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|{{Sprite/Ian}} | |||
|I don't think his body can handle the charge being applied to it! | |||
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|{{Sprite/Ian}} | |||
|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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|{{Sprite/Paige}} | |||
|Blood pressure dropping rapidly. O2 level dropping. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|Just finish it. I don't have any options left anyway. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|I'm putting my life in your hands, Gabe. So you better make it count. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|But before you try it, there's something I should get off my chest. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|You were the closest friend I ever had. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|It was mutual, wasn't it? | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|We were in the trenches together. Preparing for exams. Studying, rushing, surviving. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|But the second I hesitated...the second I didn't see work the same way you did... | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|You dropped me. Without a second thought. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|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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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|And now that I'm here, broken and miserable...now I'm suddenly useful to you again? | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|Suddenly you care? You want to fix me, make me all better? | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|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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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|But now that I have your undivided attention, and this could be my last chance... | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|...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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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|Obsessed with your career. Your reputation. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|Obsessed with being the man who's going to fix everything and everyone. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|Even if it means <span style="color:#FF0000;">breaking</span> the people who are trying to help you. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|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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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|If that old Gabe I knew is still in there, anywhere...there's still a stupid part of me... | |||
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|{{Sprite/Mark}} | |||
|...that would want to go out for drinks after work and catch up after all this time. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Edega}} | |{{Sprite/Edega}} | ||
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|{{Sprite/Paige}} | |||
|Time's running out. Are we doing this? | |||
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|{{Sprite/Edega}} | |||
|... | |||
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|{{Sprite/Edega}} | |||
|Let's finish the treatment. It will be okay. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Ian}} | |||
|Are you sure? Even with the pain being dulled, it's too much for one person to handle alone. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Edega}} | |||
|He won't be alone. I'll make sure of it. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Edega}} | |||
|Intern. I trust you. Please, save him. | |||
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|{{Sprite/Paige}} | |||
|Mark, we're all here with you, you're going to be okay! | |||
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|{{Sprite/Paige}} | |||
|Intern, you heard him. Hold that button and this time, do not let go! | |||
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