All language subtitles for b.2021.s05e09.1080p.web.h264-nhtfs_track3_[eng]

- (REFLECTIVE MUSIC)
- (KIDS CALL OUT DISTANTLY)

GABY: What do you think
will happen when you die?

You leave memories
in other people's minds.

And what are you most afraid of?

Dying a long, painful death
in a hospital.

Um, I'm at the maximum limit

for painkillers at the moment

and I just don't feel
like myself

and I wanna be me when I die.

Anything you regret?

No.

No, I'm grateful for every day

that I've had
since my first diagnosis.

I...

That's been a bonus.

Yeah, how lucky am I to have
had the life that I've had?

What about admin?

Have you got a will?

Mm-hmm.

- An advanced care directive?
- Yes.

And I've made
a funeral playlist.

What about a legacy document?

You know, some people,
they write letters

to their kids
and their grandchildren

because it can be the role
of the grandparent

to teach the grandchildren
what it is to die.

And, you know,
there's another thing

that you could make time for,
you know, to prepare.

It's a little bit more
pleasurable than writing a will.

Orgasms.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, there's a reason the
French call them la petite mort.

So, uh, you seem to have
everything organised.

What do you need me for?

I need to talk about dying.

I...I'm thinking about it
all the time.

And I can't talk to
my family or my kids

or my partner about it.

They just all want me to
get better... miraculously.

Can you talk to them?

I just want them to know
that I'll be OK

and they're gonna be fine
when I'm gone.

I've raised my kids
to be really resilient.

(QUIRKY ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

I can't get out of here.

No, no, no, there's been
a landslip on the way in.

They said that the hearing
is the last thing to go,

so she might be able
to hear you.

(AIR HISSES,
HEART MONITOR BEEPS)

Mum? Hey.

Mum, I'm sorry I'm not there.

I know how much...

I know how much you need me,

I'm... I'm coming.

I'll just be one more week
and then I'm back.

And, um, just... just...
It's one more week, yeah?

I'll... I'll be back soon.
Before you know it.

Um, it's going really,
really well over here.

Um, I had my character beefed up

and I'm one of
the main parts now, so...

(AIR HISSES)

...you'd be really proud of me.

(HEART MONITOR BEEPS REGULARLY)

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

Oh, fucking wake up!

(OLY CRIES)

Mum, I'm not ready. (CRIES)

(QUIET CHATTER)

ROSA: Look, your little brother
is getting so big!

He's going to be taller
than you.

Thank you, Ita.

(POIGNANT MUSIC CONTINUES)

(AIR HISSES)

(SCREAMS)

NURSE: No, no, no.

- (EQUIPMENT BEEPS)
- It's alright.

It's alright, Angie.
It's helping you breathe.

ANGIE: Agh! (SCREAMS)
- It's alright. You're OK.

- DOM: Ange...
- (BEEPING CONTINUES)

(ANGIE MOANS)

NURSE: Just try
and breathe slowly.

It'll help in a minute.
Try and breathe slowly.

- Try and breathe slowly.
- (BEEPING CONTINUES)

(NURSE SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

(ANGIE SCREAMS)

NURSE: As quick as you can. Yep.

Just leave it on,
alright, Angie?

NURSE 2: It's OK.

She's awake.

Ohh!

What? How's she going?

What's...
Tell me, tell me. Is...

I don't know.

They say that
she's so immunocompromised

that the infection
could come back at any time

and she could die
from that, but...

...she's demanding
to go home, so...

She's kind of cranky.

The car's been here for 12 days.

Probably cost us
a thousand bucks to get out.

This... this fucking tickles!

Argh!

This... Oh! Oh! Oh!

Here, here, let me.

Oh!

(SIGHS)

Just wanna go home. (GROANS)

(SLOW, QUIRKY MUSIC)

(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC
LEAKS THROUGH HEADPHONES)

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

Are you planning
to stay in bed forever?

Mama, you don't understand.
I love Lilliana.

"I love Lilliana,
I love Lilliana."

I... You know what?
I love cheese.

But it gets me bloated.

So, you know, we move on.

And you know what? Get a shower!

You want something to eat?

ANGIE: No.

Ginger tea?

