" Look, honey" " I don't want to talk about it, okay?" "This is going to be my last cigarette and I'd like to enjoy it." "You're quitting?" "Well, that's good." "'Cause I want you to be around for a long time." "I love you so goddamn much, Abbey." "I'm sorry for everything." "But you're my wife." "We're going to grow old together." "I'm never going to let you go." "I'm never going to let you go." "Really?" "Yep." "I want to show you something." "Abbey?" "Abbey?" "Abbey?" "Abbey?" "Get my cell." "Call an ambulance." "Cliff... did you find it?" "Just try to stay calm." "It's going to be all right." "Abbey!" "Abbey!" "Where am I?" "Westchester General Hospital." "You were involved in a car crash, Dr. Addisson." "Do you have any idea what happened?" "Where's Abbey?" "I'd like you to prepare yourself." "Abbey, my angel." "Abbey?" "Abbey?" "Can she hear me?" "No." "She may seem responsive, but it's just a reflex." "She's not conscious." "What's happening?" "Does she feel any pain?" "With the damage to her nerves, your wife doesn't see or feel anything." "Will she ever regain consciousness?" "As far as we know, there's no brain damage." "So, yes, I would say that's very likely." "But Abbey's rejected the first round of synthetics." "What does that mean?" "We can keep her alive for a few days with a temporary allograft, but she's going to need a full body transplant from a matching donor." "If a donor can be found and the operation is successful, she'll have a good chance of survival." "Your wife will never be the way she was before the accident." "Will she ever be able to speak?" "It's hard to say." "She may be able to communicate one way or another." "There have been huge advances in brain-computer interfaces." "She might be able to type." "Or there are devices that enable people to be able to communicate through eye movements" "Abbey loved life." "That's not living." "She wouldn't want that." "That's a very personal decision." "If you choose to discontinue life-sustaining procedures, you'll need to get an attorney to contact the hospital's legal department." "Obtaining a do not resuscitate order usually takes some time." "Until then, we need to do everything we can to keep her alive." "I'll call my attorney." "Cliff, did Abbey have a living will?" "We talked about it after her father died." "She, uh, said she wouldn't want to go on, not if she would be an invalid." "Well, good." "Then her final wishes were clear." "Ira, I want you to answer this, not as an attorney, but as my friend:" "Is this the right thing to do?" "Yes." "Absolutely." "How can you be sure?" "Look, Abbey bought your house because she liked the way she looked in it." "She liked things to be beautiful." "I don't think she'd want to go on living if she looked like..." "I don't want to be insensitive here." "I'm sorry." "The important thing is..." "That you don't feel guilty about this." "It was an accident." "You know what the worst part of it is?" "Our last days together weren't happy." "I cheated on her." "Okay." "And then, I ran her into a tree." "Those are the last things I'm ever going to do for my wife." "No, Cliff." "No, the last thing you're going to do for your wife is you're going to be strong for her." "That is the last gift you're going to give her." "Come on, Cliff." "You're talking to me." "We all make mistakes, man." "The thing about Abbey, she would have forgiven you." "Well, then you didn't know her very well." "Abbey could be unbelievably stubborn." "Thanks for coming, ira." "Hey, come on." "Come on." "What are friends for, huh?" "You stay strong." "Well, I guess I'd better call Ted..." "Tell him we're not going to his party." "Honey, have you seen my cell phone?" "Yes..." "I have." "Oh, yeah." "Oh, that, uh, was, um..." "Video spam." "Came over the Internet." "It's, uh, amazing, the technology." "I think it was an ad for a sex pill or something." "You think it looks like Trish." "You know, I was looking at it too and I thought, wow, she looks like Trish, but, you know, maybe she's moonlighting as a model, or she has a twin sister, or" "please give me back the cell phone." "Oh, Cliff, I love you." "Cliff, unhh." "It's over." "I swear, Abbey." "I hope she was worth it." "God!" "Abbey." "Oh, my God." "Oh, God!" "Get off of me!" "Oh, get off of me!" "Clear!" "Get off!" "Oh, God!" "Cliff, Cliff, come on." "You fell asleep in the bathtub." "You got a boner..." "And a sex dream that went bad." "It wasn't a sex dream." "It was horrible." "Well, sex dreams can be terrifying." "I once dreamed that I was banging this hot little