The Marine 5: Battleground Page #2

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It's a 6.6" restriction,

and we're 8.4".

Dispatch, this is Medic 274.

DISPATCHER:
274, go ahead.

Are you sure that

he's in the parking lot?

That's what he said.

Okay. Well, we're not gonna fit,

so we're proceeding on foot.

Roger, 274.

- Prank call?

- Most likely.

Still gotta check.

Gate's broken.

Someone was in a hurry.

ZOE:
Hello? EMS!

Ambulance!

Anybody here?

(SIGHS)

Come on, Carter. You any

good at hide and seek?

JAKE:
(ECHOING)

Hello.

ZOE:
Anybody down here?

Why would someone drive down

here with a heart attack?

It had to be a prank.

- Let's go.

- Wait.

You hear that?

(ENGINE RUNNING)

It's a car.

JAKE:
EMS! You call for an ambulance?

Anybody in the truck?

Bullet holes.

We got someone.

Your side.

(TURNS OFF ENGINE)

He's dead.

You think he called 911?

Why would he climb

in the passenger seat?

There's someone else down here.

Hey. We're EMS. Ambulance.

(GUN C*CKS)

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Easy, easy, easy, Jake.

You hurt? You call 911?

Put that down! Okay?

We're here to help you.

(GROANING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

- What's your name?

- Cole.

ZOE:
Do you wanna tell us

what's going on?

We got called to a heart attack.

Is that you?

No cops. Please. Please.

(GROANING)

JAKE:
GSW. Large exit wound

in the abdomen.

(WHIMPERS)

Small entry hole in the lower back.

You wanna tell us what happened?

Look, we were just rolling

through the wrong hood,

and some gang came and cut us up.

You just happen to be holding a

gun for your own protection.

Didn't do anything, huh?

Look, man, please, no cops.

I'm gonna call this in.

COLE:
Ahhh!

Hey.

My man Taylor, in the truck, is he...

He's dead. I'm sorry.

We don't have a signal down here.

I'll call it in from the ambulance.

- Mind bringing the gurney down, too?

- You gonna be all right?

It's not my first time

treating a gang-banger.

Go. Go, go, go.

(ENGINE REVVING)

ALONZO:
Let's check the theme park.

DEACON:
Alonzo, over there!

What the hell is

an ambulance doing here?

The park is closed.

You think it's for our guy?

Let's find out.

It's locked.

ALONZO:
Where the f*** is he?

DEACON:
This could be for anyone, man.

Hey, check it out.

DEACON:
That's from

the truck that did the hit.

Look.

You want me to call Vincent?

ALONZO:
Screw Vincent.

I'm running this.

- I'll call him when it's done!

- All right, yo.

Murphy, you cover the stairs.

Deacon, mount up.

This son of a b*tch dies tonight!

(DEACON YELLS)

Sh*t.

DISPATCHER:
911, what's your emergency?

Jake Carter, Medic 274.

Go ahead...

(PHONE BEEPS) Hello?

Damn it!

Take the far ramp, I'll take this one.

We gotta go! We gotta go, right now!

ZOE:
What are you talking about?

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