No. I don't need you
to do anything.

(PILL BOTTLES RATTLE)

What are you doing?

I'm taking all this shit
to the chemist.

I want it out of the house.

The doctor said you might get
more time if you keep going.

They make me feel sick

and I don't want any more time
feeling like this.

You're supposed to be
resting, OK?

So just, you know,
we can do it tomorrow.

I can do it.

Just... just leave it for a night
and think about it.

I have thought about it.

(ANGIE OPENS DRAWER)

(EDITH SIGHS)

(ANGIE CLOSES DRAWER)

(PILLS RATTLE)

- Oh, Santi.
- (SANTI MUTTERS)

Hey.

Talk to your brother
about women.

- Uh... they can do anything?
- (ANGELO CRIES)

Oh, about break-ups.

What does he know
about break-ups?

He married his
high school girlfriend.

Well, hey, we did
break up for a bit.

I would say just...

...distract yourself.

You know?

Separate. Space is good.

Be busy.

Yes, busy with work.

That's good.
That's good for the mind.

- So, um, I'll take the baby.
- Wait, what?

And then you can take him
as your assistant

for... for the job.

I'm not doing that.

I...I work for myself.

So I can't pay anyone.

Oh, he doesn't need any money,
because I pay for everything.

Angelo...

Yes, you don't wanna work.
No, you don't need to work.

Well, hold on. I also...
I don't need an intern. Like...

I'm busy, man.

Wait. Hold on.

- Wait. What?
- ROSA: 'Bye!

When are you gonna
bring him back?

Look, um, I'm not into
incense or candles

or whatever death-witch stuff
you've got.

I prefer
'end-of-life counsellor'.

And I don't have 'stuff',
and I'm not a healer.

I work with death.

So you're like
an unlicensed therapist

for people with
a terminal diagnosis?

Actually, I never ask people
what's wrong with them.

I really don't care.

And I work with so many people,
I probably wouldn't remember.

And I don't just work
with the people who call me.

I also work with
their friends and family.

I'm looking for people to have
the best death that they can,

and those that live on,
to have a healthy bereavement.

Oh, right, well, I don't need
bereavement counselling

because Angie's not dead,

and hopefully she'll be
alive for some time.

(STOOL SCRAPES)

Angie wants to die at home,
and I want to look after her.

Everyone wants to die at home.

Most of us die in hospital.

And while we're trying
to die at home,

the partner becomes
the carer and the cleaner.

It's fine by me.

I looked after my mother
when she was dying.

Angie needs you
to be her partner.

And she needs to be able
to talk to her partner

about what is happening to her
and how she feels about it.

It's time to let go of hope

and set a place for death
at the table.

I'm not setting a place
for death at the fucking table,

whatever that means.

I wanted to be with her for
20 years, and then it happened.

So don't tell me
hope is pointless.

You can ignore it,

but it's happening.

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

(ROSA SPEAKS SPANISH)

But not like you, mi amor.
Not like you. No, no.

You're all happy.

- Put it in there, man.
- SEBASTIAN: Like, in there?

- Yes, yes.
- Ahh.

Now, rinse it.

And you just fucking slather on
and start cleaning the wall.

SEBASTIAN: Fuck that.

What are you doing, bro?

Put your back into it. Come on.

Oh, this is boring.
It's just like cleaning.

That's why it's called
sugar soap.

We're literally cleaning.

It will take forever.

I'll be as old as you.
(CHUCKLES)

Hurry up, bro. Don't be lazy.

I'm done.

No, you're not done
until the job is done.

(SEBASTIAN CLICKS TONGUE)

SANTI: How are we even related?

Hey, shut up.

You shut up.

Make me.

- Huh?
- So, make me.

(THUMPING MUSIC
LEAKS THROUGH HEADPHONES)

A little brat, eh?

You're such a good listener.

Sí, mi amor.

Such a good listener.

And then you're gonna grow up

and be a little arsehole
to your mama.

WOMAN: What a cute baby.

How old?

He's one years old.

Oh! Do you have any other kids?

No. No.

Just this cute, happy,
perfect baby.

Aww.

See ya. (CHUCKLES) See ya.

