De første 200 linjer.
Nothing.
Bag her. Come on.
I'll take this.
Can you put it there?
-Still no pulse. -Come on, Soledad.
-Charge. -On it.
Let me know.
Ready.
-Do it. -Clear.
-Nothing. Again. -Two-sixteen.
Go.
-Are you charging? -Yeah, on it.
-Nothing. Go. -Clear.
-Nothing. Come on. -Two-sixteen-thirty.
I'm ready.
Paddle her.
-We're losing her. -Two-seventeen.
One more.
-Now. -Clear.
No reaction.
-She's gone, guys. -Two-seventeen-thirty.
-Let's bring her down. -Okay.
-Time of death: 2:17. -I'm writing 2:17.
I'll notify the relatives.
-Bring her down quickly. -Yes, doctor.
What are you doing, Roldán? Leave her, she's dead.
-Clear. -Marcos.
Leave it.
-Leave it, Roldán. -Roldán, she's gone.
-Clear. -What are you doing?
Put her on a lidocaine drip.
Well done, Roldán.
She gets to live one more week.
Go back to sleep, Gerardo, come on.
Can you get me a cigarette?
Come on, lie down, please.
Lie down. Get some rest.
DOSE
Leave me alone.
-Can you keep it down, please? -I need to sleep.
You'll sleep later.
Could you be gentler?
-What's up? -Pass me the bedpan, Marcos.
Did you choose this job?
Don't you feel disgusted to be touching shit?
Here. Let me help you.
If you say you like it, I won't believe you.
Come on, let me help you.
The girl who works at home says she likes it, too.
-I don't believe her. -I like it.
And somebody has to do it.
Do you like it or somebody has to do it?
Your job is awful. Awful. But, well...
Do you want me to lift the back of the bed?
No, no. Get me a Parisienne, brother.
-Don't be a nag. -Get me a Parisienne.
-Or a Camel, I don't care. -Dream on.
You took out something there.
Yes, look. The catheter got loose.
This. It wasn't tight.
If you take your catheter out, I have 50 more.
If you think you're tough, I'm tougher than you.
Careful, it's full.
You better stay quiet or we'll have to give you a sedative,
or restrain you.
If you restrain me, I'll report you.
Do as you see fit, you're a big girl. Very well.
Lucrecia, stop it, please.
You can't tell me what to say or what to do.
Lucrecia, I won't tell you anything, but calm down. Please.
-I'm calm. -Okay, calm down, please.
You don't look like you're calm.
Come, I need you.
And you, try to cough more gracefully.
Look how he coughs.
Who decided to stop giving her antibiotics?
Who do you think it was?
They're all so mad at your heroic act.
I think you violated the protocol for nothing.
It's a matter of days.
Leave her like this until an infection kills her is inhumane.
We got her a chance, and they're not giving her any.
One, two, three.
She doesn't have a chance, Marcos.
You're the only one who thinks she does.
I mean, what did you save her for? Look.
Come on. Let's go.
One, two, three.
She's suffering.
Relax.
Come here. Come on.
Come here.
What's up?
Come here.
What's up?
I want to talk to you. Sit down.
Okay. Tell me.
What?
What's that?
I brought you some birthday cake from one of the guys in the lab.
-Who? -Lucas.
He didn't invite me.
What are we celebrating?
That you'll be the new area supervisor.
Quiroga was given an indefinite medical leave.
-Is he still in hospital? -Yes.
I appreciate it, but I'm not going to celebrate our boss is in a coma.
It's not that. It's not our fault he's like that.
Make a wish, it's almost true. Come on.
Your candle is a little crooked.
There you go.
Come on, blow it.
Excuse me, sir, these aren't visiting hours.
No, this is Marcos, our workmate.
Sorry. Gabriel Santos, nice to meet you.
-Likewise. -I heard about you, you're famous.
I wouldn't say that. First job?
Uh-huh.
-Thanks for today, Noe. -It's nothing.
Go rest.
Hey, newbie, get me a cigarette.
Okay. I'll bring some later.
Thank you.
Shall I start taking the samples?
Always check the elastic is tucked in, or it gets loose.
Thank you.
Be careful with wrinkles, too.
They rub against the skin and cause bedsores.
You'll have to put a lot of cream, patients complain.
And doctors come whining to us.
And now we don't have a supervisor.
So we have to take responsibility.
What happened to the supervisor?
Quiroga. Poor guy.
He had an embolic stroke.
He went in for a study and he was admitted to hospital, in a coma.
He got better, but he's still unconscious.
Doctors fuck it up everywhere, you know.
Did that happen here?
At the Polyclinic.
Did you put dextrose here?
Yes. Her glucose was low.
Is that okay?
-Let me know next time. -Okay.
Let's see Lucrecia.
You again?
-Shouldn't Bordenave do that? -We do it, Lucre.
I thought you only cleaned poop.
If you prefer, we can leave you unchanged.
No, do your job.
Guys, get ready, there's a few coming in, there's been an accident near here.
Get gauze, quick. Go get it.
This one's stable. He goes to 105. He needs to be cleaned up.
Excuse me, doc...
I have one at the OR. The scrub nurse isn't available, come, Roldán.
Dr. Linares, wouldn't it be better if Gabriel went with you?
-He's new. -Gabriel stays here.
Let's go.
It would be nice. Are you interested?
Yes.
When are you free?
We could go tomorrow.
Tomorrow? There's a bar near, it's cool.
We can tell the lab guys.
Do you think so?
Yes, they'll go.
Okay.
How did it go?
Not so well.
The guy survived, but the damage is irreversible.
Linares went to talk to the family to see what they want to do.
What's his name?
Pablo Méndez. His medical record is there.
Marcos!
-Yes. -Are you still here?
-Yeah. -Get in, I'll give you a lift.
Can you put the volume down?
-You don't like it? -It's too loud.
Is this way okay?
Yes, go straight to the station. I'll tell you the way.
Do you live alone?
Yes. No, well, yes.
And you?
Were you dumped?
I live alone, too.
I don't like commitment.
It takes out time for what I really like.
What are you doing?
I'm taking the samples.
Your shift starts in an hour.
Yes, but I wanted to get a head start, so Bordenave has everything ready.
Hemotherapy does this, they won't be happy.
I know. I wanted to practice, I asked Lucas and he said it was okay.
-Lucas? -Yes, Lucas.
Do you know him?
He's nice.
Where did you learn?
My mom.
-But you said you had never-- -Yeah, but my mom was a nurse.
She told stories at home that I found incredible.
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