Girl Interrupted Script Pdf

When you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? While sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy.

Maybe it was the '60s. Or maybe I was just a girl. Put her in restraints. Withdraw blood for tox. - Hold on. - Give her five milligrams of Valium. - You got your end? - Want to do a C.B.C.?

Turn her head so she doesn't aspirate. Aspirin fragments and vodka, I think. Don't tell me what you think. Take it to the lab. You should check my hand. Denoiser Serial Number Crack Adobe. There's no bones in it. Looks like a wrist banger.

Is that why you did this? And other things. Her parents are on the way. Sometimes it's hard. For me to stay in one place. In your hand. How did you pick up the aspirin?

What is my mother doing? Would you answer my question, please? How did you pick up the aspirin if you had no bones in your hand? By then, they had come back. No, you don't. Indulge me, then. Explain it to me.

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Explain what? Explain to a doctor that the laws of physics. Can be suspended? That what goes up may not come down? Can move backwards and forwards.

And now to then and back again. And you can't control it?

Why can't you control it? Why can't you control time? Where were you? Everyone is here. - Mary, you remember Susanna. - Yes, I do. So this is what you're wearing?

I didn't know it was so early. I would have changed. Hey, everybody.

Look who's here. - Happy birthday, Dad. - Thanks, sweetie. I'm sorry. I want to say hi to her.

Sweetie, would you hold this for me? I want to say hi to Susanna. Professor Gilcrest's wife.

Barbara Gilcrest. Do you remember me? - I'm Bonnie's mom. - Yeah. Your skin is so beautiful. Bonnie was in your Lit class, wasn't she? How is she doing? She just go accepted to Radcliffe.

What a conundrum. I'm a Wellesley girl, myself, but. I think young women should make up their own mind, don't you? Are you stoned? Do you smoke pot? How do you feel right now? I don't know what I'm feeling.

You need a rest. Well, I'll go home, take a nap. You need to go somewhere where you can get a genuine rest. And you're very lucky.

The best place in the world for someone like you. Is less than a half an hour from here. You don't mean Claymoore. Four days ago. You chased a bottle of aspirin with a bottle of vodka. I had a headache.

Your father is a friend of mine. He's a colleague. He asked me to see you, even though I don't do this anymore.

You're hurting everyone around you. Claymore is a topnotch place. A lot of people go there. Even writers. Yes, I'd like a cab at 1240 Milford, please.

My mother's here. It'll be less emotional if we do it this way. Your parents and I have talked about it.

Now, make sure no stops. Susanna, are you there? I want to see you again.

- It was a one-time thing, okay? - Just come to my office tonight. Sweetie, where are you? We're opening the presents. Tell them you're going to a friend's. Who do you want me to tell first? My parents, the department chairman or your wife? What did you do?

Well, you look normal. Well, everyone's sad. I see things. You mean like tripping?

Then they should put John Lennon away, huh? I'm notJohn Lennon. Don't get too comfortable. Shouldn't my parents.

You have to sign them, Miss Kaysen. You're over 18. This is your decision. I didn't try to kill myself.

That's the kind of thing you talk about in therapy, honey. You have the distinction of being the only senior at Springbrook. Not going on to college.

May I ask what you plan to do? I plan to write. But what to you plan to do? Look, I'm not going to burn my bra. Or drop acid or go march on Washington. I just don't want to end up like my mother. Women today have more choices than that.

No, they don't. You forgot one, dear. Speaking for Dr. Wick and myself. Welcome to Claymoore. This is the women's ward, also known as South Bell. This is where you'll be staying, and this is where I work.

All right, this is the second floor. I need you to stay close to me because it's easy to get lost here. This is our ward. All right. Let's start with this room. This is the art room. Polly. What are you doing in here? I feel very musical today. Can I just.

Not today, honey. That's Polly. - Polly was in the art room by herself. - I'm sorry, Val. Ah, the living room. Everyone hates it.

And these are the phones. You need to make a call, pick up the handle. Tell the nurse, she'll connect you. This is the nurses' station, which is self-explanatory. And this is the TV room where everyone hangs out.

I want my fucking clothes. Then you'll have to eat something, won't you? This is where you check-in. If you want walk on the grounds or something. Oh, lordy, pick a bale of hay Pick a bale of cotton Pick a bale of hay She thinks that bothers me. Right now.

You're an ' R,' which means you're restricted to the ward. But in about a month, you'll probably move up to two-to-ones. Which is two nurses to every patient. I'm not going to be here that long. I'm just here for a rest.

It's all right. Everybody gets the same tour free of charge. Georgina, this is Susanna, your new roommate. Susanna, you're very lucky. Georgina's an excellent roommate. Why, thank you, Valerie. You're welcome.

