Transitioned JT’s door opening to the doors of the hospital opening. The Block’s are walking into the hospital, Dakota walking decisively faster and staring forward. The two begin walking different paths.

Dakota:
Good bye Bill.

Bill:
Don’t you mean, “see you later”.

Dakota:
Of course.

Bill turns to a patient.

Joe: (slaps Bills hand)
Hey, what’s up doc?

Bill wipes his hand off on his suit jacket.

Joe:
The little lady’s lookin’ pretty good there, I gotta say. Looks like she could suck the bend out of a river. I’m kiddin’, heh! (shows arm to Bill) Take a look at that shit.

Bill:
What happened to your arm?

Joe:
Well, uh… I got bit.
Bill: (puts on glasses to examine)
Bit? Bit by what?

Joe:
Well, if I told you, you probably wouldn’t believe me. Do I need some bactine or something?

Slight transition into a patient room. Bill presses a large cotton swab on Joe’s wound, to which he shudders. Dr. Felix can be seen in the background looking at pictures of similar wounds on a computer screen.

Joe:
Can’t you just… Sew it up?

Bill:
Well, normally I would. I’d even be doing something to stop the bleeding. The only problem is, this one doesn’t bleed.

Dr. Felix:
Oh, shit. Check this out. When this was still a military hospital, this one guy came back from Iraq with this.

All the men look at the computer screen, which shows a man’s genetalia pussing and charred over. Joe again shudders.

Dr. Felix:
Chronic herpetic lesions. When he urinated, it came out through all these little holes here, kind of like a fountain.

Joe:
Oh, Jesus. Well how’d you treat it?

Both doctors in unison make a chopping method, implying it needed to be severed.
Joe:
Fuck that. I was never in Iraq.

Dr. Felix:
Good for you. The shit they spread around there you wouldn’t believe. I swear to God. I’ve got these Iraqi eyeballs a friend of mine brought back to do some studies on. Incredible. They were completely milked over. Mustard gas, it does that to your eyes. Actually I still have those in my fridge.

While Dr. Felix is talking, Bill is seen checking his own heart rate and putting a thermometer in his mouth to check his temperature.

Bill:
Bot’s fly, do you think?

Dr. Felix:
Chronic viral ulcerative lesion. That looks like gout.

Joe again shudders, Joe checks thermometer then places it back into his own mouth. He then removes another thermometer from Joe’s mouth to check his temperature.

BIll:
He’s running a temperature of 105.

Joe:
Is that bad?

Bill:
It’s high.

Dr. Felix:
Bad would be 108. You could have a seizure, go psychotic. And probably die.
Bill:
Say “ahh”

Joe: (opens mouth and sticks tongue out, which has lesions on it)
Ahh.

Joe:
Oh! Jesus!

Dr. Felix:
Oh, nice. Black abscessed tongue. All abscesses should be drained, period.

Bill puts on a latex glove, Joe continues to stick his tongue out. Joe then moves his glasses to his forehead and leans in, squeezing one of the abscesses.

Joe: (with tongue out)
What are you doing?

Bill:
Shut up, Joe.

Bill’s glasses fall back down onto his nose and covering his eyes. He squeezes one of the abscesses and it squirts onto the lens of his glasses. Bill slowly rolls his chair over to a telephone.

Bill:
Baby… Get the needles.

Dakota is now seen in a separate room, preparing syringes.

Dakota:
Be right there.

Bill: (over the speaker)
Right. Now.

Dakota:
Asshole.

Dakota has a strap on her thigh that has multiple syringes attached, like a holster. Meanwhile she has a pack of the same type of syringes that she’s carrying.

Bill:
It’s spreading.

Dr. Felix:
Holy shit.

Bill:
When did you say you got this bite?

Joe:
Just now.

Bill:
See this? This shows advanced stages of gangrene and epidermal rot. And this over here--

Joe:
Advanced rot?

Bill:
--shows the swelling of tissues and the lack of any type of circulation. See, you’re telling me that you just got this bite?

Joe:
Yeah, just like a half hour ago.

Bill:
What I’m seeing here is a deep impact wound with several virals and secondary bacterials, and that, by the accumulation of den***d tissue around the incision marks, indicates that you’ve had this bite for over 14 days.

Dr. Felix:
Uh, uh, at least 14 days.

Bill:
Could that be possible?

Joe:
14 days? No way, I mean, well… What is today?

Bill: (checks his own pulse again)
Today’s Wednesday. The 15th. Of April.

Joe:
Aw, hell. Can’t I just get a tetanus shot or something?

Bill: (inserts another thermometer into his own mouth)
We gotta lose the arm, Joe.

Joe:
Lose the arm? What do you mean, lose the arm? My arm?

Bill:
It’s spreading all the way up to your shoulder. Now if we don’t sever (makes another chopping motion) that arm now, it’s gonna take over your chest, and we can’t very well cut that off, can we?

Joe:
Well, shouldn’t I get a second opinion?

Dakota instantly walks forward towards Joe.

Dakota:
Hi, Joe. I’m going to give you a very strong anesthetic, so you don’t feel anything during the procedure. These… are my friends. (taps on her three syringes) My yellow friend, is just to take the sting off (Dakota injects Joe), My blue friend you’ll barely feel (Dakota injects Joe with the second syringe) That means my yellow friend is already taking effect. See how fast my friends work? (In a distorted voice) And after my red-headed friend… You’ll never see me again.

Joe drools and then falls backwards onto his bed

Dr. Felix:
They all react differently.