Veronika Decides To Die Page #4

in a crazy hospital...

so you can get away

with slapping Fred...

when he yells something.

- I was looking for you.

- Hm?

Claire said that you might...

Be somebody who can help you?

I need pills.

I wanna die on my own terms.

When those two geniuses changing

shifts at the end of the day...

at dinner time, around 7...

that's when you come over

when the door's unlatched.

I don't understand.

The medicine closet.

How can you stand it here?

Edward!

Edward!

Edward, come on.

It's time for your treatment.

Come on.

Come on.

Edward, come on.

Dinnertime.

Dinnertime.

Come on, let's go.

George, this way.

Veronika! Get outta there!

You better not. No!

Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out.

All of it, all of it!

Come on! Spit it out!

All of it, all of it.

Come on. All of it!

All of it! All of it!

Is that all? Let me see.

Come on, look at me.

Look at me, great. Come on.

Let's get her to Dr. Blake.

So you really thought, it would be

that easy to steal some pills?

You're sh*t.

Because I won't cooperate

in you killing yourself?

Because you love playing

with peoples mind.

I hate you.

Really?

Tell me about it.

Fine. I hate your stupid desk...

and I hate your ugly tie.

And I hate your

ridicules socks.

And I hate everyone locked up in

this place, and I hate my parents...

for spending their very last penny

to keep me in this zoo.

God forbid, they should ever

for one moment, live their own life.

Is that what they come here for?

To be the f***ing same as everybody else?

And I hate the jerks

in my office, who think...

the money they earn

makes them be "sh*t".

And more than anything,

I hate the zombies on the subway...

who have forgotten

all of their dreams...

or the fact that

they ever had any to begin with!

I have some

terrifing news for you.

Don't really much care

for news.

You sound like you might be

feeling better.

Answer me honestly, please.

Does't it feel better,

to feel better?

Have you ever heard the story

of the King and the poisoned well?

You mean...

Claire's absurd story?

Do you think she invented it?

Oh, I should've

guessed this one.

That's your brilliant take

on reality?

Well...

reality is what the majority

deem it to be.

Not necessarily the best,

or the most logical...

but the one that has become adopted

to the desirers of society as a whole.

Some things are governed by

common sense, and others become fixed...

until more and more people believe

that's the way it should be.

Like the QWERTY keyboard. Do you know...

do you know why... it's like that?

Haven't really had time

to give it much thought.

Well...

when the typewriter

was first invented...

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