Dragonfly

Don't tell me about my visa!

My wife is stuck in that hellhole and I am getting on that plane!

It's bad, Joe! They're evacuating the villages!

The roads are washed out! We're hearing gunfire now!

Can you...? PROPELLERS WHIRR 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! Em...!

BABY WAILS

BRAKES SCREECH AND ALL SCREAM

ENGINE REVS

SCREAMING

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 my 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 paediatric-oncology ward,

she will be sorely missed.

'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 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...'

PAGER RINGS '..if there was a compassionate face,

'or she died in a world of chaos.

'And that I don't know this... haunts me.'

The diver saw inside, senor. There is no-one alive.

-Where's her body?

-We are searching the shoreline and jungle now

but the bus is under ten feet of water.

The river runs at 17mph, senor. There is nothing you can do.

Por favor, go home.

I'm not goin' anywhere!

Not till this is over.

I assure you, senor...

it's over.

FAINT SOUND OF SIREN WAILING

SIREN WAILS AND HORN BLARES

-What are you doin' here?

-I was paged.

-What do we have?

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

-I wanna keep anyone from joining her. What do we have?

-Six-car pile-up.

11 injuries, four went to County and six are comin' here.

-All right, stay with me. How extensive?

-Third-degree, 40 per cent, maybe 50.

-Intube him?

-Airway's crushed.

-Pronounce him.

-Hit the windshield.

-All right, that's a blow-out fracture. Get a CT.

-What's this?

-OD, attempted suicide.

All right, give her to Simon. I'm interested in people who wanna live.

-What's her term?

-She hit the steering wheel.

-How pregnant?

-Looks like six months.

-Let's get it out.

-At six months?

-It has a chance, but not in there.

Look at her colour. It's still got a heartbeat. Let's get it out of there.

-Get a consultation.

-Let's order out for pizza while we're at it(!)

-There's a procedure for terminating a pregnancy.

-I'm not terminating,

I'm delivering a baby. Get Prenatal down here now!

It was the right call.

Delivering a technically inviable foetus by Caesarean section

-without consultation or permission of the mother...

-Who was dead!

-Not officially.

-The baby is 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?

-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.

-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.

PAPER RUSTLES 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'd better be damn sure it's there...

cos 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?

"..And on her footfall in the rustle of leaves,

"Her whisper on the wind,

"She speaks from a place beyond mortal pain."

-Hey, look who's here! Joe!

-Hey, you!

-Nice timing!

-You're just in time to finish the toast.

-Here, pour him a beer.

-Linda, can we have another one, please?

-Rachel In Heaven, remember that poem, third year lit class?

-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 'em,

if they've got such a wonderful place to go, like...Rachel In Heaven.

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

-If anyone deserved to go, it was her.

-She was the best of us.

-The best of us.

-I don't know what the hell she saw in you, though(!)

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 gonna go.

-No, come on, man!

-You just got here.

-Stay.

-Like you said,

-I'm a mind without a heart.

-Joe, come on.

-I... That's not...

-Don't leave, Joe.

-Buddy,

-that is not what I meant.

-I know you didn't mean that, OK?

But you were right on, buddy... and I love you anyway.

All of you.

Thank you for coming today.

See you.

-Hey, Doc.

-SHE COUGHS

-Hey, Miriam.

-Sorry I missed the service.

I didn't wanna cough all over everybody. Was it nice?

I guess.

I couldn't handle it.

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

They needed somebody to sign for it.

I didn't wanna 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.

You have a good night.

Hey, I saw through the kitchen window Big Bird didn't eat again!

-Should he go back to the vet?

-The vet said Big Bird'll outlive us all.

SHE CHUCKLES

PHONE RINGS

ANSWERPHONE BEEPS

-'It's Hal. We are going on a white-water trip.

-You gotta come!

-'Don't leave me alone with them!

-I sent you a packet, OK?!

-'See you, buddy!

-Love you!'

Sound good, Big Bird? Wanna go rafting with my old college chums?

Nice to see you, too.

WOMAN GIGGLES 'Why is that funny?

'I just, er, picture you with a beak, I guess.'

Well, just imagine soaring around with me up there, flying.

