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[Psychedelic music] Hey, Bill. Hey, you all right? Fine. Good. Good. What's going on? Colors. A thousand colors are floating. Yeah. Well, just float with it, man. You know, let it carry you down the stream  and go where it wants to go. You will find that you will become one with  your surroundings. You will live in perfect harmony with the world around you. You  can reach out your hand and become one. Soon you will find your mind begin to expand, your consciousness to reach  out to embrace all eternity. That here all things are clear to you. That  here all things are a smooth-running stream, transparent as the shimmering air,  while far below, the sparkling diamond highlights of the universe twinkle in  response to the sunbursts of your soul. I don't feel good. I'm dizzy, man.  I can't remember what time it is. Relax. Hey, relax. Listen. Relax, O exalted one. These things you feel inside  about the forces of evil striving to break loose, they're no part of you. Let them go. Let the  spirit of the eternal enter you and suffuse your awareness, driving out all evil, driving  out all hang-ups in your soul. O exalted one, let the deep wellsprings of eternal fire flow out  from the source of all knowledge and the source of all sensation. Let the transcendental  forces of the mystical world unite in you, reaching back over the countless eons, the  generations of man. You'll find that a new lightness has entered your heart, that you can  rise above the petty tribulations of the day, that you can float unencumbered  upward toward your destiny. Find and become one yourself. You live in perfect harmony with the world around you. You  can reach out your hand and become one. Soon you will find your mind begin to expand, your consciousness to reach  out to embrace all eternity. That here all things are clear to you. That here  all things are as smooth as a running stream, transparent as the shimmering air, while far  below, the sparkling diamond highlights of the universe twinkle in response to the sunbursts of  your soul. Relax, O exalted one. These things you feel inside, with the forces of evil striving  to break loose, they are no part of you. You will live in perfect harmony with the world around  you. You can reach out your hand and become one. [music] Hey, Bill. Hey, man. What are you doing out here? I'm floating. I'm floating up to the stars, Joe. You can't float out here. We're three stories up. Oh, no. I'm one with the universe. I'm God and  Jesus, Joe. I'm going up there. I'm going up like the airplanes and the rockets. And I'm going  up. I'm going to look down on the whole world. Yeah. Hey, come on inside. Huh? Hey, come  on inside. Hey, Tony. Come here. Come over here. Come here. Come on. Come on inside.  Come on. Come on. Get back. Off. Back off. [muffled screaming] What are we going to do? He's panicking. You've got to do something, Joe. Just relax. You're all right.  Just relax, man. You're okay. No, save me I'm in hell! If he keeps this up, the fuzz is going  to come. We better get him to a hospital. That's a good idea. Let's  take him to the emergency room. They can give him something to get him down. Hey, Bill, we're going to  take you to the hospital. Bill, you're okay. Bill, the doctor will give you some medicine. Are you okay  now? Bill, can you hear me? Well, then he was lying on the  floor yelling and screaming, "I'm in hell," and, well, we  didn't know how to get him down. Did you take any acid yourself? Uh, no. Well, I'm sort of the guide, you know. How do you feel? I'm okay. I was seeing a lot of  colors. It was sort of pleasant, actually. It's less now than  it was before. I'm all right. How about you? I don't think I'm in hell, but I know they're  trying to get me. I think they'd kill me if they could. It's strange. I know they're my  friends, but there's something funny going on. Don't worry about it. I'll  give you a little medicine and have you fixed up. Look out  here. Straight out. There you go. Hey, Doc. Do you get a lot of people  in here on acid who've had bad trips? Yeah, I'm afraid I see a good many. I was wondering, can you tell beforehand  whether they're going to have a bad trip or not? There's no way I know of. Here, why don't you look  straight out here? There you go. Some people have a bad trip the first time. Still others have one  or more good trips and then they blow their minds. You know, I was told location  has a lot to do with it. I mean, if you're in the right set with the right  people, that, uh, well, you're okay. Sometimes yes, and sometimes no.  