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Ehrlich, do you have anything else to do?

Yes, sir.

Oh, Dr. Westphall.

Actually, I've been waiting to talk to you, sir.

What for?

Today's the day you're going to give me my community service assignment.

Yep.

Ehrlich, do you have a quarter?

Um, no.

He's good for it.

Yes, sir.

Let me say, sir, that I'm ready, willing, and able to do my volunteer best.

Clear.

Oh, he's in V-tech, damn it.

Well, not now, Mom.

Okay, this one, uh, body car, let's go again, huh?

No, it's not now, Dad, I can do it, okay?

I can do it.

I can do it.

If he just had a rhythm, then... Dr. Chandler.

Dr. Chandler.

Huh?

You were dreaming.

What?

The patient lived.

I don't know.

Well, you wouldn't believe all the people coming in and out of this hospital.

I mean, there's reporters, FBI, Secret Service.

Dead Endicott's a big news.

That's what it was in a dream.

Senator Endicott.

I kept telling Douglas his father was dead.

I kept trying to tell him, but no words came out.

Looked like you made the history books yesterday.

Presidential candidate assassinated, and you pronounced it.

You know, in a dream, I was the one who pulled the trigger.

So, where are you sending me, sir?

Talented doctor with surgical skills and a splash of OBGYN.

I probably need it all over town.

Southside Youth Center.

Team doctor, sports medicine, plenty of injuries, good.

You'll be giving a series of lectures on health and hygiene to the kids.

Most of them truants and dropouts.

Oh.

Well, fine.

Great.

Be there at noon, huh?

Okay.

With bells on, sir.

Give entirely of my medical insight and personal experience.

Why didn't he stay in Africa?

Excuse me.

You better not be taking that to on-call.

A public CPR class.

I'm filling in for Dr. Kiley through his back-out, kick-starting the triumph.

I want a flag on my father's casket whenever it is in public.

Are they moving?

Are they moving the senator?

Douglas wants the topsy-dum at Bethesda.

What's wrong with here?

No, no, make that EDT an hour later.

Uncle Jay will be accompanying the body on the plane.

I heard the assassin tried to hang himself in jail last night.

Would have saved the taxpayer's court costs.

All you people in the Senate office need to keep the constituency reassured.

I want us to come across strong and composed.

Call me back in 45.

All right.

I'll need a place for a press conference later.

And I'm having our lawyers check on the hospital's liability.

Security around here is pretty lax.

How's my grandmother?

Stable.

Resting.

Good.

When do you plan to tell her what happened?

Well, is she well enough to handle the news?

She's sleeping after her pain medication.

I'd like her to have a little more time.

All right, look, I've got a lot of arrangements to make.

You doctors know more about her health, so why don't you deliver the news when the time is right?

Augusta has wit.

Gordon had savvy, but that one?

What's the opposite of charisma?

How's the knee?

Oh, it's okay, I guess.

You know, I started making a list of my sexual contacts.

Went all the way back to the beginning just for the hell of it.

Janie Downing.

Worst girl I ever fell in love with.

She, uh, wore pink lipstick, chewed cinnamon gum.

I started carrying her cello, and then, uh, one day I kissed her, and then...

One day she let me put my hand underneath her sweater.

Nothing there, but I'll never forget the feeling.

I love women, Jack.

That's why I'm having this trouble now.

I always was attracted to nice girls.

But when I couldn't find them, I locked my wallet and my watch in the

glove compartment and headed for the combat zone.

You ever been with a hooker?

No.

Really?

Not even when you were in school in Mexico?

Nina was with me.

Adjust the drip.

Yeah.

Bizarre.

You pay, they do anything, anytime.

No, not for me.

You know, I always thought I'd get nailed by a stroke.

Something with my heart.

I've scheduled you for ceramic treatments once a week.

You know about the side effects?

I hope this stuff works.

Well, it's supposed to slow up the virus.

Antiviral?

Those are pop guns against AIDS.

All's we're doing is buying a few more sexless, sleepless nights.

You tell anybody besides Westphall?

Not exactly the kind of thing you advertise.

I'll be back to check on you later.

Can I get you something?

You really should rest.

Mrs. Endicott?

Who is that?

It's Nurse Rosenthal.

And you're doing fine.

Your grandson is here.

I brought your grandmother's rings back.

She was concerned about having them removed before surgery.

I can understand why.

Mark, you asked me to let you know when Mrs. Endicott's awake.

Vital is all stable.