Susanna, will you excuse me? I have some business I have to attend to.

Georgina, will you take Susanna down to the dining room in a half hour? Yes means yes, Georgina. - That. - Oh. Yeah, they're French. The French Resistance smoked them, I think. You ever read this? I saw the movie a bunch of times, though.

The movie's actually based on the first book. I read that one too, but there were no ruby slippers in it originally.

They added that. This one takes place afterwards. Dorothy doesn't really have such a big part in this one. Let anyone in your room yet? It's good to be home.

- Hey, Torch. - Hey, Lisa. - You miss me? - Not much. Get her to her room. Gretta'll do the strip search. - Who's that with Georgie-girl? - Come on. - Where's Jamie? - I can't deal with this. - Don't give me a hard time. - Where's Jamie?

Where is she? Let go! Don't you fucking touch me!

Her name is Susanna. She smokes French cigarettes. Why is all your shit on her bed? Where's Jamie? - What are you talking about? What the hell are you doing, Lisa? Back off her. Back off. You've been gone for two weeks.

A lot of shit has gone down. Back off. How'd she do it? Get the fuck off me! You weak people. You're all weak fucking people! You're victims!

You people are fucking sick! No, Val, please. Get her legs! - Fuck, no! - Get her feet!

- I got her! - Get off! We have got to cut those nails again. My God. What the hell was that? That was Lisa. And Jamie was your roommate? Jamie was Lisa's best friend.

She was sad last week 'cause Lisa ran away. So she hung herself with a volleyball net. Oh, I'm sorry. Cynthia Crowley. Susanna Kaysen.

McWilley, and these are for you. - What are they? - They'll help you sleep. - It's 10:30. I'm not gonna. - For Christ's sake. You can discuss it in the morning, dear, with your doctor. In the meantime, we'll just have to agree to disagree.

Take them here. Have some water. You can go now. Teresa McCullian. Daisy Randone. Member of the honor society.

Heading off to Tulane University. Andrea Jacobs. President of the French Club and honor society.

And on her way to Sarah Lawrence. - What is she doing? - Some kind of a stunt. Wake up, freak. Why do they do that?

They're just doing checks. They'll space them out more after you've been here a while. How did she get all. When she was ten. Her mother told her that she had to give away her puppy. 'cause he was giving her a rash. And so Polly went.

And found her father's gas can. And she poured it all over where she was getting the rash. She lit a match. What about you? Why are you here?

Pseudologia fantastica. I'm a pathological liar.

- What are your plans this fall? - What? What are your plans this fall? I don't have any. I'm going to be an ethonobotanist. Full scholarship to M.I.T. I'm gonna join the Krishnas.

Hare Krishna? That's interesting, actually. I was kidding. You're Susanna, right? I'm Toby. Andrea Jacobs' brother. I was at graduation. You're pretty when you sleep.

I mean, everybody thinks about it at some point. How would you do it? I don't know. I guess I haven't really thought about it. Once it's in your head, though.

You become this. Strange, new breed. A life-form that loves to fantasize about its own demise.

Make a stupid remark, kill yourself. If you like the movie, you live. - You miss the train, kill yourself. - Susanna. Let's not talk about this anymore, okay?

Because it's. What are you doing?

'Cause I don't want to kill myself? That's not cool to you? I don't want to die. I was just talking.

Look, the world is fucked up, okay? It's so fucked up that if some draft zombie. Pulls my birthday out of a barrel, I'm gonna die. When's your birthday?

I'll pray for you. You asked for this? Are you going to watch? That's why there's so many fuzzy-legged women around here. Has anybody ever watched you shave your legs? I got two kids and one bathroom. What do you think? I think you should lock the door.

September 14. - Bingo, bingo. - 'December 30.' A guy I know was just drafted. What's his name? He's dead now. Get out, Lisa! I'm not in your room, Daisy. I'm right fucking here.

- Do you want some of my nail polish? - Get out! - You're looking better, Lisa. - Thanks, Margie. - How's the engagement going? - Well, you know. I've been away. Joe wants me to. Before the wedding. Fuck his brains out. Use a rubber.

Gosh, hell, no. Can I bum one? So, have you had your first Melvin yet? Bald guy with a little pecker and a fat wife. Your 'ther-rapist,' sweet pea.

They're giving you shocks. Or, God forbid, letting you out.

Then you get to see the great, wonderful Dr. She means Dr. I've been in his office, but I haven't met him yet. He's a she. Dr.

