Premonition Page #3

Everything is gonna be just fine.

Jim?

What?

- You're okay?

- Come on, Linda,

you're gonna get yourself soaked.

Just give me a minute.

Just one more minute.

I can hear your heart beating

and it feels so good.

Hold on. Hey, hey, hey. Hold on.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Come on.

- You promise?

- I promise. I promise.

What is it, honey? Tell me what's going on.

I don't even know how to explain it.

- I gotta get going. I gotta get to work.

- Just give me a minute.

Just one more minute.

I gotta... No, I gotta go.

I'm running late for work. I gotta go.

Girls?

- Morning, Mommy.

- Good morning.

- Good morning, Mommy.

- Hi.

Hey.

Hi.

Oh.

Oh, you're so beautiful. Do you know that?

You are. You're so beautiful.

You're both beautiful.

Oh.

All right, babies, listen to me.

I need for you

to be very, very careful today, okay?

No playing at recess.

I don't want you running around, okay?

- Ma'am, you're holding up the line.

- Sit quietly, promise me.

- Ma'am.

- Okay? Just give me a second!

- Just promise me. Promise?

- I promise.

Okay, baby.

You gotta promise me, too, okay, honey?

- All right.

- Good girl. Okay. Here you go.

You guys be good.

Ma'am, come on. Please.

You've got Mrs. Lynne at 3:00

and then you're free until 5:00.

Yeah, that's right. I...

- Keep that open for me.

- Okay.

- Who's this?

- Mrs. Stevenson.

Mrs. Steven...

- Can I help you?

- I'm Linda Hanson.

Hello, Linda. I'm Dr. Roth.

Do you know me?

Should I?

I wake up and he's dead.

I wake up and he's alive.

Different things around me all the time

that I can't explain.

Things that I've done.

People talking to me.

People who know me but I have never met.

- People like me.

- Yes.

- Seems a little complicated.

- Tell me about it.

What about the lithium bottle?

I don't know. It's... It's...

I don't know. I misplaced it somewhere.

I don't know.

Look, I can't explain it,

but I thought if somebody was trying to...

Trying to drug you?

- Why and who?

- I don't know. You tell me.

- I didn't prescribe it.

- But your name was on the bottle.

- Why do you think I came here?

- To get some help.

Obviously, you're dealing

with some inconsistencies.

Well, yeah. I wake up every morning

to find my husband has died again.

I think that goes

just a little beyond inconsistent.

How do you feel

during the times he's dead?

What?

I mean, what kind of emotions

run through you?

- Is it sorrow? Resentment? Relief?

- What are you saying?

Well, it's a pretty common daydream

to imagine people being dead.

I'm not daydreaming, okay?

I wake up and he is dead.

Except for today.

Do you have any history

of mental illness in your family?

No.

What about yourself?

Any episodes of psychosis?

Memory loss?

Judgment lapses?

I don't want him dead. It was a car accident.

Well, there's no crime imagining something.

I'm not imagining it. He's dead.

Well, it is a little odd

- that the prescription was for lithium.

- Why?

Because that's probably the best thing

for you right now.

It'll help you cope.

Do you think you can make it in

to see me here tomorrow?

Hey, look who's here!

- Hey, Bob. Is Jim here?

- Yeah.

How come you don't come by

and see us anymore?

- Honey?

- I need to talk to you.

What is it?

What's going on?

I know I've been acting strange,

but there's something wrong.

There's something very wrong.

- What is it, the girls?

- No, no, no. They're fine, at least for now.

Can we just go somewhere? Just us? Let's

just take the girls. Let's go, just go.

Linda, I can't go anywhere. I have to work.

- Please! I really need you. Can you just...

- Linda, I need to go to the sales meeting.

Excuse me. Jim, we're waiting for you.

I'm sorry.

Who are you?

I'm Claire Francis. You must be Jim's wife.

Yeah. Linda.

I've seen your pictures.

It's nice to meet you.

Claire's our new assistant manager.

Your husband's been really helpful

the last few weeks.

Guys! We're starting.

Excuse me.

We can talk about this later.

Who killed Cock Robin?

"I," said the sparrow,

"with my little bow and arrow. "

Who saw him die?

Oh, Christ! Girls!

- Hurry! The laundry's outside. Grab it!

- Hurry!

Start taking stuff down.

I'll meet you guys outside, okay?

Bridgette, no! Bridgette! Bridgette, no!

Baby! Okay, I'm right here. I'm right here.

Megan, go get me some towels. Please.

- Mommy!

- I got you. I got you.

Here, baby. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay, baby.

She's still bleeding, Mommy.

- Somebody! Somebody, please!

- We need a gurney right away, please!

I'm Dr. Norman.

Can you tell me what happened?

She went through the glass door.

- Any allergies that we know about?

- She's allergic to codeine.

- Codeine.

- Codeine? Okay.

Put her in 14, please. Ma'am, I'm

gonna need you to wait out here.

- Can I go with her?

- No, ma'am. We'll take care of her.

- Everything's gonna be fine.

- It's gonna be okay, baby!

- Is she okay?

- Yeah, they just took her in.

- They just took her in.

- You all right?

- What happened?

- She just... She was running.

I had to get the laundry and she was...

She just went through the glass window.

- Honey.

- It's okay.

It's okay.

What are you doing, Mommy?

We are gonna

forget about mirrors for a while.

Till you feel a little better.

Is Bridgette gonna have ugly scars forever?

- I don't want any talk about scars.

- All right.

Because as far as I'm concerned,

there are no scars.

And I don't care

what anyone tells you, okay?

You understand?

Because you're beautiful.

Like a princess?

Yeah. Like a princess.

My two princesses.

I thought you were gonna put up stickers.

I did.

I don't know. Maybe...

Maybe I thought I did.

Christ, Linda.

What?

What are you blaming me for this, now?

I've asked your mother

to come and stay while I'm gone.

What? Why?

- Just to help, you know.

- I don't need any help.

- Help take care of the kids.

- I don't need any help.

Look, you can take a break.

You know, get some time to yourself.

For what? Time to myself for what? What?

So I stop acting like a crazy person?

What are you talking about? I never...

You are not separating me from my kids.

I'm a good mom.

God!

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Sunday. Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday.

Thursday. Friday. Saturday.

Okay, Thursday, find out Jim died.

Find out Jim died.

Monday, Jim alive again.

Again.

Funeral's on... The funeral happened when?

Saturday.

Funeral and what else? What else?

What else? We have...

Lithium is on Saturday.

Tuesday. Tuesday.

We have on Tuesday... We have...

Except for today.

Meet Dr. Roth on Tuesday,

and I am... Oh!

Committed Saturday

by Dr. Roth.

Bridgette's cuts happen on...

Bridgette! Bridgette!

Mommy.

Tuesday.

Friday and Sunday are still open

and Wednesday.

You have one new message.

- When?

- Yesterday.

Oh, God.

Jim dies

Wednesday.

What you doing?

- Jim, don't go on this trip, please.

- I have to.

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