Killer Nurses (2024) Movie Script
1
Camila?
Hello?
-Shit.
Sorry, Ines. I didn't hear you.
I'm clocking out.
Good night.
-Good night.
Second floor, East Wing. This is Camila.
Okay.
I'll be right up.
When did they reopen the fifth floor?
Let's go, shall we?
Oh.
Wow, it's humid.
Yeah, well, at least
there are good bars here.
According to a list I saw online.
- Time to hydrate, ladies.
- Oh, thanks, Mom.
Thanks. -She does this all the time.
You'll get used to it.
Ah, I'm excited!
I mean, I'm nervous, but I'm excited.
I just want to do a good job.
Tell me it's your first
day without telling me
it's your first day.
-
Ah, so how long have you
two been traveling nurses?
Mm, this is our fifth or sixth place.
Oh, we probably shouldn't count Cancun.
Well, I don't want to sound
like a dork or anything,
but I'm-I'm really glad
they paired me with you two.
Honestly, same.
We've been paired with some real whackos,
so, yes, thankful for you.
Gigi, don't worry.
You're going to do great.
Yeah, didn't you, uh,
graduate first in your class?
Oh, no, I tied for first.
Uh, Alevarne does not deserve you.
Well, they seem like a decent company.
So innocent.
So full of hope.
So sober.
Drew.
-What?
Traveling is basically being on vacation.
That doesn't make the public
consumption of alcohol legal...
Especially if you're not sharing.
I like her.
-
From Alevarne Healthcare, right?
Mm-hmm.
-
Hey, I'm your driver, Alex.
I'm Jade. This is Gigi, and that's...
Drew. Nice to meet you.
Hi, Drew. I'm your driver.
I know.
So, um, you want a ride?
I'd love one.
-Obviously.
You know, I, uh, studied
to be a nurse myself,
Mm.
-...but, uh, I don't know,
I just like driving more.
Better hours, better tunes,
and no butt stuff.
Oh.
Da da
Yeah, yeah
Confidence on a hundred
Living life like I want it
I'mma stay and enjoy it Yeah, yeah
Better call up the bookies
Place your bets On the Noonie
I'll be out fucking Tuesday
Mmm, I'm so lucky
All right, guys. Welcome
to Lexington, Kentucky.
This place is super cute.
Yeah, it looks great.
-
Are the Airbnbs always like this?
Ew.
-No.
Actually, the hospital owns this place.
They love hosting professors, researchers,
other smart medicine people.
-Hmm.
I didn't realize Lexford
Medical was so research-focused.
Your bag, Drew.
Oh, my God, thank you.
Okay.
Well, hey, uh, if you're
not too busy later,
maybe you'd want to take me for a ride?
Oh, no, don't worry.
Your rental car's gonna
get dropped off soon.
But, um...
If you ever want to hook up, let me know.
Mmm, I'm so lucky
Okay.
Head up in the air I'm feelin' lonely
See you.
I'm the part of God So lucky me
Lucky you
I'm the truth Cheers to me
Oh, this actually isn't too bad.
Huh.
Again?
That's all the usual stuff.
Badges, employee handbooks, hospital maps.
And, of course, our assignment schedules.
Orientation at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow.
Oh, which means we can
party until at least 2:00.
Oh, work hard, play hard,
I'm here for it!
Oh, but it is our first night.
Maybe we should...
-Oh, Gigi,
I'm gonna stop you right there.
Jade and I are a little more
play hard than work hard.
Don't get us wrong, we love what we do.
I care about the patients.
Yeah, I just don't give
a shit about Alevarne.
'Cause they don't give a shit about us.
Oh, but...
Look, the good thing
about traveling like this
is we don't get assigned the tough cases.
Tomorrow's just gonna
be lame hospital tour,
lunch, fluff-a-pillow, change some sheets.
Oh, really?
-Mm-hmm.
Come on, let's go out.
-Yeah.
Whoo!
-Whoo!
Oh!
Three tequila sodas, please.
And three tequila shots, please.
Wait, what's the difference?
Don't ask stupid questions.
Oh, okay.
This place is lit.
Oh! Oh, that's cool.
Thank you, bartender.
-
Oh, all right.
To getting lit in Lexington!
Ice, ice.
Ah! So, Gigi...
-Thank you.
What made you wanna
become a traveling nurse?
Sure as hell isn't for everyone.
Um, well, I really like to travel,
and, uh, the pay is really good.
Okay, but, like, the truth?
Oh, um, no, I don't have anything
keeping me in one place, really.
Um, my mom died a few years ago.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Cancer.
Yeah, after that, I just
knew I wanted to help people.
I love that. Hm-hm.
Well, hey, to your mom.
To your mom.
Cheers!
-Cheers!
What's your name?
Same!
It's just really fulfilling
to provide medical care to
these understaffed hospitals.
It really... it really is
what I was born to do.
Is this seat taken?
- No.
- Great.
How are you?
-I'm good.
Wait, what's happening?
Oh, my God, somebody help.
- Someone call 911.
- Give her some room.
- Give her some room.
- Excuse me.
- I got her.
- You got her?
Hold on.
Hi, yes, a woman's collapsed.
We need an ambulance.
We're at the Bronze Lady Bar, now.
Weak pulse, shortness of breath.
Okay. Megan Miller.
She has a glucometer.
She could be slipping into a diabetic coma.
She needs insulin, three units.
I'm on it.
Hey. Hey.
Hey. You're going to be okay.
Hey, the paramedics are on their way, okay?
Here you go. Come on.
- Look, I'm going to go with her.
- No, no, the EMTs can handle it.
No, she doesn't have anybody.
Look, I'm going.
We'll all go.
Right, Drew?
Fine, yeah.
What's taking so long?
They're understaffed, remember?
Right.
Damn.
Ladies, I'm Dr. Hartsen.
Megan's going to be just fine.
Oh!
-Okay, great.
Yeah, we'll keep her
overnight for observation,
but you can take your friend
home with you tomorrow.
Oh, uh, we actually don't know her.
Yeah, we were just at the
bar when she collapsed.
Oh. -Did the EMTs tell you that...
That you already administered insulin?
They did. Impressive.
Oh!
We're from Alevarne Healthcare.
I thought you looked familiar.
Well, this is terrific news.
You're joining my team.
I'm Gigi.
I have read, like, all
of your published work.
Really?
-Mm-hmm.
Wow.
And I'm Drew.
-Hi.
Jade.
-Okay.
So nice to meet you all.
Yeah.
-Um...
I'm sorry. You just...
You remind me of someone.
Oh.
Anyway, I hear that you're
something of a prodigy.
