Grim Reaper

I'm coming. I'm coming.

Hello.

Liam, it's me.

Hey, you.

I was just drawing your bath.

When are you coming home?

Uh, soon. Soon.

I, um-- I already called a cab.

Good, because come tomorrow...

I am done, done, done.

I'm taking you out.

I'm gonna bring you back here.

And I'm gonna do that little thing.

Liam, uh... about tomorrow.

I, uh...

Rach, don't tell me

you're working tomorrow.

Bubba doesn't exactly

take no for an answer.

Listen, Rach.

I start residency in a month.

This could be the last time...

we really get to spend

any time together.

Please. Look.

Don't make me feel guilty

about this, OK?

This is my job. All right?

And, what, after med school...

we're gonna be seventy-five in the red?

Liam, I'm-- I'm sorry.

OK. Listen. I got to hit the books.

I'll talk to you when you get home.

OK.

Rachel, Rachel, Rachel...

Yeah. Thanks for keeping

an eye out on me, Bubba.

Rachel, stay in the light.

Thank you.

Did you see it? Did you see it?

Did you see it?

It was coming for us!

Did you see it?

What did you see?

Did-- did you see what?

What did you see?

It was coming for us!

Did you see it? Did you?

Turn around.

Let me take a look at that.

Let me see. Let me see.

We got to get that checked out.

You might have a concussion.

No, I-- I just-- I want to go home.

You can't go home.

Liam will take care of it. Please.

Who's Liam?

My boyfriend.

He's-- he's a third-year surgical intern.

He hasn't even made resident yet.

Are you sure you trust him with your life?

- Yes, I--

- I got you.

I got you. Come on.

Let's go get you checked out.

Stay with me. What's your name?

Uh, Rachel Wilson.

I need you to call Liam.

Come on, Rachel.

We'll go check out, OK?

Sounds like one nasty little accident

you got in back there.

You're lucky you weren't killed.

Yeah. I know.

I-- I could have sworn that I saw...

What, a tunnel of light?

Heard that one before.

No. Well...

Never mind.

Guess your number wasn't up.

Wasn't your time to go, huh?

What?

Can't find your pulse.

What?

Here.

I'll get the doctor.

Hello?

Is anybody here?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello. Is anybody--

is anybody here?

Where is everybody?

Hello?

Somebody?

Where is the cab driver

that was just brought in?

Hello?

Help! Help!

Help me!

I have no pulse!

Ms. Wilson. It's OK! Calm down.

I didn't mean to scare you.

He's dead. He's dead.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Who's dead?

The cab driver. He's dead.

I think you've been through

an incredible trauma...

and perhaps it's best

if you calm down.

No. He's dead! Death killed him!

I saw it!

There's no bogeyman in there,

my darling girl.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

Don't!

Don't go in there!

Sorry you had to see this, Rachel.

I'm sure they did everything they could to

save him.

I'm losing my mind.

Ms. Wilson! It's all over now.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

The harder you fight, the worse it will be.

It'll all be over soon.

Rachel, are you OK?

Rachel, stay in the light.

Rach?

What happened? You fall asleep?

I had this dream that...

I don't know.

I was in this accident.

And I-- I ended up in this hospital.

A few more seconds,

you would have been.

No!

Rachel!

No! Liam!

No!

No!

Liam!

Oh, my God.

Hello?

Somebody?

Help!

Somebody!

Somebody help me!

Where am I?

Somebody...

Somebody help me!

Liam!

Hey, Karen. I need to see Bubba.

Liam, you're not supposed

to be in here at all.

I know. Trust me.

There's other places

I'd rather be right now...

but Rachel didn't come home

from work last night.

You haven't heard from her at all?

No. She hasn't called or anything.

Is he here?

No. He probably won't be back

for at least two hours.

But he's not gonna see you even then.

Yeah, he will.

Hey.

Call me when you hear from her.

I will.

Leave a message. Thanks.

Rachel, hey, it's me.

Where the hell are you?

I missed my exams because of all this.

Um... just...

give me a call

when you get this message...

or the 50 others I've freaking

left for you already.

I'm worried about you.

No!

Where am I?

Where am I?

Where the hell am I?

Where the f*** am I?

I'm Dr. Brown, Rachel...

and I'm here to welcome you

to St. Joseph's.

What are you talking about?

Look. I got to get out of here.

I got to see Liam.

You can't keep me here!

I'm afraid I can, and I will.

The harder you fight,

the worse it'll be.

Where are you taking me?

I'm going to introduce you

to some of our other guests.

Well, good afternoon, Nick.

We have a new guest.

Hello. Nice to meet you.

Nick here arrived to us

in a terrible state.

Didn't you?

He had a psychotic break...

after a particularly bad

and brutal fistfight.

He almost died.

But he's making great strides.

Shouldn't be long before

his next parole hearing.

Yeah, looking forward to that, Dr. Brown.

Hopefully it'll be seventh time lucky.

We'll see, won't we?

Are you all right down there?

Wouldn't you be happier on the bed?

No. I'm fine, doctor.

Just needed a change of perspective,

like we talked about.

That's not quite what I meant,

but I appreciate the effort.

Seventh time lucky, my ass.

You don't mind, do you?

It's my one vice.

My wife says it'll be

the death of me.

Well, we all got to go

at some point, right?

Indeed.

What is this place?

Oh, think of it as... I don't know.

Limbo.

Halfway house on your road to recovery.

I... excuse me.

I haven't done anything wrong.

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