Lost Time

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Hey, hey, just breathe, okay?

Sh*t, sh*t.

I got you.

Come on, Val,

just relax.

Come on, Val, just breathe.

Just relax.

I'm right here, okay?

You're going to be okay.

Your sis is right here.

Got ya.

Thank you.

Sweet Jesus.

Okay.

Just don't say something silly

like, I don't know,

"Morning, sunshine"

or something.

I wasn't, I wasn't.

Hey, we should get going.

Beat traffic.

We're going to do this

together, okay?

Let me see here.

Okay.

I said "together."

You are one stubborn chick.

I've got ya.

Okay, ready?

One, two, three.

There you go.

Yeah.

Got it?

Come on, Speed Racer.

Sorry.

Just keep the juice down, okay?

What's this?

What's what?

Okay, let's not get all

dramatic about Dad, hmm?

He may have been our father,

but he was never our dad.

He wasn't that bad.

Where was he when Mom got sick?

I don't know;

You don't know either.

He surely wasn't by her bedside.

Well, he had to work a lot.

I'm just saying, he was never

around when sh*t got tough.

Yeah, well,

it's not so easy,

believe me.

I didn't mean it like that.

Just, sometimes

we don't know why

people do what they do,

and we just have to

keep moving.

Valerie. Hey.

It might have been hard for him,

but it's not for me.

I do this because

I love you to death.

You could not get rid

of me even if you tried.

You're not going

anywhere either.

Hear me?

Miracles happen

every day.

So we are going to remember

that it is not over

until it is over,

and we are going to go

get us some good news.

Simple as that.

Hmm?

Let's go.

Buck up, champ.

Hey, Valerie, Melissa,

how are we doin'?

Hanging in there,

hoping for the best.

All right, come on in.

The results aren't good.

The cancer has spread

aggressively,

no longer contained

to the left breast.

It's everywhere...

bone, organs, brain.

So when do we start chemo?

I'm sorry, Valerie.

We can do another round

of chemo, though, right?

Quality of life

should take precedence.

What are you talking about,

"quality of life"?

I am sorry.

I can recommend

a social worker

to aid in hospice.

- She's not going to hospice.

- I can take care of her.

They have all kinds

of things now. They have

tissue treatments in Germany,

stem-cell replacement.

I just saw something

about that last week.

Are a lot of options

we can still look at.

Hmm?

I'm done.

What?

I'm done, Mel.

I just...

I feel like...

I've been running

this marathon, and...

there's no finish line.

I'm just ready to lay down

and watch it all go by.

What?

Just, you don't have to

stay until the end.

Don't even say that.

Look, you were always there

to pick up the pieces for me.

And you might be able

to chase Carter off,

but you're not

getting rid of me.

It's me and you, Val.

Till the end?

And beyond.

I got ya.

What's going on?

Okay?

What are you doing?

I'm not doing anything.

Okay.

Come on.

No. Not now.

Oh, no.

Melissa?

Please? Please?

In our next show,

we'll talk with

Dr. Xavier Reed

to discuss his book Lost Time.

This is George Noory

from Coast to Coast A...

Hello?

Valerie,

this is Dr. Terry.

The test results are remarkable.

Valerie, are you there?

Yeah, I'm here.

Your rapid hair growth...

it's all still a mystery.

The cancer,

it's completely gone.

Yeah, and so is my sister.

If you could just come in

for a few more tests...

I'm so sorry.

Carter, just tell me

you have something new.

You feeling okay?

Yeah, I'm feeling okay.

Look, I've got something

I want to give you.

I was thinking maybe

tomorrow downtown.

Maybe have a coffee.

That'll work.

Okay, good.

Hey, listen, you try

and get some rest, okay?

I'll see you tomorrow, baby.

See you tomorrow.

Steve, have you seen her?

Yeah, if you hear anything...

Okay.

Ryan, this is Valerie.

No. Nothing.

The police don't have anything.

Not a single trace of her.

This is Valerie Dreyfuss.

I'm looking for

my sister, Melissa.

No, I know.

Of course it doesn't

make any sense.

That's why I'm trying

everything here.

God!

Valerie.

Watch your sister.

Mr. Coffey?

What the hell are you

doing in my apartment?

I was just taking out

the trash, heard

all kinds of noises.

I mean, I heard

banging, groans coming

from inside your unit.

Does it look like I need help?

Uh...

No.

Yeah, no.

Smoking in my apartment,

Coffey? Please.

Wait.

That's it?

Close the door on your way out.

What's up, girl?

You lose your kitty cat

or something? Huh?

Find some f***ing scripts.

Huh? What you got

in this little bag? Huh?

No! No!

Relax.

Hurry up.

Find some scripts.

Shh! Why don't you

calm down, sweetheart?

Were just gonna take a little

look through your bag.

No!

Candy out of that, huh?

Shut your f***ing mouth,

and we might just

leave you alone.

Hey.

I like when you come

in my neighborhood.

Leave her alone.

Oh! You wanna go?

Yeah. Huh?

You wanna f*** with me?

You're a big f***ing man, huh?

I'm the wrong

f***ing man. Yeah.

Huh?

Hey, hey.

You're okay.

It's okay.

What are you

doing down here?

Hey, it's okay.

Come on.

Why?

Why are you doing this

to yourself?

Downtown passing out flyers.

Alone?

At least I'm doing something.

You could have got

yourself killed.

I'm gonna do whatever it takes.

No, that doesn't work for me.

Not anymore.

I care about you, Val,

very much.

Stop it.

I can't.

Not until I find her.

Okay.

Why are you giving this to me?

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