[Skye almost runs over Morris]
Morris: Jesus Christ! Christ, are you okay? Where are your shoes?
Skye Riley: I don't have any. Here, take this.
Morris: Why do you have a gun?
Skye Riley: Just take it! Hey! If this theory of yours doesn't work or you see me change and start smiling, shoot me in the head.
Morris: Whoa, whoa, hold on!
Skye Riley: Hey! You need to stop it, no matter what.
Morris: We're going to.
Skye Riley: Promise me!
Morris: All right! All right, I promise I'll shoot you.
Skye Riley: How do we stop my heart? [They enter a building]
Morris: Sorry I haven't done anything about the lights.
Skye Riley: Is this a Pizza Hut?
Morris: It's the only thing I could find for lease on short notice that had a large enough freezer.
Skye Riley: Why do we need a freezer?
Morris: For your brain.
Skye Riley: ****.
Morris: Once we stop your heart, your brain stops receiving oxygen. Normally, necrosis sets in immediately. You'd have two minutes maybe before permanent brain damage occurs, but if we bring your body temperature down far enough, we can delay the process, giving us up to nine minutes before permanent damage. We need to make sure this thing isn't able to hang around. And... I I like our odds with nine minutes better than two. [He opens freezer and puts a cinder block between the door so it doesn't close] The freezer door latch is broken. If it closes all the way, it can't be opened from the inside. Here. Change into this. [Hands her a hospital gown she takes off her hoodie revealing her shirt is covered in blood] Jesus, that's a lot of blood! Are--Are the cops gonna be looking for you?
Skye Riley: I don't know. Let's just do this.
Morris: Once your body temperature drops low enough, I will inject you with a drug that will cause your heart to start slowing down until it stops.
Skye Riley: How long will it take?
Morris: It's critical you reach flatline as fast as possible. So I'll need to inject it directly into your internal jugular. After 30 seconds... you'll be dead.
Skye Riley: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Jugular, like in my neck? Let me see the needle. [He shows her the syringe] What the ****, man?
Morris: I know. Sorry. Lie down here.
Skye Riley: [Lies down on the table] Oh, my God. I'm so **** cold.
Morris: That's the idea. I'll be monitoring your heart rate. The moment you flatline, all start a timer for eight minutes. Once the timer is up, I will inject a dose of adrenaline into your heart and start CPR resuscitation.
Skye Riley: I can't believe I might die in the freezer of a **** Pizza Hut.
Morris: I promise I'm gonna bring you back.
Skye Riley: Morris? I'm sorry about your brother. I know that's why you're doing this. Thank you for helping me.
Morris: Can I ask what made you change your mind?
Skye Riley: Every good thing in my life... ends up broken because of me. I hurt everything and everyone I touch. It doesn't matter what happens to me anymore. But I will not let this **** thing... use me to hurt anyone else. [Morris holds out a thermometer]
Morris: Put this in your mouth. Don't move. I just have to get something.
Skye Riley: Wait. Where--Where are you going? Wait.
Morris: Jesus Christ! Christ, are you okay? Where are your shoes?
Skye Riley: I don't have any. Here, take this.
Morris: Why do you have a gun?
Skye Riley: Just take it! Hey! If this theory of yours doesn't work or you see me change and start smiling, shoot me in the head.
Morris: Whoa, whoa, hold on!
Skye Riley: Hey! You need to stop it, no matter what.
Morris: We're going to.
Skye Riley: Promise me!
Morris: All right! All right, I promise I'll shoot you.
Skye Riley: How do we stop my heart? [They enter a building]
Morris: Sorry I haven't done anything about the lights.
Skye Riley: Is this a Pizza Hut?
Morris: It's the only thing I could find for lease on short notice that had a large enough freezer.
Skye Riley: Why do we need a freezer?
Morris: For your brain.
Skye Riley: ****.
Morris: Once we stop your heart, your brain stops receiving oxygen. Normally, necrosis sets in immediately. You'd have two minutes maybe before permanent brain damage occurs, but if we bring your body temperature down far enough, we can delay the process, giving us up to nine minutes before permanent damage. We need to make sure this thing isn't able to hang around. And... I I like our odds with nine minutes better than two. [He opens freezer and puts a cinder block between the door so it doesn't close] The freezer door latch is broken. If it closes all the way, it can't be opened from the inside. Here. Change into this. [Hands her a hospital gown she takes off her hoodie revealing her shirt is covered in blood] Jesus, that's a lot of blood! Are--Are the cops gonna be looking for you?