Arterial and wedge pressures are normal.

Heart is in regular sinus rhythm.

Michael is with her.

He's in pretty rough shape.

Witnessed his father's murder.

FBI kept him awake all night asking questions.

Poor kid.

Better go in.

I'll tell her if you like.

I can handle it.

As chief of services, it's probably my task to perform.

She's my patient.

She's my friend.

Just stay in the background.

I'll be talking.

What happened to your hand?

Mrs. Endicott?

Augusta, how are you feeling?

A little confused.

That's natural, after bypass surgery.

No.

Something's wrong.

Where's everyone?

Maggie and Jay?

Where's your father?

It's Gordon.

This time.

Last night, he was shot.

My son.

Okay, let's everybody listen up now.

Squeezing and poking may give you good marrow splashing now and then,

but the best weapon against these papules, pustules, and cysts is vigorous facial washing.

Now, St. Helens, no.

An angry blackhead.

Question.

Yeah, my girlfriend's Catholic and she won't take the pill.

What should I do?

We're talking about teenage acne here, not mortal sins.

That'll be next week.

Okay, I promise not to pick my face, but I need some advice.

You see, the chick wants me to wear the sock in the relationship, only I hate wearing socks.

Nobody likes showering in a raincoat, but it sure beats missing the prom because you couldn't find a babysitter.

How old were you when you lost your virginity?

When one loses one's virginity depends upon a lot of things.

Emotional maturity, sexual development, luck.

So how old were you?

Um, gee, that was long.

That was a long time ago.

What, 16, 17?

Yeah, yeah.

Which?

16 or 17?

23.

Okay, fine.

Time for your physicals.

Um, Lewis Appleton.

Lewis Appleton, Luis, Louis, Louster.

Uh, right here.

You're in the wrong group, Sonny.

Elementary program starts next week.

I'm 15, you dweeb.

Look, I've got a lot of other future convicts to examine here.

I don't have time for games.

Run along now.

Shoot.

This is my group.

I'm 15.

Will you ask anybody?

Okay, fine.

I've tried to pass myself off in a few taverns when I was your age, too.

Okay, what was the year before the year you were born?

1970.

This way.

On the scale, please.

Take that.

Ooh, yeah.

Ooh, 85 pounds.

Four foot one, small for your age.

It's the way I am, okay?

Fine, up on the table.

Your general health's okay?

That can take you.

The average height for a boy of 15 is five foot five, unless you're a Gurkha.

If you don't believe me, you can cut off my arm and count the rings.

Breathe deep.

Just the same, I'd like to take you into the hospital for some tests.

I hate hospitals.

Well, I just don't want to see you playing Little League the rest of your life.

Nothing wrong.

I'm being short.

As long as Disney's hiring.

Hey, come on.

Come on.

I'm just kidding.

Lewis.

Lewis.

What did I say?

You set Louie off, huh?

Hurt the little guy's feelings.

Hey, it doesn't take much.

You know, I was sent down here to give myself to the community.

Bring medicine to the masses.

Help, not humiliate.

Failed my responsibility.

Dr. Westphall probably never took shots at starving Zulus.

Well, you're a sensitive type, huh?

I've tried to be.

See?

How about getting on the scale?

How about you watch?

How about you watch?

Okay, minutes up.

Check for a pulse.

Not too far up.

Here.

Okay, no pulse.

Start your breaths.

Okay, back to compressions.

Find the xiphoid process.

Harder.

You know, I was really surprised to see you here.

Signed up last week.

Keep your shoulders open.

Over the victim.

Listen, I've been trying to get up enough nerve to ask you out.

I mean, after Jack's birthday.

Breaths and keep going.

So what do you say?

The dummy will die.

I don't care about Jack.

Okay,

you just broke the guy's ribs.

So is that a yes?

Yes.

Great, you can stop now.

Did you just put me through all that to get a date?

Well, if you can do a good job with me distracting you, you'll have it licked.

That's when it comes to the real thing.

You're a strange guy, Fiscus.

That's what you like about me, isn't it?

Yes.

Class dismissed.

Luther!

Mrs. Undercott's family Bible is missing from her room.

Will you check for the cleaning staff?

A lot of stuff's missing.

The senator's clothes disappeared from the morgue.

Who would want bloody clothes?

Government cover-up, maybe?

Of what?

Who knows?

Warren heard the senator didn't really die.

Just a vegetable hidden on the sixth floor.

He's checking it out.

Jack, is that treatment we schedule for next week?

