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Jake:
[Jake sits on the examination table being asked about his mental condition by the ship's therapist, Dr. Leland Eugene] .

Dr. Leland Eugene:
Do you have any physical impairments that could...

Jake:
[Jake interrupts]

Jake:
Wait, lemmie save you some time here. Yes. No. Maybe. None of your business. You can put those answers anywhere you want.

Dr. Leland Eugene:
Your profile suggests mental trauma, brought on by extended periods of isolation.

Jake:
Really? Come to think of it, there is one thing. [he motions for Dr. Eugene to come closer] Lately, I've been getting these, weird urges, you know? Feel like throwing things around, bashin' heads together.

Dr. Leland Eugene:
Is there any particular stimulus that brings on this urge?

Jake:
People that ask questions.

Dr. Sally Arthur:
[sees the examination is going nowhere, Sally decides to intervene, if nothing else to save the poor doctor from further embarrassment]

Dr. Sally Arthur:
Dr. Eugene, ah, I'm ready here, if you can continue this later.

Dr. Leland Eugene:
[he nods and exits]

Jake:
Lemmie guess, you're gonna tell me he's a real nice guy once I get to know him.

Dr. Sally Arthur:
No. He's always like that.

Jake:
Ah.

Dr. Sally Arthur:
Take off your clothes, please.

Jake:
[grins] Ha! Does that mean I'm forgiven?

Dr. Sally Arthur:
[Sally grins back, then quickly loses the smile and is all business] Your clothes, Captain. Or I can put you in quarentine for the next few years.