Brain Damage1988

Aylmer:
This is the start of your new life, Brian. A life without worry or pain or loneliness, a life filled instead with colors and music and, euphoria... A life of light and pleasure.

Brian:
But who are you? What are you?

Aylmer:
I am you, Brian. I'm all you'll ever need.

Brian:
I don't understand.

Aylmer:
You will, Brian. From now on your life will take on a whole new light, and all you have to do is look into the light, and listen. Listen to the light, Brian, just listen to the light...

Brian:
Yes, yes, I'd like to again, but... I don't see it now.

Aylmer:
Then I'll make you a deal. I'll show you the light, if you'll take me for a walk.

Brian:
A walk? Where?

Aylmer:
Anywhere you like. I'm, uh, hungry.

Brian:
Wait, wait, I'm confused! I'm not following any of this.

Aylmer:
Then don't worry about it. You don't need to worry about anything ever again. I'll do all your thinking for you. Just put me on the back off your neck, and everything will be fine.

Brian:
My neck? Oh, you mean the hole, I-wait, I don't know.

Aylmer:
Trust me, Brian, trust me...