Bruce looked at Quinn for a second, feeling the guilt flood over him. He swallowed hard and inserted the tube for her to breathe, attaching the bag as quick as he could. "I know it's possible, I can make methadone here but it'll take too long. I can't just walk into a hospital in New York and ask for Methadone. It doesn't work like that but I can manufacture it myself. I just need to stabilise her, give me some time."