A Little Bit of Heaven Page #3

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- You'll do great.

- Yes!

What are you doing here?

Just getting caught up.

It's Saturday. Go home.

- You look like sh*t.

- Mono's only moderately contagious.

- It's so nice not having you around.

- Yeah.

By the way:

I licked all the water bottles.

Good afternoon.

- Ummm.

- Hey! Oooh.

You. Hi. Wow.

Yeah, my belly button is in

a different zip code than the rest of me.

It just pops.

- How was the appointment?

- Oh, good.

My doctor says that

everything is good. Thank God.

- I'm sorry.

- That's okay.

'Cause I bet my doctor

is way cuter than your doctor.

Marley! Please tell me

you're not flirting with your doctor.

- So what if I am?

- Never mind.

- Say what you're gonna say.

- No, I...

Why do I feel like I'm more concerned

about this than you are?

Shouldn't you focus on getting cured

rather than getting laid?

Can't I do both?

Could you just for once

not treat everything like it was a joke?

Hey, sleepy monster,

do you want to go for a walk?

You need to go for a walk.

Fine.

Mommy's going for a walk.

you never know

when time stops hanging out

and your friends

stop coming 'round

I money comes

and money goes

it happens all the time

the sky will never give up on me

and the moon will always shine

at night

and old Mississippi River

just keeps on winding

it lets me know

it's gonna be alright

I gotta learn

to trust somebody

need to let someone in

Yes, I do

I wanna fly

but I keep falling down

please you all

help me get up again

why must I hide

behind the make-up of a fool?

- Hi.

- What do you think?

It's good. I like it.

Plus, I learned from those ladies

over there,

what do you call a jazz musician

without a girlfriend?

- Here we go. What?

- He doesn't have a home.

It's 'homeless'.

But 'A' for effort.

- So that was incredible.

- He's been performing since he was 8.

- Wow!

- So, what are you doing now?

Want to get

something to eat with me?

- Like, gefilte fish tacos, perhaps.

- No, I can't stay. I'd love to,

but it's not doctor protocol

to hang around with a patient.

Well, I won't say anything

if you don't.

I'm really fun.

How can I say no to that, right?

Do you mind if I ask you

a personal question?

- No.

- Why do you not have a girlfriend?

- Is it that obvious?

- Oh, yeah. Yup.

- I practically live at the hospital.

- Not much of a life.

Actually, Dr Sanders

called me to work here

out of more than 2000 applicants.

I can't sacrifice that for a personal life.

Uh-uh.

I guess I'm more of a

cake-and-eat-it-too kind of girl.

- Oh, yeah?

- Hm.

Then why aren't you

in a relationship?

Because I don't need to be in one

to have a personal life.

- You're not answering the question.

- Well,

read about it in my next book:

'Why relationships suck ass!

You know, I've never met anyone

that talks so much

and says nothing at the same time.

Okay. Fine.

That was so...

This is me.

And... that's me over there.

Good night, Dr G.

Good night.

I'm making you

a nice, big, juicy steak.

Ma! I've been a vegetarian

for 12 years.

Well, you need some protein.

Mm-hmm.

By the way, your father called again.

He said he was going to do

his best to make it out here.

Blah, blah, blah.

I don't know why you didn't have

your friend Sarah watch the dog.

Then I could stay here with you.

Strike one.

Wanna try for two?

Well, I can't control my allergies.

Or her complaining.

I heard that.

I just wanna help.

Tell me what to do.

Mom, you're here. That's enough.

Would you go to a nutritionist

if I could arrange it?

- Mom!

- Everybody,

- swears by this macrobiotic diet.

- I don't want that heely-feely sh*t.

So just back off.

Oh, this steak is burning.

Go rub some dander on her.

Go.

Shoo! Shoo! Call him, Marley.

Call him. That's not funny.

Hi, Dr Sanders. Marley.

Have a seat.

- Is anyone joining you? Mother?

- Trust me,

neither of us wants her here.

- Hi.

- Uh-oh.

Two against one.

This can't be good.

Marley, I'm sorry I have to say this,

but there's been no improvement.

- Wait. What are you saying?

The chemo hasn't worked

as we had hoped.

And the tumours

have continued to grow.

What now?

What...

There is one particular clinical trial

that's had some success.

Although, typically with patients

who had better result from chemo.

Success like people cured?

- Yeah.

- What is it?

It's a series of treatments,

two times a week.

It's injected into the affected areas.

The objective is to stop or slow down

the growth of the cancerous cells.

It's an option.

But you need to be aware that

the side effects are very extreme.

There are no guarantees.

Of course.

We have to do it.

So you're going to be a guinea pig?

It's not an experiment.

It's a clinical trial.

What do you know about this trial?

What are the success rates?

- He said they're pretty good.

- Pretty good?

And that's it? You're going

to do it just off of that?

Actually no, I flipped a coin.

Heads do it. Tails drop dead.

Look, I'm just saying

that we need to make sure this is

- the appropriate course of action.

- Excuse me. We?

As in you, Mom and me?

When have you ever been around

to make any important decision?

You know what? I'm not going to have

this conversation with you. I...

Will she be able to go home today?

Depends on how she responds

to the treatment.

Ow!

Can I be here

while you do the procedure?

No.

I'm sorry, you cannot.

What if I'm very, very quiet?

Sorry, but the concept of my mother

being quiet is incredibly funny.

It is.

- Am I gonna lose my hair?

- No, your hair will be fine.

- Ow!

- I'm sorry.

"Roses are red, violets are blue,

I've got ass cancer,

now you know too. "

Don't you feel guilty for

leaving me all those nasty messages

for missing work?

Yeah, but I'm...

You should have come to me sooner.

Why did you keep it a secret?

Because I didn't want you

to look at me the way you are now.

So, have you filed

with the insurance company?

Well, I'm not footing the bill

out of my salary.

No, I mean life insurance.

Look, people recover from cancer

and, um,

however much money you need

to make that happen, I want you to have.

There's an option in the company policy

that says that anybody who has a

life-threatening illness

- can cash out.

- Meaning how much?

A million dollars.

Let me guess. That would be

500,000 dollars after taxes.

I think my God will be Gucci.

- Yeah, definitely.

- I think so.

- Oh, I love it.

- You can fight me for it.

I've got a big G for gorgeous.

Cammie goes to college,

or Mommy gets this bag.

Love you.

Okay.

They're fabulous!

I want you to have these.

Am I making you hot?

What kind of cologne is that?

He was flirting with me.

- Oh, boy.

- You're so weird.

Hey-

There's a maternity department upstairs.

Want to check that out?

You know... I'm really tired.

I'm gonna go home and lie down.

Um, thank you so much for today.

- I'll call you later. I love you.

- I love you too.

I like that.

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