[The screen flickers to show the RAF captain lying unconscious on the ground, dressed in a torn and burned WWII pilot's jumpsuit. He stirs with a groan and a sharp wince of pain, completely unaware he's being recorded.]
Wh--
[He pushes himself up to a sitting position with a quiet groan, his eyes moving down to the hole in his pant leg.]
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Press the yellow button and we can get you some help with your wounds.
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I'm sorry, what was that first bit? Ad...what?
[After a bit more turning, he locates the yellow button and presses it.] Thank you.
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[ Got it.. ] Alright, sit tight.
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[ And he and Jack'll be on their way quick enough. ]
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This is him?
Well. That's somewhat complicated.
I've got his location. Coming?
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I'll come with you, yeah. Told him I'd take him to Owen.
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Good idea.
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If anything, it'd be far easier than telling everyone that knows you to stop calling you Jack in public.
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