George Malley: Now, uh... he didn't say how long. Lace Pennamin:
Days, or weeks... they don't, they don't know. George Malley:
I'm so sorry, Lace. I know how you hate surprises. Lace
Pennamin: I tried so hard not to love you. George Malley:
How'd you make out? Lace Pennamin: Terrible. [they chuckle]
George Malley: Hey, would you, uh, love me the rest of my
life? Lace Pennamin: No. I'm gonna love you for the rest
of mine.
Lace Pennamin: Are you expecting to get lucky? George Malley:
Naah... just hoping.
George Malley: This is good, Lace. I think you're a good
cook. Lace Pennamin: No, I'm not. I only make two things
pretty well: pork chops and, um, turkey. George Malley:
Hm. Which is this?
Bonnie: George Malley! You learned the Portuguese language
in 20 minutes?! George Malley: Not all of it.
Doc: Let's see, uh... George... George... there's a tumor
in your brain, that's spread out like a hand, threads of
it, you know, everywhere. But instead of dysfunction --
now here's the mystery, George. Instead of destroying brain
function, so far it's been stimulating it. We can't understand
that. You have more area of active brain use than anybody
ever tested -- ever -- because of those tentacles. I mean,
we've seen tumors like this before, it's called astrocytoma.
And it explains, uh, the dizziness, and... the illusion
of light. But the way it's in there, waking up areas of
the brain, it's a... big mystery. So... George Malley: And
it's killing me.
