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There's no hope?

Well, there's always hope.

But I won't lie to you.

When the leukemia comes back post
-transplant, it's terminal.

He's going to die.

That's my medical opinion, yes.

How long?

They're saying six months.

They?

The oncologist, the radiologist, all the
doctors that we've been talking to.

I'm sorry. I wish...

It's the longest.

Yes.

What's the shortest?

Um, it could be two or three.

Let's do this.

Bobby, come on in.

Have a seat, son.

I'm going to die. The cancer's back.

All right, ten minutes before the bell,
time for question of the day. Who has a

question?

Ah, Bobby.

Yes. What happens when you die?

Ah, that's not a very fun question, I
don't think.

Well, I'd like to know the answer,
please.

If you ask your parents, they make you
sound like dead in your world.

But I know it couldn't be like that.

So, that's my question.

What really happens when you die?

All right.

Who'd like to respond to Bobby's
question?

Ah, Cynthia.

God help us.

Yes. When you die, first I'd like to say
that's an excellent question. The best

one we've had this week.

Next to mine, of course, about Maxwell
House coffee.

We do want to know what's wrong with
that last drop.

Well, I think we agreed, Cynthia, that
that'll remain one of life's darkest

mysteries. Now, if you'd like to address
Bobby's question.

Yes. When you die, things happen to the
body and soul.

First, the body.

You get buried in your best suit because
you want to look nice at the wake where

everybody comes to stare you dead.

Then, after the funeral, the maggots eat
your flesh, leaving nothing but bone.

This is why you're laid on your side in
the ground.

So when you're nothing but bone, your
pants stay on.

Now, your soul goes to heaven if you're
good, to hell if you're bad.

There are a lot of different rules when
it comes to good and bad. I only know

two so far.

Don't ever smoke cigarettes.

And don't ever touch a penis.

That's very bad.

Thank you for your in -depth analysis,
Cynthia.

I hadn't finished.

Well, you've given us more than enough
to ponder.

Let's go on now to another question. We
still have a few minutes.

Zachary.

How come grown -ups never tell us the
truth about death?

What's going on?

My clients went to see Carter, then they
came to see me.

Now we come to you.

Judge Bone is next.

Your clients?

Jill, given the condition of Bobby
Hutton, it might make sense to put him

hypothermia now, before the disease...
Carter! There's been a lot of recent

progress in cryonics. It's conceivable
that ten years down the road... There's

no scientific evidence that a person can
be frozen and then brought back to

life. I certainly hope that Dr. Pike is
not represented to you in any way. All

I've represented is that it's a genetic
possibility. Dr. Pike!

Cryonics is a theory. It isn't even
close to reality.

I understand that, Jill. But the reality
is that Bobby will be dead in six

months.

We're not big fans of reality.

Well, first of all, it's suicide.

And it's against the law. Leave the
legals to me.

We're going to see Judge Bone.

I think we got a shot and we want you to
go with us.

Why? What can I do?

Well, you can admit as a doctor of
Western medicine that life suspension is

possibility in our future. No, then get
a cryonics expert.

I'm not... We already have seven.

The AG's office will have their experts,
too.

Judge Bone will eventually want to hear
from Dr. C. Trust.

That's Carter and you. All you have to
do is admit that it's possible.

No.

Jill, what's the harm?

If it offers a fraction of hope, then
why not?

I'm sorry, Julia, but I will not walk
into a courtroom and ask Judge Bone to

your son into a freezer.

I will not do that. So what? We should
just stand by and let the leukemia run

its course?

No, I told you.

I want to start some transfusions. I
want to start him on prednisone. I want

schedule some radiation.

I want to maybe then aspirate the bone
marrow.

You said that it's fatal.

All you can do with medicine is buy him
six months.

Forget it. She's out.

We're going without her.

Talk to them about death.

They're asking about it, and I don't
know what to say.

The Bambi's in a better place routine
doesn't work anymore.

Well, I just don't think we should be
filling the minds of nine -year -olds

all this talk of dying. Their minds are
already filled with it. Kids obsessed on

it. You can't pick up a newspaper or
hear the news without hearing about

somebody dying.

But look at these articles.

Teenagers today are thinking more about
their funeral than their wedding day.

Death and dying is in the mindset of our
youth, and we have got to deal with it.

Call Father Barrett. He has a killer
afterlife sermon.

