UFO: The Greatest Story Ever Denied II - Moon Rising Page #6

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- No, you don't. No, you don't.

You're a liar!

That's what you are!

Look, it's all bad! Trust me!

You have no idea what it's like!

Say it! Say you have no idea

what it's like.

[Gasps]

I have no idea.

Open the gate.

Open the f***ing gate!

Ryan, look, please. I'm sorry.

I just wanted you to like me.

F*** you!

Hello?

Hello?

[Sniffles]

[Folk music plays]

[Sniffles]

# Wanderers this morning came by #

# Where did they go? #

- What have you done?

- I called Gloria.

You said we were

gonna talk about it!

I couldn't live with the house

so neglected.

Now, come on.

Please. Hey!

- Idiot!

- What is wrong with you, Grace?

- How could you do this?

- Come here a second.

Wait. Whoa. Whoa.

What is this?

Hey! Grace.

- You washed his shirt?

- Yeah.

- You're fired! Get out of here!

- Don't do this! Grace!

What are you doing?

Stop it!

I'm sorry.

Grace.

You've erased him.

You did it on purpose.

What are you doing?

You're acting like a child.

I've done nothing like that at all.

I wanted to be able to see

his pictures and to smell him

now that he's gone.

Grace, he's here.

He isn't here!

He's dead! He's gone!

ALLEN:
I know that, goddamn it!

Don't you...

Don't...

There's nothing to hold on to!

Don't you understand that?

Just shed one tear.

I mean, what is wrong with you?

Can't you just cry one tear?

# Dear shadow alive and well #

[Groaning]

# How can the body die? #

[Grace yells]

# You tell me everything #

# Anything #

[Groaning continues]

Allen? Allen?

Allen? I'm s... I'm sorry.

[Groaning continues]

# Into town one morning I went #

GRACE:
Oh, my God, Allen.

# Staggering through

premonitions of my death #

# I don't see #

[Music fades]

Mrs. Brewer?

[Monitor beeping steadily]

[Sighs]

He had all the symptoms

of a heart attack...

difficulty breathing,

tightness in his chest,

heartbeat changes, dizziness.

But it wasn't a heart attack?

Not as far as we can tell.

His E.K.G. Looks normal.

What was it?

Well, his body's under an incredible

amount of stress, Mrs. Brewer.

He has high blood pressure.

His sinuses have led

to an ear infection.

He's suffering

from extreme sleep deprivation.

But it was not a heart attack.

Sometimes patients

manifest real symptoms

because it's easier to feel

physical pain than emotional.

[People chattering]

Ryan. I wasn't expecting you.

Can I share?

My... My, uh, story.

My whatever... whatever it is

you people do here.

- Yes, of course.

- Okay.

Um, where do I start?

Where do you want me to start?

- You start wherever you like.

- Okay.

Can I say my brother's an a**hole?

You can say whatever you want.

Okay. My brother

is an a**hole, right?

And now he's some f***in'

martyr god now that he's dead.

He's dead, by the way.

He's... He's dead, right?

Did you not get a chance

to see the body?

I, um...

No, I was too f***ed up.

My mom came in to get me,

and I couldn't even move.

I couldn't move my head.

So I didn't get to say good-bye.

I just, uh, laid there in my bed

thinking about all the attention

he was gonna get

whenever he came home,

and how all of his stupid friends

were gonna sign his cast

and how he'd probably get

a pity lay out of it.

So, um, I didn't get to say good-bye.

And now... You know,

the thing was about Bennett...

Um...

The thing was, he, um...

[Sniffles]

He...

He was never an a**hole.

He was actually really cool to me.

And he could have ratted me out,

like, a thousand times,

and he never did.

Me and him used to do

all kinds of fun sh*t together,

and the truth is,

I wanted to be just like him.

I loved him more than anything.

And I was too f***ed up

to say good-bye.

And in the end,

that's all I ever gave him,

was nothing.

Do you know how that feels

to have your one shot

and f***in' just blow it?

It's gone. I'll never get

that chance again.

I just miss him so much.

[Crying, sniffling]

[Siren wailing in distance]

- Hey, Mrs. Brewer.

- He woke up.

GU ARD:
Yesterday morning.

Nobody called me.

Is he all right?

He seems okay.

He's getting transferred over

to Rikers in about 10 minutes.

Can I talk to him?

Make it quick.

Hello.

I'm Grace.

Brewer.

Bennett's mother.

The boy in the car.

So?

So, you were the last person

to see my son alive.

Yeah, well, I had the green.

I'm gonna sue your whole family.

You remember?

Um...

Are you feeling better?

Does it look like

I'm feeling f***in' better? Huh?

Uh... Um...

I saw the surveillance video,

and it looks like

you spoke to my son,

like you comforted him

after the accident?

I didn't comfort anybody.

Okay?

Now, I got some other sh*t

on my mind, if you didn't notice.

Do you remember

if he was in pain?

I'm not doing this, lady.

I have waited a very long time

to talk to you. Please.

- Just go. Get out.

- No, please. I can't.

- Get out!

- I can't.

He didn't die a hero or anything,

if that's what you want to hear.

It isn't.

I don't know.

It happened.

It happened fast.

He asked me if it was his fault.

And then you told him

that it wasn't?

I told him not to worry about it.

And what else?

You really want

to know this, lady?

More than anything.

His body was caught in between

the front end of my truck

and his door.

There was so much crushed metal...

I don't know.

Maybe it was

holding him together.

I didn't want to move him.

I don't think I could

even if I tried. Uh...

His right arm

was so... far behind his body,

it looked like

it wasn't even attached.

I never seen anything like it.

And I had to climb out

over the top of my truck, uh,

just to get to him.

I don't think he was in pain.

I just, uh, think he was cold.

And then you gave him your jacket?

Yeah, but it didn't make it

any better.

It was, um...

The... blood...

The blood was making him cold.

How much blood?

How much?

More than, uh, I've ever seen.

Was he scared?

Uh, I don't know.

I mean, there was, uh...

fluid everywhere, but...

A bunch of stuff coming out

of him, you know?

[Shudders]

Uh...

He might have been crying,

I guess. I don't know.

Was he crying

because he was in pain,

or was he crying

because he was scared?

- What's the difference?

- Which one was it?

Scared, I guess.

Do you think

he knew he was dying?

Did he know he was dying?

He knew it was bad,

but it's not like we were talking

about God or anything.

I just told him,

"You listen for those sirens.

Once you hear the siren,

everything will be all right."

[Sobbing]

Oh, God.

He needed me,

and I wasn't there.

I should have been there

to make sure that he wasn't afraid

and tell him that I loved him

and hold him and...

Hey, hey, hey.

[Sobbing]

Hey.

Hey, hey, uh, you want some,

uh, water or something?

He needed me,

and he called out for me,

and I wasn't even there.

Oh, he didn't call for you.

He called out for her

over and over again.

That, uh, girl in his car.

Rose?

Rose. All he cared about

was Rose...

if she was hurt,

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