at least they got you to a doctor.

♪ ♪

You got yourself pretty messed up.

If I were alive, I'd want no part of that agony.

Nobody's won anything, Elliot,

especially not me.

I'm just trying to help you put it all in the rearview

as painlessly as possible.

♪ ♪

Bring 'er in, kiddo.

♪ ♪

Now that the worst is behind you,

it's time we get you back.

- [gasps]

[monitor beeping]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[gasping breath]

- Maxine, my dog.

Started to develop a cough two weeks ago.

She got pretty frail pretty quick.

Fell over a few times.

According to the vet,

she danced with the wrong mosquito,

got herself a...

nasty case of heartworm.

She was moved to a little room off the basement,

had a water heater for a roommate.

Before she got sick,

Maxine lived like her own operator.

Didn't seem to cross her mind that she belonged to someone.

But in that basement, she needed human hands

to give her every scrap of food,

every pill...

Occasional light.

♪ ♪

- [whimpers]

- For the first time, she realized

that she continues to breathe

because someone else allowed it,

that she had a master.

- [rasping]

- Now, I'm no vet,

but I think that realization might have killed her

before the parasites had a chance.

[sighs]

Anyway, I'ma quit yapping,

let you rest.

Big days ahead.

Work to do.