Jaime’s using a telephone in one of the common areas in a stark white environment at the Pawnee State Hospital.

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There is a loud voice in the background.  It’s urgent but unpanicked.

Voice: I NEED TO TEND MY STALKS, TO CUT THE TARES…TO BUNDLE AND BURN…

JAIME: Cris, this is Jaime.  I am sorry for intentionally keeping pertinent information from you.  It was irresponsible and selfish of me.  I simply didn’t think of anything but you when we were together.  I’m a better person for having known you.

He hangs up the phone but remains.  He leans his arm on the wall next to it and places his face in the fold.  Jaime recovers and turns to walk away.

Voice: IT’S THE MONTH OF THE HARVEST…IT’S THE MONTH OF THE HARVEST!