Desperate Measures
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:17:02
I just want you to know...
:17:06
it's okay, Dad,
you did your best.

:17:18
Excuse me. Mr. Connor,
there's a call for you.

:17:22
You can pick it up in here.
:17:24
Hi, Matt.
:17:28
Frank Connor.
:17:29
Frank, how's it going?
:17:31
- That depends, doesn't it?
- Yeah.

:17:34
I've been thinking it over. Why don't
you send Matt here so I can meet him?

:17:41
Meet him? What for?
:17:44
Look, if it's too much trouble--
:17:49
Hi, Matt.
:17:52
I'm Peter McCabe.
You can call me Pete.

:17:59
Let's see, you're nine.
:18:02
What is that, Matt?
:18:06
- Fourth grade?
- Yeah.

:18:07
You like school?
I fucking hated every minute of it.

:18:14
Yes, sir.
:18:17
Not "sir," Matt.
:18:22
You just call me Pete.
All right?

:18:27
Uncle Pete.
:18:29
But you're not my uncle.
:18:38
- Let's do it.
- Do what, sir?

:18:41
I'm going to do
the bone marrow transplant for you.

:18:47
Dad, he's going to do it!
:18:53
- Let me talk to your dad alone.
- Wait for me outside.

:18:58
- Thank you.
- Sure.


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