holy shit.
it's nightmare juice. julie and i were on the team that learned to synthesize it. if those charts are right, stu's swimming in the stuff. are you thinking we can decrease the levels?
that's not going to stop his nightmare -
you know, julie, even if this works - which it probably won't - that stuff is tricky. you don't know what it'll do to his brain.
seems perfectly obvious. he's been possessed by a monkey!
the nightmare juice! it's gone! somebody switched it for a beaker of grape kool-aid!!
holy shit. the pants. the janitor found a pair of torn-up pants. it was the same night the monkey tipped her cage over. remember that, julie?