David Fincher's film Seven but I guess I'll just have to use words, blurgh - this scene comes about 3/5ths of the way into the film; it's just after they've scuffled with "John Doe" in an alleyway and now they've taken over his apartment, which is filled with "five thousand notebooks... each notebook contains two hundred and fifty pages... No dates indicated, placed on the shelves in no discernible order; It's just his mind poured out on paper." At least that's how Morgan Freeman puts it in his best Morgan Freeman Voice. I am sure you can hear it in your head. Anyway I can't be the only creep who went out and bought a pile of Composition Notebooks after seeing Seven right? Live like John Doe! In a very very dark series of rooms lined with your nuttiness!