Just Like Heaven Script - Dialogue Transcript

Just Like Heaven Script

  
  
Elizabeth.

  
- How long was I out?
- About six minutes.

  
Thanks.

  
- OK. I'll be right there.
- OK, I'll be outside. Hey, Fran.

  
What are you still doin' here?

  
- How long you been on?
- Twenty-three.

  
Twenty-three?
Time to go, Elizabeth.

  
That's not gonna get me
an attending slot.

  
Adams? She needs to know
how to redress her sutures,

  
but then she can be discharged.

  
No, no. Ellis needs an EKG.
I don't like these swollen ankles.

  
- All right.
- Thanks.

  
Hey. I took care of Trauma Two
while you slept.

  
- I wasn't sleeping, I was just...
- You're welcome.

  
You're on in five and eight.

  
Jenny? You seen Jenny?

  
Sorry. Sorry. I'm here.

  
Hi, Mr. Clarke.
I'm Dr. Masterson.

  
We're gonna need a CBO,
lytes and a UA.

  
Anything I can do to make you
feel more comfortable today?

  
- Marry me?
- Wow.

  
No, I have my own bus pass.

  
Well, then how could I refuse?

  
Let me just call my sister and see if
I can borrow her dress. You sit tight.

  
Keep an eye on my fiancê,
and decrease his morphine drip.

  
Doin' OK?

  
Clear bed four.

  
Sir, you wanna step over...

  
I got it. I got it.

  
I got it.

  
- I was just about to...
- You're welcome.

  
Thank you.

  
UTI progressing into infection.
Pneumonia. Diabetic coma.

  
Una problema con sus riñones.

  
I'll have a Venti, triple-shot,
sugar-free, vanilla, nonfat cappuccino.

  
- Doctor.
- Mr. Clarke?

  
Will you marry me?

  
Of course, Mr. Clarke. But first,
we need to find you a robe. Jenny!

  
Sorry. Sorry. I'm here.

  
Going full Kabuki tonight, Fran?

  
The dark circles
were scaring the patients.

  
And she's got a hot date tonight.

  
Stop! I'm going out to dinner
with my ex and his mother.

  
He still hasn't told her
we're divorced.

  
I won't be responsible for killing
an 80-year-old woman.

  
I'll trade nights with you.

  
I've gotta go home and sew
six caterpillar costumes

  
with Velcro legs
for Katie's dance class.

  
I don't know
how you guys do it.

  
Nick is totally pushing me for kids.
I don't have time to shave my legs.

  
- Stop shaving. He'll leave you alone.
- Really?

  
Elizabeth, you're so lucky that all
you have to worry about is work.

  
- Dr. Masterson, are you in there?
- Yeah, I'll be right out.

  
- Ankle in bed two.
- OK, there's no fracture.

  
Just wrap it up
and send him home. Thanks.

  
- Hello?
- Are you really coming?

  
Yes, I'm coming.

  
Good. Because this guy is great.

  
You met him? Is he there?

  
I haven't actually
met him in person.

  
Abby, you're not setting me up
with a stranger.

  
He's a friend of an old friend.
He's really nice.

  
What does that mean,
fat with a good sense of humor?

  
Not again, Abby.

  
It wasn't easy
to get this guy to come.

  
He doesn't do this kind of thing either.
Do you girls have to do that here?

  
Do we not have six other rooms
in the house? Help Mommy.

  
I'm in the seventh circle of hell,
you better show up.

  
I'll be there.
I'm just really busy.

  
Don't you dare. You don't know
the meaning of the word.

  
I'm doin' you this huge favor here.
Beggars can't be choosers.

  
I am completely capable
of meeting men on my own.

  
I know, honey. I'd just like you
to meet one who's not bleeding.

  
I've already had
two marriage proposals today.

  
- Marry me.
- Yes, Mr. Clarke.

  
Yes, of course.
Make that three.

  
- I'll see ya at seven.
- It is seven.

  
Thirty. 7:30.
What are you making?

  
Lasagna. Mom's recipe.
No carbohydrate comments.

  
Please. I'm going on a day and a half
of cafeteria salad. Anything'll do.

  
Who put SpongeBob in the pasta?

  
I gotta go.

  
So, what are you gonna do?

  
The only other option is Phoenix.

  
- Would you consider it?
- Phoenix, San Francisco.

  
Old people and melanomas versus
great sushi and desperate women.

  
Walsh likes you.

  
Dr. Walsh. Gunshot victim,
internal hemorrhaging.

  
- How long have you been here?
- Twelve hours.

  
A few more.

  
- All right, Brett.
- I'll scrub up.

  
Elizabeth.

  
Yes, sir.

  
I was going to wait till tomorrow,

  
but I wanted to let you know
that I've made my decision.

  
I want you to stay on
as an attending physician.

  
Really? Thank you.

  
- Hey. Hey.
- Thank you, Dr. Walsh.

  
You've earned it.

  
Unlike some others,
you spend more time being concerned

  
with what's best for the patient
than kissing my ass.

  
A risky move, but I like it.

  
Sir, I can't thank you enough
for this opportunity.

  
There's so much I want to do here.
I can't wait to get started.

  
- Elizabeth?
- Yes?

  
The only thing I need you
to do right now is go home.

  
- But, sir, I... I have...
- Go.

  
You've been here 26 hours.

  
I know all.

  
- Dr. Masterson.
- Yeah?

  
I have a bowel obstruction in six.

  
At least, I think that's what it is.
Can you take a quick peek?

  
Yeah, of course.

  
- Brett.
- Congratulations.

  
Thank you. I didn't know
Walsh was gonna...

  
I have an offer in Phoenix.
Life's good.

  
That's great. That's great.

  
It's fine.

  
- Hey, Abby, it's me.
- Hey.

  
I'm sorry I'm late.
I know. I'm on my way.

  
- Don't worry. Your date's late too.
- Listen. I have good news.

  
I got the attending position.
I'm staying in San Francisco.

  
Oh, that's great!
Well, get over here.

  
- We're breakin' out the champagne.
- I'll be there in a minute. Bye.

  
This place is heaven.

  
It's been photographed
for magazines.

  
Yeah. I think I told you I was
gonna need something furnished.

  
Well, it is furnished.

  
Where's the couch?

  
Do you believe all of this space?

  
Yeah, it's great
for all those raves I'll be throwing.

  
I'm... sensing a "no."

  
Wow, huh?

  
I know. This place
isn't usually available,

  
but the couple's spending all their time
in Palm Springs now.

  
David, I'm just not quite sure
what you're looking for.

  
Maybe if we could
communicate a little more.

  
Maybe if you could
let me know a bit more

  
about what's going on with you,
with your job, your family situation.

  
- I don't wanna talk about that.
- Here's an idea:

  
Stop looking for a couple
of months. Start again.

  
You've gotta know
where you wanna live.

  
I just... I'm... I'm not...

  
...getting what it is you...

  
Hey, well... no. David.

  
David, are you kidding?

  
Wait, David. Look, come on.

  
A place like this,
it is long gone by now.

  
No, listen, there's 90 vultures
and just one carcass.

  
All right, fine. I'll call them.

  
He did? OK.

  
Well, right.
As soon as I know.

  
Thank you so much for your help.

  
Well, it's pretty obvious
why this hasn't rented.

  
There's no one-year lease.
It's a month-to-month sublet.

  
- Why?
- Some family matter.

  
They were pretty
close-mouthed about it.

  
Wow, what a view.

  
David.

  
Wow.

  
This is... sensational.

  
Oh, my God.
And it's got the private access?

  
They didn't do much with it,

  
but, I mean, you really
could do something with this.

  
Isn't this gorgeous?

