While You Were Sleeping Page #2

- l think hes gonna get through this.|- Are you a specialist?

- How did this happen?|- Um, he was pushed from the|platform at the train station.

- Whos she?|- Shes his fiancee.

- His fiancee?|- Yeah.|- Peters fiancee?

- Peters engaged?|- Yeah, l thought--

- No, you dont understand.|- Wait. Wait.|- Hold it.

- He wouldve told us, right?|- Now, please. Please.|- He shouldve told us.

- Maybe he was busy.|- Too busy to tell his own|mother hes getting married?

- No, no, no, dont yell at him.|- lm not yelling at him.|lf only Jack were here.

- Grandma?|- ls she okay?

Shes got a little heart problem.|Shes had three attacks already.

- They werent attacks.|They were episodes.|- Oh, geez!

-Nothing wrong with her hearing.|-Excuse me, Doctor.|What is she doing in here?

-Hey, buddy. She saved his life.|-You saved his life?

- Yeah, yeah, but, l--|- l thought he was pushed off|a train platform.

- She jumped on the tracks.|- You jumped on the tracks?

- Yeah.|- Doctor, its supposed|to be family only.

- She is family.|- Shes the fiancee, you idiot!

- Okay, look, l-lm sorry. You,|you, you dont understand.|- lm awfully sorry. We havent...

seen him for a long time,|so we didnt know.

l always wanted him|to find a nice girl.

lm so glad he found you.

Oh, Peter.

- What-- Why did you say that?|lm not his fiancee.|- Say what?

- Why did you tell me that you were?|- lm not engaged. lve never|even spoken to the guy.

What? Well, down-- downstairs you said,|you said you were gonna marry him.

Ah, geez,|l was talking to myself.

Well, next time you talk to|yourself, tell yourself youre|single and end the conversation.

- What am l gonna do?|- l dont know.

She held me so tight. l-l-- You know,|l couldnt-- l couldnt tell her.

- l know.|- Excuse me, nurse.

- ls there a pharmacy in the hospital?|- Uh, what, what do you need?

Elsie. She wants,|uh, nitroglycerin.

- Oh, for her heart problem?|- Problem? Problems!

You know somethin,|l think you saved her life.

ln fact, l think you saved|the whole family. Bless you.

Why dont you come with me.|lll take you down there.

So, tell us how|you met Peter?

Ma, she doesnt wanna|talk about that now, okay?

Why not? We could all|use a nice story.

- How do you know it was nice?|- Of course it was nice.|Why shouldnt it be nice?

What about that other girl? Whats her|name? The one he met in the bar?

Whats that got to do|with the price of eggs?

- Ashley Bartlett Bacon.|- Ox.

All l know is she was pretty|high and mighty for someone|named after breakfast meat.

Well, he has a nice girl now.

So, did you-- did you|steal him from Ashley?

l bet it was love|at first sight. Right?

l have a sense|about these things.

- Elsie, let her tell it.|- She is telling it.

l bet that he picked you up|in that fancy car of his.

What was it about him that,|you know, that first struck you?

lt was his, uh, smile.

Theyre caps.|Six hundred bucks a tooth.

Shh.

Well, um--

We saw each other,|and, um...

he, uh, smiled.

And--

And l knew that...|my life would never be the same.

So--

Tomorrow night, 8:00.

What?

l got lce Capades.|l know a guy.

Huh.

Hi.

Um--|Bet youre wondering...

what lm doing here|in the middle of the night, huh?

Well, l-l thought|l should introduce myself.

My names Lucy.|Lucy Eleanor Moderatz.

l think you should know your|family thinks were engaged.

Never been engaged before.|This is all very sudden for me.

Um--

What, what|l really came here,

uh, to tell you|was that, um...

l didnt, l didnt mean|for this to happen.

l, l dont know|what to do.

l mean, if, if, you were awake,|l-l wouldnt be in this mess.

Oh, god. Not that|lm blaming you. Sorry.

lts just that, you know,|when l was, when l was a kid,

l always imagined|what l would...

be like|or where l would be...

or what l would have|when l got older.

And, you know,|it was the normal stuff.

You know, ld have a house|and family and things like that.

Not-- You know, not that lm,|lm complaining or anything.

Cause, you know, l have,|l have, l have a cat.

l have an apartment,|um--

Sole possession of the remote|control. Thats very important.

lts just...

l never met anybody that|l could laugh with, you know?

D--

Do you believe in love|at first sight?

Nah, l bet you dont. Youre|probably too sensible for that.

Or have you ever like|seen somebody and,

and you knew that if only|that person really knew you...

they would, well, of course, dump|the perfect model that they were with...

and, and realize that you were|the one that they wanted...

to just grow old with.

Have you ever fallen in love with|somebody you havent even talked to?

Have you ever been so alone you spend|the night confusing a man in a coma?

Bryan Lynch.|Mr. Bryan Lynch,

please call|Amber Lynch at 2617.

Oh, my god.

Bye.

- Lucy!|- Hi.|- We didnt know you were here.

- Hi.|- Hi. Were you here all night?

Youre like me.|l could always sleep anywhere.

And believe me, she has.

Wait to go, Gram!

- So, hows Peter?|- Oh, well, hes got more color.

- He has some color.|Looks like he has some color.|- Yeah.

Well, l, l have to go, so it|was great to see you guys again.

- Tell her. Go on, tell her.|- Yeah.

We didnt get to, uh,|celebrate Christmas, so, uh,

it would be nice|if you could join us.

Oh, um-- Oh, l-l-l would|love to, but l, l cant.

- Jacks gonna be there.|- Thats right.|You havent met Jack yet.

- No, not yet.|- Oh, hell be so happy to meet you.

- So youll come tonight?|- l, l, l really shouldnt|because l have to work.

-l cant.|-Well, look here. Put your phone|number and address down there.

- Midgell call you|and talk you into it.|- Okay.

And heres another card|for when you change your mind.

Were in the estate|furniture business.

We buy furniture|from dead people.

Okay. All right, well|l have, l have it.

- So, bye. Bye.|- Bye, dear. See you later.

Bye.

- Maam? Excuse me, maam.|- What? What is this?

lm sorry, Mrs. Callaghan.|These are your husbands things.

- Hes not my husband!|- lm sorry. Your fiancee.

Uh, youre Peters fiancee?

- Okay.|- Dalton Clark.

Colleague of Peters at Lubel,|Parker, Jacobs and Fink.

- l have to go now.|- Oh, hes a great guy.

Hes had a tough year. What,|with the accident last month and all.

- Accident?|- Well, of course it was an accident?

l mean, it wasnt my--|Did he tell you it was my fault?

Were playing basketball,|all right? l carry a pencil!

- lm a lawyer! l do that!|- Okay.

- Jesus, whats he telling--|- lts gonna be okay.

- So whats the big deal?|- Whats the big deal?

Jerry, they think lm their|future daughter-in-law.

And the grandmother,|then shes got this heart thing.|And if l tell her the truth,

shes gonna have a heart attack,|and shes gonna die,|and its gonna be on my head.

Well, then, go along with it.

And when Peter comes|out of the coma,

the familyll be so happy|they wont care that you lied to them.

Theyll probably even|thank you for it.

Just mustard!

- Okay. What if he doesnt|come out of his coma?|- Well, then whos to know?

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