Awake

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[Man]

People die.

You may think you can

control when or where

or how it happens, but you can't.

When your number is up,

your number is up,

and there's nothing

anyone can do about it.

[Woman]

Charge.

[electrical crackle]

It's over, Jack.

[Jack]

I've lost patients before,

seen them die on my table,

under my knife.

[Woman]

I'm sorry, Jack.

But I've never lost a friend.

I lost Clayton at 6:32 a.m.

on Thursday,

the first day of November.

There's not much I can

tell you about that day.

I don't know if he

woke up that morning

thinking he might die.

I only know the day started

much like any other day,

and that he was probably thinking of her.

[deep exhale]

Hey.

Hey.

What were you doing under there?

Just thinking.

What about?

Wait, let me guess.

You were thinking about

making love to me all morning

and then taking me out

for a really big breakfast.

- Close.

- Yeah?

Actually, I was...

picturing you soaking wet

with all of your clothes on.

- No. Mm-mm.

- Mm-hmm.

- Mm-mm.

- Mm-hmm.

[laughs]

- Dah. Ah.

- Oh.

Damn it.

All right, hang on.

Tell me if it hurts, okay?

- Ah!

- Sh*t.

- [laughs]

- You're such an a**hole.

- Come here.

- I didn't scare you, did I?

You did.

There we go.

How's it look?

You'll live.

Thank you.

Have you seen my pager?

- Yep.

- Ah.

- Wait. Hang on.

- [laughs]

- There you go.

- Thanks.

I don't care, Tommy.

They open at 6,

we open at 5, all right?

There are jobs at stake, man.

Just get it done.

Then we'll talk to them at

the Halloween thing tonight.

Yeah, all right. I'll be in soon.

[street traffic]

[Woman]

Got time for a little breakfast?

[Clay]

You know I can't.

You know, share a paper,

trade sections?

Baby, I'm late as it is.

I don't even know

what section you like, Clay.

I deserve my happily

ever after, too.

I know you do.

And I'm going to tell her, soon.

I promise.

Have a good day.

You, too.

Good morning, Mom.

Don't forget we're

meeting the board at 2.

I can't do 2.

I'm meeting with Dr. Harper

this afternoon.

[Woman]

Just be there.

These Japanese companies

are ruthless.

We have to close this merger.

[Jack]

Is this about your old man?

Is it about him?

[Clay]

Jesus, I'm not going through this again, Jack.

Honestly, he would

want you to tell her.

No, my father would want me

to stop fishing

in the middle of the day

and go back to work, all right?

If he knew what I was doing

with Sam, he'd disown me,

lying to my mom like this.

He'd throw me in the f***ing river.

I want you to

take a good look around you, Clay.

You own half of this city.

You're creating jobs,

you're saving companies.

I think you've more than

filled his shoes, you know?

My dad's feet were four sizes bigger

than mine, Jack.

I can't even fill his socks.

Look, I got the rings, didn't I?

I got the license.

No, no, no, no.

It's not that difficult.

You set a date and you just do it.

It's not that easy, either.

- I mean, marriage...

- Look, she's your mother.

You tell her and, I swear to you,

she'll be happy.

You don't know my mother.

Listen, thanks for the fishing lesson.

- I'm leaving, all right?

- All right, man.

Look, just...

just come on with me.

[both laugh]

You know how many

bullshit malpractice lawsuits

there are in this country?

I mean, a hard-working

doctor is trying...

Are we going to go

through this again, Jack?

- Well, look, I've got...

- Four. Yes, I know.

All for trying to save people's lives.

It's a disgrace.

Well, you know why they sue us?

I have a very busy day.

Please.

It's because they don't know

what to do with their grief.

It's because people

need someone to blame.

It's because of patients like you

who cannot accept the facts.

Come on in.

Get acquainted. Lie down.

Only because you're my friend.

[chuckles]

I'm your doctor.

Get comfortable.

How's it feel?

Not so bad.

These, Clay, are the facts.

When I open up your chest

and remove your heart,

it is a very real possibility that you will die

right here on this table.

And if the transplant is successful,

there is a 50% chance

that you'll be dead in 10 years.

The clock's ticking.

So it's tough love today, huh?

You think this is a joke?

Look at that.

Hold it.

That's surgical steel.

A hundredth of an inch thick.

That thing will slice through you

as if you weren't even there.

Picture it, Clay.

Picture the incision.

Imagine what it will be like.

I need you to be ready.

I need you to be prepared.

You get your house

in order, just in case.

Tell your mother, marry the girl,

and live your life.

[defibrillator charging]

You might not have much of it left.

Okay?

Jack...

saddle up.

Wait, I thought we didn't

have anything until later.

No, Riordan's cabbage

from this morning,

he's in the ICU bleeding.

He took off for

the f***ing vineyard,

so, uh... Hey, Clay.

How about letting us

have all your money

so that we could retire?

You wouldn't mind

doing that, would you?

No. You know me.

Go ahead, take it all.

What a guy.

Remember what I said, Clay.

No regrets.

[Man]

Jack!

[Jack]

The clock's ticking.

[Man]

Jack, what are you doing?

Let's go.

Let's go, Jack.

Come on!

[Sam]

Promise me you'll kiss me all over.

Well, I've got a big

Halloween party tonight,

but how about

I sneak out afterward?

What's wrong with right now?

Well, I can't. I'm...

I know it's daylight

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