Stay

Hey, watch where you're going, you old klutz...

- Sorry. Sorry. - You gonna pick that up?

Pervert.

You're late. I've been looking all over for you.

I slept right through the alarm clock. That baby kept me up all night.

- What baby? - I don't know. Our neighbors have a kid?

Our neighbors are 90 years old.

You want to try and get the paint on the canvas.

I like it messy.

Oh, yeah? I gotta go.

Hey-

I just start drinking and doing a lot of, like, pills.

'Cause then it just kills the pain, and then I can just deal with it later.

I'm just saying-I'm not telling you to go drink.

I know you go to meetings. I'm just telling you what works for me, okay?

It's hard to deal with those feelings. Well, drinking kills feelings. That's why.

It's gonna hail this afternoon.

You think? Looks pretty sunny to me.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm Dr. Sam Foster. You must be Henry.

Where's Dr. Levy?

Didn't she get in touch with you?

No.

Oh, I'm sorry. She's away for a while.

- I'm covering for her. - She's away where?

She's not feeling well. She'll be back in a couple of weeks.

I guess you could call me that.

Oh.

This is her office.

Yeah, we share it. I'm only here a few hours a week. Please take a seat.

Oh, I see.

So you treat the, uh...

depressed investment bankers, paranoid housewives all week?

Come up here to do a little pro bono work?

It's the other way around.

The bankers are paranoid, and the housewives are depressed.

Now, you're a junior at the college. Is that right? Majoring in fine art?

She passed me off to you, huh?

You get the hard cases.

Does it make you uncomfortable that I'm filling in for her?

She was trying to help me.

I'll try and help you too.

She afraid of me? Is that why she's gone?

Did I scare her?

Should she be afraid of you?

I've read your file.

And can I read your file?

Tell me why you're here.

I thought you read the file.

You torched your car. Why?

I don't remember. I just woke up...

and I was in the car, and it was on fire.

Is that something you do-set fires?

I didn't mean to hurt anybody.

Who did you hurt?

I don't know. I'm gonna go.

No. Please, sit down. We have more time.

No, I, uh-I'm gonna go home before this hail starts.

The king of Poland goes hunting in the woods with one of his assistants.

And they're looking around...

and suddenly on the other side of the clearing a farmer walks by.

Hold still.

And the king raises his rifle, and the farmer yells...

"I'm not a moose."

The king shoots and kills the guy...

and the assistant's shocked.

And he says...

"Sire, the man said, 'I'm not a moose."'

"Oh," says the king. "I thought he said, 'I am a moose."'

It's a joke.

No, I'm just trying to figure out...

if I'm the king or the farmer.

You're the moose.

- I'm the moose? - Yeah.

Well, I appear to be the moose.

- It's shit. - It's not shit.

It's not shit.

Still there.

Sometimes I forget.

They're from another life.

Oh, my God.

I love this song.

I know you. Psych 221. Professor Azzopardi?

You did that presentation on psychosis and Tristan R￪veur, right?

No smoking on the train.

Look at the sign, fella. No smoking.

Capisce? Put it out.

"Capisce"?

Put out the fucking cigarette.

You oughta be locked up, you asshole.

Beth? Sam. I hope you're getting some rest.

Look, I met with your patient today-Henry Letham.

I'd really like to talk to you about him.

Give me a call, okay? I wanna hear your voice.

You don't think it's a little odd- predicting a hailstorm like that?

So he watches the Weather Channel.

No. I looked in the newspaper. There was nothing about hail today.

How's Beth?

I don't know. She hasn't returned any of my calls.

She always kinda liked you, didn't she?

What, are you jealous?

Of Beth?

- I'm just faking it. - Your students love you.

My students love me 'cause I give 'em all A's.

I mean, what the fuck do I know? This kid could be the next Rothko.

Tell me I'm good.

You're good.

Tell me they'll remember me.

Who's "they"?

The world.

Is that what you want?

The world will remember you.

Now take off your clothes.

Hey.

Who did that?

My girlfriend.

Where'd you get that?

This? I bought it.

Henry, what are you doing here? I-

I wasn't expecting you. I have someone coming in.

So, have you considered a career in meteorology?

Hmm?

The weatherman said something about hail?

The weatherman?

No.

You know, I can't even listen to him anymore?

I don't understand a word that comes out of his mouth.

You don't understand the weatherman?

No.

But you do?

Sure. He says rain, I bring an umbrella.

Henry, give me something.

I'm good at what I do.

Well, I'm hearing voices now.

Voices?

They come and they go, but when they are there-

You're hearing them now?

Okay.

Can you write down what they're saying?

- Yeah? - Hey, Dr. Foster. It's Frederick.

Can you read it to me?

- Hmm? - Can you read it to me?

Uh, yeah.

"Hey, Dr. Foster. It's Frederick."

This is-This voice isn't in your head. This is a real voice.

Okay. Well, I don't know.

Maybe you could show me how to tell the difference?

Go on.

I don't know.

"I didn't move him. I know you're not supposed to move 'em."

"I can't watch anymore."

"Stay with me, Henry. Stay with me."

Hey, guys. Sorry to interrupt, but, uh-

Hey, Frederick, can you give me a minute?

- I've got a conference call at 11:00. - Just a minute. Thank you.

Yeah, okay.

Where's this from?

Oh, I burned myself.

You burned yourself? Why?

Practicing for hell.

Why do you think you're going to hell?

Um...

'cause of what I did.

What I'm gonna do.

What are you gonna do?

You're gonna try and kill yourself?

And how seriously should I take that?

Saturday at midnight is when I'm gonna do it.

You gotta know that everything just changed.

If you talk to me about suicide, I'm required to take certain actions.

Hey, look. Just wait a second. Wait a second.

Just, you know, deal with him...

Just, you know, deal with him...

and, uh, we'll talk about it next time.

There's a next time?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, we got three days.

He's coming.! He's coming.!

I am not a monster, goddamn you! Get off of me!

Nobody's calling you a monster, Daisy. Come on now.

Please.! You said you would-I don't deserve this.!

Well, if you'd just remember to take your pills, you wouldn't have to go through this.

- I'm not a monster. I'm lovable. - I know you are.

I'm lovable. Stop!

- No, please! I'm lovable. - Very lovable.

He's coming! I oughta know he's coming!

I'll be good. I'll be good! I don't want to-No!

- Hey, Sammy. - Hey.

He's just a kid! He's just a kid!

Okay, now. Let go, Daisy.

He's just a kid!

He's just a kid.!

Sorry about that. You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I'm used to dealing with neurotic stockbrokers.

Neurotic stockbrokers pay better.

So, uh, what brings you to Club Meds?

I have a student threatening to kill himself.