THERAPIST AND A PATIENT CONTINUES

THERAPIST AND THE PATIENT CONTINUES

SCENE FOUR:

PATIENT:

You said, some one is coming later.  Who is that person?

THERAPIST:

What did I say exactly?

PATIENT:

You said, that an FBI agent is coming later."

Why the FBI agent is coming later?

For what reason?

THERAPIST:

To see how I am conducting my work?

PATIENT:

Why should he be interested in your work?

THERAPIST:

Its their job to be interested

PATIENT:

But why?

THERAPIST:

For security

PATIENT:

What kind of security?

THERAPIST:

A patient can be violent

PATIENT:

Am I violent?

THERAPIST:

Not yet...

PATIENT:

What do you mean?

THERAPIST:

You are not violent yet but you can become violent

PATIENT:

Why would I become violent?

THERAPIST:

Because you are very angry and the anger leads to violence

PATIENT:

If you were in my position, you will be angry too...

THERAPIST:

What's your position?

PATIENT:

Thats what I am here to find out

THERAPIST;

You live in a big city.  The most cosmopolitan city in the world.  The most happening place on this

planet.  And you feel nothing is happening for you...

PATIENT:

You think I am wrong to feel that way?

THERAPIST:

Its upto you to make things happen for you in the most happening city in the world

PATIENT:

How am I going to do that?

THERAPIST:

By being less angry

PATIENT:

I don't think I am angry.  I think I am direct and outspoken

THERAPIST:

There is a difference in being outspoken and being agry.  Anger is a negative emotion

and being outspoken is admirable.  But when you entangle anger with direct speech it only resumes

the form of venom

PATIENT:

Thats a strong word, "Venom"  I like it.  I know people who are nothing but venemous towrds me

THERAPIST:

You have a persecution complex

PATIENET:

Thank you for telling me that.  There must be a reason

THERAPIST:

What's the reson?

PATIENT:

Lets not go there...

THERAPIST:

In order for me to treat you, I have to know your feelings.  All kinds of feelings.

PATIENT:

If I have the persecution complex there is a reason and you do know the reason

THERAPIST:

Why would I know the reason?

PATIENT:

Because you are a therapist, goddamn it

THERAPIST:

Don't damn god, he has nothing to do with it

PATIENT:

Who should I damn then?

THERAPIST:

Yourself

PATIENT:

Myself?

THERAPIST:

Yes, yourself

PATIENT:

So I am to be blamed?

THERAPIST:

We are all responsible for our actions

PATIENT:

But I didn't do anything

TERAPIST:

You are a Muslim right?

PATIENT:

What that has to do with anything?

THERAPIST:

It has to do with everything

PATIENT:

Like what?

THERAPIST:

Like your persecution complex

PATIENT:

What about that?

THERAPIST:

Muslims came and destroyed our city, our buildings...

PATIENT:

Wait a minute...wait a minute...I can't believe what I am hearing...

THERAPIST:

You are hearing what I am saying.  Muslims, all Muslims are responsible for the destruction

and since they are involved by association they developed this fake persecution complex to

justify their actions...you can feel other feelings, feelings such as Isolation, loneliness

PATIENT:

You are not a therapist.  You are some one else.  I need to get out of here

THERAPIST:

Not so fast, not so fast.  In order for you to face your reality, your situation, your anger

you have to hear things like this.  Things which make you wake up, smell the coffee and take care of

your anger which is directed towards us, us who had been the victims of your people.

You have to take some responsibility insted of being ferocious, cursing, angry, angry, angry...

You are in a big city where the damage happen.  Instead of being angry you can feel other

feelings such as Isolation, Loneliness...Those feelings are more justified for you because not many

people like your group so its understandable that you will have the big city blues and you will be

lonely.  We are the one's who should be angry.  Anger soesn't justify your situation.

Anger is ours in this case.

PATIENT:

But I have nothing to do with anything.  I am just a patient...

