Hell Nurse (2023) Movie Script
And that's this week's weather forecast.
In other news, yesterday's
daring bank robbery
that rocked the small town of Red Oak
has now made national headlines.
A statewide manhunt has been established
for notorious and violent criminals Terry
Wellbourne, Stacey Dale, and Wayne Starkey.
All three suspects are considered armed
and extremely dangerous and
should not be approached by citizens.
The upcoming Red Oak annual Pumpkin Galla
Parade is set to be the biggest in history...
Nurse Perkins, it's so nice to see you.
Good Evening, Mrs. Sinclair.
I've told you for two years now
I'm not a nurse yet, but I will be soon.
You're going to make a fine nurse, Darla.
We have all the faith in the world in you.
You're the sweetest people I know.
You really are a family to me.
And you're like family to us, sweetheart.
We love you like a granddaughter.
Please welcome Rodney Alcala.
Rod, welcome.
It's time to meet our young
lady from game number one
and here she is...
Here is a young lady with
a wealth of experience.
She once earned a living massaging feet
but she quit when her boss suggested
that she work her way up.
So, who's winning?
Oh, we're not really keeping track.
Just passing the time.
What's for dinner?
Well, what would you like?
Well, what I want, what we
can have are two different things.
Rice and beans it is.
The best time is at night.
Nighttime.
Why do you say that?
Because that's the only time there is.
The suspects in yesterday's
bank robbery remain at large.
Witnesses reported that the three suspects
fled on foot to a nearby location where
the presumed getaway car was waiting.
While there are no eyewitness descriptions
of the vehicle used in the escape.
Shit! Can you believe that goddamn
rent-a-cop actually took a shot at me?
Oh, quit your belly-aching.
Can't you stop being a
creep for two minutes?
That dirty dick of yours is
going to get us all killed one day.
Hey, what's this all about
if we can't have a
little fun along the way?
I always have time to work on my love life.
YEAH!
Yeah, right.
I bet you can't even get
it up for a willing partner.
What was that?
Oh, I know you didn't say
what I think you just said,
because if you did, I'll show
you who can get what up.
OKAY!
Shut the fuck up already.
We've got checkpoints, roadblocks,
nowhere to go,
and you two are arguing over
some little bitch in the bank.
Speaking of which,
I thought we wasn't
supposed to shoot no one.
Mr. Wild Bill Hickok,
least of all the God-damned law.
Hey!
It's your ass he had to save.
Now the whole God-damned state's after us.
Shut up, bitch.
I saw him coming,
just like that old bastard
of a security guard.
Enough!
Knock this shit off.
Help me think for a second.
We need a place to lay low for a few days.
We can listen to the radio for updates.
They'll think we made it out of town
before the roadblocks went up.
Well, there's a motel
not too far down the road.
Are you out of your fucking mind?
Are you trying to get caught?
As a matter of fact,
get the fuck out of the car.
Right now!
Where the hell am I supposed to go?
You! Get in the backseat.
Stacy, up front.
I need someone with a
brain up here right now.
Look.
Looks like a nice place to party.
Yes, it does.
Looks like there's a
house up on that mountain
all by its lonesome self,
but its lights are on.
Well, let's go have a look-see.
All right, man, let's get to it.
I've got to take a monster shit!
Something was about to happen that
would send shock waves around the world.
Hurry, dear.
The Price is Right is about to start.
One minute, I'm getting
tomorrow's breakfast set up.
Well, who could that be?
All the way up here
at this time of the evening?
Those damn salesmen never give up, do they?
May I help you?
Do you have any spare gas?
My car stopped just down the hill.
Spare gas?
No, we don't have anything like that.
How about some jumper cables then?
Look, I'll call the service station.
They're right down the mountain.
Don't even think about touching no phone
you little bitch.
Yeah!
Get off her!
Shut the fuck up,
you old piece of shit.
Let her go
you dirty son of a bitch!
I'm gonna cut you!
I'm gonna cut you like a fish!
NO!
Look at the blood!
Look at the blood!
He's a bleeder, Terry!
He's a bleeder.
Fuck!
I think he shit his pants!
I think he shit in his pants!
You just don't know how to shut up,
do you bitch?
Maybe we ought to put
something in her mouth
to shut her up.
Yeah, you're right.
Maybe we should.
Sounds like she's into it if you ask me.
I'm going to go make
sure there's nobody around.
You boys have fun.
You like that, don't you?
She's saying. Yeah, Terry.
She likes it!
You're gonna give it to her.
Yeah! Who's my whore?
Who's my whore?
Yeah bitch!
I think we ought to keep her around.
At least until we get
out of this shit town.
Looks clear.
I can see lights down
where the checkpoint is.
If they think we're still in town,
they could start door to door searches.
We're going to need to hide the car.
Someone may have seen it.
I think I saw a barn around back.
What about your little
girlfriend over there?
Sorry, Wayne, she's
just too much of a liability.
Whew!
God damn it, Terry.
What are we supposed to do for fun now?
We'll figure it out like we always do.
Fuck.
There's still a couple of
twelve-packs in the trunk.
I'm sure there's some liquor
around here somewhere.
Looks like we've got some board games too.
What is this?
Disneyland?
Do I look 10 years old to you?
Well, you sure do act like it.
Oh, shut the hell up, both of you.
What are we going to do
with these three pieces of shit?
They're going to start stinking
up the place if we leave them here.
Hey, if you want to clean
this mess up, be my guest.
Why did you shoot that old
bitch in the head anyway?
Look at this fucking mess.
She was trying to escape.
Well, you're cleaning that shit up, not me.
Can you two at least get
the bodies out of here?
Or are you good for anything at all?
Well, there's a closet over there.
Let's stack them in there for now.
Those dead fucks have
any real food in this place?
Bullshit! You only threw down two cards.
You don't get three!
It's five card draw, numb nuts.
Fuck you!
Is that you, Wayne?
God damn it stinks in here.
Are you hiding cards?
Show me your fucking cards.
Show me them now!
You're a cheating son of a bitch!
