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I'll see youse in the morning.

- Night, Dad.

- Night, Dad.

How much does it cost in hospital?

- Thousands and thousands.

- Good night.

"To be or not to be. "

Blah, blah, blah.

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind

to stick me head

in the damn oven and end it all.

Where's Dad?

I want my dad.

- I am your dad.

- You're not my dad.

I want my real dad.

Come here.

- Stay away from me.

- Come here to me.

Where's Mom?

What'd you do to Mom?

- Come here, baby.

- No.

- Come here.

- No! Mom! Mom!

Mom! Mom!

Mommy! No!

- Come here. Shh.

- No! Mom!

Mom! Mom!

Mom! Mom!

- Come here to me.

- Oh, no!

No! No!

Shh! Look at me. Look at me.

Look at me. Look at me. Look at me.

Look at me.

Am I your da?

No.

Here, look. Look at me.

Am I your dad?

Maybe.

So spring came,

and with it the baby.

It had come too soon.

Will you get Karen for me?

Will you get Karen for me?

Please don't let my baby come.

I don't want my baby to come.

No, it's too early.

It's too early.

- Coming through, stat.

- I need a morphine drip.

Nurse? Morphine.

Johnny, why is my baby not crying?

Just go with the baby!

Go with the baby!

Oxygen.

We've stabilized her for now,

but she will need a blood transfusion

in the next couple of hours.

All right?

Everything's gonna be OK.

The baby needs a blood transfusion.

We have to sign this consent form,

the pair of us.

Is that OK?

All the blood is bad.

Mateo said all the blood is bad.

You're not giving my baby bad blood.

You gave my baby bad blood,

and that's why he died.

That's why he fell down the stairs.

This is the new baby, Sarah.

He tried to climb the gate, and he fell.

Why did you put it up?

- Where is he?

- Who?

Frankie.

Frankie's not with us, Sarah.

You should have taken the gate down.

It's your fault.

You should have taken the gate down!

- You're hiding him.

- You saw him die.

I want to get Frankie.

I want my baby!

Calm down, all right? Shh.

Where is he? I want Frankie.

Where is he?!

Doctor!

- It's your fault he fell down the stairs.

- It's all right.

Would you ring your bell there? Doctor!

Why didn't you take the gate down?

Why didn't you take the gate down?

- All right.

- No, no, no, no. Please.

Please, I'm begging you, please.

Johnny, please, please.

No, no, no, no. Please, Johnny, please.

No, no. I want to see my baby.

- Please don't take my new baby.

- I'm not taking her. OK?

Save my baby. Save my baby, Johnny.

Please, please.

Please.

I will.

If the baby dies, just don't wake me up.

- There's only one other solution.

- What's that?

- Are you O negative?

- I am.

Christy's O negative.

What if I have it?

Have what?

Mateo's disease.

That's not possible, Christy.

How do you know that?

God won't let that happen to you.

You don't believe in God.

- I'm scared.

- Don't be scared.

Everyone's dying.

- Will she survive it?

- Well, she can't survive without it.

That's what the doctor said

before they opened Frankie.

What do we do?

I'll give her the blood.

Is that a decision?

Christy'll give her the blood.

Are you OK, little girl?

Don't "little girl" me.

I've been carrying this family

on my back for over a year,

ever since Frankie died.

He was my brother too.

It's not my fault that he's dead.

It's not my fault that I'm still alive.

Ah, Christy...

Mom was always crying

because he was her son.

But he was my brother too.

I cried too... when no one was looking.

- I talked to him every night.

- She did, Dad.

I talked to him every night until...

Until when?

Until I realized I was talking to myself.

- Listen, I'll take her home, OK?

- All right. Thanks very much.

No problem.

Your check bounced.

I sat there with my dad, and all

the noises of New York disappeared.

All I could hear

was the blood thumping in my ear.

But for some reason I felt happy.

I wondered if Frankie had felt like this.

Special.

Everybody looking at you

like they were looking in a mirror.

And smiling... except in their eyes.

Did Frankie know he was going to die?

Is that why he kept nodding

and smiling at us?

When he died, I cursed God.

I told him, "You'll not see these snotty

tears running down my cheeks ever again. "

So now I can't cry.

You know, I thought I'd come in here,

and you'd wake up and hold me hand...

I'd cry and the kid'd be all right.

Everything'd be OK.

We need a miracle, Mateo.

Hey, Irish. Whoa.

Hey.

Hey.

You can't say hello?

Come on. What's up? What's up?

What's up? What's up?

- I'm sorry.

- I'm just, I'm just...

- A bad day?

- You could say that.

Yeah. The whole world had a bad day, Joe.

Joe, Joe.

Gimme a few bucks. Come on.

I don't have any money to give you.

Sorry. I'm stupid, stupid.

Stupid. I shouldn't be bothering you.

Come on, lighten up, Joe.

It's gonna get better.

Come on, Irish.

Come on, Irish. Fighting Irish.

I'm comin' to get ya.

Gimme some money.

I'm not doing this for me.

It's for Angela.

Come on. Put your hand in your pocket.

Take it easy.

Your other pocket.

Your other pocket.

Faster, Irish. Let me see it.

Get it out.

- Know what it is...

- Get it out.

I'm taking it out.

OK. There you go.

OK, OK, OK.

I just needed money.

I'm sorry, OK?

OK, I'm sorry.

Stop it.

I'm sorry. Joe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Hey, Joe. Joe, we're still friends.

Go to hell.

We were waiting for the baby

to show some sign of life.

She just lay there and lay there.

The hospital bill arrived.

It came to,

thirty thousand, four hundred

and twenty dollars and twenty cents.

Look, just get me in the door

for the audition.

- I'll give 'em whatever they want.

- Sir? Your bill's ready.

All right.

Hm.

- Bill's been paid.

- What do you mean?

Ah, a Mateo Kwame paid it.

There's no balance.

Finally,

my dad got a part in a play,

and he came to tell us the good news.

Good news, girls. Sarah Mateo Sullivan

is coming home from the hospital.

Cool! Yeah!

- Oh, look who it is! Hey, Papo.

- How you doing there?

- Do youse want a look?

- Yeah.

- Mom, can I?

- Yeah. Grand.

Oh, she's so beautiful.

OK. See you later.

Big yawn. Big yawn.

What's wrong?

- He never said goodbye.

- What?

He never said goodbye.

Hello.

Shh! The baby's asleep.

Christy.

Come here to me.

Look up there and tell me what you see.

- Full moon.

- And what else do you see?

Stars.

Can you not see Mateo?

He's going past the moon on his bike.

I think he's waving goodbye to Ariel.

- Will we tell her?

- Yeah.

Ariel.

Yeah?

Look up there. It's Mateo

riding past the moon on his bike.

Where?

There. Look, right there.

Can you not see him waving to you?

No.

He's right there, look!

He's there, flying past the moon.

- Can you see him?

- No.

Can you not see him waving to you? He's

waving goodbye, just like he promised.

Oh, yeah! Bye, Mateo!

- Bye!

- Bye!

- Bye, Mateo!

- Bye!

- Bye, Mateo.

- Bye, Mateo.

- Look after Frankie. Look after Frankie.

- Bye, Mateo.

- Look after Frankie.

- Look after...

And then I asked for

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