We're not going back, you know.
Hey. Head.
I don't know why you didn't just let me pack for you.
Tusker?
Why didn't you let me pack for you?
-Do you hear that sound? -What sound?
Do you hear it? Listen.
It's the sound of me ignoring you.
Well, we're not going back
because you realised you forgot something again.
That's all I'm saying.
Not if we're gonna stick to this schedule of yours.
Well, do you think you could drive just a little faster?
I mean, if you drive any slower,
I might as well fucking walk there.
Yes, well, you'll be walking there in a minute.
How about just exploring
the outer regions of fifth gear?
-All right. That's better. -That's good.
Didn't you hear what it was doing?
Yes, but it still sounds like second.
No, it doesn't.
It's like second sounds like second at...
you know, 50 miles an hour.
Just let me know if you wanna use the thing.
-What? -Just in case it's easier.
The satnav.
No. No.
It's what we bought it for.
No, it's what you bought it for.
I can't stand it. I can't stand to listen to that voice
because I feel like I'm back in school again.
You feel like you've done something wrong.
You haven't turned right.
You're supposed to turn right.
Why aren't you turning right?
How many decades do you have to live in this country
for that to make any sense?
I'm just curious. You find it soothing?
-Oh, yeah.
Keep this, I love.
-Don't you remember this? -No, I don't.
You don't? Where were you in the '70s?
Sing it with me.
Think I might need a lie down soon.
-Really? -Mm.
Make a little pit stop.
Sam...
I'm fine.
All right, we'll go on for a bit, and then
call it a day.
There's no point in overdoing it.
Have you finished?
Oh, yes. Thank you very much. Thank you.
Can I ask you?
Did you want one?
An autograph?
From him?
'Cause I saw you looking
and I wasn't sure if you wanted one.
Do you have a pen on you?
All right. But if you want one,
he'll sign one for you.
He's shy, but he will.
Either on a napkin or if you have
one of his piano albums, he'll...
-Thanks. -Okay.
All right. Thank you.
How did you come to be this person?
I don't know. I don't know.
I don't even know why I do it, because
it really isn't even satisfying any more,
half the time anyway.
Oh, so why do you do it?
Because of the other half.
It's good to get back on the road again,
don't you think?
I didn't think she was going to start.
Well, the guy in the garage said
she's in pretty good nick, considering.
That's good. She hasn't let us down yet.
Thanks.
For what?
This.
That's 45.80.
Thank you.
Fuck.
Shit.
Tusker?
Tusker!
Shit.
Fuck!
Tusker.
Wish you'd let me cook more, you know?
Why? it smells delicious.
Just feel like a child.
Oh, stop. You're doing brilliantly.
Oh, these onions.
Let me do something, all right?
Come on, I'm not completely useless.
No, you sit there. Be quiet.
Hey.
-Are you all right? -Yeah. You all right?
I'm really, really sorry that I scared you today.
Will you stop apologising? Hmm?
No, I just...
Well, you got a little confused. And that happens,
-we both know that. -Well...
-Yeah, but that was... -Oh, come on.
Looks like a clear night. Get the telescope out?
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. -Mm-hmm.
Then I can teach you a thing or two.
Where'd you put your pills?
Washbag?
Think that's where I put them.
-Sam... -Yes?
I didn't bring them.
What?
Tusker, I told you I should've packed.
No. No. I took them out.
Why?
Because I didn't want them.
-Tusker, it's... -What? It's my choice.
I didn't want them.
We both know that they're not doing anything anyway.
We have to try.
It's just
that they remind me
that I'm ill.
And I don't want that.
Not right now.
Any good?
Oh, no.
It's, erm...
I'm getting through it.
I love this piece.
-You always say that. -Mm.
And, yet, you never play it for me.
How's it going?
It's not.
Anything you want to talk about?
No. No, no. No, no.
I'll let you know.
Writer's block?
-Let's make a tape. -What?
