All language subtitles for Dragonfly (2002) [1080p] [Fantasy].en

MAN: Don't tell
me about my visa!

My wife is stuck
in that hellhole,

and I am getting on that plane.

WOMAN:
It's bad, Joe.

They're evacuating the villages,

the roads are washed out.

They're hearing gunfire now.

Can you...
Can you get to Calamar?

Can you get across
the border to Colombia?

They're putting us on the bus.

I don't know where
they're taking us.

Joe?

Joe?

Emily?

(Screaming)

WOMAN: Emily Darrow
was not just a doctor

and a credit to the
medical profession,

she was a healer and a credit

to the human race.

Those who knew her
were changed by her,

inspired by her commitment
to give literally

everything of herself,
which is why

we're gathered here today

to celebrate this unique life,

not so much taken from us

as given to us.

From her colleagues
at the university,

to her young patients
here in Chicago Memorial's

Pediatric Oncology ward,

she will be sorely missed.

JOE:
We're told in medical school

that the face
of an Emergency Room doctor

is the last thing
a lot of people will ever see.

I tried to keep that
in mind when I see

those frightened eyes
staring out at me.

But I don't know what Emily saw,

what image she took with her.

- If there was a compassionate face...
- (phone ringing)

or she died in a world of chaos.

That I don't know this
haunts me.

SOLDIER:
The divers saw inside, Señor.

There's no one alive.

JOE: Then where is she?
Where's her body?

We are searching
the shoreline and jungle now,

but the bus is under
10 feet of water.

The river runs
at 17 miles an hour.

There is nothing you can do.

Por favor, go home.

I'm not going anywhere.

Not till this is over.

I assure you, Señor,

it's over.

(Siren wails)

- No vitals, no pulse.
- Put him in E.R. 3 on the left.

- What are you doing here?
- I was paged. What do we have?

Wasn't this morning
your wife's memorial service?

There's nothing
I can do for her,

except keep anyone from joining her.
What do we have?

Six car pile-up.
11 injuries,

four went over to county
and six are coming here.

- Let's go.
- Watch your back!

Stay with me.
How extensive?

Third degree, 40%, maybe 50.

- Tube him?
- Airway's crushed, Couldn't do a trach.

- Pronounce him.
- Hit the windshield.

That's a blowout fracture.

Get a C.T., find out
what else he's got.

- What's this?
- O.D. Attempted suicide.

Give her to Simon.

I'm interested in people
who want to live tonight.

- What's her term?
- She hit the steering wheel.

How pregnant?
Anybody know?

She looks no more
than six months.

- She's souring, let's get it out.
- At six months?

It might have a chance,
but not in there.

Look at her color.

It's still got a heartbeat.

- Let's get it out of there.
- This requires a consultation.

Let's order out for pizza
while we're at it. Move.

There's a procedure in place for
terminating a pregnancy, Joe.

I'm not terminating a pregnancy,

I'm delivering a baby.

Get prenatal down here, now!

It was the right call.

Delivering a technically
unviable fetus

by Caesarean section
without consultation

- Or permission of the mother...
- Who was dead.

Not officially.

The baby's alive, Hugh.

I'm concerned, Joe.

So is the rest of the staff.

You refused to treat
a suicide today.

I passed her on to Simon.

As though she were
unworthy of you.

Can we discuss this tomorrow?

Since Emily's death,
you have been working

around the clock.
24-hour shifts, I'm told.

- Seven days a week.
- Think I'm losing my edge?

Just the opposite.
It's getting too sharp.

You're starting to cut
people around here.

You need time off.

You need to grieve.

- I need to grieve?
- Mm-hmm.

I am serious, Joe.

Take that time off.

Was it you who reported me?

Passing on the suicide?

How's she doing?

She's waiting for a bed
on the psych ward.

(Thunder rumbles)

Why did you do this to me?

Do what to you?

Bring me back.

Where were you going?

Someplace better.

- Is that right?
- I'll do it again, too.

It's all I want now.

Well, unfortunately,
your heart disagrees.

It's waged quite
a battle tonight.

No one knows my heart.

Maybe that's why
it's still beating.

To give somebody a chance to.

Let me tell you about
that better place

you think you're going to.

You better be damn sure
it's there.

Because as crappy
as this place is,

it's all there is.

So go ahead, be my guest.

But when you never
wake up again,

don't say I didn't warn you.

Hi, Father.

Time for a rebuttal?

(Thunder rumbles)

MAN:
"And on her footfall"

in the rustle of leaves,

the whisper on the wind,

"she speaks from a place
beyond mortal pain."

Look who's here.
Joe!

- Hey, you.
- Nice timing.

You're just in time
to finish a toast.

- Here, pour him a beer.
- Linda, can we have another?

Hey, Joe, "Rachel in
heaven," remember that poem?

Third year lit class.
Remember?

- Yeah.
- To Emily.

- To Emily.
- Emily.

How are things at the hospital?

