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Ivy Sullivan:
[sarcastic] Gee, guys. One bite of a doughnut and I'll probably totally forget that I'm being held against my will in an insane asylum because a crazy priest-in-training mistakenly assumed that I was suicidal. Thank your boyfriend for me, Annie. I'm having a blast.

Annie Wilson:
Caleb isn't my boyfriend. He was just worried about you. Plus, you have been behaving dangerously lately. I've seen you myself going surfing in rough waters, and running across busy streets without looking first as if you want a car to hit you.

Erin Silver:
Look, Ivy, I went through something like what you're going through a few years ago when my mother died. I've been in this situation when I was feeling angry, alienated and alone; wanting to do rash and dangerous things without regard to my own life hoping that I would die and be put out of my misery. They would have to let you go in like 24 hours if they didn't think that you really were a danger to yourself. And the doctor we talked to said that all you do is sit with your arms crossed and won't talk.

Ivy Sullivan:
Yeah, well talking about your feelings might work for some people, but that's not going to make me feel any better. Therapy doesn't work for me. It never has. It never will.

Naomi Clark:
Ivy, we get it. Raj died. You feel that nothing in life matters to you anymore. They're not going to let you go from here unless you tell them what they want to hear.

Ivy Sullivan:
No, you don't get it! Nobody here gets it! Nobody understands what I am going through! And talking about it is not going to help me!

Annie Wilson:
We just want you to come home. Can you just please talk about what you want us to do?

Ivy Sullivan:
You know what I want you to do? You can start by leaving me alone! And stop bringing me things like doughnuts! Okay? Because I'm not gonna do it! I am not baring my soul to these jerks here or any of you, and I don't care about the consequences! Okay? I don't care! I'd rather be locked up in here and play checkers with these crazies for the rest of my life then talk about what I am going through! But it's not all bad. Gloria my roommate, the woman you just met... she's is not a bad competition... that is on days when she doesn't think that she's the queen of England!