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gurney. Not you and Rabbit’s egos.

Blowing a kiss, Rabbit bangs on the hull. Rotor lifts off.

NANCY:

Bastard.

16 INT. EMT HELICOPTER - DAY 16

Rabbit’s got the uplink going to SFGH. DR. JOE’S FACE appears

on the screen next to the readout of Walker’s vitals.

RABBIT:

Alright, we’ve got SCF but it feels

like he’s gonna code out within 20.

INTERCUT:
TRAUMA CENTER - SAN FRANCISCO GENERAL

Rabbit and Walker hang on the screen in front of Dr. Joe.

Heart rate’s minimal, BPs horrible, Blood gases nightmarish.

DR. JOE

Then get him here in 5. How much

Epi did you and Nancy put into him?

RABBIT:

10 mg. Five ones and a five. We got

him back with Atropine.

DR. JOE

Cardiac lacerations.

17 EXT. TOP FLOOR - INCOMPLETE SKYSCRAPER - DAY 17

Boone, Tyler and Nancy watch the helicopter pull away.

18

INT. EMT HELICOPTER - DAY 18

Up front, Rotor crests guides the copter up, toward the

canyon of skyscrapers. In back, an ALARM sounds.

RABBIT:

He’s arrhythmic.

(Feeling Walker’s chest)

(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

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RABBIT (CONT'D)

Like a hummingbird. It’s atrioventrical.

Whole heart.

Terry grabs for a defibrillator.

RABBIT (CONT’D)

Can’t de-fib. It’ll tear a hole in

his heart.

More alarms. Walker’s CODING, dying on the gurney.

RABBIT (CONT’D)

And verapamil will probably kill

him. Damn... Joe, a little Godly

wisdom might help right now...

CLOSE UP:
SCREEN

A light dusting of ELECTROMAGNETIC SNOW obscures Dr. Joe’s

face. Harsh static sounds through the speaker.

RABBIT (CONT’D)

What the hell...

(realizing)

Jesus.

Rotor! There’s not

another...

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EXT/INT. EMT HELICOPTER - DAY 19

Through the windshield, Rotor sees a NEWS HELICOPTER appear

from around a nearby building, heading straight toward them.

The News Copter’s coming too fast. Rotor pulls up, just as

the News Copter dives. It’s a slow motion symphony of

disaster. The COPTERS COLLIDE. Metal rips metal.

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EXT. TOP FLOOR INCOMPLETE SKYSCRAPER - DAY 20

Nancy and the others watch the copters crash into each other

a few hundred yards above them.

NANCY:

No...

Terry... No...

The NEWS COPTER drops. Somehow, Rotor keeps some sort of

control. The EMT COPTER SPIRALS, spinning horribly right

toward the top floor.

The EMT copter punches in right in front of Tyler, Boone and

Nancy. Rotors and skids shearing off, the hull of the copter

flames out, sliding across the roof.

No one could survive that crash. Nancy watches. It sinks in.

She runs forward as flames engulf the copter.

NANCY (CONT’D)

Terry!!! Terry!!!

(CONTINUED)

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Boone grabs her, holding her back. Sobs rip through her body

as she watches the inferno take lovers and patients.

NANCY (CONT’D)

Rabbit...

END OF COLD OPEN

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ACT ONE:

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EXT. 1012 MONTGOMERY - DAY 21

The NEWS COPTER burns on the ground. Firefighters put out the

blaze, tend to the injured, the terrified. Up on the roof,

RABBIT and ROTOR’S EMT COPTER smolders.

It’s a scene from hell. Strangely, a VOICE sounds out.

NEWSCASTER:

... today is the one year

anniversary of the worst rescue

disaster in San Francisco history.

A helicopter crash that took seven

lives in the air and on the

ground...

PULLING BACK the disaster footage glimmers on a SMALL

TELEVISION SCREEN in a cozy North Beach apartment.

22 INT. MARISA’S APARTMENT - MORNING 22

TV humming on the dresser, MARISA BENEZ (28) - petite, a mass

of muscle and street smarts - fingers a ROSARY.

MARISA:

Santa María, Madre de Dios, ruega

por nosotros, pecadores, ahora y en

la hora de nuestra muerte. Amen

By the TV, a PHOTO shows Marisa in uniform, posing by an ARMY

ATTACK HELICOPTER. She sets down the rosary beads, reapplies

lipstick, grabs her cell phone.

As Marisa heads out the front door, the phone rings.

MARISA (CONT’D)

Hey Mom...

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EXT. NORTH BEACH - MORNING 23

Hipsters and workers jam the sidewalk. Marisa nods to the

news vendor as she heads out.

ILENA BENEZ:

You watching the news?

MARISA:

I was.

ILENA BENEZ:

Every channel. All about last

year’s crash. Makes me worried for

you Mari.

Marisa jaywalks across the street, maneuvering between moving

cars. She scoots her ass away from an oncoming TAXI.

(CONTINUED)

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MARISA:

Mama, I made it through Baghdad,

San Francisco’s nothing.

SMASH CUT TO:

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INT. PARAMEDIC VAN - DAY 24

BLOOD splatters. Lots and lots of blood. A siren screams.

Up front, a new face drives. SAM BAILEY (30s), a couple steps

past metrosexual. Screams come from the back, where...

NANCY works on a man bleeding from a CHEST WOUND. Eyes blank,

her hands move of their own accord. She clamps an artery,

then slams a sedative into the IV.

NANCY:

Shhh... You’re going to be okay.

(looking out the window)

Take Oak. Market’s gonna be a

nightmare.

(back to the patient)

You’re okay. You’re okay.

BAILEY:

Oak it is.

Bailey checks the back. Nancy’s soothing the patient. But the

bleeder is UNCONSCIOUS. Nancy’s barely looking at him.

NANCY:

Everything’s going to be just fine.

25 INT. DINING ROOM - BOONE’S HOUSE - DAY 25

BOONE watches his two DAUGHTERS jam down some EGGOS, peck

their parents and hit the door. His wife SARAH’s quiet.

There’s something in the air between them.

SARAH BOONE:

You got in late last night.

His fork stops, waiting for what’s next.

BOONE:

Bad wreck in the Filmore.

SARAH BOONE:

Your shift ends at midnight.

You’re home at four.... Again.

BOONE:

They needed two extra rigs. Tyler

and I took it.

SARAH BOONE:

Let me see your phone.

(CONTINUED)

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He hands it over. She checks the numbers called, the texts.

It’s all “Home,” “Tyler,” “Nancy” or “Station.”

She clicks it shut, hands it over.

SARAH BOONE (CONT’D)

Okay.

BOONE:

Look, there’s nothing going on. I

told you, I’d make it up to you.

I’d change. And that’s what I’m

doing.

SARAH BOONE:

Remember what the counselor said.

Forgiveness is on my schedule, not

yours.

BOONE:

Yeah. Well maybe you should count

your blessings. At least your not

putting flowers on me today.

With that he’s gone.

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INT. TRAUMA CENTER - SAN FRANCISCO GENERAL - DAY 26

Bailey guides the CHEST BLEEDER on a gurney into the warren

of rooms. Nancy takes aside the ATTENDING INTERN.

NANCY:

Knife wound. Might be self-

inflicted. His name’s Jonathan.

He’s homeless. Frequent Flyer.

Very drunk and very scared. I

sedated him with a milligram of

diazepam. Anything more...

ATTENDING INTERN

We’ve got it from here.

NANCY:

No. You don’t.

Nearby, Dr. Joe hears the edge in Nancy’s voice.

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