-If you do, you're on your own.

-Why?

Because eagles eat bunny rabbits. I'm a vegetarian.

-In your next life, too?

-Yes.

So if you got a chance to come back, you'd wanna be earthbound again?

No. I'll fly around with you up there.

Do you know what I'm gonna be?

Yeah, but...

-if I'm a bird and you're an insect...

-Yeah?

..how are we gonna...?

(You know. You know.)

(We'll just have to do enough of that in this lifetime

(to make up for the next ten.)

EMILY SIGHS

I'm going because I have to, Joe. Because it's who I am.

Who we are, what we dedicated our lives to.

-Oh, for God's sake, you're pregnant!

-We addressed this, Joe,

when we first met. That we'd pack our kids in on our backs

-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.

CLATTERING AND ROLLING

-'So this thing was a paperweight?

-Yes.

'It was a gift for Valentine's Day.'

It's gotta 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.

It's just that...dragonflies were, sort of, her thing.

You know, like her 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 looked like one. Said her grandfather had one, too,

on his...on his butt, I think. HE CHUCKLES

It's called familial haemangioma.

I once skunked an entire graduating class

by putting it on a final exam.

And 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 'em everywhere. There was one...

There was one bouncing against my office window yesterday. A real one.

A package arrived she'd bought over the Internet,

a mobile to put on the baby's crib... of dragonflies.

And then this thing last night with the paperweight.

You know what I think?

I think you are, literally, going buggy living in that house.

You should move. You're rummaging around in an empty nursery,

you're living with a talking parrot who won't speak to you.

It never would. It never liked me.

It would only talk to Emily.

She even taught it to announce her arrival

when she came in the door.

SQUEAKY VOICE: "Honey...

-"Honey, I'm home."

-You ought to sell that thing, Joe. Get rid of it.

I'm stuck with it. I promised her I'd keep it for ever

and I 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, buddy. It's not mine.

I need to live up to my promises to her.

That's one thing I need to do.

OK, 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 that you took our conversation seriously.

-I did.

I convinced Joe to take a couple of months off. Right, Joe?

I promised Emily I'd look in on her kids on the oncology ward and 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, Joe. Isn't there someplace you could go?

-FAINT CRY:

-'Joe!'

'Joe!'

-'Joe!'

-CLATTERING

'Joe!

'Joe, can't you hear me?

'Joe! Joe!'

CONTINUOUS BEEP

-All right, hold CPR.

-I'm getting nothing!

-Continue with it! Shock him at 30!

-Come on, Jeffrey!

-Keep it going!

-Clear!

-Still nothing!

-Charging to 60!

-Shock him!

-Clear!

-Nothing!

-Again.

-He's not responding!

-Again!

-There's no pulse!

-He's not coming back!

-Dammit, again!

Clear!

He's gone.

-HEART MONITOR BEATS RAPIDLY

-He's got a rhythm!

-He's back!

-He's coming back!

-Yes, Jeffrey!

Do you need to be here? Clear the room, please! Get me an EKG!

-His hand's moving!

-Don't let him pull out that IV!

-Jeffrey, can you hear me?!

-Pupils reactive!

-I just came on. What happened?

-They're stabilising him.

He flatlined, then his heart started again.

That's our Jeffrey.

His heart's stopped more times than anyone ever.

He'll come out of there with stories about who he met in the tunnel.

SHE KNOCKS

-Hi, I'm Doctor Darrow from Emergency.

-We know who you are.

The hospital administrator heard

that you got in the way in ICU yesterday

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

Did the boy who was being resuscitated last night, er...

-Jeffrey...?

-Reardon.

-Right. Is he...?

-Is he still on the floor?

-Mm-hm. He was one of your wife's favourites.

Well, 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'd 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 doin'?

-Great.

-Nice.

-What is it?

I couldn't say.

Guess.

All right.

A crucifix made of Jell-o?

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

-He hasn't stopped drawing them

since he got out of the ICU yesterday.

-So what is it?

-I don't know, that's why I'm askin'.

I just woke up thinking about it.

-I happened to be in the ICU yesterday, Jeffrey.

-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?

-I'm pretty sure it was you.

