Thirtysomething1987

Elliot Weston:
When Nancy got better, I really had thought I was through with Death, Mike. I mean, that son of a b*tch has been hanging around my house for over a year, you know, flipping through magazines, watching tv, waiting. And then the second-look surgery came, no more cancer! Nancy gets to be alive, you know? No more Death! What a dope! Mike, it's going to be like this for the rest of our lives. You know? We just have to keep going. Trying to fill the time between the funerals. Which is either very stupid... or kinda sweet, depending on how you look at it.