THERAPIST:

Yes, a patient with misplaced anger.....which will lead

to more destruction...it need to be restrined and I am trying to help you before you get into real

trouble........and by the way, (pick up the bell from the table, ring it and then says)  Time is up.  See

you next week.................

SCENE FIVE

PATIENT AND THE PATIENT'S SUBCONSCIOUS

SUBCONSCIOUS:

I am not angry and its not the big city either. I am used to the big cities.  Its not the big city

Its the emptiness of the big city.  Its just big with buildings, cement and steel.  Yes there are crowds.

 Millions of people rushing about, going places of importance, (thats what they think)

glued to their phones, unaware of any human being on their left or their right, pushing ,shoving

like herds of cattle.  The big city is un-aware of its peope. People are un-aware of other people.

There is no conversation whatso ever.

'Do you text?"

People ask me

'No, I don't."

I say

"Call me."

I say

"I don't call."

They say

"Ok then.  Don't call me."

I say

My phone doesn't ring

No it doesn't

"How long have you been living here?"

"I am sad to say, A life time."

"Friends?"

'What does that mean?"

'The word friend has a different definition now."

"What definition?"

'If out of desperation and loneliness one goes out with someone,

(called a friend?) for a glass of wine, they end up having nothing to say, nothing to talk about...

They either keep texting or keep looking  at their phones or pound on you for being an outsider, from

another country, not their favorit country either, for being a Muslim indirectly  and sometime not so

 indirectly.  They keep talking very badly about the country you came from right to your face and

then get on the religion, Muslim religion of course because they un-fortunately happen to know that

you were born in a Muslim country and keep doing a monologue about the muslim religion and how

horrible and violent it is and they completely forget about any other religion as if the oher religions

never existed or they were all mighty innocent and pure and then with a phony, fake smile  say,

'have you ever thought of going back?"

Its like such a classic.  It never goes away.  I always know its coming whenever I make a mistake to

go out with any one....

"Going back where?  To your.......

Lets forget it.

Its better not to see any one.

They make me so angry, extremely angry when I come back home

And my therapist told me anger is

going to lead towards violence....

She is already hinting for some homeland agent coming to her office to check it out.

She is right when she says, "loneliness and Isolation is a million times better than anger."

So its better not to see any one.  Not to be social.  Just be alone, lonely and quiet.

Once I was a social animal but now I am just an animal I guess and angry on top of it...

I better stay home by myself.

Te big city is also full of animals anyway.  And if there are people in the city, they have lost

all ethics, all manners, all sophistication.  They are rude, mean, hostile, angry, racists, insincere

and totally miserable.

If I were as smart as Victor Hugo I will write the modern day novel,  Les miserable...

But alas the human beings of 21st Century neither know Victor Hugo nor are they worth

sweating over a novel even when its going to be about them and called, Les-miserable.

People are un-interesting and very rude.  There is no one to go out with even if you want to...

'What for?"

'Yes, what for are you seeing people?"

There is no discussion, no debate, No opinons about anything, (that's incase they have any opinons

at all) Their opinions are already set in a rigid, narrow framework.

They shout and scream on TV where every one is an expert especially about other people's

religion, (Muslim religion for sure) They shout their racist crap and then the hour is up and then

they go to an after party freeloading on cheap wine....

And my therapist tells me that I am angry.  Actually she asks me, "Why am I so angry?"

I wonder myself...Why?  Why?  Why?  I am so angry?

How much and for how long one can hear to the same bullshit crap....

Every one is so innocent all of a sudden and so so calm.

And the problem is what to do wih myself being so alone all the time?

How much can I read?

My apt is overflowing with books.  No place any more for books...

and beside the limitation of the space, my knowledge of things after reading so many books

has made me very aware of human nature and their tendencies for power and greed and

un-ending wars and that has frigtened me and my knowledge has actually become a disadvantage

and thus the source of my anger... I can see things happening before they happen.

It has made me astute but in a scary way.

How many more plays can I write? How many topics are out there which interest any one

beside all those mediocre politically correct plays?