No.

Cancel it.

The patient doesn't want to continue treatment.

Hey, Bob.

Heard you're having your scar removed.

Changed my mind, Fiscus.

You want a second opinion?

No.

I'm keeping it.

That's who I am.

I liked you better when you were just another pretty face.

Way off, Fiscus.

Why, anything you say, Mom.

Wayne, Bob has got AIDS.

Brush up on your punchlines, Boomer.

I'm serious.

I've been treating him.

No way.

Oh, I can't stand seeing Graham cry.

Are you packed yet?

You're taking a 5 O'clock shuttle to Washington to help Aunt Meg.

No, I'm sitting here with Graham.

She's taken care of.

I'm looking into moving her tomorrow.

We need you elsewhere, Sarah.

Would you just stop ordering me around?

Sarah, will you get a hold of yourself, please?

The limo will pick you up in an hour.

Let me help you.

Come on.

In the emergency room, they pulled back the curtain, and my uncle's chest was all

open, and his face was blue, and they just couldn't stop bleeding.

It's all right.

Take it easy.

There you go.

All right, just breathe with it.

How long have you been having contractions?

Every few hours.

I started last night.

Can I have a wheelchair, please, right now?

Just relax.

You'll be all right.

We're holding a press conference this afternoon at four.

You'll get all your questions about Mrs. Endicott answered then.

Come in.

No, no pictures.

Bye.

Hi.

Hi.

Busy day?

Yeah, worse than the heat during Dr. Craig's transplant.

The hospital's closed to the press, so they're all calling me.

Maybe I'll come back later.

What do you need?

Personal.

It's okay, if you don't mind interruptions.

Have a seat.

You look good.

How you been?

I've been terrific.

Engaged.

Yeah.

Comes complete with a cottage in Marshfield and two children from his first marriage.

Instant family.

Cute kids.

I love them.

We laugh, share secrets.

I had a great month off.

Up at the Mountaineer's farm.

Cattle and horses.

Wow, right there on the Chesapeake.

I remember hearing you talk about the oysters.

Took my frustrations out chopping firewood.

Ran six miles a day.

Damn roosters got me up to crack a dawn.

I'd never hurt you, Joan, I swear.

You've got to believe that.

I'm not holding a grudge.

I feel the same way about you.

I've got AIDS.

Are you sure?

Yep.

Oh, Bobby, I am so sorry.

Me too.

No, no calls.

Is there anything I can do?

Well, it'd probably be a good idea for you to get a blood test, but I'm sure you have no reason to worry.

Oh, my God.

If the HTLV-3 study shows a presence of antibodies, I'd recommend a two-cell count.

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

I really am sorry.

How's your hand?

It hurts.

Can I look at it?

Oh, it's okay.

Listen, I'm sorry about breaking the glass the other day.

I'll send you a check.

I've done a few things like that in my lifetime, too, you know.

Broke a telephone once.

Oh, aren't you going to offer your condolences?

I mean, everybody else has.

Some guy I've never even seen before told me he felt like he'd just lost a good friend.

A lot of people admired your father, you know.

Yeah.

Oh, I got my test back.

Dr. Chandler says I've got the family curse.

Hemochromatosis.

To drain off a pint of blood each week.

Phlebotomy will bring your iron levels back to normal.

Open up the veins and let out all the evil spirits.

Blood letting.

Like the dark ages.

I mean, it makes sense, doesn't it?

You fall into the thorns, you bleed.

That's what people want from us.

I stood there and watched my father get blown away.

I heard him die.

I was standing in his blood.

Damn it!

I don't want any more of this family.

It's time to hit the cell.

I am gone!

Who's there?

Uh, is Lewis home?

Who wants to know?

Dr. Victor Ehrlich from the Southside Youth Center.

I'm Lewis's father.

What's the problem?

Donald told me about the diagnosis.

It's a damn tough break.

Step upper lip, right?

What's this I hear about you staying?

Gonna work till I can't.

Are you out of your mind?

Have you had your teeth cleaned lately?

Dentists are wearing masks and gloves.

Nobody's fooling around with this thing.

What am I supposed to do, fold a tent and walk away?

Everybody you touch will have to be told.

My medical status is confidential.

In this place, are you kidding?

When the word gets out, we'll be able to fire a Cannon down the hall without hitting a patient.

Bobby, I don't take any pleasure asking you to leave.

I brought you up here from Duke myself, but for crying out loud.

What's it been, two years?

