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(Monday. INT: EB and JH's apartment. MH is wearing only an oversized t-shirt, kneeling beside the injured hedgehog, EB and Trent Howard are watching apprehensively.)
MH: Breathing rapidly, no blood in the spittle, she's conscious, but not curling up - may have a broken spine. I'd need an X-ray to be sure.
MH: Fuck, if this were a dog or a cat, I'd have a better idea of what I was doing... pass me that can.
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(MH sucks on the can of spray cheez.)
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(MH blows into Pinball's mouth.)
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MH (holding up can): Please tell me the propellant on this is nitrous oxide, and I'm not just inhaling "cheez" for shits and giggles.
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