Just Like Heaven Page #6
does he know to ring my unit?
I think so.
Where's your bathroom?
- It's right down the hall there.
- OK.
- Elizabeth!
- Yeah.
No, I just... I didn't think
you were gonna come back.
I thought you were gonna stay
at the hospital with your body.
It's terrible. They're trying
to get my sister to sign papers
authorizing permission
to take me off of life support.
- No! What? They can't do that!
- I know. I said that.
Nobody could hear me.
And I just wanted to talk to you.
- David!
- Just a minute!
Well, that didn't take very long.
No.
No, she barged in.
She got locked out of her apartment.
- You don't have to explain. I get it.
- No, you don't get anything.
She's using the bathroom...
Her voice sounded
like it came from the bedroom.
It did?
Come here.
I want to show you something.
When you know, you know, right?
I had no idea that's...
You had no idea
she was naked on your bed.
No.
You're wondering
what she looks like.
- No, I'm not.
- A little?
Not enough to go look.
Tell you what.
I'll do a little recon for ya.
- Please don't!
- Don't worry. I'm a doctor.
- Elizabeth. No, no, no, no, no.
- Relax.
She's got a tattoo on her ass.
It says "All aboard."
- Really?
- In three languages.
- Oh, that's funny.
- She's very cultural.
You know, you sound jealous.
- Oh, please.
- You do.
Are you talkin' to someone?
- Hey, what's goin' on?
- Eyes up top, David.
Nothing.
Look, I'm sorry if I'm coming on
a little too strong.
That's just my style.
I hear you sometimes.
Up here...
...by yourself...
And I just figured...
...maybe he's lonely.
I know I am.
Is it wrong for me
to want to touch someone?
To be close?
Feel a warm body next to me?
David, just do it.
What?
Go ahead, be with her.
It's what you both want.
- No, it isn't.
- Are you all right?
Do you... wanna take
some kind of medication first?
It's cool if you do.
David, it's OK.
She's beautiful, and she's
right here in front of you.
- And I'm in the way.
- No, you're not.
Elizabeth. Elizabeth!
It's Katrina.
That was quick.
Come on, nothing happened.
What'd you say to her?
That I was seeing someone.
Honestly?
Well, I didn't mention
that I was the only person who could.
You know, I haven't...
...haven't really been
with anyone since...
...since Laura.
She was cursing at her shoe.
Her heel had broken.
And then she just kind a sat down
and put her hand to her head.
Oerebral hemorrhage?
And...
I couldn't do anything to help her.
She was, like, gone.
I couldn't even say goodbye,
and she was just...
She's gone.
What was she like?
You know, she was just
a big pain in the ass.
No, really.
I mean, the bras on the doorknobs,
leaving the car with the...
with the gas needle below empty.
She couldn't put gas in the car.
It was impossible for her.
And just total stubborn inability
to master a remote.
So she would just
randomly click buttons,
until the TV was snarled into
some unmanageable condition.
I mean, I'm so...
I'm mad just thinking...
...thinking about her.
I'm sorry, David.
Your sister really wouldn't
sign those papers, would she?
I don't know.
I hope not.
Won't even matter
if I don't wake up soon.
My brain activity's
decreasing every day.
Maybe that's not such a bad thing.
You're kind of a smarty-pants.
No, it'll bring you down to my level.
You're not dumb, David,
just a little lazy.
Cute, but lazy.
Thank you.
I wasn't always like this, you know.
What were you like?
Come on.
I want to show you something.
- Where are we?
- It's an estate.
The guy's in Hawaii this time of year.
- Are we trespassing?
- Don't worry, we're not going inside.
Here it is.
You said you love gardens.
What is this place?
I made this place.
This is my work.
I was a landscape architect.
I had my own company for awhile.
David, I've been here before.
What do you mean?
I know this is gonna
sound really strange,
but I dreamed of this place.
These flowers, everything.
It's beautiful.
I had no idea, David.
What a joy it must be
Yeah, it was.
Is it gonna be again?
Sure.
Promise?
Who the hell's calling me?
Hello?
David, it's Grace.
Well, you are the luckiest man
in San Francisco.
Thank you. Why do you say that?
Great news, the apartment is yours.
And they're willing
to give you a nice long lease.
How long a lease?
Really long.
And I'm gonna send it over,
- and I'll talk to you tomorrow.
- Wait, wait, wait.
Why are they giving me
a long lease now?
It's a terrible story. The tenant
was in some kind of coma,
and it is what it is,
so they're gonna pull the plug.
But get this:
They are gonnathrow in that couch you like.
- David?
- What?
We gotta go talk to your sister.
Why? What are you gonna say to her?
I don't know. What kind of dirt
do you have on her?
Her middle name is Ellen.
In the third grade she told everybody
it was Leia, like Princess Leia.
What else?
She's lactose intolerant.
All right, the only way
this is gonna work
is if I could tell her something
that only you know.
Something so intimate, so personal...
She French-kissed her ex-boyfriend J.J.
Five minutes before her wedding.
Oh, that'll work. That's good.
- Nobody knows that.
- That... I think I like her already.
So, how did you know Elizabeth?
You must've worked together.
- God knows she wasn't dating anybody.
- Everybody likes to rub that one in.
Actually, this is gonna be
a little difficult to swallow...
Tea!
My nieces are here?
They're supposed to be at school.
- Hi.
- Would you like some tea, sir?
Well, yes, thank you, madam.
Abort. Don't do this in front of them,
it's gonna freak them out.
I'm sorry, you were saying?
How did you know her?
- Lie your butt off.
- We worked together.
- No!
- No.
No, no, no. You're not credible
as a doctor. Make something up.
I mean, I didn't work with her.
We worked together on my illness.
I was a patient of hers.
Lily? Can you see me?
I was sick. I had meningitis.
Spiral meningitis.
I'm so sorry.
Spiral meningitis?
It's not a disease.
Oh, no, it's OK.
I'm much better now.
I...
Elizabeth, she believed in me,
believed that I would recover
when nobody else did.
And then I did.
That sounds just like her.
But why are you telling me this?
Because I know about
Elizabeth's situation,
and I just wanna say that...
Lily.
...there are things...
- You know I'm here, don't you?
...sometimes that...
...that are beyond our understanding.
And so, I just wanted to ask you...
Actually, I just want to beg you
to... to give her
a little bit more time.
She's gonna pull through this thing.
I just know it.
That's really sweet of you to say,
but... it's kind a too late.
Abby.
- What do you mean?
- Abby, what did you do?
It's David, right?
You see, it's too late because
I've already signed the papers.
Abby. I'm here.
Can you feel me? I'm right here.
We're terminating life support
tomorrow at noon,
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