90 Minutes in Heaven Page #3

Two goals, Dad.

That's what I got.

One bounced off

the pole.

Excuse me. It's, uh...

It's time for some cleaning.

Okay.

I'll see you guys soon.

Okay, bye.

All right.

Come on, guys.

Go be with your grandparents

for a minute, okay?

Be good boys.

See you guys soon.

We have the best kids

in the world.

Yeah.

We sure do.

Hi. How y'all doing?

You okay?

Joe?

Okay.

Eva, I think the kids

should come home with us.

We'll find a school

for 'em close by,

and that way you won't have to worry about

if they're being taken care of or not.

Yeah, and-and that way you can

focus fully on taking care of Don.

Let me talk

to Don first.

I'm not sure if that's a

decision he can make right now.

Dad. You live

250 miles away.

We won't be able to see

them every day. I know.

I know it's gonna be tough.

But Don needs you now.

And we can bring the kids

back anytime you want.

It's best

if I speak with Don.

All right.

Okay.

Hi.

How you doing today?

Hmm?

How you feeling?

My dad thinks

it would be better for them

to take the kids

back to Louisiana,

at least until we can get

you out of the hospital.

I don't think

that's a very good idea.

I know.

But it'll be better for them.

Because that way I don't

have to keep finding people

to take them to school

and pick them up every day.

It's not a good idea, Eva.

It's going to be impossible for me

to return to teaching school

and maintain health insurance,

spend time with you and find the

energy to take care of our children.

No.

Don.

Letting my parents

take the kids

is the only sensible

solution we have here.

I want you to agree.

I will find peace if we

both agree to let them go.

I'm sending them home

with my parents.

Welcome to McDonald's.

Can I take your order?

Hi. Yes. We will have

two cheeseburgers,

two shakes

and two fries, please.

Thank you. Please pull up to the window.

Until it was time

for me to come home,

Eva would never

sleep in our bed.

And that couch

was not comfortable.

I know,

'cause I've been there.

Yes. Hello.

My name is Eva Piper.

I'm looking

to hire an attorney.

Mrs. Pepper?

Piper.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm Cecil Beaumont.

Pleasure.

I am your Beau.

Before we start,

can I ask you a question?

Yes.

How did you

hear about me?

Billboard. There was a

sign by a drive-through.

See there? A sign.

Something we all need in a time

of uncertainty, don't you think?

Your husband was hit by a

state truck from the prison,

is that right?

Yes.

Cherry.

Driven by an inmate?

Cherry.

Now, it's not illegal for them

to let an inmate drive a truck.

But it shows poor judgment on the

part of those officials at the prison

to let an untested,

inexperienced driver

take control of an

18-wheel tractor-trailer.

Triple cherry!

Ka-ching! Jackpot!

Several of my friends

are concerned

that there might be

some kind of a cover-up

or that the State of Texas will

try and deny who drove the truck.

Well, your friends,

are they attorneys?

No.

Okay.

Their legal advice is worth

what you paid for it, okay?

There might be an attempt to alter the

circumstances surrounding the accident.

I mean, that's more likely

what they'll do.

Uh...

You know, they're on the hook

for a pretty big claim here.

So I think we can assume pretty stout

pushback from the State of Texas.

Do we have a case?

Excuse me.

918's Tulsa, isn't it?

I'm sorry. Wha...

You, uh...

Did you just ask,

do we have a case?

Ma'am, I wouldn't be here

if there wasn't a case.

I am your Beau.

And "mont," as in you have

a "mont-umental" case.

That's not

that good, is it?

"Mon," as in

you have a "monster" case.

How about "mont," as in, you

have a case the size of "Montana"?

These medical bills

are gonna be astronomical,

and you probably don't have the

resources to cover that, do you?

No, we don't.

How are the children doing?

Who wants

to say grace tonight?

Nicole said it

last night. Boys?

Um...

Joe? Chris?

Chris, you go ahead.

You're older.

Like 10 minutes older.

Well, then you have

a head start, right?

Thank you, Father,

for the food on our table,

and please

look over our dad, and...

and for allowing me and my brother

to skip our homework tonight.

Well, this father's not

gonna allow that to happen.

Oh, yes, you are.

Can I help you?

You sounded like

you were in great pain.

What are you

talking about?

You cried out.

God.

Is this what you

brought me back for?

Yes, dear,

you came back to me.

All right, breathe.

Deep.

Deep breath.

Deeper.

Huh.

Another.

All right.

Let's get you ready.

- For what?

- Taking a breath.

You need to leave

this on, all right?

That's good.

Oh, God.

Please, God.

I'm Dr. Houchins.

You stop breathing

on my watch,

I won't be undefeated.

All right, let's get you

into a position to win.

All right,

take a deep breath.

Don't give up now.

Keep trying.

Did you hear what I said?

Do it, now. Breathe. Do it.

Cough. Breathe and cough.

Do it.

Do it. Breathe.

This is not a negotiation.

Do this right now. Breathe.

I can't.

All right.

Don't do it.

If you don't start

breathing and soon,

I'm gonna have to resort

to a ventilator.

You won't like that.

What Dr. Houchins might have

lacked in bedside manners,

he made up for

in sheer bulldog determination.

He simply wanted me

to breathe.

And I had stopped trying.

Don?

You gotta breathe.

Please,

can you breathe?

For me?

You're not even trying.

Breathe!

Breathe.

Billie.

Sarge.

He's this way.

How are you doing?

Well enough.

Oh. Don's just through here.

He's stable. I'm sure

he'd love to see you.

I can't.

I- I... I just can't.

No.

Okay, that's okay.

It's all right. Here,

come with me. Come here.

I knew my mother would have

the most difficult time

seeing me

in this condition,

and never entered my room during

the entire stay in the hospital.

No mother would wanna

see her son like that.

I've got to make

this phone call, okay?

Okay.

I'll be right back.

David,

I don't know what to do.

His mom can't even be in the same

room with him. She's devastated.

He's not gonna make it

unless something happens.

You and Cliff

are Don's best friends.

He won't breathe.

He refuses to breathe.

You're the only other person in

the world who will make him listen.

All right, I'll be there

as quick as I can.

Probably

around three hours.

Thank you.

World War II,

Korea and Vietnam.

That was my father.

Son.

I'd give anything

to trade places with you.

David.

Thank you for coming.

He's this way.

David Gentiles

was my best friend.

Like myself, he was

an ordained minister

who was by far the most loving

human being I'd ever known.

You're gonna make it.

You have to make it.

You've made it this far.

Uh...

I don't know

that I wanna make it.

You have to.

Not for yourself,

then hold on for us, Don.

I'm tired.

I fought all I can

and I'm ready to die.

Well, then you won't have

to do a thing.

We'll do it for you.

We won't let you die.

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