heap of trouble.
Instead of perceiving no forms,
you perceive faulty forms.
So there is no sheep here, is there?
Was I close?
This is not a Rorschach test,
where some abstract blot...
...can be interpreted many ways
by many subjects.
This has one specific object.
In this case, a dog.
A dog.
What's that mean,
that I saw a sheep instead?
Who knows.
Only after the entire set has been run...
- ...can we determine--
- Why this is superior to the Rorschach...
...is it's not interpretive.
There are many wrongs,
but there is only one right.
You either get it or you don't.
And if you show a run of not getting it...
...then we have a fix on
a functional impairment...
...and we dry you out for a while,
until you test better later on.
At New Path?
- Undoubtedly.
- Undoubtedly.
Now, what do you see in this drawing...
...among these particular
black-and-white lines?
Plastic dog shit.
The little kind you can buy
and put in someone's bed.
Can I go now?
You know, Fred, if you keep
your sense of humor like you do...
...you just might make it after all.
Make it. Make what?
The team? The girl?
Make good? Make do?
Make out? Make sense?
Make money? Make time?
Define your terms.
The Latin for "make" is facere...
...which always reminds me of fuckere...
...which is Latin for "to fuck."
And I haven't been getting shit
in that department lately.
If you guys are psychologist-types...
...and you've been monitoring
my endless debriefings with Hank, tell me:
What the hell is Donna's deal?
What do I do? I mean...
...how do you make it with that kind of
sweet, unique, stubborn little chick?
You could buy her flowers.
Really?
This time of year, you can get
little blue flowers at any nursery.
Give them to her.
Yeah.
Hey, Fred, glad you could make it.
This is the informant who phoned in about
Bob Arctor, and I mentioned him.
- Yes.
- Anyway, he phoned in again...
...and we challenged him to step forth
and identify himself.
Do you know this man?
Sure do.
You're James Barris, aren't you?
So, Mr. Barris, what's your information?
I have evidence that Mr. Arctor is part of
a covert terrorist drug organization.
They are well-funded and they have
arsenals of weapons at their disposal.
And what is this organization?
I believe it to be political in nature
and very much against this country.
An enemy of the U.S.
Can you give us any specific names of
anyone else in this organization...
...persons Arctor meets with?
Yes. Miss Donna Hawthorne.
On a variety of pretexts,
he will go over to her place of residence...
...and colludes with her regularly,
I've noticed.
Colludes.
- Colludes.
- What do you mean?
Well, I've followed him in my own car
without his knowledge.
- He goes there often.
- Yes, as often as--
- She is his girl.
- Right.
- Mr. Arctor also seemingly--
- Hold up, hold up.
You think there's anything to this, Fred?
I think we should definitely
look at his evidence.
All right. Bring in your evidence.
All of it. We want names most of all.
Now, have you seen
Mr. Arctor involved...
...in any large quantities of drugs?
To be certain.
And I have carefully taken samples--
Again, without his knowledge.
--when the opportunity presented itself,
strictly for you to analyze.
- I can bring those in as well.
- Great.
Is there anything else
you wish to state at this time?
There is. Mr. Arctor is an addict.
He is addicted to Substance D.
And I fear that his mind has become
deranged over time...
...and he is now officially
to be considered dangerous.
- Dangerous.
- Yes. He is having episodes...
...that would occur with
brain damage from Substance D.
And I'm quite certain, also, that the optic
chiasm has deteriorated somewhat...
...due to a weak ipsilateral component.
This sort of unsupported speculation,
as I've already warned you, Mr. Barris...
...is completely worthless.
Now, we'll be sending an officer with you
to gather your