Susanna[narrating]Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the '60s. Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupted.
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Lisa[Southern accent]Razors pain you, rivers are damp / Acid stains you, drugs cause cramps / Gun aren't lawful, nooses give / Gas smells awful, you might as well live.
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LisaYou know, there's 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--they're just begging to be pressed, and it makes me wonder, it really makes me fucking wonder, why doesn't anyone ever press mine? Why am I so neglected? Why doesn't anyone reach in and rip out the truth and tell me that I'm a fucking whore, or that my parents wish I were dead?
SusannaBecause 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.
[Lisa falls down to her knees and screams]
SusannaI've wasted a year of my life. Maybe everybody 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, then down here with you.
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SusannaDeclared healthy and sent back into the world. My final diagnosis: a recovered borderline. What that means, I still don't know. Was I ever crazy? Maybe. Or maybe life is.
Cabby Monty HooverHey, I remember you. Where are you going?
SusannaCrazy isn't being broken, or swallowing a dark secret. It's you, or me, amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished 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 find them.
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Valerie[about Daisy]What would you have said to her?
SusannaI don't know. That I was sorry. That I will 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. You hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside.
ValerieSusanna, it's all well and good to tell me all this, but you gotta tell some of this to your doctors.
SusannaHow the hell am I supposed to recover when I don't even understand my disease?
ValerieBut you do understand it. You spoke very clearly about it a second ago. But I think what you've gotta 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.
SusannaLisa thinks it's a gift. That it lets you see the truth.
Susanna[narrating]When you don't want to feel, death can seem like a dream. But seeing death, really seeing it, makes dreaming about it fucking ridiculous. Maybe, there's a moment growing up when something peels back... Maybe, maybe, we look for secrets because we can't believe our minds...
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SusannaAll I know is that I began to feel things again. Whatever I was, I knew there was only one way back to the world and that was to use the place to talk. So I saw the great and wonderful Dr. Wick three times a week, and I let her hear every thought in my head.
LisaSome advice, OK? Just don't point your fuckin' finger at crazy people!
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DaisyYou're just jealous, Lisa... because I got better... because I was released... because I have a chance... at a life.
LisaThey didn't release you 'cause 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 fucking 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. Hmm? You like it.
Lisa[to Susanna]Hey, man, it's cool, it's OK. It's fine, 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, whatever.
[then turns to Daisy]
LisaYou like being Mrs. Randone. Probably all you've ever known.
Dr. WickIf it's your favorite word, I would've thought you would...
SusannaIt *means* I don't care. That's what it means.
Dr. WickOn 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.
LisaYou wanted your file, I found you your file. You wanted out, I got you out. You needed *money*, *I* found you some. I'm fucking consistent - I told you the truth - I didn't write it down in a *fucking 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.
LisaBecause it makes you the good guy, sweet pea. You come back all sweetness and light, and sad and contrite, and everybody congratulating you on your bravery. And meanwhile, I'm blowing the guys at the bus station for the money that was in her fucking robe!
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Dr. CrumbleSusanna, four days ago... you chased a bottle of aspirin with a bottle of vodka.
Susanna[reading from a book]"Borderline Personality Disorder. An instability of self-image, relationships and mood... uncertain about goals, impulsive in activities that are self-damaging, such as casual sex."
ValerieYou know, I can take a lot of crazy shit from a lot of crazy people. But you--you are not crazy.
SusannaThen what's wrong with me, huh? What the fuck is going on inside my head? Tell me, Dr. Val, what's your diag-nonsense?
Valerie[hovering over Susanna]You are a lazy, self-indulgent little girl who is driving herself crazy.
SusannaIs that your... *professional* 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* to be a doctor. You sign the charts and dole out meds. But *you* ain't no doctor, Miss Valerie. You ain't nothing but a Black nursemaid.
Lisa[to Daisy]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.
InstructorNow what kind of tree can you be, Janet, down there on the floor?
JanetI'm a fucking shrub, all right?
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[Lisa is talking to Daisy about going to Florida]
LisaAll you have is mustard and your chickens! I am going to be the 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.
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SusannaYou know, taking us for ice creams in a blizzard... makes you wonder who the real whack jobs are.