And by the way I am the only one who calls myself a ,"Playwright"

Go ask the NYT if I am one...

They will set the record straight...

And why should I write more plays?

About what?

The racist ass holes?

Why waste any more of my time?

How many more drawings I can store in my F*** apt?

How many times I can check my god-damned emails?

And what for?

Its all spam anyway.

I should be like Woody Allen.

He doesn't do emails

Doesn't have a computer either

He just keeps making movies and keep going to South of France with Sooni...

his wife/his daughter...see he doesn't give a shit, he doesn't need a computer to be successful.

We do.  He is not an Immigrant.  He was born here.  So you see, that's the answer, you have to be

born here and you can't be Muslim.  Success will happen, computer or no computer.

"Learn computer"

People, those awful people I used to see kept saying to me.

"You can't be successful without you having your plays on the computer."

They kept saying to me all day long....

"Go f*** yourself"

"Liers"

Now I have the f*** computer and where is the f*** success?"

Go f*** yourself and leave me the F*** alone.

The only two things I like about America is the word, "F**.  And F*** you too.

And aluminum foil.

I love aluminum foil.

You can wrap the myonaise drenched tuna sandwitch in aluminum foil and you are perfectly

safe that the myonaise won't drip in your torm Michael Kore's hand bag....

Everything else is very sick, very sick, sick, sick, sick.

Everything is very sick all over the world but I f*** live here, here, here....

What the F*** should I d with my time every day?  No people, no dog....no review....nothing.

I guess I should go every day to the therapist and give her all my remaining pennies.....

and get my anger out somehow befor she calls someone and they take me out of her office in a

straight jacket like the one they brought for Blanche in Street car named desire till the nice gentlman

in a hat tilted his hat and told the nurse not to use the straight jacket and offered his arm to Blanche

and she was so thankful and relieved.  :"I have always depended upon the kindness of strangers."

No one is going to save me in that office when homeland security comes....

No man in a hat...looking like a gentleman ...no gentlemen or gentle ladies any more...in 21st

Century....

Hustlers and vulgarians....thats all but I guess I have to take this anger out somehow...

Maybe lobotomy is the answer.  But I am not a kennedy and won't be able to live in a posh nursing

home as a safe, polite, gentle lady withe half of my brain missing but what is my brain good for any

way?  Not good, not good at all....Too many thoughts, too many conversations with myself...

too many ideas...and no one to share them with....

I better take my therapist seriously....But I have taken her seriously already.  Given her all

my money and I am more sick than ever.  This psychiatrist branch of modern medicine

is not working either.

And then came this, "TECHNOLOGY" to give false importance to all the herds who

had no importance at all....

If all human beings only think of themselves, their life, their health and happiness, their success...

how successful are they?

If you don't give a shit about people dying by the millions, oppressed, hungry, poor, suffereing from

disease, injury, war, all the childen dying all over because of poverty and wars all over...

How successful are you with your indifference towards the suffering human race?

HAVE A HEART HUMANITY....

DO SOMETHING MEANINGFUL... TO SAVE THE PLANET...

Get off of your ,"TEXTING" and call some one...help some one and try, at least try to be a friend...

a sincere, affectionate friend.

Yes, like my therapist said, I use the word ,:AFFECTION"  a lot.  I like the word.  Its a good word.

Its a comforting word.

Yes, Be an affectionate friend. Try to feel other peopl's pain,

their sorrow, their sadness, their rootlessness, their joy.

Have you ever heard of a word called, :SHARE?"

Or you only share a tiny closet in the East Village for $3000 so you can be hip and "TEXT"

someone about it...

Call some one...Find out if they are ok...

When my phone rings its always my sister or my nieces and nephews calling from abroad...

Thank god for that.

Otherwise my phone doesn't ring....

I only run to my therapist and now she is also asking me, "Have you ever thought of going back?"

And that was the reason I STOPPED SEEING ALL MY PHONY FRIENDS BECAUSE THEY

ALWAYS ASKED ME THE SAME QUESTION.