-But the tie was different.

-Jeffrey.

-Could I ask...?

-Er...

we're not encouraged to discuss these things.

There was a nun on the ward,

interviewing kids who'd had near-death experiences.

It stirred up all kinds of trouble when some of it appeared on TV.

She never even talked to me

and I got the best near-death experiences of anyone.

I'm allowed a coffee break if there's a doctor with him.

In spite of hospital policy, I think they need to talk about it.

You're scheduled for a CAT scan, Jeffrey. Don't go without me.

-So what are we talking about, here, Jeffrey?

-What we shouldn't.

In the ICU yesterday, when I approached your bed, it...

-it seemed to me you were pretty...

-I was flatlined.

-Exactly.

-So how could you look up and see me?

-I couldn't.

-But you said...

-I looked down.

-Looked down?

From the ceiling. That's where I was when I saw you.

OK.

-You don't believe me.

-Should I?

Ever seen that little bald spot on the 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...

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, Jeffrey, you "saw her"?

She was there.

Where?

All around me.

Inside the rainbow...

the mist.

I...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...and tell somebody somethin'.

-Tell what, Jeffrey?

To who?

Joe.

Tell me what, Jeffrey?

Tell Joe what?

It was loud in the rainbow... like thunder in there.

(Tell me what, Jeffrey?!)

-I don't know.

-You were calling my name.

Joe.

Joe!

Joe, can't you hear me?

-Joe!

-All right.

-Joe!

-Jeffrey.

-Joe!

-No, no, no! Slow down. Whoa!

Whoa.

Look at my eyes. Look at my eyes.

Just breathe. Just breathe a little bit, OK?

What happened?

-I'm fine.

-We were...

He wanted to know what happened yesterday.

-Well, his heart stopped again.

-I know. I...I was there, actually.

-He wanted to know what happened while it was stopped.

-Oh.

Telling one of his tall tales again.

Next time he can sweep the ceiling while he's up there.

My daddy don't believe me.

He do the bald spot on you? Yeah, see, look.

HE LAUGHS

It don't work on everybody, just us bald guys, huh?

Yeah, he got me with that one, too.

-You had me going, there, Jeffrey.

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

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

-Then would you believe me?

-Do you remember it?

-If you come back I might.

-About what who wants to tell him?

His wife. She wants me to tell him something.

-Probably take out the trash, huh?

-HE CHUCKLES

-LAUGHTER

-What?

He even had me believing he saw my bald spot from the ceiling,

-until I saw a mirror behind my head.

-We can thank Mom for those genes.

Well, I can see your bald spot from here.

-I think bald is sexy.

-Really?

-Yes.

-I've got a parrot might turn you on.

Are you still living with that messy thing? Joe!

-We're working on our relationship.

-Is it 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 counsellor, Joe,

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.

They talk about being in a tunnel, moving toward the light.

-And what's your thought on it?

-I'm just your parrot, Joe.

-Just listening.

-I can tell you, as an eye surgeon it's all very simple.

The tunnel is literal tunnel vision

and the white light is the gradual bleaching out of the optic screen.

How do you explain their ability

to recall what everyone said around their deathbed

after they were declared dead?

It's the way we measure death.

Obviously, the brain is 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, no tunnel.

-I guess not.

Next they're gonna tell us there's no tooth fairy.

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

this kid.

I heard his voice calling Joe.

And when I introduced myself to him, he asked me if I was Emily's Joe.

Said that Emily was trying to reach me.

Do you believe she's trying to reach you, Joe?

No, Counsellor, I don't.

I can give you an hour for free.

Bye, Joe. Do you want me to package up dessert for you?

Sorry. Can I use your phone?

Excuse me.

I am kinda busy at the moment, yeah.

Well, isn't there anyone else who can cover for me tonight? All right.

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 gonna see her again, not ever.

And I'm just beginning to understand what that means so intensely

that I sometimes wish I didn't have to wake up any more!

And the last thing I need is someone telling me what 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 cheque in the mail(!)

Hi.

Hey.

-What's your name?

-Ben.

I'm Joe, Ben.

I know.

I'm 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 the cake on her nose?

Are you talking about Dr Darrow?

