- And your hallucinations, and paranoia, they've gone away?  No one's trying to blackmail you anymore?

- Yea, they've left me alone.

-(laughs)  You're not turning yourself in to police anymore?

- Oh no, doctor.

- So the voices have all gone away?

- Yea, pretty much.

- What do you mean?

- Nothing really; they just told me not to get high anymore, that they cared about me, they worry about my health, and that I am a baby elephant.  They like me now; we're friends.

- ...Well, I guess that's good...

- They want me to help other people.  I don't want to jinx it, Doc...but it could be the Big Guy—you got any wood around here?