Modesto:
Every school in the area has fired me.
Psiquiatra vivo:
But you don't see dead people anymore. We still need to pinpoint the problem. Dead people are buried in the ground, right? In holes. It's time to accept their existence.
Modesto:
Dead people?
Psiquiatra vivo:
No, the hole. It's the hole that scares you. And the hole, my dear Modesto, is your anus. How can I put this...? You're gay.
Modesto:
I'm not gay.
Psiquiatra vivo:
Sure you are. Repeat after me: "I'm gay and there's no such thing as ghosts."
Psiquiatra muerto:
[listening in on his son from the next room]
I put this kid in college for nothing.
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