You know, I don't know why
we try so hard to save them

if they've got such
a wonderful place to go.

Like "Rachel in heaven."

Well, that's where Emily is.
You can bet on that.

If anyone deserved to go,
it was her.

- Hear, hear. She was the best of us.
- The best of us.

I don't know what she saw
in you, though.

Lord knows I've tried for
years to talk her out of it.

She was the best of us.

And I have no idea
what she saw in me.

- She saw the second-best of us.
- You guys were a great team.

She was the heart,
you were the mind;

together you were unbeatable.

Where are you, Joe?

Nowhere.

I'm going to go.

- No, come on.
- You just got here.

Like you said, Eric,
I'm a mind without a heart.

- Joe, come on.
- Joe, that's not...

Don't leave, Joe.

- That is not what I meant.
- I know you didn't.

But you were right on, buddy.

And I love you anyway.

All of you.

Thank you for coming today.

See ya.

Hey, Doc.

- Hey, Miriam.
- (coughs)

Sorry I missed the service.

I didn't want to cough
all over everybody.

- Was it nice?
- I guess.

I couldn't handle it.

Well, then you're not going
to do too good with this.

They needed somebody
to sign for it.

I didn't want to leave
it out in the rain.

It's a toy company in Texas.

That'll teach her
to shop the Internet.

Yeah, that'll teach her.

You'd think a professor of law could
be more precise with her language.

It's all right.
Have a good night.

I saw through the kitchen window
Bigbird didn't eat again.

Should he go back to the vet?

The vet said Bigbird
will outlive us all.

(Electricity buzzing)

(phone ringing)

Hey, Joe, it's Hal.

I forgot to tell you we're going

- to the Whitewater trail.
- ERIC: You got to come.

FLORA: Don't leave me
alone with these guys.

- HAL: I sent you a packet.
- ERIC: See you.

FLORA:
Love you.

Sound good, Bigbird?

I'm gonna go rafting
with my old college chums.

Nice to see you, too.

- (Emily laughing)
- JOE: Why is that funny?

EMILY: I just don't
picture you with a beak.

JOE: Imagine soaring around
with me up there. Flying.

EMILY: If you do,
you're on your own.

- Why?
- Because eagles eat bunny rabbits.

- I'm a vegetarian.
- In your next life, too?

Yes.

If you've got a chance
to come back,

you'd want to be
Earthbound again?

No,

I'll fly around
with you up there.

But you know
what I'm going to be?

Yeah, but...

- If I'm a bird and you're an insect...
- Yeah?

How are we going...

you know...?

We'll just have to do
enough of that

in this lifetime to make
up for the next 10.

I'm going because
I have to, Joe.

Because it's who I am,
who we are.

What we dedicated our lives to.

For God sakes, Emily,
you're pregnant.

We addressed this, Joe,
when we first met.

That we'd pack our kids
on our backs if we had to.

To show them what was important,
to teach them our values.

It was naive, all right?
It was naive.

Our values?

I'm needed there, Joe.

And I'm going...

whether you choose to or not.

(Brief thump)

MAN: This thing was
a paperweight?

JOE: Yes. It was a present
I gave her for Valentine's Day.

It's got to weigh half a pound,

and it was squarely,
I mean squarely

on the bedside table
when I went to sleep.

So, what are you saying?

I don't know.

Nothing I guess.
Just that...

Dragonflies were
sort of her thing.

Like a personal totem.

How Indians have buffalo heads,

or tiger heads, or hawks.
Hers was a dragonfly.

She even had
this small birthmark

on her shoulder that
kind of looked like one.

She said her grandfather
had one, too...

On his butt.
(chuckles)

It's called Familiar Hemangioma.

I once skunked an entire
graduating class

by putting it on a final exam.

When she was alive,

I had to scour
for anything I could find

with a dragonfly on it
to buy her a present.

Now...

Now I see them everywhere.

There was one...

There was one bouncing against
my office window yesterday.

A real one.

Last night a package arrived.

She bought over the
Internet a mobile,

to put on the baby's
crib, of dragonflies.

And this thing last night
with the paperweight.

You know what I think?

I think you are
literally going buggy

living in that house.

Yeah, you should move.

You're rummaging around
in an empty nursery,

you're living
with a talking parrot

- who won't even speak to you.
- He never would.

He never liked me.

He only talked to Emily.

She even taught it
to announce her arrival

when she came in the door.

- Honey, honey, I'm home.
- You ought to sell that thing.

Get rid of it.

I'm stuck with it.

I promised her
I'd keep it forever,

and I'd put a provision
in my will

that if anything
ever happened to me,

someone I trusted
would take care of it.

Would you?

Would you?

Oh, no. It's your promise.
It's not mine.

I need to live up
to my promises to her.

That's one thing I need to do.

Okay, fine.

Any other promises
that I should know about?

Just one, but I'm taking
care of that one myself

starting... today.

- Hi, Joe.
- Hugh.

