BILLY
You want the truth? Valium.
MADOLYN
If you lied, you'd have an easier time getting what you wanted.
BILLY
What's that say about what you do for a living?
MADOLYN is taken aback. She closes her file.
MADOLYN
Look, I think we better have a few more meetings before we can even talk about prescriptions.
She closes his file and puts it in the rack behind her.
BILLY
I'm having panic attacks. You didn't even ask about that. Last night I thought I was having a f*cking heart attack. I puked in a trash barrel on the way in here, I haven't slept for weeks.
MADOLYN
Is this true?
BILLY
Yes. I said something true. I want some f*cking pills and you close my file? I thought I was supposed to tell the truth here.
MADOLYN
Yes, you are.
BILLY
If only f*ckin' here.
She retrieves his folder.
BILLY (CONT'D)
(giving into stress)
Guy comes in in pain, against every instinct of ...privacy, of, of, self reliance... that he has, and you don't help him? You send him off to score smack on the f*cking street?! (Is that what you do, Mrs. f*ckin' Doctor?)
MADOLYN stares at him, then lowers her eyes, takes out a small packet of two pills. She hands it over to him.
BILLY
looks at it.
BILLY (CONT'D)
Two pills.
She nods. BILLY reaches out and deliberately places the pills on the desk.
BILLY (CONT'D)
Why don't you just give me a bottle of scotch and a handgun to blow my f*cking head off. Are we done here with this psychiatry bullsh*t?
MADOLYN is taken aback, guilty, astonished.
MADOLYN
You can leave!
BILLY
What if that was a legitimate
threat? (Hot shot).
BILLY leaves. MADOLYN stares after him.
MADOLYN
F*ck...
EXT. PLAZA OUTSIDE THE OFFICE BUILDING. DAY
Very windy. Papers blowing. Billy is walking. MADOLYN catches up to him.
MADOLYN
Why is the hardest patient of the day always the last one?
BILLY
Because you're bored and tired and don't give a sh*t. It's not supernatural.
MADOLYN
Look, I'm not just...somebody you have to see or they put you in jail. If you are in distress I will help you.
MADOLYN holds out a paper and a business card
BILLY
What's this?
MADOLYN
My card. And a prescription for twenty Lorazepam.
BILLY stands holding the prescription.
BILLY
Is it enough to kill myself?
MADOLYN
Maybe it is. All right? Have I done my job up to your goddamned standards? Because by my standards you fit the model of drug-seeking behavior, and f*ck you if you don't like my initial clinical reaction.
BILLY
(re: prescription)
Thank you.
MADOLYN
I'm transferring you to another counselor.
She starts to go back inside.
BILLY
You wanna get a cup of coffee?
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