D.O.A. Page #4

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Talk? I talk all day, every day.

It's what I do.

No, it's ironic banter.

It's not intimacy.

And after a while, it's abuse.

I'm sorry. I lied when I said,

''For better or worse.''

I'm not gonna stick around and watch

someone I love just wither away.

Gail.

- Don't.

- I've got to. Mistletoe.

Sign those papers before you go.

Ah, a mistake.

It's unclear where the light

is coming from. There is no scope!

- Oh, thank you, Graham.

- Excuse me.

We've gotta stop meeting like this.

Hey, Dex.

Quit staring, will you?

I got a bashful bladder.

What's the matter, Hal?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

No, no, no.Just your wife.

She know you're here?

- She's here?

- Yeah.

Uh-oh.

- I know. It's been

a long time, hasn't it?

- I didn't know you were still

attending faculty functions.

Yeah, it gives me a chance

to see folks I don't see much any more.

- Anyone special?

- You found him.

- Hey.

- Look what I picked up in the john.

- Yeah, isn't it awful what

you can get from a toilet seat?

- Did you enjoy your egg nog, Dex?

- Not enough nog.

- Elaine, could you flag me down

one of those?

- Oh, God. Don't encourage him.

- Graham, could you--

- Thought you had a hot date.

- Did you sign those papers?

- Gail, you know I gave up writing.

Writer's block can get awfully

expensive with my lawyers, Dex.

If I could have

everyone's attention, please.

Despite the tragic event

that happened on campus today...

our benefactress,

Mrs Michael Fitzwaring...

insisted that we proceed

with the dedication as scheduled.

This gallery was long the dream

of my late husband.

Four years ago,

when I arranged for the son...

of my husband's murderer

to come to this college...

it shocked many people.

But Nicholas Lang was not responsible

for the sins of his father.

And I believed

that he deserved a chance.

Over these last four years,

Nick proved worthy of my faith.

He triumphed over the past,

or so it seemed.

But sometimes,

the past is inexorable.

- I saw his body at the med centre.

- Who?

- Nick Lang, the student who jumped.

- Erstwhile student.

- What?

- Plummeted right past my window.

I had a front row seat.

-Jeez, Dex.

- There will be a memorial service

for Nicholas.

Gail.

- I'm coming.

- Hey, hey, we'll--

We'll take care of her.

- We'll take care of her.

- Now, look, I'm coming--

-Just leave it to Elaine. No, Dex.

Please, don't complicate it.

And don't hurt yourself.

It's okay.

We'll take you home.

Gail, you and Nick Lang?

Gail.

- Talk to me.

- Please, just leave me alone.

Scene of a crime

A body in the bag

0ne gets to die

0ne gets the flag

- A slave to desire

- Bartender.

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