  
Well, there's a few places
in the Richmond we haven't hit yet.

  
I like the couch.

  
The couch.

  
Good couch.

  
Good couch.

  
David. David, come here.

  
- What? What?
- There's nothing worth stealing here.

  
- There's no money, no drugs.
- I'm not stealing anything.

  
OK. I'm sure there's
a homeless shelter nearby.

  
I will give you money
for cab fare and a good meal.

  
But please, don't blow it
on more beer, OK?

  
I am not homeless. I live here.

  
OK. You can't live here,
because I live here.

  
This is my apartment.

  
- Since when?
- Since I rented it.

  
- You rented it.
- Yeah.

  
- You know what? I don't need this.
- What?

  
- Rent scam, right?
- What are you talking about?

  
There's probably five other people
who paid deposits and got the keys.

  
- And moved in all their things?
- Yeah... What?

  
This is my stuff. All of this.

  
That's my couch,
that's my coffee table.

  
Is that a ring?

  
Have you ever heard
of a coaster?

  
Or a trash can, for that matter?

  
I don't care who you are, you're gonna
mop that up. I'm getting the bucket.

  
It's like a pig
moved into my house.

  
- What?
- Like a filthy pig.

  
You... You moved in when?

  
Hello?

  
- I told you to get out.
- Jesus!

  
OK. So, what's this all about?

  
What? Nothin'.

  
Nothin'.

  
So, you called me for nothin'?

  
I've been sort of
seeing someone.

  
Seeing someone?
That's what I'm talkin' about. Finally.

  
- You think it's a good thing?
- Absolutely.

  
Yeah. The last time I tried
to hook you up, you bailed out.

  
This is good, and the fact
that you initiated it yourself,

  
that's important. OK?
Now, who is she? Do I know her?

  
I mean I'm seeing someone
that's not there.

  
She's emotionally unavailable?

  
You mean like a hallucination.

  
Twice, in my apartment.

  
A woman.

  
Attractive?

  
- Not really there, Jack.
- Right. Right. OK.

  
So when you saw this woman,
were you drunk?

  
I mean, I had a little buzz.

  
Dave, don't lie to me,
it doesn't help.

  
OK, fine, I was wasted.

  
But still, I shouldn't be seeing
some little blonde control freak

  
running around my apartment.

  
Why are you writing this down?
This isn't a session.

  
That's insulting, OK? I'm your friend
Jack here, I'm not charging you.

  
But if this thing rolls
into a second hour

  
we're gonna have to work out
some kind of deal. I'm kidding.

  
So, hold on a second.
You were drunk,

  
- you saw this blonde, controlling...
- I gotta stop drinkin'.

  
- No.
- No?

  
Yeah, drink, party.
Just do it with other people.

  
God gave us alcohol
as a social lubricant.

  
Make men brave,
make women loose.

  
What is that,
some Berkeley shrink thing?

  
No. Look around you, OK?

  
See this? This is the world.

  
Join it.

  
Stop swimming around
in your own mind.

  
That is a dangerous neighborhood
you should not go into alone.

  
Come on, Dave.
It's been two years, man.

  
No more hiding out.

  
Absolutely not.

  
- Are you insane? What are you doing?
- Oh, God, what is this?

  
I didn't want to,
but I will call the police.

  
I'm sleeping. It's a dream.

  
It's one of those dreams
and you know you're dreaming.

  
- How do you keep getting in here?
- It's you who's in here.

  
Oh, my.

  
This is more serious than I thought.

  
Go away, you don't exist.

  
I'm gonna ask you
a series of questions.

  
I want you to answer honestly.

  
Has your recent
alcohol consumption increased?

  
Yeah, so?

  
Are you hearing voices or seeing
things that aren't quite real to you?

  
As a matter of fact, yeah.

  
Have you recently sought consult
from a mental health care professional?

  
What? How do you know?
Stay away from me.

  
Do you feel paranoid,
like people are out to get you?

  
Why are you asking
so many questions?

  
I'll take that as a "Yes".
Listen to me.

  
You have fantasized,
quite convincingly,

  
that you've rented an apartment that,
in fact, belongs to somebody else.

  
Pick up that pillow.

  
Pick it up. It's OK.

  
There's a small red stain
on the back

  
where I once spilled
cherry cough syrup.

  
Yes, that's it.
How else would I know that?

  
Or the fact that these sheets that
you're now soiling are from Nordstrom.

  
I still have the receipt,
it's in that drawer.

  
Open it up and check.

  
I think you need to
come to terms with the fact

  
that you may be mentally ill.

  
- Really?
- Yes.

  
This is my apartment.
These are my sheets.

  
That's my nightstand.
That's my picture...

  
- Where's my picture?
- What picture?

  
There was a picture there of my...

  
There was a picture
right there on the nightstand.

  
- That was empty when I moved in.
- It was just there.

  
You know what? I've had enough.
I am calling the police.

  
- No, no, no, no.
- It's too late.

  
What'd you do to my phone?

  
Why can't I...?

  
You stay right there.

  
I'm gonna use the one in the kitchen.

  
Hey, Grace,
David Abbott here.

  
The people who sublet
this apartment to me,

  
- do you have their number?
- Is something wrong?

  
No, no. I was just wondering
about the previous tenant, that's all.

  
Well, the woman that I dealt with,
she didn't want to talk about it.

  
It was some kind of
tragedy in the family.

  
I didn't press for details
'cause I don't need any more drama.

  
- You think this girl died?
- Well, you better hope so.

  
That's the only way
they're gonna get off

  
this month-to-month thing
and give you a real lease.

  
- That's not exactly the reason I was...
- Come on, David, grow up.

  
Look, it has a view, a fireplace.

  
People would kill their grandmothers
for a lot less in this city.

  
- Can I help you with anything?
- No.

  
I mean, do you believe in this stuff?

  
Well, you don't until you do.

  
That's a little dated.

  
I recommend the Rosemary Preston.
It's totally seminal.

  
'Scuse me.
Where's your UFO section?

  
It's back and to the left.

  
Ufology. It's not even
a real science.

  
So, what kind of encounter
have you had?

  
- Encounter?
- Ectoplasm?

  
Soniferous ether?

  
I have a killer sêance book
if you're into communication.

  
Communicating is not her problem.

  
Righteous.
I have exactly what you need.

  
Yeah.

  
Crap!

  
There.

  
"Spirit, awake.

  
Spirit, partake.

  
Spirit, without fear.

  
Spirit, appear."

  
Are... are you here?

  
Come on, I think you're here.

  
OK.

  
I've got a hot, moist
cup of coffee in my hand.

  
There is no coaster on this table.

  
I'm going to set it down
on this lovely mahogany...

  
Don't you dare!

  
We... We need to talk.

  
About what?

  
Has it crossed your mind that there
might be something a little off

  
about the way you've
been spending your days?

  
Actually, yes. It's weird having
a squatter in your living room.

  
I am not...

  
OK, let's start over.

  
Hi, I'm David Abbott.

  
And you are...?

  
I am...

  
I'm Elizabeth.
My name is Elizabeth.

  
You didn't know that.
You... you had to read that.

  
I think I know my own name.

  
OK. When was the last time
that you remember

  
actually talking to someone
other than me?

  
The other day. The other day.

  
And... And when you're not here,

  
what do you do
with the rest of your day?

  
Certainly a lot more
than you do, that's for sure.

  
Let's not stray from the point, Lizzie.

  
Don't call me Lizzie.
I'm not in kindergarten.

  
- My name's Elizabeth.
- You think. Let me ask you,

  
has anything dramatic
happened to you recently?

  
Like what?

  
I don't know, like dying maybe?

  
How dare you say that to me?

  
OK, calm down.

