Five Nights in Maine Page #5
Well, when was the last
time you were relaxed?
Well, I'm barely alive.
There must be something
relaxed about that.
Lucinda.
What?
Is there any way
i can help you?
This might make you smile.
I, uh-- I found this upstairs.
Um-- there is--
yeah, right here,
this-- this part right here.
My eyes
aren't too good.
Will you read it?
Oh, yeah, of course.
"Mommy made us lunch, and Shane
said, where's the bathroom?
Oh, never mind.
It was just gas."
When did
she write that?
Oh, she was probably five.
Mm.
She said she was
trying to get pregnant.
She told you that?
Parenthood brings out
the best in people.
And the worst.
She took
so much with her.
I'm sorry.
Lucinda?
Lucinda?
Lucin-- Lucinda!
Are you ok?
Lucinda!
Can you hear me?
Lucinda.
It's gonna be ok, ok?
I'm gonna get you
to the hospital.
All right?
Oh!
Stay away from the hospital!
Stay!
Stay away!
-Ok, ok.
Stay!
Away from the hospital!
Ok.
Listen, are you hurt?
Are you hurt?
Are you hurt?
Let's get you on the bed.
Lucinda.
Oh, Ann!
What?
Ann!
She left.
Ann left.
Ann, god.
Oh, god, please!
Oh!
Oh, god!
Lucinda.
Oh!
Oh!
Ok.
Oh!
Ok.
Oh, god.
Ok, I'm-- no.
What are you--
what are you doing?
Please!
Don't leave me!
Please don't leave me!
Please don't leave me.
Oh, please.
Oh!
Ann hello?
Ann?
Ann, i-- I need your help.
Ok.
She's-- she's hysterical.
Um,
there's a bottle
of valium on top of the shelf
right next to or in a vase.
Give her one and
she'll calm down.
Did you find it?
Yeah.
Yeah, I've got it.
I'll be right over.
Try to get some sleep.
Ok.
Ann!
Come back!
Oh!
Traveling so f***ing long.
We're gonna have
to cut the pant leg.
Ok.
What happened?
I was shot at.
Sh*t.
It's open season.
I am so sorry.
Careful, please.
All right.
It's just a bad scrape.
I see why she hated this place.
I'm exhausted.
How you feeling?
You'll be ok.
It'll look bad
for a couple days.
But you'll be fine.
Think you can hobble over and
have some tea with Lucinda?
What, now?
Oh, yeah, I'm sure.
Yes?
Ann said you wanted to see me.
when running in the country.
Well, I'm not gonna be
Here.
Sit down.
No, no.
I'm gonna rest upstairs.
Please.
-No, honestly, I'm fine.
Just hand me
the pillow, please.
Give me the pillow.
There you go.
How does it feel?
It-- it really hurts.
It's throbbing.
Ann said I got
you up last night.
Yeah.
Are you ok?
I feel-- strange.
As long as you're ok.
What are you planning
to do with her ashes?
Lucinda, please.
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