Mr. Bunion: Ah! There's a hypnotist! I believe I'll let him try himself on me, yep! I'll go in and see him anyway. [Prof. Conem HYPNOTIST]
Mr. Bunion: If you can hypo tie me into believe that this valise is no burden for one second, then I will have one second of joy.
Prof. Conem: Be seated, sir! I think I can do it!
Prof. Conem: Now you must concentrate your mind on and look straight at me. Put yourself in my power.
Mr. Bunion: Look you right in the eye, eh?
Prof. Conem: Now! Star at me! You! You are asleep! I see you are asleep you are
Mr. Bunion: Um, ah, ehem!
Prof. Conem: Now sleeping, the sleep of the carefree! Your burden, now, is no burden, but a filmy dream! You have no care! It is a myth! See! See! See! Mr. Bunion: Um, hum.
Prof. Conem: That weight of sorrow is now as light as sunshine! Don't you see? Ah! Ha! You--
Mr. Bunion: It feels just as heavy to me!
Prof. Conem: Heavy!! Heavy! You are too strong! Too powerful! To speak such a word! You are too happy to think of a burden--
Prof. Conem: No, you are not susceptible enough. I can not work on you.
Mr. Bunion: Susceptible. Great Scott is that it? Well! I'll try and cultivate some and call again.