  
Get your hands off of me, you pervert!

  
Calm down. I'm not...
I'm not here to hurt you.

  
I'm trying to help you
face the fact that...

  
- I'm not dead.
- Look around you.

  
There should be a bright light.

  
- There's no light.
- Walk into the light, Elizabeth!

  
There is no light! I am not dead!
I think I would know if I was dead!

  
What's happening to me?

  
You're dead!

  
Stop saying that!

  
Missed.

  
OK. OK, that's enough.
That's enough.

  
You're just giving me a headache!
Get off of me!

  
OK. All right, all right.

  
It's not my fault
you're the way you are.

  
- I just want you out of my house.
- You get out!

  
Rest in peace.

  
I'm not leaving.

  
Another one, my, my.

  
Golden State playing very well...

  
I love ya
Tomorrow

  
You're only a day away

  
Tomorrow, tomorrow

  
I love ya
Tomorrow

  
You're only a day away

  
Fine!

  
The sun'll come out
Tomorrow

  
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow

  
You know what? That's it.
I've had it with you.

  
I've tried to be nice,
but now you're outta here!

  
The power of Christ compels you!

  
The power of Christ compels you!

  
The power of Christ compels you!

  
The power of Christ compels you!

  
He can't even see me.

  
A little more left.

  
- You're mopping that up.
- More, more.

  
They're gonna set off
the smoke detector.

  
Dad, we got it!

  
All set, sir. We have the spirit.

  
A butter dish.

  
- You sure?
- Oh, definitely.

  
I have him right here.

  
I'm gonna go give him a flush.

  
That's it?

  
You just sit there?

  
Hey, you want bells and whistles
or a reading?

  
Come on.
He can't see me, either.

  
- For some hideous reason, only you can.
- OK, there's somethin'.

  
Definitely a presence.

  
How original. Tell me more.

  
It's hostile.

  
Wants you outta here.

  
Actually, he's not bad.

  
You should move, dude.

  
- I should move?
- I would.

  
I like him.

  
No, I'm not gonna move.

  
Can't you feel that, man?

  
There's like this
cancer-causing ray of spirit hate

  
- searing right towards your body.
- This kid's got a gift.

  
- I'm not moving!
- Why not?

  
It's not like it's that great
an apartment.

  
- What?
- Yes, it is.

  
- It's got a view.
- And a fireplace.

  
Whatever, dude.

  
Yo, do you have,
like, a diet anything?

  
I'm, like, 99.9 percent
parched here.

  
Could really use a cola.

  
Yeah. Come on.

  
Move out?
That... that can't be it.

  
Could you talk to her
and tell her she should pass on?

  
"Could you please talk to her?"

  
- I'm ignoring you.
- I'm ignoring you.

  
She won't accept that she's dead.
I told her to walk to the light.

  
She wouldn't do it.

  
That's because there is no light.
God, you're infuriating!

  
Wait, what's goin' on?

  
You know what?
Do you think I like this?

  
Do you think this is easy for me?

  
I know something's different,
something is not right.

  
- I'm walking through walls.
- You know,

  
I don't think I can help you.

  
This is one of the most
alive spirits I've ever been around.

  
- She's not goin' anywhere.
- What do you mean?

  
I agree with her, dude.
She's not dead.

  
But you, whoa.

  
You gotta deal with this...

  
'Cause seriously, that's like
the darkest aura I've ever seen.

  
Suckin' the life right outta you.
It's killin' you, man.

  
You have to let her go, dude.

  
How can I, when she won't leave?

  
Not your spirit girl.

  
I'm talkin' 'bout the other one.

  
The one you're keepin' in here.

  
That's what's really
haunting you, isn't it?

  
- I don't want to talk about that.
- I get it.

  
You were dumped.

  
Probably for some guy who doesn't
have a couch fused to his ass.

  
Shut up!

  
You can dish it out
but you can't take it?

  
You bring Father Flanagan
and the Joy Luck Club to get rid of me.

  
But I talk about you
getting dumped once...

  
You don't know what the hell
you're talking about. Shut the hell up!

  
Sorry for your loss, bro.

  
A word to the wise, girl.

  
Show some respect for the dead.

  
David?

  
I'm sorry.

  
It occurred to me now that I...

  
...probably don't know you
all that well.

  
I got this place for the roof.

  
I was gonna do
a whole garden out here...

  
...eventually, I think.

  
Now I'm babbling.

  
I...

  
I'm really sorry.

  
Most people who deal with loss really
find it helpful to talk about things.

  
I don't want to talk about it!

  
Anger works too.

  
Who was he talking about?

  
Laura. Her name was Laura.

  
Who's Laura?

  
She was my wife.

  
What do you think I am, stupid?

  
What is this? Oh, come on.

  
Don't. This is not gonna help.

  
How would you know? Have
you ever been in a bar in your life?

  
The groundhog emerges!

  
I didn't think you'd make it.
All right! All right!

  
It's Jeff, Jody, Kim, Valerie.

  
This is my buddy, Dave.

  
- Nice to meet you.
- What are you drinkin'?

  
- Coffee.
- Scotch!

  
- Don't you dare!
- Make it a double!

  
You don't have to wait.
I can start the hangover right now.

  
Yeah. Yeah.

  
He's excited to be out. I know!

  
Friday night!

  
- You can't drink these feelings away.
- Watch me.

  
So, you OK?

  
Say goodbye, walk to the door,
let's get some food in your stomach.

  
Who made you my mother?

  
Did I...?

  
How you comin' along
with those hallucinations?

  
- That was nothing.
- You're not a well man, David.

  
- It's just a lack of sleep.
- Sleep? You gettin' any?

  
- Eight hours.
- Twelve.

  
- Nine, tops.
- Opium addicts are more alert than you.

  
- Will you knock it off.
- Don't you dare!

  
Don't!

  
Last chance.

  
What are you gonna do about it?

  
Dave, buddy!

  
I'm so...

  
I'm sorry. God!

  
- You freak!
- Dave, that is uncool, man!

  
Good God!

  
You're gonna thank me
for that one day.

  
For what? Making me look like a lunatic
in front of all those people?

  
Why are you still here?

  
That's a scary question.
I have no idea.

  
Why are you the only one
that can see me?

  
Don't ask me.

  
All I know is when I'm not with you,
it's like I don't... exist.

  
Oh, my God.

  
Maybe I am dead.

  
Oh, come on now.

  
I'm... I'm sorry
that I said you're dead.

  
Maybe you're not dead.

  
Maybe you're just very... light.

  
If I could just remember something
about who I am, or was.

  
I mean, then I'd know
once and for all.

  
I'm trying to figure it out. I...

  
I just can't do it by myself.

  
You're not asking me to...
to help you, are you?

  
Look.

  
You have two realities
to choose from.

  
First one being that a woman
has come into your life

  
in a very unconventional way
and she happens to need your assistance.

  
Right.

  
The second one is that
you're an insane person,

  
sitting on a park bench
talking to yourself.

  
I think I prefer the first one.

  
OK.

  
Let's find out who I am.

  
No. I think that apartment was vacant.

  
That was a woman?

  
Nobody live there.

  
It's like I was a ghost
before I was dead.

  
Hi. Can I help you?

  
Finally, somebody normal.
I bet we were friends.

  
Hi, I'm... I'm David.
I am a new tenant here.

  
Hi, David, Katrina.
Come on in.

  
- She's friendly, I like her.
- This'll just take a sec.

  
I have a question. The apartment
upstairs, it belonged to a young woman.

  
Yeah, I think there
was somebody up there.

  
But she was, like, totally antisocial.

  
OK, maybe we weren't close friends.

  
Kind a like a cat lady,
but without any cats.

