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(hip-hop music)

♪ Yeah yeah yeah ♪

♪ Some people are like ♪

♪ Don't care about the human race ♪

♪ We just do what it feel like ♪

♪ They don't have respect for all the people ♪

♪ Nurses from hell ♪

♪ Yeah yeah ♪

♪ Where we heading to ♪

♪ With this kind of life rich and greedy ♪

♪ No sympathy at all ♪

♪ No sorrow no pity ♪

♪ It keeps the rest of the good ones ♪

♪ Hurtin' their feelings ♪

♪ I don't think they are human ♪

♪ Check 'em out they are demons ♪

♪ They keep dressing up the good life ♪

♪ They lift the weights ♪

♪ Big cars big friends their troops await ♪

♪ No love for the human race ♪

♪ Their fruit shall wake ♪

♪ Scooping down from a distance ♪

♪ They refuse to work ♪

♪ More money more trouble ♪

♪ Brought 'em pompous double ♪

♪ Hate to see you happy ♪

♪ But they love it when you crumble ♪

♪ The opposite of love is someone ♪

♪ That you're fumble ♪

♪ Hungry as hell looking for wealth in your jungle ♪

♪ Hurt less people ♪

♪ Yeah I see, but nephew ♪

♪ Criminal minds, stop that act it's illegal ♪

♪ Understand the sequel ♪

♪ This is what I'll give you ♪

♪ Love each other please we're equal ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ♪

♪ Yeah nurses from hell ♪

♪ Yeah nurses from hell ♪

♪ Nurses from hell ♪

♪ Yeah nurses from hell ♪

(sirens wailing)

(ominous music)

(man snoring)

- What are you waking me for?

I slept late last night.

- You snore all night.

I'm the one that didn't sleep.

Get up and get the baby ready for school.

- Hey, can we sleep a little?

I barely slept at all.

- Get up, are you listening to me?

- Oh yeah.

(light music)

(groaning) Gosh.

- You might think I'm useless for hating on him.

But trust me, he deserves it.

I haven't slept a full night since I met this guy

and it's beginning to take a toll on my beauty.

As you all can see, I'm a beautiful woman.

I always feel happy to go to work.

Reason being, I love to buy new things

and to chat with my girls.

You might think I'm a rude girl, but I'm not.

I called him a lazy bum

because he even complain about a car he drives,

something he claimed he loves doing.

(chill hop-hop music)

- Gloria?

Gloria, wake up, girl.

You sleep too much!

- Mom, I'm tired, I don't wanna go to school today.

- Girl, you better hurry and get up

and get ready for school.

In fact, you're (speaks in foreign language).

Work, work work.

Do you have to work to survive?

That's so stupid.

God, I hate my job.

(bell dinging)

(dramatic music)

- Casper! (exclaiming)

Sometimes, you just gotta blow things out of proportion.

Casper!

Casper! Ugh!

(tense music)

(man shouting)

- What is wrong?

What is wrong?

What is wrong with you?

Hey, what is wrong, what do you say?

Hey, come play with mommy and daddy okay?

(man panting)

What'd you wanna play?

- Patty cake.

- Patty cake, yeah, that's it.

(hands slapping)

Patty cake, patty patty cake, yeah.

(driving rock music)

All right.

Okay.

I'm getting tired.

(metal scraping)

(somber piano music)

- Why do you keep taking those pills like that,

like you need them or something?

Bissona, you really need help.

- I need those pills, Tabby.

You won't understand what I'm going through.

- Going through?

What, what are you talking about?

Listen, you are killing yourself Bissona.

- Killing who?

- Killing you, killing me, the kids, the family!

- Well then, last time I checked,

I am the one taking those pills.

Not you, not the kids.

And why do you even care?

- Because I love you!

The kids loved you.

We all love you.

- Look Tabby, if you love me,

then you should be out there looking for a job

and help to pay the bills around here!

- Tell me what are you even looking for?

- My stethoscope!

You know, that thing that we use in the hospital

to check sound, lungs and heartbeat?

- I put it in your car last night.

- Why?

- Because Fer was playing with it,

he thought it's a headphone.

- Well, it's not a headphone.

I need that for my job!

- Okay.

I actually do have a job interview with another IT company.

Trust me, this is really promising.

- Promising, promising.

Well, promising does not pay the bills in this house.

- Okay then, I'll take the kids to school

and trust me I'll get a job

and towards this house, all right?

All right, baby, bye bye.

- Morning, Mrs. Jones, how you doing?

- Good morning, Tabby.

How are you this morning?

- Doing good.

- Did you find a job yet?

- Not yet, but I trust God.

He's gonna do it.

- You know, my son went on Craigslist the other day.

You should try that.

He has a good paying job.

Go on Craigslist.

- I will, thank you.

- Dad, we're getting late for school.

- I know.

- Good morning, children.

- Devil!

- What?

Tubby, did you just hear what your son called me?

- I'm sorry, Mrs. Jones.

I will take care of that.

(light somber music)

- Still buying this shit.

I asked you'll call a cab!

- Yes, I did.

- Cikcha, every time I ask you to do something

it takes you all damn day.

What's your problem?

Call the cab, call the cab!

- Do you want an ambulance for you?

- You gonna have to call the morgue

if they don't get here soon.

There's something wrong here.

Oh (mumbling) help me here.

- Let's just go.

- I can't believe how filthy, pitiful, pitiful, pitiful.

Oh my god.

I tell you I'd die before someone get here.

Oh, good God.

- I solemnly pledge myself before God

and in the present of this assembly

to pass my life in purity

and to practice my profession faithfully.

I will abstain from whatever is delirious and mischievous,

and I will not take or knowingly administer

any harmful drug.

I will do all in my power to maintain

and elevate the standard of my profession

and will hold in confidence all personal matters

committed to my keeping,

and all family affairs coming to my knowledge

in the presence of my calling.

With loyalty will I endeavor

to aid the physician in his work

and devote myself to the welfare

of those committed to my care.

- Zeta, you're assigned to room 114A.

Mrs. Mickens, a 78 year old female

with a history of CHF due for a EKG this morning,

And he's also complained

of chest pains. - Excuse me.

- That's why he's scheduled for the EK today.

- Excuse me.

- And don't forget, she also has a pacemaker.

- Ouch, watch it Jeff! - Also I just want you to know

she has a pacemaker.

- Sorry, didn't mean to step on your corn.

- What did you just say?

- Nothing.

- Adeena, you're late.

You're scheduled for assignment 115B Mr. Tim Duncan.

He's a 89 year old man with a history of colon cancer.

He's complaining of shortness of breath.

And he also has diarrhea with blood in it.

And he also has a pacemaker.

And he just returned from surgery and he's in PACU.

And that is your assignment for today.

- It's my first day.

Don't you think that's a complicated patient for me?

- Are you a nurse or a CNA?

(everyone laughing)

Nowadays I guess we can't tell from the uniforms.

- I thought you were lyin'.

- Lord, I'm so tired.

I'm old, nobody knows I hurt all over.

I've been sitting here waiting.

This damn girl.

Took her all day.

Kept calling, wouldn't, lazy.

Nobody knows Lord, help me please give me the strength.

And then the damn cabdriver's still not here.

(sighing) Oh God.

You know, Ms. Suther, you taking your damn

for the shift.

I'm gonna say you're lazy.

I don't need you to help me now.

What took you so long?

- Oh I'm sorry you can see me, I stay in the back.

- Oh aren't you handsome?

I'll do that this time, okay?

Go ahead, get away. (coughing)

I know you can't help me now.

You didn't help me when I was trying to get out here.

Oh Lord, oh my goodness.

(somber R&B music)

- All right nurses, let's get to cranking.

(nurses chattering over each other)

- One at a time, one at a time.

- Girl, when Steven snores.

- Oh!

Did you try to strips that I asked you to?

- I did, he didn't like it.

He says like it's suffocating him or something.

"And it leaves a scab on my nose."

- And did I tell you about the smell?

- No.

- Zeta, it smells real, real bad.

And his all time favorite?

- Yes?

- "It's for white people."

Can you imagine?

- Don't worry, just let him sleep on the couch.

- I did that already.

I need your help.

I need you and the man,

what's it, from Bethlehem, what's his name?

Jesus, yeah yeah, Jesus.

- My husband. - Uh-huh?

- Oh my God, he is a mess.

- What?

- He's sloppy, he's messy.

This morning I almost hurt myself with his shoes

in the kitchen on the floor.

Sometimes I think he do it on purpose just to annoy me.

He told me I need to work, you know

because he wants to teach me responsibility.

What is that?

A princess like me gotta work

talking about "I'm trying to teach you responsibility."

Responsibility my foot!

I don't understand this.

Seriously, it's too much with him.

I need help.

- Okay girl, I'll get back with your.

- Girl, no job.

- Ah, that IT man of yours?

- He got laid off again.

- What?

