Love, Buried Alive — Mrs. Russo's Threat

She's the reason me and Simon broke up. It was her. Byron, are you okay? Stop right there.

I'm the attending physician, just doing my rounds. Where is his wife? Why isn't she here? Simon, how are you feeling? Irene, don't leave me.

What were you doing in there? there. My job. Don't try to fool me. I know you're kind, bitch. Kill whatever fantasy you have crawling around inside that head. Relax, Mrs. Russo. My responsibility is to my patient. Nothing else.

Don't play coy! Behave yourself! Otherwise you're going to die a very ugly death!