Therapy: A screenplay about depression.
Psychiatrist’s well appointed room. Female therapist and forty-something male patient.
THERAPIST: So, in essence, it is all about your father, and your son
MAN: But that doesn’t explain my irrational fear of being sung to.
THERAPIST: Is that irrational?
MAN: Have you ever come out in hives when someone looked you in the eye and sang the theme to Titanic?
THERAPIST: Celine Dion?
MAN: Yes.
THERAPIST: Yes.
MAN: Oh.
