I'm sorry, what...? [I respond.] I said, "We're going to have to let you go." It's nothing personal. Me--I--uh--like you, but... we're just not seeing things the same way. [...] But I haven't taken a holiday in two years. I'm working late. I never take a sick day. [...] Yeah, well, sorry about that, but we just don't think you're a good fit. That's the company's opinion, not mine. But... hey, think about it, this might be the best thing that ever happened to you, you know? [...] I've been there for years, I thought I was due a promotion. [...] And how have you been sleeping? [...] Not great. I just can't concentrate anymore. Can't focus. [...] Are you seeing anything strange? [...] 'Strange' as in...? [...] Strange. Anything out of the ordinary. [...] No, just the headaches. I think? Every time I'm near a TV or computer. Although I could be imagining that.

Description: At the moment they have been deprived of sleep, are extremely unstable, and hooked to drugs.