Take a look at your friend here. He had a bad trip. Evidently he had good  surroundings, and you were guiding him. Oh, yeah. But I sometimes wonder  if maybe I did something wrong. You mean you think it was your fault? Well, well, yeah. You can put that on now. Oh, I don't know. I've seen a good many  people that had the proper surroundings and good friends to guide them come in here in  a panic. Then I've seen them come in dead, too. Dead? What do you mean? Well, take, for instance, the guy who thought he was God and walked out into the freeway  and commanded the cars to stop. They, uh, they didn't. Or some guys will try to drive  a car, fly out a window, that sort of thing. Have you ever tried it? Have you ever been up? No. No. I spent nine years and every dime  I could get, studying day and night to get through medical school to put things  inside my head. No. No. You guys can fool around with scrambling up your brains if you  want to. I can't afford that kind of a risk. Look, why don't the three of you just hold  tight here? I-I'd like you to hang around for several hours, and I'll come back and check  him out and see how that medicine's doing. How do you feel? It'll be all right. I lost some time.  I-I don't know where some time went. Be all right here. Okay, I'll  check with you again shortly. Well, I think he was discharged last month. Hi, Bob. What you got? There's a lady here I'd like you to see.  Actually, you might want to talk to her husband, too. She's been talking out of her head, and  he's not too steady. I suspect it's drugs. How'd she get here? Her husband brought her. She's been  talking about white powder sprinkled around the apartment, somebody trying  to steal the baby, some men breaking in and trying to poison her and cause him  trouble. They're in treatment room two. Okay. Mr. McIntosh? Yeah, that's right. Dr. Baker, Psychiatry Service. What's the trouble? It's my wife. She started talking  out of her head last night. I think she might have got some crystal by  mistake. I can't seem to do anything for her. How much amphetamine or methamphetamine did  she get by mistake? Over how long a time? Oh, maybe a lot of crystal  and maybe a couple of weeks. Okay, I'll see what I can do.  Why don't you wait outside? Okay, Doc. They came in the house. There  was white powder on everything. I made some hamburgers. There was white powder  in the hamburgers. There's white powder in the baby's crib. They're trying to get the  baby. They're trying to poison the baby. Who are the men? The men Henry knows and—and the  police. They're trying to take the baby away. The probation  officer told me, Mr. Simmons, uh, he came by a couple weeks ago,  and he said they'd take the baby. The baby's all right. She gets good food all the  time. She gets bathed every day. She's all right. I know it's poison, 'cause Henry has sores on his  face. Th-that's from the poison. I-I have sores, too. The eyeballs are cracking  and my skin too. It just goes. That's from the poison.  It's from the white powder. Miss McIntosh, I think we have some  medicine that'll help you. I'll have the nurse give it to you, and we'll  talk more later. We'll probably want you to stay in the hospital. So why  don't you come on now, see the nurse, and I want to talk to your husband about  what's been going on. You want to come back in? Just... I want to tell you the truth, 'cause I  think it's the only way I can help Dorothy. You see, two weeks ago I got canned. My boss  found out I had a record and he fired me. I'd been working there for four months and doing  a good job. They could have fired me anytime, but they fired me two weeks ago. I said  the hell with it. One job after another, and every time they find out  you got a record, out you go. But what about your wife? Well, I bought a bag of crystal. Hey, a big  bag. And we've been sitting in the apartment for the past two weeks just shooting speed,  man. Then yesterday, she started talking out of her head. She'd been keeping this up  just like you saw her since yesterday. Well, she seems to be afraid that someone  will try to take the baby. Where is the baby? Oh, the baby's okay. Next-door neighbors are  taking care of the baby. But the probation officer, when he came around a couple of  weeks ago, he said that if we use drugs again, the juvenile authorities would probably  try to get the baby. That bugs her. Then she knows the heat's on me, too. How come? Well, I bought some gelatin capsules for a  friend a while back. The cops were watching. They wanted to know what I wanted with the  gelatin capsules. I just bought them for a friend. They wanted to know who. I didn't know  his last name. I was just running an errand. Well, the cops thought the  gelatin capsules were for what? Acid. LSD. See, the guys that make the  stuff, they put a drop or so on the outside of the capsule. That's all it takes.  