TonyDo 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, and he told 'em he didn't see purple people no more.
Dr. WickQuis hic locus?, quae regio?, quae mundi plaga? 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.
Lisa[to Susanna]You think you're free? I'm free! You don't know what freedom is! I'm free! I can breathe! And you... you're gonna choke on your average fucking mediocre life!
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DaisyWhich do you like better? Taking a dump alone or with Valerie watching?
DaisyEveryone 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.
LisaYeah, well, that's what ther-rape-me's all about. That's why fuckin' Freud's picture's on every shrink's wall. He created a fuckin' industry. You lie down, you confess your secrets and you're saved. Ka-ching! The more you confess, the more they think about settin' you free.
ValerieThen you'll have to eat something, won't you?
Janet[singing]Oh Lordy, pick a bale o' cotton / Oh Lordy, pick a bale o' hay / Gotta jump down spin around pick a bale o' cotton / Jump down spin around, pick a bale o' hay...
LisaWhat needs to happen? No one's ever gonna kiss her, man. You know, 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. Everyone would hug her and kiss her and love her and no one would ever know what was in that big ol' head of hers, you know?
Susanna[wipes tear]Yes. I want to leave. But not with you. Not with you.
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[Susanna is leaving. Georgina sheepishly looks up from the cards she's shuffling]
SusannaHey, Georgina? You know all that stuff I write in my journals? I don't know what I'm saying. Their just... thoughts. Who knows, maybe I'm the liar.
Lisa[she enters and shuts the door behind her]C'mon Daze, don't take advantage of her just 'cause she's new.
DaisyGet the fuck out or I'm calling Valerie! VALERIE!
LisaYeah, why don't you call Valerie, shall we? Let's call Valerie and ask her for some Colace just like Suzie Q's got in her fuckin' hand. Why does it STINK in here?
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SusannaOh my God... a guy I know was just drafted.
LisaBald guy with a little pecker and a fat wife. Your ther-rapist, sweet pea. Unless, ah... unless they're givin' you shocks. Or, God forbid, lettin' you out. Then you get to see the great wonderful Dr. Dyke.
MargieShe means Dr. Wick.
SusannaOh, I've been in his office but I haven't met him yet.
SusannaHe didn't say. Thought it would affect my recovery.
LisaAll right, 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 to Hector's closet. It's near the art room and it will be open.
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Dr. WickIs there something about sex which lifts your feelings of despair?
LisaWe have to go. We have money... Susanna, don't be stupid. Alright, fine. Be stupid.
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Dr. PottsYou've been feeling bad in general. You've been feeling depressed?
SusannaWell, I haven't exactly been a ball of joy, Melvin.
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SusannaExplain what? Explain to a doctor that the laws of physics can be suspended? That what goes up may not come down? Explain that time can move backwards and forwards, and now to then, and back again, and... you can't control it?
SusannaI 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.
ValerieSusanna, it's all well and good to tell me all this, but you've got to tell some of this to your doctors.
SusannaHow the hell am I supposed to recover... when I don't even understand my disease?
ValerieBut 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.
SusannaLisa thinks it's a gift. That it lets you see the truth...
Susanna[Susanna hugs Valerie, Sobbing]I'm so sorry. I was a pig. I was a pig!
ValerieIt's all right, it's all right, listen... do not drop anchor here. Understand?
Susanna[V.O, Susanna Narrating]When you don't want to feel, death can seem like a dream. But seeing death--really seeing it--makes dreaming about it fucking ridiculous. Maybe there's a moment growing up... when something peels back. Maybe. Maybe I...
Susanna[V.O]We look for secrets because we can't believe our minds...
Susanna[V.O, Susanna Narrating]And though I missed Lisa, life was easier without her. A thought is a hard thing to control--out in the real world--all I know is that I began to feel things again... Crazy, Sane, Stupid, Smart, Angry... whatever I was--I knew there was only one way back to the world, and that was to use the place, to talk. So I saw the great and wonderful Dr. Wick three times a week, and I let her hear every thought in my head.
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Dr. PottsThe length of Susanna's stay isn't fixed. It depends on her response to treatment.