Hey! If you can't handle the game,
then get the fuck out!
You fucking goddamn stinky bitch.
Get your fucking hands off me.
Fuck you.
Fuck you!
I'm going to the ladies room,
and when I get back, you
motherfuckers better start playing fair.
Go take a shit.
Assholes.
Ladies room?
What lady?
I didn't see one.
Dammit is smells in here!
Whew! What the hell are you doing?
Shut that goddamn door.
You trying to stink up the whole house?
I thought I heard something, that's all.
They've been dead for three days now.
Ain't nothing going to change that.
Not only is she a sore loser,
but now she's hearing ghosts!
Stacy Dale
come suck my ghost dick!
Man, I can't take this shit no more.
How much longer we gotta wait?
Look, we'll leave when I say we leave,
God damn it.
You lose your balls or something?
We're being pussies hiding like this.
They came from another
world to destroy the earth.
It was the giant spider invasion.
And now an update on this
past Monday's violent robbery
at Red Oak Town and Country Bank
that left two dead and one injured.
Sheriff's Deputy Ronald
Curley has confirmed
that the suspects are
presumed to have escaped
the state of Washington,
eluding all checkpoints.
Lookouts have been established
at the Mexican border in
both California and Texas.
Suspects are considered
armed and extremely dangerous.
Citizens are advised to avoid
any contact with the fugitives
and to contact your local
law enforcement agency
should you come in contact with
any or all three of the suspects.
Well hot damn!
Let's go!
That's it.
We're out of here. It's about fucking time.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
OK dip shits, let's move.
Her progress has been quite extraordinary.
She started talking again more than six
months ago and has
resumed her studies in nursing.
Well, of course, we still have to keep
her under constant care and watch.
She's studying right now, as we speak.
She seems to be putting
it behind her quite well.
Good afternoon, Ms. Perkins.
Good afternoon.
How are you feeling today?
Did you sleep well last night?
I slept okay.
I'm feeling okay.
We've reduced your medication a
great deal in a relatively short time.
You have responded most favorably.
I'm feeling like myself again most days.
Excellent.
Your case is quite extraordinary.
You were viciously
attacked, shot, left for dead.
You spent 72 hours playing dead
in a closet with the decaying
corpses of your former patients,
whom you loved greatly, and
were witness to their murders.
Your attackers escaped and
are still at large to this day.
Generally, we would not allow a patient
to possess an item from the crime
scene in which their problems were born.
But you're different, aren't you?
As I was saying, the
murderers remain at large.
You were in a state of catatonia
for the better part of a year,
during which time you were
attacked in this very institution.
If not for the intervention of another
patient, you would have likely relegated
yourself to victimization
for the rest of your life,
never saying a word.
Now, in a span of seven months,
you are back to your studies, and weaned
off your medication, almost completely?
I just want things to go
back to the way they were.
I want my life again.
Very well.
We will continue the minimal
dosage for the time being.
Dr. Koffin will see you in his
office immediately after lunch.
Have a good evening, Ms. Perkins.
Come in.
How are you today?
I'm fine, thanks.
Still studying, I see.
Yes, it's been my life
goal to become a nurse.
I've made promises to people I love,
and I'm going to make that happen.
So the rumor is you're
getting out of here soon.
Well, we will see.
I sure hope so.
If it were me,
my only priority would be revenge.
I'd make them suffer.
I can't think about the past like that.
I want my life back.
I can't give any more power
to the people who've hurt me.
If you ever change your
mind, you let me know.
I know a place, and I know people.
I know a way to get them to come to you.
I know a way to put them at your mercy.
Please. I need to study.
I need to get on with my life,
or I'll never get out of this place.
Suit yourself.
But you know where I'll
be if you change your mind.
Have a seat, please, Ms. Perkins.
We are considering a conditional release
for you to continue your studies and
begin your transition back into society.
How are your studies coming along?
Just fine.
I believe I'm ready
to get back to doing what I love to do,
to helping people.
Well, that's great to hear.
No doubt.
However,
you've been through
an extraordinary trauma.
You were catatonic for more than a year.
We generally don't see this quick
a turnaround from such extreme
mental and physical trauma.
Yes, I understand that.
I guess I'm at a point where I realize
the longer I let my
problems control my life,
the more power I'm giving to...
Them.
That's an excellent way to look forward.
Your sessions have
shown tremendous promise.
I may have a deal worked out
that could be beneficial for you.
I have a friend in charge at the
hospital in Woody Pines, Oregon.
Very small operation, very small town.
More than a hundred miles
away from your incident.
I really don't want to try getting
used to a new hospital staff, Dr. Koffin
I've been a patient here for...
Not as a patient, Ms. Perkins.
A Nurse's Assistant.
You mean? Yes, yes.
You would continue your studies
while beginning your training
on the job as a Nurse's Assistant.
This is a great opportunity, Ms. Perkins.
Not only to get your life back,
but to get started in the career you
have so passionately worked towards.
Oh Dr. coffee,
I don't know what to say.
Why, say yes, for crying out loud!
You will still report to me
via telephone once a week.
Our sessions will continue in that manner.
I believe you are ready, Ms. Perkins.
I need your assurance that you will
remain transparent in our conversations,
and you will continue with your
medication until relieved by me,
and me only.
Oh yes Dr. Coffee.
You have my word!
Thank you!
This is not clean enough, Nurse Perkins.
Do you understand the amount
of bacteria left behind in a bedpan?
Yes, Nurse Thompson.
I'll clean them again, right away.
You've got to get up under the
rim this time, and from now on.
And when you're done with that,
room three needs a new set of sheets.
And don't forget, room six
needs medication in 26 minutes.
Got it, Nurse Thompson.
I'll take care of everything.
You may be able to pull strings
and get a job you don't deserve,
but God damn it if you're
going to skimp on doing that job.
Nurse Perkins, come in
here for a moment, please.
Yes, Nurse Green?
How are you holding up today?
Not so great.
I messed up the bed pans again today.
Don't worry about that.
She's just trying to toughen you up.
