GUNN: Annie! Open up. It's G. Open up! Hurry!

ANNE: Oh my god! What happened?

GUNN: They shot him.

ANNE: Who did?

GUNN: The cops. They're not human.

WESLEY: He had no right.

GUNN: I know man, shh.

CORDELIA: Wesley, I...(to paramedic) What can I do?

PARAMEDIC: Apply pressure to the wound.

CORDELIA: Okay. I got it. Hang in there. It's okay.

ANNE: Are we safe here?

GUNN: Safer than out there. But we need to lock all the doors, alright? And keep everyone away from the windows!

ANNE: You heard him! Lets go! Come on!

(Jackson sees Wesley's wound as everyone clears out to do as told. )

JACKSON: Oh! - Damn. Now that looks nasty.

GUNN: Jackson? What the hell are you doing here?

ANNE: How are we gonna keep the cops out?

JACKSON: I say let 'em come, bro. I know how to handle cops.

(Pulls up his shirt to reveal a gun stuck in the waist of his pants.)

GUNN: That life style working out for you?

JACKSON: Don't get all high and mighty with me, player. I know where you come from.

GUNN: Where I come from you don't bring down a community. You try and make it better.

JACKSON: I'm just doing my thing, man. Why - why don't you go on and get out of my face.

GUNN: Your thing hurts everybody! Why do you think nobody cares they're clamping down on this neighborhood?

JACKSON: 'cause they're a bunch of racist pigs.

GUNN: There is that. And there's people like you - tch! A thug with a gun, keeping the cycle going.

JACKSON: Not my problem.

GUNN: No! See, it's my problem, all right? 'cause they shot my friend over there.

JACKSON: Oh. - Yeah. White man dying. Not exactly losing sleep on it.

(Gunn pushes Jackson up against the wall but Anne comes hurrying up.)

ANNE: Hey. We can't afford this. Not now.

(...)

PARAMEDIC: He's going south.

CORDELIA: No. Come on.

GUNN: What?

PARAMEDIC: I think there's internal bleeding, but we can't help him here. We've got to get him to St. John's, fast.

GUNN: Look we can't go back out there, all right? You saw what they did to him.

CORDELIA: He's going to die. We're taking him to a hospital, now. I don't care who's out there!

GUNN: Alright. Get the door. (lifts WEsley) Come on.

WESLEY: Where are we going?

GUNN: To the hospital.

WESLEY: That sounds sensible to me.

(Cordy opens the door just as two cop cars pull up. )

CORDELIA: They're here.

(Cops are getting out of the cars and head for the shelter. Inside the kids are attempting to barricade the windows and doors. )

GUNN: Take this bat. I want you to use it, all right? - Come on. Everything against the windows! Move! Move. Do this quick.

ANNE: Okay. Nail this shut. Check the kitchen door.

• Cordelia & Wesley
• Gunn's street history & old gang
• Wesley & Gunn

written by: Jim Kouf & Shawn Ryan; Original transcript anonymous. Edited, formatted for this site and checked against source by Sylvia.. Full transcript at:
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