(ANGELO BABBLES)

- Ahhh!
- See ya.

See ya.

Are you sad because
your girlfriend

doesn't love you anymore?

GRACIE: Did you want
to marry her

and be together forever
and ever?

He's a sad, dumped mess.

(SANTI LAUGHS)

- (WATER SPLATTERS)
- (SANTI AND GIRLS LAUGH)

(GASPS)

Oh, if it's a surprise
living funeral,

I want to change my outfit.

No, it's not
a surprise living funeral.

It's something
you've always wanted.

Oh!

A miniature donkey?

No, it's not a miniature
donkey, no. (LAUGHS)

I feel really bad
I haven't got you one now.

Is it a sex thing? (LAUGHS)

- No. No.
- (LAUGHS)

(EDITH MOUTHS SILENTLY)

It's not a sex thing.

It's feeling like a sex thing!

(LAUGHS) OK, OK.
Stop, stop, stop.

This is Meg.

Hi.

Hello.

Meg's not gonna do a sex thing.

She's... she's a really
good tattoo artist

and we're both getting tattoos.

What about that
'Guardian' article

about immunocompromised
people and tattoos?

She sent it to me,
like, three times.

Yeah, I... (CLEARS THROAT)
I decided it's up to you.

You're not the one that's gonna
have to live with it forever.

It's fine by me.

And, anyway,
we can't back out now

because, you know,
I paid a 50% deposit.

I'm thinking like a neck dragon
Would be good.

- (EDITH LAUGHS)
- ANGIE: No!

We're gonna get
what we talked about.

- I know.
- Don't tease me.

I'm not gonna make you
have a neck dragon.

- (CAMERA CLICKS)
- EDITH: Uh, uh...

- Don't take photos.
- (HIP-HOP MUSIC)

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Ohhh!

ANGIE: Relax.

(CAMERA CLICKS REPEATEDLY)

♪ Even my sweaters
complement me ♪

♪ Before I walk a foot
on this street

♪ Imma need diamonds on my feet

♪ Mmm... ♪

- (TATTOO GUN BUZZES)
- I can't feel a thing.

What do you mean
it doesn't hurt?

It hurts. Come on, it hurts.
I can see it in your face.

I can't feel a thing.

I don't know why you were
complaining so much.

- Unbelievable.
- (ANGIE LAUGHS)

Oh!

(GIGGLES)

OLY: This microforest

was actually kind of
inspired by Mum...

GABY: Mm-hm.

...being so passionate
and saving the trees.

Did you know
that she lived in a tent?

Oh! Wow.

So she's leaving a legacy.

Well, it's not really a legacy,
because she's OK.

I mean, I know she's not OK,
but she's OK right now.

So I actually don't think
that it's...

Yeah, I...I don't want
to talk about it

because we need to be
focusing on her getting better,

not on her being sick.

It is exhausting.
You know, hope, resistance.

So what are you most afraid of
about your mum dying?

Uh...

...seeing her in pain...

...and the pain of missing her...

...and just never seeing her
again, never hearing her voice

and all the things
that I don't know how to do

and things that
I haven't asked her,

that I haven't even
thought of yet.

And the giant hole
it's gonna leave in my family.

I mean, what are we
even gonna be like?

What does your mum want
your family to be like?

She wants us to be fine
with her dying

because she's fine with it, but
I don't want to be OK with it.

I don't want her to be OK
with it because...

...because she needs
to be fighting.

It takes a lot of energy
to fight

when you know you can't win.

So is there something
that you can do for your mum,

or you could help her with,

or something that
you could do together,

like an act of service?

ANGIE: I'll be gone,
but when you remember me,

I'll be right there.

In your memories.

What do you think happens
when you die?

You get burnt up.

And then what?

You fly up in the air.

And then what?

You turn into a cloud.

And you go floating
all around the world?

You rain.

(LAUGHS)

(ANGELO CRIES)

Yeah! I want to rain!

Alright.

When I finish this,
I'll do an outline,

and then you can fill in
the colour.

Alright, so what
are we even painting?

Well, J's running for SRC,

and I had this great idea
to do a massive poster.

(CHUCKLES)

What?

So we're doing all this
for a kid?

Not just any kid.