Never knew you were a fag.

I'm not.

Doesn't make any difference.

You're still out.

Understand something, you little bastard.

I'm the one who'll decide when it's time to leave this hospital.

Not you.

I sent Lewis to the bakery outlet.

Didn't seem to be sick.

Ah, thank you.

Um, your son's general health seems to be fine, but I'm concerned about Lewis's height, or lack of it.

He's not growing normally.

Lewis is not like us.

He's just short.

May not be talking genetics here.

There's many different kinds of dwarfism.

Chondroplastic, micromelic, ricketic, renal, pituitary.

The beat goes on.

Some conditions are treatable, some aren't.

I'd like to bring him into St. Eligius and see what we're up against.

Look, we took Lewis to a doctor last year.

He told us there was nothing we could do except let nature take its course.

Yeah, and he charged us 200 bucks.

Did the guy take x-rays, run the proper blood tests?

Well, that kind of dough should have taken us to dinner and a movie.

Dr. Ehrlich, when I was a kid, my parents dragged me to all sorts of specialists.

They ran electricity.

They threw my bones.

They put me in traction.

They even tried to stretch my legs.

They did everything except wave a magic wand over Vern.

We do not want to put our son through that kind of torture.

Build his hopes up just to have him knocked down?

No thanks.

The best thing we can do for Louis is just help him accept who the hell he is.

Sage Parental Counseling, but if we can correct Louis' problem... Problem?

To you, maybe it's a problem.

To us, it's just the way we are.

Yes, we're different, not handicapped.

What is in it for you?

Are you working on commission?

Hey, I know what it's like to be set apart, cast adrift by one's peers.

I towered over everyone in the third grade, the humiliation, the name-calling,

the bitter sting.

All right, all right.

We'll think it over.

Thanks for listening to Reason.

Well, I hate to sip and run, but duty calls.

Leonardo Da Vinci.

It's a reproduction.

Mrs. Indicott, I'm Dr. Chandler.

I thought you'd like to know that you're a great doctor.

My granddaughter just had a son.

Are they all right?

Yes, yes.

The baby was a little early, but everyone's fine.

Good news.

Thank God.

When can I see them?

She's in recovery.

Who?

Sarah.

Just had a baby.

Why wasn't I notified?

Well, there wasn't enough time.

She had an emergency C-section.

Family should have been consulted.

Douglas.

Douglas.

Hi, Phil.

Would you call our press secretary?

Give him the details.

He'll want to get a release out.

Sarah and her little boy are fine.

It's not like I'm promiscuous or a drug user.

I don't deserve this.

We're dealing with an infectious disease, not punishment for moral backsliding.

I'll have the results for you in the morning.

And I'm supposed to sleep tonight?

Ah, Joan, did you speak to the lawyers about our liability in the senator's death?

Not yet.

Will you have a moment, then?

Yeah.

Getting your marriage license already?

No, I'm just, uh, having a few tests done.

Saw a young PTA the other day.

Had on a cap much like the one I used to wear.

Ear flaps.

Even if you were exposed to the virus, the chances are pretty good that you won't develop the disease.

How long before I'd show symptoms?

Why don't we wait till we get the results before we worry about that?

Jack, stop being calming and supportive.

I want to know what I'm up against.

The incubation period can be anywhere from one to at least five years.

And then you die.

What a day.

You're not kidding.

This place has been a zoo.

Aftermath of a national tragedy.

A cakewalk compared to what I've been through.

Ridiculed by hoodlums, watch got stolen, angered an elven family.

What the hell are you doing?

Hey, listen, I got a couple of 20s.

What's in the bag?

Hey, no harm done.

It's in the car's Bible.

That's a piece of history you're holding there.

Get the hell out of here.

All right, take it easy.

I'm a collector.

Get out of here, sicko!

Hey.

Q.R.E., heavy class three.

Death in a bottle.

Got another one?

Up here to take out eight or ten of your closest enemies.

What are you going to do with all this?

Patient's got a headache.

Way to cure it for good.

Couldn't get him to nurse it first.

Can't put any nipple in his mouth.

He'd push it out, and we'd start again.

My youngest wouldn't get near me when he was born, but your baby seems to have the right idea.

I'll be right back.

He's an endicott, all right.

Noble brow, patrician nose.

Sarah, what I said the other day about your baby being more fodder for the family curse.

I'm sorry.

I got you this downstairs.

She's got a little baby, too.

Take care.

Where are you going?

I'll let you know when I get there.

