Walter Page #4

I'm the trash collector/

trash emptier,

which is the punishment

for being late,

which I only am because of you,

which... which I don't

even think

you've properly acknowledged.

You miss him?

- They don't miss me.

- I mean, you know.

I have to go back to work.

You know her, don't ya?

Who?

Allie.

The way you looked at her,

at the church.

I need to get back inside...

How do you know her?

Just please leave me alone.

I'm not gonna watch her walk

down that aisle, Walter.

It has to be now!

Do your job!

No!

Church? Really?

I know we talked about this.

You let Greg the ghost take you

to a house of worship?!

You did that!

Can I just explain...

Hold on, I've gotta

get another lap in

before I listen to this.

Oh, my...

Alright.

Go.

I just thought that...

It's crazy.

What?

It doesn't matter

what you're about to say

if what you're about to say is

you went to church

with a dead guy.

Who we both had agreed

was not an actual dead guy,

but the kind of dead guy

only crazy people see!

But, you don't...

Crazy!

And I will be completely

honest with you.

You're lookin' a bit off at the moment.

Off?

Not that you were ever

a picture of "on." No...

Should I leave?

Yes.

Really?

You didn't have an appointment.

You said I could come in!

Why did you come here?

Because I think that this

is an emergency.

No, no, I mean, why did you

come here initially?

I... came here to...

To?

Stop seeing the...

To stop seeing Greg the ghost,

that's why you came here.

You knew enough to know that

seeing dead people was crazy.

So why,

Walter Gary Benjamin,

are you now going on

dates with him?!

He's very persistant!

Leave.

What?

Seriously, you gotta go.

But... but... I'm trying...

Crazy.

He... you don't understand.

He seems real.

Crazy. He's got a family,

and I know they're real.

Straight-up batshit.

I'm sorry, Walter, but that's

my professional opinion;

You're beyond fixing. Goodbye.

You know Greg

ain't the problem, right?

I just came here because

I just... I just need...

I know why you think

you came here,

but that doesn't help me,

and I doubt it's doing

much for you either.

Aren't you supposed to ask me

questions about stuff?

Isn't that how this works?

It's a pretty popular

approach, yeah.

What do you think you should

be asking me about?

I got these pages and pages

of notes here,

mostly stuff about Greg.

And try as I might,

with my undeniable

talent and insight,

I can't seem to come up with a

single worthwhile question

out of any of this.

But...

There is one question

we touched on briefly

that I'm thinking might

merit a second look.

Who's Jim?

I love the movies, Dad...

Come on, Walter.

No one is coming.

And we're all gonna starve

to death if we stay up here.

What are you saying?

I'm saying that those things

are still in the house,

and if we stay up here

with no food or no water,

we're all gonna die.

First David.

Then Mersp, Centreller.

And then Teller.

There is no search and rescue.

We're gonna have to leave.

First, someone's gonna have

to go get it,

and bring it around

the other side of...

Hey, Wally.

Uhh... how'd you know

it was me?

What about me?

You're always sort of here,

aren't you?

Hopefully they'll stay

where I can see really well.

I guess I love movies.

I know. I'm sure

you do, but...

it's different

for you, isn't it?

I don't know, Taylor,

what if they...

Everything sort of is.

You know what happens if we stay up here.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm just...

The crazy thing is,

I really like this movie.

Well, then why are you crying?

These guys are gonna

be chasing you,

so you'll have

to punch the car...

I don't know.

We're all broken, Wally.

But maybe that's okay.

You got it?

I got it.

Okay, I'm going.

Please go away.

Whatcha prayin' for?

The girl?

It's the girl, right?

Askin' Daddy to pull

a few strings? I like it.

I mean, if the Son of God can't

get the girl of his dreams,

really, what chance does

true love have in this world?

Why are you doing this?

Allie will be someone else's

wife in less than an hour.

Please.

I can't help you.

What if I told you everything?

What?

Like everything.

The stuff that you normally

see when you...

look into someone's

soul or whatever.

I'll just lay it out there.

It doesn't work that way,

and even if it did,

how would I know you were

telling me the truth?

You don't even

have the instincts

to tell if a man's lying or not?

Ask me anything!

You think I'm bullshitting you

in any way,

I will leave you alone forever.

I can't really get into the logistics...

She was gonna leave me.

Why are you telling me this?

You might understand this...

unrequited pining thing

or whatever you're doing

with Popcorn Girl, but, uhh...

to actually have the girl,

to have her love you...

like, start a family together...

to know someone in such a

perfect way, like completely,

that's the best, man.

That's the best. I had that.

So you think I'm afraid of Hell?

That's Hell. Worse than Hell.

Having that, losing it.

Don't need you or God

or anyone else

to explain that to me.

So what do you say, Walter?

Walter?

Deal with me, you chicken-sh*t

little b*tch...

How'd you die?

What am I supposed...

How did you die?

I mean...

she was my life.

I answer your question,

and you run off.

Poor form, Son of God.

Poor form. What are you doing?

We have to go.

Go where?

Another field trip.

No.

You think it started already?

What does it matter?

It's not like you're invited.

Whoa, hey, Walter!

I need to talk to her!

Whoa!

Don't do this, man!

You can't just show up

at her wedding.

Hey, hey, what's the plan here?

Excuse me.

...honourable estate.

Excuse me!

Made by God in Paradise,

into its holy...

Excuse me!

Uhh... sorry, sorry.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

Son, I'm sorry, this is

a private ceremony.

I need to talk to the...

I'm gonna have to ask you to leave right now.

My name is Walter Gary Benjamin,

I need to talk to the bride!

Really?

Wait!

It's okay, I know him.

Uhh, Allie...

Can you give us a minute?

Please?

Just trust me, I...

You yell if you need me.

I will.

I gotta say, your timing

could use some work.

Do you know why I'm here?

Do you?

You were at the rehearsal too,

weren't you?

I couldn't quite place

you then, but...

You look just like him.

Are you okay?

No.

No, I'm not.

Walter.

Walter?

Oh, this smells so good.

Well, you probably won't be able

to keep much down

once you start chemo.

I figured you should have a shot

at some real food beforehand.

Last meal, so to speak.

Don't say that.

Is it bad... that I love you?

I'm sorry, I shouldn't...

No, no, no, no.

It's okay.

Doctor Forrest, dial 118,

please.

Doctor Forrest,

please dial 1-1-8.

Mom?

Mom? Mom! Mom!

Stop it, stop it.

Stop it! Stop!

Stop!

No, stop, stop!

Walter?

Wal... hey, Walter, honey,

take a deep breath.

Are you okay? I'm calling 911.

No, Darren, he's...

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