One of the two greatest kids
ever made.

Oh, right.

Can you imagine Dad
doing this for us?

Nah, he'd make us do it for him.

- That's true.
- (LAUGHS)

Alright, let's get back to it.

(SEBASTIAN SIGHS)

Pass me the, uh, tape measure.

Yeah, bro.

SANTI: I said tape measure.

- SEBASTIAN: Oh.
- (SANTI SCOFFS)

J: A vote for me is a vote
for more mufti days,

dance club,
and fixing the bubblers.

OLY: Wow!

J, that was so good!

But I need something
to get the nerd vote.

Well, how do you get
into the nerd group?

You have to be really smart.

And also try to be cool,

but you don't actually
succeed at being cool.

Well, nerds like
learning things, right?

So, is there a class?

Is there something that
you want everyone to learn?

We could do a gardening class.

I like gardening with Grangie.

That's a really good idea.

But Grangie can't be
the gardening teacher

because she could be dead.

(POIGNANT, ETHEREAL MUSIC)

When I was saying goodbye,
and... and we thought she was,

you know, like,
losing the battle,

I just had this one shot

to give the best speech
of my life.

And I just didn't meet
the moment.

And I was just left...

Why did I not meet that moment?

You thought
it was all about you.

What do you think is
gonna happen when you die?

Well, I mean,
I'll have a rush of DMT,

and then something invisible
will leave my body,

and, um, I will become one
with everything.

What do you think
is gonna happen?

What's gonna happen
when you die?

Don't...

Probably... nothing good.

What do you think?

Well, we don't know
what's gonna happen.

We don't know when it'll happen,

and we don't know how
it'll happen.

So I think that we have
to increase our tolerance

for the uncertainty.

Give up this illusion
of control.

We're afraid of
talking about death.

We're scared of thinking
about it, talking about it,

but how can we really
enjoy our lives

when we're afraid
of our future deaths?

Like I'm saying.

You know, don't think about it
and just... enjoy the ride.

But it can be better,

because the cycle of life and
death and whatever's in between,

they all relate to each other.

And we can use death as a lens
to experience the joys of life.

Angie and all the people
that I work with,

they're walking
towards their death,

and they're taking all the
people that they love with them.

And then all the friends
and families,

they will walk
a little bit further.

She wants that
those she leaves behind

are not destroyed
when she's gone.

She wants her family to be OK,

to feel sadness
but not too much grief.

I mean, some people,
they feel joy,

because the person
that they love is free of pain.

Dying is a very personal...

It's a very intimate experience.

So that person
is weighing up their life,

their memories, their regrets.

And other people, they have
well-meaning intentions,

but it just distracts them.

They lie to them about

how they're gonna make it
to Christmas or birthdays.

You know, most people want
their family with them,

but, personally, I would be
very happy to die alone.

You know, death,
it takes you to the profound.

I don't want to miss
that moment.

Do you ever sit with people
when they're actually dying?

Oh, God, no. God!

I've got better things
to do with my life

than sitting with people
who are dying.

(LAUGHS)

- No, I mean, no, no, no.
- (LAUGHS)

I mean,
that's the family's role.

- (BOWIE STIFLES LAUGHTER)
- That's for you.

BOWIE: I reckon, 100%,
without a shadow of a doubt,

genuinely the most amazing
person I've ever met.

Though... though the wardrobe
needs a bit of work.

She should look
more like a witch.

Yeah.

I wish she was around
when Mum was dying.

(PAINT CAN HISSES)

This piece is great!

I love the fascist
propaganda vibes

but, like, with the kid?

That's so funny.

Yeah, I'm, like, an artist.

I love it.

You're, like, super talented.

I know.

(PAINT CAN RATTLES)

Is that your new girlfriend?

Nah.

Probably.

BOTH: Ooh!

We need your phone.

For what?

I need to film my video
of my SRC campaign,

and you have to film it.

It has to be really good.

J: Yeah.

It gets voted for.
Like, 'Is It Cake?'.

It's democracy.

Alright.

OLY: I'm carrying
most of your weight.

(ANGIE LAUGHS)

OLY: Hey, I've got
a surprise for you.

ANGIE: Oh, it's not
another tattoo, is it?

