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IZZIE:
What About me? What about me when you go into the light?

DENNY:
Izzie—

IZZIE (SOBBING):
No! I get it, OK? I get it! You’ll be OK, you’ll be fine, but what about me?! So don’t do it for yourself, do it for me! Please? Please, Denny! Please do this for me! Because if you die—Oh, God! You have to do this! You have to do this for me, or I’ll never be able to forgive you!

DENNY:
For dying?

IZZIE:
No! For making me love you!