Helen Page #3
go away next weekend?
I'm sorry, sweetheart. I can't.
Come on, Mom. Why not?
I have a better idea.
Why don't the two of you go?
Huh? That'd be fun.
No, I want us all to go.
We'II aII stay here.
I have homework.
Come on, Sugar.
So if you consider these principles,
Schubert's sonata. . . .
It would have amounted
to something Iike. . . .
This is bullshit!
That will be all for today.
I don't want to talk.
Okay.
You're doing better.
Yeah, well, I decided to be
a good girl for a while.
Top five worst pieces of advice
from people who don't know
what they're taIking about.
Take a vacation.
Read a book.
Get a haircut.
Redecorate.
Try yoga.
Top five ways of killing yourself.
Top five reasons to live anyway.
I can't go back.
I can still see it all around me,
but it's Iike l don't
belong there anymore.
And I see. . . .
I see how sad it makes David.
And I see. . . how sad it makes Julie,
and that makes it that much harder,
but l can't go back.
And l am reaIIy sick
of apologizing for it.
Then don't.
Do you have any idea how worried
I was?! I called everyone!
-l'm sorry, David.
-I called the hospitals!
Can you even begin to imagine
what I thought happened to you?!
I didn't realize how late it got!
Hey, you're not the only one
suffering here!
Do you understand?!
I know.
You know?
I don't think so.
I don't think you know
what it's Iike to Iive
with the shadow
of the woman you love!
F***!
-Don't ever do that again.
-David.
No!
-David, l'm sorry.
-Not ever, you hear me?
Hey, 1 3.
Hey.
I just wanted to tell you
that I'm going to spend
the night at Dad's.
Why?
It's only Thursday, isn't it?
Yes, it's Thursday.
I just wanted to give you
and Dave some space.
You don't need to do that.
You know that, don't you?
I'm gonna go.
I'll see you Monday.
I don't know.
That f***ing son of a b*tch!
Oh, no, David, don't bother.
What happened?
Why didn't you file my suppression
motion with the judge?!
Look, man, I'm sorry, but I've got
enough sh*t on my plate, all right?
Last thing I need is having to do
all your bullshit pro bono work.
l just asked you to do this
one thing for me, and you--
No, it's not one thing!
and I'm sick of it!
Clean up your own sh*t,
and leave me out of it.
You've been nothing
but a fuckup lately, David.
-Hey, watch it!
-She didn't have to go to jail, Dan.
-Who gives a f***?!
-You know what? Let's just go.
Hey, don't you care at all
about this?
What? About your little junkie
piece of ass?
No, I don't.
Let her do her time.
Maybe she'll get--
David! Stop it!
David, no! Stop it!
Stop it! David! No!
Thanks for the ride.
You're welcome.
I wish that there was something
that l couId do for you, David.
I know.
Good night, Susanna.
Good night.
What are you doing here?
Helen called me.
What happened?
Don't worry. She'll be all right.
I'd appreciate it
if you wouldn't smoke in here.
Hey. I'm gonna go now.
No, please don't go.
It's okay. We'll talk tomorrow.
I, um. . . I've given her three valiums.
She's had enough for tonight.
Make sure she doesn't
take any more.
I'll let myself out.
I need to take another sick leave.
No.
Of course.
I understand. Yes.
I will.
Thanks.
Mom!
I'm so sorry, darling.
Frank.
Julie, I want to, uh,
speak to your mother alone
for a moment, please.
You want me to call someone?
Where's David?
I want Julie to come
and live with me.
What?
She should stay with me
for a whiIe.
Please don't do this, Frank.
You can't take care of her.
And don't fight me on this.
You'll lose.
God, you're so lovely.
Helen!
HeIen! Wake up!
Hey! Helen! Helen!
Oh, goddamn it!
Helen! Helen, come on!
Come on, honey! Wake up!
Hey, hey! Wake up!
Helen! Helen! Helen!
Come on!
M rs. Leonard?
Where are you going, M rs. Leonard?
Where are you going?
I want to go home.
You can't just leave.
Excuse me?
You can't Ieave.
You're on restriction.
Excuse me?
Why don't I take you
back to your room,
and I can get the doctor.
Where are my clothes?
You weren't wearing any
when you were brought here.
I want to go home.
I'm sorry, but that's not possible.
Your husband had you committed
the day before yesterday.
I want to go home.
Helen. . .
You almost died.
I'm sorry.
You don't need to apologize to me.
I almost didn't go home that night.
But you did.
I didn't want to go home.
You did go home, David.
She can't hold on to you.
It doesn't work like that.
Can she hold on to you?
No.
You're not going to like
what I have to say.
I think you should consider ECT.
Shock treatment?
l know it's scary.
And I know the stigma.
And the side effects are
most likely to be temporary.
No.
Never. I'd rather die.
Helen.
I said, no.
Hey, nobody's forcing you to--
Get out!
All right, enough.
Enough.
M r. Leonard. Please.
M rs. Leonard.
Do you understand
these proceedings?
Yes.
WouId you care
to explain them to me?
I see a handful of strangers
who think they know
what's best for me.
Do you believe they know
what's best for you?
I would like to decide for myself
where and whose heIp l get.
You decided to take your own life,
Mrs. Leonard. lsn't that true?
That was very stupid of me.
But isn't it also true
that this was, in fact,
the second time
you tried to kill yourself?
Mrs. Leonard suffers
from severe suicidal depression.
Without continued treatment
and supervision,
there's a serious risk
Has M rs. Leonard
indicated in any way
that she pIans on discontinuing
her medication if she leaves here?
She doesn't beIieve
the medication is helping.
But she hasn't indicated
that she plans on discontinuing it,
has she?
This isn't just about the medication.
Dr. Sherman, has she indicated
that she plans on discontinuing
her medication?
No. But M rs. Leonard needs help.
Has M rs. Leonard indicated
that she plans on trying
to take her life again
if she leaves here?
No. But that doesn't mean
that she's--
Nothing further, Your Honor.
I find that the state
has not met their burden
of proving with cIear
and convincing evidence
that the patient is a danger
to herself or to others.
You're free to go, M rs. Leonard.
Congratulations.
Take care of yourself and good luck.
Who is it?
I want to see Helen.
I don't think she wants to see you.
Don't be ridiculous.
I know she's here.
So, that's it?
You'll throw away the life you had,
and give up?
Is that it?
No, that's not it.
Well, it looks like that to me.
That's because you can't see it
the way I see it.
And I assume she does, huh?
It's not your fault, David.
When are you gonna
understand that?
You know, it's funny
how I'm having trouble with that one
because if it's not my fault,
if it's not my f***ing fauIt,
then why the f***
do I get all the blame?!
Why?!
You remind me of who I used to be.
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