Prozac Nation

I didn't know you'd moved rooms.
I thought you were still in here.

Ruby was telling me about
those articles you're planning to write.

That stuff's always
been easy for me.

Dr. Sterling must have called him.
Why else would he be here?
Probably to see how dire
the situation is.

See if his little girl can
get through the day still.

...maybe he really did finally miss me.
My girl.
Dad, you know those medical bills?
The ones for the psychiatric

They keep sending them to Mom.
So I guess you haven't paid.
- I can't believe you're asking me this.
- Oh, you have paid?

You're all cold and distant.
And... And...
And now you're asking me what?
What are you talking about?
- If you don't know...
- No. No, I don't know.

- You made a promise.
- You haven't written me.

You never call me.
It's like I don't even exist.
- Who do you think you're talking to?
- I even come and visit you.

- Fuck you!
- You watch that language!

- Is that a way to talk to your father?
- Listen.

You're the one who left. You're the one
who walked away for four years.

You think I don't know that?
Is that what you think?

You think I don't feel it?
Do you that think it's easy for me,
away from you?

I hate it.
The effect it had on you.
Your mother and myself.
I hated watching you get trapped
right in the middle.

- In between the two of us.
- Dad, please.

- You're my father.
- Right.

And you won't even pay
my medical bills.

Even though it won't cost you

All you have to do is sign the papers.