With Honors Page #12

''Nor look through the eyes of the dead.

''Nor feed on the specters in books.

''You shall not look through my eyes either,

or take things from me.

''You shall listen to all sides...

''...and filter them from yourself.''

That's it.

I did it perfect.

Why didn't he come himself? Is he okay?

He's fine.

Where is he?

He doesn't want to see you.

I don't want to bother him but...

...I want to make sure

that he has some place to stay.

As long as you understand,

he doesn't want to see you.

I'm supposed to say

he's at St. Peter's church shelter.

Is that a good shelter?

Yeah. It's just great.

Well, good.

Good.

Hello. Where's the men's shelter?

Shelter? Here?

There's no shelter here.

- You sure?

- I've worked here 32 years. I should know.

Closest thing to a shelter around here

is over there in the alley.

Thank you.

Leave that alone!

- What do you think you're doing?

- I'm taking you to the hospital.

- No, no hospital. No hospitals!

- You're sick.

Listen, you've got to promise me.

No matter what happens...

...no hospitals.

Simon, you're sick!

No lies!

Just promise.

Promise, damn it!!

Okay, I promise.

All right!

You're awake.

Breakfast.

Eat up!

You are seeing a doctor this afternoon.

Is this your room?

No, this is Boz's room. But...

...it's your room now.

Here!

What's this for?

The door.

You can come and go as you please.

No wild parties. I got work to do.

My lungs, Harvard.

But I'll be okay in a couple of days.

Was it smoking. Is that what happened.

Smoking? No.

Asbestos.

It was in the shipyards in Baltimore,

and it was on the merchant ship too.

We breathed it when we were

building them and when sailed in them.

And they knew it.

They also knew that it would take

20 years to kill you.

That's why you quit.

My lungs quit.

I didn't quit!

I couldn't work.

They fired me.

Try and get some rest.

Wait a second.

You got your thesis back now,

so what's our deal.

We don't need a deal.

We have to have a deal, Harvard.

I gotta pay my own way.

How'll you manage that?

Don't you know anything

about government at all, boy.

I'm entitled to disability benefits!

I think it's about time I kissed and made up

with my good old Uncle Sammy.

Thanks, Harvard.

I assume your father told you

about his condition.

He's not my father. He's a friend.

He said asbestos did it to him!

Asbestosis.

That's right.

Mr. Wilder was exposed many years ago.

The lungs can't expel the fibers and...

...he's in the final stages.

You mean, it isn't treatable at all.

There's no treatment at any stage.

Basically, the lungs can't take in air.

Often the patient succumbs

to pneumonia...

...or the strain on the heart causes

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