I was hoping you'd take
our conversation seriously.

- I did.
- I convinced Joe

to take a couple of months off
with all that's happened.

I promised Emily
I'd look in on her kids

on the Oncology ward while she was gone.
I never did.

I thought this might be
a good day.

After six months?
On Oncology?

I'm not sure how many are left,
but if it's for Emily, fine.

Asshole.

You should get away.

Isn't there someplace
you can go?

P.A.
Dr. Bond to Radiology, please.

Dr. Bond to Radiology.

Dr. Ritz, report to second
floor nurse's station.

Dr. Ritz, report to second
floor nurse's station.

Dr. Mace,
please call the O.R.

Dr. Mace,
please call the O.R.

BOY: Joe!

Joe!

Joe!

Joe!

Joe, can't you hear me?!

Joe!

Joe!

All right, hold CPR.

- I'm getting nothing.
- Continue it.

Shock him in 30.
Let me in there.

Come on, Jeffrey, hang in there.

- Clear!
- Still nothing.

- Charging to 60.
- Shock him!

Clear!

- Nothing.
- Go again.

- He's not responding.
- I said, again.

- There's no pulse.
- He's not coming back.

Damn it!
Do it again!

Clear!

He's gone.

- He's got a rhythm.
- He's back! Jump on it!

- He's coming back!
- Yes, Jeffrey!

Do you need to be here?
Put that O-2 mask on.

Clear the room, please.
Give me an E.K.G.

- His hand is moving.
- Don't let him pull out that I.V.

Jeffrey, can you hear me?

I just came around,
what happened?

They're stabilizing him.
He flatlined.

- Then his heart started again.
- That's our Jeffrey.

His heart's stopped more times
than anyone in the history

of medical science, I think.

He'll come out of there
with all kinds of stories

about who he met in the tunnel
and what they said.

(Knocks)

Hi, I'm Dr. Darrow
from emergency.

I know who you are.

The hospital administrator
heard that you got

in the way
in I.C.U. Yesterday

and asked to be notified
if you came back here again.

The boy who was being
resuscitated last night...

- Jeffrey...
- Reardon.

Right. Is he still
on the floor?

Mm-hmm. He was one
of your wife's favorites.

Actually, that's why I'm here.

I promised I'd look in
on her kids,

but there don't seem
to be many left.

It would be great
if you could give me

a little help, maybe
not put in that call

to the hospital administrator.

Between you and me, Doctor,

the hospital administrator is,

how do I put it?

I use the word asshole.

That about captures it.

315.

He's a real trip.
You'll love him.

Thanks.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- How's he doing?
- Great.

- Nice.
- What is it?

- I couldn't say.
- Guess.

All right.

Crucifix made of Jell-O.

Man, you're good.
He's good.

He hasn't stopped drawing them

since he got out
of I.C.U. Yesterday.

So what is it?

I don't know.
That's why I'm asking.

I just woke up
thinking about it.

I happened to be
in the I.C.U. yesterday.

I know.
I saw you in there.

- You saw me in there?
- Yeah.

You came in through the back of
the room standing over my bed.

You saw me
come over to your bed?

Pretty sure it was you.
But the tie was different.

Jeffrey.

Could I ask...

We're not encouraged
to discuss these things.

There was a nun on the ward
interviewing kids

who had near-death
experiences.

Sister Madeline
from Chaplain Services.

Started up all kinds
of trouble for the hospital

when some of it appeared
on a TV tabloid show.

She never even talked to me.

And I've got the best near-death
experiences of anyone.

I'm allowed a coffee break

if there's a doctor in with him.

In spite of hospital policy,

I think they need
to talk to about it.

You're scheduled
for a C.A.T. scan,

don't go without me.

So what are we talking
about here, Jeffrey?

What we shouldn't.

In the I.C.U. yesterday,
when I approached your bed,

- it seemed to me you were...
- I was flatlined.

Exactly.

So how could you
look up and see me?

- I couldn't.
- But you said...

I looked down.

- You looked down?
- From the ceiling.

That's where I was
when I saw you.

Okay.

You don't believe me?

Should I?

Ever see that little bald spot
on top of your head?

Bend down here.

Come on, bend down here.

Yeah, that was you.

Jeffrey, do you know my name?

You look like...

a William to me.

I'm a Joe.

Does it ring a bell?

Emily's Joe?

Joe Darrow.

I saw her yesterday, too.

What do you mean, you saw her?

She was there.

Where?

All around me.

Inside the rainbow.

The mist.

I was falling,

falling through it

until she caught me
and brought me back up.

She kind of flew me.

She flew me out...

so I could come back

and tell somebody something.

Tell what, Jeffrey?

To who?

Joe.

Tell me what?

Tell Joe what?

It was loud in the rainbow,

like thunder in there.

Tell me what?

I don't know.

You were calling my name.

Joe.

Joe.

Can't you hear me?

- Joe!
- All right.

- Joe!
- Jeffrey.

