I want to know why you claim to be Sigmund Freud.
Why do you claim I'm not Sigmund Freud?
Why do you keep asking me these questions?
Tell me about your mother.
Oh, God. [gets up from his desk]
Would you like a couch to lie on?
No, I don't want a couch to lie on!
All right, what's your name?
Abraham Lincoln. That's L-I-N-C-O-L-N.
February 12, 1809.