Denied2004

Troy:
I'm leaving. I'm leaving this crummy place. I'm exhausted. I lose.

Merrick:
No.

Troy:
To her, I guess. To you. I mean, you could blow me here, right now, but I'm crossing a bridge, tomorrow, and I'll disappear.

Merrick:
Maybe I'll jump from this bridge.

Troy:
I'd like to stay, but you're not suddenly the Merrick in my head. You're the bad Merrick. The real one. Tomorrow, even if it sucks, I'll be some place where denial is a crime, and you'd be locked up.

Merrick:
Why am I scared?

Troy:
Your control's slipping away.

Merrick:
That's what I am?

Troy:
Out of control.

Merrick:
What if you're supposed to control me?

Troy:
I can't.