Stephanie Mace

Chev: I'm looking for something which begins with E.

Pharmacist: [[w:England|England] ]?

Chev: [[w:History of catecholamine research|Some kind of artificial adrenaline] Very funny. No. ].

Pharmacist: Artificial adrenaline?

Chev: Yeah, I've got heart problems.

Pharmacist: [[w:Epinephrine|Epinephrine] ].

Chev: Yes! Epinephrine. I love you. Epinephrine.

Pharmacist: I can't give you epinephrine.

Chev: Why?! Hey!

Pharmacist: Just a minute.

Chev: [''Noticing [[w:Decongestant|nasal decongestant] Oi! What do you mean... ] nearby] What is this shit?!

Chester: Nasal spray.

Chev: Miserable bitch! What?!

Chester: Nasal spray. It's got epinephrine in it. It'll get you tweaked, man.

Police: Sure that's the guy?

Hospital staff: Yeah.

Chev: This room's clear.

Hospital security: [''Chev gives chase''] Yo, yo, yo! Yo! Stop! Stop! Jerk-off!

Chev: [''Points gun at hospital orderly pushing a cart''] Coming through! I know you motherfuckers have epinephrine. Clear the hallway! I'm having a bad day. Tell me you've got epinephrine on this cart!

Orderly: You all right?

Chev: Tell me you've got epinephrine! Motherfucker!

Orderly: I don't know. I'll check.

Chev: Get back!

Orderly: Take it easy!

Chev: [[w:American English|Do you understand fucking English] ]?

Orderly: Yes, I just don't know which drawer it's in.

Chev: Come on, look! Give me the fucking epinephrine!

Orderly: I don't know where it is, man!

Chev: What is this, a rest home? What are you doing?! Hurry up! Get back!

Orderly: [[w:Health insurance in the United States|We can't treat without insurance] ]. I don't know if I have it, give me a second!

Hospital security: Put the weapon down!

Chev: What the fuck?! Where the fuck is it? My heart!

Orderly: What?

Chev: My heart!

Orderly: Yeah, yeah.

Hospital security: Drop your weapon now! What do you think you're doing? This is...

Chev: Shut up! You! Gimme the epinephrine? Don't even think about it!

Orderly: [[w:Albuterol|Albuterol; [w:Barbiturate|Flortab] ]... ]... Epinephrine! Here it is! I've got it! Here you go.

Chev: Gimme that.

Orderly: Asshole.

Chev: [''Referring to [[w:Defibrillation|defibrillator paddles] I'm not gonna tell you again. ...all right? Just be quiet. Juice me.

Orderly: Juice?

Chev: Do it.

Orderly: All right.

Chev: Come on! I haven't got all day. Okay, I need both of them to... give them to me.

Orderly: One. Two. Clear!

Chev: [''Orderly defibrillates Chev causing him to shoot backwards into the elevator and the doors close''; ''Chev becomes hyper-adrenalised and runs maniacally out of the hospital''] Get the fuck back! Get out! How much of this stuff did he say to take?

Doc Miles: Chevy, we're in the air, man. Did you get the stuff?

Chev: Got it.

Doc Miles: Did you take it?

Chev: Yup.

Doc Miles: You took the whole thing.

Chev: Yup.

Doc Miles: I said 1/5th oḟ ạ syrịṇge. The shit's gonna kill you.

Chev: Right.

Doc Miles: Chest on fire?

Chev: Check.

Doc Miles: But you're cold.

Chev: Check.

Doc Miles: [[w:erection|got a steel hard on] And you've ], don't you?

Chev: Let me check. Check.

Doc Miles: [[w:Urethral sphincters|Urinary sphincter] Your blood vessels are stimulated. ]'s so tight, you couldn't piss to save your life.

Chev: Urinary sphincter, check!

Doc Miles: [[w:Hydrocodone/paracetamol|Vicodin] Get some ]. You at the hospital?

Chev: Negative.

Doc Miles: Get some grass. That shit'll be out of your system in 30 minutes, or it'll kill you. This is costing me a fortune. I'll call you in 20 minutes when we land.

Chev: Copy.

Doc Miles: Hey, Chevy? You're a good dude. Been nice knowing you.

Chev: Copy, out.

Newscaster: [''A [[w:Facial composite|particularly well-done police sketch; ''Chev then walks up to [[w:California Highway Patrol|a police highway patrolman on a motorcycle] Some medical emergency. Police have declined to name the man they say is still at large, on a citywide rampage that has left one man dead, dozens injured, and hundreds of thousands of dollars of damage... in it's smoking, bloody wake. ] of Chev appears] The suspect is a professional killer... with ties to organized crime and a long police record. He is considered armed and highly dangerous. We now continue with regularly scheduled programming, but stay tuned for continuing coverage of this bizarre story, as it unfolds... ] and steals his firearm]

Patrolman: Oh, shit!

Chev: Take it easy. Get back, pig!

Patrolman: I... just give me the...

Chev: Come on, then. Let's see you run, piggy. Come on, piggy.

Patrolman: Give me the gun. Let's talk this over.

Chev: [''Chev steals the motorcycle with the patrolman hanging and sparks flying from boots and Chev drives off and deliberately crashes the motorcycle''] Yeah, you want it? There. Let's go, come on.