( Truth.)
( Scott Hall sat at the computer and stared at the screen.)
Hall: I have to help Kevin.
( He activated a search engine and typed in the word glioblastoma, he waited for the results.)
Hall: There has to be some good news.
( He found a few thousand entries and started looking through all the webpages.)
( Kevin locked himself away to try and escape the reality of his condition.)
( He found the survival rates were 0 to 10%, not good chances of surviving.)
Hall: That`s not good.
( He didn`t know what to do.)
( Kevin sat at the table as Scott and Sean stared at him.)
Nash: What? Why are you looking at me like that?
Hall: It`s just the fact that your ill.
Sean: Say something.
( Kevin stared at the 2 of them.)
Nash: I have a brain tumor.
( He started to panic.)
Nash: I`m going to die.
Hall: No your not.
Nash: You don`t know that!
Hall: No but I know your strong and you won`t let this thing defeat you.
( He held his hand.)
Nash: I can`t tell anyone.
Hall: Tell them in your own time.
( The hospital team wanted to start radiation treatment in a few weeks.)
( Scott had to go wrestle.)
Hall: I`ll be back tonight.
Nash: I`m not going anywhere.
Hall: You`d better not.
( He left.)
( Later that night.)
( Kevin found the info on the computer and read all of it, suddenly seeing there is no hope he`d recover.)
( Scott returned and found him sitting on the couch.)
Hall: What`s wrong?
( Kevin glared at him upset.)
Nash: You didn`t tell me!
Hall: What?
( Kevin held up some pages he had printed up.)
Nash: I`m not going to survive this am I? Patients don`t live longer than a year at least after being diagnosed! You didn`t tell me.
Hall: No because you need hope.
Nash: I don`t have any hope! Not if this damn tumor is that deadly!
Hall: You start radiation treatment in a few weeks.
Nash: That won`t help I`m still going to die!
( He stood up.)
Nash: I am so scared right now and nothing can help me.
Hall: I`m here for you, always.
( He hugged him and Kevin started crying, was he ever going to get better? )
( About 2 weeks had passed.)
( Hall took him to the hospital.)
Hall: I`ll be here to take you home.
Nash: I don`t need anyone
( He went into the room and left Scott feeling hurt.)
( After about 30 minutes he came out.)
Hall: How are you feeling?
Nash: ( Quietly) Like I`m dying from something inside my brain that I can`t stop.
( Hall led him outside to the car.)
( They went back to the hotel so Kevin could rest.)
Nash: I feel fine, really.
Hall: Wait 2 hours and tell me how you feel
( Kevin rested on the bed.)
Hall: I`m going to get something to eat but I`ll be right back.
( He left the room.)
( About 2 hours passed.)
( Kevin is starting to feel queasy so he went to the bathroom and is suddenly sick in the toilet.)
( 30 minutes later Scott came back and found Kevin missing.)
Hall: Where are you?
( He looked around and found him in the bathroom.)
Hall: Kevin.
( He`s kneeling in front of the toilet crying.)
Nash: Is this what my life is going to be like from now on?
( Scott felt so bad for him.)
Hall: You know I love you right?
( Kevin nodded.)
Hall: You won`t go through this alone because you have me.
( He helped Kevin up.)
Hall: Go rest Kevin
( They went into the bedroom.)
Hall: I`m going to be here looking after you.
Nash: Remember when you were going through the worst of your drinking?
Hall: Yeah I have the awful memories why?
Nash: I was there looking after you during that dark time.
Hall: I`m grateful you were there.
Nash: Now I need you.
( Scott is surprised he admitted he needed someone.)
Hall: You should call your son.
Nash: What do I tell him?
Hall: Nothing, yet.
Nash: I`m going to leave him alone.
Hall: Don`t think about that now.
( Scott hated the fact he hadn`t told the others.)
( It had been 4 days.)
( Scott had told the hospital about his symptoms getting worse.)
( Kevin is sitting at the table trying to draw certain shapes but he`s failing.)
Nash: Why is this so damn hard?
( Scott walked up to the table to check on him.)
Hall: How`s it going?
( Kevin concentrated on the sheet of paper.)
Nash: Just having trouble drawing stuff.
Hall: They said you`d have trouble seeing as the tumor is affecting the parts of the brain that deal with that kind of stuff.
( He kept trying.)
Nash: I`m just stupid.
Hall: No your not.
Nash: My motor skills are going.
Hall: Yeah.
( He knew Kevin would lose all his skills.)
Hall: The hospital want you to see a cognitive therapist.
Nash: Why?
Hall: Your having trouble drawing simple shapes.
Nash: I know but why do I need some guy coming here telling me I can`t draw shapes?
( Hall got fed up.)
Hall: Stop being a pain in the ass and do as your told.
( Kevin looked at him.)
Nash: How many people know I`m disabled?
Hall: Your not disabled Kevin.
Nash: It feels like it.
( Scott picked up the piece of paper.)
Hall: You did your best Kevin.
Nash: Did I?
