Marge: What are dreams, anyway?
Dr. King: Mysteries. Incredible body hocus-pocus. Truth is we still don't know what they are or where they come from.
Marge: [after a brief moment] What happened? That needle sank like a rock.
Dr. King: She's entering deep sleep now. Heart rate's a little high due to anxiety, but otherwise she's nicely relaxed. All normal. She could dream at any time now. Right now she's like a diver on the bottom of an ocean no one's mapped yet. Waiting to see what shows up.
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