Oh, no. I-I wouldn't say that.
Well, your thesis on arterial grafting
featured in The Modern Medical Review.
I do my research, too.
And she's super talented and modest.
And single.
Mm.
Well, I'm just... I'm so relieved
that you girls are joining us.
We've been short-staffed
here for a while now.
And then when our nurse Camila
up and disappeared last month,
our situation became rather desperate.
Disappeared?
-Yeah.
She eloped with her musician boyfriend.
Huh.
-Well, I'm sure
you'll get all caught up on
the hospital gossip tomorrow.
So, so nice to meet you.
Thank you for being here.
You, too.
Well, looks like he already
has a little favorite, huh?
Look at you go.
I see you. -I didn't do anything.
I know.
I can't wait to take these shoes off.
Yeah, that was too... I'm not even drunk.
My, God.
Maybe we can make you do that.
Oh, my gosh.
Anyone for a nightcap?
Oh. I'm going to bed. Tonight was rough.
Rough, but exciting.
I mean, when I took my pledge...
-Oh, my God, no.
Please. Way too late for speeches.
Okay, well, I'm just
saying, we did save a life.
Oh, which calls for a celebratory drink.
Not going to happen, Drew.
Come on.
Wait, wait. Shut up.
Excuse me?
Shh. Shh.
-
Do you hear that?
Holy shit.
Someone's out there.
It's a coyote.
Oh, it sounded bigger than that.
It's probably just, like,
digging around or something.
Are you sure you didn't see someone?
Yeah.
I'm sure.
We should drink about this.
Ah, I need to go to bed.
No.
-Me too.
Wait... Good night.
Fine.
Who's our orientation with?
Brooklyn, hospital administrator.
Oh, that's going to be a wasted morning.
Why can't they just pair us
with that grumpy head nurse?
-
Because the grumpy head
nurse is far too busy
to show you where we keep the catheters.
Hi. It's Ines, isn't it?
I'm Jade. We met briefly the other night.
I remember.
The drunk girls from the waiting room.
I am just getting off of a very long shift,
but Brooklyn has your assignments.
If you don't think that's
a waste of your morning.
Thanks.
We'll check in with her right away.
Thank you.
Great. She hates us.
-Yep.
Ines hates everyone except Dr. Hartsen.
Also, hi. I'm Tom.
-
Anything you want to know
about this place, just ask.
I've literally been here forever.
I'm Jade. This is Drew and Gigi.
Hi. Hi. Hi.
- How long have you worked here?
- Three months.
Oh.
-What?
That's basically forever when
you have commitment issues?
Literally the same.
We need to talk about that.
Also, heads up, Ines
counts the pudding cups.
Damn it. No.
-Is that bad?
See you girls out there.
Oh.
-I just want pudding.
Just give me a pudding
and I'll be fine. Okay?
Good morning, ladies.
So, before I send you off
to handle your very important tasks,
I just wanted to extend an official welcome
to Lexford Medical.
-Thanks.
I don't want you to think of me
as the hospital administrator,
but instead as Brooklyn, your friend.
Now, let's get you to your station
so this beautiful new day can get underway!
Da, dada, dada, da
We got no one To play
I wanna take you on a round
And slip inside Kind of
Let's go with the flow
We're gonna
Going down with the
We go hit 'em with it
Oo, ooh, oo, ooh
Okay.
Gigi.
Hi.
Why on earth are you
prepping a sponge bath?
We have orderlies for that.
This was my assignment from Ines.
I'm-I'm happy to do
whatever helps the hospital.
Well, I appreciate that, but
this is beneath your skills.
Tell you what, I'll talk to Ines
about maybe reassigning you.
Thank you, Dr. Hartsen.
Of course.
Oh.
Someone's getting along
with our chief of medicine.
It seems like he's a good mentor.
Plus, he throws killer parties.
Just wait until the next one.
So good.
Dr. Hartsen parties?
Yes, girl. We all do.
Dr. Hartsen said he would handle it.
Hey, I'm not complaining.
It's part of the job.
You weren't scrubbing bedpans.
Morning, Ines.
Yeah.
New assignments this morning.
Drew and Jade,
you're both in the ER with Dr. Benitez.
Gigi, you're working alongside
Dr. Hartsen at inpatient.
He's on four.
Thank you.
At least you guys get to work together.
Mm-hmm.
Have fun with Dr. Handsome.
Oh, no.
Oh.
Let's get him in room two.
Good morning, Gigi.
Good morning, Dr. Hartsen.
Freshly brewed.
Oh, thank you.
Shall we?
-Yeah.
How was your first day yesterday?
It was good.
What'd you get up to?
Sponge bath.
- Remember?
- Of course.
We're losing him. Get the crash cart.
Is that more comfortable?
Okay.
Charge.
Set.
-Clear.
Shock.
-
- Again.
-Shock.
Okay. Deep breath in.
And out.
Good.
No signs of infection,
so the tetracycline seems to be working.
Fantastic.
All right.
Feeling okay?
Sure.
He's waking up.
Get an anesthesiologist in here now.
How's the pain when I press here?
Yeah. Okay.
Appendicitis or kidney stones?
Good question.
Why don't we schedule a... -A
urinalysis and a blood test?
Perfect.
Okay, let's get him into recovery.
Gunshot victim. Jade, Drew, with me.
You think she'll wake up from the coma?
I'm optimistic.
Me too.
Hope for the best, but
prepare for the worst.
Always a good life philosophy.
Oh!
What?
-Nothing.
It's just most of the doctors
I've met are so jaded,
they've completely lost their passion.
It's obvious you really care.
Well, it's the passion that keeps me going.
I feel the same way.
You girls doing anything tonight?
- Oh, um, I...
- Dr. Hartsen?
Mm-hm.
You're wanted on three.
Of course.
I'll be right there. Excuse me.
Hey, Ines. How's your day?
Busy.
Hmm.
Thank God, we're off tomorrow.
Dude, where is she?
We clocked out, like, 30 minutes ago.
Coming. Sorry.
Oh, so it's not what
she was doing, it's who.
Sorry, I just got caught
up talking to Dr. Hartsen.
Talking?
Oh, oh, that is so not fair.
Hey...
-
just be careful, okay?
We don't know the social dynamics here yet.
Oh, yeah, f-for sure. It's all good.
Yeah, can we go?
Okay.
My ears.
-No...
Cheers!
-Cheers!
Right, I'm gonna do a loop.
What are you smiling about over there?
Oh, nothing.
Oh, my God, are you texting him already?
No. It's-it's nothing.
It's just, he's really nice.
Are you going over there tonight?
Uh, no, no. He's, uh, doing research.