Slow down.
Whoa.

Whoa.

Look at my eyes.
Look at my eyes.

Just breathe.

Just breathe a little bit, okay?

What happened?!

I'm fine.

- We were...
- He wanted to know

what happened yesterday.

- His heart stopped again.
- I know.

I was there, actually.

He wanted to know what happened
while it was stopped.

He's telling one of
his tall tales again,

trying to get on TV.

I'm gonna give him
a dust mop next time

so he can sweep the ceiling
while he's up there.

My daddy don't believe me.

He do the bald spot on you?

(laughing)

It don't work on everybody,

just us bald guys.

Yeah, he got me
with that one, too.

You had me going there.

It was the truth.
You don't believe me?

What if I do remember
what she wants to tell you?

Then would you believe me?

Do you remember it?

If you come back I might.

- Of what who wants to tell him?
- His wife.

She wants me
to tell him something.

Probably take out the trash.

He even had me believing he saw

my bald spot from the ceiling,

until I saw a mirror
behind my head.

MAN: We can thank Mom
for those genes.

- Right, dad?
- I hate to burst your bubble, Joe,

but I can see your
bald spot from here.

I think bald is sexy.

- Really?
- Yes.

I have a parrot that
might turn you on.

Are you still living
with that messy thing?

- We're working on our relationship.
- A talking parrot?

- A listening parrot.
- A bird after my own heart.

That's what I do for a living.

- Listen.
- Really?

Gwyn's a grief counselor.

That's why I thought it might be
a good idea for you two to meet.

Is that right?

In fact, I've heard
a lot of clients talk

about the near-death experiences
of their loved ones.

How they wake up talking about
being in a dark tunnel,

- moving toward the light.
- What's your thought on it?

I'm just your parrot.

Just listening.

I can tell you
as an eye surgeon,

it's all very simple.

The tunnel is literally
tunnel vision.

And the white light is the gradual
bleaching-out of the optic screen.

As it grows bigger, it would seem
like you are moving toward it.

How do you explain
their ability to recall

what everyone said
around their deathbed

after they were declared dead?

To describe what the
doctors' were wearing

down to the patterns
on their ties?

FATHER: It's the way
we measure death.

Obviously the brain
is still functioning

on some subliminal level,

soaking up all the last bits
of what's left to hear and see.

That's what you get for having
dinner with a family of doctors.

No discussion about floating
around on the ceiling.

No tunnel, no bright lights.

Next they'll tell us,
there's no Tooth Fairy.

Funny thing is, I thought I
heard him calling out for me.

This kid.

I heard his voice
calling, "Joe."

When I introduced myself to him,

he asked me
if I was Emily's Joe.

He said that Emily
was trying to reach me.

Do you believe she's
trying to reach you?

No, counselor, I don't.

I can give you an hour for free.

Bye, Joe.

You want me to package up
dessert for you?

Sorry.
Use your phone?

Excuse me.

I am kind of busy
at the moment, yeah.

Wasn't there anyone else
who can cover for me tonight?

All right, I understand.
I'll be right over.

I'm sorry. I'd really
like to stay...

No, you wouldn't.
It's too threatening.

It's about unresolved issues

you're not ready
to deal with yet.

Guilt, anger toward
our loved ones.

That's why
we conjure up spirits,

from the Virgin Mary
to our dearly departed,

because we need to talk to them,

not the other way around.

You asked if I thought
she was trying to contact me

and I never answered.
Let me answer now.

She was my ultimate partner,

my best friend and lover,
and I miss her beyond belief.

I also know I'm never going

to see her again, not ever.

I miss beginning to understand
what that means so intensely

that I sometimes wish I didn't
have to wake up anymore.

The last thing I need
is someone telling me

what to feel or how to feel.

Anger? Yeah.

Guilt? You bet.

But I don't need you
crawling up my ass

with a flashlight
to tell me about it.

Keep going, Joe.
This is what you need.

I'll drop you a check
in the mail.

Hi.

Hey.

- What's your name?
- Ben.

- I'm Joe, Ben.
- I know.

I was just admiring
your artwork.

What is it?

She said you should go there.

I'm sorry?

The lady.

The lady in the picture
down the hall.

She said you'd be coming
to see me.

- The nurse?
- They said she was a doctor here.

What doctor?

She wants you to go there.

Go where?

I'm not...

I'm not sure what you mean, Ben.

Go where?

I dreamed of her.

In the ambulance
when I came here.

Then I saw her picture
in the hall.

You know, the lady doctor

in the picture
of the Easter party

with cake on her nose.

Are you talking about
Dr. Darrow?

She died, I guess.

And you dreamed of her?

She wants you to go there.

Go where, Ben?

The rainbow.

That's a rainbow?

This is a rainbow?

Have we met before?

I don't know.

How do you know who I am?

She showed me your face.

A picture?

In my mind.

She said...

I have to come back
to tell you to go there.

To a rainbow?

