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: Let's see, uh... George... George... there's a tumor in your brain, that's spread out like a hand, threads of it, you know, everywhere. But instead of dysfunction - now here's the mystery, George. Instead of destroying brain function, so far it's been stimulating it. We can't understand that. You have more area of active brain use than anybody ever tested - ever - because of those tentacles. I mean, we've seen tumors like this before, it's called astrocytoma. And it explains, uh, the dizziness, and... the illusion of light. But the way it's in there, waking up areas of the brain, it's a... big mystery. So... George Malley
: And it's killing me.
: [speaking about George's transformation
] He never really changed at all. Isn't that right Doc? I mean he never really got any smarter. Doc? Doc
: Banes... how's your lady love? Banes
: We... um... we broke up. Doc
: Really? That's too bad, yeah. Now George has a love at his side and she is sticking with him. You know why? Because he bought her chairs. That's pretty smart to me. You ever buy Lisa's chairs?' Banes
: Doc's real drunk tonight.
: Every woman has her chair, something she needs to put herself into, Banes. You ever figure out what Lisa's chairs were and buy 'em?
: Nope. But, you're right about one thing, George never changed.
: [after hearing several of the townsfolk openly disparage George in the Bar
] Why do ya have to tear him down? What are ya so afraid of? What have you got to lose? He wasn't selling anything! He didn't want anything from anybody! He wanted nothing from nobody! Nothing! And you people have to tear him down so you can sleep better tonight! So ya can prove that the world is flat and ya can sleep better tonite! Am I right? Am I right?... I'm right... The Hell with all of ya. The Hell with everyone of ya.
[storms out of the Bar
: George, how did you manage to get your pressure to come down? George Malley
: Oh... I found my pace. Simple thing really. Hard to explain.
: [George has just made a pen move across the table
] Th-that's telekinesis! George Malley
: Yeah... is that O.K?
: [Doc sits on the side of George's hospital bed looking sorrowful
] "God damn it. Somethin' happened about 25 years ago when you broke your leg and I set it, George. I don't know what to call it, but uh, somehow you got into my heart more than most. And f... and for a man who's never been a father, I sure feel like I'm losing a son. Yeah. Georgie. Yeah."