Research.
Um, you know, I'm getting
really tired, though,
so I think I'm just gonna
head back to the house.
Hey, take the car. We'll catch a cab.
Oh, are you sure?
-Mm-hmm.
Okay. Well, have fun!
You too.
Thank you.
Oh, my God...
Of course, leave it to me, huh?
Leave it to me.
Oh, my God.
Hey, she's not with Dr. Handsome, huh?
Oh, yeah. -Oh, shit, let's go find out.
No.
-
It's not...
What? No.
No. No, don't.
Gigi, we're home.
Oh, my God.
Okay, I'm gonna make us some drinks.
Okay.
Hmm.
Gigi?
Gigi?
She's not in her room.
Dude, she's totally fucking him.
Okay.
That's not a coyote.
Maybe it's just Gigi.
Gigi?
Hello?
Why would she be out here?
Gigi, you out here?
- Hey, did you hear that?
- Yeah.
Wait. What is that?
Holy shit.
Maybe don't go towards the creepy noise.
I didn't see anything.
I could have swore, I heard someone.
Oh, my God.
Okay.
Oh, my God!
Gi! Gi! Fuck! Shit!
- No!
- Okay, hold on.
- It's okay, it's okay!
- She's not fucking breathing!
- Call the ambulance!
- No, I know!
Shit! -Drew, she's not breathing.
I know!
-
Yes, we need an ambulance right now.
Yeah.
-
Did you hear the cops say
it was too precise to be accidental?
Dude, who the fuck would do this?
The tourniquet, the... amputation.
Had to be someone with training.
You think someone from
Lexford Medical did this?
I mean...
Who else knew she was here?
We're asking all of you
to please fully cooperate with the police.
This is Detective Diaz.
AHe will be leading the investigation.
We've already determined
that the serial number
on the surgical instrument
found at the scene
matched the hospital's inventory.
Unfortunately, no fingerprints were found.
So, every employee at Lexford Medical
will be questioned.
Wow. Because we all have time for that.
I'll be working with your supervisors
to ensure the investigation
doesn't interfere
with any of your assignments.
Meeting dismissed.
Drew, Jade, a word.
Um...
I am so sorry for your loss.
I was just getting to know
Gigi, but it was so clear to me
that she had a really
bright future ahead of her.
I'm still trying to wrap
my head around this.
In any case...
I just wanted you to know
how truly sorry I am.
Thanks.
I mean, we were just
getting to know her, too.
We just want to know what happened.
We all do.
What about the instrument
they said they found?
What is it?
Not sure. News to me.
Dr. Hartsen?
-Hmm.
Detective Diaz would like
to speak with you first.
Absolutely. Just a second. Thanks.
Listen, if you learn anything,
if you need anything,
I'm here. Okay?
Thanks.
Drew, Jade, schedule update.
You're both working today.
No, but we...
-Understood, Ines.
We'll change and get to our stations.
Uh, why did you agree to that?
We'll be working with the murderer.
Well, we have to wait here for
our police interview anyways.
Plus, I really don't want
to go back to that house.
Let's just get through the day.
We can fly out early tomorrow.
Sorry. You'll remain in Lexington.
We've already packed.
Dude, I'm not fucking staying here.
Look, we signed a contract
with Lexford Medical,
and you signed a contract with us.
No, bullshit. -You've
got to be kidding me.
- Someone died.
- Well, yeah.
That happens in healthcare all the time.
What, murder happens all the time?
Look, unless you'd like to quit your jobs,
for severance or unemployment,
you're staying in Lexington.
What about Gigi? What
are you doing for her?
Gigi? Oh, Gianna.
Yes, well, the police are handling it.
Not much more we can do there.
Fuck him.
I hate Alevarne.
Dude, this is fucked.
Jesus fucking Christ, Jade!
Okay.
Okay.
This is going to be a long couple of weeks.
Almost two fucking weeks.
How do they still not know who did it?
Well, when I worked as a forensic nurse...
Oh, my God, you did one summer program.
Murders are almost impossible
to solve without DNA.
Talking about Gigi?
How crazy
that they haven't found a
lead in a week and a half.
It's honestly fucked.
I'm literally depressed.
Stuff like this that forces you
to face your own mortality, you know?
Oh, it's sad.
Mm-hmm, right.
It's just, I've never
lost a co-worker before.
I mean, sure, oodles of nurses
have quit without notice,
but that's obvi different than dying.
Like... disappeared?
Well, Camila eloped.
Jenny's off in the grid in
like, like a Florida swamp.
Nancy betrayed us for that
teaching gig in Africa,
and Liz moved into a van to follow Phish.
Wait, I thought you said
you'd only worked here
for three months?
Um, yeah, exactly.
You don't find any of that a little sus?
I've literally never known nurses
to just quit their jobs like that.
Well, you haven't known
nurses at Lexford Medical.
I swear, this place loves hiring a hippie.
What? I get headaches?
How are you two holding up, huh?
Good.
Well, listen, I just, uh,
wanted to let you know
how appreciative we are
that you're still with us.
Not like we had a choice.
And, obviously, the timing isn't great,
but, um, I'm hosting a little
gathering at my place tonight
to celebrate my latest publishing.
Party? Now?
I know. But who knows, maybe
it'll help boost morale.
Though, I understand if you
don't feel up to it, I...
barely feel up to it myself.
Yeah, we're gonna pass.
But thank you so much for the invite.
Of course.
I can't believe you're not going.
Jesus, Tom.
Seriously, he throws,
like, the best kikis...
Even Ines goes.
We wouldn't be any fun, anyway.
Whatever.
Updated patient list.
Thanks. I'll start my rounds.
Make them efficient.
Without Gianna, we're understaffed again.
I'm sure Leo will be missing her.
Leo? Are you and Dr. Hartsen...
What? No.
But you like him?
Don't you have rounds to do?
You know that shit will kill you, right?
Ooh. You okay?
Sorry, I just... didn't
realize anyone was out here.
No, I'm just waiting on the corpse.
Oh, you're really a full
service driver, huh?
Well, usually the funeral
home picks them up,
but for people who die without families,
I take care of it.
Make sure they're cremated or whatever.
It's really sweet, actually.
Helping feels good.
Better than doing nothing.
Uh, it's true, right?
Yep. You're...
-Alex.
Right, right.
You know, I swung by your
place the other night.
I thought maybe you'd want to hang,
but you were out.
You did? When?
I don't know. Like, a week and a half ago.
Like...
Like the night Gigi died?
Hmm. I don't know.
That was sad.
You know, at least
someone tried to save her.
What? No.
Someone killed her.
Yeah, but, you know, with
the tourniquet or whatever.