Wick's a girl. That's right, M.G. Wick's a chick. - Lisa! - Hence the nickname. When the fuck is my checkup? It's now, Lisa. You said you'd be in your room. Can't let you sit too long without popping the hood.

Susanna, you have Melvin in half an hour. I'll take you there. Why are you using the past tense? What do you mean?

Well, he was only drafted today. So chances are he's not dead yet. Probably has several months. Before he even reports. He was just a nice guy, that's all. And it made me feel bad.

You've been feeling bad in general. You've been feeling depressed.

I haven't exactly been a ball of joy, Melvin. I understand you tried to kill yourself last week. Anything you want to tell me about that? I had a headache.

So I assume you took the recommended aspirin dosage for a headache. I didn't try to kill myself. - What were you trying to do? - I was trying to make the shit stop. The time jumps, the depression.

The headaches, the thing with your hand? All of the above. What is it? Are you puzzled about something? I guess I am, Melvin. I guess I'm puzzled as to why it is I have to be in a mental institution.

- You put yourself here. - My parents put me here. No, they didn't. Everyone here's fucking crazy! You want to go home. Same problem.

M.G., look at me. Play with me. Don't be sad. - Lisa. - Yeah.

What are these? - Colace. It's just a laxative. I don't need them. Are we going to have a problem?

May I see? Thank you. Are we going to have a problem? Phone call, booth one.

- Hi, Mom. - 'Hi, honey. Your father's on too. ' His plane got stuck at Dulles. - 'How're you doing, honey? ' - I'm fine, Dad. - 'You know, sweetheart'. - Oh, God!

Valerie, please. If you can't give me any Ex-Lax, can I please have some Colace? No more laxatives. - Margie? - I can get her some prune juice. This is outrageous. Made new friends, and I said.

This isn't Camp Winnetka. ' - Daisy? - Fuck off. I have something you want. - You're all packed up. - I'm leaving in a month. My dad got me an apartment.

Where? - It's near the airport. One bedroom, two baths, eat-in chicken. He fixed it up real nice for me. - You mean 'eat-in kitchen.' - That's what I said, asshole. So what do you have that I want?

- Put it on the bed and get out. - Put yours on the bed. Don't take advantage just because she's new. - Pony up some Valium. - Get the fuck out. Or I'm calling Valerie! Why don't you call Valerie? Let's ask her for some Colace just like Susie Q's got in her hand.

Why does it stink in here? - I don't take Valium. - I know. That's the point. They give them to you, and you don't take them.

Are you going to eat that. Checks. You've got visitors, Daisy. I want some fucking Colace. Talk to Melvin tomorrow. You know what I think? I think you want to poop. I think it's been days. I don't care. - I do care!

So Daddy buys you a private and no one gets in. You never leave except for when Valerie makes you go to the cafeteria.

Where you never eat. You're a laxative junkie, so. I always thought you were likeJanet but here you are with this chicken. So what's with that, huh?

My dad owns a deli, asshole, with a rotisserie. I like my dad's chicken, and when I eat something else, I puke. But why do you eat it here? Why don't you like to go to the cafeteria? Which do you like better? Taking a dump alone or with Valerie watching? Everyone likes to be alone when it comes out.

I like to be alone when it goes in. To me, the cafeteria is like being with 20 girls all at once taking a dump. That is fucked up, Daisy. All right, assholes! 'Dios' fucking 'mio. ' I guess that's how Daddy knows she's eating.

When I get five, Valerie makes me throw them away. Scribble, scribble, scribble. - Written anything about me yet? - Don't do that!

Is Daisy really getting out? She coughed up a big one. I mean, she's insane. That's what 'ther-rape-me' is all about. That's why fucking Freud's picture is on every shrink's wall. He created an industry. You lie down, you confess your secrets, you're saved.

The more you confess, the more they think about setting you free. But what if you don't have a secret? Then you're a lifer, like me. I was changing her diaper.

And I turned to get the powder. And while my back was turned, she rolled off the bed. She rolled off the bed and broke her leg. The doctor put her in a body cast, but he also strapped her down. - This has nothing to do. - You never told me this. Carl had been planning this trip to Santa Monica. But he had a commitment with RAND, so we took her with us.

On the back seat, strapped to this board, 4,000 miles. If you like, Mrs.

Kaysen, we can discuss this further. On the way out. Just how long is my daughter going to be here? With all due respect, Mr.

Psychiatry and economics are different. The length of Susanna's stay isn't fixed.

It depends on her response to treatment. Depression? It's almost Christmas. What are we supposed to say to the people back home who care about her? You see, Melvin, what's going on here'. ' is my parents are having a little holiday cocktail Christmas party crisis. - Susanna. - What? What is this borderline business you mentioned on the phone?

