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My name is Jessie.

Let me tell you a story about death.

What really happens to you when you die...

I know everything about it.

Because it's my job...

I work with the dead.

Every time we bring a new body here,

that light flickers.

I don't know. I never noticed.

You want to try again?

Huh? Let's try!

Stop it! Let's go.

I'm hungry, let's finish this up.

Want to bet?

Just hurry up.

Come on, let's make a bet.

No!

Come on!

Come on!

Let's just finish this, I'm hungry.

Are you the new one?

Yes, been here a week.

So...

seven days?

I'm starving, let's go!

Close the door, please.

Are you alright, Jessie?

I'm okay, sir.

You heard that?

Oops!

Sorry.

Even dead people make noise.

Right, Mrs. Tabitha?

Oh! Sorry.

Sandwich?

- I'm all good, sir. - You sure?

Yes, Sir!

Acupuncture.

Sorry, Sir?

Go to an acupuncturist.

Acupuncture healed my pinched nerve.

Uh... I'm okay.

Probably just a stiff neck.

Stretching!

Like this.

See?

Just like that.

Okay, here we go.

You’ve been here...

For one week, Sir.

Right...

How come it seems longer than that?

Okay! More lessons for you.

Most of the time, a body will only end up in the freezer...

if the death looks suspicious...

or the passing took place here in the hospital...

or while still waiting for the morticians...

or when the doctor hasn’t signed the Cause of Death form.

C.O.D.

These should always be kept closed.

Always remember that.

Yes, Sir.

Jessie.

Sorry, Sir.

You will hear a lot of noise here, Jessie.

Yes, Sir! That's one of your first lessons last week.

The good thing is, they're all just sounds.

Now, call them by their names.

Billy...

Robert...

Mrs. Tabitha...

Lazarus...

Jairus...

I’ll introduce all of our guests to you.

Elizabeth Maron.

Good morning, Elizabeth.

Sorry, Elizabeth.

It’s an old habit.

I'm just making sure that they're 100% dead.

But why the toe, Sir? Why not any other body part?

Because it's more painful...

if you’re still alive.

There was this 24-year-old...

pronounced dead!

15 hours later...

woke up...

gets up in the morgue.

Sir, is that even real?

There was also a 78-years-old...

that was discovered still alive...

and literally kicking and screaming inside a body bag in the funeral home.

That's why my needle...

can help save lives.

No, Jess...

Don't... Jessie...

Excuse me, Jessie.

Go ahead, Sir.

Doctor Alex?

What the fuck! Sh--

Shit!

No! Sit down, sit down.

Sir...

I’m sorry.

You had your shift last night?

At what time?

Yesterday afternoon, Sir. At around...

around three... 3:00p.m.

How’s your neck?

It's fine, Sir. I’m probably just tired.

Oh, wow.

You’ve been on-duty for almost 20 hours?

Sir, it's okay.

My replacement, Nora, will be here soon.

I’ll have somebody call Nora.

In the meantime, I'll clock your O.T. at two and a half.

Yes, Sir.

Thank you! That means a lot.

Busy day, Jessie!

Don’t go napping on me.

Yes, Sir!

I mean no, Sir!

No, I will not sleep again.

So…

You’ve met my little friend up there?

Say hi to Billy!

Hi, Billy!

Are you religious?

Oh!

Sorry, Sir.

It was from my fiancé.

Hey...

Don’t worry...

I won't judge you.

Back then...

I used to be religious.

I was born and raised...

by the Catholic cross.

What changed?

I'm sorry.

You don’t have to answer that.

Everything changed when...

my fiancé died.

Sorry...

I’m sorry, I--

No, Sir. It's alright. We can talk about it.

You can talk to me.

Thank you, Sir.

Do you believe in the afterlife?

Life after death?

No, I don't.

Why?

I promise you, when I die...

I'll come visit you.

And prove to you there is indeed life after death.

Sir, that’s impossible!

It's very unlikely to happen.

And nobody really knows.

Did you know that Muslims, Christians, Jews...

they all believe in the "End of Days."

In the end of the world.

Well, even Buddhists and Hindus believe as well, right?

"Blood moon rising..."

"while the sun is rising too."

Sir, tell me.

Why do you believe in...

life after death?

Afterlife?

Because I really want to see my wife again.

I’m sorry, Sir.

No, don’t be.