  
Right?

  
OK, I think we're done here. Let's go.

  
- OK, thank you.
- Look. This is so retro,

  
but I've got a window
I can't get open.

  
- She's got to be kidding.
- What?

  
- What?
- What?

  
She wants you to come in.

  
Well, if it's painted shut

  
and you use a screwdriver
to jam it, it sometimes...

  
Oh, tried it.

  
Won't budge.

  
No preliminaries. Incredible.

  
I'd like to help,
but I have dinner plans.

  
Well, I got dessert.

  
I just threw up in my mouth.

  
Well, OK. I...

  
Nice to meet you.

  
- You too, Dave.
- Thanks.

  
Why is she wearing workout clothes?

  
If you were gonna work out
in the middle of the day,

  
the only reason to wear workout clothes,
do you really need a push-up bra?

  
The whole point's
to strap 'em down.

  
- You're not comin' with me anymore.
- Why? Something might jog my memory.

  
Too bad. You're like an AM radio someone
shoved in my head and I can't turn off.

  
You don't think she was
completely un-classy and predatory?

  
Those happen to be
two of men's favorite things.

  
- Why don't you just date a pit bull?
- Maybe I will.

  
- Damn it!
- What?

  
I locked my key in the apartment.

  
There's a spare key
under the fire extinguisher.

  
I mean, I guess she's sexy if you're
into that whole tall, big boobs,

  
long legs, model-y sorta thing.

  
I guess if you wanna be that guy.

  
There are five other units here,

  
and not one person even
remembers what you look like.

  
Talk about being disconnected.

  
- Are you sure you really want that?
- Yes, I'm sure.

  
Next drawer on the left.

  
There's a funnel in there too,
if you need it.

  
- Check it out.
- What is it?

  
New leads.

  
Look, there's an address
written on here.

  
I can't make that out.
Is that a five or a six?

  
I think it's a...

  
No, no, no, that's a five.
Definitely a five.

  
So we have an address, a dry cleaning
ticket and a book of matches.

  
You know what that means?

  
- We could start a very small fire?
- There's still hope.

  
Oh, yes, these pants were jet black.

  
Armani, I believe.

  
I remember them.
They were expensive.

  
Do you remember anything else
about the woman? It's important.

  
She's pleasant,
but a little dull maybe.

  
- Dull?
- Dull?

  
I think of her,
I think of sadness, loneliness.

  
I don't need a psychological
profile from this guy.

  
- Can we just get the pants?
- Can I get the pants?

  
Item left too long.
We give them to homeless shelter.

  
Are you insane? They were Armani.

  
OK, let's go.

  
Are you coming or not?

  
They're pants,
what do you need 'em for?

  
425, I think.

  
- Look familiar?
- Not really.

  
Hi.

  
Hello.

  
- Can I help you?
- Hi.

  
This might sound a little odd, but I was
wondering if you knew a certain woman.

  
Blond, about five-foot-one...

  
- Two. And a half.
- Two and a half?

  
Oh, my God. Who are you?

  
I don't know you. I...

  
- Did my wife hire you?
- I'm sorry, what?

  
I knew she'd find out.

  
Whatever she's payin' you,
I'll double it.

  
- Anything you want.
- I'm not looking for money.

  
- Donald! Who is it?
- That's her. Come back around six.

  
I'll have a check ready.

  
Wow.

  
What? You don't think I actually
had sex with that old horndog.

  
- Kind a looks that way, Lizzie.
- It's Elizabeth. And that's disgusting.

  
Well, look on the bright side.
At 6:00, I'm coming into some money.

  
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

  
Oh, my God.

  
Maybe I was a slut.

  
A lonely, home-wrecking slut.

  
So what if I was a slut? There's nothing
wrong with a healthy sexual appetite.

  
Not at all.

  
Look who I'm talking to,
Mr. Tried To Feel Me Up One Time.

  
I'm trying to agree with you.

  
- David.
- What?

  
This is it.

  
You recognize it? Good.

  
OK. Come on.

  
This is Moose's.
I love this restaurant.

  
- You ate here a lot.
- No.

  
- No.
- I never did.

  
I remember looking in that window
and wishing I could eat in here.

  
What, were you a homeless
street urchin? Why didn't you?

  
I wanted to,
I just never got around to it.

  
Maybe the dry-cleaner guy
was right about me.

  
Hello, can I help you?

  
No, thank you.
Maybe some other time.

  
Kenny!

  
Lvan, call 911,
we need an ambulance!

  
- Are you OK?
- Undo his collar.

  
- Is he breathing?
- I can't tell.

  
- Maybe we should do mouth-to-mouth.
- God. We need a doctor.

  
We really have to find a doctor.

  
Is there a doctor here? Anyone?

  
- Feel his chest.
- What?

  
His chest,
check and see if it's bloated.

  
- How would I know?
- Just do it!

  
Excuse me. Pardon me.
I need to feel his chest.

  
Can you feel his ribs?

  
No, but I can if I press down.

  
- What are you doing?
- Does he feel bloated?

  
- I think so.
- Think what?

  
Tell them you'll need a sharp
paring knife and a bottle of vodka.

  
I need a sharp paring knife
and a bottle of vodka.

  
- Ivan?
- Yeah, got it.

  
- What's wrong?
- It's a tension pneumothorax.

  
- It's a tension nemothaxer.
- Pneumothorax.

  
- Pneumothaxer.
- Pneumothorax.

  
- Pneumathurman.
- Never mind.

  
- Never mind!
- But what is it?

  
Air is escaping
out of the lungs into his chest.

  
...out of his lungs into his chest.

  
- Open his shirt.
- Open his shirt.

  
- No, you do it.
- I'll do it.

  
A valve at the opening of the lungs.
If it doesn't close,

  
it constricts the lungs
and compresses the organs.

  
I want you to feel for his ribs
again. A little bit lower.

  
The spot between two ribs,
do you feel that?

  
OK, splash some vodka on it.

  
- All right. Get the knife.
- OK.

  
Can I ask everyone just
to stand back a little bit here?

  
A little bit further, please.
A little bit further. Thank you.

  
- What am I doing with the knife?
- Make an incision.

  
You know what? No.

  
- David, this man's life is at stake.
- I... I can't stab a man.

  
OK. There's nothing to be afraid of.

  
You're gonna make
a hole for the air to escape.

  
So put the knife on that spot.

  
Oh, my God.
How do you know this?

  
I don't know, I just do. Now do it!
Put the knife there.

  
Now, you're gonna need
to push harder than that.

  
- A little bit harder.
- Oh, God!

  
OK! OK, good! That's enough.

  
All right, now, take the pourer
out of the vodka bottle.

  
- What?
- You're doing good. Now...

  
Hold on.

  
- Go.
- Put the pourer in the hole you made.

  
What?

  
It's gonna keep the wound open
so air can escape. Do it!

  
- I can't.
- Do it.

  
- He's breathing.
- He's breathing!

  
He's breathing!

  
I'm a doctor.

  
I'm a doctor!

  
I know. Thank God. The ambulance
will be here right away.

  
Ask him where the nearest hospital is.

  
Do you know where
the nearest hospital is?

  
A few blocks, St. Matthews.

  
- Thank you.
- St. Matthews?

  
I may have been a home-wrecking
whore, but I saved lives.

  
I worked in that hospital.
I know it, it sounds so familiar.

  
- I've never saved a life before.
- It's the best.

  
One minute you're looking at
this monitor, it says "game over,"

  
then you bring it back,
a little blip and it's there!

  
- What's that?
- That's just a little blood.

  
David?

  
- I work here.
- You did?

  
The receptionist, her name is Amita.

  
It's all coming back to me now.