"GO BACK"

"GO BACK"

"GO BACK WHERE?"

"DORTHY OF WIZZARD OF OZ,  GO BACK HOME.'

"WHICH HOME?"

"WHICH HOME?"

"I LOST THE ADDRESS."

"BUT ALL OF YOU KEEP TEXTING"

"WHO IS THE ONE YOU ARE TEXTING?"

"SOME ONE AT YOUR HOME?"

"TOO BAD I LOST THE ADDRESS OF MY HOME."

"AND THE PHONE NUMBER."

"WHEN THE HOME WAS GONE SO WAS THE LANDLINE"

"THERE WAS NO CELL PHONES THEN..."

CAN'T CALL BACK "

"CAN'T GO BACK"

"NO HOME ANY MORE."

"STOP SAYING IT TO ME."

"HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT OF GOING BACK?"

"IT HURTS."

"STOP"

"YES, I HAVE THOUGHT OF GOING BACK HOME."

"BUT THERE IS NO HOME TO GO BACK TO"

"STOP ASKING...'

"PLEASE STOP."

"THATS WHY I DON'T SEE YOU."

THATS WHY I DON'T SEE ANY ONE OF YOU ANY MORE."

"STOP PROVOKING."

"DON'T EAT MY BRAIN, MY HEART, MY SOUL MY SPIRIT"

"DON'T BE A VULTURE"

I WOULD PREFER LONELINESS OVER ALL THOSE VULTURES

CALLED, HUMAN BEINGS.

'YES, I AM ANGRY"

"YES, ITS NOT GOOD, THE ANGER."

MY THERAPIST EVEN TOLD ME THAT LONELINESS IS BETTER THAN ANGER."

BUT I HAVE THAT ALREADY, THE LONELINESS, THE ISOLATION...

"YES GO AHEAD, CALL ME ANGRY...

"YES, WE ARE ALL ANGRY AND EVERY ONE ELSE IS SO INNOCENT, SO PURE,

SO PEACEFUL, SO CALM,  CONTENT WITH A  CLEAR CONSCINCE,  CALMLY

DESTROYING,  DESTROYING SO CALMLY THE ANGRY ONES............

THERAPIST AND THE PATIENT CONTINUES

THERAPIST AND THE PATIENT CONTINUES

SCENE THREE

PATIENT:

I am not complaining.  I never complain. I hate complaining.

I hate people who complain as well.

You see, when you are with your therapist and you talk about your life it obviously shouldn't be

considered a complaint. Right?

THERAPIST:

 (Sarcastic)

Right...

PATIENT:

Its amazing how people label you.  They call you a, "Complainer" even before one opens one's

mouth. You see the nature of things are different in different people'.s heads.  Some are constantly

busy and some not busy at all. Its like some are billionaires and some are on the doll.

The one's who are on the doll are condemned by fate as well as by themselves.  The rich people say

its the condemned's  fault ...I guess it is.  Its his fault.

Some are born condemned and  some have condemnation  thrust upon them.

But never on the rich or the busy people.

Rich are busy because they have meetings to go to.  They have business breakfasts to go to...

They have Opera to go to.  Some one else invited them.

Amazing thing is that the rich never pay for anything so they do lots of things.  For them everything is.........

possible on this planet.  Met Gala is free for them.  For poor people the ticket is 30-000$

And the table is for $270-000.  I am not kidding.  I read it in the NYT.  They told me its the most

elegantly democratic liberal paper.  So is the Met.  They know how to keep the poor people away.

So the poor people of Manhattan have nothing to do with their time.

No power breakfasts, no Opera, no gala at the Met and no entry at the white house correspondent's

dinner.  Un-believable.  I am also a journalist, (laughs) as well a comedian, (Laughs)

 and my sister went to Harvard like Obama, so I do have some connections with elite

 but some how I am not on their list, neither on the list of Met Gala as well as the power lunches.

I wonder how one gets on the list?  I am a blogger and I see lots of bloggers on those lists.

