SWEDEN:
(shakes his head)
There isn’t going to be an ‘us,’ Abe. Not after
this trip. I would have thought you’d guessed by now.
This has, indeed, been the ‘Last Hurrah.’ I wasn’t joking
when I said it was all down hill from here. It is,
for me.
ABE:
(gravely, angrily, almost)
What is this?
SWEDEN:
(smiles warmly, sadly,
laughing a little at the
anticlimactic banality
of the moment)
This, my friend, is good-bye. I had hoped to tell
you...under better circumstances. Meh, there is
no such thing, of course—
ABE:
What are you talking about?
SWEDEN:
Esophageal cancer. Late stage. I—there are no
good options. I’m refusing chemo...
The camera begins to circle as SWEDEN explains, which has the effect of focusing our attention on ABE’S stupefied, sagging face.
SWEDEN:
(conti
