He’s 75. He’s arthritic. He’s had a heart aneurism for the past 15 years. He has no family and he’s in chronic pain. His outlook is a month, tops. – What is it?
– Lung cancer. We’re doing a good thing. Mr. Ezold? We lived in this neighborhood where all the kids knew everybody. Just a small neighborhood and my ma knew everybody. She knew the parents, the mom and dads, the kids, the brothers, everyone. So one Christmas, um, Christmas, my teacher came up to us and said we were gonna be in the pageant for Christmas. And, uh, we were gonna sing a song… so she had us sing, and then she came up to me and said, ‘Carl, just mouth the words.’ You know? – I went home and told my ma, ‘they don’t want me to sing’ and I felt really bad cause I was the only one not singing.
– It’s time. You know, when I was on the phone with that lady who called me? Mrs. O’Neil? Yeah. She didn’t say… Um… How…you were gonna do it No. I’m kinda scared… Um… Is it gonna hurt? What is taking her so long? What, Is she sitting Shiva with him? We’re not that far behind. Easy for you to say. You already ate. We’re fine. I thought we had a rule about souvenirs. We do. I wanted to see what it felt like. Don’t go too soft on me, ok? Please? Bev! Bev? I’ll go last. What, are we gonna wait out here all night? No! I don’t want to do it anymore. Mrs. Delaney, can we talk for a second, please? Go. Away. What’s going on? She said to go away. – Beverly.
– She said to go away. We’re predators. Not angels of mercy. It’s too close to sunup for this crap. Mrs. Delaney! If you don’t open up the door we’re gonna break it down, you hear me? Mrs. Delaney, we’re coming in whether you like it or no! It’s ok, it’s ok! Shhh! Hey hey hey hey. – Are you okay?
– No. – Are you okay?
– No! It’s dead. You don’t have to feel bad about it anymore. We can spend the day in the house. – We got to make sure all the blinds are closed if we’re gonna stay here all day.
– Flo please. You have about ten minutes to do whatever you need to do with that. I hate this. I have literally gone to the ends of the earth for you. I’ve gone against my every instinct. You want to live out here in the middle of nowhere, fine. You want me to pretend to be Florence Nightingale? I can get behind that. But when you deny the very foundations of our existence… I don’t know what to do with that. – Pauline, bring that body in the house.
– But it’s heavy. PAULINE! Bev, the sun is coming up! Beverly, come on! Bev! Beverly! Stop dragging your feet, and get in the house. Beverly. No, no Beverly.