MARY
Is he going to be alright?
FRANK
(not encouraging)
His heart's beating.
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FRANK
He's dead, Rose. Your father passed.
ROSE/MARY
How can that be? He was getting better.
FRANK
He coded. They shocked him one too
many times. I'm sorry.
ROSE/MARY
He was tough. You did all you could.
FRANK
I'm sorry.
ROSE/MARY
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You have to keep the body going until
the brain and heart recover enough
to go on their own.
Frank
nods.
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Desperate for changing
Starving for truth
Closer where i Started
Chasing after you
forgetting all i'm lacking
completely incomplete
i'll take your invitation
you take all of me
i'm living for the only thing i know
i'm running and not quite sure where to go
i don't know what i'm diving into
just hanging by a moment here with you
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FRANK
In the last year I had come to believe
in such things as spirits leaving
the body and not wanting to be put
back, spirits angry at the awkward
places death had left them. I
understood how crazy it was to think
this way, but I was convinced if I
turned around, I'd see Old Man Burke
standing at the window, watching,
waiting for us to finish.
==BRINGING OUT THE DEAD==

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