Good going, buddy.

Good going, buddy.

Is that how it's going to be now when I close my eyes?

Yes. Wait till you see the one with the chick in it, it's gonna be a good one. You feel even worse this morning than you did last night.

What chick?

You don't know? Some broad that messed you up. It'll come to you. It always does.

What the hell is going on with me?

You mean why are you so tired? Too tired and down to even think? It is worrying, isn't it. You can't be a detective like this -- detectives need to be able to think.

No, that's not it. Really I feel super-good.

That's not really true. Your heart has finally pumped all the speed out of your system, buster. Time to get some more.

Don't do that. Stay strong. The hangover will wear off. You don't need to keep doing this to yourself.

I need to get more of it then. Detecting is my life. (Opt in.)

Of course! Martinaise is speed-central. You just gotta poke around, follow your nose.

You and speed will be happy again. You will make her come home. This time it will be different.

No. I can take this. I am not going to go looking for speed.

Are you sure? Ready to live as this pathetic shell of yourself for days? Basically a week? Let's be honest -- two weeks, maybe three? You won't make it. Half the town will be dead by then. You will be fired.

Who am I kidding? Of course I want some speed. (Opt in.)

Fast recovery, man! Quick turnaround. Superdetective back in action.

That's a lie. I can do this without the speed. Half the town won't be dead... (Opt out.)

Suit yourself, slow, sad shell-man. See how you do without your spark.

I think Cuno might have speed. I should ask him and start blasting again. (Opt in.)

Wait. What is... speed?

Speed is a potent central nervous system stimulant. It kept you propped up all day yesterday despite your debilitating hangover. How else did you think you even got up from this floor?

You got up from this floor because of a holy vow you made sixteen years ago. With me. To wake up exactly 07:30 every morning until the day you die.

Don't be silly. There was no vow. You were high on speed. That was the only reason you got up. You can't detect without it, it's that simple.

It's power, man. It's professionalism. It makes you feel like you're young again and ready to detect! Ready to go to war against the world!

You're too weak to say 'no' now. Waking up is the worst part. Maybe somewhere down the line you could decline...

Why is this happening?

It's just that your heart has finally pumped all the speed out of your system, buster. Time to get some more.

Oh my god, what the hell was that...

Oh, just a dream. You have ones like that all the time. You feel even worse this morning than you did last night.

I just had the most beautiful dream. Uplifting. Rejuvenating.

Really? Because you feel even worse this morning than you did last night.