You never want to make a tape.
I know. But I brought the thing.
-So... - No, it's okay.
I have it. I have it.
You said you wanted to do some work.
Yeah, I know, but...
Okay.
Well, it's not gonna write itself.
-There. You... You... -Yes. All right.
-Okay. -Yeah.
So, er, today is the October 20.
And welcome to Dementia Hour on BBC Four.
Yeah. Are we, er, gonna take it seriously, or...
Yes. We are.
-Soon? -Yes, sorry. All right.
Right, erm, so, how are you feeling?
-Good. Happy. -Yeah?
Mm.
Having a nice time?
-Mm-hmm. And you? -Hmm.
Er, never a dull moment.
And are you happy to be here?
I'm happy to be with you.
And where are we?
Erm...
Actually, I haven't got a clue where we are.
- Oh.
-Erm...
And what's it like for you? This.
I'm asking the questions.
Right. Yeah, it's fine for me.
Liar.
Er, it has its moments.
Mm.
I'm afraid I haven't been much help lately.
No, you help me a lot.
So, can you tell...
that it's gotten worse?
All right.
If you had one wish in the world, what would it be?
I wish this holiday wouldn't end.
How about you?
Well, I wish I didn't have this thing.
-Idiot!
Yeah. The bloody thing.
You know,
you just sit there
doing nothing.
Propping up the entire world.
After 300 yards, turn left.
She can just fuck off.
She's getting us there a lot quicker than you were.
Really?
She sounds like Margaret fucking Thatcher.
First it's Section 28,
and now she's gonna tell us where to go on our holiday.
After 100 yards, turn left.
Turn left.
Is this it?
We might not be able to camp there any more, you know.
Probably have rules against these things now.
Really?
Well, I don't give a shit.
What's the worst that can happen?
We'll pay a fine or whatever.
What... Well, you know, how much can it be?
Well, we'll have to find it first.
Well, I'm... I'm sure the Iron Lady
will help us get there.
Is this really the right road? I'm just sayin'...
We're goin' over.
Listen, you don't look at me,
I won't look at you, and then...
Just look at the road.
We'll stay on the road, OK?
I can look at you, I'm not driving.
But if you look at me, I look at you.
-Well, don't. -Well, don't look at me.
Hmm.
Well, it certainly hasn't changed much.
We slept in that minuscule car of yours.
Yeah, and we'd only known each other
for about five minutes.
It was long enough for you to tell me you love me.
-Did I? -Mm.
Really?
Well, I've always been very impulsive.
Come on.
Whoop.
- You find it? -Er...
Er...
No.
-No? -No.
Let me see. Hold those.
Okay...
Hey, ah, there it is. You found it, you found it.
-Did I? -Yeah, that's it.
Oh. Good Lord.
Beginner's luck.
No, you had very... a very good teacher.
You got it?
Oh, yeah. Beautiful. Beautiful.
By the way, I reserved your usual seat.
-For the concert. -Oh, okay, thanks.
Not that I'm expecting many people to show up, really.
Well, then...
it'll be very relaxing and casual.
Good way for you to get back into it.
Teach me.
What?
-That? -Hmm.
Now?
Why?
I want to learn.
All right, I want to be able to find it.
-All right. -Try.
Okay. So, erm...
First, you have to find the, erm...
the...
Mm, what do you call it?
It's a shape. This shape. This shape.
-Triangle? -Yeah, triangle.
And...
you have to find the three
brightest lights there
that make the triangle.
-These ones? These ones? - Mm-hmm.
Then draw a line horizontally through it.
And that's where the Milky Way is.
Oh.
We could just go home, you know.
There's no pressure to do all this.
No, I don't wanna go home.
Yeah, but it's really not important.
No, it really is important, Sam.
It really is.
It's okay.
Mm.
I like it when you do that.
It's nice.
It makes me instantly sleepy.
Oh, Lord.
Jesus Christ, Ruby.