Nepal.

Nepal.

Nepal.

New Jersey, it doesn't matter.

Have you told Graham?

Not yet.

Hey, you.

Long life.

And loud music.

Bye, Michael.

Wayne, what's the green stuff growing in your bathtub?

I don't know.

It was here when I moved in.

Well, for your next birthday, you're getting a clean one.

She's a cleaning lady.

She's going to want hazard pay.

Candlelight, soft music.

This is a first-class seduction.

You don't have to look away.

I'm about to get into bed with you.

Well, I'm trying to rediscover old-fashioned romance.

I like a surprise.

Bodies are a variation on a theme.

Well, your variation is warm.

Your feet are cold.

I was starting to think this was never going to happen.

And then whenever I was interested in you, you had the heat for what's-her-name.

What about you and Boomer?

At his birthday party, I started thinking that we ought to give it another try,

you know, but it wouldn't work.

Boomer's like a brother.

Anyway, here we are.

On the threshold of a great about-time.

I couldn't be happier.

I really have fun with you.

But will you respect me in the morning?

That depends.

Bobby, are you there?

Anybody in there?

Bobby?

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Cynthia, what's the problem?

I didn't mean to.

You have to help me.

It's okay.

I was going to take a bath.

Take it easy.

I started the tub, and my friend called, and I forgot all about it.

And now there's water everywhere.

I know.

It got in your place, too.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Pay back, I promise.

Hey, it was an accident.

They're gonna kill me.

I told my mom and dad I was old enough, and I didn't need a sitter.

And now they'll never trust me again.

They don't have to know.

We'll clean it up.

You'll really help me?

Sure.

Just let me get a mop.

Thank you.

Oh, hold it.

I'm coming down with a cold.

Don't want you to catch anything.

No more tears, okay?

One too many flaming sambucas?

I have four or five questions I have to ask you first.

Okay, um, I was on a pill, but I didn't like what it did to my breast,

so now I use a diaphragm.

I like extended foreplay, morning coffee, cream, no sugar.

Have you had a blood test recently?

Mm-hmm, last fall.

I don't know if syphilis, if that's what you're worried about.

Um, no gonorrhea, herpes, chlamydia, no creepy crawlies either.

Have you had a blood test for AIDS?

What?

What?

I decided to get myself tested today.

Do you think you have AIDS?

No.

I don't know.

I don't know if I want to know.

Then why did you have the test?

Paranoid.

Someone in the hospital has the disease.

A friend of mine.

Straight, as far as I know.

Where do you think you could have gotten AIDS?

You know, they say people are at risk as far back as 77.

I was in college.

I was learning to make paste.

V.D.

Was no B.D.

They were handing out penicillin like it was candy at the university clinic.

People I'm in college with are more interested in getting into law school.

Free love was our birthright.

We'd get stoned on bad homegrown, put on the dad role and the rushes down by the riverside.

Nobody ever told us there'd be a price.

Okay.

Talk me out of it.

Douglas, please stop pacing.

Mrs. Endicott, what is this nonsense about your leaving?

I never okayed a transfer.

I'm concerned about my grandmother's security in this hospital, and I would feel more comfortable...

Your comfort doesn't concern me.

Her safety does.

Your condition is stable, but the next few days is a critical post-op period.

We've already set up a hospital suite at the compound.

Oh, Graham, I've got to talk to you.

Michael, what do you think?

Should I stay here at St. Eligius or recuperate in the cave?

That's up to you.

You have everything you need here.

Except salt air.

I do miss my blue water view.

I wonder if you'd see to the arrangements for me, Dr. Craig.

Against medical advice and over my strong objection.

Duly noted.

You should listen to your doctors and not to these pretenders to the throne.

You think you could manage a clean lacrosse Jersey for dad's funeral?

Douglas, will you stop?

You've done nothing but make demands and give orders.

Well, somebody has to keep this family together because God knows it's coming apart at the seams.

Browbeating is not leadership.

People look to the etiquettes to encourage and inspire.

We've won their trust and respect instead of seizing it through self-importance.

What more do you want from me?

My father died, too.

You shouldn't be so hard on him.

Even when you were a small child, your grandfather recognized your compassion.

Grandma, I came to say goodbye.

I see.

If you leave, you have my blessing.

But know one thing about being an Endicott.

You bring the burden and the gift of your legacy into every situation.

They can't be left behind.

Hop on up there, get in that robe.

Sorry about the low blows before.

No hard feelings, I hope.

