Schizoid

I guess you could

Yeah, right.

Okay. All right.

We-- we're gonna miss you in the group.

We really will.

And here's to wish you a wonderful trip back east.

Okay?

And here's to help...

I hope the three weeks with your parents

doesn't wipe out two years with therapy with Dr. Fales.

Thank you.

Speaking of Dr. Fales,

Rosemary, why don't you rent them

this hot tub for therapy sessions?

Get the whole group in here.

You wanna share a hot tub with Bruce?

Or Gilbert?

I wish I was strong enough to lead therapy.

You, you're stronger than any of us.

Oh, no. I'm not.

Oh.

I just look that way.

Ooh.

Julie is like me.

Ice cube front and jell-o inside.

I'm terrified to get up in the morning.

What about your divorce?

-Did it come through? -Yeah.

Well, welcome back to single's town, girl.

You all think that I'm happy to get out of my marriage,

but I'm not.

He still thinks I'm his property though.

He's a man.

For somebody who makes their living

writing an advice column.

I wish he'd understand that he's got to stop bothering me

or I'll only have to quit my job.

Why you?

You know why. We work for the same newspaper.

Let him quit. Get him fired.

I couldn't do that.

String him up by his tonsils.

No.

Oh, my gosh.

Have a nice trip, Sally.

Thank you.

-So, you wanna come? -Oh, I can't.

I'd love to but I'm overloaded with work.

Oh, you gotta

Somebody, please help me.

- -

Help.

Help me.

Please, stop. No.

No.

No.

No.

Hey.

-Good morning, Julie. -Morning.

-Did you hear that? -Good morning, Julie.

-I'll be right in. -That's deadline.

Yeah. Well you talk to your husband about that?

Ex-husband, sweetie.

-Okay. -Too sunny in here for you?

Got a case of pink eye.

Oh, good Lord.

Oh, no.

Another one.

"Murder, I think about it more and more.

They talk forever about their stupid problems

and I'm the one who's miserable.

I wanna shoot them through the head

and I can do it.

I've got his gun.

You're one of them.

I'm gonna kill you too."

What a crackpot.

I mean, you have to be a crackpot

to write a letter like that.

You think that this is a joke?

Show it to Doug.

Go to the police.

The thing is I've gotten hoax letters before.

He's threatening you.

You don't fool around with something like this.

You should go to the police.

That is one of those nuts from that therapy group.

That's who I bet it is.

One of those nuts from that group.

I do have a group session this afternoon.

Well, there you go. You can ask a psychopath

about a psychopath.

We could've made it, you and I,

if it hadn't been for that group.

Doug, stop it.

You know that that's not true.

By the way,

have the divorce papers come through yet?

Day before yesterday.

Don't look so sad.

I'm not the only woman in the world.

It's just that sometimes, people...

Do what you want.

Do what you want.

What do you think of these?

For what?

Gonna wallpaper for the new art room.

But they're both perfectly awful.

You think so?

Who's gonna do it for you?

What do you mean who's gonna do it for me?

I'm gonna do it. My uncle was a paper hanger.

He left me tools.

Business grave if I let somebody else

hanging paper in my walls.

Gilbert, Gilbert, my God.

You surprised me.

I'm gonna be working on your building tomorrow.

-My building? Yeah.

Where you got your office.

You got some boiler problems down there.

Tell me about it. I don't even have any hot water.

It's the boiler.

My boss is sending me down to check it out.

We do all the boiler work

for the company that manages your building.

They got 50 to 60 office buildings in the city.

Yes?

Your group is coming in, Dr. Fales.

Thank you.

Alison...

are you all right?

Yes, daddy.

You were out late last night again.

I wish you wouldn't drive alone like that.

It's dangerous.

So, loneliness,

sometimes it weighs on me like a--

like a blanket made out of tar,

or rubber, or something.

Asphalt.

I don't know how to push it off.

When I'm working it's not so bad,

especially when there's a crisis.

Uh, a boiler blows up,

something like that, I fix it.

For a while, I can feel like a hero.

Then I get off work and everybody else

has got some place to go.

It makes me...

kind of angry,

makes me really pissed.

I don't know why I'm saying all this for.

I feel like that sometimes.

Everybody does.

Go on, Gilbert.

What do you do when you get angry?

I walk it,

or I drive it.

Sometimes I walk it, sometimes I drive it.

Walk it?

I don't have anybody to talk to.