Yes.

How would I...
How would I do that?

Christine.
The boy in 312.

- Ben?
- Yes.

Did he know my wife?

I don't think so.

He just came in two weeks ago.

Yeah, on the 3rd, in a coma.

Septic shock.
Why, Joe?

Nothing.

Miriam.

The first kid, he calls my name.

I follow him into the I.C.U.,
where he flatlines.

Right? Dies.

Then when he's resuscitated,
he says he saw me

while he's floating
around the ceiling.

And that Emily,
whom he met in a rainbow,

sent him back
to tell me something.

Tell you what?

He doesn't remember.

- But the next kid does.
- You want jelly?

- I got two kinds?
- Are you taking me seriously?

- Yes. Is strawberry okay?
- What does it matter?

Do you hear
what I'm telling you?

I'm just trying to focus
on something real here.

- And you think this isn't?
- Doesn't sound it, so far.

Listen to me, Joe.

After Hannah died,
I saw her everywhere.

She told me I'd know
she was watching over me

if I saw a daisy growing
out of the ground

with all the petals missing
except one.

We used to play She-loves-me,
She-loves-me-not.

And one day, I saw an entire
field of one-petal daisies.

Well, there you go.
How do you explain that?

- I was delusional.
- Well, I'm not, okay?

I had these conversations!

Wait, aren't you the guy
that doesn't believe in heaven?

This isn't heaven.
This is rainbows.

Oh.

And she wants you to join her
inside a rainbow?

According to these kids,
that's accurate.

Well, according to me,
they're putting you on.

- So you think they're lying?
- I'm a lawyer!

Nothing is real
without evidence.

Have you personally
had any experience

with Emily since her death?

And if so,
has it been documented?

- You know the answer. Of course I haven't.
- And why not?

Because I haven't gone
halfway to heaven,

and she has no way
of reaching me!

It does sound nuts, doesn't it?

I wouldn't employ you
in my hospital

if I heard that.

And if I were you,
I'd stay away from there.

Isn't there somewhere
you can go?

I could go on a whitewater trip.

Just what I've always
wanted to see...

- whitewater.
- I'll take care of Bigbird.

Get out of here.

Go see whitewater.

And get your head straight.

Want to see?

They were the last
thing she sent us.

Sorry to break it to you, pal...

but she was cheating on you.

(Fluttering)

It's just a bug, Bigbird.

Attracted to the light.

Let's not get crazy here.

(Soft creaking)

BIGBIRD:
Honey, I'm home.

Honey, I'm home.

(Squeaking)

(Bigbird squawking)

Bigbird!

Bigbird, no!

- (Phone ringing)
- MIRIAM: Hello?

- Miriam.
- Joe?

Miriam, listen to me.
The bird, it's sick.

I had to leave it.
I'm on my way to the hospital.

- Are you okay?
- Actually, I'm not.

I feel...

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

What can I do?

It was acting like it used to
when she'd come home.

I felt like she was there

in the house.

Jesus, Joe.

- I don't know what to do about...
- The bird?

I'll take care of it.

I'll wake up the vet
if I have to.

You just hang in there.

- Okay?
- All right, thanks.

- Is Jeffrey awake?
- Not a good idea right now.

- Is he in his room?
- Visiting hours aren't until 10:00, Joe.

Joe!

Joe.

There was some talk around here

- I think you should know about.
- Where is he?

- Jeffrey?
- He's downstairs getting blood work.

His nurse, is she with him?

Would you just listen
to me for a minute?

She said there was
a nun on the ward

interviewing kids about
near-death experiences.

- Sister Madeline.
- Do you know where she is?

She's no longer
employed here, Joe.

And do you know why?

Because she overstepped
her bounds.

Where is she employed?

Would Chaplain Services know?

Could you leave us alone
for a minute?

- What are you doing?
- You know what I'm doing.

All right.
You gave me permission...

To look in on Emily's kids.
That was two days ago.

- You haven't left since.
- I told you.

- I promised my wife...
- That you'd upset them?

Jeffrey's cardiologist
saw the readout on his EKG

from 2:30 yesterday
and he was damned upset

that your visit put him
under that kind of stress.

What is going on, Joe?

The bird's okay.

He will outlive us all.

I tried to clean up
some of the mess in there.

Overturned lamp, broken vase.

You didn't have to do all that.

I didn't do "all that."

I left some of it
to discuss with you.

That weird picture you told me
the kids were drawing,

the wiggly cross?

Is it the kids drawing it,

or is it you?

'Cause if you did this,
you need some help.

It's all over the windows, too.

Watch the bird for me, will you?

Excuse me.

Excuse me, I'm looking
for Sister Madeline.

- Is that...
- May I ask what this is about?

It's personal.
Is that her?

You'll have to call the
office for an appointment.

- Excuse me!
- Sir.

- Sister Madeline!
- Sir!

Sister Madeline,
could I speak to you?!

- Sir!
- Please!

