… as the Mayor helped Nora into Teddy's office... such that it is. Helping Nora lay down on the bed, the one that Andre was … using. "Teddy! ya got to help her... do something!" Teddy looked at Nora … stoic with a grim face, not even looking at the Mayor. "Teddy! What's wrong?" After a very long time, wiping his forehead, he said nothing. "Teddy?" … " I can't help her Mayor... The Dance... it... took more out of her … she's dying, Mayor", as the tears welled up in his eyes, knowing the one whom he put so much faith in, responsible for sending Nora out for the stupid... "Dance".. The room got as deadly quiet as it got dark, with the receding of what sun Far Harbor gets... time ticked. The clock on the wall... doing the grinding count down of inevitability. Schwick… a match was struck and only the blazing flame, and soon the glowing ember of a cigarette... "What do you want? Can't you see we have a sick woman?" blared the Mayor, realizing the inesacapable truth... As the old weathered man, moved into the light, from the dark corner of room... "you can't help her. Teddy can't help her... " "Oh, what do you know, Longfellow? you aren't a doctor. don't you have some solitude and a bottle missing you over on your island?" Longfellow dropped the cigarette butt to the floor, and slowly ground it with the tip of his weathered boot. "if you people weren't so ignorant about the world, confining yourself to a small dock, when the world is so much bigger than you. IF you looked, there is something beyond the dock... I washed up on that island to escape my own fears... hell, thought I would die in a blaze of glory instead of a slow death chained to a cubicle. I crashed... but lived. And after all these years... I still live, Mayor. Have you ever considered why that is so?" The mayor's face said it all... the man actually spoke beyond a grunt and a motion for another bottle at the Plank.... "Regardless, Longfellow... this is Nora we are talking about... not you" "Mayor.... what she needs is what saved me... who saved me... saved me when my boat sank on the coast... and saved me from myself. It's time you save all the people on the dock... as I was saved... and how Nora will be saved... Nora will save herself... and drag the rest of you ignorant folks off this damn dock and to a better life..... " "Okay... um... tell me what we need to do... let's save everyone... the town. And Nora... " "Nora has one more Dance to do, Mayor... and Dance she will against the very demons that makes us all sick... but that which poisons more than the body, but the mind.... "Longfellow... you are really becoming annoying with your riddles... who or what is Nora going to have to Dance with to save herself..." "Her Dance is the Last Dance... and the Dance is her cure"... "Dammit! Tell me old f*cker before I get Jonas to shoot you.... "