[Transcript] - Carl continues, "My car still at the bar?"
Iggy replies, "Where you parked it."
"Well, all I'm waiting for now is word from the doctor. Then I'm free to go."
Rudy pokes his angry head around the curtain and yells at Iggy, "You're not leavin me here over night, Igg!!" Iggy replies, "I will if they say so!"
The doctor pokes her head around the curtain as well and says, "I think we can work something out..." She continues with Iggy, "Mind if I have a word with you?" Iggy replies, "Sure."
They walk away from the curtains and the doctor says, "I have two areas of concern. First, Rudy didn't have enough hemoglobin in his blood when he arrived to be conscious. And second is that his BAC is off the charts even for a habitual drinker. He should be displaying symptoms of acute alchohol poisoning, but he's not."
"What kind of symptoms?"
"At his current level death is pretty common."
"Really."
An hour later Carl, Iggy, and Rudy are in the car and driving away. Iggy's at the wheel, "I've got to make a gas stop. Anybody want anything?" Rudy replies, "I could go'fr a fifth ub Jack and a half-dozen Krispy Kremes."
"God, Rudy. Ever thought of just ripping your pancreas out and letting it die peacefully?" |
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