Anesthesia Page #7

End this sh*t for good.

Hal?

Ella?

Guys?

You're back?

Is it... Why didn't you call?

Get Hal.

Can you at least tell me?

No, not until you're both down here.

They think I'm gonna to be fine, honey.

It was just a big scare.

Oh, my God, oh, my God! Oh, my God.

Ah, careful, honey.

Go get your brother.

That might be difficult.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

He's at Greg's getting stoned.

He's at Amy's. He hopes

losing his virginity.

Her parents are away for the weekend.

He said he did a risk assessment

and the benefits outweighed

the potential negatives.

Jesus Christ.

Honey, he can be in trouble in the morning.

Let's just be happy.

Pour me a glass of wine.

You're a lot more

forgiving than I am.

Mom?

If your clarinet should break

Do not cry a million lakes

Do not cry a million lakes

Okay.

If the wind surrounds...

Do not turn and twist about

Just wait it out

I love you, Hal.

I love you too.

If your hand should lose its grip

I love you. I love you. I love you.

Do not tremble do not sweat

For where then would you get

Where then would you get

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

Where then would you get

A 6 centimeter vertical laceration

in the mid epigastrium.

Abrasions to the head.

You guys get service down here?

There is an air shaft.

Give me a sec, will you?

- Mom? Where is he?

- Oh, God.

- Where is he...

- In intensive care.

- He lost so much blood.

- But do they say if he...

I don't know. I'm so afraid to ask.

Excuse me.

- Do you mind?

- I-I'm sorry.

Are you the family of the man who, uh...

Yeah.

I was just, uh, speaking

with the police back at...

In... in any case, your husband

asked me to give you these.

What did he say to you?

Just, uh, just to give you those flowers

and that... that he never missed a Friday.

Anything else?

I probably misheard.

Please.

Please.

Cabbages.

I'm planting cabbages.

Oh, my God.

Perfect.

Thanks.

I'm sorry.

Mom?

It's from Montaigne.

"I want death to find me

"planting my cabbages...

"...careless of death...

...and still more... of

my unfinished garden."

Hello.

Hey.

Sam? Is that you?

Yeah.

I, uh, I miss you.

I want to come home.

That's not gonna be so simple.

For either of us.

Forgetting that you're

not even in China.

- Sarah...

- Forgetting where you really are.

Probably the city for all I know.

I don't even care at this point

which is terrifying in itself.

I'm not gonna be what

I've turned into anymore.

Neither am I.

I don't believe you, Sam.

Anymore than you believe me.

Sarah, it's been a strange night.

It should go without saying that I don't

really wanna know.

No, it's not like that, I'll...

I'll explain it when we uh...

I don't want to see

you right now, Sam.

You wanna come home?

Let's discuss it when you were supposed

to come back from China.

Okay.

And start thinking if this is

where you really wanna be.

The issue is more

what the loss of blood

did to his brain function

in addition to the

trauma of being stabbed.

We can keep his heart beating, but...

Is-is my mother-in-law

aware of this?

She certainly not leaving his side.

Alright. I'm gonna go in there.

Can I, dad?

Sure.

Well, at least he's not in any pain.

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