Winged Creatures

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Stop! Why do you have

you your own fries.

Howard...

- Shut up, stop!

Howard? Who's Howard?

Oh Howard? She loves the Lexus loving,

grunge, poser, pathetic, slave,

juvenile delinquent Midge who said "I happened

to splat her at paint ball last week".

Oh my God!

Oh, great, thanks.

- I'll be right there.

Thanks.

- You're welcome.

Ma'am!

- Jen?

Okay, I know.

OK, I know that 10 minutes ago,

but there's nobody here, it's dead.

Thanks.

Hey you, can you hear Mommy?

I love you.

I love you.

Okay, my battery's gone, so.

Can you say bye?

Bye!

I'm sorry, what can I get ya.

Yes, the special, no mayo.

And if it's got no sugar, an Ice Tea. - Okay.

On second thoughts, I'm

gonna take the mayo, and ah...

An Ice Tea. Got the coupon.

Congratulations, lucky number 7.

This is for when you pay.

Down, come on get down!

Jimmy!

What's this?

You guys are running late.

Shooter, customer.

We lost them both on the way.

We have to keep going on this one

Another one was dead on the scene,

a busboy, went straight to the locker.

I was just there, 20 minutes ago.

- Come on, scrub in.

Find your perfect place.

It's easy, at Remax. com.

Nobody sells more Real Estate than Remax

Hey Jimmy, how you doing, man?

From our lips to his ear.

In the language of our inmost longings.

We humbly pray.

Hey Jimmy, I'm Ron.

It's my job to talk to people after upsetting

experiences like accidents or crimes.

The doctor who examined you thinks maybe

we should get to know each other.

I hear you're not saying much.

Will you talk to me?

Can you shake your head yes or no?

Will you write down your answers

if I ask you a few questions?

When you want to figure out how you

feel about what happened will you see me.

Light superficial trauma,

repercussion when you fell.

You may sleep a few days straight.

Have some blurs and blanks.

One thing is sure.

You were some kind of lucky.

Beyond lucky.

Come on, let's call it

- No, no, wait.

Sh*t nicked an artery.

Looks like a bone fracture in the aorta.

Clamp... start over here.

There's nothing to clamp.

There never was.

Honey!

Oh my God!

Don't cry Mum.

Don't cry.

I'm so sorry.

It's different odds down here.

No-one wins them all.

Went the extra mile... and a half.

You did your best.

By now authorities still are

officially searching for motives

Meanwhile here in Baird

Community Hospital...

The gunman has been

declared dead on arrival.

One victim in critical condition

is said to be airlifted.

And the hospital says

it's emergency...

Miss Davenport?

- I gave it already... my statement?

I'm not police, I'm with the

County mental health department.

Are you the doctor? - No but the hospital

contracts with us in these cases.

So...

I tried to call out, but the

battery on my phone died.

It's not your fault.

It's normal to feel that way.

No, I know that.

In the next few days and weeks you

may experience a lot of new feelings.

Including loss of sleep even appetite.

There's a list.

Every day life may feel different.

You might start to remember things

that you really don't want to, Carla.

I'm sorry, can I call you Carla?

Wait a minute, eh...

You got these printed out before, in

case something like that happens?

And then you give them out after?

That's not important.

It's that if you need to talk, you can.

About how you're feeling.

To you?

Yes.

Excuse me, can we speak

with you for a second?

You were at the scene right?

- Aha, that's right, I was.

Well, were you hurt at all ma'am?

- No, not myself...

But you lost somebody in the family,

someone that you know? - No, but...

Excuse me!

Police continue to deflect questions

about their investigation,

while citizens struggle to reclaim

the notion of a town that was.

Re-constructive time-line of the actual moments

when life and death hung in the balance,

in the blink of an eye,

ordinary townspeople...

Carla, you drove here?

- I took a bus from the hospital.

We saw it, thank god you're OK

You saw it?

I guess I did. I tried to call Al.

We didn't know where to call, I told

Scott to call the police but he said no.

best to wait for word in these

situation, I can't help but think,

five minutes later and my

Scott would have been there.

Are you OK now?

- I guess a feel a little bit...

Thank god. That's what I say. When I saw those

girls on TV and that one who's father died.

You don't have a scratch on you,

just you know, Thank God!

What's wrong with you?

- He's been a little like cranky.

I guess I'll see you at the diner tomorrow.

- Tomorrow? It won't be open tomorrow.

Good idea! Whatever.

Just call us any time, we'll pick him anytime.

It's gonna be OK.

- Thanks.

And you're the hundredth customer

this month, a free bike helmet.

Anne, honey, what is it?

What're you doing out here?

Let's just get you back inside.

We've got something to help you sleep.

Okay baby, just come with me.

Any luck reaching him on the cell phone?

- Nothing.

If you don't mind I just have a

few questions I want to go over?

Are you sure your father didn't know

anyone else at the scene, a Mr. Hagen?

Mr. Carline?

Not absolutely sure.

I don't know.

And between you, any recent problems?

My dad took us in after my divorce.

No questions, so, no, no problems.

You're not aware of any bad things

anywhere, business gone wrong?

You need a hand with that?

- No, thanks.

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