Awake Page #4

---

- Ready?

- That's it! [heaving]

- Come on.

That's it. Just focus on her.

[groans]

Just focus on her.

Just forget about the pain.

[Jack]

Okay, Puttnam, take it. You got it.

[Clay]

Clay, just remember.

Remember everything.

Every detail.

Wow! Hey!

[Clay]

That's right. That's it.

The place used to be a speakeasy.

No, you didn't...

[Clay]

Just focus.

Focus on her.

No. No, no, no, no.

What?

What? No.

Oh, sh*t!

- of the Lord to lay

Clayton Beresford to rest.

[Clay]

Come on, Clay, concentrate!

Remember something else.

[Man]

Clayton?

- and a loving father.

Clayton?

Clayton, are you paying attention?

If it is made manifest by the third...

[Clay]

No! No, no, no, no!

Forget about them, all right?

They can't help you now.

[Lilith]

To the newest hot shot on the Street,

his father's son...

[Clay]

No, Clay! F***!

Get back to Sam.

Okay, we have a massive

heart attack, possible M. I.

[Clay]

Come on, Jack. Get me back to Sam.

What's his name?

[Clay]

I need your help.

[echoing]

Stay with my voice, pal.

You're gonna be fine, okay?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

What the f***?

[Jack]

Okay, open him up nice and wide.

Okay, it's happening again.

Okay, it's fine.

Just control it like before.

You can do this.

Here we go, here we go,

here we go, here we go.

Come on, man, just swallow it.

[repressed screaming]

Hey, follow my voice, pal.

We got you.

Stay right with me, okay?

[wheezing]

There goes a rib.

Oh, that's going to hurt tomorrow.

- [sucks in breath]

- Sorry, Clay.

Yeah, you better be f***ing sorry.

F***ing a**hole.

Okay, it's over.

They're... They're through.

They're all the way in now.

Yeah, all right.

Just relax. The worst is over.

Jack's got you.

He... He's going to take care

of you, all right?

Just like he always does.

Have a seat.

[Clay]

Let him help you, Clay.

...I kind of like to do

a follow-up with someone

after I've saved their life.

You don't feel grateful

or anything, do you?

[Clay]

Get me to Sam, Jack.

We're going to need a transplant.

You tell me. You're the doctor.

You do much fishing?

What do you do as a billionaire?

You just sit around and eat shrimp?

- You always keep your cell on...

- [Clay] There she is.

...and that would be it.

- Okay.

- Sound like fun?

You did it, Clay. You're back.

Oh, and that'd be Clay.

- Awful table manners, always late.

- Look at me.

- You'll get used to it.

- Look at me.

[rifling]

[bang]

Oh! Holy sh*t, I'm sorry.

I...

[laughs]

This is embarrassing.

I thought you were

at your office...

- I need your help, Sam.

- I came in to, um...

I need a place to hide, okay?

So, nice to meet you, too.

My name's Sam.

There we go, Clay.

You see?

Just let her take you away.

Go all the way back to the beginning.

We are going to where

the other half lives.

Let me guess,

never been on the subway before.

No.

Never been to Brooklyn, either?

- To be perfectly honest, never.

- Wow.

Oh, you really shouldn't

be smoking these things.

- I'll be with you soon, Sam.

- It's not good for you.

No matter what happens,

I'll be with you soon.

Miss, um... Ramos?

We're ready for you. Room 5.

Right down the end of the hall,

on your right.

- Thank you.

- Mm-hmm.

Hi. How are you doing?

Hey.

Can I help you with something?

Haven't I... seen you around?

Guess not.

Sorry.

You have two rings on your finger.

What was that?

Why are you wearing two rings, Sam?

When?

Just before he got the call.

Lilith...

[Lupin] Who needs all

those extra nurses, anyway, huh?

[Puttnam]

Well, I'm sick of the cutbacks.

I mean, how can they ask us

to do this with five people?

[Jack]

Yeah. You want to clamp that?

[Puttnam]

Ah, that's good Miss Chen.

Heart came early.

Yeah, there she is.

Thanks, Penny.

Clear.

Look at her. She's a beauty.

He's a lucky man.

Oh, by the way,

I've got two tickets

to the Knicks,

third row, tonight, Penny.

- Any interest?

- No, thanks.

What, is it

too American for you?

We're halfway home, Sam.

See where you live?

The new heart's already here.

That's you. Right there.

They're gonna put it in soon.

Not that far away from

each other after all,

are we Clay?

Come with me.

I want to show you something.

God, I miss you.

Stay with me.

Just stay.

We're almost there, Sam.

We're almost there.

[Jack]

How are we doin', Penny?

He's looking good. He's stable.

What about you, Jack?

You wanna go to the Knicks tonight?

It might be good for you

to take the edge off.

I hate the Knicks.

Jesus, what is wrong

with you people?

I got third row.

Oh, sh*t.

Levatol, Nalapril, Digoxin.

He likes me to carry them around.

If I left it up to him,

he'd be popping 'em like M&Ms.

He could OD on

these things, you know?

Can't say I'll miss them.

A lot of cute purses I haven't

been able to use over the last year.

I didn't know you did that,

that you carried his meds around.

I tried not to like him.

I honestly did.

Lilith, I know

how much he means to you.

What do you want from me, Sam?

I want you to tell him

that he's as good as his father.

I want you to tell him

that it's okay to love me,

and I want you to tell me

that it's okay to love him back.

He's already lost one parent,

he can't lose another.

He needs you.

I'm not a bad person.

I mean, if you could

just give us your blessing...

Okay, just stop talking.

Just make sure

he takes his meds and...

stop talking.

What?

He has terrible allergies,

did you know that?

Especially in the spring.

Grass and flowers...

Don't think this means

I'm going to be visiting every week.

Okay. Okay, let go.

All right.

Still sleeping like a baby.

Okay, why don't you

take your break, Larry?

We've been at this for a while.

They've got a soda machine

in the waiting room.

Really? 'Cause I do

have to make a call.

Sure, go ahead,

you've got at least 20 minutes.

We don't need you for a while.

Well, thanks, guys.

Sure.

Thanks a lot.

Pickups. Need adrenaline.

Peanut.

Hey, if you need somebody

to go with you tonight,

to the game...

Thanks, Larry.

Jack?

What's the matter?

You all right?

I don't know if I can do this.

What is the problem?

Fitzpatrick is the problem.

He screwed us.

This guy's been watching everything I do.

Oh, come no, Jack. Larry's an idiot.

He doesn't know

what's going on here.

No, it's like he's

been sent here to spy on us.

I think they found out we've been pushing

Clay down the donor list.

What?

Did you smell his breath, Jack?

He's not a spy, he's a drunk.

He's probably in there right now

in the bar topping himself...

Hey, would you just be quiet?

He could be back any second.

Okay, then go stand guard.

Go on. Now! And find out

what happened to Fitzpatrick...

Hey, Jack, do not get paranoid.

No one knows.

I started this thing,

and I swear to you I will end this.

I am not going to jail.

Wait, wait, wait. What?

No one's going to jail.

Look, let's inject the heart, put it in,

and end this thing, okay?

Rate this script:2.0 / 1 vote