Clark

Sorry, I'm late. Traffic was hell and I couldn't leave early. [paces around]

Let's just use the time we have. How are you today, Clark?

Clark

How do I look?

Fine. A little tired, maybe.

Clark

I look like shit.

Can I ask, and there is no wrong answer here, you know that... Are you intoxicated right now?

Clark

Why do you say it like that?

Like what?

Clark

I haven't had a drink since Friday. [sits in sofa seat] Probably why I look like shit. Can I ask you something?

Sure.

Clark

You ever 5150'd someone?

A few times over the years. When it was necessary.

Clark

Wh-What makes it necessary?

If I believe that the person is a danger to themselves or others. Or they're gravely disabled.

Clark

Okay. Okay. [sits forward] I found something in the store.

Okay. What did you find?

Clark

Uh... a place. I f- I found a place.

A place?

Clark

Yeah. It's like, um... It's like the store just, uh... continues, I guess. It's like... you know, like there's a wall, and on the other side of the wall, the store just keeps going, you know, like-like a... like a copy of itself. I kinda figured they're using mirrors or something to hide the entrance.

Sorry, I'm not following you. Is this a room you didn't know about before?

Clark

No.

Okay.

Clark

So y-y-you go in and at first it just looks like a- like an office building. Like a- like a huge office building, you know? And then, uh... but then you- you keep going and then- then you realize th-th- that none of it makes any sense. It's- it's like, um... imagine describing a dog to someone who's never seen one before and then asking them to draw it. They might get some things right, you know, but there's no way they'd get everything right. You know, the devils in the details. So, from a distance, you look at it, you think you're seeing a dog, but then you look close... Why are you looking at me like that?

I'm just trying to understand.

Clark

Oh. You know, for a shrink, you got a terrible poker face.

What you're saying might sound fantastical, but not dangerous. Are there any people in these offices?

Clark

Not that I've seen. You know, I hear, um... there's footsteps an-an-and then... And then stuff gets moved around when I'm not looking. I know how this sounds, but you gotta understand, it's massive in there. Like New York's subway system massive. You know, for all I know, there's hundreds of people. I just haven't seen them. [reaches into pocket and produces hand drawn map of backrooms and spreads it on coffee table] See? It's like a... It's like a maze that just goes on and on and on. [Mary picks up map and studies it] And sometimes I'm scared I'll get lost.

Why do you think no one else has found this place?

Clark

I don't know. The entrance is on the sub-floor, so... The whole structure's probably underground, you know? It's not any city maps. The entrances are hidden, so... who'd think to look?

I'm not saying I don't believe you. You told me yourself. You haven't had a drink since Friday. Do you think there's a ...

Clark

Okay

Clark-

Clark

No, no.

-if this is true...

Clark

Yeah, I get it. Thank you. [gets up and takes map from Mary, walks to door and turns back, pointing with map in hand] No. I'm gonna come back here with proof. And you're gonna owe me a serious **** apology. [leaves]