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: The doctor will be back soon. We're on a very tight schedule.
[That night, they're still in the van. No doctor
: How do you like the game so far? I'm having a ball. Great seats huh guys? it's funny the hot dog guy hasn't been around.
: I'm the doctor until the doctor comes back! Billy
: Okay, you be the doctor and I'll be the escaped mental patient, okay?
[Kicks the van and walks off
[In a bar
: Would you mind cleaning up your area? Nobody likes a Mr. Messy. Patron #1
: Fuck you. Henry
: [to Patron #2
] He refuses to clean up his area. Patron #2
: Leave me alone, jerk-off. Henry
: Do I sense some hostility here?
: [Begins to undress
] We are all naked in the eyes of the lord. Henry
: STOP! This man is clinically insane! He is presently undergoing treatment at Cedarbrook Hospital under my supervision!
: Does this mean we are actually leaving the hospital grounds? Billy
: No, the Yankees are going to come here and play. There gonna throw some lights up in the rec room. What a stroker.
: 10 minutes and 47 seconds, Mr. Caufield. Boy, some patients make a therapist want to shake his head.
[Billy kicks a chair out of the semi-circle and sits down
: Straighten out that chair! Billy
: Henry, imagine this: my chair is straight and all the other chairs are out of order. There's a real mind-bender for you there.
: [Holds up the cupcake Albert had stolen
] This is NOT okay. Dr. Weitzman
: What's that? Henry
: This is Brian's cupcake. Every day an innocent man is deprived of his dessertwhile we sit here and do nothing. Billy
] Ooh, you could do some time for that, Big Al. Ooh! Brian's cupcake. Doc, I say we drag him outside and beat the shit out of him. Dr. Weitzman
: Guys, guys, Brian isn't complaining so let's just drop it, alright? Don't worry about the cupcake, Albert.
: Great! Breakfast. I'm starved. Henry
: That's not ours. That's Ed's. Jack
: Did Ed make the sun shine? Did Ed make the wheat grow? Henry
: I don't know the man.
: Hey guys, time for a hug? Jack
: I don't think so. Billy
: Maybe after the game. Albert
: Play ball!
: Henry, the kitchen made us some brownies. I'd like you to be in charge of passing them out. Henry
[points to Jack
: but none for the bishop of bullshit.
: Can you recommend a good clinical psychiatrist in the area? We seem to have lost ours.
[They are under a large cardboard box in the rain
: I think we should review our goals. Billy
: Review our goals. Wacko, we gotta find the doctor. Henry
: Who put you in charge? I'm in charge here. Jack
: Read the New Testament, Sparky. You'll find out who's in charge. Billy
: Get outta the way!
[They bump a pedestrian
: Albert, you step on my foot one more time, I'm gonna kill ya! Albert
: Kill the ump! Jack
: Why does a grown man have to smell like tuna fish?
: You see those two towers? World Trade Center. I was an architect working on them. First they just wanted to build one but I said, "Fellas, we're here. What the hell, throw the other one up". Turned out pretty well, didn't it? Henry
: Jerry, I need two Rum Collins, two Jack Daniels, one on the rocks, and a Heineken. Bartender
: [to Henry
] What'll it be? Henry
: Jerry, I need two Rum Collins, two Jack Daniels, one on the rocks, and a Heineken. Please.
: [about why he threw a chair through the window
] I'm sorry. I just flashed back to 'Nam. Dr. Weitzman
: You never made it to Vietnam, Bill. Henry
: He's too violent for Vietnam.
: We're gonna have to search all these hospitals ourselves.
[Looks at a page he tore out of the phone book
: That's public property. Billy
: Yeah? Watch this: public property...
[folds the page and puts it in his pocket
: Private property. Henry
: [in the hospital room of whom they think is Dr. Weitzman
] Father, may I say a few words? I knew this man perhaps better than anyone here. I pledge to continue his work for as long as I live.
: He devoted his life to the treatment for the insane. Billy
: [looks at the corpse - turns to Henry
] Henry, may I say a few words? Henry
: Oh certainly, William. Billy
: It's not him. Henry
: [after pause
] Perhaps I'd better bring my remarks to a close.
: Let me hold the gun. Henry
: No. Jack
: I let you sit in the front seat!
: Dr. Newald's going to be very, very, very upset. I'm going to have to make a full report. Jack McDermott
: You're a sick man. It's a sickness of the soul.
[flips Henry the finger
] Jack McDermott
: Put *this* in your report! Albert
: Foul ball!