Everyone messes up the bed
pans for the first few months.
Get what I'm saying?
I think so.
Thank you.
So, what's the story with that display?
These are the original medical
tools from this very hospital,
from the early 1900s,
when this hospital was first opened.
They look so barbaric.
Both of you come to room six
right away, and call the Priest.
Okay, Father, I'll buzz you in.
Father Moretti is on his way.
He was hit by a car.
We're trying to keep him alive
until he can get his last rights.
The family's on their way.
May God have mercy.
What are his chances?
We're losing him, Father.
We summoned you here for the last rites.
This is the lamb of God, who
takes away the sins of the world.
Happy are those who
are called to his supper.
The body of Christ.
May the Lord Jesus protect you
and lead you to eternal life.
Make sure you get the blood
from the floor as well, please.
Are you going to be okay?
This is your first time
seeing a patient lost.
Yes.
I'll be fine.
It's just so sad.
Yes, well, we do everything we can.
The rest is in God's hands.
You're new in this town.
Have you considered coming to Sunday Mass?
Hello, Father.
My days here are consumed
with work and studies.
One must always make
time for the Lord, my child.
Please, feel free to come
by my parish anytime.
We have a wonderful property and
we are always looking for new
volunteers to help with the orphans.
Dear Carrie, I hope
this letter finds you well.
Life has been okay for me
at Woody Pines, I guess.
I'm finally a nurse, at least.
Well, a Nurse's Assistant.
I don't think they like me
very much at the hospital.
My boss, Nurse Thompson, is terrifying.
She seems to take pleasure in scolding me
for the slightest of mistakes.
Perhaps once I've been here a while,
she will see how much
passion I have for nursing,
and take a better liking to me.
I work almost every day.
I've not yet had the
opportunity to travel to Illinois
for a visit to the grave
of Mr. And Mrs. Sinclair.
I miss them so very much.
They are the only people
in my life that believed in me.
And now they are gone.
Although I'm not eager to see Shady Grove
ever again, I hope to visit you someday.
Who knows,
maybe one day you'll be released.
Well, I don't have much time for a break,
so I will say goodbye now.
Please take care of yourself.
Your friend, Darla.
OK dip shits,
let's move.
What the fuck do you think you're doing?
Fuck you!
I'm glad to hear things
are going well, Ms. Perkins.
Our sessions are becoming less
and less necessary, it appears.
Thank you, Dr. Koffin.
I can never thank you enough
for all you have done for me.
It's my job, Darla.
And successful patients like
you are what makes it all worth it.
Dr. koffin,
would it be possible to
come visit Shady Grove?
Perhaps for an in-person session?
Well, it's a bit unusual for a patient
to wish to return to Shady Grove,
even for a visit,
but I suppose an exception can be made.
I will speak to Nurse Thompson
about a day pass for you next week.
Does that work for you?
Yes, Dr. koffin.
Thank you again for everything.
Good evening, Ms. Perkins.
Of course, Ms. Perkins.
Setbacks are always anticipated.
What matters is that we grow from them
each time we feel we have lost
some ground in our progression.
I've really felt accomplished, Dr. Koffin.
I really believe, more than ever,
I'm getting my life back.
I must say, it gives me great pleasure
to see you wearing a nurse's uniform.
You've certainly earned it.
I don't know anyone else who has overcome
the obstacles you have faced
and still accomplish a goal like this.
I really owe it to you, Dr. Koffin.
You believed in me.
Dr. koffin,
before I head back to Woody Pines,
would it be possible to pop in
and say hello to Carrie?
Why, certainly, Ms. Perkins.
She will be delighted to see you,
and your letters have served
instrumental in her progress as of late.
Well, the quiescent victim returns.
Look, we don't have a lot of time.
I need your help, I want my revenge.
Oh, really now?
Whatever happened to not living in the past
or empowering predators?
I saw them.
They're in the town I live in now.
Living free, without a care in the world.
Hurting anyone they want,
and getting away with it?
You need to understand.
My people aren't ordinary.
We practice the dark arts.
In order to get your revenge,
you must do everything you are told,
exactly the way you are told to do it.
There are no guarantees of your future.
You say you want your life back,
but you could very well end up
right back here like me,
without a chance of ever leaving.
But you will have your revenge.
And let me tell you something.
It's worth spending a
thousand years in this hellhole
if that's the price you pay.
Welcome, child.
The revenge you seek
carries a great responsibility.
An undying commitment.
You must dedicate yourself
entirely to your purpose.
You will sacrifice all of yourself
to the one, true, curator of suffering.
First, you will pledge a blood offering
to those you wish to avenge.
You will forsake the presence in the sky,
dishonor his presence,
defile his house of worship.
You will score your body permanently
with his mark.
Your heart will be covered
by his mark.
Your soul
forever in servitude.
You will beseech the
Lord of the dark nightly.
You must surrender
your every thought and move
to his guidance.
You will release all thoughts of fear
and doubt.
You will be under his rule.
He will guide you.
He will seize those you seek
and put them at your feet,
at your mercy.
Your revenge shall be granted!
You're late.
It's linen day.
Get your ass back there and get on it.
God, I can't stand that little bitch.
We've got a gunshot wound.
Let's get the operating room prepped.
Well, it was a close one, but
we were able to stop the bleeding.
He's sedated now, but
he's going to make it.
He was fighting so we had
to restrain him to the bed,
but he's sleeping now.
He can have visitors
as soon as he wakes up.
Is there anywhere to
get food in this place?
The cafeteria is closed for the evening.
You're going to have to settle
for a local restaurant, I'm afraid.
Don't suppose you mind
showing me to a nice place,
would you?
Jesus, you've got a one track mind.
He's going to be here for a few days
until he's well enough to
be transported to the city.
Now, you say he was fooling
around with a pistol and it went off?
Yeah, that's right.
So, purely accidental, I presume.
That's what the man said.
Say, where's the toilet?
Just down the hall to the left.
Hello? It's Father Moretti.
I'm here for the last rites
on the gunshot victim.
