PRIARANGAN: “I can’t.”
DOCTOR: “You must.”
PRIARANGAN: “This is something that my conscience cannot accept.”
DOCTOR: “Tell me. Search your heart and tell me. Do you really want to go through the certain hell that will follow?”
PRIARANGAN: “But how can I live with the knowledge, if I were to do it? That would be a worse hell.”
DOCTOR: “Sigh… What can I do to help you make up your mind ? I am trained to do what is best for you. My ethics call for me to do this. It is unconscionable for me not to.”
PRIARANGAN: “What about my conscience ? Ha ? Don’t you care about that ?”
DOCTOR: “Ok. Let us cool down. I will talk to you again tomorrow morning. Deal?”
PRIARANGAN: “You can talk to me again, but I am not changing my mind.”
DOCTOR: “Good night.”
PRIARANGAN: “G’nite”
In the morning, when the Doctor came in, Priarangan was dead.
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