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[mysterious music playing]

NIGHT SHIFT

[music intensifies]

MEXICO CITY, 1979

[woman speaking indistinctly on PA]

HUMAN RESOURCES

JOB APPLICATION

Ms. García?

Come in.

Have we met?

No, I don't think so.

[man] Take a seat.

[Hortensia] It's a 12-hour shift.

We need staff for the night shift.

Would that be okay?

"A nurse should always provide her services,

regardless of the time of the day, or personal convenience."

You're quoting the duties of nurses,

from the Code of Ethics.

Education and experience seem in order.

Something caught my attention.

You haven't worked in four years?

I had to take care of my father.

May he rest in peace.

I'm so sorry.

St. Agatha?

Patron saint of nurses.

One of the first feminists.

She's always with me.

Married?

Boyfriend?

No.

That is odd.

Without a job, and taking care of my dad,

I have no place to meet new people or make friends.

At least you're in good health. You'll find someone.

Enough old wives' tales, okay? Anything else?

She seems like a devoted nurse.

I'm sure she'll be good at her job,

and abide by all rules.

I think I can provide comfort and compassion while abiding by all rules.

[man] We agree, then.

You're our last candidate and maybe the best.

Good. As you will understand, Rebeca, you'll be on probation for a month.

If you accept, you can start tonight.

That's fine. Yes.

Welcome, then.

Thank you.

[Hortensia] Nurse Rebeca García is on probation

for the night shift in the Critical Patients Unit.

I already showed her the facilities.

You, as her colleagues, are to guide her

and support her if needed.

Spread the word,

so that your other colleagues help her too.

Welcome, Rebeca.

Welcome.

[nurse] Welcome.

Welcome.

Come. I'd like to show you something.

This hospital has been rebuilt several times.

The original one was demolished years ago.

But there were also Cristeros, revolutionaries,

the Angel's earthquake in 1957.

These souls gave their days, nights,

their rest,

their lives,

just attending to the sick, wounded, and homeless.

Now you're part of that story.

WOMEN'S RESTROOMS AND LOCKERS

Hello.

JUÁREZ HOSPITAL REBECA GARCÍA

One. Two. Three.

Three.

One. One.

One.

[locker banging]

[toilet flushes]

What? Did we miss your presentation?

These damn panties.

Hello.

I'm Paula.

That's Luciana.

Rebeca.

[Paula] We work the night shift too.

María Rebeca Luna García.

My name is Rebeca.

I just repeat what I see.

Like I said, my name is Rebeca.

What? You don't want us to see you naked?

Is that what the robe is for?

Such a prude.

Do you still wear a bra?

We burned ours last year.

And I can tell you have it all. Don't pretend you don't.

Big breasts.

Small waist. Butt in place.

Do you know the rules?

Of the night shift.

One: Don't forget anything.

Two: Don't get distracted.

Three: Don't get involved with coworkers.

Four: Don't ever fall asleep.

Are these internal rules?

Internal? No, rules of...

Boo! [laughs]

Oh, no.

What's going on here?

This is not high school.

If I see any bullying, there will be consequences, ladies.

Here.

To the Critical Patients Unit.

We're keeping it locked, because someone broke in

and we have strong drugs there.

Of course. I'll get to work.

Good night.

Did you tell her that's where La Planchada appears the most?

[mysterious music playing]

[Rebeca] Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

Good evening, Mrs. Carrizo.

[machine beeping]

I'm here to clean your wounds.

[man coughing]

Mm. There you go. Perfect.

This is a little cold.

[woman whimpering]

Breathe.

Take a deep breath.

Your pill.

Miss.

I'm in pain.

How bad is it, on a scale of one to ten?

[groans]

Six, I think.

Can you wait until 10:30 for your next dose of pain meds?

I don't know if I can, but I'll try.

Let me know if the pain increases.

Good.

One. Two. Three.

[gasps]

[buzzes]

[ethereal humming]

[slow footsteps]

Hello?

Who's out there?

Hello?

[slow footsteps]

[footsteps continue]

"Don't forget anything."

Mr. Sasbón, I'm glad to see you awake.

