Sam Wheat:
What do you want?
Molly Jensen:
Shit.
Willie Lopez:
Your wallet! Give it to me.
Molly Jensen:
[stammers]
Sam, just... just give it to him.
Sam Wheat:
[pauses]
OK. Just take the money. Just leave...
[the Mugger grabs his wrist and then carefully pulls the wallet out himself]
Molly Jensen:
No, Sam...
[Willie punches her in the face and Sam pushes him]
Willie Lopez:
You son of a bitch!
Molly Jensen:
Sam, don't!
[Sam fights like a mad man]
Molly Jensen:
Somebody help us!
Molly Jensen:
Jesus Christ, Sam!
[Sam wouldn't stop fighting]
Molly Jensen:
Just get off him. SOMEBODY! SOMEBODY HELP US!
Molly Jensen:
Sam, just let...
Molly Jensen:
Sam, stop it. Stop it, Sam!
[Suddenly the GUN goes off. The Mugger panics and takes off running. Sam charges after him. The two men run down the dark street, but the Mugger is already a full block ahead and disappears into the shadows]
Sam Wheat:
Molly?
Sam Wheat:
Molly, he got me.
[She doesn't answer. Sam tenses and starts running toward her. It is Sam's dead body she is holding in her arms]
Molly Jensen:
Sam... Oh, baby, hold on. You're going to be OK.
Molly Jensen:
Somebody? SOMEBODY! SOMEBODY HELP US!
Molly Jensen:
Oh, my God! Oh, Sam, come on. Hold on, baby.
Molly Jensen:
[crying]
Someone's going to come. You're going to be OK.
Molly Jensen:
[she starts shaking his body, sobbing into fear]
SOMEBODY? SOMEBODY HELP ME! PLEASE, ANYBODY!
Sam Wheat:
[frightend]
Help me. Please help me.
Surgeon:
OK, lady, take it easy.
Surgeon:
[Molly stars sobbing]
We'll help you. OK?
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