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of death experiences all over the world?

People from different cultures

and religions...

all seeing the same things

in the same order.

I don't know. Maybe there's a chemical

or hormone released from the brain...

at the time of death

that makes it more palatable to us.

No, you're reaching.

What if you go

and there is something out there?

Well, then you can kill yourself

for as long as you want.

I'm not going to kill myself.

I'm glad to hear that because

I haven't known you for long...

but I might miss you.

Why this obsession with death?

It's not an obsession,

it's an interest.

It's a personal interest.

Good night.

Can I drive you home?

No, thanks.

I didn't take your money.

You gave it to me.

I got your toaster.

Too many appliances make you love me.

Right, Nelson?

Because in the end,

we all know what we've done.

Champ?

Come on, boy!

Come here. Champ?

Come here, boy.

Come on. Champ!

What are you doing here, kid?

You all right?

You okay?

Are you lost?

Halloween morning.

Rotting pumpkins.

Burning leaves.

Black cats mating like rats

in the alley.

It was as...

It were as if we felt no fear.

As if we were already dead...

and had nothing to lose by dying.

Or perhaps it was because

we lived life so well...

and loved life so much...

that we imagined ourselves immortal...

overwhelming the powers that be with

the force of our passion for science.

Or maybe we were just f***ed

in the head.

I'm Joe Hurley.

You're Terry, right?

I heard you had

a near-death experience.

I don't want to talk about it.

Wait a minute.

I had a near-death experience also.

- You did?

- Yes, and I need somebody to talk to.

This thing changed my life.

First of all,

they didn't believe me.

What the hell do they know?

We were there, right?

Tell me all about it.

But if you have class...

maybe we can get together some night

and discuss it.

All that day,

I knew something was going to happen.

I've always had premonitions.

Once my aunt was supposed

to fly in from Las Vegas.

Why'd you do this to me, Joe?

Sh*t!

Trick or treat!

I don't know. It's Halloween.

There's a full moon.

Don't you think we're pushing it

a bit?

- Sorry I'm late.

- What happened to your face?

Some very big guys.

It doesn't matter.

- Let me look at it.

- I'm fine.

- Where have you been?

- I don't feel well.

- What happened to you?

- Enough. Worry about your camera.

Nice outfit.

- You ready?

- I'm ready.

Who are you supposed to be,

Boner Man?

Just hurry and get back.

You can buy us breakfast.

- Nelson?

- What?

Don't let go of the rope.

Hoka hey.

See you soon.

- 86 degrees.

- 200 joules charged.

Clear.

Flatline.

What hangs in the air palpably?

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