Desperate Measures Page #3

I'm freer here now|than I was yesterday. Right?

- Five!|- Here! Let her go!

Get out!

Wilson, you kill him,|you kill my son.

Wilson to Cassidy. I need backup now.|I'm in the ER, got the suspect.

- Don't be a hero. He has nowhere to go.|- That's right.

I've got nowhere to go.

- I'm warning you--|- He's warning me.

You're warning me.|I'm warning you, you dumb f***!

You shoot me, and I shoot her.

And Frank goes with us.

- Who's warning who?|- Wilson, lower your gun.

You will not shoot that gun.

- Go. He won't shoot.|- You sure about that?

I'll make sure.

- Lower your gun now.|- Frank, get out of the way.

Appreciate what you did for me.

If I need anything else,|I'll call you.

Stay with me.

I need help.

You gave up your gun.

I need help here.

I need some pressure on it.

Now. One, two, three.

It's okay.

- Bring him into the second bay.|- Check over there. Cover the doors.

What happened, Frank?

Talk to me. What happened?|Tell me!

We had him.|Connor let him get away.

How many people have to die tonight|so that your kid can live?

Get me out of here|before I do anything else.

I told you to stay out of it.

I want Connor locked up|until this is over.

No cuffs until you pass the press!

Sorry, Frank.

Let's go.

Matt had blood in his nose.|I think his platelets must be low.

I'm going to him now.

You tell him don't die.

Don't kill him.|Please don't kill him.

Get him out of here.

- Wait a second. Where you taking me?|- To the civic center.

Over here! It's me, Frank Connor!|I need to talk to you.

Don't believe the police.|They're lying to you.

McCabe escaped.|The police can't find him.

Office Walker will talk to you,|tell you everything you need to know.

Conner's getting away!

What's that light?

It's okay. It's the "Enterprise."

- Yeah.|- It's Hawkins.

- How's he doing?|- He's bleeding more.

Hi, Matthew.

- Hello?|- It's Frank.

- How's the bleeding?|- How is he?

He needs platelets|to help him control the bleeding.

He's fine. Hawkins is here.

They arrested you.

I escaped. Listen. You need to help me|get back into the hospital.

Nate!

Time to go, Doc.|I need you.

- Matt needs me here.|- I need you more.

No, Matt, stay down.

Why did you hit him?

They told me what an a**hole you were,|but now I know for sure.

Sometimes you don't have a choice.

Look, I just need your doc for a minute,|and I'll send her right back.

No, I want her to stay.

It's going to be okay. Hold that|on your nose. Stay in the tent.

I'll be back in a jiffy.

Where's the cyclopropane?

It's in the storage cabinet on four.|You can take my card.

Listen, I like you.

I like everything about you.

And I haven't been with a woman|since you were a virgin.

I'm trying to be a gentleman.

I'm going to ask you again.

Don't give me any more of that...

"Un, duh, here, take my card. Don't|worry about the lock code bullshit."

Or I'm going to forget my manners.

Now, where's the cyclopropane?

What do you say we go down there|and find it together?

After you.

Matt, don't touch anything.|Get inside the tent right now.

Right now. Get back inside.

- You okay?|- Yeah, I'm all right.

- It was McCabe.|- What?

He took Dr. Hawkins, Dad.

- What?|- He took Dr. Hawkins.

What's the matter?

Nothing. Where'd he take her?

He asked her where|the propane something was.

Dad, something went really wrong,|didn't it?

Yes, it did.

I'm not going to get my operation.

Hey, give me some hands.

Yes, you are. But I need you to get|some rest. I'll be back soon as I can.

- Look at me. Can I go?|- Yeah.

- Look at me. Can I go?|- Right. Go.

- Lock this door.|- All right.

Put that and two of those|in the bag.

You're going to show me|where the electrical room is.

Wait, Officer!

Hawkins, come here.

He's upstairs in the storage room.|4132. It's on the right.

He's got two tanks of cyclopropane,|one tank of liquid nitrogen.

- What is he doing with it?|- He's going to the electrical room.

Wait. I think this is yours.

Doctor, please don't call the cops.

Please?

I've got to go to the pharmacy|to get Amicar for Matt.

Thank you.

Police! Hold it right there!

This section of the hospital is locked|down. You'll have to come with us.

Hold it right there!|Hands up!

On your knees right now!

What are you going to do,|shoot me, Frank?

On your knees.

Get on your knees.

All right.

Don't shoot me. I'm hit.|I'm bleeding, Frank.

Step out!

Step out!|Let me see your hands.

All right, don't shoot me.

- Step out.|- All right.

Both hands! Both hands!

Check the generator.

The emergency lighting will kick in.|Don't panic.

Nate! Nate, can you hear me?

Nate!

Yeah. The electricity, the ventilator,|everything is out. Where are you?

Get Matt to a sterile environment.

In the infectious disease lab there is|an isolation ward. No one's there.

It's in the old building. I've seen|the plans. How do I get there?

Via the walkway on five.

There's a lock.|The code is 7-5-9-5.

I'll get the Amicar|and meet you there.

All right.|Looks like we're moving.

7-5-9-5.

Where's my dad?

He's out there somewhere.|Call him on the walkie.

Come in, Dad.

Tell him we're moving|to the old building.

Dad, the lights went out here.|Did they do out there, too?

They went out here, too.|It's kind of scary, huh?

It's not so bad.

No, not so bad. You're right.

Yeah?

- If I die--|- You're not going to die.

But if I do, do you think|I'll see Mom?

I don't know.|I don't know about that.

I don't remember her well anymore.|Is that bad?

No, that's not bad.|Things happen that way sometimes.

If I die, will you forget me?

Never. Never ever.

I'm never going|to forget you, either, Dad.

I have to go.

- Nate says to tell you we're moving.|- To the infectious disease lab.

Dad, we're going|to the infectious disease lab.

In the old building on the sixth floor.

We'll cross the walkway|on the fifth floor.

We'll meet you there, okay?|Dad, are you there?

I've got the suspect|on top of the walkway.

- I have the suspect.|- Take him.

Someone shot out our light.

Negative result.|Can't find him on five or six.

Return to the jail ward|and we'll reassemble.

Sulfuric acid.

Warden on the gate.

Tell him to open up and come out|of that booth where I can see him.

Open up the sally ports and come out|of the booth. Do whatever he says.

He's got a hypo|of sulfuric acid at my neck.

Face down on the floor.

Put your f***ing hands over your heads!|Get the f*** on the floor!

- Where do I open the cells?|- There.

- No one permitted beyond this point.|- He's suffering from renal failure.

- If he dies because you won't let me--|- There is a killer out there.

I understand you're trying to protect|me, but it's a risk I'm willing to take.

My patients need protection, too.

Give me the director right away.

If you don't get me to my patient,|he will die.

You will be personally...

and I might add,|publicly responsible.

- What are you doing?|- Matthew is in there. He needs me.

Tell me how. I'll do it.

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