Mad to Be Normal Page #6

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Yeah.

When?

Soon.

Dad, I'm scared.

Shhhh, it's okay.

Shhh.

Can I ask you something?

Anything.

Do you believe in

life after death?

Whoa.

That's a big question, that is.

That's a belief in God.

I was going to ask that too.

Ahh.

Wow.

Well we could sit here all day

debating questions like that.

I've got time.

Well,

the Buddha was asked

about the creation of

the world and he said

that he only ever tried

to answer questions

that could potentially

be answered.

Go about.

For what it's worth, yeah,

I think there's more to life

than being trapped in a body.

It's alright.

Shhh.

I helped you into this world,

I'll help you leave it.

It's okay.

I'm here.

Wherever we may turn

This lesson we must learn

A boy's best

friend is his mother

Ronnie stop it, we're trying

to get to sleep, please.

I'm singing him a wee song

so he knows about his mother's

sweet and gentle love.

You've just come back,

you haven't even

said hello to us.

So cherish her with care

And smooth her silvery hair

When gone you

will never get an

I said stop it, I mean it.

But I like that song.

Talk to me, please.

About what?

Anything, just,

just talk to me.

You have time for

everybody but us.

We live here in this

mad house, just to be with you.

Give the f***ing

martyrdom a rest.

I deal in human f***ing

misery every day.

Up to my neck in

people's emotional sh*t.

Who takes care of me?

I'm supposed to heal.

I can't do that if I

can't even help myself.

You have to stop

drinking, okay?

Okay?

Timothy Leary

said that he would,

ah, he would distribute

300,000 trips of acid for free.

He was telling me, he says,

"Ronnie, Britain's your patch."

He wanted me to do it!

I said, f*** you.

Imagine getting f***ed by

somebody else's fantasy.

Alright.

Let's see who's the stronger!

Come on, Ronnie.

That's it.

Take him out.

Come on,

come on, get off!

I suppose I just

feel taken for granted.

Everyone else's

problems seem so,

so f***ing important.

There never seems to

be any time for mine.

I will always find

time to listen to you.

Am I interrupting?

No we were, we

I was talking to her.

Please, Ronnie.

What's your game?

What game would that be?

You're drunk.

And you're a f***ing slut,

but in the morning

I'll be sober.

I doubt that.

Ooh!

You disgust me.

You f***ing disgust me!

And your f***ing disgusts me.

Paul is our friend.

He was trying to be nice to me.

I can't do this anymore.

What has happened

to you, Ronnie?

I don't even

recognize you anymore.

Do you have any respect for me?

You think I'm sleeping

with everyone?

No, no, no.

Just the odd one or two.

I'm not!

You're becoming as

deluded and paranoid

as the rest of them.

What the f*** do you know

about delusion and paranoia?

You live a charmed life.

All I've got is misery.

You know f*** all

about misery either.

You should hear

the things I hear.

You've no idea what some

of those poor bastards

go through everyday.

Oh yes, and only the great

Dr. Laing can help them.

Every other single psychiatrist

in the entire world is wrong.

Only Dr. Laing can cure them

in his famous f***ing mad house.

You love all this!

Angie,

you're all I've got.

If I lose you, I got,

I've got nothing.

I can't feel your love.

I can't feel yours.

You alright?

F***ers!

Don't worry everyone, keep calm.

I'm going to sort this out.

You small minded f***ing

hypocritical bastards.

Come on then, come on then!

Take all this!

- Yes.

Hello John.

- Gentlemen.

- Gentlemen.

Right.

Now, Dr. Laing has

taken over the care

of a former patient of mine,

an extremely

vulnerable young man.

He was responding well to

chlorpromazine and ECT.

Laing has since

withdrawn all treatment.

So what is he doing?

Well Dr. Laing

is a great advocate

of allowing nature

to take its course.

Meaning?

He, he lets people go mad,

believing eventually they

will heal themselves,

or God will.

And your patient?

I wasn't allowed to see him.

Laing said he wanted to be alone

and that they

respected his wishes.

And this boy is being allowed

to starve himself to death,

locked in a room without

vital medication.

And remind us what

the police found.

A small amount

of LSD, on license.

I suggest we make

a formal inspection,

then move for a

recommendation for closure.

I'm so sorry

Ronnie.

What's happened

Ronnie, what's wrong?

- Suzie died.

It's okay, it's okay.

And she shall burn,

and the kings of the earth

who have fornicated

deliciously with her

shall weep and lament at

the smoke of her burning.

Where's that bastard

you've spawned?

Go on.

Jim. Jim.

Jim!

Satan who was

cast out of heaven,

and all his angels

- Get out! Go on!

- And all his angels

delivereth from the world

- Enough!

- No.

Ronnie, Ronnie!

They shall know who you are,

they will cast you

out, cast him out.

What you think about me?

I know what's happening.

What's that whore of

Babylon been saying to you?

- Right.

- No!

Mind his head.

- You're in a lot of pain.

- I'm not in pain.

You're either gonna hurt

yourself or someone else.

I can help you.

- I'll be good!

- I'm not gonna hurt you.

- You have to trust me.

- I'll be good!

No, no!

You said no drugs!

Ahhh!

Ahh!

You're a traitor.

You're a f***ing hypocrite.

Jim's been sectioned.

Well done.

What the f*** do you want?

You don't want him here, you

don't want him hospitalized.

You don't want him

to hurt people,

you don't want him tranquilized.

I did not want him sectioned.

What did you think would happen

when we turned our back?

Well guess what,

they've come for John too.

We're obliged

for his own safety

to section John Holding.

Are you kidding me?

For his own safety?

What's wrong with him?

John!

There's Daddy.

Alright, I won't be a minute.

You alright, Jim?

Still snowing.

Don't have to go

to school today.

No.

Remember when we made

the snowman last year

and the rain just

washed it away?

Do you remember that, Dad?

Aye.

Yeah.

Do you want to go

on a wee adventure?

Come on.

For f***'s sake.

Excuse me sir, can you drive on?

We'll go up to the

main road and phone.

Give me him, it'll be quicker.

Well, it's a marvelous

night for a moondance

With the stars up

above in your eyes

A fantabulous

night to make romance

'Neath the cover

of October skies

We're just

at the top of hill

on the bend of the

road by the hospital.

To the sound of the

breezes that blow

Yeah and I'm trying

to please to the calling

Of your heartstrings

that play soft and low

John's very fortunate

to have your support.

And friendship.

Well,

you're among friends, Sam.

You speak, I'll stay silent.

It doesn't matter.

$ And all the night's magic

Here we go.

seems to whisper and hush.

Alright.

$ And all the soft moonlight

He's been at a

fancy dress party,

he's a bit drunk,

just gettin' him home.

Can I just have one more

moondance with you, my love

["House of the Rising

Sun" instrumental]

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