She died, I guess.

And you...?

And you dreamed of her?

She wants you to go there.

Go where, Ben?

The rainbow.

That's a rainbow?

This...this is a rainbow?

Have we met before, Ben?

I don't know.

How do you know who I am?

She showed me your face.

On a picture?

In my mind.

She said...

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

To a rainbow?

Yes.

Well, how would I... how would I do that, Ben?

-Christine.

-Uh-huh?

-The boy in 312.

-Ben?

-Yes. Did he know my wife?

-I don't think so.

I think he just came in two weeks ago. Yeah, on the 3rd in a coma.

Septic shock. Why, Joe?

Nothing.

Miriam, the...the first kid, he...he calls my name.

I follow him into the ICU where he flatlines, all right? Dies.

Then he says he saw me while he's floating around the ceiling

and that Emily, who 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. Strawberry?

What does it matter?! Do you... Do you hear what I'm telling you?!

-I'm trying to focus on something real.

-This isn't?

It doesn't sound it so far.

Listen to me, Joe.

After Hannah died, I...I saw her everywhere.

She told me I'd know if she was watchin' over me

if I saw a daisy growin' with all the petals missing except one.

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

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

-I was delusional.

Well, I'm not, OK? I had these conversations!

-Wait, you don'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.

-According to me, they're putting you on.

-So you think they're lying?

I'm a lawyer, Joe! Nothing is real without evidence!

Have you had any experience with Emily since her death?

And if so, has it been documented?

-You know the answer. Of course not.

-Why?

Because I haven't gone halfway to heaven

and she has no way of reaching me!

It does sound nuts, doesn't it?

Well, 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 white-water trip. What I've always wanted to see...

-white water.

-I'll take care of Big Bird.

Get outta here.

Go see white water.

And get your head straight.

Wanna see?

They were the last things she sent us.

Hmm.

Sorry to break it to you, pal, but, er...

she was cheatin' on you.

FAINT FLUTTERING

It's just a bug, Big Bird.

Attracted to the light.

Let's not get crazy here.

FAINT RUMBLING

-PARROT:

-Honey, I'm home.

Honey, I'm home.

Agh! Big Bird!

Big Bird, no!

PHONE RINGS

-'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 OK?

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...

-'The bird?'

I'll take care of it. I'll wake up the vet if I have to.

-'You just...hang in there, OK?'

-All right. Thanks.

-Is Jeffrey awake?

-Er, not a good idea right now.

-Is he in his room?

-Visiting hours aren't until ten, Joe. Joe!

Joe.

Joe, there was some talk around here I think you should know about.

-Where is he? Jeffrey.

-Downstairs getting blood work.

-Can I...?

-His nurse, is she with him?

-Listen to me.

She said a nun was interviewing kids about near-death experiences.

-Sister Madeline.

-Where is she?

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, Joe?

You know what I'm doing. All right, you gave me permission...

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

-I told you, I promised my wife!

-That you'd upset them?

Jeffrey's cardiologist saw the read-out on his EKG from yesterday

and he was damned upset that your visit put him under such stress!

What is goin' on, Joe?

The bird's OK. 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 drawin'...

the wiggly cross...

Is it the kids drawin' it, Joe...

or is it you?

Cos 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...?

-What is this about?

-It's personal. Is that her?

-Call the office for an appointment.

-Excuse me!

-Sir...

-Sister Madeline?

-Sir!

-Sister, could I speak to you?

-Sir!

-Please! Sister Madeline!

Please, are you Si...?

Please.

Are you Sister Madeline?

This is private property! You are trespassing!

I tried to call, I'm sorry. Chaplain Services only gave me an address.

-He'll call the police.

-Please, ju...

-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.

Head of... 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.

-Sorry, I...

We hired Sister Madeline with the understanding that her presence here

-wouldn't cause any disturbances.

-BELL RINGS

-Sister.

Sir.

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 SQUAWKS

And I realised that in an age

where no-one believes in miracles any more,

I was witnessing miracles every day.

And a paediatric-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...they... they draw this...after they've...

after they've seen her. Have you ever seen this before?

No.

I don't know.

Am I...?

Am I just goin' nuts?