On a scale of one to ten, how's your pain?

Two. Or three, tops.

Oh, the pain has gone down?

Right. I'm feeling much better.

Did you give me something while I was asleep?

No, not yet.

I thought I saw you, in my dreams.

Right, no. It was the other nurse.

The other nurse?

Yes.

It was the other nurse.

With the dress.

She was wearing some sort of...

black cape.

Nurse, is something wrong?

Nurse?

[door slams]

Did you give tramadol to my patient?

You're being so loud.

GERIATRICS

Who do you think you are?

First day, and already making a scene?

I don't like people messing with my job.

I didn't give anything to anyone.

-Then the other one. -Ay.

Neither did Paula, no. Don't be stupid.

And on this floor, there's only you, Paula, and me.

Is your on-call doctor here?

We don't have the key.

This and the doctor's are the only keys to your unit.

Have you been locking the door?

Mm.

Are you sure you didn't provoke her?

We did warn you.

Don't forget anything. Don't get distracted.

Don't get involved with coworkers.

And most importantly, don't fall asleep.

Ever.

[ominous music swelling]

[ethereal humming]

[slow footsteps]

[strangled breathing]

[alarm wailing]

Doctor.

Doctor.

Doctor.

[labored breathing]

How are you feeling, Mrs. Carrizo?

It hurts.

-Do you feel pain in your chest? -Yes.

I'm going to examine you.

Excuse me.

[heartbeat]

What the hell did you do?

The alarm went off.

Your job is to clean up vomit and pee.

I called you, but I couldn't find you.

You just got yourself in big trouble.

My report will state that when I came in, you had already done that.

Tell me what happened.

She was tachycardic. Her blood pressure dropped.

She was complaining of pain on the side of her back.

She was having trouble breathing.

What do you call all that?

Collapsed lung due to pleural...

That's enough. Enough.

I don't want to hear your life story.

Procedure?

Thoracostomy, doctor.

You should know, no nurse can perform this procedure.

How did you know how to do it?

My father was a physician.

I'm sorry, doctor.

That incision is too long.

I'll have to adjust it. And I'll have to take a thorax x-ray.

To make sure you didn't do more harm than good.

And next time, call a doctor.

Hm?

Doctor, doctor.

I'm sorry to ask you this, but are your initials E.E.?

Dr. Carlos Sánchez. Why do you ask?

Someone gave tramadol to my patient.

Here's the entry. With the initials E.E.

That's part of the treatment, isn't it?

Yes. He was complaining of pain. But someone did mess with my work.

That is your problem, nurse.

Now, if this is too much for you, just say so.

We'll transfer you to reception, or the cafeteria,

or something with responsibilities better suited for a woman.

TWO WEEKS LATER

man on PA] Juan, you have a phone call on...

María?

María, it is you, isn't it?

I saw you the other day, but...

It's me, Ariana.

[laughs]

I haven't seen you in years.

You were just a little girl.

What brings you here?

I work here.

I didn't know you still worked here.

Yeah, well, I left for a while, but I came back.

Puebla wasn't right for me.

I'm so glad you're working. And here.

Yes, thank you.

Your father would have been so happy.

By the way, I'm so sorry about your father, María.

It's Rebeca now.

I don't want anyone to recognize me.

I don't want people to feel sorry for me.

Of course. I understand.

Rebeca.

Let's go get some coffee soon, okay?

[man] What's going on?

[nurse] Dr. Rodríguez is in surgery.

García, hey.

[woman on PA] Family of patient López, please, go to the front desk.

Family of patient López, please, go to the front desk.

[Zamudio] Patient's name, Chan K'in.

Fifty years old. Syncope due to chest angina.

Chinese? Does he speak Spanish?

Mayan. I do speak Spanish.

I'm sorry. It's an uncommon name.

He needs an aortic valve replacement.

Your surgery was already scheduled, but we'll have to do it today.

It's a very important surgery for me.

It's only been successfully performed once in Mexico.

Under no circumstances am I letting this opportunity go, okay?

I need you in the OR, so go get changed.

Me? But I'm only on probation.

Zamudio told me you were capable.

Were you looking for me, doctor?