-'Night. - Okay.
-Good night, Sam. -'Night.
-Hi! Hey. Hi. Hey. -You made it.
Aw! Come here, you.
Look at you! You got so tall!
-You took your bloody time.
It's that satnav thing. It's terrible!
Where's Ruby? Did you bring her? Can I see her?
Come on, Ruby. Come on out.
-Oh! Isn't she adorable! -Oh!
She keeps us very busy.
Yes, you can say that again.
-Yeah, I bet. -Clive! Hello.
Leave your stuff, we'll get it later.
Oh, it's good to see you.
How are you, then, you old sod?
I am as fit as a bloody fiddle.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
What's your name again?
-Tusker! -Oh, sorry. Okay.
-How are you? -I'm good.
-Good to see you. -Nice to see you.
Good timing. Just put the kettle on.
- Great. - Good journey?
Yes, yes, er, it was seamless.
He's okay.
We're okay.
Are you?
We need to have a proper chat about your plans.
I mean,
have you thought some more about getting help?
Someone to take the pressure off you a bit.
I mean,
even if it's just a few days a week,
it might make all the difference.
Do you honestly think he would get on board with that?
-Fat chance. -Okay.
Anyway, we're not there yet.
Yeah, but what...
He's adapting.
And trying to keep control of things.
His independence, you know.
Is he still writing?
Oh, that's good. That's really good.
You know, planning this little trip
has really put a spring in his step.
Mm.
Ever since this idea came up,
the recital,
he hasn't stopped talking about it. Dog with a bone.
I don't think I'm doing this very well, sis.
-Hey. You are.
It's my turn now,
-and I just... - Hello.
-Hello. -Hi..
So, we're sleeping in the van. It's easier.
No. We're gonna stay in your old room.
What?
-What do you mean? -It's made up for you.
Yeah. I thought you knew that.
Right. So, I'll just go and get the bags, then.
- It'll be romantic. -Yes.
I'll give you a hand.
Don't know why I plan anything.
Aw!
Mm. Thank you for this, Lil.
Oh, I've been looking forward to it for weeks.
-Me too. -Is it all still a... Mm...
Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Shh. Mum's the word.
You always seem somehow to get your own way, don't you?
-Oh, come on, it's cosy. -No, it's ridiculous.
-No, it's not. It's nice. -It is. Come on,
you're in the middle of the fucking bed.
I am not... I am on the edge.
-Now I'm more on the edge.
-Are you okay? -That's it! I'm sleeping
-in the darn van. -No, you... No, no, no.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Come over here. Come here. Come here.
-Yeah, well, move over a bit. -All right, all right.
Come here, come here. Come here. I'll keep you in.
I just hope you're entertained.
I'll be like a little...
little rail for you like kids have.
There you go. Bed rail.
-Here we go. -I can't...
-Is it better? -Just give me some...
-I can't breathe. -I was trying to stop you...
Well, I'm sure it'll be fine, but as you know, I've...
I've not done one for quite a while. Yes.
Great, well, we're staying, er,
somewhere nearby for the weekend,
so if I... if I just drive over on Sunday...
Are you selling?
Alright. Well, looking forward. Thank you.
Hey.
Good girl.
Hey, all right, all right. I got it. I got it.
-Mm. -Yes.
I knew I'd be successful enough one day
-to have my own dresser.
Yeah, well, this is tricky, you know?
There you go.
Remember that New Year's walk?
When Charlotte was a baby?
When Lilly got us lost?
Er, no, Lilly didn't get us lost, you got us lost.
-No, I didn't. -Mm-hmm.
I...
Well, I thought Clive was gonna have to call
an air ambulance. He was so hungover.
He was hungover.
Hey.
I found a place online a few days ago,
it could be great for us, I think.
I'll show it to you when we get back.
It's a bungalow. It's right in Holtenby.
It's so close to town.
Mm-hmm.
