Stronger Page #2

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The race is just now

getting underway.

More than

half a million people...

Oh, that's your brother?

What's... What's his name?

Go, Chris!

Is that guy runnin'

in his underwear like that?

What's that about?

Ah!

Coming up in a big plume.

We're hearing from one of

our producers

there on the ground

that it was this large bang

on one side of the street.

What are they trying to do?

- Erin, are you okay?

- I'm fine. I'm fine.

- Where are you?

- Just a bar.

- I don't know...

- How are you gettin' home?

I dunno.

My stuff is all back...

Thank God you're okay.

Yeah. At the buses.

It's back at the buses.

How are you gonna get

your car keys?

I dunno.

I don't know how to get there.

Stay where you are.

I'll come find you.

Yeah.

At least five, six people hurt.

Where can I meet you?

But I have a feeling

there are more.

Where can I meet you?

The photos, injuries to those

in the blast area

are quite severe.

Just a tragic scene here

in Boston today.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, hello.

It's Patty, yeah.

And you know they

would've told you if he was dead, right?

How do you even know that,

Karen?

You know I spent my fair

share of time in a goddamn hospital.

Well, this ain't about you!

Didn't say it was! Jesus!

Will you two stop?

They're gonna be

calling our name.

You can't right now, you can't.

Big JEFF:
Where's my son, God damn it?

- What the hell happened?

- Oh, Jesus Christ!

Where is he? Patty?

What's goin' on with my son?

- Calm down.

- Don't tell me what to do, Bob!

Patty, what's going on

with my son?

We don't know yet.

- Bauman family?

- Yes!

- Bauman!

- Yeah, we're with...

We're with Jeff Bauman.

Right here. We're his family.

Mr. and Mrs. Bauman?

- Yeah.

- Mmm. Yes.

I'm Dr. Kalish.

Jeff's alive.

- Your son's alive.

- Yeah. All right.

Thank you, thank you.

So, Jeff came in bleeding

with tourniquets on both legs,

and he was intubated right away

and then brought up immediately

to the operating room...

- Hi.

- I'm looking for Jeff Bauman.

Um, you're gonna

have to sign in here.

Put his name here

and we'll find out where he is.

Um, can you tell me if

he's at this hospital, please?

I... I can't tell you.

I saw a picture.

I know he's at a hospital.

I just don't know which one.

Will you please just

tell me what floor he's on?

It's crazy right now.

I will help you.

Jeff underwent a double

above-the-knee amputation.

Most of the destruction

had actually already been done

by the bomb below the knees,

and it was very obvious

to all the surgeons involved

that there was no way

to salvage anything

below the knee.

We had to get higher than

the knee to get clean skin,

clean muscle, clean tissue.

Oh, my God.

I gotta get something to drink.

Um, do you want me

to get you a Coke,

or chips, or something?

Well, as they look through all these

little pieces, Brian,

they think the bomb now

was made

by putting the components

inside a pressure cooker pot.

And in there were nails,

BBs, and ball bearings

to magnify the destructive

and injury-causing nature

of the blast.

And the explosive was gunpowder.

Uh, the blast wounded

more than 140 people...

Big JEFF:
Some guy asked me

if my son is still unconscious

while I'm takin' a leak,

and I'm supposed to know

this freak

is a f***in' reporter?

It ain't suspicious to ya?

A stranger chattin' it up

while you got your dick

in your hand?

Jenny, I was washin' my hands.

Shut the f*** up!

You're f***ing yelling about Jeff!

Big JEFF:
Ah, Jesus...

- Stop talking about her son!

- Big JEFF:
He's my son, too.

- It's hers.

- Big JEFF:
Shut up.

What do you want?

I'm so sorry to intrude.

You're another reporter,

aren't you?

Don't let him in, Jeff.

I'm sorry, I'm, um,

looking for Patty Joyce.

I'm Patty.

Did you not hear us?

- I'm Kevin Horst. Uh...

- Big JEFF:
Who?

I'm Jeff's manager at Costco.

Check his ID.

These reporters

will try everything.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You... You called, right?

Yeah, Jeff talks about ya.

Well, ya heard what happened, huh?

Yeah.

You know our son lost his legs, right?

- I know.

- And you brought breakfast?

- That's not helpful.

- Uh, thank you very much.

Big JEFF:
Maybe we should

wait to eat 'em

so you can go grab your camera.

Take a picture

for your Costco newsletter.

I'm... Really, I'm happy

to bring whatever you like.

Big JEFF:
What could you possibly

get us that we need right now, Kevin?

Well, I took the liberty

of printing up...

A f***ing joke.

You kiddin' me?

...his policy,

and I've highlighted the areas

that you'll need to sign.

Don't sign nothin' without a goddamn lawyer!

Can you just let him talk for a second?

Big JEFF:
Who are you again?

Yeah, shut the f*** up

and let him talk.

Big JEFF:
What's he gonna say

that we need to hear right now?

I don't know.

Okay, answer me this.

Answer me this.

My son makes it through this,

where's he gonna work, Kevin?

Where's he gonna work?

Hmm? You gonna hire him back?

Jesus Christ.

We need this right now?

Yes, we do!

Who's gonna hire him

without any legs, Patty?

We can't rehire him, sir.

See? I told ya.

Mr. Bauman, please,

let me finish.

We can't rehire him,

'cause he'll never have

stopped working for us.

We're not letting Jeff go.

And these... This is stupid.

But this is just...

You know, this is just

to get the insurance goin'

and get that rollin'.

Wait, insurance?

Yes.

Jeffrey has insurance?

Of course, of course. Um...

Plus legal, mental health,

or financial advice

for Jeff or any member

of the family.

And I've included

my personal cell...

...at the top there. Um...

All right, good.

That's good. I'm glad you guys

are doin' the right thing.

So, what kinda

muffins we got there?

All of those things happened

in preparation for this event.

But there was no specific intelligence

that anything was going to happen.

At this point in time,

it's too early

to get into the specifics.

These were powerful devices

that resulted in serious injuries.

Do you have

someone in custody?

Those reports are not true.

There is no suspect in custody.

We're questioning many people,

but there is no one in custody

at this point in time.

Jeff?

Holy sh*t. Are you awake, bro?

You hear me?

Okay. Okay, okay.

Uh, so I gotta tell ya,

there was an explosion.

And your f***in' legs...

They're gone, bro.

What are you doin', buddy?

I can't tell what your fingers are doin'.

What, you wanna write somethin'?

Hold on.

Here, buddy, here. Here's a pen.

Yeah, grab that.

Erin? Erin, yeah, she's fine,

she's here. She's...

The whole family's here.

Everyone's down the hall.

You okay? How you feelin'?

"Lieutenant Dan"?

You mean the guy from

"Forrest Gump" with no legs?

Oh, sh*t. Don't move.

Bob, Bob, wake up!

What the hell, D?

- Jeff's awake.

- Huh?

He wrote this.

- The last part.

- Holy sh*t.

- What happened? D?

- He's awake.

- Where's the FBI office?

- Big JEFF:
Bob.

- Hey!

- Big JEFF:
Bob.

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