In fact, I’m excited.

Where else would I go?

Oh shit!

I didn’t know Billy’s neck is broken.

So...

What do you think will happen to Billy?

Where is he now?

I don’t know, Sir.

Maybe somewhere... wherever he is.

Where exactly?

Somewhere. I don’t really know.

What place?

Uh... Sir...

Where is Billy?

Behind you!

Shit!

Dammit! Fuck!

Shit!

Fuck!

Motherfucker!

Fuck.

Sir, sorry.

I’m really sorry!

- Sorry. Sorry, sorry. - I'm really sorry, Sir!

Don’t be afraid of the dead!

They won’t disturb you.

This is the safest place.

The dead won't hurt you.

Three, two, one!

Sorry.

Sir...

How are you able to raise the cadavers up there?

Well, I had a lifter once...

but it broke.

So now, I use 50!

Fifty?

I pay those two jerks 50 to help me out.

"That it will never come again..."

"is what makes life so sweet."

"Believing what we don’t believe..."

"does not exhilarate."

Emily Dickinson!

"And to die..."

"would be an awfully big adventure."

Who said that?

Peter Pan!

The heck!

Come on, help me with this.

- Hey, Doc! - Hi, Doc.

- How are you? - I'm good.

Good day, Doc!

We missed you!

Jessie, these are detectives Humpty and Dumpty!

Oh! Come on, Doc!

Hi, Jessie! I'm Detective Jose.

This is Detective Suarez, my partner.

Professional partners, that is!

Hello, Jessie.

Here.

Let’s go this way.

I don’t understand why you like coming here,

when you can just wait for the cadavers in your lab.

Because, Doc, you’re way better than our medical examiners.

Fool!

Courtside tickets.

Another token of gratitude from our department.

Thank you, you retards!

The last seats you gave me was so far!

I didn't even know who won!

Don't worry, it's all fixed this time.

It better be.

Smartass!

Well, here’s Billy.

Ooh!

Fractured neck!

Obviously, not a suicide.

Unless he used his feet!

Found any suspects?

We have leads, but no suspects yet.

What about the bullet?

None. Through and through.

You're the detectives around here.

Look harder for those in the crime scene.

Are you mocking us?

C.O.D.

Cause of Death...

Gunshot wound to the head.

And that’s where my job ends.

Admin.

Yes, hi! This is Jessie.

I’m the new morgue assistant.

Just want to check if my replacement could make it today?

Hello? Hello?

Can Nora make it here today?

Just stay for a while.

Many couldn't make it because of the storm.

Roads are flooded.

Do you want to get her number?

Nevermind, I already have it.

Thanks anyway.

That’s clean enough.

Let Nora continue that later.

But she's supposed to be here already...

Around four hours ago.

You can go home if you want to.

I’ll wait for her.

No, Sir. It’s okay. I’ll stay.

Hello?

Hello, Nora!

It’s Jessie!

What time are you coming?

Hello?

Shit!

The fuck...

Jessie...

Don’t...

You promised...

They do that sometimes.

Fresh ones, at least.

This John Doe...

I call him Mr. Lazarus.

Because he's a twitcher.

Like what they say...

"Will rise up from the dead."

Just kidding, Mr. Lazarus!

Post-mortem spasm.

Correct!

I heard that, smart girl!

Mr. Lazarus will be proud of you.

Just some loose change.

Here, put this on.

Add some color to that ugly face.

Jackass!

Why not give me your share instead?

And keep that girly bag to yourself.

A perfect match with the blouse you stole.

Dumbass! It was left there.

So I took it home and gave it to my wife.

What wife? You don't have one!

Just use the lipstick!

Just give that to your ugly wife!

There’s someone outside.

Where?

There.

Over there, standing in the rain.

Oh yes, I see him.

That’s not the first time.

He always does that when it rains.

Free shower perhaps.

When the police are here...

they usually take a lot of photos.

Then they'll collect evidence like

fingernail scrapings, etc.

Yes, Sir. What should I do then?

Just take notes.

Give them what they need.

And never bring a body out without my permission.

Yes, Sir!

I want all records authographed.

Okay, Sir.

The muscles continue to move in really strange ways.

Cool, isn’t it?

Ballpen?

Sorry, wait...

Hey, careful!

Come here.

I want to show you something.

What's that?

Let me see.

The one I've been telling you about.

