City of Angels Page #5

subject remains unsaid...

...probably cannot be said.

For all that we say is the far-off

remembering of the intuition..."

"...she begins to pull away from

the awareness she had once..."

"Commencing search."

Searching my soul.

What happened to the cards?

You could touch the cards.

She's been looking

at me for half an hour.

Maybe if I just hang here...

"This is a delicious evening,

when the whole body's one sense..."

What if I screamed?

What if I just screamed right now?

"When a woman decides to sleep

with a man..."

"You knew there would always

be a spring...

...as you knew the river

would flow again after it was frozen.

When the cold rains kept on

and killed the spring...

...it was as though a young person

had died for no reason."

All right, they have rescheduled

the operation for Monday.

What happened yesterday?

They had a golf tournament.

Who knows with these people?

Good morning, Mr. Messinger.

The "G" is soft, like "messenger."

What's on your lip?

What? Am I slobbering here?

- Where did you get that?

- What am I, a prisoner?

You want to get well, or

you want Ben & Jerry's?

This operation is a big deal.

Continue to eat like this...

...and you might as well skip it.

Save the grand.

If you'd have performed the operation

yesterday like you were supposed to...

...I'd be sucking carrots through

a straw in my arm. What happened?

Circumstances were not optimal

for the procedure.

I ain't "the procedure." My name is

Nathan Messinger and I'm right here.

Hello, hello, hello...

Floating, floating. Don't pop it.

Don't pop it!

Do you know the Muffin Man,

the Muffin Man, the Muffin Man?

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