As nuts as Christopher Columbus,

thinking there was another side to the Earth.

Talk to an anaesthesiologist.

They'll tell you...there are 100 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 tenth rung.

Beneath that

is a descending grey scale,

like the depths of an ocean no-one has explored.

It's 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! OK, let's go!

-Watch your back!

-I'll get it!

-Down on the right!

-Careful!

-Hook him up to a ventilator!

This is Jeanette in Nephrology.

I need to speak to Doctor Dickinson, please.

Doctor Darrow! ..Yes, it is an emergency.

I can't hold. Keep me on the line. Doctor Dickinson,

we've got a healthy kidney up here. Just Doctor Darrow. Joe.

-Yeah?

-'Joe, I'm on my way over to harvest a kidney

'and I want you to protect it for me.'

-Tell me what to do.

-All right, they're coming in for other organs

but that kidney is mine. I want that made clear.

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

-and hold off the vultures.

-Consider it done.

-Put Jeanette on.

-I'm ten minutes away.

-Jeanette.

Yes, sir?

-Mr Dickinson?

-Darrow.

-They told me not to leave him,

but I gotta 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.

FAINT WHIRRING OF HELICOPTER ROTOR

-FAINT VOICE:

-'Joe.

'Joe.'

HE EXHALES

MUMBLING

Dear God! LIFT BELL PINGS

-What room's the donor in?

-215. First double doors on your right.

-Call air support and tell 'em we'll be right up.

-Right.

GASPS

We're from Lakeview. We have a heart recipient prepped and ready to go.

-You're not supposed to be in here.

-Are you Dickinson?

-Get out.

-Hey, take it easy, Doctor.

-Get everyone out!

-No! It's OK, Joe.

-Dickinson said...

-I just spoke to him.

-He said move 'em both into surgery.

-Let's go.

-Wait, OK?

-Hey, it's all right!

-It's not!

-He's not ready to be moved!

-Hey, what are we waiting for? Move him out!

-Charlie, wait a second!

-What?

-This man's not dead.

The brain scan jumped. I saw it. I saw it on the monitor.

Come on, it's flat as a pancake. Come on, let's move him out of here!

-Come on, let's go!

-Charlie, listen!

Charlie, there's something going on! Don't do this yet!

-Don't kill this man!

-This man is dead.

-He spoke!

-Joe, please.

-I'm tellin' you!

-He could not speak!

-It was Emily!

-It was her voice! I'm not crazy!

-You back off!

-You've got...!

-You've gotta listen to me! Listen!

-Joe...!

-Hold off for a minute, OK?

-Leave me with him.

-This is nuts, Joe!

-Come on, get him inside!

-Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey, easy!

-Back off, man!

-Somebody get security!

-Get him outta here!

-For God's sake!

-Get security, will you?!

-Charlie, one fucking minute!

-Get him outta here!

-Joe! We need security in two south right away!

-Please, listen to me!

'Thanks for comin' down.'

-You posted bail?

-First offence. I got it waived.

I also spoke to the hospital administrator,

who's willing to drop all charges

-if you'll agree to take a lengthy sabbatical.

-I'll bet.

He said you said 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.

I mean, they're gonna dream about her, she was key to their survival.

-OK, then, how about the kid who never even laid eyes on her?

-What kid?

The kid I told you about in the kitchen!

He first met her in a coma! 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, Joe?

-You don't think she's still alive?

-If the kid could see her in a coma,

-why couldn't she be communicating from one?

-There were no survivors!

-They searched the jungle for almost a month!

-And never found her!

That's why we're here, 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 waitin' for her to come home, just like you are.

You have to end this, Joe.

You gotta do the hard stuff, like I did,

like everyone does.

You gotta 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.

(Right.)

SIGHS

What about that rafting trip?

What do you mean what about it?

Well, anything to get your mind off this.

-So you think I should go?

-Maybe I'll go with you. Huh?

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 over our river maps. Note the hazard points,

-the waterfalls...

-Check out these safari pants.

-Pack light.

-I'm just bringing my thong(!)

-Well, I'm bringing my camera.

-It better be disposable

cos everything's gonna go in the drink. Here's to adventure.

