"Kate?"
"Not now, Robert."
"But when..."
"Maybe when our son isn't lying in a coma down the road. I'm going to see him."
"But-"
"No. No."
"Can I... Can I come with you?"
"...not today. I'm sorry."
"B-Blaine? Baby... I'm... I'm going crazy here. I need you to wake up, okay? I need you to open your eyes for me...Please! ... Please... Oh, Blaine. Blaine, Blaine, Blaine, Blaine, Blaine...
"..... Um. Everyone's wishing you the best. They all ask about you every day. I wish they wouldn't... Blaine, I miss you. I... I wish I hadn't let you go. I knew you didn't want to see your dad. I wish I had asked you to stay the night. I... It's my fault. If I had stopped you from leaving, you wouldn't've been hi-... They've found the driver. Charged him. But they...oh god... they don't know what to charge him with. Speeding or... Blaine, please wake up. Please. Just, please. Please wake up. Please..."
"Um, are you okay?"
"Oh, please. Not you too. Please. Leave me alone."
"Kurt!"
"I'm sorry. But I've had everyone and their dog asking how I am and... It's been too long. I just..."
"Kurt? Do you want to come into my office?"
"Huh. Have you got a pamphlet on this too or something?"
"No, I haven't. But I have got comfy seats and a facility to get coffee and somewhere where you can sit where you're not crying in the middle of the corridor."
"I don't need your... I... Okay."