Hall: Yeah.
( He put the paper down.)
Hall: The therapist will be here soon.
Nash: ( Fake happiness.) Yay how excited I am.
Hall: Just be nice.
( He walked away.)
( The therapist spent 3 hours with him.)
( Kevin had tried his best but found it difficult.)
Hall: You did your best.
Nash: How fast is this tumor killing me?
( Scott tried to think.)
Hall: It seems this thing is real big so anything between 6 months to a year.
( Kevin thought about that.)
Nash: That`s very short.
Hall: Yeah it is.
Nash: 6 months to a year? That`s too short.
Hall: Maybe it`s time to tell the others.
( Kevin shook his head.)
Nash: No I can`t.
Hall: Why not?
Nash: I don`t want them thinking about how long I have left I just want to spend time with them before I die.
Hall: Your not going to die.
Nash: Maybe not but I have to be ready.
Hall: The treatment might slow it down, you might have years left.
Nash: I`m hoping so.
( Scott met with the team of experts treating Kevin.)
( Kevin stayed in his room staring at a wall.)
( Scott returned to his room.)
Hall: Are you okay?
Nash: Great.
Hall: I talked to some people at the hospital.
Nash: Oh.
Hall: They want you to have a special nurse looking after you.
Nash: I do?
Hall: I have my own life to lead I can`t be your personal slave forever.
Nash: Your not funny.
Hall: You need someone to look after you 24 hours a day.
Nash: So I am disabled?
( Scott got angry.)
Hall: Your attitude isn`t helping.
Nash: Sorry if my terminal illness makes you uncomfortable!
( He stormed out.)
( He went to a bar to forget about his illness.)
( Scott worried about his location until he came home.)
Hall: Where the hell were you?
( Kevin sat down.)
Nash: Out.
Hall: I was worried about you.
Nash: You just feel guilty because your not the only one with problems anymore.
Hall: You`ve been drinking.
Nash: Yeah I have.
Hall: I should kick your ass for the way your talking to me.
Nash: I`ve always been able to kick your ass and you know it.
Hall: I`m not having this conversation.
( He walked away and headed to the bedroom.)
( The next day.)
( Kevin had finally decided to tell the others so they all gathered in his room.)
( They sat at a table and looked at him.)
Nash: I gathered you all for a reason.
( Scott sat next to him.)
Nash: I know you all are busy so I`ll just tell you.
( They kept staring at him.)
Nash: I`ve been diagnosed with a grade 4 glioblastoma brain tumor.
( Each 1 is shocked at this news.)
( Scott Hall sat at the computer and stared at the screen.)
Hall: I have to help Kevin.
( He activated a search engine and typed in the word glioblastoma, he waited for the results.)
Hall: There has to be some good news.
( He found a few thousand entries and started looking through all the webpages.)
( Kevin locked himself away to try and escape the reality of his condition.)
( He found the survival rates were 0 to 10%, not good chances of surviving.)
Hall: That`s not good.
( He didn`t know what to do.)
( Kevin sat at the table as Scott and Sean stared at him.)
Nash: What? Why are you looking at me like that?
Hall: It`s just the fact that your ill.
Sean: Say something.
( Kevin stared at the 2 of them.)
Nash: I have a brain tumor.
( He started to panic.)
Nash: I`m going to die.
Hall: No your not.
Nash: You don`t know that!
Hall: No but I know your strong and you won`t let this thing defeat you.
( He held his hand.)
Nash: I can`t tell anyone.
Hall: Tell them in your own time.
( The hospital team wanted to start radiation treatment in a few weeks.)
( Scott had to go wrestle.)
Hall: I`ll be back tonight.
Nash: I`m not going anywhere.
Hall: You`d better not.
( He left.)
( Later that night.)
( Kevin found the info on the computer and read all of it, suddenly seeing there is no hope he`d recover.)
( Scott returned and found him sitting on the couch.)
Hall: What`s wrong?
( Kevin glared at him upset.)
Nash: You didn`t tell me!
Hall: What?
( Kevin held up some pages he had printed up.)
Nash: I`m not going to survive this am I? Patients don`t live longer than a year at least after being diagnosed! You didn`t tell me.
Hall: No because you need hope.
Nash: I don`t have any hope! Not if this damn tumor is that deadly!
Hall: You start radiation treatment in a few weeks.
Nash: That won`t help I`m still going to die!
( He stood up.)
Nash: I am so scared right now and nothing can help me.
Hall: I`m here for you, always.
( He hugged him and Kevin started crying, was he ever going to get better? )
( About 2 weeks had passed.)
( Hall took him to the hospital.)
Hall: I`ll be here to take you home.
Nash: I don`t need anyone
( He went into the room and left Scott feeling hurt.)
( After about 30 minutes he came out.)
Hall: How are you feeling?
Nash: ( Quietly) Like I`m dying from something inside my brain that I can`t stop.
( Hall led him outside to the car.)
( They went back to the hotel so Kevin could rest.)
Nash: I feel fine, really.
