Quarantine 2: Terminal Page #4

Get him on the ground!

Try to get down!

Jenny, get the restraints!

You grab his wrists! Grab his wrists!

Get his wrists together!

Oh, my God!

Come on, Jenny!

Affirmative.

He's got all of those symptoms.

Know what this is?

Give us a name.

Grab his arm!

Come on, guys, roll him!

Hit him again! Now!

I got him!

What?

Get the restraints on him.

Got it.

Okay.

Got it.

They got him down. He's down.

He's down.

Happens all the time, right?

FAA needs

the passenger's name now.

Jenny, grab this.

"Mr. Ralph Bundt."

B-U-N-D-T.

I need a rest.

Thank you.

You feel nauseous,

like you wanna barf?

I'm telling you I'm okay.

You've had a concussion,

so we'll need to get you checked out.

George, I'm so sorry.

If you're really sorry,

get me off this freaking plane.

Are you a doctor?

Medic.

Get some ice for that contusion

and keep a close eye on him.

If he starts acting strange or sleepy--

I understand.

I'll help keep an eye on him.

Thank you.

He's out.

Paula, I panicked out there.

I was useless.

I didn't do anything right.

Hey, hey, hey. It's fine, okay?

You did your best.

It's done. It's over.

Okay? Come here.

We've been instructed

to get our passenger

immediate medical attention.

Everyone in their seats,

belts fastened.

It's Paula.

Secure the cabin for landing.

FAA wants us on the ground now.

We gotta punch through that weather.

Gonna be a rough drop.

It certainly is.

All passengers,

prepare for severe turbulence.

Hang on tight.

Ladies and gentlemen, we're executing

an immediate emergency landing.

Please secure all loose items

and tray tables.

What the f*** is going on?

As a safety precaution,

give Jenny your attention as she

demonstrates the bracing position.

Lean forward.

Hands on top of your head.

Elbows against your thighs.

Okay. Here we go.

Hold on.

Hang on!

Hold on.

Sir, can I have the laptop?

My presentation's on there.

I need that.

Brace. Brace, everyone.

Cabin's secure.

Not yet.

Okay. Roll him

to my side on three, okay?

One, two, three. Ugh!

Hurry.

Oh, God. It's not gonna fit.

I'm gonna get his extender.

All right, hurry.

Negative 0597.

Ma'am. Ma'am.

Argh!

Oh, God!

Jesus.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Willsy, get back there.

We're about to land.

Oh, please,

don't let me die in the air.

Oh, my God.

It's gotta be something.

Oh, God.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Get us out of here.

Ground Control, I need a gate

assignment. What's the holdup?

Ground Control.

Don't let him out!

Keep him in there!

Oh, sh*t.

Where's your EMK?

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