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: Fuckin' nightmare. Dr. Cleveland
: Last night? Bill Whitney
: My life. Dr. Cleveland
: Are you scared? Bill Whitney
: I get scared. Dr. Cleveland
: Of what? Bill Whitney
: My parents, my sister... you. Dr. Cleveland
: Why? Bill Whitney
: I feel like something's gonna happen. And, if I scratch the surface, they'll be something terrible underneath. Dr. Cleveland
: It's perfectly normal to experience a certain irrational fear. It's no more than a phase. It'll pass, I assure you. Bill Whitney
: [takes a bite of an apple; which is infested with maggots and worms
: How do you feel about your family now, in light of all these recent victories? Bill Whitney
: My family? Dr. Cleveland
: Yes. Bill Whitney
: Uhm... nothing. I mean, I don't think about them, they don't think about me. We're just one big happy family... except for a little incest and psychosis.
: Y'know, you really deserve what's going to happen to you. Bill Whitney
: What's gonna happen? Dr. Cleveland
: You're going to make a wonderful contribution to society.
: I wanna know what happened to Blanchard. And I wanna know what your did to my sister. Ferguson
: You know the schedule; first, we dine. Then, I fucked your sister. Then, everybody else got so turned on, they fucked her too. As far as big ol' breath Blanchard goes; I ran that low-rent fool right into a pole. Pretty busy week, don't you think?
: How do you like your tea? Cream, sugar... or do you want me to pee in it? Bill Whitney
: [after being speechless for a few seconds
] You are a class act, Clarissa.
: Fuck you, butthead!
: Paranoid? I'm not paranoid. All my fears are real.