number, the next thing you know, she turns into a big rottweiler..." "With a cock." "Sorry, honey." "Go back to sleep." "Got red marks on my body where she touched me." "They're burns." "Sunburns." "I've got sunburn on my penis." "Well, if you've got a rash, you're under a lot of stress." "She was here." "Abbey is in a coma, Cliff." "I guarantee you she has not left the hospital room." "Maybe not her body, but..." "What about her soul?" "I don't... what do I know about souls?" "I'm a lawyer." "You don't understand." "When Abbey gets mad, she's relentless." "Oh, wait, Cliff, what are we talking about here, man?" "What are we talking about?" "What, ghosts?" "Yes." "Abbey isn't a ghost, Cliffy." "Why isn't Abbey a ghost?" "Come on, you tell me." "Because Abbey's still alive?" "Actually, I was looking for a..." "because ghosts don't exist." "But you know what?" "That one's good too." "Cliff, put some aloe vera on your rash, grab a valium, and get some sleep." "Is it true, Cliff?" "You really trying to pull the plug on my daughter?" "Pam..." "Mom?" "Don't call me "mom"!" "It makes me want to puke!" "Yeah, well, um... uh, I have to respect Abbey's wishes." "Yes, yes, yes." "Abbey's wishes." "Yes." "Um, do you want to come in and discuss this?" "Discuss it?" "No, no, no." "You can discuss it with my lawyer." "I'm going to see you destroyed, Cliff." "You crashed my daughter into a tree and you think you deserve to get rich off it?" "What are you talking about?" "I never liked you." "I don't know what you mean." "I'm not getting rich." "You go to hell!" "You're not going to get away with this." "And now, wwem3 news takes you live to the Westchester medical center, joining James henry's interview in progress over the controversy surrounding Abbey Addison's right to die." "He was probably drunk when he crashed the car." "He always hated her." "He was abusive." "Sometimes, at family gatherings, he would... he would slap me if I said anything." "You think Abbey would want to be kept alive no matter what?" "Well, of course she would." "It's up to God who decides who will live and who will die." "It's not up to some doctor." "And it's certainly not up to Clifford Addisson." ""Murderer"" "you have 34 messages." "Hi." "I saw you on television and I'd like to schedule an appointment..." "With your wife." "That burnt up slut really gets me horny." "What you're doing is a..." "Twisted..." "Merciful..." "Reprehensible..." "Well-considered..." "Act of..." "Murder!" "Your messages have been erased." "Where are you been?" "Well, um, Trish, I've been in the hospital the last few days..." "As I'm sure you know." "I let you fuck me and you didn't even call." "My wife..." "Might be dying." "Did you know that your wife fired me?" "Yes." "Because of your wife, I'm a month late on my condo payments." "I thought we had something going." "I didn't even think you liked me." "You told me I was a mercy fuck." "I was just kidding about that." "So..." "Can I be unfired now?" "'Cause I don't think she's going to know." "Okay." "But..." "We can't do this anymore." "Okay?" "Okay." "You understand?" "Yeah." "You're really a good guy, Cliff." "Trish." "Bye." "So I hear your mother-in-law has booked Montel." "Oh, no." "And senator Lowman, the one with the corruption scandal, has promised to champion her cause in the speech he's giving this afternoon." "Cliff, this is going to get very big." "Why?" "Why is she doing this?" "I was always nice to her." "The air bag." "What?" "Your air bag." "It opens up, you walk away." "You're still retarded, but otherwise, yeah, not much worse for wear." "Now, if Abbey's air bag opens up, she probably walks away too, just like you." "Her seatbelt was off." "Doesn't matter." "There was a malfunction and Loris is going to pay very big to keep this thing out of a courtroom." "How big?" "Well, there was a recent settlement in Denver, similar case, about 10 million bucks." "Holy moly." "Your mother-in-law can have you removed as legal guardian and then she becomes custodian to that money." "And if Abbey dies..." "Well, whoever wins, they take it all." "So listen." "I've organized a P.R. firm to do some favourable press for you." "And the senator's opponent has pledged his support in exchange for some campaign assistance, which I've taken care of." "What if I just offer Pam the money?" "Would she leave us alone?" "No, it's too late for her to back out." "And besides, pal, you're going to have some very big legal expenses here." "What percentage of the money do you get as my attorney?" "What the fuck's on your mind