I don't think that's useful to Susanna. - I mean, not. - What 'borderline business'?

- You see, the mind. - Borderline what? Borderline between what and what? It's a condition. And it's called Borderline Personality Disorder. It's not uncommon, especially among young women. What causes it? We're really not sure.

- Is it genetic? - Oh, Christ! It is five times more common. Among those with a borderline. I can't do this. I can't. I can't do this. ' Razors pain you, rivers are damp.

Acid stains you, drugs cause cramp. Guns aren't lawful, nooses give.

Gas smells awful, you might as well live.' - Asshole. - Fatso. Call me a cab. Okay, you're a cab. Lisa said you got into Daisy's room. And it was full of chickens. Susanna, you have a phone call.

'So what's your 'diag'-'nonsense'? ' - Who is this? - 'What'd he say to Mom and Pop?

' I have a borderline personality. - That's nothing. What else? - 'He didn't want to say. ' He thought it would affect my recovery. Listen, tongue your meds tonight.

After 1:00 checks, Gretta always goes out for a smoke. Check the mirrors, and if they're clear, you go down to Hector's closet. And it will be open.

This is how Lisa gets out when she escapes. We're under administration so, no good here. Good thing this place works on a sliding scale. We get to mingle with the lock-picking trash.

Susanna, you're up. I've only done this once in my life. When they built this place, they put the tunnels in. So the loons didn't have to go anywhere in the cold. I must have missed that in the brochure. Hey, open this door. What the fuck are you doing?

Wick's office. Georgina Tuskin. Susanna Kaysen. Cynthia Crowley. - Congratulations. - Thank you.

Janet Webber. Fuck you, Melvin. Want to see mine?

Let me see yours. ' Highs and lows increasingly severe. Controlling relationships with patients.

No appreciable response to meds. No remission observed.' That was before you ran away.

We are very rare, and we are mostly men. Lisa thinks she's hot shit because she's a sociopath.

- I'm a sociopath. - No, you're a dyke. ' Borderline Personality Disorder. An instability of self-image, relationships and mood. Uncertainty about goals. Impulsive in activities that are self-damaging. Such as casual sex.'

- I like that. - 'Social contrariness. And a generally pessimistic attitude are often observed.' - That's me. - That's everybody. I mean, what kind of sex isn't casual?

They mean promiscuous. I'm not promiscuous. Look atJanet. No, it's all right. You know, taking us for ice creams in a blizzard.

Makes you wonder who the real whack jobs are. I think it's kind of nice. I think it's nice to do something nice on Daisy's last day. - I'm going to have peppermint stick. - Me too. Can I have peppermint stick? - Sure. - No, it's just called a peppermint.

- Peppermint dick! - Honestly. Peppermint clit! - We're just gonna have four cones. - Four cones.

- Susanna, do you want anything? - I'm fine. - Ronny. - Yes? - You got any hot fudge? - Yes. Can I have a vanilla sundae with hot fudge. And sprinkles?

Rainbow, not chocolate. Whipped cream. Let's have a seat, ladies. Melvin thought that I should live in a halfway house. But my father knew that I deserved my own apartment. So he got me the prettiest apartment.

It has an eat-in chicken. And all this beautiful wicker furniture and. Which is fantastic. Wicker butterflies. My very favorite part.

Is like in the phone book. There's a sign right outside that says: 'If you lived here you'd be home now.' Do you remember me? You must remember me. Gilcrest, hi. - Susanna, are you okay? - Hey, Bonnie.

How's Radcliffe? - Wellesley. I'm enjoying it. It's strong in art. I'm going to the Sorbonne this summer. - That's great. - You know, I know all about you.

And I hope they put you away forever. - Is this the professor's wife? - What professor?

You told everybody. - Lady, back off. - Was I talking to you? No, you were spitting on me, so mellow fucking out.

- Don't you tell me what to do. - She gave your husband a rim job. Big fucking deal! I'm sure he was begging for it, and I heard it was like a pencil anyway. How dare you? Some advice, okay? Don't point your fucking finger at crazy people! Let go of me.

- Mother. - Get that out of my face, asshole! You shared a man with that woman? - Did you enjoy the fresh air, Lisa? - Yeah, I did, Val. Because it's the last time you're leaving the ward. Is that a dare or a double dare? Raise your arms.

Very good. We're going to be trees. Feel the strength in your arms as the branches. And reach those branches up to the sky. Come on, Susanna. Reach.

Lisa, all right. Reach your arms, girls. Reach. Feel the stretch through the hip. Very good. Let your arms be branches.

Feel the strength of those branches. Reach. Reach all the way up into the sky.