- That means the things he claims to be good at,

he's not good at it at all.

Oh, no Fuake.

All he does is blame everything

on recession, recession, recession.

- What? - That's all they do.

- As usual if we're in recession is complain, complain.

If it ain't the recession, it's the white people.

If it ain't for white people,

we'll both have financial responsibility.

- It's good.

- Responsibility. - And he took

from my love so bad. - Recession, recession.

Complain, complain, complain, complain.

- Always something with these men.

- Ow. - Doesn't matter.

- What nurse is Leskie?

Stop doing that,

get to our assignments.

Again, we're gonna let those men know

that we are the nurses from hell.

- Let's go, that's right.

- Go get them tripe.

- Let's go do this.

(chill music)

(lightly tense music)

- Hi Mr. Duncan, how are you today?

I see your IV's flowing.

Can you hear me, Mr. Duncan?

Mr. Duncan?

Hmm.

(dramatic music)

(breathing heavily) This man is dead.

I need help.

Code Blue 411!

Code Blue 411!

- Adeen, what's going on?

- He's not breathing.

- Adeen, why would you call a code

on a DNR patient?

- I was just trying to help. - What is going on?

- This nurse just called a code on a DNR patient.

- Is he breathing?

- No, he's not breathing.

- Oh God, what happened?

Oh God, I killed him.

- He's not breathing.

Time of death, 10:15.

- Okay.

Thank you, Doctor.

Adeen, come from under that desk and come here right now!

- Yes, yes.

- I need you to take Mr. Duncan, clean him up,

and get him ready so he can go downstairs to the morgue.

- God forbid, this patient is dead!

- I know he's dead.

Clean him up and take him downstairs to the morgue.

- I can't, I can't do it.

Please assign me to 50 more patients.

I'll do anything you say, but please,

don't ask me to do this, please.

- If you cannot do that, then you're fired.

(Adeen panting)

- I can't.

- He's dead.

What you think he gonna do?

Come on.

Look.

(ominous music) - No.

God!

- He's dead.

He's never gonna do nothing to you.

- Let go, stop.

- If you wanted to see anything.

Wanted to see and let's clean him off.

Come on.

Come on. - Hey, girl.

(velcro ripping) - Ow!

Ow, that hurt you...

What is my blood pressure?

- It's normal.

- You know, how can you say it's normal

and my head is hurting me, my chest.

I'm talking about digits.

Where them numbers for my blood pressure.

Where you from?

- Watch your tongue, woman.

If you know so much, why can't you treat yourself?

Anyway, since you wanna know,

your blood pressure is 120 over 80.

The rest is within normal limit, okay?

- You know what?

Let me, let me say, listen.

I've been having this stuff for 50 years.

I know what normal,

and this is not normal, the way I feel.

You know what?

Are you from St. Elizabeth?

'Cause you seem crazy to me.

Telling me something stupid as that when I know how I feel.

You know what?

I wanna see the Doctor.

- The Doctor will see you.

Gosh, where does this woman come from?

- God.

Wait a minute, come here honey.

Where you from anyway?

- Africa.

- Lord have mercy on me

'cause I should have known it.

'Cause you are slim, you're crazy.

I don't wanna be here in this place.

I wanna see the..

you people are crazy.

Lord have mercy.

Oh, I can't take this.

Here I'm sick as a dog and she talking about just normal.

- Hi, Miss Loretta,

I will ask just please- - Excuse me?

- I'm very sorry for barging on your place

but there's just too much work for me to do.

And there's no way I can meet up

with all the assignment by myself.

I mean, we have a full unit

and the RKC level is way too high.

There's no way I'm going to meet up with that.

- Can't you see we're busy?

- I'm very, very sorry but please,

I was hoping that you can talk to some of the nurses

and see if they can give me helping hand, please.

- You can talk to Deanna Rose and get back with me.

- Okay, I'll do that, thank you.

- I'm all done, ma'am.

- Okay. - Thank you very much.

- Okay, see you later.

- All right thanks. - Mhmm.

- Hey Adonna, I just talked to Loretta

and she asked me to talk to you.

We are understaffed.

Only two CNA on duty and we need some help.

- Hello.

- So what do you want me to do?

Do I look like HR?

Did I hire you?

- I mean, I just said we need some help.

There are 60 patients that we have to take care of

with only two staffs.

And all of these patients, they need ADL assistance.

- Are you dreaming?

Who else do you think will do that?

That's you and Linda's job.

I'm an RN, a registered nurse.

- I just explained to you that we are under staffed.

And out of this we have three patients

on PACU weighing 900 pounds.

You expect myself and Linda to take care of these patient

and then have energy for the rest of the day?

- So listen.

I went to school for nursing for four years

to do paperwork,

and to prepare medication for you

to possibly help me pass, okay?

If you envy my job,

then take off for four years and go to school.

- I'm not talking about your schooling here.

I'm not talking about your schooling.

I'm telling you that these patients need help

and we need you to help us.

- Again, do I look like HR?

Like I said,

my job is to do paperwork and prepare medication.

Go do your job.

If you wanna do what I do,

cool, go be a RN.

So go do your job.

- Adonna, we need you to help us help these-

- Zip it.

Listen, go take care of your patients, okay?

And let me do what I'm doing.

And if any of my patient's room smell...

What is that smell?

Is it you or the stuff you're carrying?

Ooh, my God.

(somber piano music)

(door slamming)

Listen, listen.

Tell Linda if I catch her studying again

she'll be looking for a job.

Okay?

- Come on, if I see any tell them

to help me with a patient.

- Send Mr. Casper in.

(keyboard clacking)

- Good evening, madam.

- Hello, Mr Casper, how are you?

- Fine, thank you.

- I have reviewed your application.

Your application is great.

Unfortunately we are not employing right now.

- Oh, madam, I see.

Maybe there's something you don't understand okay.

I really need this job, okay?

I don't care if I'm paid the minimum wage

or even below minimum wage.

I just need to get this job.

I'm tired of babysitting at home.

Please, I have a lot of problems at home

that I need this job to fix please.

- I am so sorry, Mr. Casper, very sorry.

I wish I could help.

But right now we are not employing.

- But aren't there something you can do for such things?

- There is nothing I could do.

(keyboard clacking)

(door knocking)

- Hey I don't want to destroy your door, honey.

(dramatic hip hop music)

(jazzy hip hop music)

♪ Pencil pushers pushing down ♪

♪ Take my wings, take my wings ♪

- Girl, let me tell you.

Me and Paul, we been married for 12 long years.

Let me tell you.

Paul cooks for me, he clean

and he even hold the umbrella for me when it rains.

- Okay, girl.

This has me coming very obvious.

So tell us, how did you do it?

- Tell you what?

- How did you get your man

to do whatever you want him to do?

- It's easy.

- Easy?

Girls, I can't even get my man to open my door for me,

neither should I say serve me.

(women laughing)

- Okay, girl, let us in in your little secret.

- Isn't that why we're all here,

to talk about our problems at home?

- Oh yeah.

It's like, you know the statement all mens are dog?

All mens are dog.

- True, all.

- That's true, they all are dogs.

Whether they're a pit bull, a German shepherd

or a Chihuahua,

they all can be tamed.

- That is true.

You know what?

This reminds me all mens are like patients in the hospital.

They come in sick,

and we, the nurses, give them medication.

We take care of them, we send them home.

And they listen to everything we say,

they believe it 'cause we're in charge.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

What are you saying?

- Mm-mm, I get it.

- So what you're saying is that all

of us men are like patients?

We get to bring them home, take care of them.

So take the pills home.

(dramatic music) - Pills?

What pills are you talking about?

- Girl, when you will find that you'll

be bringing some pills home.

- Pay attention.

- Okay, listen.

What we need to do is

work longer hours at the hospital

and do more shopping.

- Yes, girl! - Oh yeah.

- And that way they'll miss us more.

- Oh yeah, that's right. - I agree with that.

- I'll toast to that.

- I'll drink to that.

(bell tolling)

♪ Chosen we wander ♪

♪ In a web ♪

♪ Of derision until we are lost ♪

♪ In a wind ♪

♪ Of decision like dust we are tossed ♪

♪ It's a storm of choice ♪

♪ Which is the right voice to follow ♪

♪ Which is the voice ♪

(bell tolling)

♪ And the light ♪

♪ Filters gently through the glass of shrines ♪

♪ The men ♪

♪ They pray gently their words being mind ♪

♪ Hugs of a culture ♪

♪ Embrace me within ♪

♪ As the year ends ♪

♪ And begins again ♪

(bell tolling)

♪ Today you are sleeping in your childhood bed ♪

(bell tolling)

♪ When I try to recall ♪

♪ The words I read ♪

(bell tolling)

♪ You shall not have idols ♪

♪ We are free to assume ♪

♪ The shape of knowledge ♪

♪ Through time's vacuum ♪

♪ The chosen be and the free to choose ♪

(bell tolling)

♪ The way I choose to look at you ♪

(bell tolling)

- Andy Summer, the day shift nurse.

