It's adrenaline.

Guns, adrenaline.

It's the adrenaline.

Adrenaline. Why, Walter?

Got any adrenaline crystals?

Adrenaline up the nose.

What is that? Adrenaline.

Little worse than adrenaline.

That gets your adrenaline going.

I know it's the adrenaline.

Considering 3 cc's of adrenaline.

I tried it. How about adrenaline?

So you're an adrenaline junkie now?

And then in moments of high adrenaline,

Adrenaline, kill. It'll give you the will.

Captain, his adrenaline levels... are dangerously high.

I can't stop shaking. It's the adrenaline.

She's not breathing. Give me the adrenaline.

It was the adrenaline from her escape.

The adrenaline triggered our Olivia's memory b lymphocytes.

I can't fix it. I ain't got no adrenaline.

Sending abundant amounts of adrenaline into your blood stream.

And some adrenaline and perhaps a cup of coffee.

He could've been riding an adrenaline high following his escape.

It's all that adrenaline rush. It's hard to give it up.

Not one cut man in 100 knows how to mix adrenaline.

And without adrenaline, his body can't mount a proper stress response.

When he gets overtaken by another car, he gets a shot of adrenaline.

If he's got Addison's, then his body is making melanin compounds instead of adrenaline.

It's as much a part of your stress response as the adrenaline that makes your heart pound.

For the first two weeks, he and his fellow workers survived on little more than adrenaline, biscuits, and water.

like cortisol, adrenaline and dopamine, increase the level of mood enhancing hormones like endorphins, and reduce overall blood pressure.

I always have the adrenaline rush, even if I don't sleep for three days, I can still keep taking pictures.

This graph that I'm clicking down here is meant to be reminiscent of a medical heartbeat graph, showing the exciting moments of adrenaline.

You know, I live in London, and I work as a journalist, and I enjoy the buzz and the busyness, and the adrenaline rush that comes from both of those things.

Quietly spoken and unassuming, Atsufumi Yoshizawa is one of the heroes of Fukushima's dark days. For the first two weeks, he and his fellow workers survived on little more than adrenaline, biscuits, and water.

Anyway, we would fill up with our own adrenaline and our own cortisol, and then we'd kill or be killed, we'd eat or we'd be eaten, and then suddenly we'd de fuel, and we'd go back to normal.