Fearless Page #4

You must take your glasses off your face...

...and put them in the bag.

It's unsafe to keep your glasses on.

All sharp objects to the center.

This is it.

This is the moment of your death.

I'm not afraid.

I have no fear.

You know what time it is?

It's a f***ing tomb in here.

Get up.

Get up, Carla.

Get up.

The doctor brought someone.

The Good Samaritan.

Come on, you read about him in the paper.

Please, just let me die.

Please.

That's a sin, Carla.

I just want to die.

I appreciate you coming.

She's in bad shape.

I may put her in the hospital.

She's in a severe depression

about the crash, but she won't talk.

She's very Catholic.

Old World.

Full of guilt and shame.

I'm filled with guilt and shame.

How is that Old World?

You think I'm a fraud, don't you?

In the three months

since we flew together...

...I haven't thought about you at all.

She'll be right out.

Did you do this?

The carving?

Yeah, the whole bit.

I was playing, you know.

Beautiful work.

- You're an architect, right?

- Yes.

I better go get her.

It's better if I see her alone.

You know...

...one crash freak to another.

Second door on the right.

- Have a seat, Doc.

- Thanks.

He and your wife are the only survivors

I can't reach.

She won't talk and he won't admit

the crash was bad.

Is that right?

He says it was good?

Says it was the best thing

that ever happened to him.

When I was 13...

...my father died in front of my eyes.

We were going out of our apartment.

I was throwing this...

...this softball up and down.

Mom screamed, I missed the ball,

turned to look...

...Dad was dead on the sidewalk.

Blood was coming out of his nose.

His legs were all twisted under him.

He looked like somebody...

...with a big hand had reached down

and squeezed the life out of him.

That was God.

That's what I thought.

God killed my daddy.

Why would He want to kill him?

Couldn't figure that out.

He was a religious guy...

...hard working...

...kind to my mother and my sister.

Did you love him?

Yes.

I didn't know why God killed my daddy.

There was no reason to.

So...

...I decided...

...there was no God.

You know...

...I go to church every day.

It's the only place I go.

I go to pray for my baby's soul.

You go there to talk to God.

Got to talk to somebody.

The day we got home...

...all these lawyers called,

wanting our case.

And one guy came to see me, saying

he was a Good Samaritan's lawyer...

...so I signed.

I mean, I figured he'd be the best. Right?

'Cause I need someone

who's going to take it to them.

We're going to church.

I think that'll be okay.

You know He hurt me.

He hurt me forever.

But I still believe in Him.

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