I didn't like you yesterday, and you have not improved with age.

So why don't you just can the chat and cut to the chase?

How long before I get a crack at Ms. 5'5"?

Assuming you're a candidate for the synthetic growth hormones, have the injections three times a week for nine months.

Wait three months, then continue the shots.

Should clock in at 5'5 by the time you're 17.

Hey, hey!

Wait till I'm in the fallout shelter.

Hey, am I gonna grow all over in proportion?

My hands, my feet, my, uh... Lewis, come on.

We're not breeding bulls here.

Go ahead.

You're recommended.

There is a lengthy wait.

Admission, please.

Tim?

You got the test results on patient 1-3-5-7-2-0.

1-3-5-7-2-0.

Who's the blonde?

Joan Halloran.

Ice maiden of hospital services?

Hey, Joan.

Tim Treadway.

Guy who sends you the hate mail about the busted Coulter counter?

Joan, are you gonna do something about getting a new one during this millennium, maybe?

We're a little backed up right now.

Oh, you're backed up.

So I have to pipette my own blood samples, find a microscope that's working, and go blind counting platelets.

Tim.

You know what they call 500 bureaucrats at the bottom of the Charles River?

A start.

Here it is.

H-T-L-V-3 antibody assay.

I've got to go to the bathroom.

Plain as a whistle.

I'm only going along with this because you insisted.

It's a couple of tests.

What's the big deal?

I just don't want Lewis to be part of a science experiment.

I've got some bad news.

Lewis won't be able to wear your hand-me-downs, Mr. Appleton.

The x-rays are normal.

Growth plates in the bones are open.

We can start him on growth hormones ASAP.

I'm so happy for you, dear.

Yeah, I won't be a shrimp anymore.

Mr. Appleton?

Did you hear that?

Shrimp!

That's what he's going to be calling his old man.

You want what's best for your son, don't you?

Of course I do.

He's my son.

Then what's the problem?

Lewis is starting to talk about girls lately.

Do you think he's going to want to bring them home to meet us?

You're a family.

If you love each other, I don't see what's going to change.

When I was a boy, there was a kid on my street.

His parents were from Italy, and they had an accent.

He was ashamed of them.

Every time his mother called him for dinner, he acted as if he didn't know who they were.

Wait a second.

Lewis, come here.

Come down here.

Okay.

Now this is where he's going to be by summer.

Here by graduation.

What's the difference?

I'll always look up to you, Dad.

Came to say goodbye.

Sorry to run out on such short notice, Donald.

Where are you headed?

California.

Got to work part-time at an AIDS hospice.

Spend the rest of the day reading.

Shakespeare, history, all the great novels.

Everything that I didn't have time to do because I was too busy studying science.

Single malt.

It's good stuff.

On me.

Thank you.

I almost saved myself the trouble of packing last night, Donald.

50 cc's of curare and half a liter of IV saline.

Swift and painless.

Yeah, I guess doctors have the inside track on ways to die, huh?

A good friend of mine from medical school, oncologist, knew the human body like nobody's business.

He blew a hole in his head with a 30-odd six.

I always wondered why he didn't do it cleaner.

If that's not what he was thinking about.

Yeah, well, all the same, I couldn't bring myself to finish the job.

When you get right down to it, people want to live.

Yeah, yet we spend most of our lives wondering how we're going to die, when, why.

But instead of just sitting there waiting for the end, we keep moving.

Guess maybe I'm lucky.

I don't know when.

Makes living easier.

I only got so much time left.

Free to put my house in order.

Bye, Donald.

Good luck.

Graham.

Didn't miss a thing foregoing labor?

I was 30 hours having your father.

How you feeling?

Oh, my age.

Doug's on his way to Washington.

You and I will miss the funeral.

Oh, Mrs. Endicott, could I get a picture of you?

I mean, you and I together?

Luther, please.

Daniel, it's all right.

Okay, just one more like this.

That's enough, Luther.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Here comes your first great grandchild.

Oh, let's see this child of urgency.

There you go.

Oh...

Oh...

Gordon, Franklin, Endicott, Preston.

Four names is a bit much.

There's no greater grief for a woman than the loss of a child.

I've lost three.

Three babies that raised me more than I raised them.

So long to vouch for them.

Outlive them.

God seems to pin me between hope and despair.

Be the legacy of hope.

And drop one of his names.

Be the legacy of hope.

Emergency room, 1st Street, 1st St. Louis, Children's Hospital, öh.