But nobody will buy them that way. I mean, it just looks like an empty capsule. So they put  a sugar powder inside. That way the guy that's buying it sees that there's something in it.  Only what he's really seeing is sugar powder. Do you use LSD? I wouldn't touch that stuff. I stay with  things I know. At least I did when I was on—when I was on the stuff I did. Heroin.  Yeah, but I-I hadn't had any hard drugs for a long time. A couple of years, man.  I was mainlining when I was 16 years old. How long have you and your wife been together? Well, we've been married about a year.  We've known each other most of our lives. We grew up in the same block. She's  had her troubles and I've had mine. How do you mean? Well, I started fooling around with a  bunch of guys when I was a young kid, you know, smoking pot, living it up.  But they weren't fast enough for me. So I got to another group of guys who were  using harder drugs. Then I got busted. Well, how did that happen? Well, a friend and I tried to rob a bank.  Only thing was, we didn't realize it was Saturday night and the bank was closed. We broke  a window to get in. The cops came. I did time. After I got out, there were other things. Well, is it the cops your wife is worried about  when she talks about men trying to get you? Not exactly. You see, some of these guys I know, they're big operators. Now, I mean  really big men, and sometimes they ask me to help them. And they're not people  you can say no to. You know what I mean? I haven't done anything, but Dorothy's scared  I will, and then I'll get sent up again. But when I try to stay clean or  I try to keep out of trouble, I just lose jobs because of my past record. I think I blew my cap a long time ago.  And it's way up there somewhere in space, man. It's never going to come down.  All I can do is look straight ahead. Not to the sides, not to the back, just  straight ahead and do what I have to do. And if someone gets in my way, that's  just too bad because it's him or me. Hey, just go, man. That's all right. Just go. Henry, we're going to have to keep your wife  here for a while. Why don't you wait here? Hi, Bob. How did it go? I'm going to admit her to our ward. She's having a psychotic reaction from crystal.  Probably be okay in a few days. Crystal. That's one of the amphetamines, isn't it? Yeah. You see, the addicts use it a lot.  They get psychotic from it. But you'll see the same thing in an overdose of any of the  diet or pep pills. Uh, they tell you their skin and their eyeballs are cracking. They have  paranoid delusions. People out to get them. She told me the sores were caused  by the crystal. Is that right, or— Well, the sores are caused by dirt. See, they just sit around and shoot  crystal and don't eat, don't wash. Look, what about the one you have in the  lock room? I looked in on her a while ago, and she was just sitting there chewing on her  blanket, complaining of the bad titties. I asked her why she kept chewing on it then, and she  said it was because her teeth itched. And then she started telling me this fantastic story about her  sister trying to strangle her with the lampshade. That's why she was running around the hotel  lobby. But you see, her sister is in Boston. Yeah. We have to get her out of  here as soon as we can. Send her to a state hospital. She was in a couple  of weeks ago. She's a barbiturate addict, and we can't do anything for her. I mean,  she seemed okay when she was discharged, but she goes out, gets right back on the  stuff. Let's take a look. See if she's okay. Got it. Hi, Doctor. Hi. How you been? How come I got back here? I'm fine. I can go home now. I thought you weren't going  back on those pills, Mary. Well, I-I mean, I just—there was only  a few I had saved for an emergency. You've been drinking, too? Only a fifth. I think my sister brought it. I thought your sister was in Boston. I don't know how she got here, but  she