  
There's Bill and Karen

  
and Michael and...

  
Elizabeth? You mean Elizabeth Masterson?

  
- Masterson. Yes, that's my name.
- Yes, that's it. Elizabeth Masterson.

  
Dr. Masterson is...

  
...is not active on our staff right now.

  
Hold on. Let me talk to someone.

  
Excuse me, doctor?

  
Oh, no, she's got the tone.

  
- What tone?
- The tone.

  
You're trying to pass the buck
onto somebody else

  
to tell you your friend died!

  
Excuse me, sir.

  
I need you to go to
the third-floor nurses' station.

  
Oh, no, it's Fran. She's my mentor.

  
They wouldn't send us
here if it wasn't bad.

  
- Mr. Abbott?
- Hi, yes.

  
- Fran Lo.
- Nice to meet you.

  
You've been inquiring
about Elizabeth Masterson?

  
Right. Could you tell me
what happened to her?

  
I need to know
your relationship with her.

  
Tell her you're my boyfriend.
She can't tell you anything

  
unless she knows
we're intimately connected.

  
We were romantic with each other.

  
- What do you mean?
- You know, boyfriend-girlfriend.

  
I know what romantic means,

  
but I... I have
a hard time believing that.

  
- What? Why?
- What? Why?

  
Elizabeth's whole life
was this hospital.

  
"Was"? Did she say "was"?

  
I don't know of a single date
she'd ever been on.

  
We were fairly recent.
I live in her apartment...

  
- David.
- Building.

  
So, you don't know about the accident.

  
Accident.

  
Oh, God, David. I remember it.

  
It was awful.

  
I was... I've been away.

  
It was three months ago.

  
Three months.

  
I'm sorry.

  
I was away for awhile
on a business trip.

  
Oh, my God.

  
What was that?
You were, like, flying.

  
Oh, my God. It's you.

  
It's you, it's really you.

  
You're... you're not dead,
you're alive.

  
I know, David, but I'm in a coma.
This is not good.

  
Well, it's way better than dead.

  
Look at you.
Your body is healing, it's...

  
You don't have any scars.
You look pretty.

  
It doesn't matter how I look.

  
Three months,
that's a persistent coma.

  
We're here now.
Let's do something.

  
Like what?

  
Like... I don't know.
You're the doctor.

  
Right. Right.

  
- Forget it.
- What?

  
I was gonna say that we...

  
I need to find a way
to put myself together again.

  
OK, good, good. That's great.
How do we do that?

  
Maybe I should try this.

  
Something's happening!

  
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
I think it's working!

  
Yeah? No.

  
Let me try again.

  
I mean, really focus on it.

  
Hold on inside there.

  
I'm not sticking.

  
It's like I'm no longer
connected to this body.

  
All right, all right, all right,
all right. Turn around.

  
- What?
- I want to try something.

  
OK.

  
You felt that.

  
My hand tingled.

  
You are still connected to your body.

  
The monitor doesn't agree.

  
Machines don't know everything.

  
Everything in my training
tells me they do.

  
Then how are we having
this conversation?

  
I don't know.

  
Mr. Abbott? I'm sorry.
I have an appointment,

  
and I can't leave you here unattended.

  
Can I just have a couple
more minutes, please?

  
I'm saying goodbye.

  
- Of course.
- Thank you.

  
My nieces must have
made these things for me.

  
Wow, that's an amazing likeness.

  
Look at this.

  
That's the picture
from my nightstand.

  
Abby must have brought it.

  
You look great.

  
Look at me now.

  
These levels aren't changing, David.

  
If anything, they're decreasing.

  
- I'm gonna have to leave soon.
- All right.

  
Want me to wait
downstairs in the lobby?

  
No, no, that's sweet.
You should go.

  
Thank you for helping me.

  
It was my pleasure.

  
Are you sure you don't want
to come back with me?

  
After all,
it is your apartment. It's fine.

  
After I made it here, I...

  
...can't imagine
leaving myself, you know?

  
OK, I know, I just...

  
It just feels weird
leaving you here alone.

  
I don't know where else I belong.

  
Mr. Abbott. I'm sorry.

  
Goodbye, Elizabeth.

  
Goodbye.

  
Oh, I hate this.

  
She finally gets a life, and then...

  
You know what?
That guy was cute.

  
At least she got a chance
to hang with him for a little while.

  
Yeah. It woulda been awful
if she'd gone through her whole life

  
not knowing what it was all about.

  
Oh, my God. Jenny?

  
No wonder
I could never find you.

  
I guess you got my job.

  
Yeah. I think I've earned it.
I deserve it.

  
Everything
you thought it would be?

  
It is. And it's time to upgrade
from the 330 to the 740.

  
I'm goin' to the dealer tonight.

  
Hold on. It's Walsh,
I have to take this.

  
Hello?

  
Really? You want me to do it?

  
Sure, of course I can.

  
Dude, did you know I can get
a built-in jack for my iPod?

  
Did you know there's
people out there dying?

  
- I'm in a coma, have you noticed?
- I know. Sweet!

  
Zoe? Lily Vanilli?

  
Oh, my God,
you guys got so big!

  
Beat ya!

  
- Did not!
- Did too!

  
- Did not!
- Did too!

  
Did not!
Did too!

  
How could I feel him
and not you guys?

  
- Did not!
- Did too!

  
- Oh, that's funny.
- Abby.

  
I remember saying
no running, no screaming!

  
- Abby, can you feel me?
- All right, chill, I'm serious.

  
I guess not.

  
- I hope you feel better.
- Get well soon.

  
I love you.

  
I remember when you pushed us...

  
It's so sweet you guys
come and visit me.

  
- And I really miss...
- Excuse me.

  
- Mrs. Brody, hi.
- Hi.

  
Dr. Rushton.
Could I have a quick word?

  
- Sure.
- What do you want?

  
First of all, I hope you know how much
we all love and miss Elizabeth.

  
Please. He's doing
high fives he's not in Phoenix.

  
Because she was
a senior resident here,

  
we've taken some
extraordinary measures

  
to make her feel more comfortable
these last three months.

  
Lily! Turn it back!

  
Zoe, what did we talk about?

  
Watch your sister. Sorry.

  
This is hard to say.

  
When we come to work here,

  
we are asked to sign release forms.

  
OK.

  
I don't like the sound of this.

  
Did you know your sister's opinion
about artificially prolonging life?

  
- No.
- She was against it.

  
Really?

  
OK, that was before.
I am completely for it now.

  
Honestly, most in our
profession feel that way.

  
Not me! I'm perfectly happy.

  
Come on, Abby!

  
You have got to feel me,
I'm your sister!

  
But there's still some
brain activity, isn't there?

  
People have woken up
from this kind of coma.

  
- All the time.
- Not on any record I've found.

  
Of course they have!
Otherwise, what am I doing here?

  
I feel car sick.

  
- What are you doing?
- We're looking for the stick.

  
What stick?

  
- You said she had a stick up her...
- Stop it! Come on.

  
TV is going to become
a very dim memory for you two.

  
Mrs. Brody,
Elizabeth did sign a release.

  
Because of the special situation,

  
we won't take any terminal action
without your explicit approval.

  
Now, I've prepared this paperwork...

  
Don't sign that. I'm here!

  
...if you decide to sign...
- I'll think about it.

  
Abby, I'll baby-sit more, I swear!

  
Those jeans you love?
They're yours!

  
We sometimes find that it's easier

  
just to ask God's forgiveness
and not prolong the inevitable.

  
I said I'd think about it.

  
Thank you, Abby.

  
You always looked out for me.

  
You here?

  
I guess not.

  
I'm locked out.

  
Doesn't this location
make San Francisco bearable?

