Decoding Annie Parker Page #2
that I've created
in this restaurant?
- Excuse me. Look at this.
- No.
It's not a real dinosaur.
It's a triceratops
made of fruit and vegetables.
Don't be afraid.
It's gentle.
- See?
- We call him Larry.
You smell like fruit, Larry.
- You smell like cantaloupe.
- I'm sorry you're a prude.
Let's conclude.
We have a proposition,
a thesis of sorts,
that certain breast cancers
are inherited.
No one else believes this.
We do.
To prove it, we have to do
four things. Sarah?
First? Find a group of women
who have breast cancer,
and from within that group,
women who have relatives
who have breast cancer.
Second?
We then need to find a way
to track the inheritance
of our breast cancer gene
from generation to generation.
Third?
Even if we manage
to map the gene
to a specific chromosome,
we then need to isolate
and sequence it
to find the mutation,
which will take years.
And then, uh...
then we find out if
it repeats in the relatives.
And if it does,
then that is our link.
Fourth?
Fourth and, realistically,
maybe the most difficult.
We then need to figure out
why a mutation in a single gene
could lead to breast cancer
in so many women.
Wonderful.
See you first thing.
- Hey.
- Why are you playing in the van?
The acoustics in here
are incredible.
- Slow day, then?
- Strange as it may seem,
no one wants their pool service
this time of year.
And look at me.
I'm a Canadian pool man.
I'm like one of those
oxy... oxy...
- Morons.
- Morons.
Yes.
I'm gonna go inside.
Oh.
Okay. Well...
I was kind of thinking
maybe you should
hang out here for a bit.
Sha-la-la-la-la
Live for today
Sha-la-la-la-la
Live for today...
Yeah, yeah. I know.
But we were young,
and we had lots of time
on our hands.
Thumpity thumpity thump.
Gee.
Paul?
Paul?
What are you doing?
Nothing. Just,
you know, practicing.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Paul!
- Paul!
- What?
- Joanie!
- Oh!
- Joanie!
- What's going on?
- She's pregnant.
- Paul.
- No, I mean, you know...
- Oh, my God! Honey!
- Okay.
- Sh*t!
He's... He's good-looking.
For a baby, you know.
In an ugly kind of way.
He's got bass player hands.
I mean, I'm not saying that,
you know, babies are ugly.
They just got that kind of
ugly baby thing going.
You need to borrow
Like the platforms
For no one can fill
All of those needs
That you won't let show
- You just call on me, sister
- Hey.
- When you need a hand
- Joanie. Hey.
After you had your baby,
did you, like,
do it less?
Honey, have you and Paul been...
It's really bad.
We're down to, like...
four times a week now.
Are you serious?
- That's actually quite a lot, Annie.
- It is?
Yeah.
Sorry.
Don't you dare!
No. No.
- Joanie, what's wrong?
- Are you okay?
- You all right?
- I'm sorry. It's just I...
Excuse me.
Joan?
I'm sorry.
Did I hurt you?
Oh, come on, Annie.
I make you cry, remember?
What is it?
Um...
Well, it might not be
as bad as it sounds.
Joan?
I found a lump
in my breast.
But you're gonna
be all right. Okay? Yeah?
You're gonna be just fine.
- Snap.
- Snap.
- I'm gonna be fine.
- Yeah. Yeah.
I love you.
I love you, honey.
- My big sister.
- That's right.
Four times a week.
Really?
Do you remember the man
in the room upstairs?
It wasn't a man, it was death.
Shh!
What, you think
if we don't say it,
it'll go away?
Okay, I'll whisper.
Did you ever go in there?
Just once.
Right before...
No. I never did.
Joanie! It's not funny.
It's so not funny.
- I can't stop thinking about it.
- Death?
Shh!
Yeah.
And...
Cancer?
Yeah.
It's stalking us.
Oh, you mean like that guy
you met at the Leafs game
who kept calling you and
sending you chocolate hearts,
and then he parked
outside our house,
and Dad caught him
jerking off into Hockey News?
Yeah.
Like him.
Because I'm scared.
I'm really, really scared
that it's inside of us,
it's in our family.
Sweetie...
that's not true.
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
I like it when you're worried.
I like it when you have
lots of problems.
without Joanie.
I know.
- I know.
- Come here.
Come here. Come here.
Well, at least she went quick.
Not like my wife.
Boy, she took her time,
didn't she?
I mean, it was
endless suffering.
Endless.
My God.
First your mother,
then your father.
Now... poor Joan.
You again? Cool.
You know, a lot of women
can't be hot
and in mourning
at the same time,
but you... you pull it off.
I don't mean any disrespect,
but when you think about it,
isn't sex our way of saying
"f*** you" to death?
How are you still working here?
The thing was,
I started thinking about it all the time...
my family and death.
Watching me, waiting,
hiding in a closet
or parked outside the house,
the Hockey News.
Oh, you might feel
some discomfort.
Beautiful day today.
Though I'm stuck in here,
it looked lovely
through the window.
And I spoke to your husband.
He explained
you were very worried.
He said I was
feeling myself up, right?
Checking, yes.
Perfectly understandable
once in a while.
He said once in a while?
Yeah.
Oh, yeah. Keep talking.
Oh, keep talking.
You know, there is a simple check
you can do for testicular cancer.
I heard about this.
Baby, do you want me
to check you now
while I'm down there?
- Come on.
- Annie. Annie.
What? Oh, what?
He mentioned that perhaps
you were overly concerned.
I know your family history.
It's very sad.
But that doesn't mean
that you're going to get cancer.
Look, Anne.
White coat, stethoscope.
You can trust me.
No more worrying, okay?
- Okay.
- Good.
That's my girl.
I don't know about genetics.
I know about computers.
You see, I make these cards,
and then I load them
into the front of the computer,
along with everyone else's,
and then,
usually the next day sometime,
depending on how many other
people are using the computer,
maybe a few days later,
I get this printout.
And there you go.
And for the amount of data
we're going to have, how fast?
The university's mainframe computer
weighs two and a half tons.
It's capable of storing
700 kilobytes of data.
I'm sorry. How long?
Once we get the data,
make a program
and then load it...
Ten years?
Will?
- Yeah?
- Honey.
Come on. Get up.
I'm up.
No, no, no.
If you're not out of bed,
you're not up.
Hey.
- You're not gonna have breakfast?
- Uh, I can't.
Work. Got a new client.
They called this morning.
- Kiss?
- I'm already late, Annie.
What?
Hey, I'm a musician, okay?
It's a look.
Okay.
When I grow up, I'm gonna be
a pool man, like Dad.
Do you, sweetie?
Oh, that's so nice.
Well, maybe when
you're a little older,
we'll talk about it, okay?
Mommy's gonna go take a shower.
Mommy loves you, okay?
Have a great day.
All right.
Anne...
your biopsy shows
that you have carcinoma
of the left breast.
Phew.
And I thought it was
gonna be really bad news.
Well, it's quite advanced,
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