Let the wind blow the leaves, and let your fingers be the leaves. Feel the wind. Good. Just lift up. Lift up. Very good, girls.

Now feel your feet Feel your feet be rooted. Go down into a plie. Very good. Good, girls. Polly, very good. Now stretch it. The wind's blowing really hard this way.

- It's blowing you over. - That is not fair! Seventy-four is the perfect weight! Good luck, crazy bitch. Now what kind of tree can you be, Janet, down there on the floor?

I'm a fucking shrub, all right? I cannot fight back. You're used to it. It's so clear.

Tonight in Memphis, Tennessee. Alone on the balcony of his hotel room. Last night, he said this. What will happen now. We've got some difficult days ahead. Because I've been to the mountaintop. And I don't mind.

What are your other chores like? Well, they call me mom 'and mama and mommy and'. Susanna, you have a visitor. Well, how. What are you doing here? I ship out next week.

It's okay. We have ten minutes till they come back. What you doing? Well, why don't you go to your room and do nothing, huh? - Hey, Margie. - Hey, Lisa. - What you doing? - Checks.

- How's Joe? - He's fine. Lisa, I have to do my checks. Yeah, and taking five minutes from me would be a dereliction of duty? What would you do if I had punctured artery? You'd just go about your rounds, ignoring my wounds?

- Stop it. - Stop what? Look at this.

- Go ahead. - That's enough. Take one fucking step, and I'll jam this in my aorta.

- Stop it. - Lisa, your aorta is in your chest. Good to know. - I'll make a note of that. - Good. Susanna, you have grounds privileges. Why don't you take a walk? Go get a cup of coffee.

We should get out of here. - The cafeteria's this way. - Just keep walking.

My wheels are here. What are we doing? We're going to Canada. Susanna, you're not crazy. You don't need to be here. I tried to kill myself, Toby. - What, you took some aspirin. - I took a bottle of aspirin.

And that buys you a year in this place? Susanna, that's bullshit, okay? They're breaking you. Now come on, all right? Everything's changing, man. What the fuck do they know about being normal? I have friends in here.

They're eating grapes off of the wallpaper. They're insane. If they are, I am. Baby, listen. Come with me.

Look, my dad gave me five grand. We can go up there. We can build a cabin in the woods.

Susanna, look. I know that this sounds crazy. But I think I love you. So come with me, okay? Come with me. - You wanna leave, don't you? I mean. - Yes. I wanna leave.

But not with you. Not with you. Susanna, wait a second. Why did you do that? Fix the lightbulb at night.

I'm not here in the morning. And that's when you like to draw your pictures and stuff, so. Why do you like me? I just like you. I wish you were getting better, though.

I would take you out to go see a movie. Or something. That'd be nice. Just step. Let her be.

Seclusion. Take her to seclusion. - I got you. - Come on. What happened to my face? My face. Quieten down. You're all right. - My face! - You're all right.

And the important thing is. A few miles from the crossing point. 'of Interstate 4 at'. What happened to Polly? What needs to happen? No one's ever gonna kiss her. They're building a new Disneyland in Florida. If I could have any job in the world, I'd be a professional Cinderella.

You could be Snow White, and Polly could be Minnie Mouse. And then everyone would hug her and kiss her and love her. And no one would know what's inside that big giant head, you know?

Give me your keys. - It's Susanna. - Just play something. If talking did shit, we'd be out of here by now.

And life is making you lonely You can always go downtown All the noise and the hurry Seems to help I know Downtown in the traffic in the city where the neon lights are pretty How can you lose The lights are much brighter there Forget all your cares and go - 'Downtown' - Back to your room, please. - 'Things'll be great when you're downtown' - Please. Back in your room. - 'Everything's waiting for you' - McWilley will wake up.

- 'Just listen to the rhythm' - Give me the guitar. - You're gonna get me fired. Lisa. - 'You'll be dancing with him too' Before the night is over - Susanna, give me the guitar. - 'Happy again' - Oh, yeah. - It's okay.

You're gonna get me fired, you know that? Downtown Everything's great When you're downtown I'm writing you up. I am sick of this bullshit. You can go in now. - What did she do? - They drugged Nurse McWilley.

Good morning, Susanna. - Good morning. - How are you? I'm fine, I guess. You look tired. Polly freaked out last night, and we stayed up singing to her. Have you become friends with Lisa? Is that bad? - Does it feel bad?

Before you came here, did you have many girlfriends? Would you say that, before you came here. Your friends consisted mainly of boys, of men? Does it say in there that I'm promiscuous? Why do you choose that word? How many guys would I have to sleep with.