Okay Father, I'll buzz you in.
Sorry I'm late, had a little car trouble.
I hope our man is still alive.
He's sedated now,
but he is going to make it.
Praise the Lord, Nurse Thompson.
What the hell is she doing in there?
Hey, you still in there?
Come on, I'm getting hungry.
Let's go before
everything...
What the shit?
What the hell you doing in here.
Huh?
This is no place to be taken a nap...
What the hell's going on around here?
I know you.
What the fuck are you doing here?
We killed you!
We killed you!
We killed you!
We killed you.
Killed you... killed you.
Looks like our gunshot victim is waking up.
He's still groggy, but he's looking Okay.
Well, let's see how the night goes.
He's still in a lot of danger
for the next 24 hours.
Say, would it be okay if
I called it a night?
It's been a long day.
I'll relieve you in the morning.
Yes,
I'll have "Nurse" Perkins stay tonight
and earn her position for once.
Go home and get some rest.
Be back at 09:00 a.m..
Okay then.
See you in the morning.
Okay, no problem.
Thank you, Nurse Green.
Breaking news tonight.
Donny Barnes, local clerk at the.
Canyon Club gas station,
has been found dead
in what appears to have
been a robbery gone wrong.
Money was missing from the till,
and Mr. Barnes was able to get
off a single shot from his pistol.
Police are on the lookout for any person
with a gunshot wound
or any vehicle with a bullet hole.
All leads should be relayed immediately
to your local sheriff's office.
Do you know where you are?
Shithole town, shithole hospital.
That's the spirit.
So what happened?
How did you get that injury?
Hunting accident.
Figured as much.
Can I get a bedpan in here?
Feels like I'm about to shit a brick.
Certainly, Mr. Wellbourne.
I'll be back shortly.
You look like you just saw a ghost.
Jesus Christ!
You scared the shit out of me!
Where the hell have you been?
I've been around.
Cleaning up messes
that needed to be cleaned.
Well, we have a situation here.
Our gunshot victim most
likely killed someone.
I'm quite sure he did,
and it's not his first.
What the hell is wrong with you?
I don't have time for games here.
I need you to get a bedpan in there
and clean him up after he's done.
Then I want you to stand
guard outside his room.
I'm calling the sheriff right now.
I have a better idea.
Let's keep him and his
fucking friends all to ourselves.
Did you hear what I said, you stupid bitch?
Get your ass down the hall and
hello?
Could somebody help me, please?
Well, well, well.
Looks like you always find time
to be a filthy fucking whore.
How are you alive?
You should be more concerned
with why I'm alive, bitch.
I've waited for more
than two years for this,
and now,
I've got you right where I want you.
You and those two fucking
animals you hang around with.
Tonight, you all pay.
Listen,
it...
It wasn't me, okay?
It wasn't my idea.
Us
us women,
we need to stick together.
I've heard enough of your
mouth, you piece of trash.
Do you know what this is?
In the old days,
this was used for abortions.
I'm sure a dirty whore like you
knows all about abortions,
but not like this one.
Back then, this was used
to crush the baby's skull
to make it easier
to rip the body out of the womb.
Now if there's no baby in that filthy gut,
then this here tool will
just have to settle for anything
it can find up there.
Wake up, Mr. Starkey.
Good evening.
Are you enjoying your stay,
Mr. Starkey?
You fucking cunt!
What the fuck do you think you're doing?
Last time, you got off easy.
This time,
we'll make sure you never wake up.
Funny, Mr. Starkey,
I was thinking the same thing.
Then I thought,
well, what fun would that be?
Let's keep him awake
as long as we can.
Okay..
Hold on.
Just wait a minute.
You let me go,
and I'll forget this ever happened.
I'll go my way and you go yours.
How does that sound?
Why, what a great offer, Mr. Starkey,
However, I have a much better idea.
How about I shoot you full of adrenaline
and then chop off your filthy little dick?
Then, just as you're about to pass out,
I'll shoot you full of more adrenaline
so you don't miss a single slice
as I cut off your dirty old balls.
And then... Well...
I'm sure you're starting to
get the idea, Mr. Starkey.
No!
I'm sorry!
Please no!
I'm sorry you crazy fucking bitch!
I'm sorry!
Now, you might feel a little
pressure here, Mr. Starkey...
Please no!
Such a pretty face.
Nurse?
Nurse?
Nurse!
Where the fuck is this stupid bitch?
She said she'd be right back.
Nurse!
Nurse...
Where the hell have you been?
I'm sitting in a pile of shit here.
What kind of hospital is this anyway?
Are you going to turn
the lights on or what?
Isn't that what you're
supposed to be doing?
You filthy fucking pig.
Laying in your own shit.
Oh, Jesus Christ!
What the hell happened to you?
Jesus
has nothing to do with it,
Asshole.
Oh my God it's you!
What are you doing alive?
What the hell's going on here?
I'll tell you what's going
on here, Mr. Wellbourne.
724 days, 13 hours and 43 minutes.
That's how long I've
waited to get my revenge.
And now, your ass belongs to me.
I've got you all to myself
for the next seven hours.
No one will hear you scream.
No one will come to help you.
It's just you and I.
You know something, Mr. Wellbourne?
I'm still in medical studies.
What better way to master my craft
than to learn from the tools
of my forefathers?
Hello?
Nurse Thompson?
Nurse Perkins?
Anybody here?
Oh my God...
And now an update on the gruesome scene
at Woody Pines Hospital.
Police and witnesses say it's
nothing short of a slaughterhouse.
Multiple fatalities, horrifying injuries
to what's left of the bodies inside.
No official body count has been released,
due in part to the inability to piece
together all the victims for a count.
The Mayor has called this the
worst tragedy in Oregon history.
Good afternoon, Ms. Perkins.
This is Dr. Murphy at Clear Lake Hospital.
We are pleased to offer you
the position of head nurse.
We are sure you're
going to love our little town.
We expect it will take you a couple of days
to make the drive, so we'll see you
here on Thursday morning for orientation.
