Allyson: If we leave any glass behind it'll get infected. Fortunately everything looks superficial...except for the face.
Marozi: Superficial? Shattered, I'd say.
Allyson: No, not broken, thank God, maybe a little bruised. Minor lacerations. Go look for some superglue.
Allyson: I'll have to stitch that face wound. I hope you know how to sew James, 'cause I don't. You with us yet, Kore?
Kore: Yes.
Allyson: Hurt much?
Kore: No.
Allyson: I'm gonna cut off your shirt, ok? Don't want to contaminate the wounds further. James, the glue?
Allyson: And give the lady some privacy.
Kore: Allyson, you shouldn't have to see this.
Allyson: Most of the cuts are upper torso.
Marozi: Glue.
Allyson: Come on turn her on her side. Work on her back.
Allyson: Well that's a mercy at least. Nothing here. Ok, roll her back. Glue her up and she'll be good as new.