- Oh, God. - [Groaning]
- [Mumbling] It doesn't even hurt. - Let me see.
- Let me see. Put your hand... - [Groaning]
Oh, God.
- [Breathing Heavily] - Okay.
[Grunts]
[Sobbing]
I think I'm okay. Really, I think it just went...
went in and out.
It doesn't even hurt anymore.
I think I can go now.
I just needed to do a couple things.
I needed to help someone.
I think I did.
And I needed to tell you something.
You were never second.
Ever.
I love you.
You sleep now.
Everything will be different in the morning.
Good night, Malcolm.
Good night, sweetheart.