Last Man Club Page #3

He's very, very sick.

Where are you headed?

To a funeral...

In Pennsylvania.

You're taking your sick

grandfather to a funeral?

Yes, well, he's actually...

He's... he's sick with grief.

His mother...

His mother?

She was a hundred

and six... Teen?

- Why are you asking me?

- No, I'm not.

Ok, step out of the car, please.

To the back.

Hands on the trunk.

Do you normally wear clothes

like this for funerals?

- No, I...

- Don't move. Shut up.

Sir, can you hear me?

Sir? Are you ok?

- Sir, can you hear me?

- Ok, that's it! Hands up!

- Back away. Against the car.

- Oh, sh*t.

- Get against the car!

- What are you doing?

Get in the car! Get in!

Ok, uh, all right.

Handcuff one of your arms.

- Hurry up!

- All right, ok.

Ok, put hands behind your back.

- Is that too tight?

- Yeah.

I'm sorry. Get in.

Sorry!

Oh, sh*t!

- You pointed a gun at me.

- I wasn't gonna shoot you.

- Why did you do it?

- I was scared.

Look, I can't go back, ok?

I can never go back.

What, did you

break out of prison?

Yeah, you could say that.

Do I look like a convict?

I can't go back either.

Look, I'm sorry if I screwed

things up for you.

If the police weren't looking for

you before they certainly are now.

- We've gotta ditch this car.

- We can't do that.

- Why not?

- It's my wife's car.

- You took her car?

- She passed away ten years ago.

Still wear your wedding ring?

That's cute.

- What are you doing?

- Giving thanks.

Yeah, but we're in public.

Since when is it embarrassing

to give thanks?

Yeah, you really are old school.

- What's in Galveston?

- Pete.

Guy who flew with me

during the war.

He's in the hospital and he

doesn't have much time left.

- So why all the trouble?

- It's hard to explain.

The brotherhood of men

and the experience of war.

I get it.

My whole life has been

one battle after the next.

Absolutely not.

He has no family. He has endured

a lifetime of mental anguish.

Over a wound that most men

could not have lived with.

Mr. Williams has been in and out

of this institution since 1946.

I am very familiar

with his case history.

And he doesn't wanna live out the last

few months of his life in restraints.

He's become a danger

to himself and to others.

Besides, we need the bed

space. You know this.

I'm recommending he be transferred

to the state sanitarium.

He's not dangerous

and he's not crazy.

He's angry, and he wants

to die with dignity.

I was unaware, nurse Ripley,

that the RNS on my staff

were qualified to make

psychiatric evaluations.

It's just that I've gotten

to know him.

And since you are one of the most

respected professionals in this hospital,

well... I thought you might

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