Catch That Kid Page #2

Tom, come on. Quit messing around.

I can't hold you up.

I can't...

Tom?

What's going on?

I can't feel my legs.

What...

Where does it hurt?

Tom?

Can you hear me?

Tom? Tom.!

The injury probably occurred

during his climbing accident.

There must be something

you can do.

I mean, isn't there any kind

of emergency surgery or anything?

There's nothing

we can do here.

There is a private medical facility in Denmark

that has done testing on this injury.

Okay, then let's go, then.

It's considered experimental.

- Even though it's been highly successful...

- We'll try anything.

Your insurance

won't cover it.

- How much?

- What?

How much does the surgery cost?

We'll pay for it.

Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars.

Okay, w-we'll pay it.

Mom, tell...

Mom, tell her

we'll pay it.

Mom, we... we can...

we can pay it.

Mom, tell her we'll pay it. Please.

- Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars?

- Please tell her we'll pay it.

What happens if your dad

doesn't get the operation?

We'll go door to door.

Everyone loves your dad.

They'll give us money.

I could sell

my camera.

It's $250,000,you guys.

You know how much money

that is?

I have a coin collection.

They're rare.

R...

Well, what if I...

what if I borrow half?

And then I can make...

No, it doesn't exceed that.

Personal collateral?

Uh, we own a go-cart track.

Let's cut to the chase,

shall we, Mrs. Phillips?

You're not qualified

for a personal loan of this size.

I understand, but, uh,

my husband is sick and I was hoping...

Yes. Yes, I'm aware

of that, Mrs. Phillips.

Doesn't it mean anything

that I work for the bank?

- But you're freelance, aren't you?

- Mm-hmm.

From a security company.

A security company which,

under your guidance...

has been unable

to provide my bank...

with a fully operational security system

in the allotted time...

stated in the contract.

Come on.

Come on, sweetie.

Don't you have a heart?

This is not an emotional issue,

Mrs. Phillips.

A bank has no heart.

Only paper in a vault.

Strange not being able to move.

I've been staring at the same spot

on the ceiling for the past three hours.

Mom can't come up

with the money, Dad.

I escaped death

on that climb, Maddy.

Twenty feet from the summit,

my gear stuck...

but there was this perfect crack

all the way up to the top.

You free-climbed it?

It was so easy,

I lost concentration and I fell.

But somebody or something was looking out

for me so I could go home...

see you, get to know

what a great girl you are.

In a way, that fall was the best thing

that could've happened to me.

You know

I'd do anything for you.

Dad, we'll come up with the money.

I promise.

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