was there. She had the fifth, and then she tried strangling me with a lampshade. How'd you know? Did Frank tell you? Who's that? Mary, Frank Sinatra. He told me over the radio, "Come see him in Hollywood," and I've got to  get to the airport before the flight goes. Why don't you just lie down  and relax for a while, huh? Okay, Doctor. But if Frankie comes  for me, you'll tell him where I am. I will, Mary. Well, that lady, believe it or not,  got through two years of college and worked her way up to assistant buyer in a  department store. I don't think she could have had five and five right now. She's been  on the alcohol-and-barbiturate route for the past ten years. She not only has brain damage  from the barbs, but I think she's had seizures, too, from being withdrawn suddenly. You  know, these people are often mistaken for drunks and thrown in a tank to cool off.  Then they start having fits. Nobody knows why. Ah, Dr. Baker—situation. Oh, hi, Sergeant. You Dr. Thompson? Sergeant Black, Narcotic Squad. How do you do? Nice to meet you. Henry McIntosh brought his wife in. Yeah, she's in the house. Yeah, they've been sitting around for the  past couple of weeks shooting crystal ever since he lost his job. Guess she flipped.  By the way, I don't know if he told you he bought over 5,000 gelatin capsules a little  while back. This is the kind they use for LSD. For LSD? Oh, there's money in that stuff,  man. And where there's money, those guys will be. They put  a setup in somebody's house, get a supply of the raw materials—they  have to smuggle that in—and away they go. Look, Sergeant, some people will  come in and they'll say, "Well, I've taken 250 or 500 micrograms of the stuff."  But, uh, if it's black market, how do they know? They don't. The only reason they think they know  is because the guy who sold it to them told them that's what it was. And the only reason he knows  is because the guy who made it estimated that's what he put on it. We ran some tests at our lab  and found out that a 250-mic tab has contained anything from 50 to 1,200 mics. They don't know.  They don't care. It's for the buck. That's all. Well, let's see now. Uh, Dorothy will be  on ice for a while, right? So that means Henry will be going out trying to get  some new connections and a little bread. Yeah, I'd imagine. I'm a new face to him, so  I'll be seeing you later. Say, Bob, I, uh, have a couple of kids on  acid sitting out in the waiting room now. I gave him a little Thorazine a while  ago. One of them had a pretty bad trip. Hey, Doc. Can we go? Well, it depends. How do you feel? Things are settling down. I still see a lot  of fog all over the floor, but I'm okay. How about you? I'd like to get some sleep. Look, before I let you go, there are  a couple of things I think you should know about LSD before you consider doing any  of this again. There's now some indication from medical research that the use of LSD  causes changes in the chromosomes. Since these control hereditary characteristics, it  is possible that undesirable changes could occur in the bodies and the minds of the kids  of the people who use it. Do you understand? Oh, yeah. Sure. Yeah, I think so. Another important thing to remember about this  drug is that you could have a flashback. That's a reoccurrence or a repeat of the entire  experience without taking any more LSD. This is particularly true after a bad  trip. Now, that flashback could occur up to 18 months after the first experience.  It's usually brought on by stress, fatigue, similar surroundings, any number of things. Okay?  You know, uh, how are you going to get home? Yeah, I got my car. Okay, you just be sure that you do the driving. 204, radar contact 18 miles. 213, radar contact 18 miles. 217, radar contact 6 miles. 20125... 6.0... 15... You okay? Yeah. Yeah. You want me to take your flight? No. No. I'm all right. I'm okay. Flight 2011, take turn one-eight-zero. That flight three applied—take speed 200. All right. Speed 200. Flight 2011, take speed 225. Bill, who's the letter from? My sister. Lemonade. Sweet lemonade. Woo-hoo. Hey, Bill. What was the matter with  you today? You looked like you were sick or something when we were  bringing in that last squadron. Yeah, I felt kind of sick. I looked—I was nervous.  