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Arteries to capillaries,

to the brain, to the veins,
and back to the heart.

To the arteries, to the
capillaries,

to the lungs, and to the
veins and back to the heart.

To the arteries, to the
capillaries,

to the liver and back to the
heart.

Arteries, to capillaries, to the
brain,

to the veins

and back to the heart.

Love sick?

Yeah.

Setting phasers to kill.

T minus three days.

Come on, you're gonna love this
one.

Home sweet home.

Not half bad.

Yeah, spared no expense.

Though they might slog us
with a heck of a cleaning fee.

Hope you brought your togs.

Why?

Did you notice the river out
there?

But it's winter.

Yeah, you're right.

And togs are for kids.

But I bought new togs.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I just needed to warm up.

Let me help you with that.

Oh, you are cold.

I Betty.

Take thee Mark to be my wedded
husband.

To have and to hold from this
day forward.

In my sickness and in your
health.

To love and to cherish,

even when you're picking
fights with dry walls.

'Till death do us part.

I pledge myself to you.

I am never gonna live that
down, am I?

I Mark take thee Betty
to be my wedded wife.

To have and to hold from this
day forward.

For better, for worse, for
richer,

for candlelit nights when I
miss the electricity bills.

In the sick days and the healthy
ones.

To love and to cherish until
death.

According to God's holy
ordinance

thereto, I pledge myself to you.

May I kiss the groom?

One second.

I now pronounce you husband and
wife.

You may kiss.

Come here you big geek.

Come with me.

What?

I need to show you something.

Are you serious?

Just come on.

Mark, where are you taking me?

Betty, follow me.

Stop.

Betty.

Mark, wait.

Mark, where, where are we going?

What?

Look.

What are they?

Mark?

What are they?

I'm sorry, Betty.

What do you mean you're sorry?

I can't let go.

What?

Mark, what do you mean?

I can't let go?

I don't like this idea.

Stop Mark, stop.

I was asleep.

And now you're not.

Can I please get back into bed?

You crazy person.

It's all good.

Oh I know.

I know like.

Ouch, did you just pinch me?

Just double checking.

Double check yourself, you wank.

Okay, we'll both awake now.

Thanks.

It seemed so real.

What was it?

I was drowning.

You were drowning?

Yeah.

And there were these, these
things.

And you were yelling, "Mark,
stop."

Did I?

Tell me, how were you drowning?

In the river.

I was drowning you, wasn't I?

You were there.

It doesn't sound like I
was throwing you a rope.

Unbelievable.

What?

This wasn't my idea, remember?

What are you talking about?

Once we get through
those doors, that's it.

- Mark.
- Your words.

Mark.

It was a dream.
I'm not pulling you under.

I thought you come to terms with
this.

Honestly, Mark.

We're supposed to be a couple
of ghosts.

- Calm down.
- Remember?

Calm down.

Ghosts.

What the hell are you doing?

Boo.

Did you just call me boo?

No.

Just, good 'cause you know my
thoughts

on calling each other boo.

Get over here

Taste like fabric softener.

Very sweet fabric softener.

Yeah bit of my active plasm.

Yuck.

Disgusting.

I'm sorry.

You will be sorry.

No, I'm sorry for getting
worked up.

It's okay, you were just.

We're in this together.

Yeah.

Now back to sleep.

Oh.

Are you okay?

Yeah, no, it's just
that I've seen a ghost.

Shut up.

Fuck, Jesus Christ.

Jesus.

Fuck.

What?

You startled me.

God.

- What are you doing?
- Lend me

one of those skinny arms of
yours okay.

What?

- Well, you know.
- What's under that?

My fat arms, they can't fit.

So I'm actually gonna need.

Mark, I'm not doing anything

until you tell me what is under
that.

It's a mouse, okay,

it's a mouse.
What?

Do you know, big ears, long
tail.

I know what a mouse is,
dickhead.

- What?
- Why are you

freaking out about it?

Because I don't want
it here when you know.

Why?

I don't want it crawling on me.

You know, you're not
gonna be in a state to care.

It's gonna go straight
for my eyes, I know it.

It really doesn't matter, Mark.

Oh, it matters.

Hey, don't, don't, just.

Get off the me.

Honey.

Betty, I.

Betty.

Betty.

Look, Betty, I.

Get him?

Get him?

Pretty sure it was a her.

Only a woman can torment me so
bad.

So that's a no.

That's a no.

Look.

You know what the best
part about all of this is?

What's that?

We're gonna have to
live with what we've done.

I shouldn't have grabbed you.

