[He sighs again and looks back at her.] I know. But you will get past it. Maybe...not by yourself. Maybe you'll need help, but you will move on. You'll find someone else who loves you just as much as Dave did, and you'll be just as happy...and maybe the second time around, you won't sabotage it, because you'll be better. You know? You need help. We need help, but...you really do, I mean that. We should make some phone calls tomorrow. ...and right now... [He brushes her hair off her forehead and cheeks and gives her a sad smile.] You need to get some sleep. You want me to stay until you pass out?