Toxin Page #5

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- [Dean] Rhonda.

- [Mandy] Are you insane?

- You saw her come at me.

- [Rhonda] (gasps)

- [Izzy] Rhonda. Rhonda.

Travis, what did you do?

- [Travis] I did what I had to.

- It was under control.

- It didn't look that way.

- Travis, you're an idiot, man.

- [Dean] Oh, Rhonda.

- [Ricky] She's dead.

Is she dead?

- Get a sheet.

- Oh, don't dude.

Come on, man.

- Get a sheet.

- [Travis] It was self-defense.

Right?

Guys?

- (cries)

- Give me your phones.

Give me your phones, come on.

- I don't have mine.

- Come on, Izz.

- Now you listen to me.

You run as fast as you can

until you get through to 9-1 -1,

do you hear me?

- Travis, please, just go.

- Go.

- (cries)

(rapid footsteps)

- Where are you going?

- Her sister's getting

married in June.

- I know this is hard.

- (cries)

- There is no

getting around that.

Rhonda's not the first

friend that I've lost.

And there will be time

for mourning later,

but right now we've

got to focus on

getting out of here, okay?

That's what she'd want.

(birds crowing)

- (coughs) (pants)

Come on.

Come on. Oh.

Yes! Yes.

- [Renner] 9-1-1 operator.

What is your emergency?

- We need help.

- Grandma, I need you to stay

put until I come and get you.

- Oh?

- Okay?

- Okay.

- Can you do that for me?

- Yes.

Yes.

- Any sign of Travis yet?

- No, not yet.

- I'm going to have to go.

- [Ricky] Oh, wait, no,

no. Here he is, here he is.

Come on, what's the deal?

- [Travis] Help's on the way.

- [Ricky] Thank, god.

- [Travis] (sighs)

- [Dean] Nice job.

- Yeah.

How's about a little love?

- (sighs)

- [Ricky] Izzy, he's

just compensating.

Really?

- (cries)

(soft piano)

(moves to dramatic music)

(sniffs)

(gasps)

(cries)

I'm gonna end up

just like Rhonda.

- What happened?

Oh no, Izzy.

- You'll be fine, Izz.

- [Izzy] No, I won't.

- [Mandy] Izzy, you

got at least five hours

before it gets to

that point, okay?

Help is on the

way, right, Travis?

- What'd they say, Travis?

- An hour. Tops.

- Hey, you hear that, Izz?

It's going to be okay.

- Let's go for a walk.

Yeah?

- (cries)

- (sighs) I'm scared.

- Izz, look at me.

I'm not going to leave you.

I'm not going to let

anything happen to you.

- Promise?

- Promise.

- (sighs)

- [Mandy] Let's see, a

virus can spread through

the exchange of bodily

fluids or transfer of blood.

(sighs)

- What is that?

- [Mandy] What?

- [Dean] What the hell?

(suspenseful music)

- [Izzy] Where's the help?

You said they should be here.

Somebody should be here.

- [Travis] Izzy!

- Where is everybody?

- It'll be,

everything will be...

- What?

- Nothing.

You're, you're beautiful.

- Travis, now is not the time.

(gasps)

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