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I don't think his body can handle the charge being applied to it!
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The excess energy that the defibrillator creates could cause permanent nerve damage, or worse.
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It might be too much for one person to take.
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Blood pressure dropping rapidly. O2 level dropping.
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Just finish it. I don't have any options left anyway.
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I'm putting my life in your hands, Gabe. So you better make it count.
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But before you try it, there's something I should get off my chest.
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You were the closest friend I ever had.
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It was mutual, wasn't it?
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We were in the trenches together. Preparing for exams. Studying, rushing, surviving.
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But the second I hesitated...the second I didn't see work the same way you did...
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You dropped me. Without a second thought.
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I was nothing to you. And after I quit, you wouldn't return any of my messages, wouldn't meet up, nothing.
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And now that I'm here, broken and miserable...now I'm suddenly useful to you again?
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Suddenly you care? You want to fix me, make me all better?
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I never planned to come find you again. We went our seperate ways and I wanted to keep it that way.
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But now that I have your undivided attention, and this could be my last chance...
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...I'll just tell you what I really think.
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You're a sad little man, Gabriel. Just like me.
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The only difference is that instead of giving up, you've become obsessed.
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Obsessed with your career. Your reputation.
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Obsessed with being the man who's going to fix everything and everyone.
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Even if it means breaking the people who are trying to help you.
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And the moment someone disagrees...you stop seeing them as a person.
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But even knowing all of that...
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If that old Gabe I knew is still in there, anywhere...there's still a stupid part of me...
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...that would want to go out for drinks after work and catch up after all this time.
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Time's running out. Are we doing this?
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Let's finish the treatment. It will be okay.
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Are you sure? Even with the pain being dulled, it's too much for one person to handle alone.
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He won't be alone. I'll make sure of it.
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Intern. I trust you. Please, save him.
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Mark, we're all here with you, you're going to be okay!
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Intern, you heard him. Hold that button and this time, do not let go!
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