Yes, nurse, listen. García is coming into the OR with us.

So we'll need you to be in charge

of the Critical Patients Unit, as well as Geriatrics.

If you need help, call Paula.

I have six patients in Geriatrics. How many patients are here? Nine?

[Rebeca] Six.

Patient Gómez is getting discharged.

There are too many.

Listen, García, this is a great opportunity for you.

Also, we're running low on staff.

Honestly, I'm surprised by your lack of cooperation, both of you.

It's fine by me. You have my support.

Count me in.

Hello. Are you a temp nurse?

-Mm-hm. -Your uniform gave you away.

I'm Rebeca.

I'm a nurse too.

From the Critical Patients Unit.

I haven't worked here for long.

Listen, don't fall asleep, under any circumstances.

Those are the rules.

Understood?

Yes, of course.

I'm obviously not falling asleep.

It's just some advice.

For your own good.

Damn bitch.

[Zamudio] Do you want me to show you the instruments?

Come over here.

We go through these as the procedure moves along.

Cutting and separation.

Apprehension and hemostasis.

Drainage and synthesis.

Don't worry, Hernández will handle this.

But look over here. This is more fun.

Gluck Rib Shear.

It can cut, well, even a finger.

Cushing Trephine.

It trepans and drills practically every bone there is.

Man, this...

I don't know why this is here.

I think Sánchez must be a horror movie fan.

[chuckles]

I'm just kidding.

It's a Gigli saw and guide. Give me your hand.

Give me your little arm. You'll be all right.

Okay, raise it.

You put it around.

And then you can just...

You can amputate any limb with this.

Hey, don't get upset.

I'm just messing with you.

We're not even using it.

Only Trauma and Ortho use these. Those damned woodpeckers.

But you know what? Don't worry.

You'll do great. Let's go.

[gentle music playing]

[machines beeping]

Nurse, stop the music.

[music stops]

I want you all to focus on what's next.

Curved Kelly.

[ethereal humming]

[machine beeps rapidly]

[Sánchez] It's dropping. García, quickly.

Ninety over 55.

Code one.

Possible tear.

Too much blood.

Hemostasis. Find that tear, Zamudio.

Gauze.

It has to be an artery.

[Sánchez] Careful, doctor.

He's lost too much blood.

Hernández, get ready for transfusion.

[Zamudio] Damn, too much blood.

Zamudio, suction, suction.

We need to find that artery.

[Zamudio] It must be a big tear.

[machine buzzes]

Sixty over 45. He's going into shock.

We need to administer atropine.

Zamudio, we're losing him.

Zamudio.

[intense music playing]

What is it, nurse?

Give me that.

[slow footsteps]

[distorted voice] Don't get distracted.

[Zamudio yells]

[Chan screams]

[Sánchez] His organs are falling out.

Help me with his organs.

Push them in, García.

Hold them. Make way, make way.

Now the clamp. Open the cavity up.

Hold it, hold it. Hernández, help me.

García, don't let go. Hold on tight.

Hernández, help me bring him down. Come on.

Hernández, help me bring him down.

Hold on, García, hold on.

What's going on with the anesthesia?

Tie him up. Find something to tie him up.

Move. Fast.

This is what caused the bleeding.

-[Hernández] He's stabilizing. -It punctured his right subclavian.

[Zamudio] It must have fallen in when he sat up.

Go get that hand taken care of.

Hernández, suction.

[retches]

[Sánchez] Keep suctioning.

García, let's be professional.

Tighten it.

-I'm sorry. -Easy, easy.

Are you okay, doctor?

I am.

But this will keep me out of the OR for a while.

In 25 years, I have never seen anything like this.

I once read about a case of anesthetic somnambulism.

[Sánchez] That's not a thing, doctor.

Where did you read about that? Occult Magazine?

Movieland? Little Musical Notes?

García, what did you see? Hm?

I mean, when you screamed.

Right before the patient sat up.

I thought I saw someone.

A ghost?

Or the person who gave tramadol to your patient?

Don't be naïve, please.

You didn't hear the footsteps?

I shouldn't have listened to Zamudio.

