I also dream in MASH

Last night I dreamt that I was Hawkeye from MASH. As the dream began, I was beginning to tell Father Mulcahy why I had been lead back to base by MP's.

The scene faded, and I had just picked up a new doctor from the airfield. We were driving my Festiva back to base. The new doctor (who's name I don't recall - we'll call him ND), began getting very agitated, and told me that he had been forced to enlist because his wife had caught him sucking his best friend's dick. He was sure that he couldn't handle being in the war, and was contemplating suicide.

We reached a checkpoint, and I decided to teach ND a lesson in letting go. Instead of slowing down, I smashed through the barricade and drove off as quickly as I could. There were several jeeps chasing us, and ND suddenly became very serious. While I was laughing and taking my hands off the wheel, he reached into his holster and withdrew his pistol.

The camera angle changed, and now the scene played from outside the passenger window. I could see ND holding the pistol to my head, telling me to fucking stop. I could see my pale face, streaked in sweat. I could smell the faint ammonia as the stain on my crotch spread. Even though I was watching myself, the fear was palpable.

I pulled over and was beaten by the guards, then handed off to military police to be taken back to base.

The scene faded back to Father Mulcahy and myself. I was trying to justify my actions to him, to try to make him understand why I had thought it was so important for ND to appreciate flying without a net. Mulcahy stopped me with a look and told me that while I had been in the barracks, ND shot himself.