"Hannibal, you can either shut up, or die." Guppy says. "Either by the collapse of your lung or you distracting me while I put in this chest drain. Keep still, this will hurt."

Local anaesthetic. Knife. He's gentle by habit, but it's not a nice procedure. Hands steady. Steady. Bruce is there, he can't hurt him. First tube in. Oxygen saturations improving.

"Bruce, I'm going to put a three-sided dressing over the hole on this side to stop the pneumothorax getting any bigger. Then you can relax that pressure and squeeze the bag of fluids.