Tod [to his father]: I'm gonna go up.
[Tod goes up and stands next to Alex.]
Alex: Hey
Tod: Hey
Alex: Listen I don't want you to take this the wrong wa mand but I miss you, ya know?
Tod: Yeah, yeah. I miss you too. But my father he doesn't understand.
Alex: Yeah.
Tod: Hey look when he gets over this thing, you and me, we'll road trip to the city you know. Catch the Yanks.
Alex: Yeah. All right. We'll do that.
Tod: I'd better go. This thing Ms. Lewdon showed me in class, their going to let me read it. It says what I'm feeling.
Alex: Take care man.
[Tod giving his speech]
Tod: We say that the hour of death can not be forecast. But when we say this, we imagine that the hour is placed in an obsequire and distant future. Never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day all ready begun. Or that deat could arrive this same afternoon. This afternoon which is so vertain. And which has ever hour filled in advance.
[Shows Tod at home walking into his bathroom. He sits on the toilet, and a liquid begins to drip out of the toilet. Tod gets up and is in front of the mirror, he grabs a razor and niks himself with it, he gets a small cut. Tod then plugs in the radio, hears Rocky Mountain High by John Denver, the same song that played before he and Alex got onto the plane. He then unplugs the radio, and lets out a small little laugh. He then goes to the bathtub, there's laundry hanging from the line, be begins to remove the laundry from the line, the liquid that had been dripping is now moving closer to his feet. He takes a step, and slips on the liquid, he falls forward onto the laundry line. The linebreaks on one side. The line is around his neck choking him in the bathtub. He struggles, but the line tightens more, and Tod dies. The liquid then disappears back to the toilet.]
No More Tod, just when Alex, and Clear go to see his body.