Dr. Dylan West:
Mr. Lawson, don't give up hope.
Mr. Lawson:
Try looking from the world from where I'm sitting before you lecture me on hope.
Dr. Dylan West:
I've been there.
Mr. Lawson:
You've killed someone?
Dr. Dylan West:
Yeah. I killed my fiancée. I was a fourth-year surgical resident when I met her. She was amazing. Three months after our first date, I asked her to marry me. We were heading up to the Poconos for a ski weekend. I just got off of 36 hours on call. I had no business being behind the wheel. But she wanted to wake up in the mountains. And there was no way I was going to disappoint her.
[pause]
Dr. Dylan West:
10 miles outside of Tannerville...
[sigh]
Dr. Dylan West:
... I fell asleep. The car flipped. And she was dead before the paramedics got there.
Mr. Lawson:
That was an accident.
Dr. Dylan West:
Think that matters to me?
[sigh]
Dr. Dylan West:
You think I feel any less guilty?
Mr. Lawson:
Looks like you got over her.
Dr. Dylan West:
No. I learned to live with it. I just finally realized that... every situation no matter how awful presents an opportunity.
Mr. Lawson:
If you're about to tell me everything happens for a reason, I swear, I-I'll drop you right where you're sitting.
Dr. Dylan West:
No. things happen because people make choices. And sometimes bad things happen for no reason at all. But we still have a choice how to handle it. As bad as things are for you right now, you have a choice... to make things better or make things worse.
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