Just quit it, you psycho.

You don't recognize yourself in the mirr… We ain't driving no van. In that case, I'm going back to bed. I don't care how drunk I am, I don't sle… Not going to work on me. It's crazy times, you know? Well, hey, how about this? Bathing doubly sore. Hey, Mom. Sometime tomorrow, I think. I figured I'd find you out here reading. Ran to the market, picked up a few thing… How's she doing? Quand après n'avoir vu pendant des mois… Drawer's good.