I even plagiarized part of it for Easter
service.

They're still laughing at him over the
shoe business. You're the minister.

You're on the school committee. They
should be hearing it from you.

Have you completely lost your mind?

Not completely, Judge.

You want a court order allowing a child
to be frozen?

To preserve him till medical science can
one day cure his illness.

At which point you plan to thaw him out.

Exactly.

Leukemia could take Bobby Hutton, that's
a certainty.

Cryonics could save him, that's a
possibility.

We're asking the court to favor the
possibility of life over the certainty

death.

Mr. Beale, do you have a response?

Actually, your honor, it's difficult for
me to even speak.

The last time I was called to Rome, your
hospital wanted to take the heart of an

Alzheimer's patient and give it to
somebody else.

You denied that request.

And since then, I've learned that the
gentleman with Alzheimer's has been made

the mayor of this community.

Now I've been dispatched here again
because you're endeavoring to turn a

-year -old boy into a science
experiment.

Let's leave off the sarcasm, counsel,
and address the... Actually, in this

Your Honor, I'd like my sarcasm to be on
the record. Judge, I admit that this is

a desperate measure.

Bobby Hutton is, in fact, also
desperate.

Well, if you want to freeze him after he
dies, fine.

But I can't find any way... Then it'll
be too late.

Leukemia will destroy his body. His only
chance is to be frozen now.

There is a law against the... There's
always a law, isn't there?

If cryonics can offer hope to Bobby
Hutton, let's give it to him. Damn the

This is Rome!

Cryonics does not offer him any real
hope. It has no chance... That's a

for the experts.

Let's hear from the experts.

Let's see if that hope exists.

Ten o 'clock tomorrow.

I'll hear from your doctors.

Adjourned.

What's wrong with you?

Excuse me?

Pumping up grieving parents with
cryonics?

They came to me. You're a doctor. You're
subject to the Hippocratic Oath. The

first rule being do no harm, and you
counsel suicide.

You asked me about cryonics. I explained
it. I did not recommend it. I did not

counsel suicide, and your prejudices
against science aside, don't you ever

charge into my office again attacking me
as a doctor. As a doctor, you have a

moral duty. The Hippocratic Oath is
about survival, clinging to life. That

principle is completely served by
cryonics. No, it's perverse. It's

nature. You want nature, Jill? Here.

That's death.

That's perverse.

You're the shock tactic, Carter.

Cryonics is medical experimentation.

The kid is dying. Because he's meant to
die, Carter. We're not going to change

that. Maybe we can. No, I'm not going to
sit back while you and your ghouls turn

a nine -year -old kid into an experiment
for the science fair just so you can

sit around the pool bragging at your
coroner's convention.

You self -righteous, arrogant, narrow
-minded bitch.

That's right.

I said it. If you come up with a way to
save Bobby Hutton, I'll back off. Until

then, how dare you tell me or anybody
else not to try?

By resurrection, we don't really mean
the raising of the physical body.

It's spiritual.

That wasn't my question.

Does the soul float up as soon as you
die, or do you have to go to a mortician

first?

As soon as you die, your soul goes
straight to heaven.

Can the soul go to hell?

Well, Zach, we don't actually think of
heaven or hell as a physical place.

What's going on?

All right, that's enough.

The kids don't trust what I talk.

They think you're hiding the truth.

We know there's a hell unless you're
Jewish.

Especially if you smoke cigarettes or
touch penises. My aunt did both.

Kids, there's one rule across the boards
in all religions.

Kids go to heaven. I mean, you're not
old enough to go to hell.

Even Catholic hell, which you all know,
has a much bigger occupancy.

Henry.

Sorry. I'm supposed to die of leukemia,
so my

parents want to freeze me instead.

What? It's called cryonics.

They drain my blood and put me in a
frozen tub.

When they come with the cure, they
defrost me and bring me back to life.

Is he making that up? No.

His parents are in court right now.

I gotta know.

Will I be in heaven when I'm frozen?

And then when they thaw me out, will my
soul come back to my body?

The technology for reanimation is almost
here.

Objection. This man has no foundation in
cryonics.

He's a medical doctor who specializes in
corpses, and he does understand.

I want to hear from a molecular
biologist, not a medical examiner. I'm

a medical examiner. Quiet!

I want you to hear from Carter first.

My experts will back him up. Well, let's
cut to it.

