Elizabeth Berkley - Cortex Control

And Susan's **** lost a mother.

Susan?

I talked to her at the Christmas party last night.

This is Medusa. Go ahead, Medusa. I'm in place.

What are you doing?

Come on Lance, it's Saturday, go back to *****.

This is wrong.

I never ***** late. Give me a break for once.

I remember.

Okay, what is it this time?

I don't know, but I can still feel it.

What, the dream again?

No, but it was *******.

I had a ****, and it was a gunshot, clear as day.

Right over here.

I was holding a ****, and I was waving it around, and I was screaming, and I shot you.

Have you been taking your pills, Lance?

Sure.

Come on.

What pills?

Come in here.

The doctor said if you don't keep taking these pills, things are going to get worse.

Doctor?

Yes, yes Lance.

Your doctor, the same doctor you've been seeing every week since the shooting in your office.

You know the stuff in your head, the voices?

How do you know about the voices?

What don't I know about them?

Post-traumatic shock.

You keep living the same day.

Your mission was marriage for over a year.

You were close to your target.

How often were you intimate?

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