Nurse García.

We can't say we know what happened.

But it certainly wasn't the doctors' fault.

It must have been a nurse.

Obviously.

And given your lack of experience,

you need to take the blame for this.

[sighs]

[Rebeca] If he sets the dithering

and spreads abundant red flowers for you,

get up, friend.

I ask the fire.

I ask the wind.

I ask the earth.

I ask the sky.

I ask the sea.

[locker banging]

[ominous music playing]

[slow footsteps]

Wake up.

[footstep slams]

That bitch.

MEDICAL EQUIPMENT

Don't fall asleep.

[screaming]

[Ariana] Hello.

We keep running into each other like this, huh?

On your way in, and on my way out. On your way out, and on my way in.

Well, don't forget about that coffee, okay?

-Yes. -[man] Ms. García, hold on a moment.

-Good morning, Gómez. -Good morning.

I haven't seen you in a few days. Where were you?

I can't find some of your documents.

But I gave you all my documents.

I guess someone misplaced them.

I need a certified copy of your birth certificate,

and a presentation letter from nursing school.

It can be your diploma or any other document like that.

Now, Ms. García, please.

Can I talk to you? Listen.

It's not that we actually blame you.

It's just... Well, you know, it's protocol.

You understand.

To be honest, nurses tend to make this kind of mistake.

What matters is that Chan is recovering.

You're right, doctor.

I'm going to miss you.

I'm sorry?

I don't know when we'll be sharing shifts again.

I'm going to miss you too.

We should be on a first-name basis, don't you think?

No.

[women screaming]

Are you okay?

-What happened? -A lamp fell down, but it's okay.

Calm down, everyone.

-Are you okay? -It's safe now.

Can I put up an altar?

For the nurses.

CODE OF ETHICS THE DUTIES OF NURSES

[people chattering quietly]

Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me.

Yet not my will, but yours be done.

Deliver me from the temptation of doing my own will,

instead of yours.

God Almighty. Amen.

Faith is in our hearts,

not in our knees.

And this is not a church.

Remember you still have one week of probation.

Of course.

Thank you for the flowers.

Just don't get obsessed with this.

You won't stop seeing things.

A troubled soul is not a person.

You know?

I've been working here for 22 years. What do you think?

Why didn't you tell me?

It's one of those things that people have to experience in order to believe it.

And I didn't want to lose a good nurse.

La Planchada helps me the most during the probation period.

She keeps us all on our toes.

But still, I don't think it's good for you to be so close to her.

Keep your distance.

María, hi.

I'm sorry. Rebeca.

I heard you were almost crushed by a lamp the other day. Are you okay?

I'm okay. Nothing happened.

Hey, I'm sorry.

I owe so much to your dad.

He put in a word for me here. He's the reason why I became a nurse.

I know.

And, well, after I saw you here, I told an old colleague.

And she told me that you had a psychiatric issue.

What happened?

Please, don't say anything.

I was depressed because of my dad.

Right, of course. I won't say a word.

Besides, the staff here changes all the time.

I think Hortensia and I are the only ones left.

Didn't Hortensia recognize you?

Good. Let's keep it that way.

I want you to think of me as your friend.

Hey.

Um...

I also wanted to tell you something.

It's hard for me to talk about, but I think it's important.

No one knows this, but...

Oh, Rebeca.

Besides helping me, your dad...

He...

He raped me.

He was 20 years older than me.

And I had a relationship with him from when I was 16 until I was 23.

I didn't know how to react, and...

It kept happening until I moved to Puebla.

And, well, I wanted to tell you because...

Because I've been worried that he might...

have done the same to you.

Are you okay?

Don't get involved with coworkers.

Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.

[Zamudio] It looks just like this one. You know which one it is.

Things can't just disappear here.

Handle this, okay? Rebeca.

Hey, Rebeca.

You've been avoiding me long enough, haven't you?

What's going on? I've been looking for you.

You didn't leave a phone number, and...

I was hoping for us to work the same shift.

To see you.

We can't do this at work.

It's not ethical to get involved with coworkers.

Okay, okay, but...

We could meet outside of the hospital.

You have other women outside, don't you?