To be considered promiscuous. textbook promiscuous? - What do you think? - Ten. And how many girls would a guy my age have to sleep with to be promiscuous? A hundred and nine? Someone who's impulsively promiscuous. Might engage in a sex act with a guest in their room.

And then engage in another sex act. During the same day with an orderly. Am I in trouble for kissing an orderly or giving my boyfriend a blow job? Melvin says you have some very interesting theories about your illness. You believe there is a mystical undertow in life.

'Quicksands of shadows.' And another one of my theories is that you people don't know what you're doing.

Still you acknowledge there is a problem coping with this quicksand. I have a problem coping with this hospital. I wanna leave. I can't do that. I signed myself in. I should be able to sign myself out.

You signed yourself into our care. We decide when you leave. You're not ready for it, Susanna. Your progress has plateaued. - Does that disappoint you? - I'm ambivalent. In fact, that's my new favorite word.

Do you know what that means, ambivalence? - I don't care. - If it's your favorite word, I would. It means 'I don't care.' That's what it means. On the contrary, Susanna. Ambivalence suggests strong feelings in opposition.

The prefix, as in 'ambidextrous,' means 'both.' The rest of it, in Latin, means 'vigor.' The word suggests that you are torn. Between two opposing courses of action. Will I stay or will I go?

Am I sane or am I crazy? Those aren't courses of action. They can be, dear, for some. Well, then, it's the wrong word. I think it's perfect. 'What world is this?

What kingdom? What shores of what worlds?' It's a very big question you're faced with, Susanna. The choice of your life. How much will you indulge in your flaws? What are your flaws? Are they flaws?

If you embrace them, will you commit yourself to hospital for life? Big questions. Big decisions. Not surprising you profess carelessness about them. This way, Susanna. John was moved to the men's ward. Wick's office.

We live in a time of doubt. No longer seem reliable. - 'End the war now! ' - 'We are rich but our system'. Daisy sent us a postcard all about her new apartment. She got a pussycat.

Where's Lisa? You know where she is. They just put her in another ward. I think you need to get up. I'm just going to rest for a while. Just a little while. What do you want? What are you doing? What the fuck are you doing? Get me the fuck out of this tub!

Get yourself out. Where's Lisa? Where the fuck is Lisa?

What's the matter? Can't hack it without her? You banish her for singing to Polly? We were trying to help her.

We were trying to help her! This place is a Fascist torture chamber! See, I worked in state hospitals. This place is a five-star hotel. Oh, Lordy, pick a bale of cotton - 'Oh, Lordy, pick a bale'. - I can take a lot of crazy shit. From a lot of crazy people, but you. You are not crazy.

Then what's wrong with me, huh? What the fuck's going on inside my head? Val. What's your diag-nonsense? You are a lazy, self-indulgent little girl.

Who is driving herself crazy. Oh, is that your own medical opinion, huh? Is that what you've learned in your advanced studies at night school. For Negro welfare mothers?

I mean, Melvin doesn't have a clue, Wick is a psycho. And you, you pretend you're a doctor. You sign the charts, and you dole out meds. But youse ain't no doctor, Miss Valerie. Youse ain't nothing but a black nursemaid.

And you're just throwing it away. You still wanna go to Florida? Lisa, we need money, don't we? - You've been tonguing your meds, right? - Yeah, but I only have. They gave me shocks again. All right, Jamie? I have to get out of here. What are we doing?

' Dear sir, please give Daisy Randone assistance. Installing a telephone at 23 Vicar Street.' I thought we were going to Florida. We just need a place to crash till we get plane tickets.

You don't want me, Tony. Yes, I do, baby. No, you don't. I'm a crazy girl.

You're crazy, so we can't have one night of bliss? I am a crazy girl. - You've been in a hospital? - Yes. Do you see purple people? My friend. He saw purple people. And so the state came and took him away. He didn't like that.

Some time went by, and he told them he didn't see purple people no more. He got better. No. He still sees them.

We gotta split. - Hey, somebody stop her! She took my fucking wallet! Identify yourself. It's Susanna and. It's Susanna. - You got Valium? - Yeah. I'm sorry for being a bitch. I was a drag.

That's for you. My dad bought her for me. This is the Castro Convertible. - It pulls out. - Yeah. - Where's the bathroom? - Right there. - You don't have a tub. - No, I don't. - What about upstairs? - No.

So, what, did you two escape or what? Actually, we're going to Florida. All you have is mustard and your chickens.

So, what are you girls going to do in Florida? I'm going to be the new Cinderella at Walt Disney's new theme park. Susanna's gonna be Snow White. You can come if you want. You can be the cocker spaniel that eats spaghetti.

