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Danny?
Okay, so you've heard of, Dick Wagner, right?
Yeah, sure. 70's band called Frost.
Yeah, but did you know he was in a group from Michigan...
- before then called "The Bossmen"? - Yeah, no, I love them.
Sort of pseudo-Beatles?
I've got original 45's of "Take a Look" and "Here's Congratulations".
Oh, yeah? Well...
I'm guessing you don't have the single that's got "You're the Girl"...
and "Wait and See" on it?
Nobody's got that. That's the only Record I'm missing from my 60's garage bands.
I've got the Plagues...
The Sheffields, The Five Emprees, The Rationals from Detroit...
You know what? It just so happens I was in Detroit last week...
doing a piece of paper, and who do you think I bumped into at a record shop?
- Who'd you run into, Phil? - Well, I ran into Pete Woodman...
- the Bossmen's drummer. - No shit.
And he's got extra copies of all that stuff.
- Danny? - Can you get me one?
It's past lunch time. Take your break.
Oh, shit!
I was supposed to meet Denise for lunch.
See you later, man.
Phil!
I've got to hear "You're The Girl", okay?
- Get me that record? - You got it, man.
Hey, Danny.
Hey, Sara. I'm sorry, I'm kinda in a hurry.
I was just wondering are you moving?
No, why?
I saw your sofa in the alley and I thought...
Hi. I'm looking for a patient. Billy?
William Dornboss?
Drug rehab.
- What are you doing? - Polishing.
- Where did you get all this stuff? - You know, around the building, mostly.
So what happened, Danny?
So what happened what?
"What happened what?" What happened with you and Denise, what happened?
Well, who said anything happened?
Danny, it's written all over your face.
I can smell it from over here. I can taste it...
she dumped you, man. I've seen that look a thousand times.
Hell, I've seen that look in the mirror.
Oh, man, fuck it, you know?
She had no taste. She would gather up her clothes in a rage and throw them on.
She'd look like a Wal-Mart exploded right near her.
She did you a favor, man. I don't know why you liked her.
Well, she was pretty...
nice.
"Nice." What are you gonna do with "nice", Danny?
What can you do with "nice"?
And she was pretty, but you know what? She was too pretty.
Pretty things always have a tragic end one of the laws of nature.
It only serves to make them more beautiful. It would have ended badly.
- Sometimes you scare me. - The truth is scary.
I gotta go. I gotta...
When are you getting out of here?
Two days.
Hey, listen, Danny.
Before you go, you should check out the psycho ward down the hall.
It's very entertaining. They've got this guy there, he's fucked.
He's got this black hood over his head and he's all strapped up.
It's very creepy.
- Take care of yourself. - Enjoy.
You're really not supposed to be in here.
I'm a relative.
She doesn't have any relatives that's why she's in here.
I'm sorry. I...
I was just curious. I have a friend here.
- What, rehab? - Yeah.
Yeah, I can guess who.
Would you ask Mister Dornboss to return the knobs...
and the locks to the doors?
It really is something of a nuisance...
and in some cases hazardous to the patients.
Now, will you excuse us?
No, I'll leave. I was just...
wondering... I mean she...
she looks healthy. She doesn't look sick.
Well, there's really nothing wrong with her except she's asleep.
She has a condition known as "Kleine-Levin Syndrome"...
accompanied by cataplexy.
- Are you a medical student? - No, Art.
Oh, thank God.
Have you ever heard of narcolepsy?
Yeah, that's where you fall asleep a lot.
Yeah, well, in Miss Baxter's case, she is asleep most of the time.
It's the result of an automobile accident...
before she was born.
And she doesn't wake up?
Oh, no, she wakes occasionally for a few minutes...
we never really know when or for how long.
It's an interesting phenomena...
it's rare.
She's really only lived a small portion of her life.
- Will you excuse us? - Yeah.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
And that is, like, '66 or '67, is it? Oh, my God, that's Alan Price...
that's Alan "House of the Fucking Rising Sun" Price!
My god, I don't even think they released this, you know?