WOMEN'S RESTROOMS AND LOCKERS

JUÁREZ HOSPITAL DR. RICARDO ZAMUDIO

[door creaking]

[whistles then chuckles]

Hey, hey, listen.

Is it me, or is there a little bit of chemistry between us? Am I wrong?

Get out.

Hey, calm down.

I see naked people every day, because of my job. It's fine.

-It's the women's dressing room. -I know, but don't get upset.

-Get out. Get out. -It's fine, listen...

Get out. Get out.

What's the matter with you?

You're hitting me? You're a b--

A waste of time. That's what you are.

Frigid.

[groans]

[screams]

[banging on locker]

I didn't get involved with him.

JUÁREZ HOSPITAL DR. RICARDO ZAMUDIO

Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me.

Yet not my will, but yours be done.

Deliver me from the temptation of doing my own will...

instead of yours.

God Almighty.

[ethereal humming]

Do you have your patient's report, doctor?

Farías Peralta, Vanessa, 16 years old.

Car accident.

Her liver was pushed upward, into her lung.

But no organs were damaged. It was a successful surgery.

She'll stay here for at least 12 hours.

If nothing changes, we can move her to in-patient.

You talk beautifully, doctor.

That's the meds talking, Vane.

No, it's my heart talking.

I love you, handsome doctor.

Can we talk?

Move.

I can't see that handsome man.

Doctor, she's attacking me.

No, she's just taking your blood pressure.

Everything's fine, okay?

Why aren't you a gynecologist?

We'll talk about that later. For now just get better, okay?

García, lend me your key to the unit.

I'll take care of my patient. I don't need you here.

Go to the in-patient area. They're always short on staff.

Doctor, doctor.

But you'll be alone.

What if you need something?

I'll tell Paula or Luciana.

But... Pardon my bluntness.

But I don't deserve to be treated this way.

My work has been flawless.

I'm still on probation.

Do you see this?

You did this.

Okay?

What? Oh, please.

No one can see that. But this...

I know how to hit without leaving a mark.

And as you said yourself, you're on probation. I'm an attending.

And this is going into my report tomorrow.

So don't worry. You won't have to see me again.

[ominous music playing]

Ow! I'm cold.

Handsome Doctor.

I'm here to check on you, baby. How are you feeling?

Good, now that you're here.

Are we alone?

Yes, we are alone.

I have never liked a doctor this much.

[chuckles]

Would you like a kiss?

Yes.

[ghostly voice] María.

María.

[slow footsteps]

Do it.

Do you know what I had to do?

Do you know what I did?

Hey, hey.

Calm down.

Hey.

Are you okay?

What's wrong?

[door closes]

[ominous music playing]

Dr. Zamudio.

What is it, nurse?

There's someone in the unit.

What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to go to in-patient?

No, but someone pushed the tray with...

There was a scalpel.

You go check back there. I'll check every patient.

Are you okay?

[gasps]

What is it, nurse?

[Vanessa moaning]

This makeup. It's too red.

Vanessa, what did you do?

-Handsome doctor. -What did you do?

-No, let go, let go. -Give me that. Give it to me.

-Let go of me. -Lie down.

Calm down.

-What do we do, doctor? -I need gauze.

Gauze. Now.

So are you sure she inflicted all those wounds on herself?

Excuse me, please. Thank you.

So there are two options here.

Either she was drugged and tricked,

or maybe...

that was an attempted suicide.

Either way...

no one comes in or out of here.

At least until the police get here.

NO ENTRY ONGOING INVESTIGATION

-[Zamudio] You're not a cop? -I'm a surveyor. It's different.

They'll be here tomorrow.

In the meantime, no one is to use that "post-opera" room.

Your keys, please.

Thank you. Ramírez.

[Ramírez] Yes, sir.

You're staying in this K6 for 24 hours in RO.

-Yes. -Okay?

-"Here," here? -Yes, here.

I'll try to come back. In the meantime, no one goes in or out.

Except for strictly necessary personnel.

Check everyone in and out. Okay, you heard that?

What a way to end your probation.

Don't tell me you didn't remember.

