Will: What happened?
Thinking how did I get home…? Fuck my legs…
Will: Shit, this kills!
Can't move his legs
Will: Help! Someone help!
Footsteps….
Juan: Que tue problemo, Senor Will
Will: I cannot move my legs!
Juan: (looking bewildered) Ok, senor… Let me help you
Juan lifting Will's legs and helping him off the bed
Will: What happened? How did I get home?
Juan: Don't know what you mean, Senor…
Will: I need a hospital, please call an ambulance
Juan: No problem, no problem
Ambulance sirens ring
They pick up Will and put him in the ambulance and head to hospital
Will: I do not know why, but I cannot move my legs… I was out last night and all I remember is falling
Paramedic: OK, sir. Not to worry, we will get you to the hospital and figure it out. Try to relax
Pulling into the hospital emergency area. Doctors immediately are at full attention as Will enters the emergency doors
Doctor: Will, is everything OK… Are you feeling any pain?
Will: No, that's why I am freaking out… I just cannot feel my legs at all…
Doctor: (strange look on his face) OK, let's get him to emergency
Will is rushed to emergency as Juan and the doctor lag behind
Doctor: Has he been doing any medication we should know about?
Juan: No, just the usual Doctor
Doctor: OK, thanks Juan, please stay here we will let you know
Juan frantic on the phone calling family members
Doctor: Will, what symptoms are you feeling?
Will: I can't move my fucking legs!?
Doctor: Will, I understand. Have you taken any hallucinogenic since we have last met?
Will: What? No, I was out drinking last night….
Doctor: Out? Out where?
Will: I was at a bar with some friends from work...
Doctor: Where do you think you work, Will?
Will: What… Think I work? At Kantecti Flabris, been there for over 5 years….
Doctor: Will, I am sorry to tell you this, but you have been bed ridden for the last 3 years… You have not worked a day in your life since you had the accident
Will: What accident?
Doctor: Will, I should call your psychiatrist
Will: What do you mean?
Doctor: Will, you have been in waited on hand and foot just as your mother asked since you fractured your spine on your movie set
Will: Movie set? What the fuck are you talking about?
Doctor: Will, I am not sure how to react here… You have told me this story hundreds of times…
Will: What fucking story?
Doctor: About your first movie opportunity and how you decided you want to do your own stunts…
Will lost and dumb founded
Doctor: On your first stunt you fell and broke two of your lower vertebrae and have not been able to walk ever since
Will: You're fucking playing with me right? This is a fucking joke… I work for a manufacturing company making no more than minimum wage… You have me mistaken...
Doctor: Will, I have been your personal doctor for 3 straight years… I know your entire family and in fact you should be glad to know they are on their way
Will: What's my mother's name? Tell me now!
Doctor: Marie, Will, Marie…
Will: What the fuck is going on? I was at a bar last night… I think I fell… How can this be?
Doctor: I think you had a bad dream…
Will: This is the dream, how can a nightmare be this real?
Doctor: Your family is here; let me see if they can help you…
Marie: (Mom) Oh sweetie, what's wrong? What did you try to do now?
Will: Nothing mom, what is going on? I was just coming home from work and had a few drinks
Marie crying
Marie: (Frantic) What do you mean? We wait on your hand and foot, you do not move unless we move you! Why are you doing this to us!??
Will: Mom, I don't know what is going on, please stop this game, it's not funny… I am freaking out here...
Mitchell: Will, we are all here for you, why do you keep doing this?
Will: Doing what? I do not understand!
Gracie: Oh willy, stop this, you cannot dwell on what you do not have….
Will: Why are you all talking to me like I am hopeless?
Marie: You're not hopeless, stop saying that!
Will: Mom, that's what I just said, I just want to know why I can't move my legs and this doctor is telling me I did a stunt that paralyzed me from the waist down…. Am I fucking crazy or was I just playing baseball with Gregory last weekend…?
Marie: Why are you doing this?
Will medicated and drowsy passes out
Overhearing talk from another room
Doctor: He is obviously back into the denial stage that he will never walk again… He needs your support more than ever now
Will hearing each word, not knowing if this is reality or not
Will: (Screaming) Someone talk to me!!!
Doctor speaking in other room in Will's listening distance
Doctor: Someone has to remind him of his situation
Marie: (crying) I did it once, I cannot do it again
Gracie: I will
Gracie heads towards Will's room
Gracie: Will, you awake?
Will: Yes, what is fucking going on?
Gracie: You have not walked in three years… Can I be any blunter?
Will: Since when? What year is it? Since I fell?
Gracie: Yes
Will: So, I have been in a coma for 3 years?
Gracie: No, Will we have spoken daily over the last 3 years… You became paralyzed by trying to do a stunt in a movie you had gotten a lead part in…
Will: Grace… A movie… Who the fuck are we kidding here? What fucking movie would I be in?
Gracie: It was a base jumping movie; you went out for back in August of 2006. You did 2 movies in-between… Can't you remember?
Will: You guys are freaking me out and this joke has run its course… GET THE FUCK OUT! … GET THE FUCK OUT!
Gracie leave sadly and weeping
Will speaking to himself, "This is a dream; this is a dream, wake up, wake up"
In walks Mark…
Mark: Het brother, how you holding up?
Will: Bro, what the fuck is going on? Everyone is speaking to me like I am someone else… You know me man… What movie have I ever been in?
Mark: Will, Will, relax… You're not in the right state of mind…
Will: Mark, please tell me you are not buying all of this shit??? It's me Will, I am a loser, I smoke weed, drink a lot, work until I get my next paycheck and splurge on clothes, food, and girls…
Mark: Will, we did that, I know. But, you were successful and you will be again. Don't let the wheelchair stop you. You still have it bro
Will: Mark…. I am tired of this nightmare. Wake me up now… If you will not, no one will…
Mark: What are you talking about?
Will: Wake me up!
Mark: I don't understand!
Will: Put a pillow over my face, stick a knife in my heart, fucking pinch me for Christ's sake… WAKE ME UP!
Mark: (half crying) Will, relax… What do you want me to do?
Will: There is a bottle of morphine I have been staring at for the last 3 hours… I cannot fucking move otherwise this thing would be over by now
Mark: No, Will… NO….
Will: Mark, I am helpless… Please… You know when they say the grass is greener on the other side? It's not, I just hit the other side and the grass is as dead as my legs. Please just shoot that bottle in me…. The entire thing… Please… I cannot do this… I have no idea how I even got here… I have no memory of being an actor. I wanted to be an actor my entire life and not that I am I am paralyzed and have no memory of it…. Please do this for me…
Mark reluctant grabs a needle and bottle of morphine
Mark: I can't Will, I can't
Will: Do it. I swear it's the only favor I would ever ask…
Mark grabs the needle sticks it in the morphine bottle and pulls back
Stands there with a needle full of morphine
Mark: (Crying) I can't
Will: Please
Mark sticks the needle in Will's arm… Before pushing the plunger down Will jumps… Legs start to wiggle... The plunger is accidentally pushed down
Will: I can feel my legs, I can feel my le………………
(((Alarm clock on cell phone sounds)))
(((Alarm clock on cell phone sounds)))
(((Alarm clock on cell phone sounds)))
Cigarette burning in an ash tray
Will: Shit!
Stands up and puts cigarette out…
A significant choice, may feel right. But, may interrupt what may have been the life you have always dreamed of… Choices… We can all make them, once a day, every day. But, with that choice will you meet your life-long dreams or will you simply meet your demise…