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What was your idea Elijah?
At the church... You were following me weren't you?
Technically no. I gambled that you would attend the church service. I just waited for you.
What's this about? This is obviously some scam. Is this where you tell me one of those pictures is like an investment?
You've misunderstood.
I see guys like you all the time in my work. You find someone you think is emotionally vulnerable and you tell them a fantastic story, utterly convincing... and somewhere in there, you slip it in... 'I just need your credit card number','I just need a small down payment.'
It's for last week's game.
I've come to understand that... An ill advised purchase in the parking lot.
What do you want?
Not money. But I appreciate your healthy cynicism in the manner. It will be wise for both of us to proceed with greatest caution.
We're not proceeding anywhere together.
We've already begun.
Why is it, do you think, that of all the professions in the world... you chose protection?
Are you for real?
You could have poured coffee in Starbucks, you could have learned to install track lighting in office buildings, you could have told people their horoscopes on the internet... You could have been one of ten thousand things... but in the end, you chose to protect people. You made that decision... and I find that very, very interesting. Now all I need is your credit card number.
Just give me a minute.
Is there a problem?
That guy in green. Sometimes people carry weapons in here. Then they drink too much. They're team isn't doing so well, bad things happen... We do random pat downs of the crowd to discourage people from carrying. If he's carrying, he'll step out of line.
I got you a seat in the seven hundred level. It's nosebleed territory, but at least you won't get spit on.
How did you know that man you bumped was carrying a weapon?
Probably the army jacket. Those guys carry hunting knives and stuff for show.
You thought he was carrying a knife?
I thought he was carrying something.
But not a knife?
I got this picture of a silver handled gun tucked in his pants. Like on t.v.
You have good instincts when it comes to things like that?
Like what?
Telling when people have done something wrong?
Yes.
Have you ever tried to develop it?
I don't know what you're asking?
You're skill.
Listen. I got to be on the sidelines during the game... You can get to your seat by taking the stairwell at
Characters in comic books are often attributed special powers. Xray vision, things of that sort.
Okay, I don't want to play this game anymore.
It's an exaggeration of the truth. Maybe it's based on something as simple as instinct. Like being able to touch someone and tell whether they've done something wrong... Or the level of what they've done wrong.
The guy might not have been carrying anything.
Or he might have been carrying a silver handled gun tucked in his pants.
I have to go now.
One last question.
Quick.
The car accident you were in... Was there anyone else involved?
I must have felt some lump in his back when I bumped him. Most guns have a black or silver handle. I had a fiftyfifty shot at the color.
That's not what I witnessed David.
Stop messing with my life Elijah. My son almost shot me last night. He wanted to prove you were right.
I never said you couldn't be killed. I never said that.
You have a problem, Elijah. My wife is right. Somewhere along the line one of your bones broke and your mind just broke with it.
Are you finished?
No. And I have been sick. I spent a week in a hospital when I was a boy recovering from pneumonia and almost drowning. Two skinny eight year old kids were playing around the pool. They were dunking me. I swallowed water. They didn't know it and they almost killed me. Heroes don't get killed like that. Normal people do.
I don't think I got the job in New York.
What does that mean?
I'm still going to New York. Just not this second.
I don't want to drag this out too long for Jeremy.
I know.
Is Jeremy okay?
He's asleep.
Oh.
I don't know. It's been a while.
I haven't been sick this year. I know that.
Okay.
Do you remember me getting sick?
Not a specific day. What's this about?
Megan, do you ever remember me getting sick?
...I can't remember.
That's strange isn't it? Not remembering one fever... Or a cold... Or a sore throat. What do you think that means?
It means we're probably to tired to remember.
Is that what you wanted to ask me?
Yes.
Is there anything else you wanted to ask me while I'm up?... When was the last time you wore pink? When was the last time you drank soup standing up? Final call for strange questions at two in the morning.
No that's it.
When was the last time I wore pink?
The Mitchell barbecue three years ago.
Oh shit...
Matching shirt and shorts. It was brutal.
I've come to a decision.
Oh.
Megan?
Yes. Is this David?
Yeah? Megan where are you calling from?
My name is Megan Inverso. We went to college together.
I remember you.
I was hoping you would call me, but... Anyway I decided not to wait. I was thinking, it might be nice to go to dinner together.
...When you work with clients on machines, do they sometimes just jump up a level or two? Do something they didn't know they were capable of?
Not often, but it is possible. Most people get scared when they see the shadow of their limits. They don't know how long the shadow really is. They don't know how far away the real limits are standing... They stop out of fear.
What do I do when I'm around someone I know?
You use your sleeve.
He's just laying in bed. He's pretty upset. He won't talk.
He's dealing with a lot of things. I think he needs to find answers himself.
Would you like to try going
Yes.
out again?
Oh. Elijah Price came to visit me at the center today.
Jesus.
He didn't do anything. He just told me his theory... It's sad when patients get like that. They loose reality.
Jeremy what the hell are you doing?
...I think rust.
Rust?
As a color, not as rust. You know, a rust colored paint or wood?
I didn't know that. Mine's still brown.
My turn. What's your favorite song?

