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Dr. Mackenzie: I would get a job if I was you.
Rabbie Burns: A job?
Dr. Mackenzie: Aye, an undertaking or an appointment with a future profit, even of a trifling or temporary nature.
Rabbie Burns: I don't know about that.
Dr. Mackenzie: Well I can't keep you in the program any more, Rabbie. You're a 100% successful remission. You know, you are my pride and joy, Rabbie.
Rabbie Burns: Well I don't feel too grand at the moment.
Dr. Mackenzie: Are you hearing the voices again?
Rabbie Burns: N-no.
Dr. Mackenzie: You taken your pills today?
Rabbie Burns: Religiously.
Dr. Mackenzie: Well you can throw them away, because they're placebos.
Rabbie Burns: Eh, come again?
Dr. Mackenzie: Placebos, Rabbie. A medicine given to humor or gratify a patient, without having to exercise any curative effects. In a word, rubbish.
Rabbie Burns: I thought I was feeling a bit less ship shape.
Dr. Mackenzie: It's in your head Rabbie. That's what you've had for the last 21 days. Off the drugs and no relapses. It's all in the mind!
Rabbie Burns: So that's it then.
Dr. Mackenzie: That's it Rabbie! I've got to be going, your the last appointment of the week. Now have a good Sabbath. Go forth and do not multiply. Come and see me in three weeks time. Here's my office number if you need me before that. After hours leave a message. I *can* be there in an emergency. Anything short of an emergency and the wrath of God will descend upon in terrible and consuming fury!