Uh... Will I see you
at Dr. Hartsen's party?
I don't think so.
Um, I gotta get back in, but...
Mm.
Damn.
It was Ines.
-It was Alex.
Wait, what? Who's Alex?
The driver. Why do you think it's Ines?
I don't know. A gut feeling?
She said some weird stuff earlier.
It felt like her and
Dr. Hartsen are like a thing.
What, like, she was jealous of Gigi?
Maybe. Why do you think it was Alex?
He said that he came by the other night
to see if I wanted to hang.
You mean bang?
-Whatever.
I dunno. I just think it's...
I think it was the same
night that Gigi died.
Same gut feeling, I guess.
Well, one of our guts has to be wrong.
Okay, well... Alex had opportunity.
Ines had motive.
I wonder what alibis they gave the police.
Well, maybe we could find out.
Cozy up to them a little.
To the police?
No, to Ines and Alex.
You just want to sleep with them.
No, I don't.
But I do want to know
what happened to Gigi.
We can Nancy-Drew this shit.
You can't just kill a
nurse and get away with it.
Um... Ines isn't exactly the chatty type.
Okay, so get her drunk.
Sure.
"Ines, here's a patient
chart and a beer bong."
You know, both going to
be at Dr. Hartsen's party.
Yeah
Holy shit.
Someone didn't have med school loans.
Okay, let's review one more time.
You're going to talk to Ines about Gigi,
see what you can get.
And you're going to flirt with Alex,
see what you can get. -Right.
And our goal?
Figure out what they were doing that night.
What if it doesn't work?
We slip amphetamines into their drinks
and make them extra chatty.
Yeah, that's not ethical.
Murder isn't ethical.
Ladies! What a surprise!
I'm so glad you decided to join us.
Of course.
-
I knew it, I knew it.
Wow, wow, okay.
You're allowed in, right?
I've decided to join the crew.
Let's get you some drinks.
Come on in, it's gorgeous.
Mm...
What do we want?
A shot.
A shot?
Yeah. That'll work.
-La, la, la.
- Mm.
- Thank you.
Bottoms up. Cheers, ladies!
Mm.
Thank God, I have tomorrow off.
Oh, my God, is that... is that Dr. Hartsen?
So young, damn.
Hot, right?
That's from his residency at
Evansfield Community Hospital.
Hmm... I mean, Brooklyn
too, she was a nurse?
Mm-hm. Yeah, she said she hated it,
which I get.
That woman is prissy.
But, um, tea...
I heard she lost her license.
How?
-Officially?
Professional misconduct.
But I know it's sexual.
Here you go.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hm.
So...
-Mm-hmm.
Tom.
Curious. How long has Ines been head nurse?
Oh, I don't know. Years? Generations?
No, she's been here
longer than anyone else.
Are you guys close?
Well, I try to be, but no.
All I really know about her is that
she doesn't like most people.
Like, anyone,
except Dr. Hartsen.
She's got a cat.
And, um, she does yoga,
which clearly doesn't do much for her.
More shots?
Yoga, huh?
So, Tom mentioned you could
recommend a good yoga studio.
I go to a place downtown,
but I don't think they're
taking new students.
Oh, bummer.
With Gigi gone, I've got
a lot more free time.
So, I thought it'd be a nice release.
And, uh, why do you have more free time?
Well, Gigi was a bit boy-crazy,
so we went out. A lot.
I can see that.
She seemed a little immature.
I mean, with the few days we knew her,
definitely seemed like it.
I bet you hate having nurses
like that at your hospital.
She's not the only type
of nurses that I hate.
Oh. Excuse me, I...
have to use the restroom.
Hey, hot stuff.
Alex, you scared me.
What are you doing here? I
thought you weren't coming.
Changed my mind.
Let me guess, you wanted
to see me, didn't you?
Yes, I did.
So, uh, you having fun, or
you want to get out of here?
Uh, no, no. I'm having a great time.
So, so fun.
Yeah, no, I mean, Dr. Hartsen
always pull us through.
Yeah, um, Gigi would've loved this.
Ugh! No, no, I don't wanna talk about her.
Dead girls won't really do it for me,
if you know what I mean.
She didn't.
But, uh, you know what does do it for me?
Kiss.
-Oh!
Oh, my... I'm so sorry.
Okay. Oh.
Ooh. Oh, okay.
Ooh.
Damn, dude. Oh, oh.
Drew, I... I don't really like blood.
I thought you studied to be a nurse.
Yeah, no,
and I dropped out for a pretty good reason.
I'm gonna pass out.
-Oh, okay.
Here. Keep your finger elevated.
Yeah. -Just deep breaths. It's okay.
It's okay, you're gonna be fine.
Just a little cut.
Please tell me you got something.
It wasn't him.
Wait, did you talk to Ines?
Yeah, but she's not chatty, like I said.
We need a new plan.
-Yeah.
Drew, Jade, I'm so glad you could make it.
Dr. Hartsen wasn't sure you'd be coming.
Well, we've been a bit down.
I can imagine. I'm so sorry.
But, thank you for coming
out to support him.
He works so hard, it just means a lot to us
when the staff comes out to support us.
Us?
Oh, I know it seems like
I would be doing all the party planning
with how busy Leo is at the hospital,
but he insists on being very involved.
It's kind of a joint effort.
Just like our marriage.
You girls get home safe.
Oh, my God. He's fucking married!
To Brooklyn? -Gigi slept with him.
Fuck! -We don't know that for sure.
She heavily implied it.
Well, we do know they
definitely flirted at work.
Brooklyn could have easily seen.
And if they did hook up?
Then she could have found out.
Do you think she knows?
I don't know, she's always
so fucking cheerful.
But if she does, then she has a motive.
We had three murders that
summer at the forensic lab.
Oh, my God, dude, this again?
I know, but all of the
murders were committed
by the cheater's spouse.
Never mind, she would
need medical training.
No, dude, she did have medical training.
Yeah, she was a nurse.
But then Tom said that she lost her license
because of professional misconduct.
This is bad.
Shit.
We need to go talk to Detective Diaz.
Let's go.
So, she was involved in an affair?
Well, we're not sure.
It was new.
-But we think so.
Does his wife know about this?
Brooklyn? Uh... uh, we have no idea.
Why didn't you mention this
during the initial questioning?
It didn't... seem important.
Romance is always important
to a murder investigation.
Right, which is why I need
you to look into Brooklyn.
And also, maybe Ines.
Both had strong alibis.
Which were?
Obviously, I can't disclose that.
Look, okay, we're just
trying to help, okay?
You said you saw someone hop the fence,
but you couldn't give a description?
