Dick: Have any of you ever had your sleep invaded by scary and almost metaphorical images you can't control?
All: No.
Harry: Oh, wait! No.
Dick: Well, then what's wrong with me?
Tommy: Well, August's uncle once had a complete mental breakdown, and he went to a psychiatrist.
Dick: A psycho-who-a-what?
Sally: Dick, you know what a psychiatrist is.
Dick: I know. I'm just so nervous.