Ride Along Page #2
Mr. Broman:
Welcome to the class guys. If you would
please sign in over there and then grab
a textbook, a protocol manual, a
stethoscope and blood pressure cuff.
Then take a seat and we will await for
the others.
About 10 minutes passed before everyone had arrived. The date on
the front board reads September 1st. Mr. Broman is at the head of
the classroom and quiets everyone up.
Mr. Broman:
Welcome to Emergency Medical Technician
Basic class. This is my 10th year
teaching this class, and so far it has
been a success. There are 21 of you
guys and girls to start this year. That
number is going to drop, a lot, in the
coming weeks. Some of you won’t be able
to handle the work load. Some of you
won’t be physically handle the demands,
and some of you will have your
priorities in different places. Look at
what is in front of you, on your desk.
We will go through all of that, and
most of it will have to be memorized.
Now then, without further ado, let’s
begin.
8. INT. CHLOE’S BEDROOM- NIGHT.
Kevin and Chloe are in Chloe’s bedroom, not very teenage girl-
like, with their books and equipment from the day spread all
over the floor.
Kevin:
Jesus Christ! This is like 1500 pages
worth of material that we will have to
know for our state boards in May. Mr.
Broman wasn’t kidding at orientation
when he said say goodbye to your social
lives.
Chloe:
Now, I do believe that Kevin Starr is
stressed. This is a sight that we may
never see again.
Kevin:
Oh haha you smartass. We have to get
through 165 hours of in class
instruction, and we have 170 days to do
it. Plus we have our ride times that
start in December, and we need to go on
at least 10 calls. Then consider that
we have to pass 10 module tests, and if
we get lower than a 70 on any of them,
we cannot take the state boards. So how
would you like to get to April only to
fail our last module test before our
state boards? I would be pretty pissed
if that happens. So yes all this
material and all these conditions of
the class do stress me out a little.
Chloe:
Yeah. I’d say that I am a bit scared,
but I know how much that would set you
off.
Kevin glares at Chloe, only to see her smiling back. He then
looks less tense.
Chloe (cont’d):
We got this.
Kevin:
Haha alright. However if this doesn’t
work out I’ll blame you for filling my
head with false hope.
9. INT. EMT CLASS- DAY.
Two weeks have now passed: The date on the board reads September
16th. Mr. Broman is now having a serious discussion outside with
four students. Almost everyone was watching. Mr. Broman walks
in, and goes straight to his desk and sits. Without ever looking
up her says:
Mr. Broman:
Starting tomorrow we will be without
four students. I don’t know if they
misheard me when I said you actually
have to study, or just didn’t care, but
either way they will not be returning.
No one said a word.
10. INT. HIGH SCHOOL CAFETERIA- DAY.
Kevin, and Chloe are seated across from each other at a semi-
crowded table. Chloe is eating a sandwich. Kevin has a tray of
food in front of him from the school lunch line. Kevin looks
around the cafeteria.
Kevin:
Why are so many girls now only eating
salads for lunch? That can’t be good
for you.
Chloe:
They’re stupid girls. And it’s
incredibly bad for you to only eat a
salad. B*tches don’t realize that.
Kevin:
Seems really dumb.
Chloe:
And gross.
Chloe takes a huge bite out of her sandwich.
Chloe (cont’d):
Mmmmmm Carbs
Kevin smiles. He grabs a chicken nugget from his tray and takes
a bite. He stops chewing, stares at the chicken nugget, puts it
back on his tray and shivers in disgust.
Kevin:
So why do they call chicken nuggets
chicken nuggets? What is a nugget
anyway?
Chloe:
It’s like a piece of gold.
Kevin:
Huh. I guess that’s smart marketing.
Combine two of man’s favorite things:
money and food. These things on my tray
though are like chickens nugget’s third
cousin had a mutated baby that had a
lovechild with a pile of sh*t.
Chloe:
You’ve been going to this school three
years. How have you not realized by
now?
Kevin:
I just really like chicken nuggets. I
just get so hopeful every time.
Kevin sulks his head as he says that. Chloe puts her hand on
Kevin’s shoulder:
Chloe:
It’s going to be alright.
Kevin:
Thanks.
Chloe:
Anyway, you’re driving me to the park
on Saturday. I need to get in shape of
track.
Kevin:
Do I have a say in the matter?
Chloe:
No. I’m not going to be stuck in my
house all day while my brothers blast
college football on the surround sound
for twelve hours. So pick me up at
around noon.
Kevin:
Fine.
11. EXT. A PARK- DAY.
Kevin and Chloe just finished up a run around the PARK. It was
pretty empty for mid-day on a Saturday. Kevin has his headphones
in. Chloe says something but Kevin does not hear it. Chloe pulls
out his headphones.
Chloe:
I said, do you want any water?
Kevin grabs the WATER BOTTLE and takes a sip. Chloe grabs his
IPOD, and starts scrolling through it.
Chloe:
Holy sh*t, you actually have a playlist
titled “EMT motivation?”
Kevin:
Yes. It’s filled with songs that all
have to do with loss, and helplessness,
and some classic pump up songs.
Chloe:
Jesus Christ, you couldn’t sound any
nerdier right now. Plus you are
tempting fate with that playlist.
Kevin:
What’s the worst that will happen?
A bloodcurdling scream ripples through the park.
Girl:
Please, somebody help! Please help! My
dad. . . somebody help!
Chloe:
Call 911, Kevin!
Chloe sprints towards the hysterical screams to help.
Chloe:
What happened?
Girl:
I-I don’t know. One minute we were
jogging together. . . and the next he
collapsed. He won’t wake up.
Chloe:
Alright, my friend over there is
calling 911, I just need you to step
back and give your dad some room.
Chloe stares at the man’s face. She checks the man’s pulse.
After that she does nothing. You see fear start to emerge on her
face. She looks up towards Kevin, terror in her eyes.
11. Ext. Park-20 minutes later. Day
Cut to twenty minutes later. There is no evidence that anything
out of the ordinary occurred, other than a cop car near the
scene. Chloe is sitting on a bench staring into space.
Kevin:
You did great Chloe.
Chloe looked up at Kevin, but did not speak. She looked empty.
Kevin (cont’d):
You took action, took control of the
situation and then tried to save that
ma-
Chloe:
That dead man. (A pause)I know CPR.
We’ve reviewed it in class. I had to
learn it for lifeguarding last year.
And babysitting the year before that. I
know CPR. (A pause) And the look the
looks the EMTs gave me when they
arrived and saw I hadn’t done anything.
It was like ice. (A pause)I know CPR.
Kevin looked at Chloe, sadness in his eyes. He joined her on the
bench and hugged her.
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