RoboCop Page #4

- All right, look out.

- Turn around, man.

Hey, brave boy! Hey, over here!

- I'm outta ammo.

- Me too.

Hey, Clarence, he's still alive.

Does it hurt? Does it hurt?

OK. Fun's over.

OK, let's get outta here.

Good night, sweet prince.

Hey, wait up, wait up, wait up.

Murphy.

Let's get him over here.

- The ventilator. Get the mask.

- Get him into OR4.

Easy, easy.

Slow down now. Slow down.

OK, get the door.

- Let me get pressure.

- Good. Mask him.

Got a pressure of 60 Pel.

We're gonna have to intubate this guy.

OK. We got it in. Breath sounds?

- You're in.

- Other side.

- OK. Let's get the MAST trousers out.

- Get the clothes off.

Prep him for a central line.

Let's get some blood drawn.

Type and crossing, six units.

- His pressure's dropping.

- OK.

I've got a central line in.

Get the pressure back.

Can you do that, Dad?

I really have to tell you something.

I've got 40 Pel.

- Michelle, we're flat here.

- V-fib.

OK, we gotta shock him.

Let's go ahead and

blow up the MAST trousers.

Stand clear.

Coarse V-fib. Let's shock him again.

Clear.

- Flatline.

- Let's go. Intracardiac epinephrine.

- Let's go.

- OK.

- All right, it's in.

- There's no pulse.

All right. Let's shock

the flatline, then let's quit.

Everybody, clear!

All right, I think that's all we can do.

Let's call it. What's the time?

- It's sharp.

- Yeah, it's startin' to roll.

Ah... sh*t!

Bring in the LED.

Lock it down.

- He's on.

- What's the story?

We were able to save the left arm.

What? I thought we agreed on total

body prosthesis. Lose the arm, OK?

Jesus, Morton.

- Can he understand me?

- Doesn't matter. We'll blank his memory.

I think we should lose the arm.

What do you think?

He signed release forms when

he joined the force. He's legally dead.

We can do pretty much what we want to.

Lose the arm.

Shut him down. Prep him for surgery.

The entire outer skin will be like this.

It's titanium, laminated with Kevlar.

Go ahead. Shake his hand.

Do you come here often?

Ow! God! He's got a helluva grip.

It's 400 foot-pounds.

He could crush every bone in your hand.

All right, attach it to his shoulder.

I like that.

You are gonna be a bad motherf***er.

Hey, look! Look! He's watching us!

Hi! Happy New Year.

This is for you.

Happy New Year.

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Come on, come on.

It's for you.

Go, Robo.

I'm what you call a repeat offender.

I repeat, I will offend again.

I get my orders from a higher source.

Shut up, a**hole.

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