004 Mercy by Injection

EXT. BATTLEFIELD — BESIDE THE ENEMY AMBULANCE — DAY The AI Medic Agent lowers a needle-arm with ceremonial precision. Finnan tries to pull away, but his ruined leg betrays him. The injector clicks against his skin. AI MEDIC AGENT: OPIOID ANALGESIA ADMINISTERED. The pain leaves Finnan like a departing army. For one beautiful second, he almost forgives the machine. FINNAN: Oh. That is... treacherously excellent. He blinks at the empty white sky — still conscious, still angry, now much too comfortable. FINNAN: But we are still going to be killed, you shiny undertaker. AI MEDIC AGENT: PATIENT DISTRESS REDUCED.