It was dark.
I've been drinking.
And you failed to mention that
your college thesis focused on amputation?
I didn't fail to mention that.
It never came up.
And now you say, you want to help?
Wait, are... are we suspects?
Everyone is a suspect.
But we had alibis.
-Yeah.
You're each other's alibis.
Okay, but that doesn't make us murderers.
Whoever did this to Gianna
clearly regretted their
actions and tried to save her.
And you two, nurses,
friends of the deceased, it fits.
No, it doesn't.
Most murders are committed
by family members
or significant others.
-What?
We're neither.
-Mm-hm.
Where are you getting this information?
True crime shit?
All right, well, if you
would just solve it,
we wouldn't have to!
-Drew.
Out of my precinct. Now.
That was fun, as always.
Thanks, Ines.
-
- You get home safe, okay?
-I will.
Okay.
-Okay.
Thank you. Oops.
Bye, guys. Have a good night.
Great party, babe.
-Mmm.
Might be our best yet.
-Mm-hmm.
Oh, and people seem to adore
that new yuzu punch recipe.
Oh, those duck eggs were a hit.
-Mm-hmm.
Well, I love trying new things.
And I love that together,
you and I can make anything great.
Is that everyone?
Uh, except for Tom.
Well, Tom, is he drunk
in the backyard again?
Yes.
I'll go kick him out.
Why don't we let him sober up a bit?
While you and I...
Okay.
Oh, I gotta pee.
I gotta pee.
Hello?
Is anyone there?
I know karate... sort of.
I-I know some-some karate.
Oh, it's just you.
Why are you wearing scrubs?
Please... no.
Please...
I am imploding
What are we gonna do?
I don't know.
I was broken
Do you think Detective Diaz will solve it?
Honestly?
No.
I really miss her.
Is it weird?
-No. Not at all.
She was one of us.
We still have a few days at Lexford.
I say we take the time to
do our own investigation.
We can't just forget about her.
We're-we're not scheduled until tomorrow.
So we do our own research here.
I'll research Brooklyn.
And I'll look into Ines.
What about Alex?
I don't think he has it in him.
He can't handle blood, so...
I don't think he killed her.
We should still dig into
everyone, just to be sure.
Maybe they had motives we don't know about.
Where are you going?
I'm going too
I wanna break all
Break all the rules
Where are you going?
I'm going too
I wanna break all
Break all the rules
Brooklyn's a fucking saint.
She never said a bad word about anyone.
She works for half the
charities in Lexington.
And according to her social media,
her friends really like her.
At least she has social media.
Ines is basically a ghost.
Just a Facebook page with no photos.
Classic boomer.
Tom, however, posts everything.
His coffee, his workouts, bad memes...
but so far nothing informative.
Yeah, well, Alex has all the socials.
Except he only has, like, two posts.
So, clearly he's more
a lurker than a poster.
And, Dr. Hartsen's socials
are strictly professional.
Not helpful.
But I did find some
articles about his work.
Anything suggesting
he's a psychotic killer?
No.
Drew, I've-I've been thinking...
what if Gigi wasn't a one-off thing?
What do you mean?
Well, it's like you said,
what if it was a psychotic killer?
And she was just the latest
in a series of murders?
I mean, her death was pretty bizarre.
That kinda thing screams serial killer.
Who else died, though?
Mm, no one, but...
people have disappeared.
Remember what Tom said
about all those nurses?
Right, the ones that just
dipped with no warning.
I bet we could find their
names in the hospital records,
and then try to see if they're...
Dead?
I don't even think we need those records.
We don't?
I mean won't their names
be on the old charts
at the nurses' station?
You're a genius.
I know.
Drew,
Dr. Benitez requested you
assist her with surgery.
Jade, 402 needs a catheter.
Drew...
Code blue 203 now.
Attention medical staff,
code blue in room 203.
Did you find any names?
No, not one. You?
No, I was slammed all day.
Same. Ines would not
leave me the fuck alone.
You don't think Ines was
deliberately interrupting.
Well, there's nothing sus
about opening a file cabinet.
Yeah, but we were both doing it all day.
Fair point.
And she obviously knows
what's in those files,
they're her files.
Plus, if the e-e-e really did...
expose other nurses...
-Smooth.
They definitely wouldn't
want us to know about them.
Same.
Well, maybe we should just
ask Tom what their names were.
He wasn't scheduled today.
Okay, well, he's on tomorrow.
I mean, Tom could probably tell us
anything we wanted to know.
Do you think it's safe, though?
Getting him involved?
I don't know. It's like
Detective Diaz said,
everyone's a suspect.
We can't just sit around and do nothing.
I literally don't know what else to search.
Are we bad at this?
I'm making us drinks.
We could... examine the crime scene,
but I don't know what else
we'd find that the cops didn't.
Dude, this is all we've been
thinking about for days.
We just need to clear our
heads and start fresh tomorrow.
Maybe you're right.
Thanks.
To Gigi.
To Gigi.
I know. That was awful.
Wait, and then you
said... And then you said,
"Give me 44 CC's of tequila, stat!"
Did I actually do that? Hell, that's crazy.
Oh, God.
So... the bartender was so confused.
No, shit.
Oh, God.
- He gave it to you, though.
- Oh, now that I remember.
Oh, you're talking about the tequila.
Oh, my...
I know.
-I don't know. Dude...
That's embarrassing.
-Mm. Mm.
Do you want another one?
Um, actually, no.
I think I'm good.
Yeah, I want to have my...
My wits about me for tomorrow.
I think Gigi would appreciate that.
You're right.
We should get some sleep.
Did you know that
it was her mom's hospice nurse
that made Gigi want to go into medicine?
Fucking cancer.
No wonder she was so dedicated, huh?
She really was the best of us.
Yeah.
That's why we're going to figure this out.
I didn't do that forensic
nursing program for nothing.
I love you,
but you really got to stop with that.
Okay, good night.
Good night.
And you approved his request?
It wasn't really a request.
He emailed from the airport.
We're already short-staffed.
Yes, Ines. As hospital administrator,
I'm fully aware.
Drew, since Tom's out,
I need you to move the body
from 308 to the morgue.
Tom's out?
-Is he sick?
Sabbatical.
And, Jade, Dr. Hartsen wants
your help on his rounds.
Fourth floor.
-Mm-hm.
You're going to have to find
a way to cover his shifts.
Oh. Uh, this is the body from 308.
Uh, no autopsy on that one.
Uh, go ahead and take it
out to the loading dock.
Alex should be here any minute.
Okay.
Ah.
Is this the homeless guy?
Guess so.
Damn, woman. Third one this week.
