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in a million years.

It was friendly.

There was something vaguely feminine

guiding me.

This could be the conquest

of our generation.

The last great frontier.

First you had...

the sea, then America.

Then the West, the moon.

Mr. Leary, drugs,

the inner journey.

Miss MacLaine, and our former

First Lady, the outer journey.

- But this is ours.

- We did have disco.

We have found something worthwhile

to upstage those f***ing baby boomers.

Watch your mouths.

I found something.

Let's not forget that.

I came back from the dead tonight.

Doesn't surprise me.

We had Elvis in here last night.

Pay when you're ready, okay?

Did you find it difficult at the end,

getting back?

Not that I remember.

But you remember everything else?

You guys are full of sh*t.

I'm not buying any of this.

I probably wouldn't buy it either

unless I'd been there.

- What about it?

- You're an atheist.

You've got nothing to lose.

I'm going next.

Wait a minute.

Nobody...

is going next.

There's no answers here.

You saw what you wanted to see.

- Give it up. It's getting too dangerous.

- Who the hell are you...

We can't turn back now.

I'm going further. 1:50.

Two minutes.

- Whoa, you just said...

- I changed my mind. Two minutes.

- 2:
10.

- 2:
20.

Well, looks like

we found a winner.

Enjoying yourself, Nelson?

Joe...

was there anything negative

about your experience?

Anything negative at all?

No. Nothing.

Good.

Hold on.

- Was that your idea of chivalry?

- Absolutely not.

Maybe trying to show me up.

What makes you think everything

is always about you?

Because nobody seems to want me to

go under. I don't need your protection.

There seems to be a lot of speculation

about what you do need, Manus.

Does there? And what did you decide

in your infinite wisdom?

I decided that when someone

as smart and driven as you are...

and incredibly beautiful...

it makes the rest of us

very nervous.

Why'd you change your mind?

I'm the skeptic, the control

on this experiment. I should go next.

If there's nothing there,

I won't convince myself there is.

Then there's no reason for us

to go any further.

How do you explain the similarity

of death experiences all over the world?

People from different cultures

and religions...

all seeing the same things

in the same order.

I don't know. Maybe there's a chemical

or hormone released from the brain...

at the time of death

that makes it more palatable to us.

No, you're reaching.

What if you go

and there is something out there?

Well, then you can kill yourself

for as long as you want.

I'm not going to kill myself.

I'm glad to hear that because

I haven't known you for long...

but I might miss you.

Why this obsession with death?

It's not an obsession,

it's an interest.

It's a personal interest.

Good night.

Can I drive you home?

No, thanks.

I didn't take your money.

You gave it to me.

I got your toaster.

Too many appliances make you love me.

Right, Nelson?

Because in the end,

we all know what we've done.

Champ?

Come on, boy!

Come here. Champ?

Come here, boy.

Come on. Champ!

What are you doing here, kid?

You all right?

You okay?

Are you lost?

Halloween morning.

Rotting pumpkins.

Burning leaves.

Black cats mating like rats

in the alley.

It was as...

It were as if we felt no fear.

As if we were already dead...

and had nothing to lose by dying.

Or perhaps it was because

we lived life so well...

and loved life so much...

that we imagined ourselves immortal...

overwhelming the powers that be with

the force of our passion for science.

Or maybe we were just f***ed

in the head.

I'm Joe Hurley.

You're Terry, right?

I heard you had

a near-death experience.

I don't want to talk about it.

Wait a minute.

I had a near-death experience also.

- You did?

- Yes, and I need somebody to talk to.

This thing changed my life.

First of all,

they didn't believe me.

What the hell do they know?

We were there, right?

Tell me all about it.

But if you have class...

maybe we can get together some night

and discuss it.

All that day,

I knew something was going to happen.

I've always had premonitions.

Once my aunt was supposed

to fly in from Las Vegas.

Why'd you do this to me, Joe?

Sh*t!

Trick or treat!

I don't know. It's Halloween.

There's a full moon.

Don't you think we're pushing it

a bit?

- Sorry I'm late.

- What happened to your face?

Some very big guys.

It doesn't matter.

- Let me look at it.

- I'm fine.

- Where have you been?

- I don't feel well.

- What happened to you?

- Enough. Worry about your camera.

Nice outfit.

- You ready?

- I'm ready.

Who are you supposed to be,

Boner Man?

Just hurry and get back.

You can buy us breakfast.

- Nelson?

- What?

Don't let go of the rope.

Hoka hey.

See you soon.

- 86 degrees.

- 200 joules charged.

Clear.

Flatline.

What hangs in the air palpably?

Is it hope, fear,

the musky fear of death?

- Shut up.

- No, you shut up.

What if he didn't make it back?

Would you miss him, Rachel?

One minute.

- 90 degrees.

- Let's give him another five seconds.

- What?

- Why not ten?

We have time to decide.

Are you serious?

I trusted you, Joe.

Stations.

You're blocking our view.

- No kidding around. 2:10.

- Who's kidding?

- What's going on?

- 92 degrees.

Get it!

Come on.

This is my lab.

Charged.

Clear.

Three, six, nine

The goose drank wine

The monkey chewed tobacco

on the streetcar line

The line broke

The monkey got choked

They all went to heaven

in a little rowboat

- Breathe.

- Sodium bicarb and Eppy in.

What comes next?

- Knock it off!

- 5-1,000. Breathe.

Clear.

Come on, Dave.

That's it!

That's not it. He's stuck in V-fib.

Charging again. 300.

- You're hot.

- Try lidocaine.

- At 2:
45, atropine.

- Not yet. Clear.

Come on, Dave.

Increasing defibs to 360.

Charge. Clear.

- Go to lidocaine!

- He won't hold the heat.

Three minutes.

Starting CPR. 1-1,000.

- Atropine in.

- Keep filming. I'll bring him back.

- 5-1,000. Breathe.

- You lied to me, Joe.

Lost him.

- Lidocaine push.

- Somebody do something.

- Got him!

- 02 standing by.

- One milligram Eppy in.

- That sounds good.

That was close.

That was way too close.

Okay? That was too close.

Hoka hey.

- What did you say there?

- Hoka hey.

It's a war cry from the Sioux Indians.

Very macho. It means, today...

Today is a good day to die.

So was it, Dave?

Was today a good day to die?

I don't know if I was dead.

I may have felt something.

Like a dream...

or just a bunch of stuff

stored up inside my mind.

You were brain dead.

There was no mind.

But some electrical current's

still circulating through my body.

It would have shown up on the EEG.

You were dead.

Tell us what happened.

It's hard to verbalize.

It's like being paranoid

without the fear.

Like being watched.

It was probably just you guys

standing over me.

Who could be watching?

- The dead.

- I didn't say that.

But the skeptic did feel something,

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