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Let's hear something

old-school.

How 'bout I kick out

a few tunes

from our favorite

Austrian melody maker,

Franz Schubert.

Not that old-school.

Iggy Pop! Iggy Pop!

Teddy, you can

listen to Iggy on your iPod.

But nothing after 1978.

You understand me, young

man? TEDDY:
Yes, sir.

Well, I choose

Ludwig van Beethoven.

Surprise.

I've always wondered if

Mom and Dad were disappointed

that I didn't turn out

more like them.

I tried Io. I mean, Mom and

I went to all of Dad's shows.

Dad's

band was called Nasty Bruises.

Embarrassing, I know.

They were what you might

call "big" in our town.

And for a while, everyone

though:
they might get bigger.

That was my preschool.

But then one day

in second grade.

I wanna play it.

Cellos are crazy expensive.

So, I borrowed

a crappy one from school.

Mom and Dad found a student

from a local college to teach me.

And I rehearsed

day and night.

I couldn't get enough.

I love her.

But I'm about ready

to stab my eyeballs out.

This is exactly why

I could never procreate.

Amen, sister.

MUN. I loved the order.

The structure.

But what realty hooked me was

that feeling I got in my chest.

It's like my heart was

beating with the cello.

Dude.

She's been at it

since this afternoon.

You want me to tell her

to hang it up for the night?

No.

You go in there you'd probably

get clubbed with a bow.

I wouldn't risk it.

Iwonderwhere

she gets that from.

Ah, new, guys may musk:

was reasons.

To get laid and

because they got rage.

But mostly to get laid.

Well, that's probably

not her motivation.

No. Exactly.

She's not doing it

to get anything.

Shes just doing it

out of pure...

We made that.

The next day, Dad

came home with a present.

A cello of my very own.

Isn't it amazing how fife

is one thing and then,

in an instant,

ii becomes something else?

Like here I am, Mia.

The girl who thinks

about the cello and Adam

and whether a letter

is waiting for me at home.

And just like that...

Get some cribbing

in there. Support those columns.

We need a full

spinal immobilization.

Hello?

Our resources

are good right now.

Excuse me!

Sir, excuse me?

Hello?

Mom.

Teddy!

Dad!

We have foreshortening

in this left leg.

EMT 22 Yeah.

Do you wanna get

a tube in her now?

Just grab

the Ambu bag for now.

No!

Wake up!

Wake up.

Wake up.

Go, one, two, three.

Let's move. Her

Glasgow Coma's at a seven.

Tell Portland lo have

a trauma team ready.

Glasgow Coma? Why do

you need a trauma team?

One female, late teens, critical,

en route lo Portland now.

One 8-year-old male,

conscious.

MIA; Mom! Dad!

Teddy!

Let's go, Demetri.

Hang in there, baby.

We'll be in Portland soon.

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