Skye Riley: I don't know. Let's just do this.
Morris: Once your body temperature drops low enough, I will inject you with a drug that will cause your heart to start slowing down until it stops.
Skye Riley: How long will it take?
Morris: It's critical you reach flatline as fast as possible. So I'll need to inject it directly into your internal jugular. After 30 seconds... you'll be dead.
Skye Riley: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Jugular, like in my neck? Let me see the needle. [He shows her the syringe] What the ****, man?
Morris: I know. Sorry. Lie down here.
Skye Riley: [Lies down on the table] Oh, my God. I'm so **** cold.
Morris: That's the idea. I'll be monitoring your heart rate. The moment you flatline, all start a timer for eight minutes. Once the timer is up, I will inject a dose of adrenaline into your heart and start CPR resuscitation.
Skye Riley: I can't believe I might die in the freezer of a **** Pizza Hut.
Morris: I promise I'm gonna bring you back.
Skye Riley: Morris? I'm sorry about your brother. I know that's why you're doing this. Thank you for helping me.
Morris: Can I ask what made you change your mind?
Skye Riley: Every good thing in my life... ends up broken because of me. I hurt everything and everyone I touch. It doesn't matter what happens to me anymore. But I will not let this **** thing... use me to hurt anyone else. [Morris holds out a thermometer]
Morris: Put this in your mouth. Don't move. I just have to get something.
Skye Riley: Wait. Where--Where are you going? Wait.
[ Skye almost runs over Morris ]
Morris : Jesus Christ! Christ, are you okay? Where are your shoes?
Skye Riley : I don't have any. Here, take this.
Morris : Why do you have a gun?
Skye Riley : Just take it! Hey! If this theory of yours doesn't work or you see me change and start smiling, shoot me in the head.
Morris : Whoa, whoa, hold on!
Skye Riley : Hey! You need to stop it, no matter what.
Morris : We're going to.
Skye Riley : Promise me!
Morris : All right! All right, I promise I'll shoot you.
Skye Riley : How do we stop my heart? [ They enter a building ]
Morris : Sorry I haven't done anything about the lights.
Skye Riley : Is this a Pizza Hut?
Morris : It's the only thing I could find for lease on short notice that had a large enough freezer.
Skye Riley : Why do we need a freezer?
Morris : For your brain.
Skye Riley : ****.
Morris : Once we stop your heart, your brain stops receiving oxygen. Normally, necrosis sets in immediately. You'd have two minutes maybe before permanent brain damage occurs, but if we bring your body temperature down far enough, we can delay the process, giving us up to nine minutes before permanent damage. We need to make sure this thing isn't able to hang around. And... I I like our odds with nine minutes better than two. [ He opens freezer and puts a cinder block between the door so it doesn't close ] The freezer door latch is broken. If it closes all the way, it can't be opened from the inside. Here. Change into this. [ Hands her a hospital gown she takes off her hoodie revealing her shirt is covered in blood ] Jesus, that's a lot of blood! Are--Are the cops gonna be looking for you?
Skye Riley : I don't know. Let's just do this.
Morris : Once your body temperature drops low enough, I will inject you with a drug that will cause your heart to start slowing down until it stops.
Skye Riley : How long will it take?
Morris : It's critical you reach flatline as fast as possible. So I'll need to inject it directly into your internal jugular. After 30 seconds... you'll be dead.
Skye Riley : Wait, wait, wait, wait. Jugular, like in my neck? Let me see the needle. [ He shows her the syringe ] What the ****, man?
Morris : I know. Sorry. Lie down here.
Skye Riley : [ Lies down on the table ] Oh, my God. I'm so **** cold.
Morris : That's the idea. I'll be monitoring your heart rate. The moment you flatline, all start a timer for eight minutes. Once the timer is up, I will inject a dose of adrenaline into your heart and start CPR resuscitation.
Skye Riley : I can't believe I might die in the freezer of a **** Pizza Hut.
Morris : I promise I'm gonna bring you back.
Skye Riley : Morris? I'm sorry about your brother. I know that's why you're doing this. Thank you for helping me.
Morris : Can I ask what made you change your mind?
Skye Riley : Every good thing in my life... ends up broken because of me. I hurt everything and everyone I touch. It doesn't matter what happens to me anymore. But I will not let this **** thing... use me to hurt anyone else. [ Morris holds out a thermometer]
Morris : Put this in your mouth. Don't move. I just have to get something.
Skye Riley : Wait. Where--Where are you going? Wait.
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