BrainDead Page #3

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A nice cup of tea?

I'll just put the jug on.

Sorry, Mother. That

Was your favorite teapot.

It slipped

Out of me hand.

Never mind that.

Jacket,

Nightgown, Slippers,

And toothbrush.

Where's your mother?

She's gone to hospital.

I didn't hear

The ambulance.

No, No.

No

She went

In nurse McTavish's car.

Sort of, Uh, Well,

Sort of Iying across

The back seat, Really.

Yeah. Her and nurse McTavish.

Off to hospital.

But her night bag?

I'll take that.

Man on radio:

So, It's you

Who've been poaching

My rabbits.

Lionel.

Man on radio:

I've a good mind

To let you have it

With both barrels.

Second man on radio:

It weren't me, Sir.

It were that johnny

Morris what did it.

Well, I go now.

Man on radio:
You just be

On your way, Young lad.

If I see you here again,

I'll give you what for.

What do you want?

You're not

From the immigration?

I told you people

I lost

My bloody papers, Ok?

My family left Latvia

During the occupation.

We were hunted

Like dogs.

I just want to buy some...

Sedatives.

What do you think I am,

A goddamn doctor?

I don't sell sedatives.

Tranquilizers,

I do have.

Do you want

A syringe,

Or are you

Going to sniff?

Oh, Lionel,

I am happy to see you.

Tell me about these...

Dark forces.

Death surrounds him.

There will be torment

And suffering.

You are marked.

Lionel.

Lionel, If something

Is wrong, I can...

Nothing's wrong, Ok?

It contains the power

Of the white light.

It will protect you.

Keep it with you always.

How is your mother?

Oh, Fine.

They want to keep her in

Hospital for a few more days.

She ran

Right in front of me.

They must have

Discharged her early.

It was

A dreadful shock,

Losing vera

Like that.

Had lunch with her

Only last friday.

Picture of health.

That boy of hers,

Where is he?

Fine lad.

Lionel called half a dozen

Times in the last 2 days.

Very keen

To view the remains.

Of course,

I had to put him off.

It would have been

Far too distressing.

As it is, It's been a damn

Difficult embalming job.

Oh, My god.

Excuse me.

I can tell

You're not a cosgrove.

You're far

Too good looking.

Pardon?

Les is the name.

I'm lionel's u...

Lionel's uncle.

And who might you be?

Paquita Maria Sanchez.

Latin, Eh?

Excuse me, Father.

I am looking

For lionel.

I haven't seen him.

And if he's not here

In 10 minutes,

His mother will be delivered

Into the hands of the lord

In his absence.

Mortician:
You idiot.

I told you to stay in there.

The embalming machine

Should be turned off.

Oh, Great!

Blowout!

Mortician:

You're a half-Wit.

This is coming

Off your wages.

I'll fix them up.

No, Leave it.

We've got to get the body

To the service.

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