  "Hi, how come you are going to the Gala?''

"I  am on the list."

"How did you get on the list?"

"I don't worry about that, I am just on the list."

"'Some of us have to worry about that.  Us, who are not on those lists, we need to know how to get on

the list."

:You must be on some list?"

'What do you mean?"  "As far as I know I am not on any list."

"You must be on Obama's list"

"What?"

"Obama has a list, you must be on it."

'Why would I be on Obama's list?  And what kind of a list is that?"

"Obama has a list. He has a list of the one's he wants to assassinate and I am sure you are on it."

"Oh! my lord, you want to go to the Met Gala and you want me to be assassinated?  What have I

done to you  for you to have such deadly wish for me?"

"No, its not that.  I have no wish for you good or bad, I don't care about you, I am not concerned

 about you, I am successful, I am on so many lists, what the f** do I care about you but since you are

 dying to be on some list I wanted you to know that you must be on Obama's list."

Thats the kind of people I know.  Ok?  So you say I complain....

THERAPIST:

(Interrupt)

I never said that you complain...

PATIENT:

Your body language said it.

THERAPIST:

I hardly moved my body in any direction...

PATIENT:

I know.  Thats why.  Your body language is of stiffness and not of affection...

THERAPIST:

You are always looking for affection.  What happened to you in your childhood?

PATIENT:

Nothing F*** happenend in my childhood.  everything shitty happenend here, here, here....

THERAPIST:

You talk about affection a lot.  You must seek it.

PATIENT:

Don't you?  Don't you F*** seek affection?

THERAPIST:

Not from every Tom, Dick and Harry...

PATIENT:

They are all Tom, Dick and Harry here....

THERAPIST:

Have you ever thought of going back?

PATIENT:

(Laughs)

I knew its coming.  I knew it.  Every one asks this question.  Is this the form of your treatment?

To ask me if I have ever thought of going back?  Going back where?

THERAPIST:

Since you are not happy here....

PATIENT:

Are you?  Is everybody happy?  Everyone who was born here.... Are they all happy?

Are any of your patients who were born here  unhappy?  When they talk to you about their lonelliness

or other difficulties of existence,  do you ask them the same question, "have you ever thought of

going back?" How do you treat those patients of yours? Which country do you send them back to...

What the f***.  Waste of my money....

THERAPIST:

You don't have much money...

PATIENT:

Because you took it all...

THERAPIST:

There wasn't much...

PATIENT:

Whatever I had, you took it so before you send me back...whereever that, "BACK" is

Could I have my money back so I can buy a f*** ticket...

THERAPIST:

Maybe Obama should take care of that.  Put you on a list.  Then you won't need money to buy a

ticket.

PATIENT:

Are you a f*** therapist or an FBI agent?

THERAPIST:

I am not but he will join us later.......................

END OF SCENE THREE

THERAPIST AND THE PATIENT CONTINUES

THERAPIST AND THE PATIENT CONTINUES

SCENE TWO:

PATIENT'S MONOLOGUE TURNS INTO DIALOGUE WITH HER SUBCONSCIOUS

PATIENT (CONSENCIOUS)

Health is a gem.

My health

Yes.

Its a gem

I have a precious gem in my possession

I need to cherish it.

Everything else is useless

meaningless

waste of time

Especially people.

All these people

BB, AB, SD, AS, DO, O,T,P.

They come and go

Like everything else

Come and go

Like life

Temporary

Never lasting

Let them go

Don't even think about them

Take them out of your head

Put positive things in your mind

Like your therapist says

'Don't be so negative."

Not healthy

Not healthy at all

"Positive."  therapist says, its healthy

I don't know what positive is

But the therapist says its healthy

Maybe I should trust the therapist more

But some how she makes me more angry than ever

I guess that's the function of therapy

'Make you angry."

So you can become very angry

And then take your anger out

Purge your anger

Get it out

Get rid of it

But then at the same time she tells me that I am very angry

So how am I going to deal with it?

