The night before, he said 'I love you', she suddenly comes up randomly behind him as Jiles is writing / typing.

Allison: You can't love me.

Jiles: What?

Allison: You can't love me.

Jiles: Allison, I'm telling you, I can. Come with me, come and see this doctor. He says he can fix you. You'll remember everything, we can finally be together.

Allison: (bratty/puty) Ya well....what if I don't want to be fixed, huh?

Jiles: Allison, don't be silly.

Allison: Jiles, it's brain surgery! Don't you realize that I could die?

Jiles: I'm telling you, this doctor says it's safe, and I believe him. You and Molly will go in for it, and you'll come out better. Surgery has so many less risks than it used to.

Allison: If someone told you that today it was safter to jump off the Brooklyn Bridge than it was yesterday, would you still jump?

Jiles: You're being ridiculous, you know that if you do this that we can finally be together and live a real life, a better one. We won't just be playing house anymore.

Allison: I don't know if I want to RISK MY LIFE for something as pivatle as a relationship that may or may not work.

Jiles: I know it's not going to be easy, it's going to be hard. I get that. But I'm willing to work to keep it going, because that's all I really want.

Allison: But the risk....

Jiles: Don't you think our relationship is worth it?

Allison: I'm sorry, did we get married or something? Cause like most things, I seem to have no recollection of this.

Jiles: Fine, two can play that game. (sits at desk, and starts typing) Allison, I can not love you.

Allison: (more confused than sad) Why not?

Jiles: (more snobby and disinterested than angry) Because Allison, you're not normal.

Allison: Normal, what's normal? Nothing in this place is normal!

Jiles: But I want normal, I need it.

Allison: No, no you don't! You love my quirks, you thrive on the craziness!

Jiles: No, Allison. I can't handle you. Im not going to put myself through that.

Allison: You love me right?

Jiles: Allison...

Allison: No you do, I know you do. And love isn't meant to be normal, t's meant to be fun, exhilarating, even a little odd sometimes.

Jiles: Well then I guess I'm not ready for that. I guess I don't want that.

Allison: How can you not want love?

Jiles: Maybe I just don't want it from you.

Allison: Well ya know what, Jiles? That's too bad because I am the ONLY one around here that would be anything for you.

Jiles: You're right, you WOULD be anything. You and Molly, you're something different everyday.

Allison: You know what I meant. I meant that I'm the only one who could be anything important to you. I could love you if you let me.

Jiles: I can't love someone for an hour a day! Besides, I don't know how Ella would feel about that.

Allison: Ella, are you serious?

Jiles: What?

Allison: She's using you! Can't you see that? She only wants you for your talent. I want you for you, Jiles! Why can't you see that?

JIles: (sighs and puts head down, frustrated) I wouldn't be pushing you to get this surgery if I didn't. I think about us, the possibility of 'us' everyday. I think about...how you always tuck your hair behid your ear, how your eyes get small when you smile, how you always look more pretty when you take off the make-up. I mean, every love song reminds me of you, every time you're near me I breathe in deep so I don't forget what you smell like; ivory soap and peaches. And whenever I see someone sad, I can't help but wish they could meet you because I know if they did, that they couldn't help but to smile. (Allison takes his hand in hers)

Allison (sighs, 'happily' defeated) Schedule it.

Jiles: (smiles) Why?

Allison: Because I want to be able to remember what you smell like. (she looks over to see Molly) Molly!

Molly: Mary, what are you doing?

Allison: Molly....

Molly: Who's Molly? Mary, what are you doing with him?

Allison: Please, let me explain.

Molly: Mary, you can't love him. You're married to Joseph, what are you thinking? Mary mother of God would never do that. I would do that, but not you.

Allison: It's just that I-

Molly: And where's your hat-thingy? You always wear that. And you! (referring to Jiles) What are you doing? Don't you know who she is? And what are you talking about? Being a different person?

Jiles: Molly, you have to just listen to me.

