Grand Theft Auto V2013

Dr. Isiah Friedlander:
Here, can we just get a quick photo together? [sits next to Michael and snaps the picture] Cheese.

Michael De Santa:
What is this?

Dr. Isiah Friedlander:
I really think I can't treat you anymore. The fact is... I'm in love with you.

Michael De Santa:
[jumps back] The f*** you talking about, Doc?

Dr. Isiah Friedlander:
Okay, I'm just kidding, that's not true. See? You're learning.

Michael De Santa:
What's going on?

Dr. Isiah Friedlander:
I think you need a new therapist, and, I'm leaving town. I've got a TV show. I'm gonna be famous. [sing-songy] I'm gonna be famous! Ha, think of the f***ing tail. All those f***ing b*tches who called me pube head, they'll be lining up to suck it now.

Michael De Santa:
[advances menacingly toward Friedlander] You got a TV show? You?

Dr. Isiah Friedlander:
[backing toward the door] Uh, best not to think too closely about what I just said. It's not like I'll be using real names. I-I'm really discreet. Bye now. [leaves office; Michael chases after him]