She makes me more angry by saying that I am angry

Maybe thats the format of the treatment

I don't know

I don't know anything any more

I am afraid

Very afraid

Afraid of my anger

But people provoke me

But you don't see no more people any more

Because they provoke me

I don't want to see any one

BUT MY THERAPIST SAYS, "ISOLATION IS NO GOOD."

But who should I see?

When I call no one returns my call

No one even pick up the phone

But that's not only in my case

People tell me that people don't pick up any one's phone

People don't call any one any more

They text

And you don't text

What's the point of texting?

Why not call and hear some one's voice?

But thats not the fashion of the day

The fashion is to text

Ok, I can text some one

Yes, do that

And then?

They will text you back

And then?

Then you will text them back

AND THEN?

Then it will go back and forth

And?

And the time will pass

And?

And then it will be evening

And?

And then they will go on a date

They will?

Yes.  They have dates

Yes

How do you know?

They were texting all day for the date

But they weren't texting me for a date

You are not a lesbian

Am I only suppose to text women?

Not really but women usually text women when they are bored or depressed

Why?

Because men don't give a shit about depression, they only want to fuck

Oh!

Oh! yes

But there must be some straight people left in the world?

There must be but they are all old fashion

Oh!

Yes, Oh! and no one likes them

Why not?

Because they are considered old fashioned and boring

Why?

The world is changed.  Women are with women and men are with men

But I just want friends

Thats the problem

Why?

You don't want to fuck

I do

You do?

Yes

But you want to fuck a man

Yes.  Why not?

You are too old to fuck a man

No I can still fuck a man

But the straight man doesn't want to fuck you

Why?

You said it

What?

You are too old

And the woman?

What about the woman?

The woman doesn't want to fuck you either

Why not?

She asks me, 'Why not"?

Yes, why not?

You are not a lesbian

Oh!

Yes, oh!

So no one wants to fuck me

NO NO ONE

HOW SAD

YES, ITS SAD, BUT THERE IS SOME ONE WHO WANTS TO FUCK WITH YOUR HEAD

WHO?

THE CRITIC

THE CRITIC?

YES, THE CRITIC...

WHY? WHAT DID I DO TO THE CRITIC?

THEY DON'T LIKE YOU

NOT MANY PEOPLE LIKE ME

BUT THEY COULD HAVE CHANGED YOUR LIFE

HOW?

YOU WOULDN'T HAVE TO GO TO A THERAPIST

WHY NOT?

YOU WOULD HAVE GONE TO THE OPENING NIGHT PARTY ON BROADWAY

OH!

YES, OH!

I guess I fucked up

Yes, thats what you did

How did I do that?

You didn't do the hustle

What's the hustle

Say, what they like to hear

What do they want to hear?

Not the crap you talk about

I talk about crap?

Yes, you do

I am telling you, I am your friend

I have no friend, no one text me

Because they know that you are an imbecile

Thank you so much.  You sound worse than my psychotherapist

She hates you too

What does that mean, She hates you too?

You seem unhappy in this country and you are still here.  They want you to praise the

country or get out

Get out where

WHERE EVER YOU CAME FROM?

Who are you?

Your friend

I have no friend

I am your subconscious

I have a subconscious?

Yes, every one has a subconscious

I don't see any one talking to their subconscious

They don't go for psychotherapy.  its the therapy which has awakened your sub conscious and you

are..........

asking questions.  its a good sign

So you think the therapy is working?

Yes

Then why am I so angry?

Because you have to be angry before you are happy

So all the happy people here were angry before?

Very

Did they all go to therapy?

No, some of them, actually most of them hustled and made millions and that made them happy

I didn't know that I had to hustle instead of going for therapy

Should I start to hustle now?

First of all you don't know how to hustle and second of all, you are too old to hustle now

Sad, so sad.  You tell me that I am too old for fucking and too old for hustle.