You must be the new kid on the block.

- No, I am Cassie, the night shift nurse.

And besides I've been working here

for the past three months.

- Hm, how come I've never seen you here before?

- Maybe you have a different routine.

And, besides I took over your shift yesterday.

Are you high or something?

- No, listen, get this freaking report.

Let's get on it, I need to get out of here.

You're pulling a double, right?

- Right on.

- Okay.

Patient name is Mr. Johnson, 70 years old,

patient of Dr. Artis.

This patient has been complaining of serious abdominal pain

for the past 10 hours.

And I could not give him any medication

because the freaking doctor left seven hours ago

and did not order any medication for this patient.

- What?

You have been making this patient lie in agonizing pain

for 10 hours?

Seriously?

Oh God.

- I used distracting techniques,

therapic massages and healing touch

just as we were taught in nursing school.

And by the way, this patient is also going

on an open heart surgery tomorrow.

- How can a GI patient be scheduled for a heart surgery?

- Don't ask me, I'm not the freaking doctor.

Now if your ass would have read that report sheet

then you wouldn't be asking me that stupid question,

now would you?

- Has the patient signed a consent form?

- No.

- Has the pre-op checklist been initiated?

- No.

- Have you told the patient not to eat before midnight?

- Hell, no.

- Have you at least tell the patient

he's having a surgery tomorrow?

- No, no and no.

- So what the hell have you been doing?

- I've been busy.

Unlike you night shift nurses,

you guys always dazzling, chatting around all night long

without get your job done.

- Oh no, we night shift make sure we clean up your messes

and make sure your ass don't get fired.

And we sit on our lazy ass

and talk about how stupid you guys are

and talk about what kind of nursing school

that you guys went to.

- (chuckling) You fool.

We day shift nurses do most of the work in the hospital

at the end of the day.

So you night shift nurses

should be more understanding of that

and stop going around complaining

about everything that we do

because technically it is humanly impossible.

And that is why night shift is created in the first place.

Goodbye. - Good day.

(tense piano music)

- (beeping) Front door.

- Oh hey honey. - Hi mom.

- Here, candy Skittle.

It's been a humid work today, okay?

- Okay, Mommy, the doctor said I shouldn't be eating candy

because of my...

- Tell your daddy that.

(lightly tense piano music)

(dishes clattering)

- Zeta, do you intend

going by the grocery store anytime soon?

- Sama, I work 24 hours and you drive a cab.

You pass 200 grocery stores in this area.

What holding you now to stop past and do these groceries?

You need to create some time for that.

Besides, there's food in the refrigerator

I cooked last week.

- I asked you a simple question, okay?

And I didn't mean you to get all smart with me

or being so defensive.

I'm just trying to say I need me some African food.

I will not keep dealing with this fast food thing.

- You want an African one to cook for you?

Your ex-girlfriend wouldn't be a bad idea.

You can bring her over.

Besides how do I need not marry to an Africa?

- Zeta, what is your problem?

How did I offend you?

Did I offend you by walking through those doors

or going out?

(table slamming) - You are a retarded, Sama!

How do you expect me to work 24 hours

and do the groceries

while you figure out dinner at your African treat?

- That's all you do, you just whine.

You just whine about everything.

You complain about this and that.

Since you took that oath as a registered nurse,

you just complain about everything

and I don't have my peace in this house.

Now in one sentence, what is your problem?

- You!

You are my problem!

I am sick of you and sick of the job you have.

Why don't you find some good excuse

or do something important

than doing security or driving car 24 hours?

You'd think I had obtained a PhD.

Find a lawyer for goodness sake.

- (chuckling) This is funny.

This is hilarious.

This is funny, you know why?

Because I did not know that it was a crime

to drive a cab and do security.

Now these are the same two jobs

that sponsored your trip to come here to the USA.

And then pay for your goddamn nursing tuition.

Do you know that?

I did not think that the hard earned money

that I get from driving a cab

and doing security, this job, this salary

was a mistake!

- I'm a slave for you.

I cooked for you every morning before I go to school.

I became your slave in bed!

How much more sacrifice do you want me to make Sama?

How about our end, for goodness sake?

I desire to eat good, dress well,

drive good cars and live in a mansion.

Not doing doubles before I achieve those dreams,

If you, as my husband, had a better job.

- Wait, wait a minute.

Are you emancipating?

- (laughing) Against who,

you? - You tell me.

- You should be ashamed of yourself.

The back door needs to be painted.

The yard need landscaping.

And I wanna build some more shelves in the closet

because my shoes don't have enough space

for fitting anymore.

And here you are, do you care to help?

- No, no, actually, no,

because there's some things that are called preferences

and some are needs.

And you need to understand preferences from needs, okay?

Now if you want to spend your money

on that stuff, that's fine.

But you need to go to Langley Park,

get some Spanish dude to take care of that

because I won't deal with this shit anymore.

- Well then, well, that's only now if you want.

But if once you get to talking about Langley Park

anytime in this house especially in this house.

Why don't you drive your stupid cab, fool?

- I can't understand what business your father

wants to build

for you to be sending him money like crazy.

5,000 for what, Casper?

- Look, I told you about the fishing business

he wants to start.

And you said you would help.

- I said I will help, not give him all my money.

- Our money.

- I work way more than you do and you know it.

and don't start with your damn we are one crap right now.

Did he get the boat yet?

- (sighing) No. (clears throat)

The carpenter is about to start building the boat.

- I don't understand this.

He bought a boat machine but not the boat?

That's like buying Banku and okra to cook,

come home, no pot.

I told you you were stupid, you thought I was joking.

(sighing) Now I know you a stupid intelligent man.

- Look, what I need right now is your useful input,

not insulting and disrespecting me in front of our child.

- Go upstairs.

- No, I want daddy to read for me.

- Upstairs.

One.

Two.

Three.

What?

That's how witchcraft start,

by listening to adult conversation.

- Look, I'm gonna pay the money in two weeks, okay?

- Think you smart.

Sure, right, whatever.

(light tense music)

- Well that is exactly what happens

when you have too much time in your hands.

- And what is that supposed to mean?

- You read bedtime stories to the children.

- Oh, listen up, let me ask you a question.

Why did you tell Jack that Mrs. Jones is a witch?

- But that's because she looks and acts like one.

- But you don't have to tell a kid a thing like that.

And I went to the bathroom, I found us your pills.

I mean, I've told you to stop taking those pills.

Stop it. - Hey, don't you dare

raise your voice in this house!

- And if I do what are you gonna do?

Because you are a nurse and you pay the bills in this house?

- Yes I am, and you know it.

And by the way, you were supposed to be going

for a job interview.

What happened to that?

- I'm not in the mood to talk about it now.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

- (laughing) No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

We're gonna talk about this now.

- I said tomorrow!

- No.

And where do you think you're going?

You're sleeping on the couch tonight.

I am not sleeping with you, Tabby.

Your ass is sleeping on the couch.

- You have completely lost it.

You forget the fact that

you're the same woman I married

who has forgotten her matrimonial responsibility

to cook, to love her husband and to care for this house

except for making babies.

- You useless man.

You rush in to marry a light-skinned beautiful woman

and a registered nurse

while your mates are out there

chasing after women who can cook.

- Old habits, huh?

- Oh, talk about children.

Well I did not make those children by myself now did I?

And those birth control pills I was taking

while we were dating? (chuckling)

You should have Googled them.

Then you would have found out that Clozapan and Dopapan

are psychiatric patient pills.

And for the record I am not holding you.

Your ass is sleeping on the couch.

Good night.

- (sighing) But you know what?

I don't hate my wife, okay.

Even though every single time she complains

about me not getting a job.

My only problem with that

is her little attitude towards me and Naf.

- Honestly, I didn't know if this is the cause of something.

I can't believe Bissona called my own mother a witch.

Not even that.

She wouldn't even let the kids go visit my mother.

The same kids she barely have time for.

- You know, I think we have our own personal issues.

Yes, it's like we're in the same boat

but we are just in different cabins.

I have my own issues with Zeta as well.

You know and it's crazy.

Every time I sleep,

she's going to bump me with something,

a bag or something.

Why, because I'm snoring.

(men laughing)

Why are you guys laughing?

Don't you snore when you sleep?

- No, I don't.

- All men snore when they're tired.

- We don't get hit by the wife, I'm sorry.

- When you're tired, you snore.

All men snore when they sleep.

All as you say you guys are men.

- I don't snore, bro.

- Well fine, I mean, hey, that's not even my main issue.

My problem is that Zeta has this attitude,

which is bringing me really close to slapping her.

Go to the mall, spends all our money on clothes

that she won't even wear.

- Honestly, don't even talk about the mall to me

'cause it's gonna get me crazy.

- That's ridiculous.

