November 30, 2012
#1141: Two Years
[[A man and a woman sit on a bed, the woman is talking on the phone. The person she is talking to, a doctor holding a clipboard, is shown inset.]]
Woman: Oh god.
[[The man and woman sit together while the woman, now bald, is receiving chemotherapy. They are both on their laptops.]]
« … BEEEP … BEEEP … BEEEP … »
[[The man and the woman (who is wearing a knit cap) are paddling a kayak against a scenic mountain backdrop.]]
[[The man and woman sit at a table, staring at a cell phone. There is a clock on the wall.]]
Woman: How long can it take to read a scan?
[[The man and woman are back at the hospital again, the woman receiving chemo. They are playing Scrabble.]]
Man: “ZARG” isn’t a word.
Man: …ok, fine.
[[The man and woman are listening to a friend speak.]
Friend: So next year you should come visit us in the moun… (the rest is obscured by a thought bubble).
Man & Woman: (thinking) “Next Year”
[[The man and the woman (with short hair) getting married, a heart above their heads.]]
[[The man and the woman (wearing a knit cap) stand on a beach, watching a whale breach.]]
[[The woman is sitting at a desk with several books and a laptop. The man stands behind her.]]
Man: Hey - you’re doing science, and you’re still alive.
[[The man and woman sit under a tall tree on a hill.]]
Man: It’s really only been two years?
Woman: They were big years.
[[The man and woman sit at a table in a fancy restaurant, the waiter brings them a dish with a cover on it.]]
Waiter: Happy.. anniversary?