Yes, thats a fact.  You are in the modern world.  hustle and fucking is the most important thing

Change the title of your play to, 'HUSTLE AND FUCKING." Like that English man who wrote
,
"SHOPPING AND FUCKING."  He went very far with that title.  He is modern.  He was born in the

West.  You have to be born in the West or you have to be Salman Rushdi and Ayan Hirshi, fake

moderns, they say exactly what the modern critic wants to hear.  See how far they got and you are

still in the therapist's office...

I guess I didn't understand the West before I came to the West.

You are right..you have to understand the country perfectly well before you get there.

So what should I do now?

I don't know, its very late in your case, I guess you should commit suicide or get arrested.  There is no

hope for you.

I need you  to stop talking to me.

I don't need this kind of awareness of subconscious.  I want to live without the subconscious.  Please

don't come back.  You are not invited back.  You are worst than the therapist.  Are you Western or

Eastern?

What do you think?

I don't know what to think any more?

I am your sub conscious so go figure...........................

THERAPIST AND A PATIENT

THERAPIST AND A PATIENT

A.K.A

THE ANGRY ONES

A NEW PLAY

BY

BINA SHARIF

CHARACTERS

PATIENT (CONSCIOUSNESS)

SUBCONSCIOUSNESS)

THERAPIST

copyright: binasharif:2016

SCENE ONE:

PATIENT:

There are other things in the world beside BB,AB, SD, AS, DO, O,T,P...

THERAPIST:

For example?

PATIENT:

Health...

THERAPIST:

Whose health?

PATIENT:

My health.  My health is a gem.

THERAPIST:

That's good.  That's very good.  Its very positive.  I didn't expect that from you

PATIENT:

What do you mean?

THERAPIST:

You are mostly negative

PATIENT:

Perhaps you have helped me...

THERAPIST:

I hope so...

PATIENT:

Maybe I should stop seeing you hen?

THERAPIST: (Little nervous)

No, no,no.  You are not there yet...

PATIENT:

Where?

THERAPIST:

At the level when is labelled, "Normal"

PATIENT:

Oh1 so I am not normal/

THERAPIST:

You are not abnormal but you are hostile

PATIENT:

Actually being hostile is very normal in today's world.  Hostile, angry, aggressive, miserable,

that's all normal and I came from another F***ing world where they told us that education

is essential to survive in this advanced, developed, free world and education teaches one to be polite

but the developed world is evil and aggressive and selfish.  Its called, "individualism"

and is considered norma.  But you are implying that me being hostile is abnormal.  o you can afford

to be hostile and still be normal but if I exert myself in the style of the western individuals I am

considered abnormal...is that it?

THERAPIST:

You are angry

PATIENT:

So should I jump up and down and dance and do a litany of thanks to te world?

PATIENT:

What has this world done to you?

PATIENT:

You have to ask?

THERAPIST:

How would I know if you don't tell me?

PATIENT:

You are the therapist, you must know what happened to me?

THERAPIST:

What happened to you?

PATIENT:

How the F*** would I know...

THERAPIST:

You just said, "something happened to you"

PATIENT:

I didn't say that.  I said, " you are supposed to know what happened to my life"  You are a therapist

you need to know.  Its your profession.

THERAPIST:

Why are you here?

PATIENT:

So you can treat me

THERAPIST:

Are you ill?

PATIENT:

I don't know

THERAPIST;

Who is supposed to know?

PATIENT:

You do.  You take my money.  You know and you don't know then you should know.

THERAPIST:

You don't pay me enough fo me to know that you are ill or not

PATIENT:

I give you all my money.  No one F***ing pay me and who ever pays me some pennies I give it to

you.  What else the F*** do you want from me?

THERAPIST:

You curse a lot.  Where are you from?

PATIENT:

I have been F***ing seeing you for 10 years and now you ask me where am I from?  Is this a joke or

 something?

THERAPIST:

I thought you were a Muslim

PATIENT:

Lets not go there, ok?  What do you want to call the FBI?

"Say something when you see something"

Is that what you are doing?

You see something?

Han, do you see something?