I've been chatting with her.

Zoom it in.

Just look at that body!

See what she's wearing!

That's nothing!

Ha! You're just jealous!

"And the trumpet is blown..."

"and all those who are standing in the heavens..."

"and those who are in the earth..."

"swoon away."

Why is there always...

a threat of... violence and kill--

Shhh!

"Save him, whom God has willed."

"Then it is blown a second time."

"And behold them standing..."

"Waiting."

It wouldn't be...

that literal, Sir. Right?

You okay?

You'll die...

Be raptured...

And that's it!

That's everyone's "End of Days."

"The stars will fall from the sky..."

"The sun will turn dark."

Seems very chaotic!

"I will cut off man"

"from upon the earth."

So, you finished Medtech?

Yes, Sir. Licensed.

Jairus...

Let's start again, okay?

Med school?

I'm still saving for it, Sir.

Hopefully, I'll start in two years.

Good.

I remember Med school...

On my first nightshift,

I thought the residents were fooling me.

Because I keep on hearing breathing corpses.

Turns out, just fresh bodies releasing gas!

It's really frightening to hear

a breathing corpse for the first time!

And when you’re just a student,

the staff will really scare the shit out of you.

Yes, Sir. I’ll keep that in mind.

Med School 101!

Is everything okay, Jessie?

Mrs. Tabitha!

What have you done?

Will the cremated ones be included in the rapture?

When the rapture comes,

the souls of the believers will be reunited with

their perfect and complete resurrection bodies.

"Cradle to the grave."

Back to cradle.

Now, clean that up!

Hello, Ma...

Yes, Ma. I’ll let you know right away.

Take care.

Alright. Bye.

Help...

Help me please…

Help...

My name is Jacob…

Dr. Alex?

Jessie.

Jacob…

You heard that?

Never ever open it when they knock.

Cadaveric spasm, Sir?

Shh…

This is different...

Shit! Son of a--

Sorry, Jacob!

Sorry, Jacob. Sorry...

Sorry, Sir. Sorry...

Are you scared of Jacob?

No, Sir.

Excuse me, Dr. Alex.

Are you alright?

I don’t usually get this emotional with our guests here.

Why?

Nothing, Sir.

I can sense that you have a lot of questions.

If there really is a soul...

What will happen to him? To Jacob?

Isn't suicide

supposed to be...

a sin?

So...

Jacob's death...

Is it God’s will too?

It's not God who ended his life...

It's the devil.

This is the devil's work!

But...

Isn't suicide done through 'free will'?

'Free will' that was given to us by God himself.

The Lord did not do this.

Yes, suicide is evil!

But Sir, Jacob took his own life.

And the Lord just let him do it?

The devil made him do it.

It took over his body.

Jacob wasn’t in his right mind during that time!

But his soul is with God now.

He is forgiven.

We have to take Jacob out.

Yes, Sir.

It’s time, Jacob.

We have to look after the dead...

and their families as well.

We’re not a funeral home.

Remember that, Jessie.

Clear!

Clear!

Sleep well, Jacob.

See you on the other side.

Sir, I'm good.

All of them, Jessie.

One day...

we’ll be reunited with them.

Slowly, please...

Hi!

You’re new here?

Yes Ma'am, one week.

You’re Jessie?

The new morgue assistant?

How's everything in there?

That place is terrifying!

You know…

Even though I’ve seen a lot of dead bodies,

it still frightens me when a new body is brought

there at the 'End of the World'.

End of the--

That’s how we call the morgue,

"End of the World".

Hey, if you want to hang out here sometimes.

Feel free to come over.

We can chat anytime.

Sure!

When you want someone to talk to.

Nice talking to you!

Ms. Beth.

Oh no!

Not Beth...

Bethany.

- Alright, Ms. Bethany. - Yes. Bethany.

Okay, bye.

What do you have?

Darn it!

I only got these...

Gift cards and a cheap cellphone.

Well, I got a gold ring!

From this Miss.

Lucky bastard!

Look.

You rascal--

- Don’t even dare to touch it! - You're one of a kind!

That looks expensive!

Because it is!

Give me the phone then. You already have a lot.

Your wife will like this.

- Shhh! - Look at the design.

Jessie!

Humpty and Dumpty are back.

Mr. Handsome here, joined our field trip today.

Who’s this?

