In Dreams

- Water, huh?
- Water.

I do have a friend who majored in...
what'd you call it, reading dreams?

- Wanna talk to him?
- Well, what is he?

A psychiatrist.
But don't hold that against him.

- Well, can he stop them?
- He might.

I'll get a nurse to prescribe
something for you. All right?

- OK.
- OK.

(Indistinct muttering)
(Deep voice ) # Anyone else but me
# Anyone else but me
# Don't sit under the apple tree
# With anyone else but me
(Paul) # Anyone else but me #
Why are you singing that?
Because you were singing that...
(Chuckles ) In your sleep.
How long have they been here?
They just got here.
This is Dr Silverman.
The psychiatrist.

Can you stop the dreams?
Well, we can start
by talking about them.

Has he killed another child?
You're here to get well,
not drive yourself crazy.

How many has he killed, Paul?.
- How many?
- There's a girl missing upstate...

but they're not sure
it's the same guy.

It is, and it's the same place.
- Someone was singing.
- You were singing.

No. Someone was singing through me.
That doesn't make sense.

Tell me about your dreams, Claire.
One's a little boy
in a drowning room, and uh...

And some of the others
are in this big room.

It's like a...orchard.
It's filled with apples.
I know there'll be more.