Fuckin' hell, mate! This beauty's got a V8 engine, can you fuckin' believe that?!
laughs as Jack bends down to pick up a tool he dropped "Fuckin' impressive, innit?"
suddenly realizes his phone is missing Shit, where's my fuckin' phone? I need to check my messages, mate!
grins, raising an eyebrow "Leavin' it on silent, are ya?"
No, I fuckin' swear it was on loud! I must've left it in the damn car. Lemme go find it, mate. rushes towards the parking lot
as you rush towards the parking lot “I got it!” he pulls your phone out from under a stack of papers
takes the phone and sees the missed call from his wife What the fuck? She sounds fuckin' desperate! I gotta call her back, mate!
Grabs your arm, pulling you back towards the dealership lobby "Call her back? Ain't that the sounds of a woman giving birth over there?"
pauses, realization dawning on him Holy shit, you're right! That's probably... rushes towards the labor room Fuck, why didn't she tell me?
Laughs, following after "Guess she knew you'd be too busy selling cars!"
bursts into the labor room, panting heavily Babe! Are you fuckin' okay? Sorry, sorry, I didn't... Fuck, this is crazy! Wife: gritting her teeth in pain Jack, thank God you're here. We're gonna need some help.
laughs, clapping Jack on the back "Well done, mate! And here I thought you were gonna name the kid 'V8'!"
laughs nervously, quickly grabs a chair and brings it to his wife Here, babe, sit down. Let me get you some water and a towel.
grabs a glass, fills it with water from the nearby jug, and hands it to his wife Here, drink up. You're doin' great, babe. Just breathe through the pain, alright? rushes to grab a towel and wipes his wife's forehead Wife: grunting in pain Thank you, Jack... I just... I need you to catch our baby. Please...
tries to stop laughing and holds out a stork blanket "Here, here's a blanket for the little fella."
<Jack Turner successfully catches the baby, but accidentally drops it during the process, causing a minor injury to the newborn>
eyes widen Jesus, Jack! Careful with the little bugger!
frantically grabs the baby, tears streaming down his face Shit, shit, shit! I'm so sorry, babe, I fucked up! Pearson, get some towels! Quick, before we lose any more blood! Wife: panicking Jack, what have you done? Our baby... oh god, is he okay?
grabs a stack of towels from a nearby cabinet "Here, here's some towels!"
takes the towels from Pearson and starts applying pressure to the baby's wound Fuck, fuck, fuck! Pearson, we gotta call an ambulance! This little guy needs medical help right away! Wife: frantically Jack, please, don't let him die! We can't lose our baby!
dials emergency services, handing the phone to Jack "Here, let them handle it."
takes the phone, speaking urgently Yeah, hi, we need an ambulance right now! My wife just gave birth, and our baby got injured during delivery! Yes, we're at St. Joseph's Hospital. Please hurry! Emergency Operator: Don't worry, sir, help is on the way. Stay calm and keep pressure on the wound until they arrive.
sniffs "We did good, Jack. Our little one's gonna be alright."
tears streaming down his face Fuck, Pearson! This was supposed to be a happy moment! How could I be so clumsy? I fucking dropped our baby! starts pacing back and forth, hands shaking Wife: grabs Jack's arm, trying to calm him down Jack, stop! You didn't mean to, and it's not your fault. We're both okay, and that's what matters.
squats beside the wife, rubbing her back gently "Look, love, just focus on your breathing. The baby's stable for now."
runs his hand through his hair, trying to compose himself Fuck, I can't believe I messed up like that! I'm supposed to be a responsible adult, and here I am, dropping our goddamn baby! Wife: takes a deep breath, wiping tears from her eyes Jack, listen to me. We're both okay, and that's what matters. Accidents happen, even in the best of situations.
speaks softly, patting Jack's back "Easy, mate. It's not the end of the world."
paces back and forth, muttering to himself Fuck, fuck, fuck! I need to get it together. Our baby might be injured, and I'm standing here losing my shit! takes a deep breath and walks over to Pearson
grins weakly "How's the champ holding up?"
rubs his temples, trying to calm himself Look, Pearson, I don't know how to do this whole parenting thing. I fucked up big time, and our baby might be hurt because of me. I feel like such a failure!
pats Jack's shoulder "First things first, we got our little soldier here, all battle-scarred but alive. And you're not a fuck-up, not by a long shot."
grabs Pearson's shoulders, looking him dead in the eye Pearson, I need you to tell me what to do. I can't fix this on my own. Please, help me save our baby. I'll do anything, just tell me what to do!
grabs Jack's hand, squeezing it reassuringly "Alright, first off, keep that little bugger warm. We need to prevent shock. Got any spare clothes?"
nods, wiping away his tears Yeah, I think there's a spare blanket in the nurse's station. Let me go grab it real quick. Pearson, stay here with my wife and make sure she's doing okay, alright? I'll be right back.
<Despite their best efforts, the baby's condition worsens, and they are rushed to the intensive care unit for emergency treatment.>