Bipolar Page #6

Ok. Doctor.

So, do you see those two little sugar

cubes and that vial there in front of you?

Well, I'm currently seeking participants

for my own little research study.

And let's just say that

you've just been recruited.

Oh, you will be compensated for

your time and travel expenses.

And, you are older than 18,

aren't you, Doctor?

What's in the vial, Harry?

Lysergic acid diethylamide.

Street name LSD.

So, here's how I'd like to

conduct our little experiment.

One of those sugar cubes

is spiked with acid.

The other one is just a placebo.

I never gave you

a goddam f***ing placebo!

I mean, 50/50 ain't bad,

though, right?

How much LSD is on the cube?

Harry, you could kill me.

Ooh, yeah.

Y'know, I don't really know.

But, I'm pretty sure there's

enough for a beautiful trip.

Listen, kid. I could help

you. We could work together.

On your condition,

I'll find a cure for you.

It's a little late for that.

Anyway, you had your window.

This isn't you, Harry.

Look at you. Look at what you've become.

You've turned into a monster.

You have no idea.

I can see that

you're in a lot of pain.

But it doesn't

have to be that way.

I can help you, kid.

I know it. It's not too late.

You still have a future.

A bright future.

Don't ruin this

by doing something stupid.

Please, just untie me

and let me go.

I promise,

promise I won't tell anyone.

Nah. I don't think so.

- Help! Help! Help!

Oh, no. You're not going anywhere.

Those are good knots.

I'll f***ing kill you!

You lunatic! I will f***ing kill you!

Oh, look at you!

Who is the monster now?

So, have you thought about

which one yet?

Oh, still not sure.

Maybe you'd like

to use your lifeline.

You know,

phone a friend or something.

You're crazy.

You're completely crazy.

Is that your

final diagnosis, Doctor?

If you think I'm going to put that

sh*t in my mouth, you can think again.

Come on, what kind of

a research subject are you?

Pinch your nose and shove it down your

throat like the big baby you are?

Thatta boy! All right. You sure?

Yeah. The one on the right?

You might as well kill me.

There's not a chance in hell

I'm gonna put that in my mouth.

Oh, f*** me.

Let's do this.

Open up. Come on! Open up.

Come on, Doctor.

Open up, open up, come on.

Come on, open your mouth.

There you go! There you go.

There you go. There you go.

Whoo!

Now that wasn't so bad, was it?

Oh, I'm sorry I don't

have a lollipop for you.

Which one was it?

The placebo?

Don't you like surprises?

Oh God, you look so pathetic.

It's just breaking my heart.

All right,

I guess I'll just tell you.

So Doctor, as it turns out,

neither one of them was a placebo. Oops.

So Doctor, as it turns out,

neither one of them was a placebo. Oops.

I was just f***ing with you.

How's it feel? Bon voyage, Doctor.

Oh, it's kickin' in,

isn't it? Oh yes it's on.

Oh, there, there.

Don't cry.

Everything is

gonna be all right.

I will make sure that

nothing happens to you.

Now that's more like it.

I can't, can't breathe.

You gotta, you gotta untie me.

You got to untie me.

Where you going? C'mon, come back.

Come join the party.

Please don't kill me.

Please don't kill me. I don't want to die!

Please! I don't want to die!

I don't want to die!

Aah! Aah!

Is there a Doctor in the house?

I said is there

a Doctor in the house!

I'm not really a doctor.

No, I just play one on TV!

I'm on TV, man!

I play a doctor on...

Hey, I'm Harry Poole.

My father used to beat me

when I was a kid!

It's so goddam sad.

I'm so sad, 'cause my mother

killed, killed herself.

My mother killed herself

when I was a kid.

I'm so sad!

I'm bipolar! I'm bipolar!

Oh, Harry Poole, what a fool!

What a f***ing fool! Harry Poole.

You're a f***ing fool.

Hey! Hey, do something.

Oh my God.

Look at this bird, Harry.

Look at this bird.

It's so incredibly beautiful.

I saved a bird one time

when I was a kid.

It broke its wing

when it fell from its nest.

I took it home and I fixed it.

I fed it for a few days

and then I, I set it free.

I'm sorry I can't

fix you, Harry.

I'm sorry I can't fix you.

I need some air.

I need some air.

Ah, that's much better.

It's gorgeous, isn't it, Edward?

Chemical sunsets.

Ah, it's so pretty.

Let's go back down,

it's getting cold.

In a minute. Oh my God!

Look at the bird! It's huge!

Hey buddy, wait up!

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