Title: The Last Straw INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - DAY Dr. Jane Marshall sits at

Title: The Last Straw INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - DAY Dr. Jane Marshall sits at her desk, reviewing patient notes. The door bursts open, and Mr. Adams, a disheveled man in his mid-50s, storms in. His face is red with anger, and he’s visibly agitated. MR. ADAMS (voice trembling with fury) I’ve had enough, Dr. Marshall! I’ve had enough of this nonsense! DR. MARSHALL (startled, trying to remain calm) Mr. Adams, please, let’s talk about this. What’s the issue? MR. ADAMS (screaming) The issue? The issue is that I’ve been waiting for months to get proper treatment! MONTHS! And all you’ve done is shuffle papers and give me excuses! DR. MARSHALL (standing up, trying to de-escalate) I understand you’re frustrated. I assure you, we’re doing everything we can. Can you tell me specifically what’s been bothering you? MR. ADAMS (shouting) What’s bothering me? You’re bothering me! I come here, I follow your instructions, and nothing changes! My condition is getting worse, and you’re sitting here acting like it’s all under control! DR. MARSHALL (staying calm but firm) Mr. Adams, yelling won’t solve the problem. Let’s take a deep breath and focus on finding a solution. I want to help you, but I need you to work with me. MR. ADAMS (voice breaking, still yelling) I’ve tried working with you! I’m done waiting for your so-called solutions. I need real answers, real help now! DR. MARSHALL (taking a deep breath) Okay. Let’s sit down and review everything again. We’ll go over your treatment plan and explore all available options. I promise, we’ll address this together. MR. ADAMS (catching his breath, voice still shaky) Fine. But this better not be another delay. I can’t take it anymore. DR. MARSHALL (nods empathetically) I understand. Let