human
All right, he said.
gpt
I get it. _You're_ Miss Thompson.
human
Now, wait a minute, Malone,
gpt
Wait a minute? Malone said.
human
There are four people here, not counting me. I know I'm not Miss Thompson. I never was, not even as a child. And Dr. Harman isn't, and Miss Wilson isn't, and Whistler's Great-Grandmother isn't, either. So you must be. Unless she isn't here. Or unless she's invisible. Or unless I'm crazy.
gpt
It isn't _you_, Malone,
human
What isn't me?
gpt
That's crazy,
human
O.K., Malone said.
gpt
I'm not crazy. Then will somebody please tell me--