  
Wait, you're not from here,
are you? Oh, good.

  
And what's with all
the single men in this town?

  
Every time I meet
a good-looking guy... lesbian.

  
It's tough.

  
I'd get on the phone and I'd be like,

  
"Hello? Osama?

  
Communism is so over.

  
Like, give your people toilet paper."

  
So, like, if I had to choose?

  
If I had to choose.

  
Wow.

  
I guess I'd have to go
with the midget.

  
I'm sorry...

  
The locksmith,
does he know to ring my unit?

  
I think so.

  
Where's your bathroom?

  
- It's right down the hall there.
- OK.

  
- Elizabeth!
- Yeah.

  
No, I just... I didn't think
you were gonna come back.

  
I thought you were gonna stay
at the hospital with your body.

  
It's terrible. They're trying
to get my sister to sign papers

  
authorizing permission
to take me off of life support.

  
- No! What? They can't do that!
- I know. I said that.

  
Nobody could hear me.

  
And I just wanted to talk to you.

  
- David!
- Just a minute!

  
Well, that didn't take very long.

  
No.

  
No, she barged in.

  
She got locked out of her apartment.

  
- You don't have to explain. I get it.
- No, you don't get anything.

  
She's using the bathroom...

  
Her voice sounded
like it came from the bedroom.

  
It did?

  
Come here.
I want to show you something.

  
When you know, you know, right?

  
I had no idea that's...

  
You had no idea
she was naked on your bed.

  
No.

  
You're wondering
what she looks like.

  
- No, I'm not.
- A little?

  
Not enough to go look.

  
Tell you what.
I'll do a little recon for ya.

  
- Please don't!
- Don't worry. I'm a doctor.

  
- Elizabeth. No, no, no, no, no.
- Relax.

  
She's got a tattoo on her ass.

  
It says "All aboard."

  
- Really?
- In three languages.

  
- Oh, that's funny.
- She's very cultural.

  
You know, you sound jealous.

  
- Oh, please.
- You do.

  
Are you talkin' to someone?

  
- Hey, what's goin' on?
- Eyes up top, David.

  
Nothing.

  
Look, I'm sorry if I'm coming on
a little too strong.

  
That's just my style.

  
I hear you sometimes.

  
Up here...

  
...by yourself...

  
And I just figured...

  
...maybe he's lonely.

  
I know I am.

  
Is it wrong for me
to want to touch someone?

  
To be close?

  
Feel a warm body next to me?

  
David, just do it.

  
What?

  
Go ahead, be with her.
It's what you both want.

  
- No, it isn't.
- Are you all right?

  
Do you... wanna take
some kind of medication first?

  
It's cool if you do.

  
David, it's OK.

  
She's beautiful, and she's
right here in front of you.

  
- And I'm in the way.
- No, you're not.

  
Elizabeth. Elizabeth!

  
It's Katrina.

  
That was quick.

  
Come on, nothing happened.

  
What'd you say to her?

  
That I was seeing someone.

  
Honestly?

  
Well, I didn't mention
that I was the only person who could.

  
You know, I haven't...

  
...haven't really been
with anyone since...

  
...since Laura.

  
She was cursing at her shoe.

  
Her heel had broken.

  
And then she just kind a sat down

  
and put her hand to her head.

  
Cerebral hemorrhage?

  
And...

  
I couldn't do anything to help her.

  
She was, like, gone.

  
I couldn't even say goodbye,
and she was just...

  
She's gone.

  
What was she like?

  
You know, she was just
a big pain in the ass.

  
No, really.

  
I mean, the bras on the doorknobs,

  
leaving the car with the...
with the gas needle below empty.

  
She couldn't put gas in the car.
It was impossible for her.

  
And just total stubborn inability
to master a remote.

  
So she would just
randomly click buttons,

  
until the TV was snarled into
some unmanageable condition.

  
I mean, I'm so...

  
I'm mad just thinking...

  
...thinking about her.

  
I'm sorry, David.

  
Your sister really wouldn't
sign those papers, would she?

  
I don't know.

  
I hope not.

  
Won't even matter
if I don't wake up soon.

  
My brain activity's
decreasing every day.

  
Maybe that's not such a bad thing.

  
You're kind of a smarty-pants.

  
No, it'll bring you down to my level.

  
You're not dumb, David,
just a little lazy.

  
Cute, but lazy.

  
Thank you.

  
I wasn't always like this, you know.

  
What were you like?

  
Come on.

  
I want to show you something.

  
- Where are we?
- It's an estate.

  
The guy's in Hawaii this time of year.

  
- Are we trespassing?
- Don't worry, we're not going inside.

  
Here it is.

  
You said you love gardens.

  
What is this place?

  
I made this place.

  
This is my work.

  
I was a landscape architect.
I had my own company for awhile.

  
David, I've been here before.

  
What do you mean?

  
I know this is gonna
sound really strange,

  
but I dreamed of this place.

  
These flowers, everything.

  
It's beautiful.

  
I had no idea, David.

  
What a joy it must be
to create a place like this.

  
Yeah, it was.

  
Is it gonna be again?

  
Sure.

  
Promise?

  
Who the hell's calling me?

  
Hello?

  
David, it's Grace.

  
Well, you are the luckiest man
in San Francisco.

  
Thank you. Why do you say that?

  
Great news, the apartment is yours.

  
And they're willing
to give you a nice long lease.

  
How long a lease?

  
Really long.
And I'm gonna send it over,

  
- and I'll talk to you tomorrow.
- Wait, wait, wait.

  
Why are they giving me
a long lease now?

  
It's a terrible story. The tenant
was in some kind of coma,

  
and it is what it is,
so they're gonna pull the plug.

  
But get this: They are gonna
throw in that couch you like.

  
- David?
- What?

  
We gotta go talk to your sister.

  
Why? What are you gonna say to her?

  
I don't know. What kind of dirt
do you have on her?

  
Her middle name is Ellen.

  
In the third grade she told everybody
it was Leia, like Princess Leia.

  
What else?

  
She's lactose intolerant.

  
All right, the only way
this is gonna work

  
is if I could tell her something
that only you know.

  
Something so intimate, so personal...

  
She French-kissed her ex-boyfriend J.J.
Five minutes before her wedding.

  
Oh, that'll work. That's good.

  
- Nobody knows that.
- That... I think I like her already.

  
So, how did you know Elizabeth?
You must've worked together.

  
- God knows she wasn't dating anybody.
- Everybody likes to rub that one in.

  
Actually, this is gonna be
a little difficult to swallow...

  
Tea!

  
My nieces are here?
They're supposed to be at school.

  
- Hi.
- Would you like some tea, sir?

  
Well, yes, thank you, madam.

  
Abort. Don't do this in front of them,
it's gonna freak them out.

  
I'm sorry, you were saying?
How did you know her?

  
- Lie your butt off.
- We worked together.

  
- No!
- No.

  
No, no, no. You're not credible
as a doctor. Make something up.

  
I mean, I didn't work with her.
We worked together on my illness.

  
I was a patient of hers.

  
Lily? Can you see me?

  
I was sick. I had meningitis.

  
Spiral meningitis.

  
I'm so sorry.

  
Spiral meningitis?
It's not a disease.

  
Oh, no, it's OK.
I'm much better now.

  
I...

  
Elizabeth, she believed in me,

  
believed that I would recover
when nobody else did.

  
And then I did.

  
That sounds just like her.

  
But why are you telling me this?

  
Because I know about
Elizabeth's situation,

  
and I just wanna say that...

  
Lily.

  
...there are things...
- You know I'm here, don't you?

  
...sometimes that...

  
...that are beyond our understanding.