How do you freeze somebody and bring him
back to living?

Okay, first of all, Judge, we already do
it to a lesser extent.

In operations, we put patients into deep
hypothermia sometimes, usually to stop

blood flow during transplant.

So it's already being done.

Mm -hmm, for half an hour, maybe.

That's a little different than freezing
somebody for 20 years.

Once the engineers develop the genetic
technology to repair individual cells in

the body, they'll be able to freeze
people and then reanimate them years

And how long, Doctor, before this
technology exists?

Well, there's no telling. Genetic
breakthroughs are happening every day

the world.

We thought we'd never be able to cure
leukemia, but now we could have a cure

less than 10 years.

And at that point, you could hit the
frost and bring Bobby Hutton back?

I know it sounds like voodoo, but the
day is coming when we will be able to

revive frozen people, maybe even a
hundred years later.

That may scare you. It scares me, but
the day is coming.

If you all talk at once, I can't
separate you from the voices in my head.

Sending a minister to talk about death,
it's outrageous.

They're small children.

Religion shouldn't be in the schools
anyway.

All right, settle down. I'll talk to the
principal and the minister.

But let me ask you.

Do you talk to your children about
death?

No.

Well, don't you think you should?

No, I don't think you should.

Well, if parents don't discuss the
subject, maybe the school should.

Death is not an appropriate subject.

My God, these are innocent little
children.

How should we kill him?

We'll put him in the freezer.

That's how chronics works.

Shouldn't we make him unconscious first?

He'll be so cold.

Frogs are cold -blooded. I don't think
it'll bother him.

Okay.

Bye, Ross.

See you when you thaw out.

Will he come back to life?

He should. It works with fish.

Bye, Ross.

He sounds mad.

He's okay.

I think he wants out.

You know, I have to admit, at first I
thought this was ridiculous, but this

cryonic technology, it could actually
exist one day.

It really shouldn't be a surprise.

Years ago, if your heart stopped, you
were dead. Now we can restart it and

revive people from clinical death. Even
brain death can be reversed sometimes.

And I've been reading they're already
freezing embryos and corneas, heart

valves, all of which can be brought back
to life. And in 20 years, we might be

able to do that to a brain.

So, assuming that this genetic progress
continues, we might actually be able to

cure not only leukemia, but many other,
if not...

All diseases.

It's possible.

Huh. Well, what about aging?

Does the genetic potential exist to
reverse the aging process?

Hard to say, but given the developments
in genetic technology,

no credible scientist could really rule
out the possibility.

You know, I got a real problem with
getting older myself.

When I'm 50, I might want to be frozen
to wait for...

I don't know, the aging cure.

I would do that.

I don't want to get old.

You know, Your Honor, this is so
exciting. I'm going to stipulate right

to all of the plaintiff's experts. We
don't have to waste the court's time

listening to scientists.

I'm going to stipulate that one day
cryonics will work and we will have the

for leukemia. Think about it.

People won't have to die from disease.

Nobody will have to die from old age if
they don't want to. Everybody, in either

real or suspended form, will live
forever.

Nobody has to die. It's fantastic.

I mean, if we can eliminate death, the
world will be a perfect place.

Right, Dr. Pike?

Right?

Look, in the interest of public policy,
let's put Bobby in the freezer.

Let's do it today.

Why won't you help him?

I want to help him, honey, but I just
don't think that freezing him is help.

But if they invent a cure, he could live
longer.

It's not God's plan for us to live like
that. To be stuck in liquid nitrogen and

then defrosted umpteen years later,
that's not God's plan.

I know this is complicated, but we're
human beings, and when it's time to go,

there comes a point when it's wrong to
deny death.

Okay?

God's plan?

What? You wouldn't want the boy frozen
because of God?

No, I wouldn't want the boy frozen
because that's effectively assisting

putting him in hypothermia. But you were
willing to help Howard Butts die when

he wanted to give away his heart. You
supported that idea. No, that's

Okay, why?

Well, because that could work.

Cryonics can't. If it could, would you
say yes?

No, it's still perverted. Why?

Why?

Because he's trapped in nowhere.

He's frozen.

What?

Okay, if we had taken Howard's heart, he
would have died, but he would have

surrendered to death.

Keeping a person frozen, suspended so
that you can bring him back, he's

in life or death.

How can his spirit or his soul... What
are you talking about?

I don't know.

