Hector and the Search for Happiness Page #8

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Who was that?

Uh, it's sock drawer,

but don't worry,

I'm locked inside

a metal booth.

Oh, good!

Skanky b*tch.

(LAUGHING)

Listen, I was

way out of line, you know,

saying that your job

was meaningless, you know.

Believe me, nobody does

meaningless like I do, you know.

I mean, that really

was the kettle

calling the pot black there,

you know.

Oh, wait, which way is it,

the pot or the kettle

- that calls the other one black?

- And why black?

What's that all about?

I know, right?

Does it even matter?

We matter, Clara.

We, you and me, we matter.

Yeah!

(LAUGHING)

Is this call as good

as I think it is?

Yeah, I think it is.

Um, scary, but...

Yeah!

That's something else.

Which is it?

Which one is it?

It's all of them.

It's all of them.

It's the Aurora Borealis.

It's the Northern Lights.

It's all of them.

And isn't that the point?

Okay. I love you.

HECTOR:
I love you, too.

Oh! Hector.

You're a warrior.

Whew!

Would you take me

to the airport, please?

Warrior.

(Agnes laughing) Oh!

Oh, Jesus!

- Oh, I love you.

- I love you.

- Bye, bye, bye.

- I'll ship your bags.

Go, go. Passport!

(BLEEPING)

Oh, Hector!

(LAUGHING)

How was your journey?

What did you learn?

(STAMMERING) It was amazing.

Amazing!

I am so ready to go home,

to get back to my girl,

my work.

I can't wait to tell

my patients.

Tell them what?

That we all, all of us

have the capacity to be happy.

Higher than that, Hector.

That we all have a right

to be happy?

Oh.

I see.

We all have an obligation

to be happy.

NARRATOR:
Once upon a time,

there was a young psychiatrist

called Hector

who was very satisfied

with his life.

And far be it from me,

and forgive me for asking,

and I don't mean to pry,

but can this plane

go any faster?

(SCREAMING)

- it's me, it's me, it's me!

- Oh!

(LAUGHING)

Oh. Oh.

NARRATOR:

His world was complex,

sometimes even chaotic.

- Oh-ho-ho!

- Ooh!

Ah!

NARRATOR:

And he liked it that way.

He took comfort in the rich,

random patterns of his life.

- Sorry, sorry, sorry.

- Oh, mate.

NARRATOR:
He listened to his

patients with real patience.

(LAUGHING)

NARRATOR:
See what I mean?

Sometimes with surprising results.

It looks...

it looks acceptable.

Now then, Anjali,

beware the ego's need

for shaping hallucinations.

Huh, looks like somebody's ego shaped

a beautiful naked Chinese girl.

What?!

Mm-hmm.

- I... I won't pretend...

- That's right!

No more pretending.

Right!

(EXCLAIMING)

Gotcha!

(LAUGHING)

I'll get you back for that.

My girlfriend is coming.

NARRATOR:
Everything

was up for change...

including Hector.

And he learned to love

like he'd never loved before.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

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