[DIANA] It's been four weeks since the treatment And my mind is still a mess And what's left to be remembered Well, it's anybody's guess ‘Cause my past is like the weather It will come and it will go I don't know, even know What it is that I don't know I'm some Christopher Columbus Sailing out into my mind With no map of where I'm going Or of what I left behind I don't know, the things I don't know I'm sure something's missing, I wish it would show I don't know, you say take it slow And I do, although, how I do, I don't know [DR. MADDEN] Are you talking with your husband? [DIANA] Well, he hasn't much to say [DR. MADDEN] Is it helping you remember? [DIANA] I remember that's his way [DR. MADDEN] Does the puzzle come together, piece by piece and row by row? [DIANA] I don't know, I don't know where the f**ing pieces go Cause I don't know how this started, so I won't know when it's done [DR. MADDEN] Have you talked of your depression, your delusions, and your son?