Bud. There are some, some things I need to say. It's hard for me, you know. It's not easy being a cast-iron b**h. Takes discipline and years of training. A lot of people don't appreciate that. Jesus, I'm sorry I can't tell you these things to your face. I have to wait till you're alone in the dark, freezing, and there's feet of water between us. I'm sorry. I'm-- I'm rambling....Bud, how are you doing?...No, Bud, I'm not going away, I'm right here...I am right here with you, Bud. Bud, this is Lindsey. Please. I'm right here with you. Okay? So try and stay calm. I'm right here. All right? Bud?...B-Bud, it's the pressure. All right? You have to listen to my voice. You have to try. Concentrate. All right? Just listen to my voice. Please.... Bud-- I'm not getting anything!...Bud, I know how alone you feel. Alone in all that cold blackness. But I'm there in the dark with you. Oh, Bud, you're not alone. Oh, God.
Do you remember that time -- you were pretty drunk. You probably don't remember. The power went out in that little apartment we had on Orange Street. We were staring at that one little candle and I said something really dumb, like, "That candle is me," like -- like every one of us is out there alone in the dark in this life. And you just -- you just lit up another candle and put it beside mine ... and you said, "No! See, that's me. That's me." We stared at the two candles, and then -- Well, if you remember any of this, I'm sure you remember the next part. But there are two candles in the dark. I'm with you. I'll always be with you, Bud. I promise that....Bud, now come on, you hangin' in there? You have to talk to me, Bud, please! I need to know if you're OK...You see light? What kind of light, Bud?... Bud, do you hear me? You drop your weights and start back now, Bud. That gauge could be wrong. Do you hear me? Just drop your weights and start back now. Your gauge could be wrong! Your gauge could be wrong. You drop your weights and start back now. No, you won't stay there. Do you hear me? You drop your weights. You can breathe shallow. Do you hear me? Bud, please, listen to me, please. God-damn it, you dragged me back from that bottomless pit. You can't leave me here alone now. Please, oh, God, Virgil, please. Please. I love you.