yourself. Well, my original goal was to rid my agency of Satan's influence... and to bring Jesus Christ back into the advertising business, where he belongs. Yes, but I think that the revised goal that we talked about... was finding a position forJack McDermott, not forJesus Christ. Dr. Weitzman, he's still walking around naked. I think he has a long way to go. For a guy who runs the universe, he's scared shitless. That's my diagnosis too. Jack, let me ask you a question. You raised yourself from the dead, right? Did the agency give you extra perks with that, or just those three days off? You weren't there! I was pulling down a hundred big ones a year... when you and Satan were out chasing Daryl Hannah! Do I sense some hostility here? Maybe they should role play this, Doctor. - You wanna talk about this, Jack? - I was senior V.P. I had a corner office. They crucified me. - [Jack Sighs] - [Weitzman] You're doing great, Jack. You know, it takes time, but you're doing great. Yes, Henry. Oh, great. I've been waiting for this all morning. Dr. Demento speaks. On the first Monday of every month, it is my intention to submit to you, Dr. Weitzman, a complete report of all infractions of hospital rules, particularly by these patients. Who's gonna do the report on you, you jerk-off? [Scoffs] See what I'm up against, Doctor? - He's worse than I am. - Guys, guys, come on. We're all in this together, right? That's what this group is about. We're a team. Exactly. But these idiots don't understand that. Yeah. Henry, would you mind if I made a small observation? Just listen to it. Leave the clipboard. Just listen. I know that you're trying to be helpful, and we all appreciate it, but focusing on other people's problems is really just a way of avoiding your own. Oh. Exactly. Exactly. Fine. Right. So let's talk about you. I have seven letters from your wife in my office. She hasn't heard from you in a year and a half, Henry. I don't wanna talk about that. I want you to know it's safe in here. We're all here for you. Everything is so disorganized, such a mess. Well, reality's messy, Henry. But that's okay. It's not for you to clean it up. But who else is gonna do it? Not these guys. It's tough to take orders from a guy who irons his socks. I want you to do me a favor, Henry. I don't... Uh, uh! I don't want you to pick it up. I don't want you to think about it. It's not your responsibility. [Weitzman] Good. Good. Next week, we'll work on leaving the rest of the pieces of paper in the world where they are. You're gonna find out that chaos is okay, Henry. Chaos is great. [Chuckles] Could we go now? Every week you get up and say, "Can we go now?" And every week I tell you, "We haven't heard from Albert yet." Nobody's ever heard from Albert. I've had better conversations with cheese. This is just Albert's way of dealing with things right now. Okay? Sit down. This is not okay. What's that? This is Brian's cupcake. Every day an innocent man is deprived of his dessert, and we sit here and do nothing. Ohh. Boy, you could do some time for that, Big Al. [Billy] Oh, boy. Brian's cupcake. I say we drag him outside and beat the shit out of him. Guys, guys. Brian isn't complaining, so let's just drop it. All right? Don't worry about the cupcake, Albert. You were going to work on saying the names of the guys in the group. You wanna try? Billy. Henry. Jack. Dr. Weitzman. You wanna try? Strike three, Doc. There's no joy in Mudville. You know, three weeks ago, before we came off medication, Albert wasn't trying to communicate with anybody. At least we now know that he's listening. Yeah. To Phil Rizzuto.
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