If by tomorrow morning you haven't killed anyone,

you'll have passed...

Ladies, a second, please.

I need to ask something.

Yes, we know. We're not leaving.

They told us we have to wait for the police. It won't be long.

That's not it. May I speak, please?

All this floor's nurses are gone.

Damn it. You women can't keep a secret, can you?

What do you mean, they're gone?

The incident was published.

Lourdes Guerrero got the scoop. She interviewed the patient's parents.

They're out of the country,

but they managed to screw us from a distance.

That's not all. There was an incident with one of the temp nurses.

She gave an interview, and talked about ghosts.

Double shifts, then.

-No sleeping. -[man] That's right.

Or else I'd have to transfer patients to other hospitals,

and there aren't enough ambulances.

Many of them would die.

Count me in.

Don't worry.

We'll take turns.

Ah. So be it, then.

Okay.

That's more like it. I'll pay you extra or something.

Ms. García, your documents. I haven't forgotten.

Let's go change.

"Bad Omen" Nurse.

I heard about the patient who butchered herself.

I hope this isn't related to one of your ideas.

I wasn't even there.

Exactly, "Bad Omen" Nurse.

Since you came to this hospital, things have been happening.

How are you, pretty one?

We should go grab something to eat.

[Hortensia] Rebeca, get over here.

I have to explain this to the agents.

It is from patient Vanessa Farías.

How could she not feel any pain,

while she's stabbing her face and her eye with a scalpel?

It's unlikely.

Although we do have very strong painkillers.

[phone rings]

Critical Patients Unit.

[Ariana] Rebeca, is that you?

-Yes. -It's Ariana. I heard what happened.

Are you okay? Have the police questioned you?

No, she's not here. She called in sick.

Oh, you can't talk?

No, I can't.

Okay, then. Listen.

Be very careful.

I understand why you changed your name to work there.

But if the police find out about your time in the psychiatric hospital,

you'll become a suspect.

They'll think you did it.

-What's going on? -Nothing.

A nurse's family member looking for her.

Arrogant people.

Would you help us with the results of what the girl had in her bloodstream?

What's written down doesn't match the blood test results

the police asked for.

It also doesn't make any sense what's missing.

GHB, deoxyephedrine, scopolamine...

Is all this normal?

Well...

I think someone's stealing from the unit again.

No, it is not normal.

Why don't you ask the nurses?

They're the ones who should know what's supposed to be in a patient's blood.

Actually, Nurse García...

She was by the unit door when I left the bathroom.

Why don't you ask her what she gave her?

What is it, girl? Do you have a problem?

-I can help you. -No.

No, Dr. Zamudio sent me to the in-patient unit.

But I didn't give anyone anything until you were here.

What? I guess he made a mistake, then.

But since we're women and nurses,

get ready to take the fall.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Anyway, I'm leaving. I have to write the report the agents asked for.

If the technician comes to set up the equipment,

please, let me know.

Hey, little one. Can we talk?

I have to finish my rounds.

Go ahead.

What do you think, Ugalde?

That guilty attitude. I like it.

Do you want me to force her here, to be questioned?

No, calm down.

But we need to dig deeper first, so we can corner her.

Right.

[ethereal humming]

[Luciana] That little song.

Our ghost has been very active, huh?

Rule number three, "Don't get involved with coworkers."

Hey, hey.

-Is it this one? -This one.

Here's the equipment. Where should I set it up?

All three cameras in that hall over there.

All the other things, here at the nurses' station.

Nurse, who authorized you to call a technician

to come set some cameras up here?

-That's not your job. -Whose is it?

I was called by the assistant director.

I'm acting manager.

The cameras were sent by the police. Ask him.

If you can't, I can let you know when they're coming.

Okay, I'll allow the cameras to be set up here. For now.

Next time, ask, nurse.

Damn bitches.

Go get some rest, Rebeca.

[snorts]

Rebeca...

Rebeca, Rebeca.

Hey, hey, hey.

What is it?

Eh? Well...

Just that we're here alone. Just you and me.

You know?

I've been thinking,

and I reached a conclusion.

If you're good to me, I'll be good to you.

But if you're bad to me, well...