-Yey-ah!

-Adventure.

-Adventure.

-What do you think?

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

No, I mean... I mean, do you think it'll sell?

-The agent said it needed a paint job.

-Ach, get what you can and get out.

-Leave the memories behind.

-Well, you didn't after Hannah died.

But I didn't have corpses playing ventriloquist with me.

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 white-water trip.

-With pleasure.

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

WIND HOWLS

FAINT GRINDING AND FOOTSTEPS

CREAKING

WIND HOWLS

DOOR CREAKS

-'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, er, the doctor?

-Yes.

-Muy bien.

SPEAKS SPANISH

-Is my pilot here?

-Er, that is me.

Victor. Como te va?

-I take your bags.

-Have you been flying long, Victor?

Don't worry, I know how.

-You have a licence, though, right?

-Si. Pretty much.

Janajuapa.

-Janajuapa, you've been there?

-Er, si. Janajuapa.

This is it, right?

-With the waterfall.

-I don't know.

I only been there in the dry season.

-Is my interpreter here?

-The Yanomami speak a little Spanish.

I speak a little Wahibo. You talk to them through me.

OK, we go.

That your girlfriend in the picture?

It's my wife.

Used to be.

You come to get her back, eh?

In a way, I guess.

There was an accident here last spring.

-A bus...that washed away on a road.

-La Cruz Roja?

-The Red Cross?

-Yes, that's right.

-You can probably see it,

now that the river is not so high. It's just up ahead on the way.

The rock slide took more than just the 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.

And Janajuapa up ahead.

Some of the bodies washed out of the bus, down the river

and right into their village.

The guys we are meeting,

er, 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.

SPEAKS SPANISH

He say...he cannot take you to the village.

But for a price...

he can take you to their graves.

THUNDER RUMBLES SOFTLY

Senor.

Senor...

we should go.

They, er...?

They wouldn't know, would they, which, er...

body was buried where?

Look, if... if the weather gets...any worse,

we don't get out of here...

and...and that's no good for nobody.

Senors...

Senors, er...my wife.

-Er, su esposa.

-Mi esposa.

-Red Cross.

-La Cruz Roja.

-Cruz Roja. Where?

-Er, donde?

-Where? Donde?

Does anybody know where?

VICTOR SPEAKS SPANISH Which one?

BOTH SPEAK WAHIBO

What? What are they saying?

-They say they know her.

-THEY ARGUE IN WAHIBO

-What's he saying now?!

-He says he wants to take you to the village,

and he says, er, no. You need permission.

-What is he saying? What the hell is he saying?!

-I...I don't know! I...

Senor!

Senor, you can not go into the village! It is forbidden! Senor!

Senor! Senor, stop!

Senor!

We can return with government people but you must come back with me now.

I said now, senor!

No! No! No!

CREAKING

-'She wants you to go there, Joe.

-Join her.

'Joe. Joe! Joe, can't you hear me?!

'Joe?!

'...100 steps on the ladder of consciousness.'

-'No survivors. Where's her body?!

-You think she's alive?

'Emily?! Joe?! Listen to me!'

RUMBLING

SCREAMING

GASPS

< SPLUTTERS

You are one crazy son of a bitch, you know that?!

You're lucky to be alive, senor! You were not breathing!

It's been over an hour! Get up! We will cross the river downstream

and hopefully 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 licence! Stop, senor!

Senor!

Senor, stop! Don't do this!

Senor!

PANTS

The man said we must have permission.

I've got permission.

No-one's keepin' me out of there.

ALL SHOUT IN WAHIBO

Please.

My wife. SHOUTING FADES Did you know her?

Mi es... Mi esposa.

Did you know her?

Mi esposa.

SPEAKS WAHIBO

Doctora!

Doctora. Mi esposa.

Mi esposa.

The waterfall.

She was here.

SPEAKS WAHIBO

Come here.

She say...

they knew her alive.

She came to help them.

Into the river...

broke her back.

Dying.

They could not save her body...

but they save her soul.

SPEAKS WAHIBO

SPEAKS WAHIBO

She said, "Dragonfly."

'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."'

MUSIC: "Star" by Zoo Story

# 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... #

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