The Vatican Tapes Page #3

I've got you, I've got you, I've got you.

- I came back. I can't breathe!

- Sweetheart, calm down.

I need you to breathe, sweetheart.

I need you to breathe.

Look at me, look at me.

Breathe in. And out.

In.

That's it. Out. In. Out.

I've got you, I've got you.

I've got you, sweetheart.

I've got you. I've got you.

Okay. Okay, sweetie, I've got you.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. Daddy's got you.

It could certainly be a lot of things,

but everything we did on our end

was standard procedure.

I want to run a couple of tests

to rule out any problems.

I think it's best, Angela,

if we keep you overnight.

Are you okay, sweetie? It's okay.

Hi.

What's that?

That's strange.

These were perfect a second ago.

What a rip-off. I'm going to toss them out.

No, no, it's fine.

- They're all floppy. Are you sure?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Let's go home.

I think we should file for a malpractice suit.

I'm serious. I talked to a buddy of mine.

He's pre-med. He said it's a no-brainer.

- What's so funny?

- Nothing.

Well, you know, my daughter,

she likes to earn her money.

Dad!

I didn't say that she didn't.

What do you mean?

Malpractice is one of the stupidest ideas

I've ever heard.

Hey, hey. The argument that didn't happen

between you two earlier

is not going to happen now, okay?

We're going to eat and smile and that's that.

- I'm just trying to say...

- Yeah, but don't.

Can you just...

- Hey, Ange, I'm...

- Hon, okay.

I'm fine.

Okay. I'm sorry.

- Ange, what are you doing?

- Angela!

Stop! Stop!

Get away!

Stop!

Watch out.

- Jesus.

- Bay four.

On the left, sir.

Colonel?

She slipped into a coma.

Get the paddles ready.

10 cc's of epinephrine. Here we go.

Here's what we have.

She's got severe lacerations,

a broken collar bone,

contusions on her right arm

and both her legs,

and increased cranial pressure.

The other passengers

are just suffering minor injuries.

What about the taxi driver?

He still can't recall the incident,

but the girl's father said it was an accident.

You're gonna have to make

an official statement, Doctor.

Of course.

- Well, Father, thanks for joining us.

- Of course.

I know you spent some time with the family.

That's right, I have. Yeah.

Well, this has been very troubling.

How's the dad doing?

Okay.

Well, let's get into this.

She's been with us for nearly two months.

There are 42 days in the coma, I believe.

- Actually, my report says 40 days.

- Well, my mistake, 40 days.

There's been no brain activity

and she's on full life support.

Then, Father, perhaps it's time

you talked to the family.

You look like an angel.

I know why you're here.

Roger, these things are never easy.

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