What was your idea Elijah?

At the church... You were following me weren't you?

Technically no. I gambled that you would attend the church service. I just waited for you.

What's this about? This is obviously some scam. Is this where you tell me one of those pictures is like an investment?

You've misunderstood.

I see guys like you all the time in my work. You find someone you think is emotionally vulnerable and you tell them a fantastic story, utterly convincing... and somewhere in there, you slip it in... 'I just need your credit card number','I just need a small down payment.'

It's for last week's game.

I've come to understand that... An ill advised purchase in the parking lot.

What do you want?

Not money. But I appreciate your healthy cynicism in the manner. It will be wise for both of us to proceed with greatest caution.

We're not proceeding anywhere together.

We've already begun.

Why is it, do you think, that of all the professions in the world... you chose protection?

Are you for real?

You could have poured coffee in Starbucks, you could have learned to install track lighting in office buildings, you could have told people their horoscopes on the internet... You could have been one of ten thousand things... but in the end, you chose to protect people. You made that decision... and I find that very, very interesting. Now all I need is your credit card number.

Just give me a minute.

Is there a problem?

That guy in green. Sometimes people carry weapons in here. Then they drink too much. They're team isn't doing so well, bad things happen... We do random pat downs of the crowd to discourage people from carrying. If he's carrying, he'll step out of line.

I got you a seat in the seven hundred level. It's nosebleed territory, but at least you won't get spit on.

How did you know that man you bumped was carrying a weapon?

Probably the army jacket. Those guys carry hunting knives and stuff for show.

You thought he was carrying a knife?

I thought he was carrying something.

But not a knife?

I got this picture of a silver handled gun tucked in his pants. Like on t.v.

You have good instincts when it comes to things like that?

Like what?

Telling when people have done something wrong?

Yes.

Have you ever tried to develop it?

I don't know what you're asking?

You're skill.

Listen. I got to be on the sidelines during the game... You can get to your seat by taking the stairwell at

Characters in comic books are often attributed special powers. Xray vision, things of that sort.

Okay, I don't want to play this game anymore.

It's an exaggeration of the truth. Maybe it's based on something as simple as instinct. Like being able to touch someone and tell whether they've done something wrong... Or the level of what they've done wrong.

The guy might not have been carrying anything.

Or he might have been carrying a silver handled gun tucked in his pants.

I have to go now.

One last question.

Quick.

The car accident you were in... Was there anyone else involved?

I must have felt some lump in his back when I bumped him. Most guns have a black or silver handle. I had a fiftyfifty shot at the color.

That's not what I witnessed David.

Stop messing with my life Elijah. My son almost shot me last night. He wanted to prove you were right.

I never said you couldn't be killed. I never said that.

You have a problem, Elijah. My wife is right. Somewhere along the line one of your bones broke and your mind just broke with it.

Are you finished?

No. And I have been sick. I spent a week in a hospital when I was a boy recovering from pneumonia and almost drowning. Two skinny eight year old kids were playing around the pool. They were dunking me. I swallowed water. They didn't know it and they almost killed me. Heroes don't get killed like that. Normal people do.

I don't think I got the job in New York.

What does that mean?

I'm still going to New York. Just not this second.

I don't want to drag this out too long for Jeremy.

I know.

Is Jeremy okay?

He's asleep.

Oh.

I don't know. It's been a while.

I haven't been sick this year. I know that.

Okay.

Do you remember me getting sick?

Not a specific day. What's this about?

Megan, do you ever remember me getting sick?

...I can't remember.

That's strange isn't it? Not remembering one fever... Or a cold... Or a sore throat. What do you think that means?

It means we're probably to tired to remember.

Is that what you wanted to ask me?

Yes.

Is there anything else you wanted to ask me while I'm up?... When was the last time you wore pink? When was the last time you drank soup standing up? Final call for strange questions at two in the morning.

No that's it.

When was the last time I wore pink?

The Mitchell barbecue three years ago.

Oh shit...

Matching shirt and shorts. It was brutal.

I've come to a decision.

Oh.

Megan?

Yes. Is this David?

Yeah? Megan where are you calling from?

My name is Megan Inverso. We went to college together.

I remember you.

I was hoping you would call me, but... Anyway I decided not to wait. I was thinking, it might be nice to go to dinner together.

...When you work with clients on machines, do they sometimes just jump up a level or two? Do something they didn't know they were capable of?

Not often, but it is possible. Most people get scared when they see the shadow of their limits. They don't know how long the shadow really is. They don't know how far away the real limits are standing... They stop out of fear.

What do I do when I'm around someone I know?

You use your sleeve.

He's just laying in bed. He's pretty upset. He won't talk.

He's dealing with a lot of things. I think he needs to find answers himself.

Would you like to try going

Yes.

out again?

Oh. Elijah Price came to visit me at the center today.

Jesus.

He didn't do anything. He just told me his theory... It's sad when patients get like that. They loose reality.

Jeremy what the hell are you doing?

...I think rust.

Rust?

As a color, not as rust. You know, a rust colored paint or wood?

I didn't know that. Mine's still brown.

My turn. What's your favorite song?