That give shim his theory. Treatment will prove his diagnosis. While he gets what he needs, he complains loudly.

"Walker better be dying wherever the useless ponce is."

Returning, he hooks Molotov to an IV drip. Through one of the connectors, he supplies her with Sumatriptan. "This will stop your headache," and as he prepares the Ativan, "and this will let you sleep through it while it works."