The Zero Hour (La hora cero) (La hora cero)

They call me Parca -The Reaper- because l bring death.

lt's what l get paid for.

lf l'm at your door, your time's up.

lt's always somebody's time.

And today...

lt's my time.

Somebody, help me!

Buitre!

- Where were you? -You gonna let me die, man?

What the fuck happened? You're shot.

Let's get them -Leave the chick.

Tito, don't leave me, please

Tito? What the hell, Parca?

Grab her and stop fucking around.

Watch it, man. You're getting blood on my new shoes.

Doctors responding to their union's request, public hospitals today...

lt is now the Zero Hour foreighty percent of medics nationwide...

We are suspending all services and can no longer guarantee a patient's life.

lt's the first time in Venezuelan histoy that a strike of this nature occurs.

Emergency Rooms can not be abandoned by doctors...

Constitutional law forbids it.

And those doctors will be held responsible for what happens.

The Government has proven it self incapable,

And what is going on at this hospital?

My girl fell down and they refuse to see her.

- And are there doctors here? -Yes, there afe.

l think a person's life is worth more than what these doctors are asking for.

Union leaders assure...

that unless salay and work condition demands are met...

the doctors will remain on strike.

Sugar, l'm gonna kiss parts you didn't know you had.

Cura!

Gotta work, baby.

Give me a hand.

Put her on my bike.

Watch it.

- We're not gonna go kill'em? -We're going to the doctor first.

Tito, l can't do this.Tito?Look at me. l'm here.

We're gonna take you to a doctor and you're gonna be fine.

You gotta trust me, ok?

Come on, Parca, let's go.

Put your arm through here.

You sure you can ride like that?

Today's stoy centers on the medical strike.

A strike that will leave thousands without health care.

A strike occurring during a cholera outbreak.

We go now to our correspondent,Veronica Rojas...

who is live at the Municipal Hospital. Go ahead, Veronica.

Today we witness the clash of two protests.

On one hand, public-sector doctors are on strike...

until the government approves a salay increase. Gather at clinics and hospitals...

- Protesting the lack of medical attention. - Let's go.

lf we didn't get to you,you'll have to wait 'till after the strike.

There you go.

'There you go?' Aren't you gonna give her an IV or something?

Lose the diet pills,get her a milkshake.

Let's go, we're late.

You people have no compassion.

l hope that mob gives you what you deserve.

Ma'am, please.

Careful out there, if you get hurt,we won't be here to help.

Weren't you on the lookout?

l heard the shots -When l got there,Parca was carying that chick.

But l've never seen her.

Move it, we're running late.

l iust finished a 48-hour shift.

And l've been lying on the beach all day?

Sit up. l want to ask you something.

What did you run out of last night? Sutures?

And cotton.

So...

So l don't feel like fighting all those people out there.

Don't l fight enough in here?

lf you're not going to the strike,then go help those patients.

Pick a side, damn it!

Here comes the doctor.

Let go!

Out of the way!

Nobody move.

We're closed for the strike!

Move it.

Buitre, we're going in.

We're on strike! Take her to another hosp...

Stay where you are.

Doctor! -Get back here.

Where's the fucking doctor?

Help her!

l can't. There's no trauma equipment here.

Please, help her. Help her

That way. -Move it, cocksucker.

We need a doctor out here

Shut up, so do we.

What happened?

Can't you tell? She got shot.

Did you monitor your pregnancy? -Yes.

How many weeks? -Thirty three

Grab this. Hold it there.

Fetal heart beat is irregular, but l can't operate here.

You need to take her to a hospital.

What about the strike?

So take her to a private hospital.

l'll call an ambulance

Grab your shit.l'll get the ambulance.

Buitre, do your thing.We're out.

Cura. Let's roll.

Who called the cab?

This way, pal. Easy, l iust started my day.

- This ain't a robbey, it's an emergency. - l'll cooperate.

- Wait, l have some plastic.- You can't put her in there!

lt's for the seats. That was new upholstey!

The keys.

Here, pal, take my bike. l stole it anyway.

Why didn't you warn me?

Stop fucking around.

l gotta push.

Are you having contractions? -Yes.

Shit.

- What's your name? -Ladydi.

So where to, boss?

To the Jose Gregorio. -Say what?

The hospital wherewe kidnapped the gringa.

l have to see how dilated you are. Lift your leg.

Hey man,l would do this for your girl.

But l don't even know this bitch.

She's bleeding to death.

- What's happening? -The baby's coming.

- Am l going to die? -You're gonna have to push.

One , two... three, push!

l want a hospital!

You want me to do this, we go fifty / fifty from now on.

Equal partners, man.

l need help back here.

Are you fucking crazy?

She's too weak. Put your hand here, help me push.

One, Two... Push!

Keep pushing!

God damn it.

Take the shoulder.

l need a knife, a lighter .

- No. What are you gonna do? -Don't wory.

You're gonna be ok.

On three...

One, Two... Push!

That's it.

God fucking damn it!

Let's leave her with the cops.

Move it.

l ain't moving till you tell me: we partners or what?

Do it.

Done.

Fuck!

Hold her.

Push!

lt's coming!

My baby...

l got you.

Hello?

We're headed to the Jose Gregorio Hospital.

Tell the kids there's gonna be a party. The pi\code(0144)ata they keep.

Just like that.

See ya', sadist.

Sory, Mrs. Isabel, would you mind asking how Milagros is doing?

- Why don't you ask? -They won't give me any information.

Oh, that's right.They only give it to family.

As it should be.This is a family matter.

Hey, Ladydi... Iook at me.

- What the fuck is happening?- She's lost too much blood.

Do something!- l'm tying!

lf we don't get to an O.R, she's going to die.

Watch the road.

Watch out!

Hold it there.

Nobody move, we're the real deal.

Hit the floor.

Outta there.

On the ground!

Hey, no yelling.We're in a hospital.

Ready, Doctor?

Five, four, ready.

What's happening?

Right here!

You can't be here, this is a sterile environment!

The quicker you save her, the quicker l Ieave.

Eveybody, get to work.

You, come here. -Move it, lady.

She's having difficulty breathing. Do you have an incubator?

Get a blood type screening.

Gunshot wound to the right abdomen and has placental retention.

l need four units of blood.

Where you going, Doogie?

Mrs. Flor, get the doctor some scrubs.

Wait, l'm not a surgeon. l haven't done this since my residency.

Go change.

Damn it.

Pressure, please.

lt's ok, we're taking care of you.

She's lost a lot of blood.

My baby?

Why are you all covered in tattoos?

You stole this?