor is not doing, ah.

- Penny - Is something wrong?

No. No, nothing at all!

Doctor, are you all right?

Yes, yes of course!

- Get me a report on weather on the line. - Yes, Doctor!

George! George! George!

What did you dream, George?

It was an effective dream, I can tell you that.

Can you recall it?

Yes.

I was having a picnic on Mount Hood

in the rain with Genghis Khan

And his umbrella lit.

And then the sun came out.

I have weather on line 2, Doctor.

That's good.

Schedule for Mr. Orr for noon tomorrow. Can you make it, George?

- Yes, but why should? - Good.

Good.

It's actually stopped raining.

All right, George, go on now. I'll see you tomorrow.

This is the weather report for Portland, the Sunshine city.

The temperature is 105 degrees Fahrenheit, 40 degrees Celsius.

Humidity is 8%, the barometer is 29.80

You see, it's because of all this sunshine!

- We were better off when it rained all the time. - Yes, that's the truth!

He knows!

He knows!

Son of a b*tch knows!

<i>- I'm not insane, am I? - Oh, no, of course not!</i>

<i>Why didn't you tell me back in the office?</i>

George, I thought we had a very good session this afternoon, extraordinary really.

But don't you think we can continue this tomorrow?

But, wait a minute, you're acting like nothing happened.

Oh, a great deal happened, but let's not make more of it than it is!

We have a long way to go.

My dream stopped the rain.

George, it hasn't rained in Portland since two years ago last Easter.

Why are you doing this to me?

One cardinal rule of this therapy,

never hand the answers for the patient on a silver platter.

- Now you must work for them otherwise they are meaningless. - The sun is out!

- It stopped raining. - Yes, it's beautiful, isn't it?

You told me to dream a sunny day and I did, now you admit it.

George,

It's impossible to correct a defective reality or intension of it over night.

But we are making the real progress. I'll see you tomorrow.

- But - Tomorrow!

- Orr? - Yes.

Heather Lelache. Please, be sitted.

Was this an accident?

- What? - Your overdose.

No. Yes!

My legal advice is agree to the psychiatric treatment

and you won't be prosecuted, or prosecuted for that matter.

But the therapy scares me.

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