The Hollars Page #6

DR. FONG

We’re going to have to remove it. Soon.

I’ve scheduled a craniotomy for the end *

of next week.

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JOHN:

Wait. Slow down. What about a second

opinion?

DR. FONG

You’re free to do as you wish. But I

suggest you do it quickly. We can give

your mother steroids to reduce the size

of the tumor. But the seizures will

continue if nothings done.

RON:

Now, what will the steroids do to her

muscles? Will it make her bulky?

DR. FONG

(a little confused)

No.

DON:

Oh, Christ. Oh, christ. Oh, christ.

RON:

Get a grip, Dad.

Don is not good in a crisis. Sally has a nervous smile on

her face.

JOHN:

Well, is it...cancer?

DR. FONG

We won’t know that until we biopsy a

piece of the tumor.

JOHN:

I don’t understand. How did this happen?

DR. FONG

It could be any number of reasons. We

have no way of knowing right now. I will

say this, it’s not a young tumor. I’d say

it’s most likely been growing inside Mrs.

Hollar’s head for over ten, maybe fifteen

years. To be honest I’m surprised there

haven’t been more symptoms.

Don looks very nervous.

SALLY:

Would loss of sight in one eye be a

symptom?

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DR. FONG

Possibly.

SALLY:

How about a numbness in the toes and

fingers?

DR. FONG

Probably.

SALLY:

And temporary paralysis?

DR. FONG

Well, definitely.

DON:

Sh*t.

SALLY:

I told you!

JOHN:

What? What is it?

DON:

She might have had some symptoms before

today.

JOHN:

What? When? Why didn’t you have them

checked out?

SALLY:

He sent me to Jenny Craig.

DON:

I thought it was a weight thing.

JOHN:

Oh, Dad. Temporary paralysis?

DON:

I’m sorry. I didn’t know.

RON:

Jesus Christ, Dad!

DR. FONG

Yes, well. You guys seem like you have

some stuff to work out so...

Dr. Fong tries to quietly leave the room. John stops him

in the hallway.

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18.

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JOHN:

Wait, doctor. Tell me seriously, how badis this?

DR. FONG

She has a tumor the size of a softball in

her head.

JOHN:

Well, is it terminal?

DR. FONG

Not necessarily. We won’t know until we

get in there to remove the tumor.

JOHN:

What can I do?

Honestly?

DR. FONG

John nods. Dr. Fong looks into Sally’s room at Don and

Ron.

DR. FONG (CONT'D)

I’d try to keep them away from her as

much as possible.

10 INT. CAR ON STREET. LATE AFTERNOON. 10

Ron drives on the way home from the hospital.

JOHN:

What’s up with you and dad?

Nothing.

RON:

JOHN:

He seems really pissed off.

RON:

Doesn’t he always?

JOHN:

Not like that.

Ron takes a breath. He doesn’t know if he should tell

John this or not...

He fired me.

RON:

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