Please, are you...

Please, are you Sister Madeline?

This is private property,
you are trespassing.

I know. I tried to call.
I'm sorry.

Chaplain Services
only gave me an address.

He'll call the police.

Please.
Just five minutes!

You people have done
enough damage.

- You don't understand!
- You don't!

No more journalists.
No more interviews.

I'm not a journalist.
I'm a...

I'm a doctor.

I'm head of emergency services

at Chicago Memorial Hospital.

Joe Darrow.

- Emily's Joe?
- Yes.

That's why I need
to talk to you.

I need to know about your work.

I've called the police.
I'd advise you to leave.

- It's all right. He's not a journalist.
- He's still trespassing.

- I'm sorry.
- We agreed to hire Sister Madeline

with the understanding
that her presence

wouldn't cause any disturbances.

- (School bell rings)
- Sister.

The police respond quickly.
I'd advise you to leave.

Do you have business
at the school, sir?

- I beg your pardon?
- Step over here, please.

(Radio chatter)

SISTER MADELINE: And I
realized that in an age

when no one believes
in miracles anymore,

I was witnessing miracles
every day.

And the Pediatric Oncology ward

was the perfect laboratory

to study it...
The near-death experience.

Being kids, they were more open

to what happens
on the other side.

You're convinced it's not
just in their minds?

Just in their minds?

What we're
experiencing right now

could be just in your mind.

You're a doctor because you
dreamed of being one, right?

You imagined that for yourself.

If we can create this world

with what we imagine,
why not the next?

So you're saying belief...

Gets us there.

Did Emily believe?

Because I think she got there.

I believe she's trying
to contact me.

Two kids have seen her.

One was flatlined,
another in a coma.

In the tunnel?

In a rainbow,

trying to tell me something,
something urgent.

But I don't know what.

And they...

And they draw this after...

After they've seen her.

Have you ever seen this before?

No.

I don't know.

Am I...

Am I just going nuts?

As nuts as Christopher Columbus

thinking there was
another side to the earth.

Talk to an anesthesiologist,
they'll tell you.

There are a hundred steps
on the ladder of consciousness

between being fully alert

and being dead.

To put a patient under,

they bring them down
only to the 10th rung.

Beneath that is a descending

gray scale like the depths

of an ocean no one has explored.

You see, in those depths,

those murky depths,
she's finding them.

The children.

They're her conduit
because she knew

you'd find your way to them.

Stay close to them.

Be with them
when they slip away,

so you can be with them
when they first awaken,

before the details fade.

One of them...

will come back with the answer.

- Careful, careful.
- Watch your back.

- Release form?
- I'll get it.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

We're taking him to 215.
Where is it?

- Down on the right.
- Careful with the transfer.

- Keep it pumping.
- Right here.

- Hook him to the ventilator.
- I'll get the monitor.

This is Jeanette in Nephrology,

I need to speak
to Dr. Dickinson.

Dr. Darrow!
Yes, it is an emergency.

No, I can't hold.
Keep me on the line.

Dr. Dickinson, we've got
a healthy kidney up here.

Just Dr. Darrow. Joe.

- Yeah.
- I'm on my way over to harvest a kidney.

- And I want you to protect it for me.
- Tell me what to do.

They're coming for other organs,
but that kidney is mine.

I want that made clear
in case anybody

choppers in
and tries to grab it.

Stay on top of his vitals.
Don't leave the room,

and hold off the vultures. I don't want
anybody cutting until I get there.

- Consider it done.
- Put Jeanette back on the phone, buddy.

- I'm 10 minutes away.
- Jeanette.

Yes, sir?

- Dr. Dickinson?
- Darrow.

They told me not to leave him,

but I've got to get this
monitor over to the recipient.

I'll keep watch in here.

Ventilator's set at 16.

That ought to keep
the organs fresh.

(Helicopter approaching)

(beeps)

(beeping)

PATIENT: Joe.

Joe.

EMILY:
Come closer.

Dear God.

- We're from Lakeview, what room's the donor in?
- 215, first on the right.

MEDEVAC: Tell air support
we'll be right up.

We're from Lakeview in Lansing.

We have a heart recipient
prepped and ready to go.

- You're not supposed to be in here.
- Are you Dickinson?

- Get out. Just get out.
- Take it easy, doctor.

- Get them out of here. Get everyone one...
- No, no, it's okay.

Dickinson's
in the parking structure.

He said, "Let's move them
both into surgery."

- Wait! Okay?
- Hey, Joe,

- It's all right.
- It's not all right.

He's not ready to be moved.

What are we waiting for?
Come on, move him out.

Charlie, wait a sec.

This man's not dead.

The brain scan jumped.
I saw it.

I saw it on the monitor.

Come on, Joe,
it's flat as a pancake.

Come on!
Let's move him out of here.

Charlie, listen.

Something's going on.
Don't do this yet.

- Don't kill this man.
- Get ahold of yourself. This man is dead.