I'm sorry, I,

I was in a frenzy and I didn't
sleep well.

I'm sorry.

Ah, it's okay, Mark, I forgive
you.

It is a honeymoon after all.

You really mean it, Betty?

Oh, really, really, no it's kept
you up.

I mean, if you're insisting on
it.

Shall I Irish up your tea?

I think I'll finish it as it is.

All righty.

I hope they find the bad part of
me.

Cut it out.

So I can leave it behind.

Oh, I could have been so many
things.

So many things, now if you think
about it.

A little drunk?

Me?

I'm flying.

It's a bird, it's a plane.

Kind of looks like a moose to
me.

Where?

You don't even have your eyes
open.

It's that.

That's the one.

That confirms it.

Mark's drunk.

Yes.

Yes I am.

Hmm.

Can you feel that?

What?

It's the world moving under you.

I think I need to cut you off.

It's the grass, the bugs.

It's a world growing beneath us.

Mm.

I just want to sink
in and let it absorb me.

But you don't want a
mouse nibbling on you.

Well, I don't want to be
chewed up

and shat out on the concrete.

The things only rot.

Well, what do you think?

Mm.

I try not to think about it.

Why?

It doesn't matter.

But it's everything.

No, I guess in my situation,

the more that you think about
it,

the more it just rules your
life.

You just have to accept it.

Becoming nothing.

Becoming nothing?

You become everything.

Every.
No mark, it's no longer me.

Doesn't matter what happens
after.

At some point, the world
will lose its gravity.

And we all float up into the
blue.

Everyone and everything.

Swallowed by the sky.

Get it out.

It's sitting right there in your
belly.

You'll feel better, come on.

There we go.

There we go.

Good boy.

That's a good boy.
Just fuck off.

No, hey, hey keep, keep
stroking.

You're giving me mixed
messages here big guy.

Just, just stop teasing okay.

It is bad enough I ruined our
weekend.

You haven't ruined anything.

Look, I can, I can usually
handle my piss better.

Mm.

I beg to differ.

Well, we hardly played
any drinking games.

Mark, they're hardly
any fun with two people.

It's just us.

Well yeah, but you know, we
could play,

we could play Categories or,

or I've Never.

Never have I ever tried
to kill myself with alcohol.

Not myself.

Okay.

Who did you try to kill?

Nevermind.

Never have I ever
tried to murder anyone.

I don't have a drink to, to
drink.

Fuck off.

Who did you try to kill, huh?

Who?

Don't worry about it.

No, now is the time for
confessions.

We're in a safe place.

Who did you try to kill?

Come on tell me.

Who, who?

Mark.

It was you.

What?

Betty.

Betty.

Mark, what do you mean?

Betty, I, I.

I'll give you one chance.

Come on, Betts.

I'm already feeling the
hangover.

Tell me what you did.

I made a mistake, you know,
that's all.

What the fuck did you do to me?

I didn't plan it okay.

I made a decision in the
moment, a stupid decision.

I'm glad you put so
much thought into it.

No, no, no, no, that's
all I've thought about.

You were suffering,

okay, and I couldn't stand it.

I knew you would never ask
it of me, but I could see it.

See what, hmm?

You.

You wanted to, you know.

Die.

Yeah.

I can't believe what I'm
hearing.

And you just planned to
act on your ESP, huh?

I didn't plan it, okay.

When didn't you plan it then?

This last summer.

The Engagement party.

You son of a bitch.

- I didn't.
- You son of a bitch.

I didn't plan it, okay.

Your glass, it was just there.

And you, you have to
understand how horrible I felt.

Horrible?

Would you like me to
describe the feeling

of a liver resection?

Make you understand the
pain, the torture that I,

that I was in for a month.

They thought that I tried to
kill myself.

Have you the slightest idea
what you have put me through.

Do you have any idea what it's
like living

with everyone thinking that
I tried to kill myself.

I understand.

No you don't.

It's enough that I'm sick and
you don't fucking understand,

otherwise you wouldn't have.

I can't believe that you are
capable of doing that to me.

I want you to leave now.

Get out.

You know, I only did
it because I love you.

- Fuck off Mark, honestly.
- No, I need you.

You've gotta understand.
Get the fuck out.

Listen to me please.

You were not the first person I
love

who'd asked me to end it, okay.

I didn't ask you.

You know what I mean?

We'll rise and go now,

go to Innisfree,

in a small cabin made of
clay and wattles...

Something about bees.

For I shall have some peace.

Some peace.

The peace comes dropping slow.

