Clay Beresford:
Am I supposed to still hear you?
Dr. Puttnam:
[
after cutting up Clay’s chest] Ooh, that's going to hurt in the morning. Sorry, Clay!
Clay Beresford:
[
thinking] Yeah, you better be FUCKING sorry!
Dr. Jack Harper:
He really did love you, Sam.
Sam Lockwood:
He didn't even know me.
Sam Lockwood:
Jack, grow some fucking balls.
Clay Beresford:
So it's tough love today, huh?
Dr. Jack Harper:
You think this is a joke?
Dr. Jack Harper:
At 6:32 this morning, on Thursday the first of November, Clayton Beresford Junior died on my operating table, two and a half hours later, his life was saved.
Dr. Jack Harper:
There are no excuses for what we did, there’s no defense, no one to blame but us, we got what we deserved. Clay would have his revenge, and justice would finally be served, but despite all the secrets, despite all the lies, and a terrible loss, one thing really matters now, he....is....awake.
Lilith Beresford:
Clay, you've got your whole life ahead of you.
Clay Beresford:
Do I?
Clay Beresford:
[
on being scolded on Dr. Jack] He's my friend mother, I trust him.
Dr. Jonathan Neyer:
Clayton, this time next year, I will be surgeon general, I write text books on this procedure.
Clay Beresford:
Really, that's, that's great, I sure hope you've read em Jack.
Sam Lockwood:
But hey you know what? As soon as you get out of here, we're gonna start from scratch. Get a little house on the beach, do it right, ya know? Chase seagulls, what do you say? As soon as you get out, I'll be right here.
Clay Beresford:
I think my new heart will love you as much as my old one.
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