28 Days Page #7

of Santa Cruz.

l hope you like it.

And now...

...Santa Booze.

Oh, Falcon. l am so afraid.

When they find l've taken you

out of the hospital...

...Mother and Dr. Griffin Hartley

are sure to come here.

What will we do?

lf l can't be without--

With you.

lf l can't be with you,

l would rather be dead.

But, dear God, the tiny clusters

of tumors in my brain.

Oh, God, the tiny little clusters

of tumors in his brain!

Somebody, help! Oh, God!

Wait...

...l have some pills that....

l'm okay. lt's okay. l'm okay.

Oh, Falcon...

...hold me.

l knew we'd find you two together.

Darian, your lover...

...is also your sister!

No!

lt's not possible.

lt is not possible.

Deirdre, darling,

l have some bad news.

Your daughter, Darian,

Falcon's lover and sister...

...is also carrying my baby.

-No!

-No!

Oh, God!

Get out of here! Get out of here!

All right. l got no problem

getting out of here. l'll do this.

-What are you doing?

-lmprovising. They do that on soaps.

What are you doing?

Just improvising. Go with it.

-Oh! But, no, my tumors!

-lt's the melio....

Melagioma nestrocytroma.

Whatever. l'm sorry.

There's nothing l can do.

What are you doing?

lt says in the script that we kiss.

l like you, bon voyage,

but l'm not kissing Gerhardt.

Okay, everybody.

Excellent work. That was really

good sharing. l really enjoyed that.

Good use of feeling words

and all that. Give me more.

Who are you?

Evelyn. Don't you recognize the hat?

Okay, but seeing as

you're all addicts...

...drugs, sex, the same story line

for 1 6 years...

...here are some therapeutic tools

to keep you going.

Sometimes you gotta kiss ass

before you can kick it.

lt's the engine that kills you,

not the caboose.

Make love, not war.

Don't ever be someone's slogan,

because you are poetry.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You missed a damn fine show. All your

favorite characters were there.

Yeah, well, l'm happy for you.

You can't still be mad at me.

Listen, l'm sorry l said that.

You're not dense.

You're great. And....

That's why l didn't want to rehash...

...my entire disgusting history

in front of you, because....

And what you'll think. You'll just--

l know people's perceptions of girls

who screw other girls' boyfriends.

l know what the world's perception is

on somebody who goes into a bar...

...and realizes hours later l've left

my 3-year-old godson in the car.

People don't like people like that.

l don't like people like that.

Those are just things you've done.

Not who you are.

People make mistakes, you know?

Who you are is just fine.

More than fine.

Jasper. What are you doing here?

l was looking for you.

Successfully, as it turns out.

l meant, why aren't you

at your parents' house?

l realized, what with them

being completely senile...

...l could thank them for a great time,

they'll think l made the trip.

See, l thought you might be lonely.

This is Eddie.

He's a patient here.

And he's from Oklahoma.

How do you do, Eddie from Oklahoma?

l'm Jasper.

l'll leave you guys to it, then.

Hang on, l don't know about that.

You see, the way l see it, Gwennie,

we've got two options here.

Scenario 1 :
We let Eddie

head off to the showers...

...wash off that manly sweat, and we

could bullshit our way through the day.

Or scenario 2:

We could acknowledge

the awkward situation we're in.

l don't know what you mean.

That's a clear vote for scenario 1 .

How about you, Eddie from Oklahoma?

Care to weigh in?

Abstaining? lnteresting.

That leaves only me in favor

of calling a spade a spade.

And saying, pardon me, but l'd prefer

if you wouldn't sleep with my fiance.

You got the wrong idea here, pal.

Don't call me ''pal.''

l'm not your pal.

And don't treat me like an idiot.

Do me that one courtesy,

because l'm not that, either.

ln fact, l've got more brain cells...

...than your entire redneck family

all put together.

Don't be a jerk.

Gwen, don't be a slut.

Back off, pal.

Go. Go.

-Let me see it. Let me just--

-Get off!

Let's put some ice on it.

Come on.

This way.

Honey, wake up.

Somebody! Somebody! Come!

Gwen, what is it?

Go back in your rooms!

What did you do?

Your hands are so cold.

Hurry up!

What happened?

-She took that.

-Well, what?

l don't know what this is!

Get somebody!

We have an emergency.

Send an ambulance.

Let me in.

Get back in your rooms!

Oh, Jesus.

I'd rather be dreaming than Iiving

Living's just too hard to do

It's chances, not choices

Noises, not voices

A day's just a thing to get through

Living's just too hard to do

Dreams might be pretend

But at Ieast dreams end

And I just can't stop thinking, you see

Thought's a smaII comfort to me

We as a community have all been

deeply affected by our loss.

l'd like to begin with how l feel.

And that's...

...scared.

Because l've heard so many people here

say, ''l just want to use one more time.''

Andrea's ''one more time''

was what killed her.

She didn't kill herself.

She used.

She overdosed.

That's what happens....

There's nothing...

...you or l or anybody

could've done about it.

lt's important.

You need to understand this.

lt's me.

What happened?

Are you aII right?

Gwennie?

l'm sorry.

l don't know....

You want to know how l feel?

How l always felt around you?

Small.

You have this...

...way.

You know, it's that Mom thing.

That amazing gravitational force.

Even when she was a mess, you know,

the world noticed her.

You have that.

And l guess...

...l figured that

you always knew that.

l don't know.

When l went back home...

...l started thinking.

And maybe you don't know that...

...about yourself.

l mean, who would've told you,

you know? Not me.

The only thing l ever told you was...

...what a pain in the ass you were.

l am a pain in the ass.

Even a pain in the ass needs...

...someone...

...to take care of them.

l didn't do that.

l didn't...

...and l should have.

l should have helped you

with your homework.

l should have walked you home

after school.

Sometimes l'd be walking

with my friends, and l'd see you...

...half a block ahead, all alone.

You were so little.

Well, so were you.

l never asked for help, so....

But you needed it. Didn't you?

And everybody does.

Yep.

l'm sorry l make it

so impossible to love me.

You make it impossible

for me not to love you.

Ninety meetings in ninety days.

And ask for help. lt's always there.

Anything else?

Just goodbye.

Jeremiah was a buIIfrog

Was a good friend of mine

I never understood

A singIe word he said

But I heIped him drink his wine

And he aIways had

Some mighty fine wine

Take care, sweetie.

Joy to the worId

AII the boys and girIs

Joy to the fishes

In the deep bIue sea

Joy to you and me

If I were the king of the worId

I'II teII you what I'd do

I'd throw away the cars

And the bras and the war

And make sweet Iove to you

Look, l messed up.

l got riled up.

There isn't a lot l can do

about it now, except to say l'm sorry.

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