I wanna make pancakes. I wanna go to bed. In the morning. I want to make pancakes in the morning.

There's a market on the corner. Pans are under the sink. Silver's in that drawer.

Do you have any money? Do you have some sort of a safety net down there? People you know down there in Florida? This is for your pancakes. Don't make a lot of noise in the morning. I like to sleep late. I'll come down when I'm ready.

Give me the Valium. We don't need your daddy's money. Then leave it there. Just give me the fucking Valium. - What's this, huh?

What's this? - Let go. - Trying out your new silver? - Get the fuck off me.

- Less appealing for Daddy? - Lisa. - Look at your own arm, asshole. - I'm sick, Daisy. We know that. But you're in so-called 'recovery' playing Betty Crocker. Cut up like a goddamn Virginia ham. Just stop it, okay?

Help me understand, Dais. 'cause I thought you didn't do Valium. Tell me how this safety net is working for you. Tell me that you don't take that blade and drag it across your skin. And pray for the courage to press down. Tell me how your daddy helps you cope with that. Illuminate me.

My father loves me. I bet, with every inch of his manhood. I'm going to sleep now.

Please be gone in the morning. You're just jealous, Lisa. Because I got better. Because I was released. Because I have a chance.

They didn't release you because you're better, Daisy. They just gave up. You call this a life, hmm? Taking Daddy's money, buying your dollies and your knickknacks.

And eating his fucking chicken, fattening up like a prize heifer? You changed the scenery but not the fucking situation. And the warden makes house calls. And everybody knows.

Everybody knows that he fucks you. What they don't know is that you like it. You like it. - Shut the fuck up!

Hey, man. It's cool. It's fucking fine. A man is a dick. Is a man is a dick is a chicken. Is a dad, a Valium, a speculum, whatever. You like being Mrs. Probably all you've ever known, huh? Have fun in Florida.

Has she come down yet? But she's been playing that shit all morning! What an idiot. I need an ambulance. - Make it a hearse. Daisy Randone. I think she killed herself. You pressed her buttons. Now you're taking her money. I didn't press shit. She was waiting for an excuse.

Pack up. We have to go, all right? We have to go. Now we have money. Susanna, don't be stupid.

We should send someone for a litter box. Can I pet the kitty? Hello, puddycat.

You're so cute. Where's Georgina? She's staying with Polly tonight. They're playing with your cat. Did they find Lisa? I couldn't stand up to her.

A decent person would have done something. Gone upstairs. Talked to Daisy. Melvin said you went upstairs. What would you have said to her? I don't know.

That I was sorry. That I'll never know what it was like to be her. But I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile.

How you try to fit in, but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside. To try to kill the thing on the inside. Susanna, it's all well and good to tell me all this. But you've got to tell some of this to your doctors. How the hell am I supposed to recover when I don't even understand my disease?

But you do understand it. You spoke very clearly about it a second ago. But I think what you've got to do is put it down. Put it away. Put it in your notebook. But get it out of yourself. Away, so you can't curl up with it anymore.

Lisa thinks it's a gift. That it lets you see the truth. Lisa's been here for eight years. I'm so sorry. - I was a pig. - It's all right. Do not drop anchor here, understand?

When you don't want to feel. Death can seem like a dream. 'But seeing death'. 'really seeing it'. Fucking ridiculous. 'when something peels back'. 'maybe'. Because we can't believe our minds.

Life was easier without her. - 'A thought is a hard thing to control.

' - 'Out in the real world'. I began to feel things again. - 'Crazy, sane, whatever I was. ' - 'Stupid, smart'. Back to the world.

To use the place to talk. - My tongue becomes this intrusion. - 'So I saw the great Dr. ' three times a week. Every thought in my head. Do you think maybe I have ESP or something, that I'm gifted?

You think I can be home by Thanksgiving? Nothing's happened in weeks, you know. The point is control. Yeah, and here I am, in control, off meds.

No headaches, sleeping sound. Can you help me? To be helped any longer. To go back to Kansas.

' - 'Then why didn't you tell her before? ' have believed me. She had to learn it for herself. What have you learned, Dorothy? 'I think that it'. To see Uncle Henry and Auntie Em.

For my heart's desire again. Than my own backyard. Because if it isn't there.

To begin with. It's been a while. And I just wanted to say hey.

- You okay? - Fabulous. You're gonna be late. Gretta's waiting for you. They still fucking with you? Actually, they're letting me out. Oh, that's great.

You better go. Uh, well, my dad got me a job, a part-time job. At a bookstore in Harvard Square.

And I got an apartment with a phone so I can. Stay in touch.

