Lisey's Story

Scott, you're amazing!

Came out just to see you!

The best day of my life!

It's exactly like the one in Relics. I made it for you.

It's a magic wand.

Thanks.

I don't want an autograph. I just want you to know you changed my life.

You did it. You!

Okay, thanks, we can go inside now.

Mr. Landon, you really don't sound good at all.

No, I'm-- I'm fine. Really.

Okay.

You know the last time a writer had a star on his dressing room door, it's...

Yep. Living the dream.

The staff from the bookstore who's sponsoring the event

would really love to come up and say hello, if that's okay.

Yeah, that's fine. Just give me a few minutes to get myself together, okay?

Absolutely.

Oh, boy.

Fuck.

Mr. Landon?

I hate to rush you, but they're ready for you.

Mr. Landon, can you hear me?

Mr. Landon?

Are you okay?

Mr. Landon, can you hear me?

Are you okay?

Mr. Landon!

Mr. Landon!

Mr. Landon.

Mr. Landon, open the door.

Are you okay?

Mr. Landon?

-Mr. Landon! -Hey.

The bathroom door locked behind me.

Could you get security to open it and grab my phone?

Sure.

I'm ready.

Let's do it.

Tonight, we have with us a writer who truly needs no introduction.

After many years and ten best-selling books, he has become a literary icon.

Ladies and gentlemen, please give a big welcome to Scott Landon.

Good to be here and great to be alive or what?

The sign says no swimming in the pool!

And what do we say to that, campers?

Dive right in!

Who put that sign up?

The fun police!

Before I read to you from my new book...

I thought I'd talk a little about how a novel comes into being.

Sorry.

Take your time, Scott.

What's happening?

Every...

novel...

is a-- a struggle between the writer and the...

A struggle between the writer and the story.

And the writer, well, at least this one...

always tries...

to hold on to keep control.

The story...

Fuck.

-Oh. Oh, God. -You all right?

Take a break, man.

-Is that blood on his hand? -What's going on?

Can somebody...

call my w-wife--

Is there a doctor in the house?

Hey, babe. What time is it?

This isn't your husband, Mrs. Landon.

It's Dr. Jantzen at Hudson Hill Memorial Hospital.

Your husband was admitted tonight.

What? What-- What happened?

He was at The Colonnade Theater, scheduled to give a reading and he collapsed.

Wait a minute. Wait. Is-- Is-- Is he all right?

Mrs. Landon, I think you should get here as soon as you possibly can.

Thank you.

-Mrs. Landon, I'm so sorry about-- -Where is he?

I believe a Dr. Jantzen is waiting for you inside.

He was coughing in the car and it was not light.

And then I came to see him in his dressing room--

-Okay, thank you. -Mrs. Landon.

-Yeah. -Come with me, please.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

Dr. Morris, dial 112, please. Dr. Morris.

-Dr. Jantzen. -Hello, Mrs. Landon.

You got here much faster than I expected. That's good.

-Where is he? -One floor up.

None of us here have ever seen old wounds reopen.

His lungs, the water...

The root cause is almost certainly viral,

but as of now we have no idea what virus that might be,

but only that it's taken hold with incredible speed.

He requested to be taken off the ventilator.

What? Why?

He wants to talk to you.

How bad is it?

He's running a fever of 106 degrees, and he's in organ failure.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Landon.

He's holding on for you.

Hey.

Hey.

-Lisey? -Yeah.

I'm so hot.

It's so hot.

Is there ice?

Can we have some ice? Can we have some ice, please?

Yes, of course.

Okay. All right, let's go.

Let's go to the pool.

Just crawl there if you have to.

Long boy.

What about the long boy?

Blocking the path.

Higher than the trees.

No way around.

No, no, no. No. What happened?

What-- What happened?

Something from...

a long time ago.

From when I was a kid.

Something from Paul.

From-- From Paul?

Oh, Daddy!

Daddy, help!

Paul's got the bad!

Daddy! Daddy, help!

Paul's got the bad! Daddy!

You're infected.

He cut me.

Ever since...

all these years...

something has been...

This is from Paul?

I went to Booya Moon...

from the airport lounge.

I went again.

It's still blocked.

No way to the pool.

No, try. Try.

Try. Try again. Try again.

You and me, Lisey.

You and me.

Oh, my God.

How I loved you.

I love you. I love you. Stop.

Don't talk. Just...

-Stop talking. Save your breath-- -I was lost in the dark.

I was...

lost in the dark.

And you found me.

You held me.

No. No, no, no.

No. No.

Oh, baby.

No.

-No, no, no, no, no, no. -Baby.

Don't go.

Babyluv.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, don't go, don't go.

Don't go.

Don't go.

No, don't go.

I don't know how to be this way, hon.

I don't know how to think it.

You would know. You...

You would know.

You said saying is knowing.

So-- So what do I-- what do I say? Do I say...

Do I say you kicked the bucket?

Do I say...

you popped off?

Are you eating a dirt sandwich?

Are you riding the mystery train?

Did you bite the big one?

Pop your clogs?

Peg out?

No.

Bought the farm?

I don't know. What do I say?

What is it? I don't know.

I don't know how to think it.

No light.

No spark.

No light.

No spark.

No light. No spark.

No light.

No spark.

Base, this is Two out on Sugartop Road.

Thought you were 10-10.

Thought I'd take another run past the Landon place.

I just have a funny feeling. Then I'll be 10-10.

Copy that. Out.

Lisey.

Lisey.

Lisey.

Lisey.

Hey.