Winifred "Fred" Burkle: [Fred approaches the store clerk] Um, hi. You probably don't remember me...
Ted: Three days ago. Mass hypnosis. You wondered if it was possible.
Winifred "Fred" Burkle: I read those books. Some wacko theories, by the way. All of the mass hypnosis theories seem highly flawed to me. I'm looking for a type of mind control that could affect everyone across the board.
Ted: I might have a book on that.
Winifred "Fred" Burkle: [reading book titles] Astral Projections. Satan's Dictionary? You must get some pretty colorful customers in here.
Ted: Used to. You're the only customer I had since last time you were here.
Winifred "Fred" Burkle: Oh.
Ted: [Ted holds up a book picturing a crime scene] Not a huge demand for photo books of serial killer autopsies when you're living in a utopian wonderland. You know what I mean?
Winifred "Fred" Burkle: I hadn't really thought... Must be hard.
Ted: Hard? Are you kidding? It's great.
Winifred "Fred" Burkle: Great? Really?
Ted: [shrugs, without smiling] Yeah. Look at me. I've never been happier.
Winifred "Fred" Burkle: Uh, sure. I-I see it now. You're practically glowy.
Ted: I was flicking through the radio the other night - there's nothing really good on since Art Bell retired. But, ended up listening to this woman talk.
Winifred "Fred" Burkle: Jasmine.
Ted: Yeah. You too, huh? What a breath of fresh air she is. I listened for almost an hour. I'm a new man. I-I used to be obsessed with mind control. I read everything I could get my hands on.
Winifred "Fred" Burkle: And you don't believe in it anymore.
Ted: I believe.
[He shrugs again]
Ted: I just don't worry about it anymore.