I'll have to tell everyone you're the one who drugged the patient.

I didn't do it.

Hey, shh, look at me. Hold on.

Look at me.

I... I am a doctor.

And you, you're just a nurse.

Who do you think they'll believe?

Right?

Yes.

-No, Dad, no. -Dad?

What do you mean, "Dad"? What?

What did Daddy do to you? Did he rape you?

Is that why you have those sexual issues? That's why you're so boring.

[slow footsteps and ethereal humming]

-The rules. -He raped... What rules?

There are no rules.

No one's here. Here, there's only you...

and me, okay?

Listen, I'm your confidant, and I'm... I'm going to take care of you.

Okay? I'll take good care of you, baby.

Shh! Shh, shh.

[grunting]

Help me.

Remember.

Not one word.

[clears throat]

Coming, Hortensia.

Hortensia?

Hortensia?

Mother, if it is your will, keep this match away from me.

THE TERRIBLE MURDERS OF EULALIA ESTRADA

THE TERRIBLE MURDERS

OF EULALIA ESTRADA

SHE WAS A NURSE AT THE JUÁREZ HOSPITAL

COUNTLESS DEAD PROVOKED AN OUTBREAK OF THE PLAGUE

EULALIA ESTRADA KILLED A DOCTOR AND SEVERAL PATIENTS,

AND THEN KILLED HERSELF DISFIGURING HER FACE

[ethereal humming]

What happened to you, Eulalia?

Why are you still here?

Can I help you find your peace?

María.

They need you.

To discipline them.

If you don't mind me saying it,

they have been disrespectful.

Obscene.

They belittled me.

But I corrected them.

Correct them.

Do you know what I did?

[humming]

[intense music playing]

[screaming]

[roaring]

[humming in distance]

[slow footsteps]

SILENCE

[metallic scraping]

[intense music playing]

Put those scissors down, ma'am.

Put those scissors down.

No, no, honey.

I'll go first.

CRITICAL PATIENTS

[machine beeping rapidly]

No, no, no. Calm down. You'll be all right.

Do not get involved.

Put those scissors down, ma'am.

Put those fucking scissors down.

Shit.

[screams]

"Honey."

[screams]

Help.

Help.

[alarm wailing]

"Bad Omen" Nurse.

-Why did you do it? -You're hurt.

[Sánchez] "Bad Omen" Nurse.

What the hell did you do now?

"Bad Omen" Nurse.

What the hell did you do now?

"Bad Omen."

[patients all speaking indistinctly]

Please, thank the head of the hospital for me.

Yes, I'll go give the good news to my employees right away.

Thank you. Thank you.

Yes, thank you. Goodbye.

[alarm wailing]

[wheels squeaking]

Nurse.

Nurse.

No, go away.

Run.

I told you to leave.

[ghostly voice] "Old wives' tales."

[roaring]

Hey, hey.

What is it, nurse? Eh? What is it?

Let's go. She's going to kill us. Let's go.

No, no, no.

Help.

Luciana.

What happened?

Who did this to you? What happened?

Are you okay?

Who did it?

Who did it?

Nurse, what happened here?

What happened? Who did this?

Who did this?

[crying]

[screaming]

No, no, no.

Don't kill him, please. Please.

I'm sorry, Rebeca.

Forgive me, please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I hurt you.

You make me sick.

You make me sick.

You all make me sick.

No.

Stop.

[roaring]

[intense music playing]

Eulalia killed everyone.

Is Eulalia La Planchada?

I found that in the basement.

She killed a doctor many years ago.

Mr. Agent,

I have the camera footage you sent for.

-Do you want to see it? -Of course.

[Hortensia] No, no.

It's impossible.

I'll be right back.

[sirens wailing in distance]

TORTURES AND KILLS HER FATHER

That's not me.

No, no. That's not me.

No, what are you doing?

The handsome doctor sent it for you.

And this makeup.

To help you look prettier.

That's nice.

I love him.

No, that's not me.

-Don't worry. -I didn't kill anyone.

We just need to ask you a few questions.

No, believe me. I swear, that's not me.

Translated by: Érika Moranchel