We need to plan, Tusker.
We're not moving, Sam.
You know, somewhere better suited.
-To what? -It'll make it much easier.
No.
Home is home and that's where we're staying.
What actual difference does it make?
-No. It's our place. -Home can be anywhere
-as long as it's us. -We made it the way we... No.
I'm gonna do this concert.
Then I'm gonna call it a day.
-Properly this time. -No.
I don't want you to do that.
Well, it's not about me.
It's about us.
No, but that's not fair to you, and I won't let you.
Yes, but I want to.
-I want to do this. -No. Nope.
No, I want to be with you.
I want to be with you every moment.
Shh. All right...
I want to be with you every moment.
It's important.
Lilly must be having people over or something.
Hmm.
So many cars.
Come on. What's going on?
That's it. Where'd they go?
Lilly?
Clive?
- Surprise!
I thought we'd have a party!
Yeah!
You did it!
- It was everywhere...
-Can I join you? -Sure.
Sorry, I had to get out of there. I can't, erm...
Sometimes it's difficult to be around
a lot of people these days. It's a bit...
-Take your time. -Mm-hmm.
So you'll take care of him, right?
Of course.
Thank you.
Tusker took me to Japan...
-Oh. -...when we first met.
We used to travel quite a bit back in the day.
-Yeah. - Really?
We haven't always been this boring.
- Not this boring.
-Or have we? -You have.
No, it's probably me. Yeah, just me.
When are we gonna see it?
-See what? - "See what"?
This new book of yours.
Oh! It's coming, it's coming.
-It's taken you long enough. -Paul!
Well, er, what do you care? You never read them, anyway.
Well, maybe I'll start.
No, you'd never get past the first chapter.
It's far too high-brow for you.
-Well, he's got a point.
You know, he's almost finished.
What's it about?
Oh, don't ask him that.
He won't even let me read a single word,
and I used to proofread everything.
I'll let you read it.
So, where are you going
in that bloody great thing out there, anyway?
Well, he has a gig.
Yeah, he's practically frog-marching me there to do it.
No, I'm not.
I'm going to see if I'm still any bloody good.
-You will be. -You will be wonderful.
-Will I? Will I? -Yes.
- And where's our invite? -Mm..
Em... Let's just see how it goes.
Chances are I'm a bit rusty.
So...
I would like to know
how my favourite goddaughter's doing.
And are you seeing anyone?
Maybe.
-She's in love. -Really?
Tell me. Who is it? I wanna know everything.
He's just a guy. I've known him for ages.
He's tryin' to write a novel too, actually.
-Oh, really? - Mm.
Oh, that's wonderful!
That's great! Wait, is it good?
Is it better than mine?
Tell him to stop immediately. I never liked that boy.
-Terrible child. Yes.
Well, thank you so much.
I don't know if I have any cash on me.
-Do you take a credit card?
-I'd like to make a speech.
Shhh.
I, er...
Sorry.
Erm, I'm just...
I'm very happy to have everybody
here together after a very long period of time, it seems,
and I really appreciate you,
erm, making the effort to come.
I'm very excited. Erm...
And...
Sorry, just, it's... This gets a little...
Sorry...
Um... Well, maybe...
-maybe Sam will do it for me. -Yes, I'd love to.
Why don't you do it for me, as I can't.
Yes, of course.
My... My big moment.
Thanks, Tusker.
Erm... "Well, thank you all for coming.
Er, looking around me,
I'm reminded how lucky we all are"
to have each other.
There's so much history here in this room
and that's a really beautiful thing.
Er, Lilly and Clive, thanks for having us all."
It's a pleasure.
Er, "This place is where Sam grew up,
but it's also always felt like home to me too,
since I crossed the pond all those years ago.
So many happy times here.
As the years go by,
it seems to get harder and harder
to stay in touch, doesn't it?
So it's times like these
when we are allowed to remember
how important friends and family are.
Loyal.
