PRIVATE.
I wonder how they're doing, but I can't ask. Not now. I need to, and I should, but I can't, because. I can't. It's not the same as it used to be, and I don't know how--
Don't know how this happened.
But it's all right.
I should bandage my ribs again, before--
[And then, just as suddenly as he had before, he cuts off.]
/PRIVATE.
Though--
[He pauses.]
Is that girl all right... ?