You know?

- Paul, you okay?

- Yeah, that's true.

You're not talking bro.

- You look like she makes you take out the trash

in the night.

(men laughing)

- She stopped that a long time ago,

but I do gotta take a shower

at least an hour and a half before I go to bed.

- What?

- Whoa.

- No, I believe it, I believe you.

I mean, I'm in similar shoes.

Zeta has come up with this crazy idea

that I have to watch her fall asleep

at least one hour before I sleep.

Why, because I will snore

if I fall asleep before she does.

So I'm supposed to just stand there.

And for any reason, if I feel sleepy before she sleeps,

I should drive the car for an hour

and then come back.

How is this sane?

- That's gonna be a goal.

(men clapping and cheering)

- That's it, that's it.

Come on, no right?

- This deserves a round, deserves a round,

deserves a round, you know, a round.

- I'm okay, I'm okay man.

(men cheering)

- No, wait it deserves a round.

Okay.

Bottoms up.

Bottoms up, bottoms - - To the boys!

To the boys, to the boys.

- The boys.

- Bottoms up.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, knock it down.

Come on, come on, come on, let's go.

(upbeat dance music)

- You must be joking.

Coming in here, grabbing

my gallon of milk without greeting.

When was the last time you went to the grocery store?

- I just wanted some milk.

- You wanted some milk?

Do I look like your mother?

Do you want some breast milk? (scoffing)

If you're thirsty, grab some tap water.

Act like you're civilized.

When you're finished, turn it off.

(upbeat African music)

Come on, come on.

(somber piano music)

- No.

- What are you doing here?

- What does it look like?

I thought you were discharged two days ago?

- Who are you, Medicaid or Medicare?

- None.

- I'm glad you're not my insurance provider

'cause I'd probably die up in this place.

Come on here, ciao.

- Got that right, bye.

- Whatever.

(somber piano music)

- Hello, Mr. Casper.

My name is Dean, I'm a director of human resources here.

- Oh, okay, thanks.

- Give me a minute, please.

Congratulations.

You'll be hired as a CNA

and you'll be working on unit five.

- Thank you so much, thank you.

- Congratulations and here is your orientation package.

You should come in on Monday to start your rotation.

It's at two.

- Thank you.

- Prison, fortunately, this is Dr. Smith.

He's the director of the unit

and you will be working with him directly on the unit.

This is Mr. Casper, our new employee.

- Mr. Casper, well, welcome to my unit.

I hope you do a good job, and see you around.

- Congratulations once again.

Have a good day.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

(somber piano music)

- So Sama, did you just hear that?

Do you know Rose's husband has a job here as a CNA?

- This is where I live

and you're welcome anytime.

- Aw hey, this is so sweet. (giggling)

I love your house, it's so beautiful.

- Oh, thank you.

I have this new wine I want you to try.

You will love it.

(cork popping)

(beverage pouring)

- Thank you.

Mmm.

It's really sweet, I like it.

- Told you. (giggling)

You sure you don't wanna come with us?

- I mean, I would love to, but

you know Loretta has me working at the hospital.

And besides like ever since I got out of school,

I don't ever have anything to wear.

Like ever since I got out of school, like,

it's been really tough, you know, so.

I didn't bring heels.

I've been wearing the same outfit over and over again.

That's not cute.

- Is that what it is?

Girl, what shoe size do you wear?

- Eight, eight and a half.

What?

- (laughing) As God created friends,

he created them to have the same shoe size.

- Really?

- Yes, come on.

You can wear anything in my closet.

- Aw, that's so sweet.

- Come on. - But what about the patients?

- Girl, don't worry about it.

The CNA will give the patient medications.

And besides Cassie is there.

She will help.

Come on, let's go.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

- Are you sure? - Come on, yes,

come on, let's go.

- Well don't forget your wine.

(giggling) This wine is dangerous.

(glass clinking)

- We're gonna have fun.

- Nurse!

Nurse!

Nurse!

Nurse!

- Hi, can I help you?

- I called for a nurse.

You are not a nurse, sweetheart.

- I'm a CNA, I can assist you.

- But I called for a nurse.

- I'm a CNA, I assist.

- Could you take this out of here?

Isn't that what CNAs do?

- Oh. - Huh?

Take it out now, get this out of here.

Hurry up, hurry up, come on, come on, come on,

take this shit out of here.

Nurse!

Lord nurse.

- Mrs. Washington!

Mrs. Washington!

Mrs. Washington!

- Do not call my name loud like that, please.

- Knowing it is when you call nurses

on top of your lungs.

- You're a problem child, you know that?

- You are the problem.

And if you were my mother, I will disown you now.

- Don't play with me like that, don't do that.

- No, I'm serious.

Now, what seems to be your concern?

- I'm in a lot of pain.

I'm really in a lot of pain and I been calling,

so please I need something for pain.

I can't, oh God, I been explaining it.

I can't get nobody.

- Okay. - I called for a nurse.

- I'll go and get

your medication now, okay? - For the pain.

You promise?

I just wanna know if you're coming back, please.

- I promise I'll be back.

- All right.

All right, all right, all right.

- Miss Smith?

I need you to step on the scale, I'm gonna weigh you,

get your hight.

- Loretta.

Lord, look what Tabby did.

Look at this.

Look at her face.

- We don't have a patient by that name.

- Her husband.

Look at this, look at her face.

Can you guess, come on!

- That you?

Look at that.

- Hello?

(somber music)

- Come on, come on, go on in.

- (screaming) Gosh!

What are you guys doing here?

- You scared me.

What are you doing here?

- I couldn't sleep last night.

My husband snores all night and I couldn't sleep.

- Well, what happened to you?

- Tabby. (scoffing)

- Why?

- Don't touch it, it still hurts.

- Because he didn't want to do what she asked him to do.

- My God.

- I asked him to get me some water

and he just, he just hit me.

- For that?

Hell, no.

- I don't believe you.

- Girl, what do you mean?

Look at her face.

That's a fist mark right there.

I can't believe he would do that to you.

My God.

- It stinks in here.

And you, find somewhere else to sleep.

- What?

- What, I didn't do nothing.

- A farting is nature. (laughing)

- Oh, you don't.

(laughing and squealing) No, you stay here.

(door slamming)

(gentle music)

(man snoring)

- Oh no.

Not today, and definitely not now.

What is wrong with you?

Tired of your foolishness!

Oh my God!

- Why are you hitting me?

- You think you are the only one with a big nose

that wants to snore?

You see this?

They wanna snore too.

But because there's so considerate of other people,

they choose not to snore!

Jesus!

Oh my God!

- I didn't ask you not to snore.

- I'm so sick and tired of this your nonsense.

- I'm tired, what, I was here alone.

And what is marriage about, I don't understand.

(gentle music)

- Do you know Mr. Duncan?

Poor guy, I feel sorry for him.

- That guy was rich.

- Tell me about it.

- Did you know he left Cassie

I don't know, $50,000.

- 50,000?

- Yes.

- And the hospital has some messed up rule

how a nurse can't get money from a patient

even when it's a gift.

- That's just bullshit.

I would sue the whole hospital.

- Are you working tomorrow?

- Of course, I have to be here.

- Are you okay, are you okay? (gasping)

Are you okay?

- Oh my God! (screaming)

Help, we need help!

Somebody help!

- Help!

- Who's helping her?

Help, help!

Please tell me, what happened?

Call for a medic.

- Oh my god, oh my god, help me.

Oh my God, oh my God.

- Go!

Go, go, go, go, call, call the ambulance.

- It's okay, it's okay sweety.

Oh my God.

Help!

Oh my God, Sam!

- Marriage?

You call this marriage?

Jesus, look at you! (phone chiming)

What?

What, Bissona?

Oh my god, what happened?

Hell no.

- What is it?

What is it?

- As if if I tell you what it is.

you have any thing to do better than snore.

(somber music)

Hey Adonna, what happened?

Pills?

What pills has she been taking?

- Girl, I don't know.

Cousin Verda is in there with her.

She will let us know.

- I hope - She'll let us know

everything I know. - she's okay.

- Please, is this 550 results?

Okay. - Hey, Tabby.

- I had to drive down here as soon as I got your call.

What's going on?

- We don't know.

The doctor's in there with her.

- Tell him, please.

Just tell him what happened.

- Tell me what?

What's going on?

- Somebody found her in the bathroom

and they said she was taking some pills.

But she don't take pills.

So I don't know what pills.

I don't know.

- I warned her against those pills thing

but she won't listen! (sighing)

- Look, Tabby.

It's okay, calm down, okay?

She's going to be fine.

Let's just keep praying for her, okay?

Take it easy, calm down.

Oh, hey, you're with her.

Please tell me she's fine.

- She's fine, she's very strong.

- Please, can I see my wife?

- I'm Loretta, the head nurse.

- This is Tabby, Bissona's husband.

- Oh, okay, nice to meet you.