Please drive safely and congratulations.
Welcome aboard.
In other news, yesterday's
daring bank robbery
that rocked the small town of Red Oak
has now made national headlines.
A statewide manhunt has been established
for notorious and violent criminals Terry
Wellbourne, Stacey Dale, and Wayne Starkey.
All three suspects are considered armed
and extremely dangerous and
should not be approached by citizens.
The upcoming Red Oak annual Pumpkin Galla
Parade is set to be the biggest in history...
Nurse Perkins, it's so nice to see you.
Good Evening, Mrs. Sinclair.
I've told you for two years now
I'm not a nurse yet, but I will be soon.
You're going to make a fine nurse, Darla.
We have all the faith in the world in you.
You're the sweetest people I know.
You really are a family to me.
And you're like family to us, sweetheart.
We love you like a granddaughter.
Please welcome Rodney Alcala.
Rod, welcome.
It's time to meet our young
lady from game number one
and here she is...
Here is a young lady with
a wealth of experience.
She once earned a living massaging feet
but she quit when her boss suggested
that she work her way up.
So, who's winning?
Oh, we're not really keeping track.
Just passing the time.
What's for dinner?
Well, what would you like?
Well, what I want, what we
can have are two different things.
Rice and beans it is.
The best time is at night.
Nighttime.
Why do you say that?
Because that's the only time there is.
The suspects in yesterday's
bank robbery remain at large.
Witnesses reported that the three suspects
fled on foot to a nearby location where
the presumed getaway car was waiting.
While there are no eyewitness descriptions
of the vehicle used in the escape.
Shit! Can you believe that goddamn
rent-a-cop actually took a shot at me?
Oh, quit your belly-aching.
Can't you stop being a
creep for two minutes?
That dirty dick of yours is
going to get us all killed one day.
Hey, what's this all about
if we can't have a
little fun along the way?
I always have time to work on my love life.
YEAH!
Yeah, right.
I bet you can't even get
it up for a willing partner.
What was that?
Oh, I know you didn't say
what I think you just said,
because if you did, I'll show
you who can get what up.
OKAY!
Shut the fuck up already.
We've got checkpoints, roadblocks,
nowhere to go,
and you two are arguing over
some little bitch in the bank.
Speaking of which,
I thought we wasn't
supposed to shoot no one.
Mr. Wild Bill Hickok,
least of all the God-damned law.
Hey!
It's your ass he had to save.
Now the whole God-damned state's after us.
Shut up, bitch.
I saw him coming,
just like that old bastard
of a security guard.
Enough!
Knock this shit off.
Help me think for a second.
We need a place to lay low for a few days.
We can listen to the radio for updates.
They'll think we made it out of town
before the roadblocks went up.
Well, there's a motel
not too far down the road.
Are you out of your fucking mind?
Are you trying to get caught?
As a matter of fact,
get the fuck out of the car.
Right now!
Where the hell am I supposed to go?
You! Get in the backseat.
Stacy, up front.
I need someone with a
brain up here right now.
Look.
Looks like a nice place to party.
Yes, it does.
Looks like there's a
house up on that mountain
all by its lonesome self,
but its lights are on.
Well, let's go have a look-see.
All right, man, let's get to it.
I've got to take a monster shit!
Something was about to happen that
would send shock waves around the world.
Hurry, dear.
The Price is Right is about to start.
One minute, I'm getting
tomorrow's breakfast set up.
Well, who could that be?
All the way up here
at this time of the evening?
Those damn salesmen never give up, do they?
May I help you?
Do you have any spare gas?
My car stopped just down the hill.
Spare gas?
No, we don't have anything like that.
How about some jumper cables then?
Look, I'll call the service station.
They're right down the mountain.
Don't even think about touching no phone
you little bitch.
Yeah!
Get off her!
Shut the fuck up,
you old piece of shit.
Let her go
you dirty son of a bitch!
I'm gonna cut you!
I'm gonna cut you like a fish!
NO!
Look at the blood!
Look at the blood!
He's a bleeder, Terry!
He's a bleeder.
Fuck!
I think he shit his pants!
I think he shit in his pants!
You just don't know how to shut up,
do you bitch?
Maybe we ought to put
something in her mouth
to shut her up.
Yeah, you're right.
Maybe we should.
Sounds like she's into it if you ask me.
I'm going to go make
sure there's nobody around.
You boys have fun.
You like that, don't you?
She's saying. Yeah, Terry.
She likes it!
You're gonna give it to her.
Yeah! Who's my whore?
Who's my whore?
Yeah bitch!
I think we ought to keep her around.
At least until we get
out of this shit town.
Looks clear.
I can see lights down
where the checkpoint is.
If they think we're still in town,
they could start door to door searches.
We're going to need to hide the car.
Someone may have seen it.
I think I saw a barn around back.
What about your little
girlfriend over there?
Sorry, Wayne, she's
just too much of a liability.
Whew!
God damn it, Terry.
What are we supposed to do for fun now?
We'll figure it out like we always do.
Fuck.
There's still a couple of
twelve-packs in the trunk.
I'm sure there's some liquor
around here somewhere.
Looks like we've got some board games too.
What is this?
Disneyland?
Do I look 10 years old to you?
Well, you sure do act like it.
Oh, shut the hell up, both of you.
What are we going to do
with these three pieces of shit?
They're going to start stinking
up the place if we leave them here.
Hey, if you want to clean
this mess up, be my guest.
Why did you shoot that old
bitch in the head anyway?
Look at this fucking mess.
She was trying to escape.
Well, you're cleaning that shit up, not me.
Can you two at least get
the bodies out of here?
Or are you good for anything at all?
Well, there's a closet over there.
Let's stack them in there for now.
Those dead fucks have
any real food in this place?
Bullshit! You only threw down two cards.
You don't get three!
It's five card draw, numb nuts.
Fuck you!
Is that you, Wayne?
God damn it stinks in here.
Are you hiding cards?
Show me your fucking cards.
Show me them now!
You're a cheating son of a bitch!
Hey! If you can't handle the game,
then get the fuck out!
