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ZECHARIA 4'1m0f John the Baptist's father is speechless

(phone rings, off hook)

FLOYD -- (Austrian, Jewish accent) Hallo, zis is Dr 
Signmond Floyd.

Oh, yes, you are referring to Zechariah, the priest who was 
found to be in a catatonic state at the temple several months 
ago. Just have him fill out the personal information forms and 
give him the battery of personality assessment tests.

You've already done that. Oh, vell, then show him in and bring 
his file.

(phone hangup, door open)

Zechariah, my name is Dr Sigmond Floyd. Please lie down on 
the couch vhile I examine your file. Thank you, Madaline, and 
please hold all my calls. This is a very serious case.

(door close, papers shuffle)

Alright, Zechariah, let's see vhat ve have here. I see, until 
nine months ago, you worked as a priest at the temple. And that 
it vas vhile you vere burning incense in the Holy Place you 
became catatonic. And nine months of various treatments have 
been completely ineffective.

Just nod your head if you agree.  Uh huh. Alright.

(papers shuffle) Mmmmm. Uh hummm. Your personality assessments 
show that you have no apparently phobias or psychoses. So, 
perhaps you suffered an allergic reaction to the incense.

No? Well, then, just write me a message with that paper und 
pencil there.

(pen scratching)

What are you writing there? "You were visited by an angel of the 
Lord?" Uh huh.

(aside) Verrrrry interrrresting. Delusions of grandeur. I wonder 
why this disorder did not show up on the assessment.

(pen scratches)

"The angel made... me... speechless... because... of... my... 
lack... of... faith." Uh huh.

(aside) These religious manifestations are the worst kind to 
deal with. They are very slow to respond to treatment.

(pen scratches)

"The angel... promised... that... my... wife... would... give... 
birth... to a... prophet... of God... on the... order... of... 
Elijah." Uh huh.

(aside) Verrrry Interrrresting. Delusions of grandeur and 
delusions of persecution in the same individual. Say, this case 
could make me famous.

Zechariah, I don't want to alarm you, but there hasn't been a 
true prophet of God in 400 years since the prophet Isaiah. The 
likelihood that you had a true visitation from a spirit being 
is, to say the least, highly unlikely.

(pen scratches)

"The... messiah... will... be... born... just... after... my... 
son.... He... is... a... relative... of... mine." Uh huh.

(aside) This confirms my diagnosis.

Zechariah, I need to help you on the road back to reality. First 
of all, the messiah is a manifestation of the Lord God Almighty. 
He will not be born like a common man. Any idiot knows that. And 
second, according to your file, your wife is over sixty years 
old. She is well beyond the age where she could bear children. 
It would take a miracle for her to....

Why are you nodding your head?

(pens scratches) 

"It... will... be... a... miracle."

Zechariah, you are living in a fantasy world. Your return to 
reality will require slightly more stringent treatment. 

(velcro)

Let's just fasten your wrists and ankles with these little 
restraints. Don't worry this treatment won't hurt... (aside) very 
much.

(dentist drill, jack hammer, hand saw, hammer pounding, air 
impact wrench, bicycle horn, diesel engine, phone rings, 
offhook)

Madaline, I thought I told you that I did not want to be 
disturbed.

(on hook)

Now, where was I?

(dentist drill, jack hammer, hand saw, hammer pounding, air 
impact wrench, bicycle horn, diesel engine, phone rings, 
offhook)

Madaline, please, you are trying my patience. I... 

Excuse me? Zechariah's wife just had a baby? Uh huh.

(on hook)

Well, Zechariah, I guess that's enough therapy for today. Let me 
just remove those little restraints off your wrists and ankles.

(velcro)

ZECHARIAH -- His name is John. They will call him John the 
Baptist.

FLOYD -- Zechariah! You're talking! Well! It looks like my 
therapy worked! Zechariah, why are you gritting your teeth and 
rolling up your sleeves? Are you angry?

ZECHARIAH -- Angry? Yes, you might say I'm angry.

FLOYD -- Why don't you lie back down on the couch. Let's 
talk about your hidden hostility.

ZECHARIAH -- I'll show you hostility, but it won't be hidden.

(door open)

FLOYD -- (afar) Madaline, cancel the rest appointments.

(running footsteps)

(afar) I'm gone for the day.


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