Can I speak with you for a minute?

- Sure, sure.

I love her so very much.

And the children love her as well.

- If I wasn't here today, she could be fired.

- Thank you very much.

I really appreciate this.

Is there anything you want me to know?

- Can I ask you something personal?

- Sure.

- Are you physically abusive to Bissona at home?

- Hell no, I wouldn't do a thing like that.

I wouldn't think of doing something like that!

- She came to work one day with a black eye.

Oh, that.

I remember she told me, some guys.

Told me about some guys hitting her at the gas station

because of some stupid reason.

The thing like that.

- Okay, I need you to take very good care of her at home.

- I will do my best, but.

Can I see her?

- Yes, you can.

- Please.

- Come with me. - Thank you.

- Where are you taking me?

I told you I don't want to come back to this place.

Lord, they don't do anything.

I'm sick.

I don't want to come up here,

they don't do nothing.

All lying bitches, this gang, let's go.

Bring he up here, goddamit!

I'm not staying up here.

- Miss Washington, calm down.

- Shut the fuck up!

(women screaming over each other)

- I bit you.

- Get the fuck out of here.

(people talking over each other)

- Oh god, cousin, let me go!

- God, don't!

- God!

- Get the fuck off of me, you.

- What is wrong - Get this!

Get this! - with this woman?

Get this! - What is it?

- Miss Washington I need you to calm down.

- Calm down!

- Miss Washington, I need you to calm down.

- Help me!

- Calm, calm down!

- Oh okay.

I can't die like this.

Help me, god.

- Ouch!

- Is everybody okay? - What a bitch.

- Help me, help me. - Miss Robertson

is gonna set you up.

- Help me. - I need you to calm down.

- Calm! - Just end it.

- Calm down!

- Oh god.

(everyone chattering)

- Fuck you!

- Calm down and shut up!

- You go to hell, motherfucker.

- I need you to calm down. - Oh god.

Oh god! - Okay, thank you.

- Help me please, God. - Miss Washington,

calm down. - Help me, help me.

Help me please, God help me!

- Miss Washington-

- I don't wanna die like this.

Fuck you!

- Get away from me, you crazy bitch!

- Wait a minute. - Let's go.

- Jesus!

I hate you goddamn people.

I hate you!

- Crazy bitch. - John, shut up.

- You know what?

I'ma sue you motherfuckers!

- Shut up!

- Fuck you all! - Shut up!

- I hate you!

(intense percussive music)

- Oh my god.

I can't believe she did this.

Jesus Christ.

- What happened to you?

- Some crazy lady came to the hospital

and turned the whole units upside down

and I got hurt.

But it's okay.

- Can I see it?

- I told you, don't worry about it, I'm fine.

- Look, ma'am.

Let me see it.

I care about you, I'm just trying to-

- Caring?

Did that just come out of your mouth?

If you had not been sleeping in

and snore like some kind of a horse

while bringing in chicken change

from that so called hard job you have,

I won't be hurting like this!

Leave me alone!

- Where are you going?

- None of your business.

(somber piano music)

- You know I really love this lady?

Love her so much, but I don't know,

all she keeps doing is disrespecting me.

And I don't know why.

Even it's because I drive a cab or I'm a security man.

- I mean, hey, come on,

maybe you are not giving it to her well enough.

- Excuse me. (man laughing)

- You know without Sami,

I couldn't imagine what I got myself into.

I remember when my wife was in medicine school

I used to take care of her family back home.

Her family, her extended family,

everybody in the household in Africa,

I used to take care of.

And then my dead mother, may her soul rest in peace,

used to warn me a lot.

And I told her, look,

my wife is the mother of my children.

And if I die, she's gonna take care of them.

After some time, you know, I was like, I don't care

because women are from hell, I'm sorry.

But they are from hell,

they are from the devil himself, way way.

- Fellas.

Why just generalize it and put women in that category?

Is it because your wife is a devil?

- Excuse me?

I tell it as it is, okay?

My wife used to be in the choir.

And she used to sing

♪ Yes Jesus loves me ♪

And then once she became a nurse,

if you mentioned the name of Jesus Christ in that house,

she's gonna soak you out

like that way you gonna if you would see God.

- I think these women actually think

that we are dummies.

- So it's better we take the war to them

before they bring it to us.

- That is if it has not already been brought.

- Yeah yeah yeah but we can do that

without using hands and without using actions

but using silence.

If they feel bait, oh that means that they don't care.

But if they do care, then they're going to cough.

- That's it!

That's it, man.

Look, I think it's time for us to take our place as men,

as the head of the house

and focus more on our younger ones to become better.

- Yeah, I agree.

I think we need to do it for our kids.

We need to do it for the future.

Divorced is not an option.

- No, no. - We'd agree.

Agree? - Agree.

- Again, broke the free.

- Agree, that's what we do, that's what we do.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Agree, agree, agree.

- Yup, yup.

- Yeah, well, I'll see what I can do

because I really need to see what's wrong and we can...

Hold up.

Could you pick up Nina from school today?

- No.

That's not my responsibility.

Besides, don't you see me ready for work?

- Yeah, but I got a job interview.

- Every day you have a job interview and no job.

Besides, you didn't tell me, no.

- Hey baby, I'm...

(ominous music) - Baby?

Who you're talking to, who's baby?

- Let me call you back. - Who you calling baby?

Who's that?

- It's the woman from the job interview.

- You call it baby?! - Wait, listen.

The girl from the job interview!

- You are still in my house! - I have a job interview!

- I pay all the bills!

And you talk- - What has gotten into you?

What has gotten-

- The devil, Casper!

Got no job.

That's why you don't have no job!

(grunting) God, I've seen those baby

in my house! - Listen to me!

I'm trying to get a job, okay?!

- That's how you get a job,

that's why you ain't got no job!

You're partying but you're broke!

Run, negro, run!

Grow some! (growling)

(intense music)

Don't call my house no more, you hear me?

That's my husband.

Don't call this house again!

(somber R&B music)

(light music)

- Ms. Washington.

Ms. Washington.

- Oh, yeah, oh my baby.

I'm better now, oh.

- Got you roses.

- Oh, you should not have, oh, wow.

Oh they smell so good, just so cute, aw.

Oh, baby, I'm so glad you came to see me.

- Just wanted to, I heard everything.

I heard about what happened

and then we knew a good woman.

I'm here to wish you well.

- Oh, you make this old queen so,

it feels so much better, darling.

And beautiful, oh my goodness.

Oh, bless you, Lord.

I've come alive again, sweet Lord, I needed that.

- What the hell?

what the hell are you doing here

with this counter? - Shh, Bissona.

- You should be out there driving that cab

or making money to take out our daughter.

- What do you think I'm doing, Zeta?

Mrs. Washington here is my favorite client.

All right, she treats me well.

I heard she's not feeling too good.

What is wrong with me bringing her a bunch of roses?

- Roses?

Are you out of your mind?

This woman almost kill me and you bring her roses?

- Well I'm glad you said all, almost.

You need to lower your voice some more,

you know she has a heart defect.

Okay?

You are a nurse, you should know that.

I wonder what your hospital policy is?

(somber piano music)

Mrs. Washington, I'm so sorry about all of this.

- Did you see?

Did he fricking shush me?

- Yes.

You didn't see that coming,

did you, though? - Well hell no.

- I got patients to take care of.

Come on ladies, let's go.

(whooshing)

- Miss Washington is like a thorn in our side

But we did a good job today.

- I agree.

I heard she will be transferred too

to another unit.

So we won't get the means to do it.

- Whatever means we do,

you better make sure she don't never want to come

to this hospital.

- Z, say something, the ball is in your court.

- What did you guys expect me to say?

That fool will learn some lesson

if I haven't think of this witch.

- When you have a problem with a man,

don't take it up with the woman.

Deal with the man first.

- That's not a woman.

That's your grandmother, girl.

- That even makes it worse.

Anyway, I have to go home,

I have a lot of thinking to do.

- Hold on a minute, Z.

Don't allow this woman to eat at your heart like cancer.

- Thank you, I'll see you guys tomorrow.

- (beeping) Front door.

- What the hell was that?

- I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

- Really?

You have the audacity to come to my job site

and flirt an old lady

who's fit to be your grandmother flowers?

How dare you!

- Oh, that, exactly.

I did exactly that.

And I don't see anything wrong with it.

As a matter of fact, I should have probably

added some fruits, banana or something.

When people are sick, you care for them.

And that's exactly what I did.

- You stupid bastard.

You want to tell me my job now?

(dramatic music) - Don't even dare.

Otherwise I will inflict more pains

to that wound of yours.

Pains worse than labor pains!

- The same way if you had just spit on my forehead!

You went to give her flowers

right in front of my face!

How dare you!

- What the hell are you talking about,

she's my client.

She give me more tips than anybody does.

When people are sick, you care for them.

Sick, care.

