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then we'd have to be called

in as witnesses. Bullshit.

It's not bullshit.

That's the truth.

You know this hospital

isn't concerned about you.

Take care, beautiful.

Good night.

At least, manslaughter.

Shut up, Raymond.

Well, I think I should be more

depressed than I am, but I'm not.

Why is that?

My mom and my sister came to

visit when I was in intensive,

but I was... I was so high on

morphine, I didn't really notice.

I couldn't really tell who they were, which

pretty much sums up my family, I guess.

It's a nice sweater you've got on there.

Do all shrinks wear sweaters?

I remember Judd Hirsch had a nice

sweater on inordinary people.

I really rely mainly

on my girlfriend in this.

Yeah, she is nice.

She's great.

She's a great girl.

Smart, funny.

Unfortunately, she's married

to someone else, so...

...that he does not know

what's really going on.

It's really... it's not my problem.

He's her problem.

And... she's my problem.

And... now there's

this problem, so...

what, uh, what are you

writing there?

Well, you know,

I'm-I'm-I'm hopeful.

I am. I'm hopeful.

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm anticipating a psychological crash.

I have it penciled

into my calendar already.

I think it happens, you know,

next week sometime.

You know, I'm a writer.

That's what I do.

And I don't need to walk

to do that.

So, uh, this is denial,

right, doc?

Hey, Victor.

How you doing?

Bien, bien.

I have five months of this.

Well, it could be worse.

It could be your cooking.

Anna, I never cooked.

I heated.

How we doing, Mr.

Gibson? All right.

Yeah, I figured that.

How you doing, nurse?

Here you go, Ray.

Sorry, man, but that was the

last extra one they had.

You have to go with what

the good lord gives you.

Fish is pretty good, huh, Joel?

You'll think so too after a few months.

Macradenal.

Wh-what about a painkiller?

I want a painkiller.

Later.

Enjoy your fish.

Oyeles, mi amigo.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I almost forgot.

Teatro de kung fu, right?

Wait a minute, man.

Oh, come on, Bloss, man.

You know that every time we vote on this

stuff, it always ends up the same way.

Oh, yeah? In case you haven't noticed,

there's another patient in the room.

Not to mention, one less Mexican.

Eh, amigo?

Why don't we take

ourselves another vote?

All right, you wanna vote,

we'll vote.

We already know your vote.

Victor, we know your vote.

Mr. Gibson,

what do you say?

Les, you know me.

Whatever's on is all right with me.

All right, fair enough.

Ray, what you say?

Don't like football

and I don't like kung fu.

Okay, we have three abstentions, we

got one kung fu, we got one football.

Joel, it's on you, man.

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