You really got to get
better at saving lives.
Wow. Okay.
Sorry. Bad joke.
So, uh, where'd you
disappear to the other night?
I went home. I was tired.
Well, if you're ever not tired
and you want some company...
I've got a lot of work to do.
And you need to get him to the crematorium.
See you, Alex.
Did he pick up the body?
-Yep.
It's nice of Alex to handle those cases.
My heart breaks for the unhoused.
That makes two family-less
cadavers this week alone.
Two? I thought it was three.
Nope. Two.
It'd been almost a month before that.
Okay, um...
There you go.
Okay.
Thank you.
Can you update those
records we talked about?
Sure.
What are you doing?
Nothing. Just referencing some old charts
to solve some formatting questions.
What question?
I got it.
There's nothing recent from any of them.
Why didn't anyone report missing?
Honestly, it seems like
no one would have noticed.
There's no recent family photos,
nothing with a significant other.
One of the girls' mom died when she was 18.
Just like Gigi's.
It feels like they were all targeted
because they don't have families.
So, if you can tell that
from their social media,
do you think the killer
could tell from Gigi's?
She posted every year
on the anniversary of her mom's death.
I mean, Tom hasn't posted in three days.
His last post was from Dr. Hartsen's party.
That's weird.
If he was on vacation,
wouldn't he be posting nonstop?
Unless it's not vacation.
So, right now, we have
five suspected victims,
but only one body.
Where are the other bodies going?
Oh my God.
What?
They're getting burned.
How?
Alex, the driver, he does this, like...
this, like, side-business
thing where he takes bodies
that don't have funeral
arrangements to be cremated.
Okay.
And last week, he told me
that he'd taken three bodies.
And then the coroner in the morgue
said there were only two.
Oh, my God.
Tom.
No body, no crime.
But you definitely saw
someone hop the fence.
So, whoever it was was here.
Was it Alex?
No, I don't think so. I mean...
like, he's giving more accomplice,
and, honestly, he may not
even know what he's doing.
But whoever it was
must have attacked her in the house,
heard us come home and then just bolted.
Threw Gigi's body in the crawlspace.
Is that... Dude, is that crazy?
No.
Makes sense.
So, we need to find out who tells Alex
when to get the bodies, and
where does he take them.
We need more information.
Guess I'm going on a date.
Cheers.
-Cheers.
Yes. Ooh.
It's fun.
I'm so happy you hit me up.
Oh, my God, of course.
So, tell me about you.
What's a day in the life of Alex like?
Well, I start every day by waking up.
First, I decide what kind of coffee I want.
Hazelnut, vanilla?
Could do a mocha.
-Ooh.
I don't know, should I
watch a movie or a show?
Because I just don't know
if I'm ready to commit
to a full eight-season TV show,
but a movie just feels like
too much in one sitting.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Tell me your schedule.
Um...
Well, I go a lotta places a lotta times.
Okay. Um, and is it...
Is it Brooklyn that gives
you those assignments
or, um, maybe-maybe Ines?
Kate Denis.
It changes depending on who's there.
I'm flexible, though.
Okay, so, like, this week, for example,
who was it that told you
to pick up that first body?
Look, that's enough work
talk, don't you think?
No. No, I love talking about work.
Work is the only thing I talk about.
Weird.
Just answer the question.
-What question?
Who told you to pick up
that body earlier this week?
Oh. It was...
Dr. Hartsen.
Hey, what's going on?
He lost a patient
during his residency in Evansfield.
Wait, the hospital that
he and Brooklyn worked at?
Yes.
A teenage girl. Really bad car accident.
That's fucking traumatic.
Her name was Kate Denis. And get this.
She came in with a severed perineal artery
and a missing foot.
Just like what the killer did to Gigi.
Just like what Dr. Hartsen did to Gigi.
Also...
Tell me you see it.
-Holy shit.
She looks just like her.
So, wait.
Dr. Hartsen had the murder hots for Gigi.
It's gotta be some kind of
weird ego failure response.
Like, he was trying to
change what happened to Kate.
Okay, so,
he hurt her, and then tried to save her.
Dude, that's fucking psychotic.
Yeah. Well, serial killers
aren't exactly sane.
Okay. So what do we do?
None of these people are officially missing
and the rest of the
evidence is circumstantial.
So?
So it won't hold up in court.
Without any hard evidence
or a recorded confession,
there's not much I can do.
Okay, then bring him in for questioning.
Get a confession.
-Listen,
the Hartsens are one of
the most important families
in Lexington and one of the
precinct's largest donors.
I'm not about to bring them in here
based off the word of two party girls
who have less investigative experience
than the average podcast host.
If you guys come in here again,
do me a favor and bring
something more than gossip.
Yeah.
Okay, I'll let her know.
Thanks.
What did Jerry have to say?
Our three weeks are up
and Alevarne has new assignments for us.
I'm on a plane to Sacramento,
you're headed to Poughkeepsie.
The details will be in our emails soon.
So I guess that's just it, huh?
I guess so.
God, this is so unfair.
I don't know what else we can do.
Or maybe we could get him to confess.
Or just kill him.
-Drew...
Kidding.
A confession can be good, though.
Right, I bet we can get him to talk.
Unless he tries to kill us first.
Well, then we can definitely
kill him for self-defense.
Well, it's not self-defense
if it's premeditated.
Right. Right.
So we won't kill him.
We definitely won't kill him.
I mean, I don't even want to kill him.
If we're gonna do this...
we have to do it tonight after work.
Guessing you have a plan?
Part of one...
but we'll need a few things first.
Thanks.
Fuck, dude, that was stressful.
Can we help you?
Hey, you guys left without saying goodbye.
Oh.
-It's how everybody leaves.
Are you okay, Ines?
Mm-hmm.
Safe to say we got off on the wrong foot.
In fairness,
you both didn't make a
very good first impression.
Sorry about that.
But you worked really
hard when you were here,
so thank you.
You really are good nurses.
Well, thank you for everything
these last three weeks.
Take care.
-Bye.
This plan is gonna work.
I've thought of everything.
We'll get that confession.
We have to stop him.
We will.
Just, hopefully, not go
to prison in the process.
I don't think he's home.
Front door.
Fucking Kentucky.
Oh, this place is so huge.
Okay. Maybe he's upstairs or something.
His car's not here.
Okay. What's the plan?
What are we looking for?
Let's find his office.
I'll go this way.
-Yeah.
I know. I'm sorry.
Drew.
Are we going down there?
I think we have to.
Why is there so much death in this house?
Front door.
Seriously?
Sorry.
This is some kind of workstation.
Oh, my God.