Sick, you care!

They did not teach you that at nursing school,

you wicked woman?

- You fool!

I'm done with you.

When I'm done with you,

you'll have my name written all over your face.

- You can change your ways.

- You change yours first.

- Change your ways.

Wicked woman.

Good night!

I will be sleeping on the couch.

Snoring!

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

Tabby, you need to start telling those whores of yours

to stop calling my house!

- What has come over you, Bissona?

You think I have time for girls?

- Shut up.

You know what, I'm gonna dial this number now

and we're gonna find out who's the whore

who's been calling my house.

Tabby, a blocked number.

Who is calling you with a blocked number?

Answer me, Tabby.

Who is calling you

with the blocked number? (phone ringing)

Hello, so you think you're going to be calling my house,

try to get together with this stupid man

that calls himself my husband and get away with it?

Oh.

- Hello?

Hello, mama?

Hey mama, why didn't you call my cell phone?

Oh, it's okay.

How are you doing?

How is papa?

Really?

It's okay, mama.

I'll make our time and come and visit, okay?

What?

You want me to bring the kids?

Okay, mama.

I'll come with the kids.

- Oh no no no no, you are not taking my children

to that witch of your mother

so she can use them for some type of ritual!

- One second, mama.

Hello?

Hello, hello.

Hello, mama.

Hello?

What has come over you?

How dare you call my own mother a witch!

Listen, you can deny me everything in this house.

You can call me names,

but don't you dare call my mother a witch!

Nonsense.

(somber music)

- Yeah, bro.

Trust me, if I was on life support, I know very well

my wife would pull out the oxygen

and just watch me die.

Every single day she screams

I should get a better job.

- Hey, but you don't have to listen to her whining, bro.

See, in this country, everybody is on life support.

And especially this recession thing

and laying off on the job thing.

See, I've been off my job for how many years,

for like four years.

Trust me, my life has been a living hell with my wife.

She kept ranting whining every day.

- Amen.

- And the only group of people that the recession

hasn't affected are nurses, of course.

- That's right.

- By nurses you know what I'm talking about? (laughing)

- These nurses, they laugh at me every single day at work

because I'm a CNA.

You know, they tell me to do very stupid jobs, go do...

- How are you coping with the CNA thing?

Because sometimes I imagine you know

those nurses are telling you,

oh, take all that trash, take it back there,

no, come back. (laughing)

Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my bad.

- We have to encourage ourself, man.

- Yeah. - Cheers.

- We have to make ourself happy.

(laughing) CNA.

Oh god.

(somber piano music)

- Did you tell my children

that you were taking them to that witch mother of yours?!

- Take that mug away from my face!

- Over my dead body!

- I've warned you to stop this crazy behaviors of yours.

And stop calling my mother a witch!

After all, that's the same woman

that gave me two acres of land back home

to build the family house.

- The same land she uses to kill people!

And let me tell you something,

I don't want your children near your mother!

I don't want them talking to your mother on the phone,

I don't want them going to your wicked African country.

Okay?

And for the record,

anything ever happens to them,

even if it is a scratch,

I swear to god, I will kill you,

I will kill your witch mother

and that weak ass father of yours!

- They're my kids too.

They are also my kids.

(suspenseful piano music)

(door knocking)

- Hello, hi Miss Janet.

It's time for you to take your medicine.

- I don't want to take my medication.

- Look, Ms. Janet.

Do we have to go

through this every time - I don't want

to take my medication. - when it's time for you

to take your medicine?

Look, it's good for you, it makes you feel well.

You need to take it.

- I don't want to take my medication.

- Do you think I have time to be standing here every time

forcing you to take your medicine?

Do you want to die?

Be my guest?

You're the one dying, not me, okay?

Here you go.

- What's your name?

- Victorine.

- Victorine?

- I'll see you later.

- Doctor?

Doctor, nurse, nurse, nurse.

- Yes? - Nurse!

- Yes. Ms. Janet, I heard you holler

when I was coming down the hall.

How can I help you?

- This nurse was very rude to me

and she said that she wished I would die.

- What nurse?

- Hesterine.

- No, Ms. Janet, your nurse name today is nurse Zeta.

- No, she told me her name was Hesterine.

- Oh, we don't have a nurse by that name.

- Doctor.

- What is going on, Ms. Janet?

- Look, the nurse.

This nurse told me that she wished I would die.

- Which nurse is that?

- Hesterine.

- Do we have a nurse by name Hesterine?

- No we don't.

Her nurse today is nurses Zeta.

- Uh-uh, no, she told me.

- Let me ask you a few questions, Ms. Janet.

What day is today?

- It's Monday.

- And what time is it?

- Six o'clock.

- Six, okay.

Where are you, do you know?

- I'm home.

- Oh, you home?

You're not in the hospital?

- No, uh-uh.

- Okay.

No problem, Ms. Janet.

I'll make sure you get some medications, okay?

- Okay. - All right.

- Nurse?

- Yes? Yes, Doctor?

- I need you to write an order for her,

Haldol two milligrams IM,

every four to six hours.

And make sure she gets it.

- Okay, yes sir. - All right, Ms. Janet.

- Ms. Janet, I'm going to get your nurse

to give you that injection.

- Okay.

(suspenseful music)

- When are you gonna do something better with your life

other than nursing and crap?

Something you can be proud of.

Like write a book or something.

- Casper!

Casper, don't you hear me talking to you?

- (screaming) Do you wanna burn me or something?

- Shush before the neighbors call the police.

Good night.

(solemn music) (Casper whimpering)

- It's not funny.

- Hey, baby, how are you?

- I'm good.

Are the boarders on safe terms?

- They're doing good.

- Good, good, good, good thing to hear that.

- Jims Jones?

- Hey nurse.

- Are you ready for your HIV medication?

- It's the wrong patient.

Wrong patient.

- You are Jims Jones, right?

Admitted for pneumonia

and poor HIV medication management?

- Excuse me, girl,

don't you know anything about patient privacy?

Who's in charge here?!

Susan!

I got this, I got this, Susan, I got this.

Do you know I could sue you to hell for this?

You can lose your damn license!

Jeez, what's wrong with you?!

- Are you 10?

Look, do I look like who you've been sleeping with

that got you sick?

Do I look like your girlfriend?

Or maybe your boyfriend

because these days you don't know who

and what people are sleeping with.

Okay?

If you are man enough to put your pants down

and contract HIV,

you should be man enough to take your damn medicine.

- I took my damn medicine.

- Here you go.

- Thank you very much,

you damn much! (woman screaming)

- Oh my god, out of here!

- Damn bitch.

- Oh.

Oh god. (gasping)

I think I gave the patient five milliliter.

(somber music)

- You know I'm the medical director here, right?

I can make you a charge nurse.

- Oh, for real?

- Yes.

You're beautiful, you know that?

- Thank you, you're handsome too.

- But you know, before I do that

I have to go out with you.

- Are you sure? - Yeah!

How about we fix the date?

- Let me think about it.

- Oh there's no need to think.

Oh, the patient has a vascular accident.

- Okay. - Here, Doctor.

- Hi, how are you?

Oh, we have to treat a patient with AGSC.

- Okay.

- Well how about Saturday? - Okay.

- All right, I'll do a house call.

- Okay. - All right.

Mmm, mm, mm, mm, mm.

- Ow!

Ow! (sobbing)

Ow! (sobbing)

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

(sobbing) Mommy!

- What's wrong?

- I hurt my leg.

- Your daughter's hurt!

Shh, take it easy.

Don't worry, I'm gonna take you.

Stop sleeping, your daughter's hurt!

- Take her to the hospital.

- What do you mean I should take you to the hospital?

You're a nurse!

You should be able to take care of such situations!

Shh, don't take.

Hey!

(somber music)

(daughter sobbing)

(chattering in distance)

- Happy Birthday!

- Shut up!

No, Adonna, I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to these peasant people in my house

screaming on top of their lungs soon as I get here.

You got to go anyway?

Okay, we'll talk later.

Bye.

Do you think I have time

for this little nonsense of yours?

And as for you,

you keep spending money that you already don't have.

- And what is wrong with having a surprise

birthday for the mother of the house?

- You want to celebrate?

There we go, celebrate!

- I think mommy doesn't love us anymore.

- Hey, don't say that.

Mom loves us, just not in a good mood, okay?

Right.

You know what, guys, let's go back, eat some pie.

(bright music)

- Bissona, let me call you back, okay.

(dramatic music)

Ugh, Gloria!

Look at what you've done!

What's wrong with you?

Look at what you did to my expensive clothes!

- Why do you have to hit her?

- Look at what you've done to my expensive clothes!

Can you afford to dry clean it?

- It doesn't matter.

You shouldn't put out your frustrations on her.

She's just a little kid!

(light music)

- Who's gonna clean this mess?

Who's gonna clean it?

Ugh!

- Gloria?

Gloria?

