SARA: You gotta get up.You haven't been out of that bed in two weeks.KATE: l'm tired. - You can do it.BRIAN: It's a beautiful day outside. KATE: No.lt's sunny. It's gonna be good for you.KATE: l'm too sick. SARA: You're not too sick.You're depressed. l'm not gonna feed you antidepressants...they're gonna just make you more numb. Now. get up.No. BRIAN: Hey. baby?You want to tell me what's really wrong? - l'm tired. Don't you get that? -l'm sick. and l'm tired. and l'm ugly. BRIAN: Stop it.KATE: Don't you dare tell me that l'm beautiful. because l'm not.Don't you dare tell me that nobody's gonna stare at me. because they will.SARA: Oh. God. - l'm a freak.Okay. that's it. BRIAN: It's okay.BRIAN: Come here.