And I'll be seeing Sonia twice a week. Is that your long-term plan. to work in retail?

Then what do you plan to do? I plan to write. Cynthia Crowley. Susanna Kaysen. - You know, I don't think I need them. - Sleeping pills, darling. Autodesk 3ds Max 2011 Portable Free Download.

You want to be rested for tomorrow, don't you? Last night's a long one. Katie Cooper. Teresa McCullian. Garbage. - Relax. - Come on - Come on.

Open the door. - Come on! - Leave me alone! This way! - Stop it!

'If I spread my fingers, my hand looked more human. So I did that. But it was tiring holding my fingers apart, so I let them relax. And then, I turned my hand over. And the back of it wasn't much better. My veins bulged.' Shut up. I'm reading.

'I can honestly say that my memory has been transformed. So by Freud's definition, I have achieved mental health. And my discharge sheet reads, 'recovered.

' 'Recovered.' ' Don't do this! 'Whatever it was, I just didn't want it.

Find something new. Had my personality. Had I stopped arguing with my personality? ' We were just reading your book. We figured since it's your last night, we'd have a little read-aloud. Celebrate all the wisdom you're carrying into the world. You know, try to learn something, grow as people.

We read how when you were a baby, they strapped you to a board. And how you think Georgina doesn't want to leave and Polly never will. And that I'm criminally insane. What are you guys doing here? ' Lisa's eyes, once so magnetic, now just look empty.' That is mine. 'Georgina lies only to people who keep her here.

Sometimes I think she wants to live in Oz forever.' - How perceptive. - You better erase that thing. 'cause my father is the head of the CIA. And he could have you dead in minutes! - 'In this world, looks are everything. - Oh, God. Sometimes I think Polly's sweetness and purity aren't genuine at all. But a desperate attempt to make it easier for us to look at her.'

So nice of you to pass judgement on us now that you're cured. What the fuck are you doing, Lisa? I'm playing the villain, baby, just like you want. - I try to give you everything you want. - No, you don't. You wanted your file, I found your file! You wanted out, I got you out! You needed money, I found you some! I'm consistent!

I told you the truth! I didn't write it in a book! I told you to your face. And I told Daisy to her face what everybody knew and wouldn't say.

And she killed herself. And I played the fucking villain, just like you wanted. Why would I want that? Because it makes you the good guy, sweet pea. And you come back here, all sweetness and light and sad and contrite. And everybody sits, wringing their hands congratulating you and your bravery. Meanwhile, I'm blowing guys at a bus station for the money in her robe!

- Stop it, Lisa! - Shut up, Polly! Where are you going? - I'm talking. Where are you going? - Lisa, stop it, please!

Where are you going? I'm talking to you. You don't like me anymore?

- 'Cause you're free? - Shut up! You think you're free? - You don't know what freedom is! - Please, Lisa! I can breathe! You're gonna go choke on your average fucking mediocre life. You know, there are too many buttons in the world.

There's too many buttons, and they're just. There's way too many just begging to be pressed. They're just begging to be pressed. You know? They're just begging to be pressed. And it makes me wonder.

You know, it really makes me fucking wonder. Why doesn't anybody ever press mine? Why am I so neglected? Why doesn't anybody. Reach in, rip out the truth and tell me. That I'm a fucking whore and that my parents wish I were dead? Because you're dead already, Lisa! No one cares if you die, Lisa.

Because you're dead already. Your heart is cold! That's why you keep coming back here. You're not free.

You need this place. You need it to feel alive. It's pathetic. I've wasted a year of my life. And maybe everyone out there is a liar.

And maybe the whole world. Is stupid and ignorant. But I'd rather be in it. I'd rather be fucking in it. Than down here with you. Please don't. Did you get it?

I had to trade with a transvestite in the men's ward. I'm not really dead. I'm gonna miss you, Suzie Q. No, you're not. You're gonna get out of here, and you're gonna come and see me. You know all that stuff I write in my journal.

I don't know what I'm saying. They're just thoughts. Maybe I'm a liar.

You think if I left Ruby here, you'd take care of her for me? Let me play with her when I come for my therapy? - Yeah? - Yeah. - Yeah. - Bye, Susanna. Remember me when you shave your legs. Declared healthy.

And sent back into the world. 'My fi'n'al diagnosis.

' a recovered borderline. I still don't know. Was I ever crazy? Or maybe life is.

I remember you. Where are you going? Crazy isn't being broken.

Or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me. And enjoyed it. You could be a child forever.

They were not perfect. But they were my friends. And by the '70s. Most of them were out.

Living lives. Some I've seen. Some never again.

But there isn't a day 'my heart doesn't fi'n'd them.