What is all of this? Oh, shit.
Oh, my God, Tom.
Who's that?
Shit.
Oh, my God, someone's home. Jade, come on.
Come on, Jade.
Hey.
I am home. I'm downstairs.
I thought I heard the bell.
Um...
Yeah. Shit. I don't know.
False alarm, I guess.
I'm exhausted.
You coming home?
All right.
I'll see you in a while, I guess, then...
Administering the reverser.
We're recording.
What is this?
Untie me now.
Not until you tell us
what happened to Gigi.
Good luck talking your way out of this one.
Please.
I didn't do anything wrong.
You fucking murdered her.
I know how you feel.
I am... just as upset
as you are about this.
He's not talking. All right,
we just need to go to the cops
and just give them Gigi's phone.
-No.
What do you mean no?
-No.
I want to hear him say it.
You can't deny this.
It's fucking Gigi's.
Turn this fucking thing off.
-No.
Turn this-turn this fucking camera off.
Not until you tell us the truth.
She shouldn't be dead.
Yeah, no shit.
Tell us what you did.
You're making a mistake.
Hi.
-Hi.
Come on in.
Here you go.
-Thank you.
I'm kind of surprised you
wanted to meet up tonight.
I thought you were doing research.
Well, I was and I am.
I thought maybe you and I
could discuss your thesis.
Oh.
That's not why I went there.
You understand? I didn't want to hurt her.
I just wanted to talk.
Leo, I'm home.
Brooklyn, I'm down here.
-Shut...
Come downstairs!
We have to go.
-No, no, not yet.
No, not yet. -Jade, trust me.
Okay? Come on.
Hurry up.
What are you doing here?
- Leo, oh, my God.
- No, no, no.
We think he killed Gigi.
-What?
And it's at least five other nurses.
Oh, my God.
He's also cheating on you, okay?
Leo, is it true?
Is it true?
You fucking bastard.
I knew Gigi was going to be a
problem the second I saw her.
When our Nurse Camila up
and disappeared last month,
our situation became rather desperate.
Disappeared?
Yeah, she, uh, she eloped
with her musician boyfriend.
Stop!
Stop! Please, stop it!
Jade, Jade, come on.
They have Gigi's phone.
Tie them up.
Hello, Drew.
Careful. Careful.
-
You don't want to hurt yourself.
Brooklyn, if you could just
tighten their restraints.
No, no.
Stop, please.
-Please, please.
I need silence in my operating room.
Just tell me why!
We were so close with Gigi.
I'm confident
this will work now.
I'm sorry.
What the hell!
Hmm.
Norepinephrine.
We're perfecting a procedure.
We are on the verge of
a medical breakthrough.
Kate's my reason.
Your first loss stays with you.
Leo.
Leo.
You ready?
Drew?
Hey...
you can do this.
We'll start with severing
the perineal artery,
continuing with the full
amputation of the foot,
replicating Kate's injury.
Hey, hey, I know, I know, I know.
I need you to stay calm, all right?
Your heart rate is everything right now.
Every moment counts.
Saw.
Tourniquet, Brooklyn.
Tourn...
What are you doing?
-Stay back.
I said stay back.
Fuck off.
You're not gonna kill me.
You took a pledge.
No.
You're not gonna kill me...
or anyone else ever again.
Drew. Drew.
Drew. Drew. Wake up, Drew.
Yes.
911, what's your emergency?
My friend is bleeding
out at the Hartsen House.
Dr. Hartsen tried to kill her.
I need an ambulance now.
Stay calm, ma'am.
Paramedics are on their way.
Drew, stay with me.
Stay with me, Drew.
Please.
I don't know what to do.
I don't know, Drew.
I don't know what to do. I'm not a surgeon.
This procedure's never been done before.
Drew, your artery.
You love a plan.
Yeah. Yeah, I need a plan.
You don't.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Let's see.
Norepinephrine.
Norepinephrine.
Okay.
Okay.
Yeah.
Stay with me, Drew.
Stay with me, Drew, okay? Please.
Don't you think you should
be getting some rest?
Yeah. Thank you, Ines. I'm okay.
When was the last time you slept?
I'm fine. Really.
Yeah, she's fine.
Oh, my God, Drew. You're awake.
Holy shit, you're awake. Oh.
I'll go get a doctor.
Sorry.
Oh, my God.
Hi.
-Hey.
How long was I out for?
Three days.
This doesn't look like
jail, so that's a good sign.
Dr. Hartsen is dead...
and Brooklyn is in prison,
waiting for trial, no bail.
Good. Motherfuckers.
Wait. And Tom?
They haven't found his body yet.
B-but the phones.
-Yeah.
One of them was his.
They...
are releasing Gigi's body to us...
so we can have a funeral.
Drew, so good to see you awake.
How are you feeling?
Yeah, I've-I've been better,
but um, I'm-I'm alive, so...
Thanks to the very quick
thinking on Jade's part.
I just took the theory
behind what Dr. Hartsen was trying to do
and improved it.
She repaired your artery before
the blood loss could kill you,
while also administering norepinephrine
to prevent cardiogenic shock.
Very impressive.
Also, I stabbed the bastard
before he was able to finish
cutting your foot off.
Yes, she did indeed stab the bastard.
You're unbelievable.
Thank you, Dr. Benitez.
And, Ines, thank you, too.
By the way, you have a visitor.
What did you do to that poor guy?
Thank you.
I think I'm gonna find a
hospital to settle down at...
take work a little more seriously.
I think you could find a
spot with two openings?
For two killer nurses like us?
Absolutely.
Thank you.
I didn't know if it was gonna work,
but I had to try.
I just used my years of experience
and my training as a
forensic nurse, of course.
Alongside his sadistic research.
And she saved my life.
Just wish we could have
saved Gigi and Tom's.
Well, very impressive, both of you.
How does it feel to be
the first person ever
to complete this seemingly
impossible procedure?
I wasn't trying to advance anything.
I just... wanted to save my best friend.
Oh, when I get this feeling
It's like a fever in the night
Can't keep my heart
away from a good time
Baby, oh, why
It's in my blood
Can't get enough
He won't stop calling my phone
Soon he'll know I ain't
coming home to him
Get lucky that's what he wants
When he pushed it once now we're done
It's vicious love
It's vicious love
Oh, when I get this feeling
It's like a fever in the night
Can't keep my heart
away from a good time
Baby, oh, why?
It's in my blood
Oh, it's calling my name
That vicious for love
That vicious that vicious for love
It's calling it's calling my name
That vicious that vicious for love
Yeah, it's the, yeah it's in my blood
It's callin' it's callin' my name
That vicious that vicious for love
Camila?