EDITH: No.

WOMAN ON RECORDING: Death...

- ANGIE: Mmm. Where are we?
- OK.

What is this place?

We're here because
there are these artists

that make these
beautiful artistic urns.

- Ahh.
- We're gonna...

We're gonna buy an urn
for your ashes.

But I'm fine.

This is me accepting, Mum,

and this is my act of service.

Well, you think I'm gonna die?

(OLY CHUCKLES)

Can you stop ruining
my act of service, please?

Wow!

This is nice.

- Would you like...
- Hey, this is beautiful.

Would you like to live in there?

Forever?

Mm. It's gorgeous.

(RECORDING PLAYS AIRY MUSIC
AND INDISTINCT SPEECH)

Oh, that one's a bit...

...funereal, isn't it?

- (WHISPERS) A bit serious.
- Yeah.

A bit 'urn-est'.

- (BOTH LAUGH)
- Shh.

Can you please
take this seriously?

ANGIE: Ohh! Creepy!

OLY: Oh, God. Imagine.

(ANGIE LAUGHS)

(OLY CROAKS)

(ANGIE CHUCKLES)

It's a bit hippie.

Dragon's egg.

Dragon's egg! (LAUGHS)

Ohh.

(AIRY MUSIC PLAYS)

(POTTERY CLINKS SOFTLY)

I like this one.

Isn't that a bit small?

No, I think this one's perfect.

I could be like
a genie in a bottle.

How are you gonna fit
in that teeny-tiny thing?

I don't think
there's many remains.

Not much of you remains.

I could be snug as a bug
in a rug in here.

Can I help you with anything?

Hi. Um, yeah, we're interested
in buying this urn.

So this one is for a pet.

(GUFFAWS)

A cat or a guinea pig.
Maybe a small dog.

OK.

(BOTH LAUGH)

I'm Jacinda Hernandez
Chalmers-Davis.

Vote for me for SRC.

I promise more dancing.

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS)

Dancing every way.

Dancing every day.

Dancing for P.E.

Come and dance with me.

(HIP-HOP MUSIC CONTINUES)

I've been caring
for my sick grandma, Grangie.

But then she died.

And now I have
two dead grandmas.

PEOPLE: Ohhh!

(SOBS)

(ANGELO SOBS)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS ON PHONE)

Grangie's not dead!

- She could be.
- J, that is not the point.

Can you please apologise to
Grangie for faking her death?

Sorry, Grangie.

You can't come visit me
at school anymore

because I said you were dead.

- (DOM LAUGHS) Wow.
- OLY: J!

- (DOM CHUCKLES)
- (ANGIE LAUGHS)

It's a better narrative.
I get it. It's fine.

No, no.

It is not right to lie
in your campaign speech.

But I won.

- Yeah, that...
- You are going to the top.

When you become prime minister,
I want to be your legal adviser.

Hey, hey, can I be
minister for the arts?

I'll consider your request
and get back to you.

(ALL LAUGH)

- SANTI: OK.
- Have we created a monster?

You wanted to get
her into politics.

Can I go see if Angelo's awake?

Yeah.

(DOM COUGHS)

(CHOKES) Ugh!

Whoa!

- He's choking. Dad!
- BOWIE: Oh, shit.

- BOWIE: Come on, mate.
- OLY: Dad!

- SANTI: I'll get some water.
- OLY: Cough it out!

- BOWIE: Let it out!
- OLY: Don't...

Quit. No. You're not
supposed to do the thing.

You're not supposed
to do the thing.

- Don't!
- Alright, Dad, ready?

- Ready? Ready?
- Dad. Out. Go!

BOWIE: Oh!

- That was... Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- (DOM GROANS)

OLY: Are you OK?

Ahhhh. Ahhhh.

OLY: Wait, is there more?

(BELCHES)

Dad, come on. Are you OK now?

Ooh! No, thank you.
I thought I was gonna die. Oh.

ANGIE: Oh.

Oh, what does that feel like?

This is...
This would just be like you.

Steal my thunder, die before me.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Well, this... now feels like
a second chance at life.

(CHUCKLES)

Does anyone mind
if I put on my funeral playlist?