But, Jimmy, there's got to be some kind
of afterlife, right? And I think that

this cryonics voodoo would preempt that.

You'd be suspended in nowhere forever.

You wouldn't be in heaven and you
wouldn't be on earth.

You'd be nowhere.

That's got to be worse than hell.

You really believe in heaven and hell?

Well, don't you?

I believe in God.

I believe that all of us have a
spiritual thing inside.

But dead is dead.

When you're gone, you're gone.

How can you think that?

How can you, a doctor, make a medical
judgment based on your belief in an

afterlife? I'm not doing that. I'm
saying that medical science has a

don't know where the line is, but
cryonics is on the other side of it. Uh

Well, I believe everyone has a right to
their religious convictions.

But if my son gets ill, if that
contracts leukemia, and there is a

would freeze him?

I don't know.

But I wouldn't say, let him die.

It's God's plan, and I would like to
think you wouldn't.

I have an early appointment.

Okay. Have a good day.

You too.

Bye.

I don't want you telling them about
souls leaving bodies. I don't want

discussion of heaven and hell.

Michael Oslo asked me to speak to them.
Well, I'm telling you not to.

You too.

I haven't said anything.

It's only a matter of time.

Well, Michael Oslo was right about one
thing.

The kids think about death.

I'll make sure there's somebody to talk
to them, but I want it to be secular.

That's all.

Thank you.

Howard, we're in your office.

Oh, never mind.

Do you hear what's happening about this
Hutton boy?

It's grotesque.

Gary, we may have to speak up.

If Judge Bowen even thinks about
granting that motion... Then we get

But you'll listen.

You picked a fine time to get caught
with your Imelda Marcos collection.

Don't you start.

The problem is we don't have any real
credibility on this afterlife issue. Oh,

we can preach all we want, but they
know.

In the end, we're just guessing.

Like everybody else.

I don't want to die, but according to
the doctors, I guess I'm gonna.

Must be scary to think of getting stuck
in an icebox, though. But I'm more

scared of being dead forever.

Why?

Well, even if heaven is a great place, I
won't know anybody.

Everybody I know, they're all alive.

Except my grandfather, but my mom
doesn't think he got in.

Are you afraid of being alone?

When somebody dies, we all get sad
because he's gone and because we'll miss

But for the person who dies, it's worse.

He loses everybody.

He has to miss everybody all at once.

I want to keep living some more.

I'd like to try cryonics.

Thank you, Bobby.

Your witness.

don't know much about heaven but they
say that you can still sort of see

down here on earth have you ever heard
that yes but they can't see you is

that important yes why because my
parents they won't be able to see me

to them i'll be completely gone do you
think about how sad your parents will be

if you die yes

Do you worry about them being sad?

Yes.

Bobby, I know that these are very tough
questions, but I need you to

really concentrate because the truth is
very important.

Is one of the reasons that you want to
be frozen, is it because you're worried

about your parents?

Yes. Yeah.

And if you had to make a guess, what
would you say upsets you more?

Dying or making your parents sad?

Making them sad.

And the idea of cryonics, of being
frozen, whose idea was that?

Mom and dad's.

I see.

Thank you.

You're a very brave young man.

I have no further questions, Your Honor.

You want me to talk to the fourth grade?

You're a psychic.

You're on speaking terms with dead
people.

The kids will listen to what you say.

Have Kenny talk to them. He's been
there. Ginny, what do you mean he's been

there? Nothing.

You got a big mouth. Do you know that,
Ginny?

Talk to the kids.

Have you been dead before?

I must be sundowning again.

What was that about?

Nothing.

Well, what did Ginny mean when she said
you'd been there?

Last year when I was shot.

Remember when the frogman's kid put a
bullet next to my heart?

When they were operating, for about five
seconds or so, I was suddenly above the

table looking down at my body, watching
Jill reach for the bullet.

Well, that could have been a
hallucination.

That's what I thought. I asked Jill.

I asked her what she did.

Everything that happened.

She described exactly what I saw.

And I was completely unconscious at the
time.

I think I was dead.

And I came back.

I was up late last night, Your Honor.

Working on this case.

And I couldn't help but think...

What a terrible judge you are.

A judge should always follow the law and
be above all consistent.

A lawyer should know what to expect when
he walks into his courtroom.

The killing none a year ago, you ruled
that suicide fell within the right to

privacy. And you held that assisting
suicide was legal.

