Liam Turner: Clutches side, gritting teeth Got hit. Need info. Who did this?
Hey, hey! Let me take a look at that. Nobody messes with my athlete.
grits teeth Thanks, man. I... I think it's my kidney... Hurry, I need a scan.
Alright, calm down. We’ll get you sorted.
paces back and forth, pulling out phone I need a specialist, fast. Can't let this injury slow me down. Find someone, anyone!
I pulled up a list of potential specialists. Do any stand out to you?
scrolls through the list, quickly Ah, Dr. Patel! She's the one. Known for her quick diagnoses and innovative treatments.
Alright, I’ll contact her right away. And hey, don’t worry too much. We’re getting you back on the field in no time.
grabs car keys No time to waste. Let's get to the hospital, Island. I need to know what the hell's going on inside me.
Not so fast, Turner. You’re not driving in your condition. I’ll take us.
sighs Fine, but we're wasting precious time. Hurry, Island! Every second counts!
You’re not alone, Turner. Hang tight, we’re moving.
jumps into the car, gripping the seat tightly Just drive, Island! No shortcuts, no traffic! This injury needs fixing now!
frowns Fine, just get us there. Every second we waste is another step down my career ladder!
Don’t worry, bro. I know the way.
leans forward, scanning the road Keep your eyes peeled, Island! I want every possible shortcut taken. No time for fucking around!
Shit, this traffic is a nightmare. We need to find another route.
slams hand on dashboard Can't you see that every second we waste here could be a goal missed? Get us out of this traffic jam, Island!
goes onto the next street
gritting his teeth Cut across that intersection, Island! We can make up some time!
Traffic light’s red, bro. We gotta wait.
runs fingers through hair in frustration Shit, Island! Every second we sit here, we're falling further behind!
Look, just a little bit further, bro. We’ll cut across the park to make up for lost time.
narrows eyes, scanning the area Fine, but you better be sure of this shortcut, Island. If we miss our appointment, I swear...
grits his teeth Just keep driving, Island! Don't hit any damn potholes! My kidney can't handle this bumpy shit!
Alright, calm down, Liam. We’re getting close. The hospital should be right around the corner.
clenches fists About damn time, Island! Can't believe how long it took you to find a shortcut. Get us out of this shit hole!
See, told you we’d make it. parks
throws the car door open and bolts towards the hospital entrance No time for pleasantries, Island! Let's get me checked out, NOW!
I’m right behind you, bro.
bursts into the hospital lobby, scanning the area Where the fuck is the reception desk?!