Stay

Sam Foster:
What's this?

Henry Letham:
I burned myself.

Sam Foster:
You burned yourself? Why?

Henry Letham:
Practicing for hell.

Sam Foster:
Why do you think you're going to hell?

Henry Letham:
Because of what I did. Because of what I'm gonna do.

Sam Foster:
What are you going to do?

Henry Letham:
[mimes a gun to his head]

Sam Foster:
You're going to try to kill yourself? And how serious should I take this threat?

Henry Letham:
Saturday at midnight. It's what I'm going to do.

Sam Foster:
Okay, you've gotta know that everything just changed, if you talk to me about suicide I'm required to take certain actions.

Henry Letham:
Wait, just deal with him [indicating patient in waiting room] , and we'll talk about it next time.

Sam Foster:
There's a next time?

Henry Letham:
Yeah. Yeah, we got three days.

Sam Foster:
If this is a dream, the whole world is inside it.

Sam Foster:
I've read your file.

Henry Letham:
Well can I read your file?

Sam Foster:
Tell me why you're here.

Henry Letham:
I thought you read the file.

Henry Letham:
What are you, a substitute shrink?

Sam Foster:
I guess you could call me that.

Henry Letham:
Do you know the Tristan R?veur quote about bad art? It's "bad art is more tragically beautiful than good art 'cause it documents human failure."

Sam Foster:
[gesturing to the surrounding paintings on display] Are any of these yours?

Henry Letham:
Ouch.

Sam Foster:
What?

Henry Letham:
Well... these are bad, Sam.

Lila Culpepper:
Henry, forgetting something? [Sam turns around towards Lila looking confused] What's the matter?

Sam Foster:
You just called me Henry.

Lila Culpepper:
Baby, I think I know your name by now

Sam Foster:
Yeah, but you called me Henry.

Lila Culpepper:
Sam, I know who you are. I promise.

Henry Letham:
Your troubles will cease and fortune will smile upon you.

Lila Culpepper:
There's too much beauty to quit.

Henry Letham:
An elegant suicide is the ultimate work of art.

Lila Culpepper:
You know, the day I did it, I took two razorblades to the bathtub. You know why? Because I knew that once I started to bleed, I'd get weak. And I didn't wanna drop one blade and leave myself half done. Can you imagine that? Can you imagine hating your life so much that you'd wanna bring a backup razor?

Sam Foster:
[looking at the empty pill bottles] You can't drink while you're taking these.

Dr. Beth Levy:
Mm. Apparently I can.

Lila Culpepper:
Tell me I'm good.

Sam Foster:
You're good.

Lila Culpepper:
Tell me they'll remember me.

Sam Foster:
Who's 'they'?

Lila Culpepper:
[almost asking] The world.

Sam Foster:
Is that what you want?

[beat]

Sam Foster:
The world will remember you.

Dr. Leon Patterson:
The Buddhists had it right all along. The world is an illusion.