A comforting arm in a...
a lonely moment,
a bed for the night,
someone to share a bottle with."
"I guess in time,
we will need these things
more than we ever have.
Now, as most of you will know,
I am slowly losing my ability to remember
and to do certain things.
Not big things,
but it does mean it probably won't be long
before I'll totally forget who Tim is,
which I've been trying my hardest to do
for about 30 years, anyway."
"Now, there will come a time,
when I will forget who is even doing the forgetting.
And then, well,
I'll probably not have a care in the world.
But until then,
I'll be able to think back to the times we've all shared,
times like these, and that's a great help."
To friendship!
Hmm...
Erm...
"But we all wouldn't be here,
and I definitely wouldn't be here"
if it weren't for this man next to me.
He's the best thing that has ever happened to me,
and I don't know what I'd do without him.
Just look around this room, Sam.
So many people who care about you.
Never forget that.
So, I'd just like to say, 'Thank you, Sam,
for being my saviour,
my beloved,
and the best friend anyone could ever wish for.'"
Yeah.
-To Sam! - To Sam!
To Sam.
Can't believe Rick is here.
No, neither can I. You know, he's been, er...
Mm-hmm. Twice.
He's a dark horse.
Literally. Never even spoke to a woman when we knew him,
let alone get near enough to be divorced by two of them.
Always the quiet ones, eh?
We all miss you, you know, Sam?
Yeah, I'm sorry, Tim.
Oh, don't be.
I don't mean like... I didn't mean it like that at all.
-It's just been a bit... -No, of course.
Of course, it has.
-He never stops, does he? -Mm.
Oh.
Thank you for coming all this way, Tim.
You kidding? I wouldn't have missed this for the world.
Plus, the fact Tusker would probably have me killed.
Yes, he can be very insistent.
Yes, you're telling me.
And how long has he been
fricking plotting all this, anyway?
Months!
Oh, what a speech, eh?
Anyone would think he was a writer.
I hear he's finding it a bit, er...
yeah, a bit tougher, er, recently?
Erm, I mean, that's only to be expected, of course, but, er...
Who told you that?
Er, well, he did. Erm...
He said, er... Erm...
He said, when he tries to
put pen to paper, he... he... he can't.
Sam, I'm so sorry. I didn't...
Sorry, I think I just... I need a bit of air.
-Yes. -But, er,
we'll be fine, you know.
Okay. All right.
-Thanks, Sam. Sorry, Sam. -No.
I haven't spoken to Sam about it yet.
He'll understand. He will.
Mum should never have stayed here so long
in the first place.
Hard to let go, I suppose.
It's okay. Yes.
It's a fresh start.
-Yes. -It's a good thing.
-I'll miss it. -Yes.
But being sad something is gone
just means it was great while it was there, right?
Come stay again before that though, eh?
Yes, of course. Yes. Yes.
And you have to have a, erm, housewarming party.
-Yep. -Right? In the new place.
- Okay. -Get this lot together again.
Sam would love that. So you should do that.
I, erm...
I was reading about a new medicine
-the other day. -Mm-hmm. Mm.
Er, so I kept the clipping for you.
It was something about blood thinning tablets
they give to people with heart problems.
They said that, apparently, it can be really beneficial...
-Oh. Yes. -...if you like...
-Give it to me. Yes. -Yeah?
-Okay. -Thanks.
You know what the hard part is?
It's that you're... you're just...
you're not supposed to mourn someone
while they're still alive.
And, you know, sharing a space with them,
sharing a bed with them,
-is just not fair. -He... He's not.
-It's not... -He's not.
Well, he must be, because I am.
You're still you, Tusker.
You're still the guy he fell in love with.
No, I'm not.
I just look like him.
Which is a shame.
Pick a patch of sky.
that doesn't have any stars in it.
-Okay. -Alright, you got it?
-Yeah. -Okay.
