Enter the Dangerous Mind Page #3

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limp dick loser,

premature ejaculator.

She's laughin' at you, man.

She's dyin' of laughter.

What?

You think chicks don't

talk about that sh*t?

She's telling all

of her friends

right about now.

Probably five of 'em

sittin' around

with their f***ing lattes

talkin' about you

and your pin dick.

You are a f***in'

embarrassment.

Now everybody knows.

He jizzed his pants.

His pants.

Dyin' of laughter.

Hello!

Hello!

What do you want?

Can you just maybe turn down

your music a little bit, dude?

You're not the only person that

lives here, you know.

F*** off.

Finally.

F*** you.

You act like a f***in' man.

Tell me that didn't feel good

standin' up for yourself.

You gonna let

this b*tch keep bossin'

you around?

Huh?

Shut her mouth.

Maybe then you'll be ready

to fix this f***ed up

situation you're in.

You can't let these b*tches

just go around town

talkin' sh*t about you,

callin' you a two-pump chump

premature ejaculator.

Everything okay?

Everything's fine.

We've gotten some

noise complaints.

Mind if we come in?

Anyone else in here?

You been drinking tonight, sir?

A little.

Any drugs?

Oh, well I have a prescription.

So you do.

You got anything else?

Any weapons around here?

No.

I don't.

Wait, I, um, I have a gun.

It's just a... just a toy.

It's an air pistol.

Mind if we have a look at it?

You want... oh, okay.

Okay.

Okay, that's good.

I got it.

Thank you.

Okay.

I'll just... I'll just...

I'm just gonna sit down.

Please.

What you got there, a 22?

I don't... I don't really

know about...

about guns at all.

Twenty-two can do

some real damage

if you're not careful.

Okay.

What do you use it for?

I... I don't.

I don't even use it.

I just, um...

well, I shot at targets

a couple times,

but it was, um, well,

it was boring.

It's just like computer games.

All right.

Well, do yourself a favor,

and just keep the music down.

If we have to come back,

we're gonna cite you

for disturbing the peace,

you understand that?

It's not... not really fair.

She would disturb me.

Sir.

Okay.

Keep the music down.

Stop it.

Um, I just um...

do you remember,

Vermood, was talking,

your friend, was talking

about having me do

the remix for him, so I did it.

And I think it's... I think

it's cool.

If you have four minutes,

I came here to play it for you.

Jim, I'm at work right now.

Right.

Well, I was just swingin' by.

I'll, um...

I'll just...

there's one other thing,

if you don't mind,

just real quick.

I just...

had a lot of fun

the other... the other night,

and I wanted to know

if you wanted

to hang out again sometime.

I just don't want you

to think I'm a total loser.

Do you think we could

talk about this

in Kevin's office?

It has nothing to do with that.

But I think that you're

a really great guy,

and I think that

you're super talented.

And if you're open to it...

She's lying.

We could try being friends.

Stop it!

Jim, what's going on?

She's a f***ing c*nt.

You're a f***ing...

You're a f***ing c*nt.

F***ing c*nt.

F***ing c*nt.

So, I'll see you at home?

Cases like Jim's

are the reason...

that I stopped

doing clinical work.

He's schizophrenic.

It's more than psychopathology.

This isn't politically

correct to say,

but there's a limit to...

I am a man.

How much we can help people.

I am a man.

Shut up!

There's some extreme cases

where no amount

of talk therapy

will help a person recover.

I mean, medication can help them

become more functional.

Can I get the vodka?

The real healing

is just not always possible.

So, you're saying some

people are beyond help.

Jim has been through

horrors that you can't

begin to imagine.

He obviously needs help.

Needing it and wanting it

are two different things.

No, men don't let lying

c*nts f***ing tell everyone

how pathetic they are at sex,

and they can't do

anything right.

They can't even been touched

without f***ing cumming

in their pants!

You piece of sh*t!

You listen to me.

You know what you have to do.

I don't know it.

I am not gonna let you alone

until you do what

you have to do.

With all due respect, I think

that's complete bullshit.

I'm sorry,

I just... I...

I just don't understand how

you can decide

which cases are just

too difficult.

We'll see.

We'll see what happens.

Hey, Jim.

Okay, friend,

we'll see what happens.

It's Kevin.

We'll see.

Whoa, Jim.

- Jim, I...

- Shut up!

The truth hurts too much.

Go ahead, p*ssy.

Go ahead and let me

see you do it.

Let me see it.

I wanna see that

you have balls.

I don't believe.

P*ssy.

You dumb f***.

You're never getting rid

of me, Jim.

Not as long as you need me.

You got that?

As long as you insist

on being a f***in' vagina

who lets people

walk all over him,

you'll need me to protect you,

to show you what to do.

You're a child, Jim.

Scared.

Helpless.

Useless.

Lonely little child.

What would you do without me?

Got no friends.

No one loves you.

No one gives a sh*t

about you except for me.

No girl wants you

and your tiny little pin dick.

You will never satisfy a woman.

We haven't been able

to lift any good prints,

unfortunately.

20/20 mean anything to you?

No clue.

Well, you have any idea

who mighta done this?

Sure, I got about eight

or 900 suspects

in my old case files.

We'll see what the lab says.

It could just be

kids messin' around.

I mean you never know.

But, I'll keep you

posted, all right?

You know,

sometimes when we think

we're protecting somebody,

but really,

we're just makin' it worse.

I'm just sayin' that

as your friend.

I don't wanna call

the police on him,

I just want him

to get the help he needs.

You can't help

what's inside of him.

No one can.

You should know that.

You know what really

happened that day

with his brother

and the other boy?

It wasn't his fault.

That's all that matters.

Mrs. Whitman,

Jim's illness is only

gonna get worse.

Thank you for your visit.

You don't understand.

I can't help him,

unless I know what

really happened to him.

You can't prove anything.

And you can't change anything.

So, what is the point

of digging all that

back up now?

I don't want him to get hurt.

Leave my son alone.

Jim?

Jim, this isn't cool.

You can't just show

up to my building.

Did you listen to my remix?

Oh, my God, what happened?

I just... I think if

you hear it,

I know you'll like it.

Wendy, I don't feel so good.

I don't feel so good.

Why don't you just sit down?

Have a seat.

What happened to your ear?

I had to make him stop.

Make who stop?

He says mean things

to me all the time,

and I... I can't make

him stop.

I don't know what to do.

It's gonna be okay.

He makes me so angry.

He makes me so angry.

You know,

you don't have to respond

to him when he talks to you.

And you don't need

to be afraid of him.

Shut up!

Sorry, Wendy, I didn't mean

to make you afraid.

I didn't mean to scare you.

He just won't...

he just doesn't know you.

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