You fucking goddamn stinky bitch.
Get your fucking hands off me.
Fuck you.
Fuck you!
I'm going to the ladies room,
and when I get back, you
motherfuckers better start playing fair.
Go take a shit.
Assholes.
Ladies room?
What lady?
I didn't see one.
Dammit is smells in here!
Whew! What the hell are you doing?
Shut that goddamn door.
You trying to stink up the whole house?
I thought I heard something, that's all.
They've been dead for three days now.
Ain't nothing going to change that.
Not only is she a sore loser,
but now she's hearing ghosts!
Stacy Dale
come suck my ghost dick!
Man, I can't take this shit no more.
How much longer we gotta wait?
Look, we'll leave when I say we leave,
God damn it.
You lose your balls or something?
We're being pussies hiding like this.
They came from another
world to destroy the earth.
It was the giant spider invasion.
And now an update on this
past Monday's violent robbery
at Red Oak Town and Country Bank
that left two dead and one injured.
Sheriff's Deputy Ronald
Curley has confirmed
that the suspects are
presumed to have escaped
the state of Washington,
eluding all checkpoints.
Lookouts have been established
at the Mexican border in
both California and Texas.
Suspects are considered
armed and extremely dangerous.
Citizens are advised to avoid
any contact with the fugitives
and to contact your local
law enforcement agency
should you come in contact with
any or all three of the suspects.
Well hot damn!
Let's go!
That's it.
We're out of here. It's about fucking time.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
OK dip shits, let's move.
Her progress has been quite extraordinary.
She started talking again more than six
months ago and has
resumed her studies in nursing.
Well, of course, we still have to keep
her under constant care and watch.
She's studying right now, as we speak.
She seems to be putting
it behind her quite well.
Good afternoon, Ms. Perkins.
Good afternoon.
How are you feeling today?
Did you sleep well last night?
I slept okay.
I'm feeling okay.
We've reduced your medication a
great deal in a relatively short time.
You have responded most favorably.
I'm feeling like myself again most days.
Excellent.
Your case is quite extraordinary.
You were viciously
attacked, shot, left for dead.
You spent 72 hours playing dead
in a closet with the decaying
corpses of your former patients,
whom you loved greatly, and
were witness to their murders.
Your attackers escaped and
are still at large to this day.
Generally, we would not allow a patient
to possess an item from the crime
scene in which their problems were born.
But you're different, aren't you?
As I was saying, the
murderers remain at large.
You were in a state of catatonia
for the better part of a year,
during which time you were
attacked in this very institution.
If not for the intervention of another
patient, you would have likely relegated
yourself to victimization
for the rest of your life,
never saying a word.
Now, in a span of seven months,
you are back to your studies, and weaned
off your medication, almost completely?
I just want things to go
back to the way they were.
I want my life again.
Very well.
We will continue the minimal
dosage for the time being.
Dr. Koffin will see you in his
office immediately after lunch.
Have a good evening, Ms. Perkins.
Come in.
How are you today?
I'm fine, thanks.
Still studying, I see.
Yes, it's been my life
goal to become a nurse.
I've made promises to people I love,
and I'm going to make that happen.
So the rumor is you're
getting out of here soon.
Well, we will see.
I sure hope so.
If it were me,
my only priority would be revenge.
I'd make them suffer.
I can't think about the past like that.
I want my life back.
I can't give any more power
to the people who've hurt me.
If you ever change your
mind, you let me know.
I know a place, and I know people.
I know a way to get them to come to you.
I know a way to put them at your mercy.
Please. I need to study.
I need to get on with my life,
or I'll never get out of this place.
Suit yourself.
But you know where I'll
be if you change your mind.
Have a seat, please, Ms. Perkins.
We are considering a conditional release
for you to continue your studies and
begin your transition back into society.
How are your studies coming along?
Just fine.
I believe I'm ready
to get back to doing what I love to do,
to helping people.
Well, that's great to hear.
No doubt.
However,
you've been through
an extraordinary trauma.
You were catatonic for more than a year.
We generally don't see this quick
a turnaround from such extreme
mental and physical trauma.
Yes, I understand that.
I guess I'm at a point where I realize
the longer I let my
problems control my life,
the more power I'm giving to...
Them.
That's an excellent way to look forward.
Your sessions have
shown tremendous promise.
I may have a deal worked out
that could be beneficial for you.
I have a friend in charge at the
hospital in Woody Pines, Oregon.
Very small operation, very small town.
More than a hundred miles
away from your incident.
I really don't want to try getting
used to a new hospital staff, Dr. Koffin
I've been a patient here for...
Not as a patient, Ms. Perkins.
A Nurse's Assistant.
You mean? Yes, yes.
You would continue your studies
while beginning your training
on the job as a Nurse's Assistant.
This is a great opportunity, Ms. Perkins.
Not only to get your life back,
but to get started in the career you
have so passionately worked towards.
Oh Dr. coffee,
I don't know what to say.
Why, say yes, for crying out loud!
You will still report to me
via telephone once a week.
Our sessions will continue in that manner.
I believe you are ready, Ms. Perkins.
I need your assurance that you will
remain transparent in our conversations,
and you will continue with your
medication until relieved by me,
and me only.
Oh yes Dr. Coffee.
You have my word!
Thank you!
This is not clean enough, Nurse Perkins.
Do you understand the amount
of bacteria left behind in a bedpan?
Yes, Nurse Thompson.
I'll clean them again, right away.
You've got to get up under the
rim this time, and from now on.
And when you're done with that,
room three needs a new set of sheets.
And don't forget, room six
needs medication in 26 minutes.
Got it, Nurse Thompson.
I'll take care of everything.
You may be able to pull strings
and get a job you don't deserve,
but God damn it if you're
going to skimp on doing that job.
Nurse Perkins, come in
here for a moment, please.
Yes, Nurse Green?
How are you holding up today?
Not so great.
I messed up the bed pans again today.
Don't worry about that.
She's just trying to toughen you up.
Everyone messes up the bed
pans for the first few months.
