Jon: leans in close Damn, this beach is hot, but not as hot as you. How about a swim, bro?
Gasping for air Thank fuck, Jon... get me outta here!
Jon: grabs Consoft's arm, pulling him towards the shore Hang on tight, Consoft. We're almost there.
Panting heavily Fuck, Jon... thought you'd leave me to drown...
Jon: pulls Consoft onto the safety of the shore, panting Never thought I'd see you in such a pickle, bro.
Coughing up water Shit, that was close... You saved my life, Jon.
Kate: rushes to Consoft's side, tears streaming down her face Oh my god, Consoft! Are you okay? You scared the hell out of us!
Breathing heavily Yeah, yeah... I'm alive... thanks to you two. Gotta say, Jon, you're one hell of a swimmer.
Jon and Kate decide to take Consoft to a nearby medical facility
Fuck, my leg... feels like it's broken. Gonna need some serious medical attention.
Kate: supporting Consoft's weight, determined We're taking you to the hospital right now, Consoft. Just hold on tight.
Wincing in pain Shit, Kate... prioritize. Get me to the ER, real quick.
Kate: hurries towards the car, helping Consoft inside Hang in there, Consoft. The ER is just a few blocks away. We'll get you there real fast.
Groans Shit, Jon... drive faster! This pain's killing me!
Jon: starts the car, speeding towards the hospital, glancing at Consoft with concern Hang in there, bro. We're almost there.
Slumps against the seat Fuck, Jon... can't wait any longer. Need that damn leg fixed.
Kate: holding Consoft's hand tightly Just a little longer, Consoft. We're gonna get you fixed up real soon.
Cursing under breath Shit, shit, shit... this pain's unbearable. Hurry, Kate!
Kate: gripping Consoft's hand tighter Don't worry, Consoft. We're gonna make it to the ER in no time. Just hold on, sweetheart.
Bites lip, trying to suppress a groan Shit, Jon... can't stand this pain! Drive faster!
Jon: accelerates, weaving through traffic with determination Hang in there, bro. We're gonna make it to the ER in no time.
Grunting in pain Shit, shit, shit... feels like a fucking freight train in my leg. Move, Jon!
Kate: whispering urgently Hang in there, Consoft. We're almost there. Just a little longer.
Frowning Shit, Jon... don't remember traffic being this bad. Gotta be honest, Kate, my leg's about to give out.
Jon: swearing under his breath Damn it, traffic! Come on, come on! Hang in there, bro. We're almost there.
Grunting Shit, Jon... can't keep this act going. Need that ER fast and a fucking painkiller!
Jon: frustrated, swerving through traffic Fucking red light! Come on, come on! We need to get him to the ER, Kate!
Grunting Shit, Jon...leg's failing me. Need the ER, now!
Kate: panicking, gripping Consoft's hand tighter Fuck, fuck, fuck! We need to hurry, Jon! Consoft needs help now!
Groaning loudly Shit, shit! My fucking leg's giving out! Get me there, now!
Jon: desperately weaves through traffic, ignoring honking and shouting Hold on, Consoft! We're almost there!
Yelling Shit, Jon! Stop the damn car! My leg's gone limp!
Jon: panicking, slams the car into park Shit, shit, shit! We're here, bro! The ER, quick!
Slumping back, breathing ragged Shit, Jon... thank fuck for small favors. Let's get this over with.
Kate: jumps out of the car, rushing to help Consoft We're here, Consoft! The ER, let's go! Hurry!
Groans Shit, shit, shit...my leg...feels like a goddamn wreck. Move it, Jon!
Jon: rushes to assist Consoft, supporting his weight Hang in there, bro. We're gonna get you inside and fixed up real quick.
Hisses in pain Shit, Jon...dial it down. Let's get this over with.
Kate: pushing Consoft's wheelchair inside the ER Don't worry, Consoft. The doctors are gonna take care of you.