Hall: Wait 2 hours and tell me how you feel
( Kevin rested on the bed.)
Hall: I`m going to get something to eat but I`ll be right back.
( He left the room.)
( About 2 hours passed.)
( Kevin is starting to feel queasy so he went to the bathroom and is suddenly sick in the toilet.)
( 30 minutes later Scott came back and found Kevin missing.)
Hall: Where are you?
( He looked around and found him in the bathroom.)
Hall: Kevin.
( He`s kneeling in front of the toilet crying.)
Nash: Is this what my life is going to be like from now on?
( Scott felt so bad for him.)
Hall: You know I love you right?
( Kevin nodded.)
Hall: You won`t go through this alone because you have me.
( He helped Kevin up.)
Hall: Go rest Kevin
( They went into the bedroom.)
Hall: I`m going to be here looking after you.
Nash: Remember when you were going through the worst of your drinking?
Hall: Yeah I have the awful memories why?
Nash: I was there looking after you during that dark time.
Hall: I`m grateful you were there.
Nash: Now I need you.
( Scott is surprised he admitted he needed someone.)
Hall: You should call your son.
Nash: What do I tell him?
Hall: Nothing, yet.
Nash: I`m going to leave him alone.
Hall: Don`t think about that now.
( Scott hated the fact he hadn`t told the others.)
( It had been 4 days.)
( Scott had told the hospital about his symptoms getting worse.)
( Kevin is sitting at the table trying to draw certain shapes but he`s failing.)
Nash: Why is this so damn hard?
( Scott walked up to the table to check on him.)
Hall: How`s it going?
( Kevin concentrated on the sheet of paper.)
Nash: Just having trouble drawing stuff.
Hall: They said you`d have trouble seeing as the tumor is affecting the parts of the brain that deal with that kind of stuff.
( He kept trying.)
Nash: I`m just stupid.
Hall: No your not.
Nash: My motor skills are going.
Hall: Yeah.
( He knew Kevin would lose all his skills.)
Hall: The hospital want you to see a cognitive therapist.
Nash: Why?
Hall: Your having trouble drawing simple shapes.
Nash: I know but why do I need some guy coming here telling me I can`t draw shapes?
( Hall got fed up.)
Hall: Stop being a pain in the ass and do as your told.
( Kevin looked at him.)
Nash: How many people know I`m disabled?
Hall: Your not disabled Kevin.
Nash: It feels like it.
( Scott picked up the piece of paper.)
Hall: You did your best Kevin.
Nash: Did I?
Hall: Yeah.
( He put the paper down.)
Hall: The therapist will be here soon.
Nash: ( Fake happiness.) Yay how excited I am.
Hall: Just be nice.
( He walked away.)
( The therapist spent 3 hours with him.)
( Kevin had tried his best but found it difficult.)
Hall: You did your best.
Nash: How fast is this tumor killing me?
( Scott tried to think.)
Hall: It seems this thing is real big so anything between 6 months to a year.
( Kevin thought about that.)
Nash: That`s very short.
Hall: Yeah it is.
Nash: 6 months to a year? That`s too short.
Hall: Maybe it`s time to tell the others.
( Kevin shook his head.)
Nash: No I can`t.
Hall: Why not?
Nash: I don`t want them thinking about how long I have left I just want to spend time with them before I die.
Hall: Your not going to die.
Nash: Maybe not but I have to be ready.
Hall: The treatment might slow it down, you might have years left.
Nash: I`m hoping so.
( Scott met with the team of experts treating Kevin.)
( Kevin stayed in his room staring at a wall.)
( Scott returned to his room.)
Hall: Are you okay?
Nash: Great.
Hall: I talked to some people at the hospital.
Nash: Oh.
Hall: They want you to have a special nurse looking after you.
Nash: I do?
Hall: I have my own life to lead I can`t be your personal slave forever.
Nash: Your not funny.
Hall: You need someone to look after you 24 hours a day.
Nash: So I am disabled?
( Scott got angry.)
Hall: Your attitude isn`t helping.
Nash: Sorry if my terminal illness makes you uncomfortable!
( He stormed out.)
( He went to a bar to forget about his illness.)
( Scott worried about his location until he came home.)
Hall: Where the hell were you?
( Kevin sat down.)
Nash: Out.
Hall: I was worried about you.
Nash: You just feel guilty because your not the only one with problems anymore.
Hall: You`ve been drinking.
Nash: Yeah I have.
Hall: I should kick your ass for the way your talking to me.
Nash: I`ve always been able to kick your ass and you know it.
Hall: I`m not having this conversation.
( He walked away and headed to the bedroom.)
( The next day.)
( Kevin had finally decided to tell the others so they all gathered in his room.)
( They sat at a table and looked at him.)
Nash: I gathered you all for a reason.
( Scott sat next to him.)
Nash: I know you all are busy so I`ll just tell you.
( They kept staring at him.)
Nash: I`ve been diagnosed with a grade 4 glioblastoma brain tumor.
( Each 1 is shocked at this news.)