- No.
- OLY: What? Mum!

SANTI: I'd rather not.

We're trying to be accepting,

but no-one wants to hear that.

- What's on it?
- (OLY CHUCKLES)

Let me guess. Um... Nina Simone.

- OLY: Yep.
- Rufus Wainwright.

- ANGIE: You don't know my...
- Xavier Rudd.

Definitely Xavier Rudd.

You don't know my music taste.

Uh... Miley Cyrus.

Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

Now you're just gonna have to
wait till I die to find out.

Come on!

And what will you have?
A whole funeral of Radiohead?

That's where you're wrong.

I'm gonna have the greatest
funeral song of all time by...

- Johnny Cash. Dad!
- Thank you.

'When the Man Comes Around'.

So there.

Just goes to show how little
you know about me.

That's a great choice,
you know, if you're a man.

- That's a bit genderist, Edith.
- Oly knew it.

EDITH: You are!

DOM: I know I am,
but what are you? Oooh.

EDITH: You are infinity.

(FAMILY CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY)

(MOROSE PIANO MUSIC)

(MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(FAMILY CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY)

DOM: Really?
What, there's hundreds of them.

OLY: Isn't that cool?

(FAMILY CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY)

(J SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

(MOROSE PIANO MUSIC)

J: I'm an old lady!

(OLY AND DOM
CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)

J: Get out of my way!

(MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SIGHS)

(FAMILY CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY)

(SIGHS)

(MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

OLY: I'm just gonna quickly
say goodbye to Mum.

(FAMILY CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY)

(DOOR SQUEAKS)

J: 'Bye!

'Bye, Mum.

- Goodnight, darling.
- Love you.

I love you.

- J: 'Bye, Grandpa.
- DOM: Mwah!

J: Love you.

(MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(KISSES)

(INSECTS CHIRP)

(MOROSE MUSIC FADES)

(KISSES)

You're still here.

What are you doing?

(FIRE CRACKLES)

Looking at the stars.

It's so late.

Well, that's when
they're up there.

My near-death experience has put
everything into perspective.

What are you doing up so late?

(PILL BOTTLES RATTLE)

What?

I can only talk
in hypotheticals.

Nothing specific.

So, hypothetically, would
the person get in trouble?

Hypothetically,
if the person that was there

works in a legal capacity,
it could be very bad for them.

Now?

Right now?

With no warning?

Feels right.

Well, not to me it doesn't.

I'm a little busy right now.

I've written everyone something.

What about Edes?

It should be her, shouldn't it?

No, no, no. She would get
in a lot of trouble.

And she's too good at arguing.

She'd talk me out of it.

Well, I'm sorry
but I can't do it.

You don't have to do anything.

You're really great at that.

You can't call the ambulance.

You can't call the kids.

And you can't call Edith.

I'm going out on my own terms.

You just have to...

What am I supposed to say
to the kids, though?

You just have to shut up
and hold my hand.

(SOMBRE PIANO MUSIC)

(TOM ODELL SINGS) ♪ Take my mind
and take my pain

♪ Like an empty bottle
takes the rain

♪ And heal

♪ Heal

♪ Heal, heal... ♪

(FIRE CRACKLES)

♪ And take my past
and take my sins

♪ Like an empty sail
takes the wind

♪ And heal

♪ Heal

♪ Heal, heal

♪ And tell me

♪ Some things

♪ Last

♪ And tell me
some things last... ♪

(BIRDSONG)

(SOMBRE PIANO INSTRUMENTAL)

(SOBS)

♪ And take a heart
and take a hand... ♪

(SOBS)

♪ Like an ocean
takes the dirty sand... ♪

(EDITH CRIES)

♪ And heal

♪ Heal... ♪

(SOBS)

♪ Heal, heal... ♪

EDITH: Oh, my darling!

♪ And take my mind
and take my pain... ♪

(EDITH WEEPS)

(SNIFFLES)

♪ Like an empty bottle
takes the rain... ♪

(EDITH SOBS)

♪ And heal

♪ Heal

♪ Heal, heal

♪ And tell me

♪ Some things

♪ Last. ♪

(BIRDS SING)

(DISTANT BIRDSONG)