There is no dream
In the disease of sleep
Meatloaf please
Here you go
There is no sleep
In the disease of dreams
I'm sorry, I was only kidding
Are you visiting someone?
You're a patient?
You don't look like a patient.
I don't?
Did you choose this place?
Why?
Where else is there?
And somehow we wake up
Each day, a simple mantra
Of self-loathing on our lips
Give me a Rob Roy
On the rocks.
My mother doesn't think
So.
I receive medication
For what
Stored up like your
Father
That's what I hear
That's what I didn't want to do
I didn't want to tell you
I didn't want to tell you
You know you made me love
You.
It was nice talking to you
Too.
Take me away from this
Place.
How's it going?
How's it going?
My son has disappeared.
That's how I feel.
Hi.
That's really nice.
He'd die without me.
Hello.
Hello. I need to talk to
You.
Hello.
Are you all right?
Yeah.
The simplest thing.
Ok--some explanation: Penny Marshall's "Awakenings" was playing in the background and I really wasn't paying attention to it, but somehow Robert de Niro drew me in. Some of this is direct dialogue translation. Some of it is not.
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