Duration: 59.1s

- Oh, fuck. - You'll be all right. - Oh, my God. - You'll be all right. Guys, I need help! This guy's bleeding! He's losing a lot of blood! - I need a gurney, please! - Oh, thank you. - All right, just hold... Put... - Thank you. Put pressure on it, all right? Hi. This guy's been, uh, either shot or stabbed. I don't know. He's been kind of vague about it. Sir, have you been shot? Stabbed? No. - I fell in a thorn bush. - Okay. Have him fill out this paperwork, and the doctor will call you when he's ready. Do me a favor, man. Can we just switch identities? What? No. Just let me use your driver's license. - We look nothing alike, dude. - No one's gonna know. Just trust me. I'm bleeding. It feels like I have to shit. Oh, Jesus Christ. I'm Margie's son. Do you know... I'm Margie's son. I don't know who that is. I'm just filling in. Okay. - I know. - My pain keeps coming. Tell that fucking cocksucker, my father, that I hate him and I love him at the same time and I forgive him. I-I-I do not need to do that, because you're gonna live.