Well, he claims to be

the loverboy of one of your guests here.

Let's see.

Elizabeth Maron.

Sir, I don’t know what they’re talking about. Please help me!

- No one’s talking to you! - Shut the fuck up!

You lying piece of shit!

Just a second, Doc.

Come here, boss.

Want some coffee?

Just relax!

Oh, Sir!

Kindly straighten your seat, Sir!

And, Sir!

Keep that safety belt fastened, Sir!

Fix yourself, damn it!

Hey, what's this?

Freezer 6.

On the top or bottom?

Bottom, of course! I don’t have fifty!

- Hurry up! - All good, Jessie?

- Come here. Let's look at it. - Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!

- Boys! Bring that over here. - I said here! You stupid shit!

Faster!

There! Go right there.

Stop being a pain in the ass!

There!

Sometimes, the police drag along suspects and make them face the victims.

They believe that the shock of seeing what they had done to the victim

would draw out a confession.

At first, some suspects refuse to cooperate...

but often admits to the crime once brought here in the morgue.

Ms. Jessie.

Ballpen?

Thank you, Ms. Jessie! Bye!

Go ahead! Take a closer look!

- Do you know her? - Start talking.

Who is she? You son of a bitch!

I love her so much! I thought she loved me too!

Yes, we had sex! I had her consent!

She wanted to fuck me too.

- I didn’t mean to kill you! - You son of a bitch!

'Sex with consent' your ass! That’s a dead person, dude!

She was already dead! You fucked a corpse!

You psycopath! Right, Doc?

Yes, Post-mortem.

Motherfucker!

Latin lesson for today 'Post-mortem!'

- Now move! - Let's go, motherfucker!

Thank you, Doc! Thank you, Jessie.

Thanks, Doc.

Jessie.

Well, that was fast.

We helped this woman, Jessie.

Yes, Sir.

Doctor Alex?

Doctor Alex?!

Doctor Alex?!

Doc…

Doctor Alex!

Dr. Alex, help me!

Doctor Alex!

Shit!

Those actors you see on TV shows...

never get spattered with blood in the uniform.

In reality, it's really bloody in here.

As you can see.

That’s true, Sir.

After ten minutes, your nose will adjust.

The odor subsides.

Even the feeling of disgust and queasiness will be gone.

But there are times that it takes me 12 hours

and two showers before the stench wears off.

Exactly, Sir.

On TV shows and movies, it looks really chill.

Wow!

That was loud!

It's been a while since we had a storm this strong.

Is your Mom alright?

She's okay... just a bit worried.

You can go home if you want to.

No, Sir! It’s okay.

It’s already dangerous outside.

Yes, it’s not safe!

But you can leave anytime, as soon as it’s okay.

Thank you Sir, but I’ll stay.

There was one time...

Are you alright, Sir?

One time...

The stench clung onto my shoes, clothes, and even my skin!

- Sir. - It was so strong...

Are you okay, Sir?

...a dog chased me on the street!

Sir, are you--

Citronella--

- Citronella is the key-- - Dr. Alex, hold on…

Dr. Alex!

Doctor Alex?

Mr. Lazarus…

I’m not scared of you.

Mr. Lazarus, stop it. Please.

Hi, Jessie.

There’s a new body outside, ready to be taken in.

I'll leave it to you?

Yeah, sure, thank you.

Thank you.

Where are those two schmucks when you need them?

Shit!

Fuck!

- Shit! Shit! - We're so sorry!

We just went to the toilet...

and left the body outside.

You jerks are always somewhere else!

Fix this! And don’t just leave a body outside!

Did the light flicker?

What?

The light by the door, did it flicker when you wheeled the body in?

No! It didn't.

The light did not flicker!

Hello, Ms. Bethany!

Can I come in? I just want to see Gloria.

Sure, come in!

Here’s Gloria.

We were expecting this all along.

Yet…

It's still hard to accept, seeing her like this.

I’m sorry.

It's alright, me too.

I’ll go ahead. Thank you.

You’re welcome. Come by anytime you want.

I hope not...

See you later. Oops! It's the same!

Goodbye instead! Bye!

- I’ll take you to the door. - No! That’s not necessary.

It's okay! Don't bother.

- No, it's really fine! I will-- - No need! I’ll close the door.

Just stay there, okay?

Bye!

Can I see my daughter?

I’m sorry, I can’t let you in here.