- He spoke to me.
- Joe, please.

- I'm telling you.
- This man can not speak...

It was Emily!
It was her voice!

- I am not crazy!
- You back off.

- Don't talk like this.
- You got to...

You got to listen to me.
Just a sec.

Charlie, just hold off
for one minute.

- Leave me alone with him.
- This is nuts, Joe.

Come on, get him inside!

- Hey! Hey!
- Easy! Easy!

- Back off, man!
- Get inside!

Somebody get security!

- Get him out of here!
- For God's sake, Joe!

- Charlie!
- Get Security, will you?!

- One fucking minute!
- Get him out here!

- Grab his hand!
- Joe!

We need Security in 2 south,
right away.

JOE:
Please listen to me!

MAN ♪1: I'll run down and
get it out of my trunk.

MAN ♪2:
All right.

How's it going, Doc?

(Police radio chatter)

JOE:
Thanks for coming down.

- You posted bail?
- First offense.

I got it waived.

I also spoke to the hospital
administrator who's willing

to drop all charges if you agree
to take a lengthy sabbatical.

I'll bet.

He said you claimed a brain-dead
organ donor spoke to you.

- Is that true?
- No.

Good.

It was Emily.

Speaking through him.

You know, I could almost understand it
with the kids, because they all knew her.

Of course they're going
to dream about her,

she was key to their survival.

Okay, how about the kid
who never laid eyes on her?

- What kid?
- The kid I told you about in the kitchen.

The first time he ever met her
was in a coma, remember?

I've got his admission records
to prove it.

That's evidence, right?
Isn't that what you wanted?

She's trying to reach me
and she's becoming desperate.

Why? Why desperate?

You don't think
she's still alive?

If a kid could see her
in a coma,

why couldn't she be trying
to communicate from one?

There were no survivors!

The Venezuelan government searched
the jungle for almost a month.

- And never found her!
- Exactly.

And that's why
we're here tonight.

Because you never saw her
body and never got closure.

Emily's dead, Joe.

That's what this is all about,

your refusal to accept that.

Look, I understand it.

If I hadn't seen Hannah's body,

I wouldn't have
believed it either.

I'd still be waiting for her to
come home just like you are.

You have to end this.

You've got to do the hard stuff.

Like I did.
Like everyone does.

You got to clean out
the closets,

empty the drawers,

and take down the
vacancy sign that says,

"Emily's ghost
is welcome here."

And get on with your
life without her.

(Softly)
Right.

What about that rafting trip?

What do you mean?
What about it?

Well, anything to get
your mind off of this.

- You think I should go?
- Maybe I'll go with you.

I'm mean with a paddle.

The river's up
this time of year.

It's gone from a two-point
difficulty to a five.

I want us all to go home,

and go over our river maps.

Note the hazard points,
the portages, the waterfalls.

- Check out these safari pants.
- It says to pack light.

- I'm just bringing my thong.
- I'm bringing my camera.

It better be disposable,
because it's likely

that everything's gonna go in the drink.
Speaking of drink...

- Here's to adventure.
- Yeah.

- Adventure.
- Adventure.

What do you think?

I think it's an idea
whose time has come.

No, I mean, do you
think it will sell?

The agent said
it needed a paint job.

Get what you can and get out.

- Leave the memories behind.
- You didn't after Hannah died.

Yeah, but I didn't have
corpses playing

ventriloquist with me either.

I'm gonna miss you, Joe.

I'm gonna miss your waffles.

Would you show it for me
if I'm gone for a week?

- I'm taking that Whitewater trip.
- With pleasure.

It's good to see you
joining the world again.

(Soft thumps)

(soft rattling)

(door hinges creaking)

- HAL: Hello?
- Hal, reading the map of the river,

there's a symbol.

Two wavery lines that
crisscross in the middle.

Waterfalls. Put a big red
circle around those.

We'll have to portage there.

They're too high
this time of year.

Joe?

A rainbow.

- You are the doctor?
- Yes.

Muy bien.

(Speaking Spanish)

- Is my pilot here?
- That is me.

Victor.

- I take your bags.
- You've been flying long?

Don't worry, I know how.

You have a license, right?

Sí, pretty much.

Juanajuapa.

Juanajuapa.
You've been there?

Sí, Juanajuapa.

This is it, right?

With the waterfall?

I don't know.

I've only been there
in the dry season.

- Is my interpreter here?
- The Yanomami speak little Spanish.

I speak a little Guaharibo.

You talk to them through me.

Okay, we go.

Is that your girlfriend
in the picture?

It's my wife.
Used to be.

You come to get her back?

In a way, I guess.

There was an accident here
last spring.

A bus that washed away
on the road.

- The Red Cross?
- Yes, that's right.

You can probably see it now
that the river's not so high.

It's just up ahead.
It's on the way.

The rock slide took
more than just a bus.

It isolated an entire tribe
from the outside world.

Can you see it?
Down there?