Get what I'm saying?
I think so.
Thank you.
So, what's the story with that display?
These are the original medical
tools from this very hospital,
from the early 1900s,
when this hospital was first opened.
They look so barbaric.
Both of you come to room six
right away, and call the Priest.
Okay, Father, I'll buzz you in.
Father Moretti is on his way.
He was hit by a car.
We're trying to keep him alive
until he can get his last rights.
The family's on their way.
May God have mercy.
What are his chances?
We're losing him, Father.
We summoned you here for the last rites.
This is the lamb of God, who
takes away the sins of the world.
Happy are those who
are called to his supper.
The body of Christ.
May the Lord Jesus protect you
and lead you to eternal life.
Make sure you get the blood
from the floor as well, please.
Are you going to be okay?
This is your first time
seeing a patient lost.
Yes.
I'll be fine.
It's just so sad.
Yes, well, we do everything we can.
The rest is in God's hands.
You're new in this town.
Have you considered coming to Sunday Mass?
Hello, Father.
My days here are consumed
with work and studies.
One must always make
time for the Lord, my child.
Please, feel free to come
by my parish anytime.
We have a wonderful property and
we are always looking for new
volunteers to help with the orphans.
Dear Carrie, I hope
this letter finds you well.
Life has been okay for me
at Woody Pines, I guess.
I'm finally a nurse, at least.
Well, a Nurse's Assistant.
I don't think they like me
very much at the hospital.
My boss, Nurse Thompson, is terrifying.
She seems to take pleasure in scolding me
for the slightest of mistakes.
Perhaps once I've been here a while,
she will see how much
passion I have for nursing,
and take a better liking to me.
I work almost every day.
I've not yet had the
opportunity to travel to Illinois
for a visit to the grave
of Mr. And Mrs. Sinclair.
I miss them so very much.
They are the only people
in my life that believed in me.
And now they are gone.
Although I'm not eager to see Shady Grove
ever again, I hope to visit you someday.
Who knows,
maybe one day you'll be released.
Well, I don't have much time for a break,
so I will say goodbye now.
Please take care of yourself.
Your friend, Darla.
OK dip shits,
let's move.
What the fuck do you think you're doing?
Fuck you!
I'm glad to hear things
are going well, Ms. Perkins.
Our sessions are becoming less
and less necessary, it appears.
Thank you, Dr. Koffin.
I can never thank you enough
for all you have done for me.
It's my job, Darla.
And successful patients like
you are what makes it all worth it.
Dr. koffin,
would it be possible to
come visit Shady Grove?
Perhaps for an in-person session?
Well, it's a bit unusual for a patient
to wish to return to Shady Grove,
even for a visit,
but I suppose an exception can be made.
I will speak to Nurse Thompson
about a day pass for you next week.
Does that work for you?
Yes, Dr. koffin.
Thank you again for everything.
Good evening, Ms. Perkins.
Of course, Ms. Perkins.
Setbacks are always anticipated.
What matters is that we grow from them
each time we feel we have lost
some ground in our progression.
I've really felt accomplished, Dr. Koffin.
I really believe, more than ever,
I'm getting my life back.
I must say, it gives me great pleasure
to see you wearing a nurse's uniform.
You've certainly earned it.
I don't know anyone else who has overcome
the obstacles you have faced
and still accomplish a goal like this.
I really owe it to you, Dr. Koffin.
You believed in me.
Dr. koffin,
before I head back to Woody Pines,
would it be possible to pop in
and say hello to Carrie?
Why, certainly, Ms. Perkins.
She will be delighted to see you,
and your letters have served
instrumental in her progress as of late.
Well, the quiescent victim returns.
Look, we don't have a lot of time.
I need your help, I want my revenge.
Oh, really now?
Whatever happened to not living in the past
or empowering predators?
I saw them.
They're in the town I live in now.
Living free, without a care in the world.
Hurting anyone they want,
and getting away with it?
You need to understand.
My people aren't ordinary.
We practice the dark arts.
In order to get your revenge,
you must do everything you are told,
exactly the way you are told to do it.
There are no guarantees of your future.
You say you want your life back,
but you could very well end up
right back here like me,
without a chance of ever leaving.
But you will have your revenge.
And let me tell you something.
It's worth spending a
thousand years in this hellhole
if that's the price you pay.
Welcome, child.
The revenge you seek
carries a great responsibility.
An undying commitment.
You must dedicate yourself
entirely to your purpose.
You will sacrifice all of yourself
to the one, true, curator of suffering.
First, you will pledge a blood offering
to those you wish to avenge.
You will forsake the presence in the sky,
dishonor his presence,
defile his house of worship.
You will score your body permanently
with his mark.
Your heart will be covered
by his mark.
Your soul
forever in servitude.
You will beseech the
Lord of the dark nightly.
You must surrender
your every thought and move
to his guidance.
You will release all thoughts of fear
and doubt.
You will be under his rule.
He will guide you.
He will seize those you seek
and put them at your feet,
at your mercy.
Your revenge shall be granted!
You're late.
It's linen day.
Get your ass back there and get on it.
God, I can't stand that little bitch.
We've got a gunshot wound.
Let's get the operating room prepped.
Well, it was a close one, but
we were able to stop the bleeding.
He's sedated now, but
he's going to make it.
He was fighting so we had
to restrain him to the bed,
but he's sleeping now.
He can have visitors
as soon as he wakes up.
Is there anywhere to
get food in this place?
The cafeteria is closed for the evening.
You're going to have to settle
for a local restaurant, I'm afraid.
Don't suppose you mind
showing me to a nice place,
would you?
Jesus, you've got a one track mind.
He's going to be here for a few days
until he's well enough to
be transported to the city.
Now, you say he was fooling
around with a pistol and it went off?
Yeah, that's right.
So, purely accidental, I presume.
That's what the man said.
Say, where's the toilet?
Just down the hall to the left.
Hello? It's Father Moretti.
I'm here for the last rites
on the gunshot victim.
Okay Father, I'll buzz you in.