Five minutes, I'm leaving.

Zeta, you know today is the last day for

Gloria's play at school, right?

I hope you'll be there.

- Do I look like a play watcher

or someone who has time for crap like that?

- Gloria's your daughter too,

you know that, right?

- I know that much.

Nine months, baby kicking, throwing up.

And not to mention the pain I felt

when giving birth to her.

So don't you ever tell me about

Gloria being my child.

- You know, I have regrets.

I have regrets marrying you

because you're putting your job

before your family, that's why.

- Oh, really?

If anyone should be regret here, it's me.

You lied to me throughout this relationship.

Didn't you tell my parents you own a cab company

before you marry me?

- Can you lower your voice please?

- For me to come here in America

and find out that you're a cab driver!

Did I leave?

No, I stayed just to weather the storm with you.

And here you are,

waking up this morning with your stupid self

telling me that I'm not a fit mother?

- I never said anything about that.

- Well, what's the difference?

- I didn't say it.

- What is the difference of being an unfit mother

and someone who care less about her family

but her job?

You tell me.

Pssh.

- (beeping) Front door.

(door slamming)

- Gloria, hurry up.

- Dad, I'm ready!

- All right, pack everything?

- Yes.

- All right, good, let's go.

(tense music)

All right.

- (beeping) Front door.

- Nurse!

Nurse!

Nurse!

- What do you want now?

Pain?

Nurse Bissona gave you two Tylenol.

I gave you two Tylenol.

And you're still screaming about pain?

- Why do you talk to that lady like that?

You're not supposed to talk like that.

She's in pain.

You know what pain mean?

Pain means pain medication.

Who are you to talk to her like that?

- First of all, I'm not talking to you.

You need to shut the hell up,

you old veteran patient.

- You know what?

You are a very stupid woman.

You know what, don't you know that pain

is subjective, fool.

Did you know that?

- No, I don't.

- Don't you know, didn't you learn anything

when you went to nursing school?

- Like I said, shut the hell up, I'm not talking to you.

Don't listen to this lady.

You don't have no pain medicine after four hours,

you hear me?

After four hours I'm going to give you your pain medicine.

Don't listen to this lady, she's an old fool.

All she does is run her mouth, okay.

- You know what?

You better be so glad I'm in this bed, bitch.

Because I don't know who you think you are.

You don't talk to me like that.

You don't treat that patient, that lady like that.

She's sick!

You know what?

I wish that she was on your damn feet.

I would hit- - Anyway.

You're not due for another pain medicine

within four hours, okay?

After four hours, I'm gonna give you your meds.

Do not listen to this old fool.

All she does is run her mouth, okay?

- Excuse me, nurse wretched.

Could you just, oh, remove this old fool's liquid, please?

Drink it or do whatever you want to do with it,

but get it out of here?

Ain't that your job?

- No, that's not my job.

Can you open your mouth so I can pour down your throat?

Cause that's all you do, run your mouth.

- You know what?

You know what?

You're going to get yours,

you fat ass bitch you. - No I'm not.

- You gonna get yours. - No I'm not.

- I'ma get her, I'ma get her.

I'ma get her job.

She ain't gonna talk to me like that.

Just damn shit still sitting on the bed, uh uh no.

She's stupid.

You see how she talked to you,

you won't do nothing about it?

Report her ass, you know, that's what you need to do.

Shit, I wish I thought it.

Oh man, this place here is crazy.

- Mhmm, yes.

Everything is not always what it seems.

No, I tell you, how can Loretta try to solve our problems

when she got problems of her own?

Like I said, follow your heart, okay?

All right girl, okay.

(light piano music)

- I'm not happy.

Every woman needs security.

Ever since you lost your job

and you started that part-time CNA job,

you've been stuck in the same position.

And I don't feel secure with you, Casper.

- Look.

All I need is for you to just recognize

and treat me like your husband.

I'm trying my best to get a better job.

So please just support me.

Do you think I like the fact that this family

is falling apart?

I don't.

Okay?

Just give me some time to get a better job.

And please just support me.

- Support?

I do support you,

but I'm tired of being mother

and father to this household.

- Look, I'm trying my best to get a better job.

Do you think I like the fact that I work as a CNA

while your friends laugh at me?

No.

I'm worth more than that.

What don't I do?

I cook, I clean.

I drop the child off for school.

I go pick her up.

Something you hardly do or notice

ever since you became an RN.

- All I ask, Casper, step your game up.

Just step your game up, Casper, that's all I ask.

Just step your game up.

- Just give me some credit.

That's all I ask.

(light music)

(door knocking)

- Okay, I got you, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Hi.

How are you doing?

- I'm good, you ready?

- Oh yes, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready.

Oh, Jesus, you wanna help me with this?

Please, it can roll.

Oh, oh.

All right, let's go.

You look great. - Thanks, you too.

- Oh, thank you.

All right.

- You know what?

Did you know that idiot of a husband of mine

had the guts to let a female call my house phone.

And the worst part of it?

In front of me,

he's calling her baby.

- What?

- In front of me.

- Your house?

And what did you do?

- What?

You didn't ask me what I did, I beat the hell out of him.

- What about him, what did he do?

- He ran like a little punk.

- My man these days, Sama,

when I call him,

he's either is with a client or he's busy.

As if he's the only cab driver around town.

- Do you have anywhere special we can go to?

- Yeah, I don't know.

Let's go to the movies.

- The movies?

- Yes.

Yes. - What are we going to watch?

- I like drama, darling. - Action?

- Drama. - Yes.

- Forever Young.

- Please, don't go there.

Yes, Forever Young would be great.

(Sama laughing)

Yes, yes. - Very funny.

- Yes, yes, yes. (phone ringing)

- I got a call, excuse me.

- Okay.

- Hello?

- Hello Sama?

Where are you?

And when are you coming?

- I'm still on the road.

Okay, Zeta, I'm still driving.

And you know, I can't be driving

and be on the phone at the same time.

- What?

Don't you be smart with me.

And don't you dare try to hang up the phone on me.

- When I park, I will call you.

- He hung up the phone.

- Are you serious?

- Why did you do that?

- Mrs. Washington, women don't like to be told the truth.

- A lie is only a lie to the person that tells it

chooses to give it to.

You know, there are consequences

for your behavior, sweetheart, like anybody else.

I'm just telling you now.

- Mrs. Washington, we were talking about where we're going.

- Don't let you looks fool you.

I'm telling you.

I mean, I think you're so suave

but lying, I can't get with that.

Don't even answer.

- Okay.

So what are we gonna watch?

- Three stooges.

This is so heavy.

- Mrs. Washington. - Oh, aren't you nice?

If you're nice, drink some Serrat.

You should like that.

- Thank you.

- Can you have a toast, sweetheart?

- Yes, we can. - Oh my goodness.

- So to good health?

- To us.

- To us. (glasses clinking)

- I like that, uh huh.

- Mm, it's good, Serrat, oh!

Oh!

Are you comfortable?

- Yes, I'm good.

- Oh, you're good.

That's good. - Nice place you have here,

Ms. Washington.

- Hard work, hard work.

- Right.

- And you're such a handsome young man, I tell you.

- Thank you.

- Mm, you're so fine.

- Thank you.

- So, I got a surprise for you.

- You do?

- Of course, a gift.

Oh, not just a gift honey, I tell you.

Your fine self, Lord oh!

I'm fine.

Oh, come on.

(dance music)

(Sama laughing)

- Oh Lord.

(both laughing)

- What'd I tell you? - That's the best thing.

- What'd I tell you?

Am I good?

Oh, thank you darling, that's a bit much too.

- Do you care?

- Oh god.

Oh, that's a bit much.

I enjoyed that, I needed that.

- You're a good dancer.

- Thank you, I work hard at it.

- But Ms. Washington I think you need to slow down

because you're still recovering.

- Yes, I do know that, but I'm fine.

I'd be better if he was here with me.

I'm doing fine.

- Where's your aide?

- Right, why?

I sent her home?

- Okay.

- I know you don't like that 16-0 jam.

She's 16, honey.

- No.

Just want to be sure that you will be fine.

- Fine, I'm fine.

- I just want to be sure, - Come along.

- That you will be fine.

You know you're recovering.

- Mhmm.

- Well, I will leave now.

- But you just got here.

- I know, but I have some things to do.

- Oh Lord have mercy.

All right, well what can I say?

We can get together?

- Yes.

- Maybe Saturday?

- Okay, where?

- We go to the Park Club, you know.

- Yeah.

- For some dinner and some drinks.

Oh my God, your hands are so soft.

Lord, come on here, you better get out of here.

Walk your butt, get out of here, sweetheart.

- All right Ms. Washington

I'll see you on Saturday.

- And I have enjoyed your company.

Can we just, oh?

- Yes, yes.

- Oh my good, oh, yes.

All right, it was a pleasure.

Drive carefully, honey. - Take care.

