Rabid Page #2

Look, I've done my best.

You're welcome to visit

Rose any time you want.

Please, believe me,

I will personally telephone

you the instant Rose shows

even the slightest signs of

regaining consciousness.

Jeez, when I saw that thing

burning, I never figured

I'd be standing here talking

to you a month later.

- How's your hand?

- Oh, it's ok, I think.

They're taking the

cage off later on this

afternoon. That's

when I'll find out.

The pin stays in my shoulder

for another month, though.

Doesn't seem to bother me

except when it gets damp.

Last time I've got my ears done I've

really felt when the weather changed.

It's probably something you

gonna have to live with.

Yeah, I guess so.

- Hi Lloyd.

- Hi.

- How are you doing?

- Great, not too bad.

- Looks terrific.

- Good.

C'mon, Hart. I got

a pack of hungry

- investors waiting for me.

- Ok, Bye, bye.

I hope you've got some friends who'll

help you unload that pile of junk.

I've got a bad back. What're you going

to do with it? Use it for an ashtray?

Rose!

Rosie, sweetie, take it easy!

You need that juice, sweetie.

It's keeping you alive.

What are you doing, Hart?

Are we all right? Are we...

I'm not Hart, Rosie.

Hart's back in Montreal waiting for

you. I'm Lloyd. I'm a friend of yours.

- Hart?

- Back in Montreal. Waiting for you.

Oh. I... I guess I was dreaming.

I don't think you

were just dreaming.

You and Hart were in a really

spectacular motorcycle crash.

- Crash?

- Yes.

You're bleeding right now.

I'd better get Dr. Keloid.

Oh. No! No. Don't go.

I'm all right.

But I'm freezing cold.

Oh, you're so warm.

- Look, I think I'd better...

- Hold me!

Please.

I'm dying of the cold.

Oh, God, that feels so good.

Ah, look... you don't even

know where you are, do you?

Oh, God.

Look, this is really weird.

Are you sure you know

what you're... Ow!

Hey, I think I...

I think I cut myself.

I think I cut myself

or something.

Yes.

Who is it?

Mr Walsh! What on earth

has happened to you?

I don't know. I can't

remember anything.

Were you sleepwalking?

Could you have fallen

against something outside

and then come back in

without waking up?

I doubt it. Never done

anything like that before.

Get me some stuffing, maybe

a sponge or two as well.

This wound isn't

clotting at all.

I think we're going to have to shoot in

some coagulants to get a scab to form.

Right away.

Does this hurt?

Can't feel a thing.

You can't?

My whole right side

has no feeling in it.

Just this aching

kind of tingling.

Dr. Keloid.

Maxim would like to see you.

Well, right now?

He says it's very important.

He's waiting in the hall.

Ok.

Listen...

our friend here may have had a stroke.

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