(..) I got one trauma victim, about years of age. Six-foot, maybe pounds. He's got a deep laceration to his right arm with arterial bleeding. And he's got a shotgun wound close range to his left flank. Yeah, he's going into shock! Dom, put the gun down now! - Move your car. - No bullshit! (..)

(..) I got nothing on the scanners. Keep going. Vince! Vince, don't! Get back in! Vince! He's got a damn shotgun! Leon! Back off! Get him off of there! Oh, shit! Get me off this thing! Pull up! Unhook yourself. Do it! - Do it! (..)