- All right.

(gentle solemn music)

(woman sobbing)

- Bissona?

Baby?

Where is she?

(tense music)

Baby?

Where?

Baby, Bissona!

Bissona, where are you?

I got a job!

Come on, where are you?

(solemn music)

Bissona!

Baby!

Bissona?

Bissona?

(clattering) (tense music)

(Bissona whimpering)

Bissona?

Baby?

Bissona?

(tense music)

Bissona, what?

What's wrong?

Get up, get up.

Get up.

It's all right.

Okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I'll be right back, okay?

Let me get some ice for you.

(solemn music)

It's okay.

It's okay.

Are you okay?

- Thank you, I really needed that.

- Glad to.

- You have every right not to forgive me.

I'm just asking you-

- Shh.

It's okay.

You're still crying.

I want you to know that

everything that happened will be in the past.

You were once lost but now you're found.

It's okay, I love you.

- I love you.

- Guess what, I have a good news and a surprise for you.

I got my job back! (laughing)

I got my job back, you know,

with all the benefits.

All the vacation, all the sick pay,

everything, I got it back!

And guess what?

- What?

- I am starting next week with this high tie position!

(people chattering)

(camera clicking)

- Busted, oh!

See you, Doc!

- Hey.

- Okay, now look.

This is gonna go straight to the administrator

if you don't give us each, including Zeta,

two weeks of vacation.

- One month.

- Oh, no.

Oh, no.

- Cassie, ain't your boyfriend

a big tall black dude in the what, WWE?

- Oooh. - Yup.

- And the rocky.

(women laughing)

- Are you in with them?

- Of course.

- Duh.

- Now put it in.

- Okay, one month.

One month vacation

for each one of you. - Yeah!

- Don't forget to delete it.

- We'll give you the dates.

- Hey.

- Let's go.

Thanks, Doc.

Have a good one.

(women laughing)

- How do you like that?

- Oh, no.

(hip-hop music)

♪ Yeah yeah yeah ♪

♪ Some people are like ♪

♪ Don't care about human grace ♪

♪ Because know what it feel like ♪

♪ They don't have respect for other people ♪

♪ Nurses from hell ♪

♪ Yo, yo ♪

♪ Where we heading to ♪

♪ With this kind of life rich and greedy ♪

♪ No sympathy at all ♪

♪ No sorrow no pity ♪

♪ It keeps the rest of the good ones ♪

♪ Hurtin' their feelings ♪

♪ I don't think they are humans ♪

♪ Check 'em out they are demons ♪

♪ They keep dressing up the good life ♪

♪ They lift the weights ♪

♪ Big cars big friends their troops await ♪

♪ No love for the human race ♪

♪ Their fruit shall wake ♪

♪ Scooping down from a distance ♪

♪ They refuse to work ♪

♪ More money more trouble ♪

♪ Brought 'em pompous double ♪

♪ Hate to see you happy ♪

♪ But they love it when you crumble ♪

♪ The opposite of love is someone ♪

♪ That you're fumble ♪

♪ Hungry as hell looking for wealth in your jungle ♪

♪ Hurt less people ♪

♪ Yeah I see, but nephew ♪

♪ Criminal minds, stop that act it's illegal ♪

♪ Understand the sequel ♪

♪ This is what I'll give you ♪

♪ Love each other please we're equal ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ♪

♪ Yeah nurses from hell ♪

♪ Yeah nurses from hell ♪

♪ Nurses from hell ♪

♪ Yeah nurses from hell ♪

♪ Yeah yeah yeah ♪

♪ Some people are like ♪

♪ Don't care about human grace ♪

♪ Because know what it feel like ♪

♪ They don't have respect for other people ♪

♪ Nurses from hell ♪

♪ Yo yo ♪

- So I am so glad you decided to have dinner with me.

- It's a pleasure.

- Oh Lord, and you're so fine.

Make a wish for a nice young man, handsome.

Let me tell you something, you got a good heart.

'Cause when I was in the hospital,

you played nurse with me and I had nobody.

- What?

- You're suppose to say the lines.

- I told you that's him.

What are you doing here? - Please.

Please. - What is that doing here?

- Sit down, please, please.

- Really? - Please.

- Okay.

Zeta, what are you doing?

What the hell are you doing?

Let's go.

- Adonna, I got this, okay?

I just want to sit here and listen

to what this lady has to say.

- Let's go, okay?

- I'll catch up with you later.

- You know what, I don't have time for this, bye.

- Thank you.

- I'm listening.

- Listen, Mr. Sama.

You know, I know you didn't have no crush on me.

And I know you wanted to make your wife jealous.

God knows I didn't have no crush on your husband,

but I'm gonna say something.

You guys can make this marriage work.

But listen, take this to heart.

You got to treat your husband good.

You don't have to go out looking for other women,

young or old.

And you got to play a part in there too.

You got kids.

Let me tell you something.

I've been married seven times.

Disaster.

I wouldn't want to make,

I wouldn't want you to make the same mistakes I made.

Neither one of you, okay?

Let me say something, If you need me,

you can always call me.

Your husband has my number.

Call me if you need me, I'll be there.

I would never hurt you and I love you.

Oh yes, I love you.

I want it to work, you want it to work, oh yes.

I'm very serious about that.

And this, yup, Miss Devon,

and he's still handsome as he can be, okay?

You go and take care.

I love you guys, okay.

God is blessing you and watching you, all right?

Bye bye, take care.

(light piano music)

(gentle piano music)

(people laughing and chattering)

- Are you doing that?

Oh god.

It sounds so crazy now.

I love you baby.

- I love you.

- You know, that's exactly what I was telling

the guy at work.

The guy was laughing. (laughing)

(gentle music)

- I gotta get back

to the floor. - I'm gonna kick your ass,

paperwork to do.

Really though, really?

- What are you guys doing here?

- Hey, I tell you.

- Hey girl, what's calling?

- Dr. Smith called a meeting and he's not even here.

- Stupid.

- Do you know what happened? - Do you know what's going on?

- Nope, I don't know.

You know how Dr. Smith is, but anyway, you know,

we got him in the box.

- Yay. - Yes, so.

- Hi, ladies.

- Hey, Doc. - Hi, Dr. Smith.

How are you doing?

- Well, I call this emergency meeting

because there's somebody here from Department of Health

who is here to help better our services.

So let's wait and hear what he has for us.

- All right. - That's okay.

- There he is, Frank Jordan from Department of Health.

Frank, my team members.

- Hi, Frank. - Hi, Frank.

- Hi, Frank, how are you?

- Hi.

I'm Detective Frank with the Department of Health

and I am accompanied here with Ms. Gloria Thompson,

who also works at the Department of Health

and who has been helping us with an ongoing investigation.

- What are you doing in here? - Miss Washington?

- What is she doing here?

- I knew something- - And has been helping us

with an ongoing investigation.

- Hell, no.

- Well, hello, you guys.

How you doing today?

Isn't it nice that we can all get together as a family?

You don't think so?

- Mrs. Washington?

This lady is psycho!

(everyone shouting over each other)

- Everyone stop!

- Excuse me. - Sit down!

(tense music)

- This hospital has had 72 deaths

in the past five years.

52 due to natural causes

and 20 due to negligence and abuse.

You may all returning your hospital badges,

pending investigation.

And you will not be allowed to practice.

And if found guilty for any of these charges,

your licenses to practice will be stripped permanently

and you'll be facing jail time

no less than 25 years per count.

- What?

Oh my god.

- None of you will be admitted into the hospital

and none will be allowed to leave the country.

- Okay, give up your badges.

I told you so.

- Including you, back up I can see.

Your badge.

- Your badge.

- I just got this, I didn't do anything.

- Just put it down.

(intense percussive music)

- Security is waiting by the elevators

to see you guys out of the building.

And in the outcome of the investigation, please stop in.

Security!

Security.

- When you arrest her,

don't touch her please.

(keys clinking)

- Baby what is it?

Are you leaving me, huh?

Baby, baby, what?

Just, can I just say something please?

Baby, listen, whatever it is,

we can fix it, okay?

- This is nothing we can fix!

Don't you get it?

- Are you divorcing me?

- I'm not divorcing you!

I've been busted.

For manslaughter.

I gotta go.

- Please, the lawyer's gonna fix everything.

We can fix it, okay?

- You can't fix it!

- We can fix it! - There's nothing!

There's nothing nobody could do.

Even if I wanna stay, I'm going to jail.

- Please baby, we can do something, okay please.

Just don't leave, baby.

(somber piano music)

(woman sobbing)

- I gotta go.

(intense percussive music)

(car honking)

(car revving)

- What?!

We've been on this case for the past one year!

I didn't say DCA.

I said the Prime Airport on Church Street!

They're probably all the way to Acapulco now.

I'll call you back.

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(man sighing)

(man speaks in foreign language)

Raul?

Si, that's right.

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