Bikini Nurses

"Bikini Nurses".

"Bikini Nurses".

Let's do it.

Nurse!

Nurse. Anyone?

Nurse?

Nurse.

Stand up.

Nurse. Help.

Anyone!

Anyone!

Where are you? Where are all of you?

Where are those bikini nurses?

Where are you?

Pain!

Why won't you help me?

Please.

I'm trapped, I'm trapped. I can't...

The walls, they're coming in on me.

"Have bikini nurses." Help!

Well, I should be done at like seven ish maybe.

We could get dinner or...

Yeah. No, we should.

No, it's been so dead lately.

Nurse!

- Not again. - Nurse!

It's this same tech dude.

Oh my gosh.

My stomach.

Oh, it hurts.

Girls, let's do this.

- It's the same guy? - Again. Yep.

We got this.

- Totally. - Girls.

You know what? We got this.

Let's do it.

We're gonna save him.

- Let's go. - Yes, let's do it.

We got this.

Nurses.

- He keeps moving his legs. - What's going on?

- Oh my, my s-stomach. - Oh, my God.

This is Bill Race. He always does this.

Look At him. He's faking it.

Look at him. - There's no way.

He's not faking it.

- Hello? - Yes.

We have to help him.

No, he's faking it.

- William! - Okay. You can stop now.

- Hey, he's faking it. - William.

Trust me.

Dammit.

I told you. See?

- You are pathetic. - Totally.

What are you even doing?

- You don't know w- - He just wants attention.

Yeah.

You don't know what it's like to be a millionaire.

To be rich like me.

- Oh, my God. - The pressure.

- He's gonna make me cry now. - Must be so hard.

Why are you doing this?

You're taking away from our real patients.

Yeah, that's the problem.

Right there. Right there.

You know, you guys spend too much time

with your real patients.

You don't handle someone like me at all.

You know what? In fact, I'm gonna buy this place.

Oh, really?

Really. I've got the money to back that up.

I'm gonna leave, I'm gonna buy this hospital

by, by tomorrow morning.

I'm gonna march out of here, I'm gonna go to the bank,

I'm gonna get a loan, I'm gonna get the money,

I'm gonna buy it flat out.

No, you're not.

- You need to leave. - So you need to get out.

You need to get out.

Come on. - You need to leave.

You know what?

I don't have to take a loan out.

I'm gonna get this place by dawn tomorrow morning.

You'll see. Just wait, you'll see.

Get outta my way. I'm outta here.

- Oh, you wish. - You're going that way.

- Get outta here. - Get outta here.

Come on. Get outta here.

Get outta hell outta here.

Go! Go!

- What are we gonna do? - Geez.

I think he's, he's just pulling another one,

a little, little stunt.

It's a prank. - Yeah.

Okay. Let's go back to work.

Yeah. I have a lot of things to attend to.

Still have to clean it every day.

These gloves are shit.

They're inside out.

I wish I had someone to take care of.

I wish I had someone to take care of.

This is where my favorite patient lied.

You were the perfect patient

before you died.

What's a hospital with no one to take care of?

What's the point?

Maybe Bill is right.

Maybe I'll just go back to the farm.

At least I have someone to take care of over there.

If only I could dust off my real heart.

What is life?

Why do people die and go away?

I don't wanna leave this bikini clinic.

I love it here.

I'll do anything in my power to stop him from buying it.

Hmm.

Thinking.

I'm thinking.

What are the lungs?

What does it mean to breathe?

What is the breath of life?

What's the point of life?

I'm not going back to the farm.

All I do day clean.

I'm gonna help somebody.

I'm gonna cure somebody.

I'm a nurse.

I'm a nurse!

I'm a nurse.

I am not just any nurse. I'm a bikini nurse.

Hey, buddy.

Just making my rounds.

What are we even doing here?

Look at me. I'm in a freaking bikini in a hospital.

If I ran this place,

that would be the greatest clinic in Los Angeles.

Yeah.

Well, it's too late now, I guess.

But, you know, it's never late for a change, though.

He cannot buy this place.

What am I gonna do?

Go back working at the Diner, cleaning tables. Hell no.

I won't let him do that.

We gotta come up with something.

I'm not gonna let him get away with this.

Not this time.

Okay.

Okay, Gina. You are worrying too much.

You're not gonna go back to the Diner.

You're not gonna clean the tables

and deal with annoying customers.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Not anymore, no.

We gotta organize this place.

That'll make it great.

Yes. I'm gonna do this.

It's time to make a change.

This one goes here.

This one over here.

Looking pretty.

I have to clean this place up.

Is it okay, buddy?

This, we're gonna do this.

So sad.

She shouldn't have died like that.

That was gruesome.

Where are all of the patients?

It's so empty.

What are we gonna do?

Stupid millionaire piece of shit.

He thinks he can solve everything with his money.

Money, money, money.

But you know what he can't buy?

Love. What this place has.

Ring. Ring.

Hi. Bikini Clinic.

Yes. This is she.

The bank?

No.

You're serious?

No way. By tomorrow?

Shit!

Okay.

Okay.

Shit, shit, shit.

What am I even doing?

Think, think, think.

Uh, fuck.

Uh, okay, okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

Ugh, that asshole!

Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Okay.

Need to call a meeting. Meeting, meeting, meeting.

Girls! Girls, we need to have a meeting.

Shit, I can't go back to the Valley.

No, no, no. Tim's there, Rod's there.

Oh my gosh. I'm so dead.

I am so freaking dead.

Girls, meeting. Now!