Harold Abbott I just don't get it. I've been with this insurance company for over ten years.
I know, Harold, but unfortunately, when we reviewed your claim, we discovered that you failed to mention a previous condition.
Harold Abbott What condition? There's no condition.
[opens folder]
It says here you had oral surgery to remove a cyst from your jaw.
Harold Abbott This is absurd! I have heart disease. It has nothing to do with some oral surgery that I had 30 years ago!
Any type of oral surgery is going to leave scar tissue. Scar tissue can lead to gum disease, and as you well know, gum disease can cause heart disease.
Harold Abbott You know what? You're-You're a criminal. [stands] You are a goddamn criminal. I've paid my monthly premium for ten years without so much as a cold, and now that I'm actually sick, you're gonna deny my coverage? I have a family!
Those are the rules, Harold! I'm sorry, but your own actions have caused this.
Harold Abbott You've just given me a death sentence. I mean, who's gonna cover me now? You just killed me.
[William makes it through a doorway with one second to spare]
I did it. I made it. [shouts] I made it!
[Flashback]
If you fail, you will never see your family again.
[Present]
[the walls open, revealing Tara and Brent on one side and Jenkins in the other] [sees Tara and Brent]
What are you doing here?
I know it's your birthday, and I'm going to make it up to you. I promise.
Are you really standing up to your sister for work? I'm your only family.
[Present]
Are you okay? [shouts] Let her go! I made it! I won! I followed your **** rules! Now you let her go!
You son of a bitch.
[Flashback]
Harold Abbott You've just given me a death sentence. I mean, who's gonna cover me now? You just killed me.
[he heads into another room, with Tara and Brent waiting] [Present]
You're the man who killed my dad.
[John suddenly appears on a TV]
Hello, Tara. My apologies for exposing you and your son to this kind of treatment, but I can assure you it is not without reason. The man before you just made the sacrifices to save the life of a loved one. However, when given the opportunity to save your husband's life, he chose not to. Now, you will be given the power to save a life. Will you grant this man the opportunity to continue living, or will you dispense the same death sentence he issued your husband? Live or die. The choice is yours.
[William approaches Tara and Brent's cell and unknowingly stands on a pressure plate, activating a light near the LIVE/DIE lever]
Please. Forgive me.
Did he show mercy when my husband was suffering?!
He always had a choice! [to William] The only reason I'm doing this isn't because I can't forgive you for what you did to me. The reason I'm doing this is because I couldn't forgive myself for what you might do to someone else.
You will never kill again. [grabs the lever]
Please. Please. Please...
I can't. [releases the lever and backs away] I can't kill him. I can't.
You killed my father, you mother****er! [pulls the lever] Now you burn in hell!
[A large platform of needles suddenly swings from the ceiling and slams William against the cell wall. The tank of hydrofluoric acid in Tara and Brent's cell begins pumping into him, and starts disintegrating him.] [Flashback]
Those are the rules, Harold!
Harold Abbott You've just given me a death sentence.
So, in a sense... you choose who lives or dies?
[Present]
It's policy, John. It's policy.
You think it's the living who will have ultimate judgement over you, because the dead will have no claim over your soul.
[Present]
[William dies] [Flasback]
But you may be mistaken.
[Present]
[William's melted lower half collapses to the floor, spilling his organs]
