THERESA: Well, first... I went to the Market and... I saw... I saw...
DR. SCHWARTZ: Yes? What did you see?
THERESA: ...Fish! I saw a haddock laying on a bed of ice and I felt like screaming and running... but I Didn't, I walked away... and... I Didn't yell... much... well, maybe I did, but at least I was walking at a calm pace, you know? Thats progress, right?
DR. SCHWARTZ: Well, it certainly is a start, but after being in my group for over 2 years, don't you think you should be a little further along than that?
THERESA: Well... perhaps I should be... but... fish scare me shitless, you know?
DR. SCHWARTZ: (sighs) I understand Theresa, but I am here to help, Robin is here to help, the rest of the group... errr... they were here to help...
THERESA: I know... but... fish... they just... they just freak me out, they're just... unnatural, you know?
DR. SCHWARTZ: OK, Theresa... OK...
ROBIN: I have been great, I really think your group is helping me. I mean, if it wasn't for your group, I never would have met any of the fine people in the group and-
DR. SCHWARTZ: -Robin, where are you going with this?
ROBIN: Where am I going?
DR. SCHWARTZ: Yes Robin, where are you going?
ROBIN: In short, sir?
DR. SCHWARTZ: (losing his patience) Yes Robin, in short.
ROBIN: Well, I kinda killed Alona and Brad last night.
DR. SCHWARTZ: What did I tell you about murder, Robin?
ROBIN: It's bad?
THERESA: Not as bad as fish... fish are seriously freaky, you know?
ROBIN: Theresa, don't speak. Everything you say is non-sense. (pause) I'll kill you next...
DR. SCHWARTZ: Robin!
ROBIN: What?
DR. SCHWARTZ: Apologize to Theresa immediately!
THERESA: Yes! Apologize! Say you're sorry!
ROBIN: But I'm Serious, I'm going to kill you next. Be a good sport and accept that fact.
DR. SCHWARTZ: Robin, you are really testing my patience...
ROBIN: Testing your patience?? I've been listening to this psycho bitch babble on and on about saumon and haddock and flounder for 5 weeks now! She's more annoying than Brad was with his fear of gum sticking to his shoe for Christ's sake! I am dead serious when I say you need to die!
DR. SCHWARTZ: (stunned) s-sure...
DR. SCHWARTZ: No of course not... but seriously... you, quite frankly are annoying.
THERESA: Dr....
THERESA: No, I'm not answering you, you threatened my life!
ROBIN: So? What's your point? I threaten everyone, I don't mean anything by it, I just mean I'm going to kill you.
DR. SCHWARTZ: Robin, I've had enough of you, you aren't killing anyone...
ROBIN: I'm not am I? Well maybe I need to kill you. I need yo murder you as much as I need to kill that freaking psycho.
THERESA: I'm not a psycho...
ROBIN: Don't open your mouth, you lower the intelligence of the room when you do.
ROBIN: He's dead, shut up, I ate him, hes gone.
ROBIN: Nowhere, I just hate everything and I don't care at all what you say anymore.
THERESA: You need help. I mean, professional help.
DR. SCHWARTZ: (clears throat) I believe thats why he's here.
THERESA: I know, but I don't think you can really help him, he needs to be committed or something, you know?
ROBIN: I have to go to the bathroom, lets see if you two can calm down while I'm gone.
DR. SCHWARTZ: No he doesn't, he wants to help you, just like me.
THERESA: What sort of dreamworld are you living in? he wants me dead!
(DR. SCHWARTZ pulls out a gun and calmly shoots both of them, then reaches over and sips on ROBIN's coffee)