Sorry I'm late, had a little car trouble.
I hope our man is still alive.
He's sedated now,
but he is going to make it.
Praise the Lord, Nurse Thompson.
What the hell is she doing in there?
Hey, you still in there?
Come on, I'm getting hungry.
Let's go before
everything...
What the shit?
What the hell you doing in here.
Huh?
This is no place to be taken a nap...
What the hell's going on around here?
I know you.
What the fuck are you doing here?
We killed you!
We killed you!
We killed you!
We killed you.
Killed you... killed you.
Looks like our gunshot victim is waking up.
He's still groggy, but he's looking Okay.
Well, let's see how the night goes.
He's still in a lot of danger
for the next 24 hours.
Say, would it be okay if
I called it a night?
It's been a long day.
I'll relieve you in the morning.
Yes,
I'll have "Nurse" Perkins stay tonight
and earn her position for once.
Go home and get some rest.
Be back at 09:00 a.m..
Okay then.
See you in the morning.
Okay, no problem.
Thank you, Nurse Green.
Breaking news tonight.
Donny Barnes, local clerk at the.
Canyon Club gas station,
has been found dead
in what appears to have
been a robbery gone wrong.
Money was missing from the till,
and Mr. Barnes was able to get
off a single shot from his pistol.
Police are on the lookout for any person
with a gunshot wound
or any vehicle with a bullet hole.
All leads should be relayed immediately
to your local sheriff's office.
Do you know where you are?
Shithole town, shithole hospital.
That's the spirit.
So what happened?
How did you get that injury?
Hunting accident.
Figured as much.
Can I get a bedpan in here?
Feels like I'm about to shit a brick.
Certainly, Mr. Wellbourne.
I'll be back shortly.
You look like you just saw a ghost.
Jesus Christ!
You scared the shit out of me!
Where the hell have you been?
I've been around.
Cleaning up messes
that needed to be cleaned.
Well, we have a situation here.
Our gunshot victim most
likely killed someone.
I'm quite sure he did,
and it's not his first.
What the hell is wrong with you?
I don't have time for games here.
I need you to get a bedpan in there
and clean him up after he's done.
Then I want you to stand
guard outside his room.
I'm calling the sheriff right now.
I have a better idea.
Let's keep him and his
fucking friends all to ourselves.
Did you hear what I said, you stupid bitch?
Get your ass down the hall and
hello?
Could somebody help me, please?
Well, well, well.
Looks like you always find time
to be a filthy fucking whore.
How are you alive?
You should be more concerned
with why I'm alive, bitch.
I've waited for more
than two years for this,
and now,
I've got you right where I want you.
You and those two fucking
animals you hang around with.
Tonight, you all pay.
Listen,
it...
It wasn't me, okay?
It wasn't my idea.
Us
us women,
we need to stick together.
I've heard enough of your
mouth, you piece of trash.
Do you know what this is?
In the old days,
this was used for abortions.
I'm sure a dirty whore like you
knows all about abortions,
but not like this one.
Back then, this was used
to crush the baby's skull
to make it easier
to rip the body out of the womb.
Now if there's no baby in that filthy gut,
then this here tool will
just have to settle for anything
it can find up there.
Wake up, Mr. Starkey.
Good evening.
Are you enjoying your stay,
Mr. Starkey?
You fucking cunt!
What the fuck do you think you're doing?
Last time, you got off easy.
This time,
we'll make sure you never wake up.
Funny, Mr. Starkey,
I was thinking the same thing.
Then I thought,
well, what fun would that be?
Let's keep him awake
as long as we can.
Okay..
Hold on.
Just wait a minute.
You let me go,
and I'll forget this ever happened.
I'll go my way and you go yours.
How does that sound?
Why, what a great offer, Mr. Starkey,
However, I have a much better idea.
How about I shoot you full of adrenaline
and then chop off your filthy little dick?
Then, just as you're about to pass out,
I'll shoot you full of more adrenaline
so you don't miss a single slice
as I cut off your dirty old balls.
And then... Well...
I'm sure you're starting to
get the idea, Mr. Starkey.
No!
I'm sorry!
Please no!
I'm sorry you crazy fucking bitch!
I'm sorry!
Now, you might feel a little
pressure here, Mr. Starkey...
Please no!
Such a pretty face.
Nurse?
Nurse?
Nurse!
Where the fuck is this stupid bitch?
She said she'd be right back.
Nurse!
Nurse...
Where the hell have you been?
I'm sitting in a pile of shit here.
What kind of hospital is this anyway?
Are you going to turn
the lights on or what?
Isn't that what you're
supposed to be doing?
You filthy fucking pig.
Laying in your own shit.
Oh, Jesus Christ!
What the hell happened to you?
Jesus
has nothing to do with it,
Asshole.
Oh my God it's you!
What are you doing alive?
What the hell's going on here?
I'll tell you what's going
on here, Mr. Wellbourne.
724 days, 13 hours and 43 minutes.
That's how long I've
waited to get my revenge.
And now, your ass belongs to me.
I've got you all to myself
for the next seven hours.
No one will hear you scream.
No one will come to help you.
It's just you and I.
You know something, Mr. Wellbourne?
I'm still in medical studies.
What better way to master my craft
than to learn from the tools
of my forefathers?
Hello?
Nurse Thompson?
Nurse Perkins?
Anybody here?
Oh my God...
And now an update on the gruesome scene
at Woody Pines Hospital.
Police and witnesses say it's
nothing short of a slaughterhouse.
Multiple fatalities, horrifying injuries
to what's left of the bodies inside.
No official body count has been released,
due in part to the inability to piece
together all the victims for a count.
The Mayor has called this the
worst tragedy in Oregon history.
Good afternoon, Ms. Perkins.
This is Dr. Murphy at Clear Lake Hospital.
We are pleased to offer you
the position of head nurse.
We are sure you're
going to love our little town.
We expect it will take you a couple of days
to make the drive, so we'll see you
here on Thursday morning for orientation.
Please drive safely and congratulations.
Welcome aboard.