The Bucket List

Edward Perrimont Cole died in May.

It was a Sunday afternoon,

and there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

It's difficult to understand the sum

of a person's life.

Some people would tell you it's measured,

by the one's left behind.

Some believe, that it can be measured in faith.

Some say by love.

Other folks say, life has no meaning at all.

Me... I believe that you measure yourself...

by the people who measure them selfs by you.

What I can tell you for sure...

That by any measure, Edward Cole lived

more in his last days on earth...

then most people manage can gain,

out of a lifetime.

I know that when he died,

his eyes were closed...

and his heart was open.

Name the five presidents, who's last names

begin with the letter "H".

H...

Warren D. Harding, Robert B. Hayes,

Herbert Hover,

And the two Harrisons,

Benjamin and William Henry.

I thought I get you with the double Harrisons.

You 're sick, you know that?

I ain't that sick...

Do they name their wives?

- No...

- Neither can I.

- Hey, buddy boy...

- Yeo...

- When you gonna finish that Camaro, man?

- Yesterday.

Alright, I got one for you

Who invented the radio?

- That's a hard one.

- You mean boss, I finely got you?

No... I don't know if they want the person,

who they think invented the radio...

Or the person who actually invented the radio.

- Well, in here it says...

- Marconi, right?

- Yea, it ain't it?

- He's the one they think invented the radio.

In fact, he got the Nobel Prize for it in 1909.

The truth is, a guy name Nicolas Tessler,

patented the basic idea for the radio in 1896.

The same idea Marconi used for his

patent several years later.

Tessler fought Marconi until the

day he died in 1943.

The same year the Supreme Court ruled,

that Marconi's patent was invalid...

and it was Nicolas Tessler, that invented the radio.

- Carter.

- Man, you are sick.

Hi Jenny, well good, it's about time.

What they say?

Now, what's that mean?

Kopi Luwak... the rarest beverage in the world.

Take a whiff...

go ahead.

Mr. Cole...

The Board is ready to hear your proposal.

Hold off, just a second.

Here... go on.

Well?

Very... good.

Really good...

Mr. Cole... Sir?

Do you know what a Philistine is, Jim?

- Sir it's... Richard.

- That's right Phil... give'm the "Schpiel".

Thank you, Mr. Chairman, and fellow Supervisors.

We at the Cole Group feel, the decline

of the Wynnewood Hospital is a direct result...

of significant physical mismanagement.

- I beg your pardon, but...

- The expenditure is not as it should be.

The recent loan cost and assuming of

the other debts.

Donations and attributes to this point

have fallen far behind the curve...

In Research, Pediatrics, Oncology, and MRI.

The Cole Group, has successfully privatized

Each of which now provide, of being redesigned,

to provide the highest standard...

of medical care in our communities.

Despite being grossly understaffed?

We've better the doctors...

What about beds? There have been rumors

you've increased the number patients...

to the point of over population.

- To the patients answer, it has always been...

- Your emergency rooms, I mean, they are no...

I run hospitals... not health spas.

Two beds to a room, no exceptions.

Look... I passed up lunch with

Mitchell Phiffer to be here.

So, can we desist of all this domain posture.

Boys and girls, you need me,

I do not need you.

Now there's a sizable cheque in this envelope,

let me know if you deceit to cash it.

Mr. Cole are you alright?

What you're doing here?

I don't know, fighting for my life, you?

No... I'm just surprised, that...

You better handle it right, or heads

gonna roll, I tell you...

You tell Dr. Sh*t for Brains... that I wanna

know everything about that bulimia treatment...

he wants to get me on.

Ah... what's it do to your lungs, and there's

the congress next month

I don't wanna go there, and have to

breathe through a hole in my throat.

- Well that is not exactly what happens.

- Who the hell is this guy? Where's Thomas?

- I'm right here, Sir.

- Hi Tom.

- We're gonna move you in to the bed now.

- I can do it myself, I ain't dead yet.

How about now?

- Have I fired you lately?

- Not since the Oprah incident.

- That was a good one.

- Yea, it was.

- Now, who's that?

- Who the hell are you?

Oh god... where am I? In the morgue...

That was the first time I laid eyes on

Edward Cole.

An osbscises beginning, to be sure.

I hate tubes.

I'll be damned, if I'm gonna spend the next

A zombie boy... looks half dead already.

You can't have your own room...

it'll create an enormous PR. problem.

I don't give a sh*t after all,

I still want my own room.

It's my hospital, for Christ sake...

don't tell me, I can't have my own room.

No offence pal.

You publicly defended this policy countless times.

You run hospitals, not health spas.

Two beds to a room, no exceptions.

I've never been sick before.

Ok, Dr. Albert will be here in a

minute to set you up.

Set me up?

Jesus.

Thomas... don't let me wake up paralyzed.

I'll do what I can.

Is these really your hospital?

Yea, pretty much.

Might wanna do something about the pea soup.

By the morning of his surgery,

the cancer had spread so far...

throughout Edwards body, that the doctors

only gave him a 5% chance to survive.

But then, they didn't account for how

pissed off, they've made him.

No Visitors coming to see him?

He hasn't seen anybody, since they

brought him back.

Well, that's another reason,

I don't miss nursing.

It's always so sad, to see a patient like that...

all alone, after that kind of a surgery.

He's just quiet.

- Rachel called this morning.

- Oh, how's she doing?

She's auditioning for first violin,

in next semesters symphony.

That's wonderful.

- Need any more books?

- No. I'm... fine.

Got your medicine for tonight?

- Ah, I've already took'm.

- How about pillows?

I'm fine, Virginia, really, thank you.

You know, I could stay a while,

if you want me to.

No use, both of us being useless in the morning.

Alright?

Okay.

- She's gone?

- What?

I'm something of a public health expert.

I believe, more people die from visitors...

then diseases.

I take the Berrys for 600.

This Swedish Berry, is also known as the Cowberry.

- What are the Lincoln berry?

- What are the Lincoln berry?

- Right.

- I take the Berry's for 800.

In a top 40 hit in 1956, this Berry

told Beethoven to roll over.

- Who is Chuck Berry?

- Who is Chuck Berry?

- Yes

- Hey...

- look your wise?

- Oh... sorry.

What is the Merida Trench?

- Good morning, Edward.

- Morning.

How's it going?

- Dumb question.

- How's that cap doing?

Didn't know what I ever did without it.

- Humor is a good sign.

- Kiss my ass.

A little surliness, it's one of your

favorite prayers, right?

- Yea...

- Let's see what we got here?

Oh, looks good...

alright, so the operation went well.

Okay...

All the current brain scans are clean.

So, now we go to the Schercoma,

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