Mary and Martha Page #3

Heaven.

[SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Thank you.

We should bring Dad here.

He would completely freak out.

He's more of

a pizza-pasta guy.

True.

Ohh!

I think I just saw a rat.

I think I just ate one.

Did you and your mom or dad

ever hang out like this?

Mom, lots,

Dad, never.

Whenever we were on vacation,

he was in Washington.

Government bigwigs

don't take time off.

I don't ever remember him

on a beach or in shorts

or even hanging out

for that matter.

I like it.

What can I say?

It saves me money at Christmas.

You know, I'm starting to

rethink these mosquito nets.

Hmm?

They could be the height of fashion.

I could make a fortune.

Heh.

[MOSQUITO BUZZES]

[MOSQUITOES BUZZING]

[SHOUTING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Goooooooal!

Definitely a goal.

[CHEERING]

Yeah. Well played,

Mr. Beckham!

Whoo!

That was... I got it!

Awesome!

Nice work!

BEN:
Come on!

Just a few more smiles.

No! No more photos.

Where are you going?

Oh, you have that

to look forward to.

Aah!

Gross.

Yeah, you say that now,

but love's pretty nice.

I think you'll enjoy it.

Why kid with me?

Sorry.

[SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Thank you.

You know what?

I don't think I'll have any.

I'm not feeling great.

Really? What kind

of not great?

Just not great.

You know, there's

a limit as to how much

fish and rice a kid can eat.

Do you think they

poisoned the fish?

Mmm. I'm not sure

it was even fish.

We're lucky to get out alive.

I need to get you to a doctor.

MARY:
How do you

feel, baby?

Worse.

We're gonna get you

to the hospital,

and they're

gonna fix you all up,

and I'm gonna take you home,

and everyone there

is gonna pamper you.

Mom, stop, stop the car.

I'm gonna be sick.

Please stop. Stop.

OK, OK.

George?

Honey?

George?

[HORN HONKING]

George?

How much longer, Pumi?

We'll be there very soon.

How long?

We... we should

be 10 minutes.

OK? We'll be there soon,

I promise.

George?

Pumi, please hurry!

[HORN HONKING]

That's good.

I got you.

[SIRENS]

Here. Here you go.

MARY:
I need a doctor!

Please! Please, sir!

Hey, hi, yes.

How... how long has

he been like this?

About 3 days, I think.

3 days?

I thought he had the flu.

No, this isn't the flu.

Come, come with me.

I'm almost sure

your boy has malaria.

Malaria?

Yes, I'm afraid he's very sick.

But he's gonna be OK, right?

WOMAN:
We need some

help in here.

All right.

Get him some oxygen.

Please, ma'am.

Stay outside! Stay outside!

All right, give me

some diazepam there.

WOMAN:
Set up a drip

10 milligrams of valium.

Let's go.

Let's not lose him.

I need pulse, respiration.

Quickly, quickly.

Clear the airway.

Suction it up. Come on.

Swipe it clean.

Hold him.

Let me get it in.

IV in.

Keep him still.

[BEEPING]

[BEEPING ACCELERATES]

[FLATLINE]

WOMAN:
What

has happened?

Check his pulse.

No pulse.

What?

He's not breathing.

Let's start compressions.

On my count.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5,

6, 7, 8, 9, 10,

11, 12, 13, 14, 15.

Two breaths.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5,

6, 7, 8, 9, 10,

11, 12, 13, 14, 15.

Two breaths.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5,

6, 7, 8, 9, 10,

11, 12, 13, 14, 15.

Two breaths.

Still no pulse.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5,

6, 7, 8, 9, 10...

Come here.

[AIR PUFFS]

[AIR PUFFS]

[AIR PUFFS]

[DIALING]

[RINGING]

Hey, babe.

Peter?

[PEOPLE CRYING]

[WHISPERING] Peter,

I can see some people crying.

Can you ask them

to stop, please?

They hardly knew him.

If I can hold in my tears,

I would expect them

to do me the respect

and do the same.

I can't do that, sweetheart.

I won't...

I won't do that.

OK.

OK.

[DOOR CREAKS]

Your dad is here.

PASTOR:
We are met

in this solemn moment

to commend George Anthony Morgan

into the hands of Almighty God.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Honey, your dad is still here.

I think he's about to go.

I don't want to see him.

You haven't said a

word to him all day.

The least you could

do is say good-bye.

Dad.

I'd forgotten

how beautiful it is here.

Maybe it's because you've

only been here twice.

If Dad hadn't left me and Mom,

I would have never

taken him away.

Mary.

No. It's true,

and I won't say it again,

and I will never say it to him.

I was trying to prove

to George that I would

always be on his side

and by his side

because my dad always put

his job before his family.

Always.

If he had loved me more,

our Georgie would still be alive.

And I can't sit here.

I can't sit at this table.

Where's George?

Where... where

is George?

I'm good.

Don't worry.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[CHEERING]

[FIREWORKS EXPLODING]

Hey.

You ready?

I can't go out.

You know, at some point,

you have to leave the house.

Let's make it tonight.

There's a lot of people.

There's no focus on us.

What would I talk about?

Small... small talk.

You know, that's

what people do.

They... they talk

about small things.

It's what makes human

company bearable.

Bearable's our

highest goal right now.

You're right.

I should leave the house

but not to some party.

Well, OK.

Where do you want to go?

Back.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[INSECTS BUZZING]

Hello?

Hi.

I'm Martha.

Do you mind if I join you?

Oh, no.

No, not... not at all.

Thanks.

My first day here.

Don't know what to order.

Well, you don't get a choice.

Oh, well, that's

all right then.

Not necessarily.

You don't look like the

normal clientele here.

No.

No, but if you don't mind my saying so,

neither do you.

Yeah.

I guess that's true.

My son came here,

sent me lots of photos,

but I wanted to see

it for myself.

What about you?

Yeah, well, I-I came

here with my son,

but we didn't we didn't...

we didn't get

s-so lucky.

Then I think we have

something in common.

MARY:

How old was he?

He was 24.

24? Oh. I thought...

somehow, I thought

they were always younger.

God, how stupid of me.

That's what Ben

thought, as well.

Gave all his pills away to

the children he was teaching.

Well, he was fit and strong,

thought he wouldn't need them.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

And I am so sorry, too.

Wow! Is he handsome!

Thank you.

Quite surprising, really,

coming from an old

thing like me.

No. So what was

he doing,

volunteering, a job?

Well, it was a bit

of both really.

He'd been to university,

but daft thing spent

most of his time

either playing rugby

and chasing girls.

Got no marks

in his exams at all,

so, um, to make most

of a bad job,

he thought, "I know.

"I'll go and teach in Africa.

That'll be

interesting."

Hmm.

And he completely fell

in love with it,

but then he made

his big mistake. Hmm.

Is that easier for you?

What?

That he made the mistake,

that you didn't make a mistake?

No.

Why? Do you

blame yourself?

I completely blame myself.

I am completely to blame.

So what are your plans, Mary?

I don't know.

You?

Well tomorrow,

I'm going to where Ben worked.

I just want to

see it, you know?

Can I come?

Yes, of course you can come!

I should think they'll

be thrilled to see you.

You're much prettier than I am.

Up early, though.

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