Molly: No! And, and brain surgery? Mary, why do you need brain surgery?

Allison: Please just go to bed.

Molly: No, not until you tell me what you're talking about. You're not acting anything like you should be.

Jiles: Molly....

Molly: Who's Molly? Stop it! Stop talking like this. I don't need brain surgery, I don't, I don't! (puts hands over ears in rocks back and forth on the ground in fetal position)

Tonio: (walks in dressed as Tommy Lee, complete with a video camera) Pamela!

Molly: Tommy?

Tonio: Pamela my dear, come with me upstairs.

Molly: (complete turn-around of pure glee) Okay! (they go upstairs)

Jiles: Um...

Allison: Jiles.

Jiles: Tell me that didn't just happen.

Allison: I wish I could. Do you think she's gonna be okay?

Jiles: I don't know.

Allison: Maybe you should go check on her, and I don't know, try to come up with a good story or something.

Jiles: You're right, wish me luck.

Allison: Good luck. (walks offstage)

Jiles: Hey, thanks so much Tonio, really, I appreciate it. Nice guyliner by the way.

Tonio: Do you realize how lucky you are?

Jiles: Well, ya that's why I was thanking you.

Tonio: I just don't think you realize how large the consequences could have been from what you were doing.

Jiles: From talking to Allison?

Tonio: From yelling at Allison! You woke Molly up. Have you ever woken Molly up before?

Jiles: Well not to the point that she came downstairs.

Tonio: So you don't know what could have happened then? Jiles, Molly is so fragile. Waking her up at a different time than usual could totally mess her up. She could be confused about what character she is, and then who knows? What if she tries to get rid of one character, but doesn't know how? Or if she feels like she's two people and is scitzoprenic? And what would you have done if I hadn't come down here and got her upstairs? She could have run away or something, run away from these things that she thought she knew, and then suddenly doesn't. Do you not realize how much MORE you could screw that girl up?

Jiles: Oh shut-up she's fine. She won't remember any of it in the morning.

Tonio: And what were you thinking talking to Allison like that?

Jiles: You heard it?

Tonio:The whole house heard it.

Jiles: You can't tell me what to say, what to do what to feel.

Tonio: Ya? What are you basing your 'love' on, Jiles? A couple hours together?

Jiles: It's not a couple of hours, it's just that our time is spent in small incriments, which is not my fault.

Tonio: Jiles you have not spent a whole day with this girl.

Jiles: Well, sure technically, but I've deffinitly spent more than twenty four hours with her.

Tonio: That's totally different. You don't know what she looks like in the morning, teeth un-brushed, hair un-combed. You don't know what it's like to have her give you the silent treatment for days because you two got in a silly fight, I mean, you've never had to talk to her about anything REALLY important before, no wonder she's hesitant. I mean, you're asking her to risk your life so that you two can have a chance at having a relationship?

Jiles: You have no idea what happens between us while you're all sleeping!

Tonio: Really? Enlighten me.

Jiles: I bet you I know just as much as Allison as you do about Tootie, they're just, different things. I know her mom's maiden name, her favorite subject in highschool, and about the years she spent in a phsyciatric facility where the only friend she had was Molly.

Tonio: Allison went to highschool?

Jiles: Of course. Did Tootie not tell you about the accident?

Tonio: Apparently not.

Jiles: Well it wasn't a real high school, it was for people with special needs and mental problems, so it was like half boarding school, half That's where she met Molly. They were really an oddity, only twenty-five people in the world have been diagnosed with their condition. But it's more likely that there's more people out there who are being diagnosed with skitzophrenia instead. But they're not skitzophrenic, they don't have multiple characters that they come back to. They're someone different everyday. So basically because they both had the same issues, they were often placed together in classes and soon became really close. And then one day, they ran off. I don't really know what happened with their parents, but sometimes when they're sleeping, I hear Molly talk about hers. They beat her I think. Allison just says 'Mommy, Daddy' over and over again. I wonder if they ever visited those two at the school.