Midnight's all a glimmer.

Noon a purple glow.

An evening full of the linnet's
wings.

I will arise and go now.

For always, night and day,
I hear lake water lapping

with low sound by the shore

while I stand on the roadway
or on the pavement's gray.

I hear it in the deep
heart's core.

So what's on the agenda
for this afternoon?

Ah, well there is a bush walk
close by

that I thought we could
do, if you're up for it.

Yeah.

So you're up for it?

Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

No, no, I mean you would be.

It's just, you know,
last time I kinda had to

carry you back.
Yeah.

I'm in a much better state,
so I'm up for it okay.

Okay good, good.

In that case, I've got a
surprise for you.

Gosh, what?

It's something you love.

What?

Finish your tea.

Come on, finish your tea.

Tell me.

Finish your tea, I'll finish
mine.

Now look in the bottom.

Didn't you learn your lesson

about spiking your girlfriend?

You love acid?

That's not the point, Mark.

What do you mean?

Okay, look, you're gonna have
to relax

if you wanna have a good time.

Are you actually serious right
now?

For the next 10 to 12 hours.

You are absolutely unbelievable.

Betty.

Fuck.

Here.

I'm okay.

I didn't say you weren't.

Just, I'm done with
being tired, I'm done.

You're done?

I'm done.

This exactly what I
said was gonna happen.

Now I'm gonna have to carry
you back down the hill,

just like last time.

You know what this
weather reminds me of?

The wife and kids you
left back in Sydney.

"Dante's Inferno?"

No, no, your rational fear of
fire ants.

There's nothing irrational
about fearing fire ants.

Well?

No, I'm done talking to you.

Okay, I wanna know, I wanna
know.

No, you're being a sarcastic
asshole.

I know.

Don't you love me for who I am.

You get enough love from
yourself.

Ouch.

Finally comes out,

the truth of how you really
feel.

Well, I beg to differ.

For once we have a
European summer, you know.

It's warm, but not too hard.

Like the forest could just
open up onto the Mediterranean.

Yeah, it beautiful.

Yeah.

Gosh, I'd do anything to go
swimming

in that blue, blue water again.

I mean, the temperature's
a bit like it was.

That doesn't exactly look like
we're in Mykonos or Positano,

but I'm pretty happy about that.

I mean, don't take offense,

I'd rather be nowhere else in
the world.

But now is a good a
time as any to tell you,

but I really didn't like that
trip.

You're just bitter about the
last week.

I'm bitter I had to
isolate from you, yeah,

but that's not it.

Mark, you're the one that got
sick.

Oh, we were both sick.

Look, it's not that, it's
just, I just don't like Europe.

It's a pretty big continent to
resent.

Well, it's just so dirty,
all right and crowded.

Oh, do you remember Rome, hmm?

Do you remember the day
you met up with Lily

and I was left to explore alone?

Yeah, the day you got sick.

Yeah, I got heat stroke, okay

'cause the weather was
just like this, but hotter.

And we'd seen all the sites,

and so I was just
walking around this city,

taking in the concrete and the
crowds.

And then I got lost.

Mark, you were sick
'cause you got blind drunk

the night before.

What?

No.

Well, yes, but that's not the
point okay.

I got lost and I ended
up outside the Rome Zoo,

this bio park or something,
anyway,

I decided to kill some time to
go on in,

maybe it was to get out of the
sun.

I don't know.
That was your mistake.

Yeah, well look, I went in
there and that was just awful.

I mean, you'd think places like
that

were outlawed 50 years ago.

Okay, the elephant
enclosure, it had no shade.

So all of them were just pressed
up

against the side of a clay
building, clinging to its shadow.

And they had wolves all right,

fucking timber wolves in that
heat.

And they were either all
passed out or sedated.

I mean, and the hippo, my God,
that hippo,

he was in an enclosure
the size of our apartment.

The concrete ground of
the pool at its sense,

that was barely the hippo's
length.

Oh my God that fucking hippo.

So you are basing your whole
judgment of a whole continent

of one trip to a zoo?

Yeah.

Because Europe made me
feel like that hippo.

Are you honestly incapable
of enjoying anything?

I think so.

I think I'm feeling it.

What's that?

It's hitting me.

The acid,

I almost forgot.

Are you feeling anything?

Yeah, I think a smidge.

Yeah.

How broccoli of the trees
right now?

About a six.

We're getting there.

Nearly, nearly, nearly.

That's a lot of green.

Jeez.

Fuck.

A fucking snake.

Holy shit.