I-I started seeing colors like on that acid trip. You did? Yeah. I-I could control it, though. But  for a minute there, I couldn't concentrate on the scopes. First the sweeps and then the  targets all had colors around them. And then they started to fall. I was falling right into  the scope. It was over right away with a flash, but it scared me. I-I thought I was  going on another acid trip or something. Hey. Yeah. Remember the doctor talked  about that? Yeah. He called it flashing or, uh, flashbacks. A guy takes a trip  without taking the drug. Scary, man. The way the room's set up, it makes you feel like  you're on a trip anyway. Now, I think your problem is that you're hung up on yourself somehow. Yeah,  you need some new insights into your, uh, your basic personality or something. Hey, maybe another  acid trip would help you get to the bottom of it. Hey, look. If anybody tried  to make me take another trip, I'd throw him over the side right now. All right. Okay. If that's how you feel.  Hey, look. Joe didn't mean you any harm, though. Remember, you wanted to try  the LSD. It isn't his fault you had a bum trip. All I saw was a  bunch of beautiful colors. All right. Okay. Okay. But I'm not going to try  it anymore. At least if I can help it anyway. Okay then. Forget it. Huh? Hey, listen. We got this whole  weekend coming up. What are we going to do? What's on your mind?  You're coming with us, aren't you? Oh, sure. Look, I was thinking, um, either  of you guys ever smoke grass? No. Hey, look, we could get some grass. I know  a couple of guys might be having a party. Really? We could turn on, be grooving.  You ever smoke it before? Oh, yeah. Wow. Lots of times. Yeah. You get kind  of, you know, giggly, but you don't get uptight like with acid. Hey, you know, this might  help you get over some of these problems. Hey, where are you going to get this stuff? Oh, Joe's got connections. Look, I don't want to go through  anything like this the last time. Oh, come on, man. Now's not the time to get  chicken. Look, lots of people smoke grass. Yeah, it helps to heighten your awareness  of yourself, of the world, everything. And grass, that's pot, isn't it? No. Wow. Pot, grass, marijuana. Who  cares? You can really get turned on. Ah, no. We'd be stupid to try something  like that, man. That's a federal offense. Oh, groovy. So who's going  to bust us? Huh? Come on. That'll teach you to play with the big boys. You're too good for me, Charlie. You know, Henry, there's a lot of bread to  be made in acid and in pot. Take this deal that Al's trying to make. It's the fashion.  It's the style. You ought to get with it. No, I can't. I got too much heat on  me, for one thing. But for another, Dorothy'd throw me out. She's  afraid we'll lose the baby. Okay, Henry. How you going to support yourself?  How are you going to support the baby? Well, they said I could get on welfare, and they said something about, uh,  vocational rehabilitation, too. That sounds great, Henry. That sounds  real manly. But what I think Charlie's trying to tell you, Henry, why don't  you get smart for once in your life? Hey, folks. Got a guy here I'd like for  you to meet. His name's Joel. Good people. Hello, Joe. Joe? Hi, Jeff. How you doing?  I've known him a long time. He's been coming in here ever since  he was a kid. Treat him right, huh? Sure. What can I do for you, Joe? I'm-I'm looking for a transaction. What do you have in mind? Well, you know, I thought I'd pick up some grass. How many kilos do you want? What's that? How much do you want? Oh, well, I don't know. I  thought maybe a dozen joints. I don't think I can handle that type of  transaction, Pete. Maybe you can help a kid. Well, I tell you, I have something  special. I was saving it for myself. Really? Acapulco Gold. Ever hear of that, kid? Oh, yeah, sure. Okay, I'll let you have the  dozen joints. You got bread? Oh, yeah. Yeah. Hey. Wow. Hey, thanks. Have a good time, kid. Yeah. Hey, thanks. Where'd you get the Acapulco Gold, Pete? Listen, grass is grass. That kid'll  never know the difference. Hey, uh, what about that deal I was talking about? Um, Al  here wants 10 kilos. I told him it was more than I could handle. I thought maybe you could,  um, take him to someone who could help him. Hey, that's quite a deal. You sure  he's okay? I mean, you know him? Yeah, sure. Okay, I think I can take it to the man. But  he better be okay. You know what I mean? Yeah. Yeah. I see you, man.  