Nobody lived.

The Yanomami are still wearing
some of their clothing.

That's Juanajuapa up ahead.

Some of the bodies
washed out of the bus,

down the river
and right into the village.

The guides we are meeting,

they work with all
the tribes in the area.

Did I mention
they don't like outsiders?

It's a good thing
you have me with you.

(Speaking Guaharibo)

(continuing in Guaharibo)

(Guaharibo)

(Guaharibo)

He says he cannot
take you to the village.

But for a price...

he can take you to their graves.

(Thunder rumbles)

- Señor?
- Yeah?

Señor.

We should go.

They, uh...

they wouldn't know, would they,

which... body
was buried where?

If the weather gets any worse,

we don't get out of here.

And that's no good for nobody.

(Speaking Guaharibo)

Señores.

Señores, uh...

my wife.

- Su esposa.
- Mi esposa.

- Red Cross.
- (translating)

Where?

- Donde?
- Where? Donde?

Does anybody know where?

Which one?

(Speaking Guaharibo)

What?
What are they saying?

They say they know her.

What's he saying now?
What's he saying now?

He wants to take you
to the village.

And he says no,
you need permission.

What's he saying?
What the hell is he saying?

I don't know!

(Arguing in Guaharibo)

Señor!

You cannot go into the village!

It is forbidden!
Señor!

Señor! Señor, stop!

Señor.

We can return
with government people,

but you must come back
with me, now!

I said now!

No, no, no...

BEN:
She wants you to go there.

- MIRIAM: Join her.
- JEFFREY: Joe!

- Can't you hear me?
- EMILY: Joe?!

EMILY:
Joe!

SISTER MADELINE: A hundred steps
on the ladder of consciousness.

- MIRIAM: No survivors.
- JOE: Where's her body?!

MIRIAM:
Think she's still alive?

- JOE: Emily!
- EMILY: Joe!

Listen to me!

(Screaming)

(coughing)

You are one crazy son of a bitch.
You know that?

You're lucky to be alive.

You were not breathing.
It's been over an hour.

Get up.

We will cross
the river downstream.

With a little bit of luck,

we can get to the airstrip
before nightfall.

She lived through
the bus accident.

She made it to the village.

You cannot go to the village!

Stop! I cannot go back
without you.

They'll take away my license!

Stop, Señor!

Señor!

Stop!
Don't do this!

Señor!

The man said
we must have permission.

I've got permission.

No one's keeping me
out of there.

(Shouting in Guaharibo)

(all speaking Guaharibo)

Please.

Please.

Please.

My wife.

Did you know her?

Mi esposa.

Did you know her?

Mi esposa.

(Guaharibo)

Doctore.

Doctore. Mi esposa.

Mi esposa.

The waterfall.

She was here.

(Speaking Guaharibo)

Come here.

She says they knew her alive.

She came to help them...

until the river
brought her back.

Dying.

They could not save her body,

but they saved her soul.

(Baby cooing)

Jenuati.

Jenuati.

She said, "Dragonfly."

JOE: I don't know if
Emily ever saw her,

at least while she was
of mind and body.

And I don't know how the baby
survived premature,

so small and fragile
in the middle of a jungle.

What I do know
is that Emily made sure

our child found her way
into my arms.

What she taught me in life,
she taught me in death.

To trust.
To have faith.

Because, as a friend
of mine once said,

"It's belief
that gets us there."

♪ Come ♪

♪ Come out and play ♪

♪ We miss your face ♪

♪ And the funny things
you say ♪

♪ Be ♪

♪ Just be yourself ♪

♪ And nothing else ♪

♪ Will push you away ♪

♪ And I feel ♪

♪ So much love ♪

♪ When it's all mixed up ♪

♪ It wraps itself around me ♪

♪ Star ♪

♪ We knew you well ♪

♪ Yeah, all too well ♪

♪ And there's nothing
left to hide ♪

♪ Don't hide ♪

♪ And I feel ♪

♪ So much love ♪

♪ When it's so mixed up ♪

♪ It wraps itself around me ♪

♪ And you get what you want ♪

♪ And you know what you need ♪

♪ And you tag me I'm it ♪

♪ Olly-oxen you're free ♪

♪ Let me play on your side ♪

♪ Let me be on your team ♪

♪ Let me state my case ♪

♪ Don't go away ♪

♪ Find ♪

♪ What you already are ♪

♪ Where it's not too close ♪

♪ But never too far ♪

♪ Don't go too far ♪

♪ Too far ♪

♪ And I feel ♪

♪ So much love ♪

♪ When it's all mixed up ♪

♪ It wraps itself
around me ♪

♪ Me, me ♪

♪ And I feel ♪

♪ So much love,
so much love ♪

♪ When it's all mixed up ♪

♪ It wraps itself
around me ♪

♪ And I feel ♪

♪ So much love ♪

♪ When it's all mixed up ♪

♪ It wraps itself around me. ♪

(New Age music playing)