Raising Izzie Page #6
LOOK, HEY!
DO YOU HEAR ME TALKING TO YOU?
WHAT?
WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?
I THOUGHT WE WERE
SUPPOSED TO BE ENCOURAGING THESE GIRLS.
THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH ME.
DEALING WITH GOD TODAY.
DEALING WITH GOD TODAY?
NO. NO. I GOT TOO
MUCH ON MY MIND.
AND THAT'S WHEN YOU
NEED TO BE PRAYING MORE.
I AM SO SICK OF PRAYING,
GREGORY.
TOO.
WAIT A MINUTE. HOW ARE YOU
I'M SICK OF GOD
MAKING A FOOL OF ME.
HE'S MAKING A FOOL OF YOU?
BUT HOW COME:
I CAN'T HAVE THEM.
YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHA MIRACLES GOD HAS IN STORE.
WE'RE NOT EVEN PRAYING
FOR THE SAME THING, GREG.
CHILDREN WITH ME?
JUST ANSWER YES OR NO, GREG.
DO YOU WANT TO HAVE CHILDREN?
IS HE OUT THERE, HUH?
STOP IT.
IS HE?
STOP IT.
YOU'RE BEING A BABY.
STOP IT.
IS HE?
STOP IT.
STOP IT. HUH?
Izzie:
STOP IT.Gertie:
SHOW ME!Gertie:
WHERE'S GOD?Izzie:
LA LA LA LA.Greg:
HEY!Gertie:
HE'S NOT REAL!Greg:
KEEP IT DOWN!Izzie:
I KNOW HE IS!HOW? HUH?
HOW DO YOU KNOW?
MOM IS DEAD.
Greg:
HEY, GERTIE.Tonya:
HEY.Tonya:
IZZIE!Greg:
IZZIE!Tonya:
IZZIE, WAIT! WAIT!YOU KNOW, GERTIE,
THAT WAS REALLY MEAN.
IT'S TIME SHE LEARNED THE TRUTH.
SHE NEEDS TO GROW UP.
LOOK, I KNOW YOU'VE
GOT A LOT OF HURT IN YOUR HEAR, LITTLE GIRL.
BUT THAT DOES NO MAKE GOD A PHONY.
( tires screeching, screams )
IZZIE!
( "If I Have to Wait"
by Toni Braxton plays )
WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY WIFE!
BABY! TONYA?
TONYA, TONYA, TONYA!
SOMEBODY CALL 911!
SOMEBODY CALL 911!
( Izzie crying )
WHAT HAPPENED?
( Izzie mumbling through tears )
Greg:
WHAT DID YOU DO?WHAT DID YOU DO?
( no audible dialogue )
TILL THE GHOSTS:
ALL DISAPPEAR:
( Greg mumbling )
OKAY. THE GOOD NEWS
IS SHE'S STABLE.
SHE HAS A BROKEN LEG
AND A FRACTURED RIB.
NOW WE ARE CONCERNED ABOU SWELLING IN HER BRAIN.
SHE'S IN A COMA.
Greg:
A COMA?WELL, HOW BAD IS IT?
HEY, WELL, SHE'S GOING
TO BE OKAY, RIGHT?
THERE'S NO WAY
WE CAN TELL.
BUT WE'RE
DOING ALL WE CAN.
I WANT TO SEE HER RIGHT NOW.
I WANT TO SEE:
MY BABY RIGHT NOW.
OF COURSE.
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK, OKAY?
( beeping )
( sighs )
WOW.
OH, BABY. LOOK AT YOU.
LOOK AT YOU, BABY.
( sighs )
IT'S GOING TO BE OKAY,
YOU HEAR ME?
BABE, I NEED YOU TO WAKE UP.
OKAY?
I'M SORRY FOR ARGUING WITH YOU.
YOU FEEL ALONE,
I AM ALWAYS HERE.
I LOVE YOU AND I AM ALWAYS HERE,
EVEN RIGHT NOW.
FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
AND GET YOU IF I HAVE TO.
SO I NEED YOU TO FIGHT.
I NEED YOU TO FIGHT THIS THING,
PLEASE.
AND COME BACK TO ME,
BECAUSE I CAN'T LET YOU GO.
I CAN'T.
I'LL SEE YOU WHEN YOU WAKE UP,
OKAY?
( sighs )
HEY.
IS SHE OKAY?
NOT REALLY.
BUT LOOK,
VISITING HOURS ARE OVER,
AND THEY THREATENED
TO CALL POLICE:
IF WE DON' GET OUT OF HERE SOON.
YOU GUYS HUNGRY?
I'M HUNGRY.
Gertie:
YOU'RE ALWAYS HUNGRY.ALL RIGHT. WELL, LET ME
AND WE'LL GO GE SOMETHING TO EAT, OKAY?
OKAY.
DO YOU NEED TO GO
TO THE BATHROOM?
NOPE.
ARE SURE, IZZIE?
YES, I'M SURE.
OKAY. WELL, I'M GOING
TO THE BATHROOM.
YOU STAY RIGHT HERE.
DON'T MOVE.
OKAY.
THIS WILL HELP.
OKAY, READY?
WHERE'S IZZIE?
I DON'T KNOW.
AND NOW SHE'S GONE.
YOU LEFT HER:
HERE BY HERSELF?
