Susanna's goodbyes to the other patients when she leaves Claymoore. Prior to that, her goodbye to Lisa.
(Lisa is strapped down to the bed. Susanna quietly enters the room, takes out a bottle of nail polish, and starts painting Lisa's nails)
Lisa: (silently crying) I'm not really dead.
Susanna: I know.
Lisa: I'm gonna miss you, Susie Q.
Susanna: No, you're not. You're going to get out of here, and you're gonna come and see me. 'Kay?
Lisa: (takes a deep breath and looks away, doubtful) Yeah.