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Afflicted Page #3
- This doesn't mean so much,
because in Vernazza
the cellars are very tiny.
Everybody has his own cellar.
So how do you feel
about, um, showing us the
vineyard, the vines, the...?
Going up on the mountain?
Okay, is not so far. Is very easy.
You missed this cute pig.
What are you...?
This is Judita, my pig.
Judita.
He's very cute.
In this area, the main
production is white grapes.
There is a little bit crazy because
this environment, to me...
Clif. We gotta go down.
- We gotta go down the mountain now.
- Sh*t.
Clif! I have to go down
- the mountain now.
- What's wrong with your skin?
- Go in casa.
- Just go.
Derek, just go. Go! Go!
Sh*t.
Derek! What do...? What do
you need? What do you need?
- Water! Water!
- Okay, okay, okay.
What the hell is going on?
Here it is! Here it is!
Are you okay?
- Aah!
- Are you okay?
- What...?
- I don't know.
I don't know.
Jesus.
Look.
What the f*** is wrong with me?
Jesus.
I need your guys' help.
Because seeing what I saw
at the vineyard today,
with Derek and his skin, I don't
think I've ever seen anyone
in as much pain as
I saw Derek today.
And, you know,
this thing for a year,
but, like...
I need to convince
him to come home,
and he's not gonna listen to me.
He's only gonna lis...
I'm... I'm really sorry,
You're... You're sick.
And I don't think you're
being honest with me
or with yourself about this, okay?
You're really sick.
Like...
What happened at the
vineyard was...
And you're still not eating.
And...
I...
I'm your friend, and I
feel responsible for you.
And I can't in good conscience just
let you stay here and hurt yourself.
We have to go home,
okay? It's the right...
- Agh!
- Jesus Christ.
F***. F***.
Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm good. I'm good.
- You just broke the wall.
What is this wall made out of?
It's like... It just disintegrated.
It's made out of rocks, man.
Are you...? Did you...?
Did it hit you? Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay, but you
just broke a rock wall.
Like, look at... Look at this.
It's, like, crumbly and
dry and old and shitty.
- Wait, wait.
- And I need to go
- to anger-management classes.
- Try this one.
What do you mean, "try this one"?
I want you to break this
like you did the last one.
That is awesome.
All right, I'm rolling.
Just do it, man. Just do it.
Come on, man. You can do it.
Holy sh*t.
Oh, my God.
You just... Are you okay?
- I will be.
- Oh, my...
Oh, sh*t.
- All right, I'm rolling.
- Uh, strength test.
- One, two...
- Go at three.
Three.
- Go, go, go.
- Oh, sh*t.
Holy crap.
Holy cow.
What is it like to be a superhero?
Oh, my God. Let's go, like,
fight some bad guys. Heh.
I don't know if you guys
saw that or not back home,
but that was absolutely
unbelievable.
I hope I got it on tape.
I think I just broke
the sound barrier.
What's it like?
You just... You just
lifted a car. Come on.
I don't know. I don't
know what's going on.
All right. Are you ready?
- Just go.
- All right, here we go.
Okay. I'm at 20.
I'm at 40.
I am at 60 kilometers an hour!
Whoa!
Holy sh*t!
You were going 60K, which
is like 40 miles an hour.
- How do you explain that?
- I don't know.
Is there any way this could
be related to your AVM?
- Derek, are you okay?
- Oh, my contact.
F***.
- What is it?
- I don't know, man.
Can you just...? Can you
just turn that off?
- Just turn off the camera.
- What?
Our, just... Clif...
Look, I don't wanna be a dick,
but turn off your camera.
There's something
wrong with my... Ugh.
Are you okay?
What the f***?
F***.
What are you doing?
Dude... Dude, don't.
- Stop pulling.
- Clif... Clif...
- Derek.
- Did I just pull out my eye?
- What the...?
- Did I just pull out my eye?
Oh, my God, your eye.
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
- What are you...?
I don't know. I don't know.
I just saw it for a second. I mean...
- Oh, the other one.
- Derek.
Oh, my God, are you okay?
Holy sh*t.
Jesus Christ.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Sh*t.
He's ignoring my mom's e-mails.
He's ignoring my e-mails.
- What do I do?
- You're the only person...
If he's not listening to anybody,
what the hell am I supposed to do?
Yeah, but you're the only
guy who's physically able
at this point to do
anything about this.
You know how it is.
He's freaked out.
He does not know what's going on.
You need to be the one who gets him
to somebody who can
take a good look at him
and understand what
this is all about.
Because I certainly
can't do it from here.
I'm just worried if we don't
get him somewhere soon, um,
it's gonna be beyond the point
where I can do anything about it.
Derek?
Look, man, I... We need to talk.
Derek?
- Aah!
- Jesus!
- What the hell? That's not funny.
- Ha-ha-ha.
- Yes, it was.
- You need to go to a hospital.
- No.
- What do you mean, no?
I mean no. I feel fine.
You are not fine.
You are clearly not fine.
What do you need me to do?
You want me to prove it?
- Are you rolling?
- I hit the record button.
- Okay.
- What the hell are we doing here?
Okay, I'm super strong. Right?
And super fast.
- Jump test number one.
- What are you talking about?
Holy sh*t.
- Derek, please just come down.
- Whoo!
I told you I was okay.
That's great, but you're
being ridiculous, okay?
Can you just please
come down from there?
You're such a baby.
- Okay, look, I'm fine, all right?
- You're not fine, okay?
- Let's just go home.
- No, we're not going home.
We're not going anywhere.
Let's test. Come on, let's test.
- Sh*t.
- Ugh.
Derek, what are you doing?
Derek, you're freaking
me out right now.
Just stop. Okay?
Come down from there.
Okay, Clif, here it is.
If I make this next jump, that
proves that I am not sick.
What?
No, this isn't gonna
prove anything.
- Aah!
- Oh...
Oh, my God. Derek?
Proved it. Okay?
- Ugh.
- Oh, sh*t.
Are you okay?
Okay. Okay.
Hospital.
Okay, we're here in
downtown La Spezia.
It's about 20 minutes from Vernazza.
It's the closest place with a hospital.
Derek, you okay?
Okay, well, maybe the doctors
what the hell's going on. Oh, sh*t!
Jesus.
Whoa!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Don't touch my...
Holy sh*t.
Oh, my God.
Derek, what the...?
Oh, sh*t. Holy sh*t.
It's okay. It's okay.
Okay, he's still breathing.
He's still breathing.
Let's get out of here.
I don't know what I was
thinking. I just, uh...
I uploaded the footage, um,
and Mike posted this.
Sh*t.
Derek?
Derek, I need you to explain to me
exactly what happened on
the way to the hospital.
Did you lick blood off your hand?
Oh, my God.
Okay, so, um...
What are we saying about this?
Look, I won't post it,
but if this is what we think it is,
then we have to document it.
Right?
It says here that, uh, you should
have the ability to turn into mist,
sometimes maybe even a bat,
you have command
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