Now make a circle, you know,
with your thumb and your forefinger,
like this. Okay? Look through it,
and imagine that that's a telescope,
but an incredibly powerful telescope.
What you would see would be,
like, a million galaxies.
That's bloody loads.
Yes. Yes, that is bloody loads.
But what's even more amazing
is that your body is made out of
bits of those stars.
What do you mean?
When a star gets really old, okay,
it runs out of fuel
and it explodes, like a firework.
- A massive one? - Yes.
A massive, massive, massive one.
And then that star has died,
and it becomes really, really bright
and it shoots out all of this stuff,
and all that stuff travels through space
over years, and years, and years,
and years, and years, and years,
and years, and years,
and eventually,
it's what makes us.
So, we're all like stars, then?
Yeah.
But what's even more incredible is, this ear,
could have come from a completely different star
in a totally different galaxy
than this ear.
I don't understand.
Nah, it doesn't matter.
You know, a very wise man once said that,
"We will not starve for lack of wonders,
but from lack of wonder.
What does that mean?
It means you must always ask questions.
Mum says I ask too many questions.
Really?
Never stop asking questions,
no matter what your mother says.
You must never stop asking questions.
-It's very important. -Okay.
-Okay? You promise me? -Promise.
Bye, guys. Bye.
Hello!
- Hello! -Hi, Mr Mulliner?
-Yes, hi. Sorry we're late. -It's okay.
I'm Rachel. I'm the one you spoke to on the phone.
Yes, nice to meet you.
Yeah. Oh, it's great.
Did you say you were up here
on to a concert or something?
Er, yes. Tomorrow, at Guildhall. Yeah.
Well, it's a beautiful spot.
Great.
Bye-bye, thank you.
Isn't this place great?
It's fantastic.
How is this?
Is it going to be okay for you?
Oh, that doesn't sound... so good.
Hmm.
What do you think? I mean, I don't...I can't tell.
You're the expert, but...
All right. Well, I think I'm gonna go up
and have a lie down, and I'll let you practice.
Why don't you do some writing, Tusker?
Quiet place like this, you could finish your book.
No. Not right now, I don't really want to.
No, I... I think you should. I want you to.
-Yes. -I'll go get your writing stuff.
No. No. I'm fine. Really.
All right, let's do another tape, then.
Why don't we do... Why don't we do one of our tapes?
No, I don't feel like it.
-I don't. -I do.
All right, let's do
it over here. Come on.
All right.
My name is Tusker Mulliner.
No. Sam, no. No. I don't... No. I don't want...
What I am about to do is my choice...
-No! No! I don't... -...and no one else's.
-Today is the 25th of October. -Fuck.
And I'm about to take my own life.
I have chosen to die now.
I do not wish to become a burden to Sam
or anyone else.
I'm here completely alone,
and I am doing this in secret,
with no assistance from anyone else.
My dear Sam, I just wanna say
that I love you with all my heart,
-and I'm...
I'm gonna go out and take the dog for a walk,
and when I get back, I'm gonna cook us dinner.
And then we're gonna pretend none of this ever happened.
We should use the van more.
I mean,
freedom is why we bought it. We can go where we want.
Europe maybe, if they'll still fucking have us, that is.
We can go back to that place in Italy.
We loved it there, you remember?
Do you remember?
Or... Or, erm, the South of France.
You always wanted to go to Provence.
And that wouldn't take long.
We could stop off at that place in Paris
and eat at that, erm... that bistro
on Rue Saint-Benoît that you liked.
Fucking years ago now.
Think about... Think about being out of the city.
No streetlights.
Huh? There's no light...
Er, what do you call it? Pollution.
-Sam... -It's beautiful, you know.
Probably don't even need a telescope out here,
you can just get out.
Just get out there and we'll finish this and, er...
Sam.
Do you remember...
when we came back from the doctor the first day?
When we found out, when we came home?
And I said something to you?
Do you remember what that was?
