:08:01
But the worst never seems
quite real...
:08:05
...because they can't
envisage death
:08:10
Paul's dying
:08:12
He didn't believe this, . It seemed
the natural conclusion to a dream...
:08:18
...travelling through the snow
everlastingly embalmed in ice
:08:24
But for Paul, the car and
its frosted windows...
:08:28
...would have been no more
than that...
:08:31
...the snow and police sirens
merely snow and police sirens
:08:41
Do you need any help?
:08:44
- Want him to help?
- I'm not dead. Help me and shut up
:09:34
Open up, Elisabeth, it's us
:09:38
Open up... Paul's unwell
:09:41
Are you having me on?
:09:45
No, he's shivering out here