there, Cliff?" "Did you know about this..." "A few days ago, when you told me I was definitely doing the right thing?" "Oh, for christ's sake." "Come on, Cliff." "Who are you talking to, here?" "Who do you think I am?" "Of course not." "I'm sorry, ira." "Hey, no problem." "Don't let it happen again." "We're going to do whatever it takes to make sure that she's allowed to go in peace." "Excuse me." "The last gift that I can give to her..." "Is to make sure that her final wishes are granted." "Now excuse me." "I want to go see my wife." "Excuse me." "The atmosphere at the hospital was tense today as the rhetoric from protestors on both sides grew increasingly hostile." "How long has that been in Mr. Schoening's mouth?" "It got stuck;" "I was waiting for you to take it out." "So, are you really going to get all that money?" "Mr. Schoening, you're going to feel a little pressure." "All right?" "Here we go." "Well..." "Well, maybe you'd like a little gas, Mr. Schoening." "Would you like some gas?" "Now I'm going to give you some gas." "Um, can you answer the phone?" "I'll get the phone." "Addisson Dental." "May I help you?" "Yeah." "Hey, Cliff, listen..." "The, uh, judge has made a ruling." "In 48 hours they do not resuscitate order goes into effect." "Now look, I just got to the hospital." "I'm going to make sure everything is okay." "I'll be there in an hour." "Good and..." "Cliff?" "The press is going to be watching." "Flowers." "Bring lots more flowers." "Abbey, I, uh..." "I just came to say good-bye." "Even though you never liked me very much." "When I heard that this awful thing happened to you..." "The first thing that jumped into my mind was..." "I'm going to be able to buy a boat." "I'm not a very nice guy." "I admit that." "Still, I am..." "I am sorry..." "That this had to happen to you." "But you know what I always say." "When life gives you a lemon..." "You make lemonade." "So here's to you, Abbey." "And to lemonade." "Million-dollar settlement on the works." "Would you like to elaborate?" "Mr. Addisson, was there a deal in place before the DNR came through?" "No." "I want to see my president." "Mr. Addisson, have you spoken to Abbey's family about this issue at all?" "Mr. Addisson, the public wants to know." "Any response at all, Mr. Addisson?" "Mr. Addisson?" "Hey, pal." "I think I'd like some time alone with her." "Yeah, yeah." "I'll, uh..." "I'll be in the cafeteria." "She's flat-lining again." "Code blue!" " Page Dr. Loring." " "Again"?" " When did she..." " This way, Dr. Addisson." "What do you mean "she's flat-lining again"?" "They called a code on her two nights ago." "She died?" "She was revived quickly and seemed to stabilize." " What time?" " Around 11:00." "Charge at 200." "Okay, ready?" "Okay, clear." "Abbey..." "Hey, guy, no cell phones in the hospital." "Oh, yeah." "Jeez!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help ah!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "He... help!" "Get out!" "Is it in there?" "Oh, no!" "Oh, God!" "Oh, my God." "What has happened?" "Get a burn cart in here!" "All right, this way." "We need them now." "Nice work, people." "Ms. Addisson, you live another day." "Is she alive?" "Yes." "For now." "You... you've got to save her." "I've changed my mind." "She's got to live." "She's got to live." "She's got to live." "Abbey, baby..." "Baby, you've got to live." " Sweetie, you've got to..." "She's got to live!" "The wounds are retracting at an accelerated rate." "If a donor doesn't present itself within roughly 12 hours surgery will be impossible." "What is that?" "Like 6 am tomorrow morning." "At the latest." "My little girl is running out of time." "Don't let Clifford Addisson murder my child." "Wait, wait..." "Wait, come back" "I need to... mom you are so right." "I'm in trouble, okay." "I'm sending the DNR, life is precious." "Abbey must stay alive." "No matter what." "And if there is a..." "A..." "Item case" "I will give it, all of it to anyone to can help to find a donor." "I must tell you, we only have a few hours left." "Now even if she is stuck in the bed, a vegetable or whatever, it doesn't matter if only she is alive" "I'm a... the last thing that I can do for her is to make sure that she lives." "Abbey?" "Do I look like a burnt up old bitch?" "Jesus, Trish." "What are you doing here?" "I saw you on TV." "You aren't seriously going to give away all that money, are you?" "I..." "I need time to think." "I need time to be alone right now." "I've got..." "I've got to calm my nerves so I can think." "I've only got till dawn..." "Or Abbey's