I mean, they made this after... after he left The Animals.
Yeah, I wonder what that story was?
Why leave a hit group, with huge chart hits right when you're on top?
Well, from what I heard, he was just afraid to fly, you know?
He was just not gonna get on a plane. So that... that was it.
It's kinda hard to have a music career if you don't fly, right?
Well, that is life, you don't take the big risks, you don't get the goodies.
I gotta get out of here, but, I talked to The Bossmen's drummer...
and he's gonna send me those copies.
And if you don't pull any more shit on me, you might get one.
- Bye! - See you.
- Yes? - Hi. Mrs. Mulliner?
I'm Mrs. Sloan, your "Molly Kay Cosmetics" representative.
Hi. My name is Danny. What's yours?
Mom?
Mom?
Mom!
I'll bet you're glad to be out of there.
I don't know, I was starting to like that place. It suits me, I think.
- Really? - The psych' ward was really sweet.
There's a lot of really intense character studies in there.
I'd like to go and paint some of the really fucked up ones...
you know what I mean? Speaking of which, did you see their genuine serial killer?
Yeah... the, guy in the, padded cell?
- Yeah, creepy, huh? - Yeah.
One of the orderlies told me his story. He was a rare book dealer, a mesmerist.
He was arrested after he hypnotized his girlfriend...
and ordered her to jump off the roof of a building.
And at trial, he got the prosecutor to park his car, on the Metro-Rail tracks...
twenty-three people dead, a hundred and three people injured.
- No, that's not true. - It's totally true.
Don't you remember that train derailment four years back?
- Yeah. - The work of Byron Volpe.
Apparently, he's got these crazy eyes that's why they keep the hood on him.
You know I saw them?
- You saw the crazy eyes? - Yeah, just a second, but...
you know, if he's so crazy, how come he's not in prison?
Yeah, some kind of conflicting psych evaluations, legal wranglings.
They say he's some kind of genius.
Well, if he's such a genius, how come he's locked up?
He's too smart. Stupid people have it made.
- Stupid people? - Stupid people and ugly people.
- Ugly people? - Yes.
Too smart or too beautiful, you draw too much attention to yourself. However...
if you're a little thick and your face looks like it was kissed...
by a Mack truck, you can just sit back and enjoy life going by...
like a tennis match.
It's beautiful.
Speaking of which, did you see "Sleeping Beauty"?
What do you mean?
That hot little "cream puff" in the room next to "Ted Bundy".
You went in there?
Yeah, I went in there and apparently you did, too. Good looking girl, huh?
Weird about her though, don't you think?
Being asleep all the time.
Gotta be the perfect girl, though, don't you think?
I mean, women, they're mostly decorative anyway and the one's that aren't...
they're too much trouble.
I would like to see what she'd have to say for herself if she woke her up.
Just stay away from her, okay?
Hey, Danny.
What have you gotten yourself into?
It's just...
you know, it's nothing. It's just...
they say you have to be careful how you talk to her.
Well...
I won't corrupt her. She's all yours. I like my women a little more lively.
She's all yours for the next couple days.
What do you mean?
I heard some shrinks talking. They're gonna move her to some lab...
gonna make some kind of experiment out of her... like Frankenstein.
A poem by Byron Volpe.
"The wanderer stopped to turn over a rock.
The rock gave way...
and what was below ruined his day."
Leave her alone, pussycat.
She's mine in time in time, she's mine.
Tick, tick, tick.
Tick, tick, tick, tick.
Tick, tick, tick, tick.
Hi, Laura. It's Danny, I've brought something for you.
Classical music is the best, isn't it?
I wish you would wake up.
There's a lot that we could talk about.
Life just must seem like a...
a big dream to you.
I wonder if you have re-occurring dreams?
You know, I do.
I dream that I'm...
back at home.
with Mom and Dad...
before Dad died and...
I'm in bed and everything is...
cool.
And then I wake up...
and I'm here.
Jesus Christ.
We can take normalized readings for later tabulations.
You may only have a few minutes.
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