But when Howard Bussier suddenly say
assisting his suicide is wrong.

You're not consistent.

A lawyer cannot rely on your rulings,
and that's why you'll never make it to

Supreme Court.

I'm crushed.

The judges who do make it to the top,
they worry about precedent and how their

rulings will affect the next case.

The trouble with you is you worry too
much about the actual case in front of

you.

Well, right in front of you today is
Bobby Hutton.

He wants to grow up to play baseball for
the Cubs.

He wants to grow up to get married.

He wants to grow up.

The odds are he won't. His only hope is
this thing called cryonics.

It's a long shot.

Nobody is kidding anybody.

But to Bobby Hutton, this long shot is
everything.

It's all he's got.

I know most judges will look at the big
picture and deny the court order. Well,

they have to, of course.

But we're appearing before you.

There's a brave little boy here who's
dying.

I hope for his sake that you'll never
make it to the Supreme Court.

Every human being, when born onto this
earth, is blessed with one thing in

common.

A lifetime.

Could be a hundred years if you're
lucky, ten minutes if you're not.

It appears that Bobby Hutton's lifetime
will be about

ten years.

It's a tragedy that it could be cut so
short.

Sitting in a room with this young man,

How could any of us not be moved,
touched by his spirit,

his vitality, and his dignity?

You don't often think of nine -year
-olds as having dignity, but this young

does.

How unfair that his lifetime could be
cut so short.

But unlike in a courtroom, the laws of
nature are very arbitrary.

They strike quickly, often with no
apparent connection to fairness, and

usually no appeal.

Everybody in this room desperately wants
to believe in cryonics.

If it'll give Bobby life, then damn it,
let it be true. But we all know better.

Despite the microscopic hope that Mr.
Wombo speaks of, we know...

That once we freeze this boy to the
extent that his organs no longer

will be dead Dead forever That's not
just a likely scenario.

It is as close to a certainty as We can
get and it's a tragedy

But more tragic still would be to take a
lifetime that is already

limited to 10 years and chop off six
months.

Life is, it is so very precious,

especially his. He has a day and another
day after that and a

whole week after that, then another week
and another. He has six whole months to

be with his family, to love them.

To be loved.

Six months.

For Bobby Hutton, that is his lifetime.

How dare we, in the name of science, in
the name of progress, and most of all,

in the name of God, how dare we take
that away from him.

It was reckless disregard for life. I'm
surprised at both of you. How do you

think he felt?

Cold. It was cruel, and so was
shellacking him. That's very

It was a tribute. A tribute?

Well, I'm sure he'd be so honored if
only you hadn't murdered him.

We thought if we could freeze him and
thaw him out, we'd learn stuff that

help all frog kind.

Well, I think the way to help frog kind
is to show a little respect for each

frog's life.

That's Ross.

We asked for volunteers.

He jumped.

All rise.

Be seated.

Every so often.

A judge gets a case where the law
doesn't really help him at all.

I find myself not interpreting rules or
statutes,

but rather gauging, then trying to
reflect

the values of the community.

But on this one, I'm going to do
something I've never done before.

Not that it will control my ruling.

But, since I have a decent cross
-section of society in this room, I'm

ask for a show of hands.

For my own education, how many here
think Bobby Hutton should be permitted

frozen if that is his wish?

Please raise your hands.

And how many find the notion offensive?

All right.

Thank you.

Excuse me, Your Honor.

With the court's permission, I'd like to
say what I find offensive.

It's the fallacy that people in this
country have a right to privacy and self

-determination. It's a big lie.

What's your problem, Howard?

My problem is they say freedom means
nothing left to lose.

Well, that boy is terminal.

He has almost nothing left to lose, and
he's still not free to take whatever

measures he wants to save his life.

Even when those measures threaten nobody
but himself.

If we want to risk death to save our
lives, how

dare any court presumed to tell us no?

Women can have abortions because you say
it's their body, therefore they're

right.

Why can't the sick and the elderly get
the same courtesy?

We're the ones who are dying. Why the
hell should we have to come in here and

ask your permission to try whatever
we've got left to try?

You grant us the right to linger, the
right to suffer.

Every other prerogative goes to society.

I'm sick of it.

That boy's life is on the line, and you
ask for a show of hands?

I'm sick of the lawyers and the judges.
I'm sick of the courts. And right now,

I'm especially sick of you.

