:23:01
" Neighborhood Boy Turned a Lunatic
by the Horrors of War."
:23:05
All I'd have to do
for a pension is growl...
:23:08
or go beat somebody up
on Market Street.
:23:12
So much for that.
:23:35
God, this place gives me the creeps.
:23:39
It's awful quiet for a loony bin.
:23:46
You know, they keep saying
I'll be fine.
:23:50
I keep hearing them.
:23:53
"Quit worrying how you look,
Columbato."
:24:00
But I saw a guy at Dix
who they also said would be fine.
:24:04
And he had a face like
a medium-rare cheeseburger.
:24:18
I'm scared I won't recognize
who I'm shaving in the morning.
:24:27
Jesus, Birdy, what happened to you?
:24:31
That fat-gut shrink,
he wants me to jog up your brain...
:24:35
by getting you to remember
the things we did together.
:24:39
Did we jack one another off?
Stuff like that.
:24:43
I don't trust that guy.
:24:45
Everything's too interesting to him.
:24:49
So what do you want to talk about?
:24:57
Maybe we should talk about
one of the 85 million times...