  
And so, I just wanted to ask you...

  
Actually, I just want to beg you

  
to... to give her
a little bit more time.

  
She's gonna pull through this thing.

  
I just know it.

  
That's really sweet of you to say,

  
but... it's kind a too late.

  
Abby.

  
- What do you mean?
- Abby, what did you do?

  
It's David, right?

  
You see, it's too late because
I've already signed the papers.

  
Abby. I'm here.

  
Can you feel me? I'm right here.

  
We're terminating life support
tomorrow at noon,

  
while the girls are in school.

  
I mean, the past three months
have been so hard on them,

  
on this whole family.

  
Well, I understand that. I really do.

  
But I think you're makin'
a grave mistake here,

  
- because I really believe...
- It's for the best. Really.

  
This is what Elizabeth wanted.

  
I mean, I spent my whole life thinking
I knew what was best for her.

  
What she should wear,
what men she should date.

  
This is the last thing
Elizabeth asked for.

  
And for the first time in my life,
I'm gonna respect her wishes.

  
Oh, Abby.

  
Look.

  
This is gonna sound
really strange to you, but...

  
Oh, no, no, no.

  
...the truth is Elizabeth
is here with us right now.

  
She came here with me, she's standing
next to you, begging you to wait.

  
Right next to me?

  
- Right there.
- David, stop.

  
No, let me do this.
I don't know how or why,

  
but somehow I can see
your sister's spirit.

  
I know it's crazy,
but I also can talk to her.

  
So why don't I have her just
explain the whole thing to you,

  
and I'll translate.

  
Could you just hold on, just a sec?

  
OK, tea party's over.
Time for Wiggly Safari!

  
Yeah!

  
- OK, David, this could work.
- I think I was getting through to her.

  
- You need to get her to the hospital.
- Right to the hospital.

  
- We'll get her to rip those papers...
- Get the hell outta here, you freak!

  
I'm not makin' this up!
Why would I?

  
Abby, calm down,
just calm down!

  
I'll chop you!
I swear, I will chop you!

  
- Tell about J.J.
- I know about J.J.

  
- What?
- I know what you did with J.J.

  
I'll tell everybody.

  
How do you know that?
Nobody knows that!

  
Get outta here! Get going!

  
You kids OK?

  
Mommy, is Auntie Elizabeth
gonna have more tea?

  
What?

  
I don't think your sister's
a very spiritual person.

  
She's just bein' a good mom.

  
Tryin' to keep her kids away
from a crazy guy.

  
I think I would have liked
to have been a mom.

  
You'd make a good one.

  
Thanks.

  
Guess I'll never really know.

  
Come on, Lizzie. This can't be it.

  
- Lizzie?
- OK, I'm sorry.

  
I know you don't like
to be called that.

  
I'm warming up to it.

  
I can go to that hospital.

  
I could talk to your friend, Fran.
I could...

  
- No, David.
...talk to the asshole guy.

  
Brett? No. Just stop,
They'll put you in a straitjacket.

  
There's no way anyone's
gonna believe I'm still here.

  
Your niece, the little girl.
She saw you.

  
Oh, great.

  
My fate's in the hands
of a four-year-old

  
who has seven other
imaginary friends.

  
Wait. There is someone else.

  
What do you mean?

  
Come on.

  
- Darryl!
- Dude.

  
- Yeah.
- The spirit's with you, isn't it?

  
You can't bring that here.
What are you thinking, bro?

  
- You were right. She's alive.
- Righteous.

  
She's in a coma. Her family's
gonna take her off life support.

  
Not so righteous.

  
So, what, are you guys
socializing now?

  
We've... acclimated.

  
Yeah, I can tell.

  
In fact, I'm sensin' some pretty
intense feelings she has for you, bro.

  
- Really?
- No, I don't.

  
Major red aura.
Somebody's embarrassed.

  
- I am not. Can we focus here?
- OK.

  
- Ask him if there's a spell...
- Or a chant. Anything to get...

  
- My spirit...
...back into her body?

  
- You're asking the wrong question.
- Why is that wrong?

  
Look, I have the gift.

  
I didn't ask for it, but I do.

  
I can sense these things,

  
spirits, whatever
you wanna call 'em.

  
Why they're hangin' here
in the first place?

  
- That's their unfinished business.
- Do I have the gift?

  
Dude, please.
You definitely don't have it.

  
You're a civilian.

  
But if I don't have it,
how is it that I can see her

  
and talk to her
when no one else can?

  
- Exactly.
- Exactly what?

  
That's the right question.

  
What the hell is he talking about?

  
God, I feel like it's
right there in front of us.

  
I just can't get a handle on it.

  
How do you solve a problem
that isn't possible in the first place?

  
Because nothing seems
impossible to me anymore.

  
I mean, why did I move into
your apartment in the first place?

  
Why can I see you
when no one else can?

  
I mean, why was I down in that
restaurant when that guy collapsed?

  
It all seems interrelated somehow.

  
- What are you doing?
- I don't know.

  
I feel like I missed something here.
Wait a second.

  
Rosemary Preston lives
right here in San Francisco.

  
We could go talk to her.

  
I'll call Information,
maybe she's listed.

  
Where did you get this?

  
It was just at the hospital.

  
Yeah. I...

  
I took it.

  
I'm sorry. I...

  
I just...

  
I wanted to have a picture of you.

  
I wasn't sure that I was
gonna ever see you again.

  
I'm sorry.

  
Don't be sorry.

  
That's really nice.

  
I really like that picture.

  
Yeah. Yeah, I liked it too.

  
I had just gotten
my MOAT scores back.

  
Well, you must've done well.

  
No, actually, I bombed.
My scores were so low

  
I couldn't even get into
correspondence school.

  
- And that's a good thing?
- No.

  
I know it sounds kind a crazy.
I wanted to go back to the library

  
and start studying immediately,
but Abby said no.

  
The only thing to do
was to burn my scores

  
and drink margaritas.

  
Lots and lots of margaritas.

  
Well, looks like she was right.

  
It's just funny because the one time
I completely failed at something,

  
I had more fun
than I'd ever had in my life.

  
You look happy.

  
I was happy.

  
But what was I doing
with the rest of my time?

  
When I think about my life and I...

  
All I can remember is working.

  
You know? Working and working

  
and trying so hard.

  
And for what?

  
You help people.

  
You save lives.

  
Yeah. Including my own.

  
I saved my life, for later.

  
I just...

  
I never thought
there wouldn't be a later.

  
No, don't say that.
There's still time.

  
We're gonna see this lady...

  
You know, I just don't want
to spend my last night crying.

  
Or... fighting my fate.

  
I wanna do something with you.

  
OK. OK, great.

  
What do you want to do?

  
You want to fly to Paris?

  
See the Eiffel Tower? No problem.

  
You wanna dance on a beach
in Bali? Let's go! Let's do it!

  
Anywhere in the world

  
that will take MasterCard or Visa.

  
Anywhere.

  
There is something
that I would like to do.

  
Anything.

  
I'm so bad at this.

  
What? What is it?

  
Are you nervous?

  
- A little.
- Why?

  
I don't know.

  
How can you be nervous
when I can't even touch you?

  
I think I'm more nervous
because you can't touch me.

  
Why?

  
You know in the hospital
when you touched my hand?

  
I felt it.

  
I mean, my spirit felt it.

  
I don't know how.

  
But I think if you could
ever really touch me...

  
...I might wake up from all of this.

  
I can almost feel that.

  
Me too.

  
I think I know what
my unfinished business is.

  
What?

  
You.

  
Elizabeth.

  
Elizabeth?

  
- Elizabeth?!
- I'm right here.

  
Oh, good, good.
I thought you were gone.