Oh God.

Wake up.

Don't joke.

You know what was the best day
of my life.

It's the day you met me.

No.

Unfortunately for your ego,

I was about 12 or 13.

Do you remember those, do
you remember these comments?

The, the, the chain mail or
MySpace?

Look, I remember MySpace.

I don't remember Yala.

Yeah.

So it was one of those, you
know.

I think it was like,

"If you pass this on in 10 days,

"then in a week, you'll have
the best day of your life

"and in two weeks you'll
meet the love of your life."

Or something like that.

Yeah, yeah and if you don't,
you'll die

or the chick from the ring will
get you.

Yeah.

So I passed on one of those.

Oh, you are what's
wrong with this world.

Shut up, Mark.

I passed on one of those

and the next week I actually
had the best day of my life.

I don't know, nothing happened
or changed

because of the chain mail, but,

I don't know, I just took
everything in.

I'd never been so present.

Things I'd done a million times
suddenly became wonderful.

I don't know, it's hard to
explain.

It wasn't even sunny.

It was raining, but it was
beautiful.

No, I get it.

Have you had a day like that
since?

I think so.

Nowhere as good, but I have.

I think it happens when
I have a recurrence.

I think I'm feeling it.

Yeah.

I swear I only feel that way on
drugs.

Well, some drugs.

Most kinda just push you away
from it,

from the present.

Now that's the problem.

It's not being present.

I was a bit of a depressed kid.

I think I watched too much TV.

I just, I always wanted
to be somewhere else,

somewhere green.

Hmm.

You know, in some
fantasy world full of magic

where I was the chosen
one in a great story.

You know, and I had friends.

God, I was always in my head,
you know,

and I, I never looked around

'cause it just made me sad

'cause it wasn't where I wanted
to be.

Yeah, there's nothing
fantastical about the suburbs.

So I would live in a daydream.

And that way of thinking, you
know, at least for so long,

I think it built pathways in my
brain.

I can't be present and it kills
me.

It's like I'm drifting.

Holding my breath as the
waves crash above me.

I wanted that feeling
that you're talking about,

so damn much.

And this weekend I'm starting to
feel it.

It's like what you said,

it happens after a recurrence.

It's when you've accepted it,
isn't it?

I've accepted it.

I've.

We're free from our future
so we can finally be present.

We're free.

Shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh.

What?

Shh.

Come on, go, go, go.

Hey wait.

Ow.

No, get off me.

Shush, shush, do you
want him to find us?

Don't, don't.

What?

Don't what?

- Stop.
- What?

Don't touch me.

Okay.

Can you please hide with me?

Where the fuck have you.

Shh.

Where have you been?

Where have I been?

I don't know, hey.

It's been a long couple of
hours.

I think the acid turned on me.

Hey, why'd you run away?

Betty?

I.

Things Mark, I.

You wanna take a seat and
tell me about these things, hmm?

I'll tell you about my stuff.

Fuck.

What the fuck was that guy
doing?

I don't know, he sounded like.

Well he sounded like he was
gonna put us in that hole.

No, he sounded like familiar.

I need a big stick.

Mark, are we sure that even
happened?

Well, it's acid all
right, it's not fucking DMT.

I know that.

Nevermind.

What?

Has this got to do
with why you ran away?

May I?

Yeah.

Well then,

what do we do now?

I don't think I have
it in me to move, so.

Do you think a cheeky
fuck would be too noisy?

Yeah, let's just fuck right
in front of the hooded man.

No, Mark.

Okay.

It was a joke.

What?

Stop thinking about it.

Do you think as we,

do you think as we get closer to
death,

I don't know, as we ride the
line, we,

we start to see things on the
other side.

I think I'm still a little too
high

to be talking about ghosts, but.

Not necessarily ghosts, just,

I dunno, it's like getting your
feet wet on a sinking ship.

Look at this staunch atheist
now.

It's less about believing.

It's like a feeling.

No, I,

I get it.

You know, when my mom died, I,

I swear I kept seeing her,

you know, her face,

everywhere, I mean.

When I closed my eyes,

in the dark.

You know, I don't know if it
was my brain dealing with death

or it was just a part of
mourning or.

Mark, when you want something
so badly,

your brain can just make it up.

I know but this,

this felt stranger than that.

I mean, it was so painful.

You know, I started to try and
make myself forget her face.

My own mother's.

Just so I wouldn't feel
the dagger in my heart

every time I realized
she wasn't really there.

Did it work?

I think it goes deeper than
memory.

Like light from a dead star.

