NARRATOR

" STANLEY ? Où est cet homme. . " ( C'EST LA ROUTE DÉPRIMÉE)

(DEPRESSED STANLEY ROUTE)
{{narrator}} : Ah there you are! I was wondering where you had- oh.. oh dear. Are you all right? your head is rather crowded today.. hm.. Well, there's not much I can do from here.. I am just a man in a recording booth after all. However, I'm not at ease leaving you like this.. No no no..it wouldn't do at all. I'll help. But I'm going to say this just once so pay attention! You are loved. Wh-what do you mean by " I don't think so.. "?! Of course you are! Why wouldn't you be? Your brain isn't telling the truth. you ARE loved. How do I know? Well-Um well.. Let's move on.. Look! here's another thought! People care about you. I- Unbelievable yes R E A L L Y. I can't help but feel it would take less energy to just accept my words as they are! , instead of- Well.. It isn't exactly for fair of me to just ask you to just " be better ".Still.. It seems obvious to me that you are DEEPLY cared for. By who? Um- The specifics don't matter! You just have to trust me! I know it's hard to believe.