Over Her Dead Body Page #3

that, um, maybe she would,

you know...

convince him that it's okay

for him to move on in his life.

Is that what you want?

That's what she wants.

And once she gets an idea

in her head...

it's best to just...

I'm here, so, you know.

Okay. All right.

Well, let's give it a shot.

Um, how do you get

into all of this?

Oh, what?

You mean, like being a psychic?

Yeah.

Why? You think it's crap?

No. I keep an open mind.

I mean, there are plenty

of things people can't explain.

You can be honest.

Not crap, just unproven...

after hundreds of years

and thousands of studies.

But you're keeping an open mind.

Isn't it obvious?

Well, what do you do

for a living?

- I'm a vet.

- So a man of science?

I suppose I am.

Do you believe in heaven?

Jury's out.

Wow.

See, that's just...

That's depressing to me.

I mean, what a sad and

hopeless world it would be...

if that was the case.

I really believe that the people

we love never really leave us.

You know, they're...

They're always watchin' over us.

And then, sometimes,

if we're lucky...

we get to talk to them.

So have you had

a lot of luck with this?

Sometimes yes, sometimes no.

I know that's

not very scientific...

but when it works...

it really does

make people happy.

You wanna give it a go?

Okay. Give me your hands.

Does this cost extra?

Do you always use humor to cope

with uncomfortable situations?

That reminds of this time

two rabbis walked into a bar.

All right.

Come on, give me your hands.

Now, just think about the person

you're trying to contact.

I am getting something, um,

but it's...

But it's a man.

He's in a, like, a blue suit

or, um, like a uniform.

My father wore blue suits.

He was a lawyer.

Are you trying to contact him?

No. He's still alive.

- Retired.

- Oh.

At least,

I think he's still alive.

I haven't spoken with him

since last night.

Maybe something happened

this morning.

All right. Look, I get it.

You don't believe in this stuff,

and you probably think...

I'm some loon

who's just wasting your time.

But you know what?

You're here, so why not?

All I'm asking for is five

minutes for you to humor me.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Okay.

Just relax. Give it a go.

Okay. Just think about Kate.

Picture her in your mind:

the way she made you feel...

the way she looked.

Think about Kate.

- Oh, God.

- That didn't sound good.

My assistant. Probably

just shish-kebabbed his tongue.

Oh, God!

Whoa! Oh!

Holy sh*t!

Um, you know,

I-I should get going.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- I wanna check on my dad.

- Oh.

What do I owe you?

Oh, nothing. Nothing.

Oh, no. But I...

I mean...

No, no, no. I-I didn't...

I didn't get anything, so...

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