apprehensive.
But that's just a manifestation
of the fear.
It's just the:
That's the D talking.
You know, the first thing I hear,
that when you go into the New Path...
...what they do to you,
they cut your pecker off.
They could never get away with that.
You kidding? That's a myth.
It's actually the spleen
that's remanded to their custody.
- The what?
- Hey, how is everything?
Everything is super good.
Not with me.
I got a lot of problems nobody else has.
No, no, come on.
More people than you'd think.
And more people each day.
This is a world getting progressively worse.
Can we not agree on that?
- What's on the dessert menu?
- Would you like to order some dessert?
Like what?
Well, we have fresh strawberry pie...
...and fresh peach pie
that we make here ourselves.
- No, we don't want any dessert.
- All right.
Fucking fruit pies are for old ladies.
- What do you think about New Path?
- While it doesn't matter...
...what I think, I kind of
have to tip my hat to any entity...
...that can bring
so much integrity to evil.
I mean, imagine this:
A seemingly voluntary, privatized gulag...
...managed to eliminate the middlemen
of public accountability and free will.
Wrapped it up in a bow
and gave it like a gift.
I mean, come on, this is:
This is awe-inspiring stuff.
I heard you have to go cold turkey.
Cold turkey doesn't even apply
to Substance D.
Unlike the legacy of inherited predisposition
to addictive behavior or substances...
...this needs no genetic assistance.
There's no weekend warriors on the D.
You're either on it...
...or you haven't tried it.
- Well, I like it.
- Yeah.
How many caps do you take per day?
Very difficult to determine.
But not that many.
Well, like the old-school pharmacopoeia,
a tolerance develops, you know.
These visions of bugs,
they're just garden-variety psychosis...
...but a clear indication
that you've hurdled...
...over the initial fun and euphoric phase
and passed on...
...to the next phase.
News from the guinea-pig grapevine
suggests that whatever it is...
...we won't know
until it's way too late, you see?
You see that we're all canaries
in the coalmine on this one?
I do think I have another source.
That Donna chick.
- Bob's girl?
- Yeah.
Yeah, his girl. Although I know
for a fact he never gets in her pants.
Really?
- But he talks like he does.
- Oh, yeah.
That's Bob Arctor.
He talks like he does many things.
That's not the same, my friend.
That's not the same thing.
Donna has an aversion to bodily contact.
I mean, junkies lose their interest in sex,
you realize...
...due to organs swelling up
from vasoconstriction.
And I have observed in her
an inordinate failure of sexual arousal...
...not just toward Bob Arctor...
...but other males as well.
I can't believe she doesn't put out.
Well, she would if she were handled right.
For instance, I could show you
how to sleep with her...
...for less than 3 dollars.
I don't wanna sleep with her.
I wanna buy from her.
Donna does coke, all right?
Three dollars doesn't get you
a line of coke.
That's where you're wrong, pal.
What they've deliberately done...
...is mix the cocaine with the oil
so it cannot be extracted.
But my knowledge of chemistry is such...
...that I know precisely
how to separate the oil from the cocaine.
Now, now I will freeze it.
Cause cocaine crystals to rise to the top
because they are lighter than the oil.
The terminal step, of course,
I keep to myself...
...but suffice to say, it involves an intricate
and methodological process of filtering.
How long is it gonna be in there?
Just about a half an hour.
You know, I've been thinking, Barris.
Even if we do get a pure gram of cocaine
out of this deal...
...I don't wanna use it on Donna
to get in her pants.
- That'd be like buying her.
- No, it'd be an exchange.
You give her a gift,
and she gives you one.
Besides, we're talking about
Bob's girl here.
And this is his