Helen Page #2

that you won't tell me?

I'm sorry.

Sorry for what?

Helen, I used to know

everything about you.

For better or for worse, remember?

Come on, honey. Talk to me.

What's going on?

Stop it! Please!

Please stop interrogating me.

Helen?

Jesus Christ.

Helen!

Hey.

Oh, God!

Helen!

-David?

-Hey, honey. Hey.

M r. Leonard?

How is she?

WeII, there's nothing

physically wrong with your wife.

I've notified Dr. Barnes.

He's the neurologist on call.

I don't understand.

You just said there's nothing --

there's nothing wrong with her.

You'll have to wait for Dr. Barnes.

Give me the goddamn time of day,

wiII you?

She was practically unconscious.

It seems the problem is psychiatric.

What the hell are you talking about?

There's no physical cause

for her symptoms.

Look, this is. . . .

You know what?

I want a second opinion, all right?

Well, I am the second opinion.

Please wait for Dr. Barnes.

Do you suffer from insomnia

or hypersomnia?

Less sleep or more than usual?

She hasn't sIept

through the night in a while,

but she's always been

a light sleeper.

Have you been in a depressed mood

almost all the time

for more than two weeks?

Helen?

Almost.

Do you have a marked

diminished interest

in nearly every aspect of your life?

Have you had considerable

weight loss or gain

without a change in diet?

She lost some weight, yes.

Are you unable to concentrate

or think cIearIy?

M rs. Leonard,

can you answer my questions?

Have you been here before?

No.

Has anyone ever prescribed you--?

Yes.

Pardon?

I've been here before.

When?

How long have you been married?

Um, seven years.

So I understand you had

no knowledge of this prior episode.

How come I didn't see this coming?

It's not unusual.

Some people can hide it well.

You should meet some of the clowns

we have on suicide watch.

I'm going to prescribe her

an antidepressant,

and Ativan to control anxiety.

But it'll take at least two weeks

before she feeIs a response

to the antidepressants.

Now, in some cases, the side effects

can be quite uncomfortabIe,

but they tend to subside

after about two to four weeks.

What kind of side effects?

Oh, it varies.

Nausea, drowsiness, night sweats,

constipation, diarrhea,

blurred vision, thirst.

Make sure she doesn't drink alcohol,

and it's very important

that she stays with the medication

on a regular basis.

Helen is a. . .

a happy, successful woman.

She loves her job.

She loves her daughter.

Your wife is not unhappy,

M r. Leonard.

Your wife is ill.

Let's go home, love.

Come on.

Helen.

Please.

No.

They don't help.

It's too early to tell, you know that.

They just make it worse.

That's supposed to be temporary.

Thank you.

How come we never

taIked about this?

Hmm?

You don't want to hear it.

Try me.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

I want you to get

these books for me

and cancel my lunch meeting

with Lucas.

And tell him also that I want

to continue the triaI date.

-He'll smell a rat.

-Let him smell it.

-What do you need these for?

-Just do it, okay?!

Uh, send them

to my home address, please.

What's going on, David?

I'm gonna take a few days off.

Oh, man.

So will I when this is over.

We'll deserve it.

I mean now.

Wait. . .

Today?

Yes.

What, are you out of your mind?!

We're on the eve of trial!

We'll move for a continuance.

On the trial date?!

What if the judge denies it?!

You can handle it!

I'll call you tomorrow night.

Helen.

Stay away from me! Don't come--!

Hey, l'm not going

to touch you, okay?

I'll just sit here, okay?

David.

I'm right here, baby. Right here.

I can't--!

I can't do this any more!

l wiII prescribe her

a different medication.

But as long as she refuses

to be hospitalized. . . .

Don't you see how sick she is?

I'm scared to let her

out of my sight.

At this point,

I can only help your wife

if she wants to be helped.

-That's the Iaw.

-I know the law!

But my wife is sick, and you're

teIIing me you can't heIp her.

You're forgetting that these laws

are designed to protect people

Iike your wife, Mr. Leonard.

I need you to sign this.

It states that you're leaving

against medical advice.

Helen.

Please.

All right, so I'll take you

to your room now.

It's just right down this way.

Hey.

Um, can I talk to you for a minute?

You want to come in?

No, I don't want Julie

to know l'm here.

Can we go someplace else?

She was ready and willing

to abandon her one-year-old

daughter, David.

That's not exactly something

a mother is happy to share.

If Julie hadn't woken up

crying that night,

then Helen wouldn't be alive today.

She never forgave herself for that.

What about you? What'd you do?

I never had a chance.

She shut me out from the start.

Wouldn't talk about it.

I tried to fight it,

but just ended up fighting her.

And I lost.

End of story.

Never talked about it later.

I tried, she wouldn't have it.

Just pretended it never happened.

And then she moved on without me.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

Don't be a jerk, David.

You think this is about love?

It isn't.

There is nothing you can do.

I don't believe that.

Hey, it's okay.

Don't be scared.

It's okay.

You're a great teacher, you know.

I'll never teach again.

You're not gone, Helen.

You're just lost.

Hey!

Hello?!

Hold on a second.

Jesus, Mathilda.

Come on, let's go.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Hey.

Hi.

What happened with her?

She's in my class.

She was in my class.

I have class today.

I took care of it. Don't worry.

I called in sick for you.

I should be in class.

Helen, look at me.

If you don't want to be here,

teII me.

I'll take you home right now.

How's Julie?

Have you talked to her?

She's good.

She's coming home on Saturday.

She sends her love.

I don't want her to know

why l'm here.

Tell her I have a virus or something.

Nothing too serious.

You can't keep it a secret from her.

She's not a IittIe kid anymore.

I don't want her to know

why l'm here.

Well, then you have

to keep her away from you.

I'll be fine. I'll handle it.

Helen. . . I told her.

She asked me, and I told her.

You had no right to do that!

-Do you understand?!

-All right. That's enough, Helen.

She's my daughter!

She's not even your daughter!

Oh, you had no right to do that!

l don't want you to taIk

to my husband about me.

I'm sorry, Dr. Sherman.

It's all right, Susan.

If. . . I. . . .

If -- if I don't allow it, you can't

talk to him about me, right?

That's right.

If I don't want him. . . .

If. . . .

If I don't want you to talk to him,

you won't?

Why don't you sit down?

Where are you going?

Why do I have to tell you that?

You don't have to tell me that.

Good.

Yes, yes, yes!

Mom!

I'm so glad you're here.

Me too, darling.

We kicked some serious butt

on Saturday, yes.

And David taped the whole thing,

so we can watch it later.

You should lay down and rest a bit.

Yes! And I'll cook for us,

and then we can watch

the game, okay?

I have an idea.

How about the three of us

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