Yeah.

Just tell him.

This is my fault.

Mark, I came here because I love
you.

Mark, we are our own rivers.

I am my own vessel.

I am my own vessel.

I am my own vessel.

Ooh, I am my own vessel.

I am my own vessel.

I am my own vessel.

Why didn't you wake
me for sunset, Betty?

It takes effort to sleep 12
hours.

What?

If you wanted to wake
for sunset, you would have.

Well, I wanted to and I didn't.

Nothing I haven't seen before.

Not hungry?

Nothing I haven't tasted before.

I'm sorry for getting antsy, I
just,

just wanted this weekend to be
perfect.

It's typical, isn't it?

What is?

Life, not going the way you
expect.

How did you want this weekend
to go?

I dunno.

Better.

I think my expectations were too
high.

Too much pressure maybe.

Maybe we should have just
buttoned the curtains,

stayed in the bedroom the whole
time.

Maybe.

Do you wish that,

do you wish that we had more
time?

No.

We've had more than enough time.

Is there something wrong?

I mean, besides you being
hangry and not eating,

I'm not hangry.

Yeah, I've heard that before.

You don't think I've been going
crazy nervous over all this?

I've been going as crazy
as you have all weekend.

But now it's just time for us to
relax.

Savor what we have left.

Right, it might not be perfect

so just make the best of what
we've got.

I don't want to die.

Unfortunately, you
don't have a choice in it.

- I have a choice in time.
- This is your choice in time.

- Yes.
- This weekend

is the only time you'll get a
choice.

Yes, and it's my choice.

And you made it.

When you came here, you made it.

The decision was final when
you walked through that door.

It is my decision, Mark.

Do you think those
machines that keep you alive

will give you a second chance to
end it?

What about the doctors, nurses,

I mean, you think they'll
give you a second chance?

Surely when you are rotting
from the inside out,

surely when you're begging to
die,

I mean, you think they'll show
you mercy?

No, they fucking won't.

You can't run from this.

No you can't.

Betty,

Betty, what have you done with
'em?

Betty, let me in.

Not until you calm down.

I don't sound calm.

No.

Well, maybe it's because

you're trying to ruin my life.

You are being dramatic.

Dramatic?

You talked about choice before.

You're taking away my
choice, my choice, Betty.

Open the door.

Open the door or I'll break it
down.

Please, please I,

I don't wanna live,

not without you, I,

I don't wanna be alone again.

I don't want you to be alone.

I can't stand it, the thought
of you somewhere else alone.

There's nowhere else.

I am not gonna be used as your
excuse.

My fucking cancer is not your
excuse.

An excuse?

Yeah.

You know what?

I need an excuse okay,

because I can't live outside our
bubble.

Every second out there with
those,

those fake fucking drones,

being another fake fucking drone

and listening to myself talk
like a fake fucking drone.

It's unbearable.

It's like I'm in a cage and
it's,

it's growing smaller and
smaller.

And if I escaped, I'd tear the
limbs

of every snide-face
phony out there, I would.

I'd tear it all fucking down.

I couldn't even breathe.

It's toxic.

The exhausts, the perfume,

artificial to the fucking
molecule.

I despise that world.

I hate it.

I hate myself.

And then I look up and the sky
is blue.

I thought the world is getting
smaller.

It stays so vast.

So vast.

Mark?

Mark?

Mark?

Mark?

Give them to me.

I said give them to me.
Here.

I emptied them this morning.

No.

Mark, stop please.

Mark, stop, stop.

Fuck, fuck.

Stop.

This could have been easier,
Betty.

This could have been so much
easier.

Please.

I won't let you make this
mistake, okay.

Betty.

I said fucking stop.

What are you gonna do with that?

Listen to me, Mark.

Are you gonna kill me?

I shouldn't have indulged in
this.

- It's too late.
- You are sick.

You are sick and I made you
worse.

Once we walked through those
days,

it's too late.
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I have to do this.

I'm sorry.

Don't.

Betty.

Sorry.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I thought I felt your heart

with my hands.

Promise.

Okay.

Okay.

Should we?

Jump?

Should we?

Maybe.

Take me home.

Nothing can be perfect.

I guess.

No, it can't.

No perfect end to the imperfect
mind,

imperfect body, imperfect life.

Makes sense.

The heart to the arteries,
to capillaries to the brain,

to the soul, to veins
and back to the heart.

To arteries, to the
capillaries, to the lungs to.

Damn it.

Please.

I'm not supposed to be here.

I'm not supposed to be here.

Live with it.