James & mary

- What do you want, James?

- I, uh I brought you some flowers.

- Flowers? I don't want any [bad word] flowers! Just go home already.

- Mary, what are you saying?

- Look! I'm disgusting! I don't deserve flowers. Between the disease and the drugs, I look like a monster. Well what are you looking at? Get the hell out of here. Leave me alone already! I'm no use to anyone. I'll be dead soon anyway. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow... It's be easier if they'd just kill me. But I guess the hospital is making a nice profit off me, they want to keep me alive... Are you still here? I told you to go! Are you deaf?! Don't come back!

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- James... Wait... Please don't go... Stay with me. Don't leave me alone. I didn't mean what I said. Please James... Tell me I'll be okay. Tell me I'm not going to die. Help me...