going to figure out a way to fuck me." "She was just laying there, thinking about all the things she's going to do to me." "Sick..." "Unimaginable things." "I thought she was spiteful when she was alive." "But she's... hey, hey, hey." "Killed Ira." "She's fucking evil." "Baby, it's okay." "Come here." "Come here, baby." "Come here." "Come here." "Oh, no, no, no, no, no." "No, no, no." "No, no, no, no, no." "This is what started the whole thing." "I don't have time." "I need a plan." " I need..." " Cliff?" "Mommy knows exactly what you need." "You have been starving physically." " And your hormones are in a little tizzy." " No..." "It's addled your brain." "Just stay away from me." "Stay away from me." "Oh, baby." "Mmm, I'm hot." "I'm gushing, I can't stand it." "Be merciful." "I'm going to let you do whatever you want to do." "Come and get it." "I can't stop you." "Trish." "You're fired." "You're fired, get your shit and get out of here." "Okay." "Why are you looking at the clock?" "I can't help it." "You know you're being crazy, right?" "I guess." "But in four hours..." "We'll know." "Hey." "When that nasty bitch kicks the bucket, nothing's going to happen." "I'll bet you a million dollars." "But if I'm right, I'll be dead." "Where are you going?" "I'm going to get another bottle of wine..." "If that's okay with you." "Abbey." "Please answer me." "Please open the door." "I cleared the weekend." "Thought maybe we could take a drive..." "To the cabin." "Like old times, huh?" "Okay." "Let's take a drive." "Is she still here?" "I don't think so." "They must have revived her again." "That was so awful." "My God, that burning smell." "Please protect me." "She can't die..." "She can't." "She has to live..." "No matter what." "You have to stop her, okay?" "You have to stop her." "I know." "Why don't you get your stuff and we'll get out of here?" "Okay." "Just a few more hours, Abbey." "Just hang in there." "Hi." "I'm sorry you have to be alive for this, Trish." "But the skin needs to be fresh." "Now, you're going to feel a little bit of pressure." "Do I have a cavity?" "Yes." "You have a cavity." "And it's all going to be over, soon." "Well..." "You've been very brave, Trish." "But I'm afraid this next part doesn't get any better." "I mean, we all want to control our mates, but come on, first she's off the ventilator, then she's on, next week she'll be off again." "There's got to be a limit." "I'll tell you one thing." "If my dentist looked like Dr. Cliff, he could drill me day and night, honey." "So you're publicly admitting you have a thing for Dr. Cliff, okay." "Maybe we should open the phone lines for this one." "Look, honey..." "Look, I don't want to talk about it, okay?" "This is going to be my last cigarette and I'd like to enjoy it." "You're quitting?" "Well, that's good." "'Cause I want you to be around for a long time." "Why should I listen to anything you say?" "Because it's true." "I love you so goddamn much, Abbey." "I'm sorry for everything." "But you're my wife." "We're going to grow old together." "I'm never going to let you go." "I'm never going to let you go." "Really?" "Yep." "I want to show you something." "I'm having your baby, Cliff." "My God!" "This is amazing!" "This is beautiful!" "That's why you're quitting!" "We're going to be a family." "It's a little bit late for that, don't you think?" "What?" "You think after what you did to me that I'm going to let you anywhere near my baby?" "Oh, come on!" "I mean, come on!" "No, Cliff, you lost your chance to live that life when you started fucking that whore." "No more, Cliff." "No more of my family's money." "No more nice house." "Abbey, you don't mean that." "Yes." "You are going to be doing welfare fillings at the strip mall because of what you did to me." "Abbey?" "Get my cell." "Call an ambulance." "Cliff, did you find it?" "Try to stay calm." "It's going to be all right." "Cliff, what are you doing?" "Cliff." "What are you doing?" "Just try to relax." "They're going to be here in a minute." "I didn't mean to." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "Please!" "No!" "Abbey!" "I'm sorry!" "I" "Get out of the road!" "Dr. Loring!" "Anybody see Dr. Loring?" "Dr. Loring!" "Dr. Loring!" "Dr. Loring!" "Did you see Dr. Loring?" "Where's Dr. Loring?" "Dr. Addisson, I'm sorry." "You can't go in there." "Where did she go?" "Didn't you see it on the television?" "See what?" "Cliff, Abbey died last night." "I tried to call you." "You might want to talk to a grief counsellor." "Dr. Addisson, before you go, there's some forms to signs."