Thirtysomething1987

Elliot Weston:
Nancy...

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Just leave me alone. I don't even want to look at you. Just leave me alone.

Elliot Weston:
No. Honey, you're not going through this alone. You can't go through this alone!

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Don't touch me.

Elliot Weston:
Nancy.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
[beginning to break down] Stay away from me.

Elliot Weston:
Nancy, no. I'm right here. You need me and I'm right here and I'm not going away. I'm not going anywhere.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
[slapping Elliot's hands away and then slapping at him repeatedly] You son of a b*tch! I hate you!

Elliot Weston:
Easy, easy, easy! Nancy, stop! No, honey, stop! Stop! It's okay! You're going to be okay!

Nancy Krieger Weston:
No, it is not okay!

Elliot Weston:
[tackling her onto the bed] You're going to be okay!

Nancy Krieger Weston:
It is not okay! I have cancer.

Elliot Weston:
Stop.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
It's not okay.

Elliot Weston:
Stop.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
I can't fight this.

Elliot Weston:
[insistent] Yes, we can.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
I'm going to die.

Elliot Weston:
Nancy, no, you're not. We're going to fight this. We're going to fight this together.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
I don't know if I can do this...

Nancy Krieger Weston:
[looking around, feeling hopeless, looking at Elliot above her, realizing, and suddenly clinging to him desperately] Make love to me, Elliot. Make love to me, please! Please make love to me!

Elliot Weston:
Shhhhh...

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Please...