I told you no matter what happens,
I did not wanna lose control of my life.
I'm losing control. Now.
Where do you think we're gonna be in six months?
-Together. -Or a year.
Together. Still.
What do you think it'll be like?
-The same. -No.
No. It won't be.
Okay?
And I didn't tell you
about what I've chosen to do
because even if you knew about it...
Well, I know now, don't I?
-Don't I? -Mm-hmm.
When they called about the concert,
I thought that was...
It was the perfect opportunity
because then, you could prove
that you weren't with me when I...
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Stop, we're not having this conversation.
-Sam. -Let's dance.
Sam.
Let's dance.
We don't dance any more, do we? Just, come on.
-No, I don't... No, no. Sam. -Let's dance. Let's dance.
Come on, we can still dance, can't we?
It's okay. Just...
Sit down.
Sit down. Just sit down.
Okay.
Do you think I'm not scared, Tusker? Is that it?
Do you think I don't spend every single moment
thinking about how am I gonna cope when this gets worse?
Every single hour of every day since you got ill,
that's going round in my head.
Over, and over, and over.
Am I strong enough? Can I do it?
Can I live seeing you not knowing what day it is,
not knowing where we are,
not knowing who I am?
I know. I know.
Or will it break me? Will I just give up?
Put you in a fucking home,
visit you once a week. Be done with it.
Sit there, reading your
favourite book to you, knowing you...
You know what I've decided?
I'm strong enough.
I'll be okay.
And as long as there's breath in my body,
I will look after you, I will care for you,
I will wash you, I will hold you,
I will wipe your fucking arse,
I will do my best to remind you who I am,
and what we meant to each other before all this.
I now think this is why I was put here in the first place.
It was for you.
But I am scared.
I mean, fucking terrified, if you must know.
And I never told you that.
So, you're not the only one with secrets, Tusker.
But look what it's doing to you.
And that's not fair.
It's not about fair, is it? It's about love.
Is it selfish?
Not to want to lose you? Not to want to be alone?
I don't wanna be alone.
I know that. I know.
But...
I am dying.
Don't let me off the hook!
I want to do this.
I want to see this through, with you, to the end.
That's my thing.
It's all I've got left.
No, it isn't, Sam.
Hmm.
What if I just tell everyone, then?
What if I just shout it from the fucking rooftops?
What would you do then?
We'd all be in trouble, wouldn't we?
We'd all be guilty.
Or I could just drive away, leave you here.
Well, you couldn't do it then. Could you?
Cause you can't do anything without me.
You need me.
Exactly.
I don't wanna be alone.
I'm becoming a passenger.
And I'm not a passenger.
This thing is taking me to a place
where I don't want to go.
And no one is going to be able to bring me back.
And...
I can't.
No, I can't do that.
I knew something was going on, all right.
If I'm honest, I knew. I just, you know...
You don't spend all those
years with someone without... without noticing the little...
Yeah. I know.
I didn't wanna say anything.
Just didn't want to admit to myself
that you knew it was getting worse too.
How long have...
Christ, you even got me a dog?
Fuck.
Sam, you need to listen to me.
I want to be remembered...
for who I was,
but not...
for who I'm about to become.
That's the only thing I can control.
And that's all I have left.
What if it doesn't work?
It'll work.
I know what I'm doing.
I can't believe we're having this...
I can't wait any longer.
You can.
There's always more time.
No.
Very soon,
I'm going to look at your face
and I'm not going to know
who it is that's staring back at me.
Can't we just go home?
Let's just go home.
No.
I'm not going home.
And if you love me, you'll let me do this.
If you really love me.
You'll break my heart.
It'll last forever.
You have to let me go.
-I can't. -Well, yeah.
I can't. Please.
It's okay.
I'm sorry.
Just hold me.
Please.
That sounds beautiful.
Yeah, I think it's gonna be all right.
-Did I wake you? -Mm-mm.
What time is it?
Let me be with you.