Least Among Saints Page #4
I can take you in to see her.
Are you the father?
No... I'm a friend.
I can't let you go back there
with him if you're not a relative.
May I speak with you
for a moment?
Yeah.
Wade, just... wait right here,
okay?
I'll be right back.
She's brain dead.
The body will slowly shut down
and it'll happen soon.
He should get a chance
to say goodbye to his mom.
It's important.
He shouldn't have
to do this alone.
So...
Are you the father?
Yeah...
I'm the father.
Okay, good.
When will she wake up?
I don't know.
Wade... your mom is very sick.
The doctors have done
everything they can...
but they're not gonna
be able to save her.
Do you want to come
closer to your mom?
It's okay.
She's not in any pain.
You can just sit here
quietly with her.
Or if you want,
you can talk to her.
Tell her things.
See... if you whisper to her,
then she'll know you're here.
Do you want to tell me?
Then I can tell her for you?
Tell her that I love her.
She loves you, too.
Time of death, 5:20.
Don't...
Okay.
Social Services.
She'll take care
of things from here.
Thank you for what
you did in there.
I wish I could have done more.
It was good of you
to stay with him.
What's that?
Oh, it's a phrase in Latin.
What does it mean?
God will know His own.
Does He?
I don't know.
You need somewhere
to get cleaned up?
I'm sorry?
Your hand.
Oh.
There's a bathroom at the end of the hall.
Well, his mother is deceased.
His father's whereabouts
are unknown.
He has no extended family
to speak of.
We take him into protective
custody...
where we will find a bed
for him in a foster home.
Then his case will be filed
with Child Protective Services.
We'll investigate and try to determine
what's in the best interest of the child.
You brought them in?
Yeah.
And you're...
I'm...
Extended family, I heard.
I live next door.
Thanks for sticking around.
Least I can do.
How long until you have to take
the body to the city morgue?
Seven days.
I'll do my best to find someone
to claim her. No promises.
Listen, would you mind if I stick around
I don't feel right
about leaving him just yet.
Yeah, sure, I'm right here.
Can I use your phone?
My cell has no reception here.
Uh-huh.
So, she told me the deal.
I guess they're gonna set you up
with a new place to live.
I know what's going on.
When my mom was in jail,
I had to stay in these homes.
Hey, it's gonna be okay.
No, it's not.
It's gonna suck.
It's gonna f***ing suck
very much.
Hey, hey, hey!
Don't do that.
Don't hurt yourself.
Excuse me?
He hasn't eaten yet tonight.
Wait a sec, so you don't have
any beds available?
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