I WAS ONLY GONE:
A MINUTE.
Izzie:
I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND, MOMMY.
SHE NEEDS YOU MORE NOW.
YOU CAN HELP HER.
BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE.
BLESS IT WITH GOD,
SO HE CAN TELL YOU
HOW TO FIX HER.
SORRY.
I WAS JUST INTRODUCING
HER TO MOMMY.
UH-UH.
COME ON.
LET'S GO,
YOU GUYS.
LADIES, GO ON UPSTAIRS
AND GET TO BED.
WHAT'S WRONG,
IZZIE?
I'M SORRY I RAN OU IN THE STREET.
I DIDN'T MEAN TO.
HEY.
THAT WASN'T YOUR FAULT.
THAT WASN'T ANYBODY'S FAULT.
IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, OKAY?
OKAY.
OKAY. COME HERE.
COME ON, IZZIE.
OKAY. YOU TRY TO GE A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP, ALL RIGHT?
( playing slow melody )
THAT WAS NICE.
( chuckles )
THANKS.
I'M A LITTLE RUSTY.
NO. IT SOUNDED GOOD.
( scoffs )
AH... I DON'T KNOW
ABOUT ALL THAT.
WELL, I USED TO BE
A MUSICIAN, SO...
REALLY?
YEAH. HERE,
SIT DOWN.
YOU KNOW,
WHEN I MET TONYA...
I WAS PLAYING IN CLUBS.
AND I WAS ONLY MAKING PENNIES.
BUT I WAS PLAYING.
JAZZ MOSTLY.
( laughs )
GROUNDED ME.
SO, YOU DIDN'T WAN TO BE A MUSICIAN?
OH, YEAH.
I LOVED BEING A MUSICIAN.
UM, I'M CONFUSED.
SHE MADE ME PRIORITIZE THINGS.
I FOUND A PIECE:
OF ME IN HER:
THAT I DIDN' EVEN KNOW EXIST.
I FOUND MYSELF.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WOULD
EVER DO WITHOUT HER.
HMM.
YOU KNOW, SOMETIMES YOU THINK
THAT YOU'RE GIVING UP
SOMETHING REAL IMPORTANT.
COME TO ONLY FIND OU THAT YOU'RE MAKING ROOM
HMM. WELL, SHE'S
A WISE WOMAN.
( chuckles )
YOU THINK SHE'S
GOING TO BE OKAY?
YEAH.
I PRAYED.
AND GOD ANSWERS PRAYERS.
WELL, I PRAYED, TOO.
THANK YOU.
I MEANT I PRAYED WHEN MY MOTHER
WAS SICK IN THE HOSPITAL,
AND NOTHING HAPPENED.
NOTHING.
I MEAN, I BEGGED
FOR HER TO STAY,
AND SHE LEFT US.
LEFT ME.
IZZIE ON MY OWN.
JUST ME TO LOOK OU FOR HER, ME!
AND WHERE'S GOD, HUH?
WHERE?
WHEN I'M CRYING.
WHEN IZZIE'S SICK.
GERTIE--GERTIE,
UNDERSTAND--UNDERSTAND
GOD IS--GOD IS
HERE.
WHERE?
YOU'RE WIFE IS LYING
IN A HOSPITAL BED.
OKAY, I UNDERSTAND THAT.
JUST LIKE MY MOTHER.
BUT WAIT ONE SECOND.
JUST LIKE MY HER.
AND I PRAYED JUS LIKE YOU'RE PRAYING.
AND WHEN HE LETS YOU DOWN--
GOD WILL NOT LET ME DOWN.
HE WILL LET YOU DOWN!
AND YOU'LL BE WONDERING
IF YOU BELIEVED ENOUGH,
OR IF HE EVEN HEARD YOU.
YES, HE WILL.
NO, HE WON'T.
NOW, I'LL ADMIT...
I DON'T FULLY UNDERSTAND
HOW GOD MOVES,
BUT I KNOW HE'S REAL.
I'VE SEEN IT, GERTIE.
THE ONLY THING THAT I
AND I HAVE TO KEEP THAT,
BECAUSE I AIN' GOT NOTHING ELSE.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
WELL, I'M SORRY.
AND I REALLY HOPE
SHE'S OKAY.
Izzie:
SO WE SHOULDN' HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL.YOU BOTH WILL HAVE
TO GO TO SCHOOL.
OKAY?
SO, WHAT'S GOING
Greg:
YOU HAVEANYWHERE ELSE TO GO?
NOPE.
WE CAN FIND A PLACE.
WELL, WE DON'T WAN YOU ON THE STREET.
SO, WE'LL HOLD OFF ON THA UNTIL A LITTLE BIT LATER.
SO, YOU'RE NO GOING TO TURN US IN?
NO.
( "One of Us" plays )
Woman:
MAY I HELP YOU?
YEAH, UM...
HI, MY NAME IS
GREG FREEMAN.
WHAT CAN WE DO:
FOR YOU?
WELL, I HAVE A LITTLE BI OF A SITUATION.
IF GOD HAD A NAME
WHAT WOULD IT BE
HELLO.
HOW ARE YOU?
DOING WELL.
PLEASE, COME IN.
GOOD.
THE GIRLS WILL BE IN THE BEDROOM.
HERE ARE YOUR:
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