The Boy Who Could Fly Page #4

You are so strange.

lt's okay, Eric. Don't worry.

Amelia!

Amelia!

Here we go.

She's coming around.

She's going to be fine.

No internal injuries.

She has a slight concussion.

l think she'll sleep it off.

How did you get in here, Eric?

You caught me, didn't you?

You can fly?

What?

You are going to show me?

Eric!

Honey, what's the matter, sweetie?

l was flying with Eric...

l saw Dad, and Mona threw a ball at me,

and l fell.

-lt was just a dream.

-No!

l mean, yes, it was a dream.

But he caught me in real life.

What are you saying, sweetie?

He caught me.

Eric can fly.

He can really fly.

Mrs. Michaelson, Dr. Granada.

Oh, yes. Am l glad you're here.

l'm really concerned.

l'm sure you are.

-l'll go in and see Amelia now.

-Okay.

You stay here.

Thank you.

Dr. Reynolds, please report to Five West....

Amelia?

l'm Dr. Granada.

May l come in?

Sure.

Dr. Nelson asked me

to come by and see you.

ls it okay if we talk a few minutes?

-Yeah.

-Good.

Tell me about your accident.

l was on a bridge, reaching for a flower,

and l fell over the railing.

You told your mother something

about a boy who rescued you.

What are you, a shrink?

-Yes.

-Great. Now l'm wacko.

lt's important that you tell me

everything you remember about this.

Let me be the judge

of whether you're wacko or not, okay?

Yeah, okay.

l fell 50 feet without a mark on me,

except for this.

And l got this when l hit the railing.

l didn't hit the ground.

Somebody caught me.

lt was a boy named Eric.

He can fly.

l'm wacko, right?

No.

But did you see him fly?

No.

But you don't know Eric.

All he does is sit in his windowsill

and pretend to fly.

His uncle says he's seen him do it...

and l've seen really weird things

around the house.

He can.

What other explanation could there be?

You fell.

You have a concussion.

You were losing consciousness.

Maybe what you thought

was Eric catching you...

was a tree or a bush breaking your fall.

Your mind could be playing tricks on you.

lt can do that.

That's impossible.

lt's more possible

than a boy who could fly.

Dr. Nelson told me about your father.

He committed suicide not long ago.

He did not.

How did he die?

My father had cancer.

And when he found out...

that he had it...

he didn't want the rest of the family

to suffer needlessly.

So one day...

he kissed us all good-bye.

He said that he loved us very much.

Then he went away.

lt's okay, Amelia.

Milly.

lt's okay, Milly.

You know, sometimes

we need to believe in a little magic.

Especially when there's so much pain.

lt's normal.

And you're not wacko.

Come on, come here.

Louis, get Max off her.

-Glad you're back, Mil.

-l missed you, too.

Now you can do the dishes.

Come here.

Did you miss me?

Did you miss me when l was gone?

l missed you.

Silly bird.

Hey, guys,

how about we go out for dinner?

Sounds great, Mom.

Eric.

Mr. Gibb.

l'm sorry, Milly. Don't be angry.

l'm not angry.

lt's just that sometimes l see things.

l've seen things, too.

Where's Eric?

He's gone.

Those people came over,

but l was drinking.

So they took him away.

l guess l messed up things pretty good.

Mr. Gibb, what do you mean?

Mr. Gibb!

Nurse Corbett,

would you please report to Ward 6?

Have Dr. Wilding call me

when he comes in.

-Excuse me.

-Just a second.

Yes?

-We're here to see a patient.

-Name, please.

Gibb. Eric Gibb.

G-l-B-B.

Let me see that. Come over here.

Sit down here.

Play with this, okay?

l'm sorry, Mrs. Michaelson.

Only relatives

are allowed to see this patient.

We're his only friends. We live next door.

l'm sorry.

Our rules are very clear on the matter.

-Listen, lady....

-Louis!

l got to talk to him, Mom.

l want to see if he's okay.

Don't worry. This isn't over yet.

We'll make some calls.

Mom, is everyone in there like Eric...

or are they all different kinds

of crazy people?

What if we talk to Mrs. Sherman?

Maybe she'd know what to do.

We'll give her a call.

What do you think you're doing?

Give me a hand here!

Watch his legs.

-Get the restraints.

-Right away.

Sic, them!

No, not me, you idiot!

Soldier Boy! Get him!

You're dead!

Let's get him!

-What a wimp!

-Come on. We did it.

Let's go. Let's get out of here!

There you are.

What the hell were you doing over there?

Get over here, now!

l said now!

Max!

No!

Hey, kid. How're you doing?

Water's running

right through your graveyard.

Going to wash all the men away.

l don't need them anyhow. They're dead.

Thinking about Max?

That stupid dog. He was dumb.

Couldn't learn a thing.

We should've got rid of him

a long time ago.

Louis, the vet said

he had a good chance to pull through.

You got to...

think positive.

How can you be a good soldier

if you don't think positive?

l don't want to be a good soldier.

l'm no good at it.

l can't even get around the block.

What should l think positive for?

You fall on your head,

Eric's in the loony bin...

and Max is going to die.

l give up. l quit.

Dad did.

He did not.

He didn't even try, Milly.

Why didn't he try?

Why?

l don't know, Louis.

Maybe he was scared.

But we can't give up.

We've got to try.

That junk doesn't work.

You should tell it to people

like your dumb old Eric.

He doesn't even have the brains

to know he's messed up.

lt doesn't matter if he's out there

or at the funny farm.

He just sits there and flies.

Maybe that's what l should do.

-Louis, what are you doing?

-l'm going to be just like Eric.

-l'm gonna sit on the sill--

-Louis, stop it.

No one's gonna stop me. l'll fly like Eric.

-l said stop it!

-No!

Louis, come on.

Go away!

-What's going on?

-l don't know, Mom.

He's over there, Mom.

No, l got to find them!

They're in here somewhere.

l've got them. No problem.

Okay, sweetie, let's go.

Can l sleep with you tonight, Mommy?

Okay, honey.

Let's just get you dried off first.

ln you go.

Eric!

Eric?

We were having some problems

with my son.

Our dog got hurt.

And he was very upset,

so l took him to my bedroom...

and he spent the night with me.

And l was so involved with him...

l just assumed that she was home.

But this morning,

her bed wasn't even slept in.

She's a little smaller than l am.

She's about 5'2'' or 5'3''.

She has blue eyes and sandy hair.

She's very pretty.

-Yeah?

-Mr. Gibb?

lt seems your nephew Eric is missing.

No. He ain't here.

-Do you mind if we just look around?

-Eric, wake up.

We've got to get out of here. Come on.

Go right ahead.

Come on.

He's not in his room.

Told you.

-What's up there?

-Attic.

-Want to look?

-Yeah, why don't you check it out?

Mister!

Looking for Eric and Milly? There they go.

Pretty girl!

Catch.

Okay, you get three. Okay?

Excuse me, Miss D?

Do you know where Mrs. Sherman is?

She was in the teachers' lounge,

last l saw her.

-Thanks a lot.

-Yeah, okay.

Eric.

Not bad.

And then the next thing we knew,

he was gone. l don't know where.

Eric, Milly, come back!

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