Do you want to say something when you see something?

I am sure you see me.  I am quiet fat.  You can't miss seeing me.  Now you want to say something?

After taking all my money for 10 years you want to say something?

Is that it?

I know this sentence, :Say something when you see something."

I hear it constantly when I am in the F***ing subway.  I see a lot...All the F***ing time I see something.

I see the mad crowds shuffling and hustling

I see the homeless on the platforms

I see the garbage

Oh! do I see the garbage

What should I say, "Oh1 hi, I see the garbage...so much garbage...tons of garbage...

who should I inform about it?

I see the F***ing dogs, ferocious dogs coming at me to bite my thigh...who should I inform about it?

I see bicycle riders coming at full speed cursing at me to get out of the way...who should I inform...

I see backpacks breaking my ribs in the subway..."Say something when you see something"

Tell me what does this sentence means?

You are the therapist.  Help me out here.  What does this mean?

Tell me what does this sentence means?  And who do they want to be informed about?

Tell me, it disturbs me whenever I hear it in the subway...in fact whenI heard it for the first time it

disturbed me so much that I thought that I should seek therapy and thats when I started to F***ing

see you and now after 10 years of you taking my money, you are implying that there is some Muslim

issue involved in this F***ing sentence...Is that what it is?

THERAPIST:

You are paranoid...

PATIENT:

Yes, I am paranoid.  Right.  Everything is so F***ing great and I am so abnormal after 10 years of

therapy that I am paranoid when you imply that I should say something when I see something.  I see

you.  I see you, a failed therapist, a hostile therapist, a racist therapist, a prejudiced therapist...who

should I call?

THERAPIST:

What is it that bother you most of the time/

PATIENT:

How the f*** would I know?  I come to you to find out.  If I knew what bothers me I would sit the

 F*** down and write a novel about it but you don't let me talk...

THERAPIST:

I don't let you talk?  Thats a joke.  You are the most talkative patient I have ever encountered...

PATIENT:

What else the F*** you want me to do?  Sit here silently like a corpse till your bell rings and you announce,
"Time is up."  Yeh, yeh, time is up...Your time is always up without solving any of my problems.

You hardly talk and then you say, "Time is up."

I wish I was a therapist instead of being a patient.  Then I will take every body's money and say a

word or two in one hour and then say, time is up.  Every one is hustling.  Its all a hustle. All a

F***ing hustle.

THERAPIST:

Why don't you hustle as well?

PATIENT:

I f***ing didn't know the word, "HUSTLE" back home.  They told us, "Educate yourself"

"educate yourself.  Study till 4am and you will get places."

'Places" My big behind.  You go to hell without a hustle.  We didn't know the word hustle...

THERAPIST:

You have lived here for so long, you should have learned the word, "Hustle."

PATIENT:

So you do agree with me that its all a f***ing hustle...

THERAPIST:

I don't agree but since you are emphasizing the word, "Hustle"  You should have learned.

PATIENT:

Yeh, right, its so easy for every one to say things to others without knowing shit.

You of all people should know that whatever one doesn't learn growing up

becomes absolutely hard to learn in later years.  Didn't your colleague, Freud said,

childhood's experience is the only experience towards your development.

Arn't we trying to go back to our childhood on your couch to find out our earlier

assets and drawbacks?  The word,"HUSTLE" is not in my conscious or subconscious or whatever

the fuck that other stuff called, ID and Ego is...

Yes, surprise surprise...I know some so called important words often used in psychotherapy...

conscious, subconscious etc, etc, etc.

I should go ahead and F***ing buy a couch and make you lie down in it and ask you condescending

questions and ring the bell and say, "time is up."  and take all your money and send me back to the

 F***ing subway where they are announcing non stop, "Say something when you see something."

What the f*** should I say?

THERAPIST:

We have a lot of work to do together to get you healthy...You are very angry but, (she picks up the

bell from her table and ring it) "TIME IS UP."

END OF FIRST SCENE

BLACK OUT