"God. Fine. I can stay on the line. I'll ask. Guy, what's your name?"

"Fuck you."

"He swore at me, I don't really want to ask him any more questions. Yeah-huh. No."

Who the hell do they think they're fooling.  ...Whatever.

"Jesus Christ, fifteen minutes? What if he were having a heart attack? What if I were late for something? Come on!"

- Right, yes, okay, that's what's happening here, is that they're saying fifteen minutes (right in front of him, as if he needs it spoonfed) so he lets his guard down.  And then really they'll be here in like ten, or five, and he'll have sat down to try and get his strength up for the impending fight, and he won't be prepared.  That's what they want.  Well, they can't fool him.  He's going to stand right here, leaning on this trash can, and remain vigilant.

"No, it was a rhetorical question, I'm not late for anything, but that doesn't - thank you. Yes."

After about fifteen minutes an ambulance pulls up. Paramedics come out.

They can try and take him!!  And maybe even succeed, but he's not going down without a fight!

They just want to talk at first! They want to know how he's feeling! And who his emergency contacts are! And if he is oriented to time place and person!

"Probably not as bad as I'll feel in an hour!"

In an hour? What happens in an hour?

It's not that he wants them to give up on the masquerade and start torturing him, but the fact that that hasn't already happened is really confusing.  "I - because -"  Really annoying that the throat is one of the main water parts as well as talking parts.  "You're -"

He looks like he is having a bad time and should come to the hospital for real doctors to have a look at, okay?

"N - o -"  Stupid fucking voice stupid fucking poison water.

And he looks a little dehydrated, would he like some water.

He swallows.  "Fuck you!!"  (Yes, desperately.)

Does he maybe want to work with them enough to demonstrate that he has a solid understanding of what exactly is going on so that they can accept his apparent desire to refuse transport, because if he doesn't seem to understand that they can insist.

There it is, that's what he expected.  "My emergency contacts are all in the real world."  ...Or, well, he didn't expect them to give him this many chances to go back to playing along.  He - really doesn't want to be tortured, actually -

...so, psychotic break, looks like.

"It's -" he's terrified, he's so scared - "March 13th.  Monday.  Is what we're pretending it is.  Right?  I can - I can go back.  To pret -"  His voice breaks; he coughs.  Several times.  "To pretending?"

Sure but he's gonna pretend it in the hospital. In he gets.

- No, no nononononono -

He is not the first potentially violent psychotic guy they have put in an ambulance. (Actually he is the first one for the paramedic on the left but still.)