Hey, bring your bucket, right? You know, the Acapulco Gold's great stuff. You  get a real extra high out of it, and it's very hard to come by. But fortunately, I have some  connections, and I was able to get it for you. Joe, shut up. You talk too much. Right. Hey, one of you guys was talking  about smoking pot all the time. What else is there to do? Well, yeah, but all the time? Yeah, all the time. Something wrong with that? You know, you know, must be wild  though, huh? Some wild times, huh? How do you mean? Well, like with the chicks— I got no time for chicks, man. All I got time for  is pot. It's the only thing I do. That's my bag. Besides, you can't do nothing with chicks  when you smoke pot. It's a waste of good pot. You got to watch out, Josh. There  may be nothing wrong with grass, but, uh, you can get busted. If  you get busted, you've had it. What do you mean? Possession of pot's a felony. You can  get a record and you can get sent up. I had a friend that got busted. He—he was in the  Navy. Got a bad discharge and lost his security clearance. Wasn't able to get a job when he  got out. Whole future shot to hell. Now all he does is sit around and smoke pot. And if he  gets busted again, it's a-it's bye-bye birdie. Hey, why don't you shut up? Or maybe  you'd like me to shut you up myself, huh? No, Josh. I-I didn't mean you. I didn't  mean any harm. I sit around and I smoke pot because I like to sit around and smoke  pot. That's what I do. That's my bag. All right. Sure, Josh. Sure.  I-I didn't mean any harm. I tell you one thing, though. I  don't sell it. Guy I knew up in, uh, Oregon got sent up for 20 years. Twenty  years for-for selling it to a friend. Boy, that again. Yeah. It's happening. What's happening? What's happening again, Joe? Joe, what you doing? What are you  trying to do, blow my mind, Joe? Joe, what are you doing? Used to be able to  control my own. I don't know what I'm doing. What made you do it, Joe? Huh?  You're doing it on purpose, Joe. I'm going to get you. I'm going to  kill you if it's the last thing I do. I don't know what it means, but I think he's getting kookier and  kookier, and I'm worried about him. Ah, he's all right. So he had a rough  time at the party. He got over it. Yeah, I know. But he's not so quick when  we're landing the planes. He seems to be thinking of something else. He-he  rubs his eyes. A couple of times, I had to pick up on some mistakes  he made. There were little mistakes, but maybe he might make a big mistake. And then  what happens? Millions of dollars' worth of airplane and a pilot and an RIO and who knows how  many other people dead 'cause he made a mistake. I don't think he's that bad. Do you? I don't know. That's just the point. I don't know. We were just talking about you. What's wrong? That's the way you've been acting. Sometimes when we're bringing the planes in,  you act like you're seeing things. I have. I don't know what's wrong. It's  only for a second, but we're worked for a long time. I-I don't know. The lights  and everything going around, it makes me feel like I'm going back on the acid trip again.  Break out in a sweat. I just go out of my mind. Can you tell when it's going to happen? Sort of. I don't know. The lights, radar scope  going around, excitement. I know. There's a pattern. Light, dark, flickering. Sets everything  off. I know it's mostly 'cause everything's set up so much like it was in the acid trip.  I think I'm going to have another one. I don't know. The scope—it changes colors. All  sorts of crazy little things that happen. Hey, um, what about going to sick bay? I mean,  what if this thing gets out of hand? You know, we're bringing the planes in and you start  seeing things in the scope or something. It's never—it's never been to the  point where I couldn't control it, though. I-I get dizzy. I get nervous. If  I concentrate hard enough, I usually can control it. I don't know, though. Every now  and then, I start seeing faces in the scope. But I look up at Joe through that glass,  he looks like a monster. I think I know it's my imagination playing tricks on me, but  I sure as hell wish it wouldn't happen anymore. Well, you know the answer to  that, man. It's simple. You just relax and you float with it.  I mean, you don't fight it enough. Hey, why don't you tell that to the pilot  that's coming in? That is the stupidest thing I ever heard. Don't you know what  would happen if Bill gave him the wrong instructions or pushed the wrong button or any  damn thing? Don't you know what would happen? Yeah, I guess you're right, you know.  