Auto-translated
Having wisely decided that there was nothing to be gained from the waitress or even the cook, Beata dragged Gion by the hand towards the residential area.
"Okay, let's go to the hospital."
"Oh, come on, maybe I'll just lie down like that time and it will pass..."
"Let's go, let's go."
"I'm not feeling that bad, really."
"Either you go to the hospital now, or I won't be responsible for myself."
"And who's the paranoid one here?"
"Come on."
"Listen, while we're waiting in line there, while this, while that... I heard that they're filling out some kind of forms for Dawn. Maybe we'll grab a couple, fill them out while we're waiting in line?"
"Well, that means we'll have to take a detour. Are you sure you're okay right now?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Okay. If you mess yourself up in the middle of the street, you'll be to blame."
Biba and Boba go to Dawn to get the forms, and then to the hospital.