  
Suddenly I know
what I'm supposed to do,

  
because this time
I can do something.

  
What are you talking about?

  
Lizzie, when we first met,
I kept saying that you were dead.

  
But it was me that was dead,
and you brought me back.

  
You saved me.

  
And now it's my turn to save you.

  
How?

  
I'm gonna steal your body.

  
David.

  
David. David, what are you thinking?
You can't do this!

  
- Why can't I?
- Because you'll go to jail.

  
So? If something happens to you,
you think I care where I'll be?

  
At least this'll buy us
a little more time.

  
The things you'd have to know
to even start to pull this off...

  
You know them.
You'll talk me through it.

  
OK, you're gonna need a van.

  
And somebody with no morals.

  
- What are we movin' again?
- Medical supplies.

  
You didn't tell him? You have to.

  
You know,
he looks really familiar to me.

  
- You saw him at the bar.
- Saw who at the bar?

  
No one, never mind.
Here we go!

  
OK, and we're in such a hurry
to move this stuff because why?

  
There's a one-day sale on
hospital beds. I always wanted one.

  
Oh, great. Now you're
gonna become a bed potato.

  
- You've gotta tell this poor guy.
- Not yet.

  
- Not yet what?
- We're not there yet.

  
OK, Dave, be honest with me.

  
Has your imaginary friend
come out to play?

  
OK, grab a cart.

  
You need a blood pressure cuff

  
and a portable ventilator,
right there, that yellow thing.

  
Dave, what the hell are you doing?
This isn't a sale, man!

  
All right. I knew
you wouldn't come if I told you.

  
- Do I really want to hear this?
- My imaginary friend is not imaginary.

  
She is the spirit of a girl
in a coma upstairs

  
who they're about
to take off life support.

  
We've got to get her someplace safe.

  
- Really?
- Really.

  
- You should've told him.
- He wouldn't have believed me.

  
- Does he believe you now?
- I had to get him into the hospital!

  
Let me take you to the psych ward.
There are people who can help!

  
No time. It's 11:30 right now.
She's gonna be dead in half an hour!

  
Tell him I know this is a stretch.

  
Elizabeth is standing
right behind you right now.

  
She knows what a stretch
this is for you.

  
If your friend's really behind me,

  
ask her what I'm doing:
Rock, paper or scissors?

  
- Rock.
- Rock.

  
- Scissors.
- Scissors.

  
- Paper.
- Paper.

  
- Rock again.
- Rock again.

  
- He's flipping me off.
- Are you flipping her off?

  
- You're flipping her off!
- How...?

  
OK. OK, sometimes
people with emotional

  
and mental disturbances
can have psychic moments.

  
But even if she was real,

  
do you know what you're
risking for this woman?

  
- Yes!
- Why?

  
Because I love her.

  
I love her.

  
I do, I love you.

  
No one's ever said that to me before.

  
- David?
- What?

  
- Tell him thank you.
- We're really grateful, Jack.

  
I'm not doin' it for you.

  
Then why are you doing it?

  
Because someday, trust me,
I'm gonna need help movin' a body.

  
When that day comes,
I don't wanna hear any shit from you.

  
OK, get me on the gurney, quick.

  
Oh, my God. David.

  
I know. She's pretty, right?

  
That's really sweet,
but we've gotta go.

  
No, that's not it. This is her.

  
This is the woman I set you up with,
the woman you stood up that night!

  
I was gonna meet Elizabeth?

  
And she didn't make it either,
because she had an accident.

  
It was you.

  
Is that it? Is that why?

  
I was supposed to meet you.

  
How did you know her?

  
I'm friends with her sister.
We went out.

  
- I knew I'd seen him. That's J.J.!
- Jack is J.J.?

  
What did you...?
No one's called me J.J. Since college.

  
He's older and hairier, but it's him.

  
The one who tongued Abby
at the wedding?

  
- How the hell did you know that?
- It's Elizabeth.

  
- Oh, my God. She really is here.
- I told you!

  
Get her on the gurney! I don't want them
killing Abby's sister! Come on.

  
OK. Be really gentle.

  
Yeah.

  
I'm here already.

  
- That's Brett.
- He's 15 minutes early!

  
- Soon as the sister shows, we're ready.
- He's comin' in.

  
That's OK. All right.

  
- Careful, he's smart. His name is...
- Dr. Rushton?

  
- Yeah.
- Well, hi, David Abbott.

  
Buy some time.
Tell him you're a doctor.

  
I'm a doctor.

  
You're a special consultant
from PAO Medical.

  
I'm a special consultant
from PAO Medical.

  
Dr. Walsh sent me down
for a final evaluation.

  
I had no verbal or written
instructions to that end.

  
There's new evidence
to support that full...

  
Functionality can be restored.
We need to run some tests.

  
Who's we?

  
Tell him your team is downstairs.

  
My team is downstairs with
a signed order from Dr. Walsh.

  
- You got it.
- This is the first I've heard of this.

  
You won't mind
if I talk to Dr. Walsh?

  
Go confirm with him.
We'll wait right here.

  
I'll just get him on the phone.

  
- David!
- OK, I'm not convincing as a doctor!

  
Oh, God, David,
the felonies just keep pilin' up!

  
- That way, David.
- Go this way.

  
- Brett!
- What happened?

  
Are you OK?

  
This is Dr. Rushton.
I need security on the third floor.

  
Don't jostle. But go faster.

  
- Take a right up here.
- Right here! Right, right, right!

  
The elevator!

  
Hold it! We need you to...

  
Oh, shit.

  
Stop right there!
Stop! Stop! Stop! Hold it!

  
Come on! Hey, hey, hey!

  
- David.
- Elizabeth.

  
Oh, my God, David.
My breathing tube is gone.

  
What? No!

  
- Well, what can I do?
- It's too late. It's happening.

  
- No.
- It's strong.

  
Be stronger.

  
It's pulling me away.

  
No!

  
Stay with me!

  
- I got ya.
- Elizabeth!

  
- No!
- David.

  
- Give me a sedative!
- Help her!

  
- Gimme five of Haldol.
- Help her! Elizabeth!

  
- Hold him.
- No! Elizabeth!

  
What's going on?

  
- That's not possible.
- Yeah.

  
That's not possible.

  
Elizabeth? Can you hear me?

  
I can't believe
we almost let you go.

  
Honey? It's me, Abby.

  
- Abby.
- Yeah.

  
I think I bumped my head.

  
It's OK.

  
Hey.

  
Hello.

  
It's me.

  
I'm sorry, I don't...

  
Honey, it's David.
You don't remember David?

  
The apartment.

  
The rooftop.

  
Garden.

  
Nothin'.

  
Honey, you don't
remember him at all?

  
- Aunt Elizabeth, come on!
- Come on!

  
We only rented it for a month.

  
- Did you move something?
- No.

  
It's funny, I just have
this strange feeling,

  
like... something's missing.

  
Everything's here, just as you left it.

  
I guess it's just been a long time.

  
You sure you're gonna be OK?

  
Yeah. I'm gonna be good.

  
- So I'll see you guys Saturday.
- OK. The girls'll bake for you.

  
Hi.

  
Don't worry, I'm...

  
I just wanted you
to have your garden.

  
How did you get up here?

  
Spare key.
Under the fire extinguisher.

  
Look, the last thing
I want to do is scare you.

  
Goodbye, Lizzie.

  
Wait.

  
Yeah?

  
The key. I need the key back.

  
Oh, right.

  
How do I know you?

  
Maybe from your dreams.

  
If you could ever really touch me,

  
I might wake up from all of this.

  
It wasn't a dream.

  
No.

  
David.

  
Yeah. Yeah.

  
Righteous.