Shot Page #4

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RAMIREZ:
You didn't

see anyone running?

I'm more of a sound guy.

Gangbangers, right?

Why would a

gangbanger shoot me?

ROBERTS:
There's a lot of

Latino gangbangers in the area.

Truth is, there are

very few Latinos in gangs.

Yeah, but everybody's

got a gun, right?

Happen everybody and

their brother's got a gun.

Yeah, but why

would they shoot me?

Well, who knows?

Usually, they shoot their own.

Maybe if we got rid of all the

illegal guns, all of our jobs

would be a lot easier.

Especially yours, Doc.

ROBERTS:
Yeah, are we finished?

Wait, so if we just stayed

a little longer, or walked

slower, or parked in another

direction, none of this

would have happened?

Hey, I gotta get back to work.

- Are... are we done?

- Yeah.

OK, good.

Goodbye.

Good luck.

I was just in the way.

What... what kind of

f***ed up world is that?

Huh?

Some a**hole can unload a gun

in the middle of the street

in broad daylight?

What did I to deserve that?

Hey, don't go there, mack.

I need you to stay

positive, all right?

Seriously?

I'm minding my own

business and I get shot,

and you're telling me

I should stay positive?

You, who don't even remember

my name, which is "Mark!"

Stay calm.

Would you like to talk

to the hospital chaplain?

F*** you!

I'm through being calm!

ROBERTS:
OK, Mark.

I want my wife!

OK, bring his

wife in, would you?

Will you want some privacy?

We'll give you

guys some privacy.

Come on, everybody.

Let's clear out for a bit.

All right?

How you doing?

My legs may never work again.

I have spinal damage.

I might be paralyzed.

Forever.

If you hadn't insisted that I

leave work early, none of this

would have happened.

If it helps you to place

the blame on me, then go ahead

and just blow off some steam.

Don't.

Stop with the psycho speech.

Just be real.

Look, I am sorry

that this happened.

Me too.

I called the insurance guy.

I called my sister.

She's coming.

I better call your mom now.

No.

Moms, they like to know.

Not mine.

Mine is a bit of a drama queen.

She'll have to cope,

just like the rest of us.

MARK:
Some people can't change.

It's hard to change.

You have to want to.

I can change.

Maybe.

I'll do whatever you want

to get back to where we were,

back when we were dancing.

We could take lessons again.

I could stop working weekends.

I could do it.

If you just said you were in, we

could get back to being normal.

"Normal" wasn't working.

And when did we wanna

be normal anyway?

We were supposed to be special.

[creaking]

NURSE:
CT's ready for him.

ROBERTS:
OK, let's go.

NURSE:
I need you to move.

It's

Yes, best for you

to wait outside.

OK, he's ready.

This is just a mistake.

Which means I can fix it.

You believe me?

Sure.

So say it.

"You can fix this."

You can fix this.

From your mouth to God's ear.

You remind me of

Erin, my first love.

But you know what you're doing.

Well, you remind

me of my brother.

Did he know what he was doing?

He used to.

Then what happened?

He died in the war.

Oh.

Sorry.

But not you.

You're going to make it.

Am I?

This This is GSW?

Yes.

All right, let's

get him on the table.

All right, here we go.

On three.

Everybody ready?

1, 2, 3.

Sorry about that.

Doesn't matter.

Huh?

Hold on, hold on,

hold on, hold on.

Got that.

Here we go.

My machine's been acting

up a little today.

So this may take a

little longer than usual,

but we'll get through it.

Just relax, all right?

OK.

Should be working now.

Wait a second.

I'm gonna go in the

other room and fix it.

[gunfire]

Yo, wanna play?

[helicopter flying overhead]

MOTHER:
Miguel?

What?

MOTHER:
Donde estas?

What?

You look a mess.

Those boys got him again.

You gotta toughen up.

Give me the treatment, huh?

Ma, I got a lot of

things on my mind.

What do you mean things?

What things?

I'm bushed.

Come on.

Get in here.

Just this one.

Ma, this looks...

this looks bad.

You should get this checked out.

Think maybe my

foot will fall off?

Any carnitas from last night?

No.

Well, tengo hambre.

You want me to...

I'm gonna make quesadillas.

OK.

[knocking on door]

Don't get that!

MOTHER:
Why not?

I got it!

Yo, you got the cuete or what?

Yo, what the f***?

- You left me hanging!

- And you put us both in sh*t!

- Man, I called you!

- Yeah.

What the... back

the f*** up, man.

Guys, what's going on?

What's Up, Anita?

Hi.

Ma, just give us a second, OK?

What were you thinking, man?

Dude, it was an accident.

Why don't we go talk to the

cops, explain what happened?

We're good.

No No, no!

That piece came from

an illegal dealer.

It gets traced to

me, I go to prison.

So go get me the gun.

You're coming with.

- No, I'm not going with you.

- Oh yeah.

- Yeah, you are.

- No, I'm not.

Yeah, you are.

We're gonna go see

Raul and the Vatos.

No, I'm gonna give you

the gun, leave me out.

Dude, they know how

to handle this sh*t.

They can help us.

Bro, I'm giving you

the gun, all right?

- OK, go get me the fu...

- That's what I'm doing!

MOTHER:
What's

going on with you?

I'm getting rid of it.

Getting rid of what?

What did you do?

Somebody got hurt,

but it was an accident.

What kind of trouble are

you getting my boy into?

Nothing, as long as

he keeps his mouth shut.

He's not gonna say a word.

Right, baby?

Yeah, you better not.

You're breaking my heart.

I'm going to the police.

And do want?

I'm gonna tell

'em what happened.

I don't care what happened!

You're not going to the police.

Look, Father said he can help make

- them understand what happened.

- Look at yourself!

Open your eyes, Miguel!

You are brown.

You are not going to police!

I'm not gonna let

you ruin your life.

CT TECHNICIAN:
Here we go.

Now, don't move.

[beeping]

Hey, I'm not too

sure about this.

[whirring]

Um, can you get me out of here?

CT TECHNICIAN:
Just a

couple of more minutes.

No, no, no.

Get me out!

Get me out.

I... I don't wanna die in here.

I don't wanna die like this.

I'm done.

I'm done.

Just take it easy, buddy.

MARK:
Untie me.

I don't... I don't...

You're going to hurt yourself.

I wanna get out.

Listen, you can do this.

I can't do this.

I can't.

No, no, no, no tears.

You're OK, Mark.

Look right here into my eyes.

[whirring]

OK, here we go.

OK, sir, we're gonna

go back on three.

1, 2, 3.

Life is but a dream.

We're gonna take

you into surgery

as soon as the OR's ready.

We'll patch up your

lungs and other organs

and try and fix your spine.

Am I gonna walk again?

ROBERTS:
We're

gonna do everything

possible to make that happen.

Do you bike?

I used to.

MARK:
Why'd you stop?

I got a car.

MARK:
I bike everyday.

Things go by so

fast you miss them.

Hey.

I wanna apologize.

For what?

I'm sorry for lying.

You always believed in me,

and I wanted to impress you.

I wanted to be a good provider.

Money, work, and...

Why not just tell

me what's going on?

Because I was embarrassed.

I didn't wanna look bad,

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