Setting: Psychiatrist's office, patient on couch, psychiatrist in a chair.
Patient appears to be in deep thought.
Doctor: You sure you are of sound mind?
Patient: Of course not. I'm never sure of these things. That's what I came
here to prove.
Doctor: That you are not sane? Or you are sane?
Patient: (shrugs) Either one. I'm not overly picky.
Doctor: Tell my why you say that.
Patient: All my life I've been told that I was the eye of the storm. The
sanity in an insane world.
I wanna know if those people are right.
Doctor: Well why don't you start at the beginning. When did you first start
questioning you sanity?
Patient: I've always questioned my sanity.
Doctor: And why is that?
Patient: I've been told that a man who never questions his sanity is surely
Doctor: (taking great interest) Who told you that?
Patient: My grandfather. He was a great man. Shame he had to leave.
Doctor: Where did he go?
Patient: Oh he didn't leave, he justâ€¦ left.
The doctor is clearly confused.
Doctor: Could you elaborate?
Patient: He was committed, they put him in the Looney bin. No one ever
speaks of it though.
I believe he's dead. But you can never be too sure of things like
that can you?
Doctor: Umâ€¦ yes of course.
Patient: Glad we're on the same wavelength. Now back to my research. Based
on what you've heard so far
What do you think?
The doctor scribbles something down.
Doctor: I think that you should visit your grandfather.
Patient: Yeah? (Doctor nods) Great idea. Well thanks doc.
Doctor: Nurse, please get me the number of the nearest insane asylum.