Please? Even just for a while.

I really can't...

I'm so sorry.

Excuse me.

Dr. Alex is fine. That’s all I can tell you.

Room 118. No visitors until after eight hours.

- Okay? - Thank you.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello, Ma?

Hello.

Hello, Admin. This is Jessie from the morgue.

I just want to ask if someone authorized to release a body?

Because Dr. Alex did not leave any instructions.

So far, no one did. I'll let you know if we receive an order.

I see... Okay.

Alright, thank you.

What did you do with the corpse?

What corpse?

A body is missing!

And I know about the ring and the phone that you stole from the dead!

A dead body?

Why would we steal a dead body?

We would never do such thing.

So what happened then?

It walked?

And left by itself?

- Maybe? - Maybe?

Stay there and don't come in here.

I'll report you to the Admin if you're messing with me!

He will pretend to be the Lord...

that he holds the keys to heaven and hell.

But he cannot deceit the believers of the true God...

because his heaven is hell, and his hell is the true heaven.

Your job is to listen and write down dictations.

But, Doc, I saw it move!

- It wasn't just a twitch-- - That's normal!

You’re not a doctor.

Don't make any post-mortem…

Just don't say anything.

Look at this mess!

Where is my daughter?

Where is she? Where?

Is this her?

Is this my daughter?!

Ma’am!

Why is she covered?

- Ma’am, that’s not allowed. - I want to see!

Ma’am, it's not allowed!

I want to see my daughter!

I want to see my daughter!

Ma’am, it’s really not allowed.

My daugther!

I want to see…

I want to see…

Why won’t you show her to me?

I want to see!

Please! I want to see my daughter!

Ma'am, let's go out.

- Why won’t you let me… - Please, Ma’am.

Hello, Admin?

I’ve been on-duty for more than 24 hours.

What time will my replacement arrive?

Don’t scare me, please...

For fuck's sake!

What the hell do you want?

We just need to get this.

Then transfer the body!

Hurry up!

Please, close the doors!

Hello, Admin? Admin?

I really want to go home!

Can we close the morgue for now?

Nora! Come in.

I’m sorry for being so late.

It's alright. I know it's a rough weather out there.

It’s very hard to catch a ride, so I just walked my way here.

You should’ve called first. It's dangerous out there.

The wind is so strong, it's terrifying!

Roofs are flying because of it!

We have plenty of guests, huh?

I’ll just get my bag.

Sure.

By the way, Dr. Alex is--

Hello?

Hello, I can’t hear you.

Hello? Who’s this?

I can’t hear you! Who’s this?

It’s Nora.

Sorry, I really can’t make it today.

It’s very hard to catch a ride.

The wind is so strong, it's terrifying!

Roofs are flying because of it!

Good evening, Dr. Alex!

I thought you were going to die.

Please get well.

Hopefully, I can go home soon. I’m worried for my mother.

She’s alone at home.

Jessie, don't!

Hello.

Hello?

Shit!

He will pretend to be the Lord...

that holds the keys to heaven and hell.

But he cannot deceive the believers of the true God...

because his heaven is hell, and his hell is the true heaven.

I just want to see my daughter.

Please? Even just for a while.

I just want to see my daughter.

Please? Even just for a while.

We will not sleep, but our form will change...

in a moment...

in a snap...

when the last trumpet is blown!

Jessie...

Don't do it.

Shit!

Fuck! Jessie, what did you do?!

Jessie!

Shit!

Nora!

Nora!

Shit! Jessie...

Help me here!

- Jessie… - Jessie!

Jessie.

Shit!

What is this, Jessie…

Jessie…

Nora, call the E.R.

Okay!

Be careful with her head...

A gold ring...

from our Miss.

Look.

That looks expensive!

Hello, Jessie!

Good morning!

Why would we even steal from the dead?

They really do that.

At least, the fresh ones.

I would like to see Jessie…

"And the trumpet is blown..."

"and all who are in the heavens..."

"all who are in the earth..."

"swoon away."

One time...

The stench clung onto my shoes, clothes, and even my skin!

Let me tell you a story about death.

What really happens to you when you die...

I know everything about it.

Because it's my job...

I work with the dead.

You'll die...

Be raptured...

That's everyone’s "End of Days."

That’s the apocalypse.

It's simple...

like a bulb of light.

Lights on...

lights out.