Yeah, man. But if you're going to reach a new level of awareness, you're going  to have to take some risks. I mean, the Indian mystics weren't concerned  whether they could land planes or not. Yeah, that's right. They weren't. They didn't have  to. I do. If you ever have the job, you will, too. Well, what about sick bay? Maybe  we could take you down there. No good. It would all be in the soup. Oh, well, maybe you could tell  them some other kind of story, like, uh, you don't feel well or something. What kind of a story? I'm crazy? I'm  out of my head? I'm seeing things, and it's not great? What if I do  tell the doctor about the acid and marijuana? What's he going to do, believe  I walked out in the street and found it? You guys are going to get involved,  too. He knows we hang around together. You know, you can tell him you took it  yourself and we had nothing to do with it. You know the penalties for using  dope. You're the guy that insisted on it. How come I'm supposed to be  the only one that takes the rap? If a couple guys get involved, I  won't get the book thrown at me. Roger, you'll be flying on my wing all  the way to the P. Three, you now 35. Bright Star 203, radio  check. How do you hear? Over. I completely lost my tack in. I  seem to be flying over some hot area. It looks like it's crashing  down there. You have me on radar. Feedback 14 commencing. 15  seconds late. Stay 2.89. 28 miles. 28. Yeah. 310. That's 17 M platform. Hey, Bill. What's going on? I'm floating with it. I'm floating  with it, Tom. It's beautiful. Red... can I center with the targets and the  airplanes? I'm having a little problem. You might have to watch my turns. I have  to reset it. I don't think I'll come back. Flight 207, I'm coming aboard. Flight 207, disregard previous transmission.  Disregard and continue your pattern. Roger. Mr. Coggins, this man has to be relieved. What's going on here? He can't function. He's sick. What's wrong with him? Well, he's taking LSD, sir. He's  having flashbacks, hallucinations. How do you know? 'Cause Joe and I were with him when he took it. All right, you two get this man  to sick bay right now. Dudes, move over on that board.  Anderson, Johnson, get in here. You've been trying to get me, and they  did. I-I thought they were my-my friends. I-I guess that's part of the idea. What idea? Every—everything happens too fast to  talk about. Scope goes around. The world, world goes around, around and around. We'll have a ball. But if the-if the ball gets  cracked, it never comes down. I— It's more like a balloon. A gas, gas  balloon. That's a—that's a g-gas— Did you fellas take the stuff with him? I took the LSD and later the marijuana. How about you? Well, no. I didn't take any. Joe was our  guide. He got us the acid and showed us how to find out the truth about ourselves.  He wanted us to have a new experience. What'd you do it for? I just thought it might be fun to  turn him on, that's all. I mean, like for kicks. I didn't think  he'd freak out or anything. You see, these drugs affect  your judgment, concentration, particularly LSD. They cause changes in your  brain. LSD seems to interfere with ambition, reaching one's goal in life, and  with being a responsible person. Sometimes in the Navy, a great  many lives can depend upon one person's judgment. We can't take chances. The effectiveness of the United States  Navy is based upon the reliability of each man who takes part in the  vital mission of national defense. The improper and unauthorized use of  drugs can destroy a man's reliability, can endanger the lives of his shipmates,  and can weaken the defenses of our country. Tony Carvello lost his rate and his security  clearance. He also lost his Federal Aviation Agency license as an air controller. Since  he had demonstrated his judgment was not adequate for a responsible position in the  Navy, he spent the balance of his term of service performing non-critical tasks and  was denied the opportunity to reenlist. Joe Hennessy, partially through the testimony  of his former friends, was convicted in civil court for illegal possession and sale of  dangerous drugs. He was discharged from the Navy under other-than-honorable conditions  and will now serve a sentence in prison. Bill Aperson developed a psychotic mental  disorder following the use of LSD. He was separated from the Navy with a medical  discharge. Since his disorder was not service-connected, but was due to his  own misconduct, he was transferred to a state mental institution where he will  now receive long-term psychiatric care.