Chelios: I've been poisoned with some kind of Chinese synthetic shit.
Doc: What?
Chelios: Yeah, you got to do something for me, doc. I'm telling you now.
Doc: What are your symptoms?
Chelios: It's like I'm slowing down. You know, I'm caught in a tar pit.
Doc: Blurred vision?
Chelios: Yeah.
Doc: Dizzy?
Chelios: Sure.
Doc: Any pain in your chest?
Chelios: Not really. Actually, I'm feeling pretty good right now.
Doc: What are you doing?
Chelios: Driving through a mall. Cops chasing me.

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Chelios tells Doc he been poisoned as he drives through a mall with cops chasing him.

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