Labels:text | menu | font | paper OCR: Page 9. CONTINUED: Malcolm looks up at the ceiling, takes a deep breath. He is trying. MALCOLM These things I see do not come from my mind, they come from the minds -- the souls -- of those I touch. So they cannot possibly be hallucinations. MANGROVE Okay. So what do you see? MALCOLM It's not the same every time. But it is. MANGROVE Can you elaborate on that? MALCOLM Yeah. People are screwed up. She puts down the pencil, he smile fades slightly. MANGROVE You're not being very helpful. I can't help you unless you help me. MALCOLM (slightly agitated) You know, you're asking me to explain something that I myself don't really understand. It's just something that I can do, that I've always been able to do. I didn't get an instruction manual with it. I didn't get any explanations. No one sat me ...
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