I'd like to lay that little diatribe on
your roll, Timus Howard, but I won't.

I know I had that coming.

Excuse me.

As long as we're opening up the forum.

We're not.

Well, Howard got to have his say.

Maybe there's another sentiment that
needs expressing.

Do you want your cross -section of
society or not?

30 seconds.

Go.

This right to die thing has mushroomed
out of all proportion.

You know, it's a different thing to
refuse extraordinary life -saving means

being put to death.

I think that point's already been made,
Henry. Well, I haven't heard anybody

make the point that death is a natural
process.

We're human organisms.

We're put on this earth with mortality,
and medicine should not be used to

pervert that. I'm sorry. I have to
respond.

Hold on. One thing, Judge. One point.

There will always be new diseases.
Twenty years ago, we didn't have AIDS.

will always be new plagues.

Doctors should try to cure whatever they
can. If it's leukemia today, fine.

Cure leukemia.

Nature and medicine will always battle.
We shouldn't be deciding what kind of

mortality is natural. Now, now, wait a
minute.

I haven't finished.

Hey!

We're trying to save one life here,
okay?

I don't give a damn about the societal
ramifications or the religious,

philosophical consequences.

I don't want to lose my son.

Why can't it just be about that?

Huh?

He doesn't want to die.

What the hell are you people all doing
here?

Leave us alone.

Just leave us alone.

We'll adjourn for one hour. I will then
make my ruling.

All right.

Same as before, your rate's way up. That
little tantrum in court didn't help.

Forgive me for having an opinion.

A person with Alzheimer's should know
better than to have a point of view.

we don't know better because we have
Alzheimer's. Catch 22.

I should probably go home and hug my
teddy bear. You're angry.

Damn right I'm angry.

That boy should be allowed to be frozen
if he wants.

Maybe I should try it, too.

What can doctors do for me, except take
my pulse?

Well, one thing doctors shouldn't do is
play God.

When a child of nine gets leukemia, or
when somebody gets Alzheimer's, maybe

isn't playing God. Maybe the genetic
experts should get a chance.

In that case, you'd be dead.

I'm not afraid of death.

I'm afraid of dying.

You're not afraid of death?

Are you?

I don't think much about it.

I'm terrified of it.

Why?

I don't know.

What if there happened a heaven or an
afterlife?

What if this is all there is and the
only thing that's on the other side is

darkness?

You'd be all alone.

A hundred thousand years and that's just
the beginning of eternity.

You'd be all alone in the darkness
forever and ever and ever.

Maybe we created the idea of heaven and
hell because nothingness, that's worse.

I'm terrified of death.

I represent the three comatose
vegetables, the potato man, now a would

popsicle. The metaphor for life is food.

Do you see?

Yeah.

Food and life, like food, can sometimes
last longer with a little refrigeration.

God works in mysterious ways.

I live by this.

Yeah, I can see that.

Judge is back. Let's go.

Be seated.

As I said before, the law gives me
little guidance on this one.

The problem is, the boundaries of
medicine are so rapidly changing, the

can't keep up.

How can I rely on legal precedents which
were made with no comprehension of

today's technology?

We're learning how to clone people
already.

The technology is here for parents to go
in and choose the sex of their child.

Someday we'll be able to select eye
color and height.

One day we'll have the ability to make
carbon copy people.

And I'm sure when that day gets close,
the law.

will jump in to legislate, just like
it's jumping in today over cryonics.

The Attorney General says we can't
induce a boy's death.

The parents argue we're trying to
prolong life.

It all comes down to definitions and
rules where medicine and law

don't agree.

But...

What it finally, finally comes down to
is the judge.

Me.

Despite the robe and the impressive
setting, Mr. and Mrs. Hutton, beneath

veil, I'm a human being.

And as a human being, it isn't in me to
allow your son

to be frozen to death.

It doesn't seem right.

I'd like to say I'm governed by a legal
mandate.

I'm not.

I'd like to say I don't have a choice.

I do.

But my choice is not to induce his death
for any reason.

If he has six months,

Then he has six months.

Like Mr. Beale says, that makes his time
more precious.

And we shouldn't shorten it further.

Bobby, I hope you understand.

But I'm not asking you to.

I...

You're an extraordinary young man.

I'll pray for you.

I'll pray for all of us.

Plaintiff's motion denied.