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barely notices, focused on the call.

BOONE:

Stay the hell away from it. Find

the power switch and shut it down.

INTERCUT:
INCOMPLETE SKYSCRAPER

Casting glances back to Walker, Fitch pulls the power switch.

FITCH:

Did it. Power’s off.

(CONTINUED)

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BOONE:

Good job. Now Tom, I want you to

start CPR.

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INT/EXT. EMT HELICOPTER - DAY 12

Blades spin, the pristine copter powers up. In the cockpit,

Rotor checks the gauges In the back, Rabbit battens down

equipment, oxygen, crash carts.

A one-bed aerial ER, the back has a video and data link to

San Fran General. There’s enough equipment to save anyone

from just about anything. All that’s needed is talent.

ROTOR:

You eat yet?

RABBIT:

No.

ROTOR:

Good.

Crazy fast, the COPTER lifts off the helipad, then DIVES into

the canyon of skyscrapers.

CUT TO:

13 EXT. TOP FLOOR - INCOMPLETE SKYSCRAPER - DAY 13

Phone on speaker next to him, Fitch works on Walker.

FITCH:

Nothing. He’s not breathing.

Nothing’s happening.

BOONE:

(on the phone)

It’s okay. We’re here. Just keep

going.

Fitch does. Four pumps of the chest. One breath. And again.

Boone and Tyler step out of the elevator.

BOONE (CONT’D)

Thanks.

Boone works and talks, checking Walker’s eyes. Pupils fixed

and pinned. He shoots a grim look to Tyler: “Not good.”

BOONE (CONT’D)

Epi, tubes and paddles.

Tyler pulls gear. Boone opens a LARGE SYRINGE, shoots up

Walker. Nothing. Not so gently, Boone tilts back Walker’s

head, opens up his mouth for the tube. Fitch hovers.

(CONTINUED)

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BOONE (CONT’D)

I need you to take the elevator

down for me. It’ll save time when

the others get here.

FITCH:

He gonna be okay?

BOONE:

We’re working on that.

Boone slides the long tube down Walker’s throat into his

airway. Fitch heads away. As soon as he’s on the elevator and

out of sight, Tyler pulls the DEFIBRILLATOR KIT.

14 EXT/INT. EMT HELICOPTER - DAY 14

Rotor takes the copter in an obscene turn around a

construction crane. Rabbit’s nodding his head in time to the

MUSIC churning through the sound system.

CLOSE UP:
RABBIT’S HANDS

Like a razor sharp coin, he twirls a SCALPEL through his

fingers.

15 EXT. TOP FLOOR - INCOMPLETE SKYSCRAPER - DAY 15

BOONE hits WALKER with the paddles. His already charred body,

arcs and twitches again. Then, nothing.

TYLER:

I don’t think more electricity’s

what this guy needs.

BOONE:

Yeah. I’m gonna call it. We don’t

need the copter.

A voice cuts across the open space.

NANCY:

He’s not dead until I say so.

Terry backing her up, Nancy strides to Walker. Her eyes eat

up every detail.

BOONE:

Be my guest Nance. Starting ‘em and

breaking ‘em is what you do best.

NANCY:

Epi?

BOONE:

Three times. De Fib, four. 25 on up

to 40.

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Nancy begins loosening Walker’s clothes, checking pupils,

feeling his chest, fingertips, earlobes.

Suddenly, WIND washes over everyone. Lots and lots of wind.

RABBIT:

Hey Nancy!!

The helicopter hovers above. Like a tweaker Angel falling to

Earth, Rabbit sails down a zipline.

RABBIT (CONT’D)

Can you get this guy somewhat

alive? His ride’s here.

NANCY:

Oh God...

A flat out rock star, Rabbit heads on over.

RABBIT:

(checking his watch)

You got about four minutes until

brain death. His I mean. Hey Terry.

Rabbit points to Nancy and flashes a thumbs up.

NANCY:

I’m working here, Rabbit.

She pumps Walker with another syringe. Nothing.

RABBIT:

Oh... Obviously... Look, Nancy...

NANCY:

Back it off.

RABBIT:

Alright, could somebody check and

see if he’s got a cell phone?

Tyler does. He tosses it to Rabbit.

CLOSE UP:
WALKER’S PHONE

Rabbit scrolls the numbers, comes to “Home” and hits it.

RABBIT (CONT’D)

Board him for the copter.

BOONE:

The man’s dead.

RABBIT:

No, he’s dead in three minutes.

Difference, Boone. Big difference.

(CONTINUED)

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A WOMAN’S VOICE answers the phone.

RABBIT (CONT’D)

Hi, this is Reuben Palchuk, I’m an

EMT. Seems your husband...

(a whisper)

What’s his name?

BOONE:

Jason Walker.

RABBIT:

Jason’s had an accident on the job.

A FLURRY OF SOUNDS come through the phone.

RABBIT (CONT’D)

No. No. No. He’s fine. He’s going

to be just fine.

That raises a few eyebrows. Nancy just looks disgusted as

they strap WALKER’S lifeless body to a board. Boone, Tyler

and Terry carry. Nancy works. Rabbit follows.

RABBIT (CONT’D)

I just wanted to ask you a few

questions. Is Jason on any

medication. Cumitin?, MAO

inhibitors? Oh Okay...

He looks at Nancy. “Nope, no medication.”

RABBIT (CONT’D)

Just one more thing. Was he in the

military recently?

(Listening, a smile grows)

Alright. Thank you. He’ll be at SF

General in about ten minutes. You

can meet him there.

Away from the scene, the copter’s landed on the roof.

NANCY:

Military?

(off Rabbit)

Where? How long?

RABBIT:

Iraq. Three months ago.

NANCY:

Oh Christ.

BOONE:

What? What?

NANCY:

Guy’s been vaccinated up the ass

and...

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RABBIT:

... they’ve been lacing the

soldiers up with every next-gen,

anti-anxiety med on the planet. I

mean the good stuff.

Rabbit and Nancy are finishing each other’s sentences. The

others can just try to keep up.

NANCY:

This guy’s immune to adrenaline.

They rush out toward the whirring copter. They’re on top of

the city. It’s the pinnacle of a high intensity moment.

Rabbit just drinks it all in.

RABBIT:

(to himself)

Poor bastard.

(to Nancy)

If it was me, I’d go...

NANCY:

Atropine..

RABBIT:

Can’t beat the classics.

She’s already got the mammoth NEEDLE ready. Rabbit vaults

into the copter’s trauma bay as Nancy slams the needle

straight into WALKER’S NECK. She thumbs the plunger...

Walker GASPS, heaves up, falls back down. Nancy checks his

carotid artery

NANCY:

I got a pulse!!!

Rabbit golf claps and gestures to the bed in the copter.

They slide Walker on. Rabbit hooks Walker up. Vitals hit the

screen. The barest heartbeat.

RABBIT:

Alright buddy, the door’s open,

let’s walk you through.

Nancy starts to step up into the copter.

RABBIT (CONT’D)

Unh. Unh. You don’t ride.

NANCY:

I’m coming along.

RABBIT:

I gotta work, Naughty.

NANCY:

Don’t call me that. You need help.

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RABBIT:

Yeah. I need Terry to hold him down

when he wakes up and bugs.

(a look)

Not enough room for you and me.

Terry shoots Nancy a look. She’s pissed.

NANCY:

Great. Boys club.

Helping batten down the body, Terry’s got no time for this.

TERRY:

Nancy it’s about the guy on the

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