Hello?
-Shit.
Sorry, Ines. I didn't hear you.
I'm clocking out.
Good night.
-Good night.
Second floor, East Wing. This is Camila.
Okay.
I'll be right up.
When did they reopen the fifth floor?
Let's go, shall we?
Oh.
Wow, it's humid.
Yeah, well, at least
there are good bars here.
According to a list I saw online.
- Time to hydrate, ladies.
- Oh, thanks, Mom.
Thanks. -She does this all the time.
You'll get used to it.
Ah, I'm excited!
I mean, I'm nervous, but I'm excited.
I just want to do a good job.
Tell me it's your first
day without telling me
it's your first day.
-
Ah, so how long have you
two been traveling nurses?
Mm, this is our fifth or sixth place.
Oh, we probably shouldn't count Cancun.
Well, I don't want to sound
like a dork or anything,
but I'm-I'm really glad
they paired me with you two.
Honestly, same.
We've been paired with some real whackos,
so, yes, thankful for you.
Gigi, don't worry.
You're going to do great.
Yeah, didn't you, uh,
graduate first in your class?
Oh, no, I tied for first.
Uh, Alevarne does not deserve you.
Well, they seem like a decent company.
So innocent.
So full of hope.
So sober.
Drew.
-What?
Traveling is basically being on vacation.
That doesn't make the public
consumption of alcohol legal...
Especially if you're not sharing.
I like her.
-
From Alevarne Healthcare, right?
Mm-hmm.
-
Hey, I'm your driver, Alex.
I'm Jade. This is Gigi, and that's...
Drew. Nice to meet you.
Hi, Drew. I'm your driver.
I know.
So, um, you want a ride?
I'd love one.
-Obviously.
You know, I, uh, studied
to be a nurse myself,
Mm.
-...but, uh, I don't know,
I just like driving more.
Better hours, better tunes,
and no butt stuff.
Oh.
Da da
Yeah, yeah
Confidence on a hundred
Living life like I want it
I'mma stay and enjoy it Yeah, yeah
Better call up the bookies
Place your bets On the Noonie
I'll be out fucking Tuesday
Mmm, I'm so lucky
All right, guys. Welcome
to Lexington, Kentucky.
This place is super cute.
Yeah, it looks great.
-
Are the Airbnbs always like this?
Ew.
-No.
Actually, the hospital owns this place.
They love hosting professors, researchers,
other smart medicine people.
-Hmm.
I didn't realize Lexford
Medical was so research-focused.
Your bag, Drew.
Oh, my God, thank you.
Okay.
Well, hey, uh, if you're
not too busy later,
maybe you'd want to take me for a ride?
Oh, no, don't worry.
Your rental car's gonna
get dropped off soon.
But, um...
If you ever want to hook up, let me know.
Mmm, I'm so lucky
Okay.
Head up in the air I'm feelin' lonely
See you.
I'm the part of God So lucky me
Lucky you
I'm the truth Cheers to me
Oh, this actually isn't too bad.
Huh.
Again?
That's all the usual stuff.
Badges, employee handbooks, hospital maps.
And, of course, our assignment schedules.
Orientation at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow.
Oh, which means we can
party until at least 2:00.
Oh, work hard, play hard,
I'm here for it!
Oh, but it is our first night.
Maybe we should...
-Oh, Gigi,
I'm gonna stop you right there.
Jade and I are a little more
play hard than work hard.
Don't get us wrong, we love what we do.
I care about the patients.
Yeah, I just don't give
a shit about Alevarne.
'Cause they don't give a shit about us.
Oh, but...
Look, the good thing
about traveling like this
is we don't get assigned the tough cases.
Tomorrow's just gonna
be lame hospital tour,
lunch, fluff-a-pillow, change some sheets.
Oh, really?
-Mm-hmm.
Come on, let's go out.
-Yeah.
Whoo!
-Whoo!
Oh!
Three tequila sodas, please.
And three tequila shots, please.
Wait, what's the difference?
Don't ask stupid questions.
Oh, okay.
This place is lit.
Oh! Oh, that's cool.
Thank you, bartender.
-
Oh, all right.
To getting lit in Lexington!
Ice, ice.
Ah! So, Gigi...
-Thank you.
What made you wanna
become a traveling nurse?
Sure as hell isn't for everyone.
Um, well, I really like to travel,
and, uh, the pay is really good.
Okay, but, like, the truth?
Oh, um, no, I don't have anything
keeping me in one place, really.
Um, my mom died a few years ago.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Cancer.
Yeah, after that, I just
knew I wanted to help people.
I love that. Hm-hm.
Well, hey, to your mom.
To your mom.
Cheers!
-Cheers!
What's your name?
Same!
It's just really fulfilling
to provide medical care to
these understaffed hospitals.
It really... it really is
what I was born to do.
Is this seat taken?
- No.
- Great.
How are you?
-I'm good.
Wait, what's happening?
Oh, my God, somebody help.
- Someone call 911.
- Give her some room.
- Give her some room.
- Excuse me.
- I got her.
- You got her?
Hold on.
Hi, yes, a woman's collapsed.
We need an ambulance.
We're at the Bronze Lady Bar, now.
Weak pulse, shortness of breath.
Okay. Megan Miller.
She has a glucometer.
She could be slipping into a diabetic coma.
She needs insulin, three units.
I'm on it.
Hey. Hey.
Hey. You're going to be okay.
Hey, the paramedics are on their way, okay?
Here you go. Come on.
- Look, I'm going to go with her.
- No, no, the EMTs can handle it.
No, she doesn't have anybody.
Look, I'm going.
We'll all go.
Right, Drew?
Fine, yeah.
What's taking so long?
They're understaffed, remember?
Right.
Damn.
Ladies, I'm Dr. Hartsen.
Megan's going to be just fine.
Oh!
-Okay, great.
Yeah, we'll keep her
overnight for observation,
but you can take your friend
home with you tomorrow.
Oh, uh, we actually don't know her.
Yeah, we were just at the
bar when she collapsed.
Oh. -Did the EMTs tell you that...
That you already administered insulin?
They did. Impressive.
Oh!
We're from Alevarne Healthcare.
I thought you looked familiar.
Well, this is terrific news.
You're joining my team.
I'm Gigi.
I have read, like, all
of your published work.
Really?
-Mm-hmm.
Wow.
And I'm Drew.
-Hi.
Jade.
-Okay.
So nice to meet you all.
Yeah.
-Um...
I'm sorry. You just...
You remind me of someone.
Oh.
Anyway, I hear that you're
something of a prodigy.
Oh, no. I-I wouldn't say that.
Well, your thesis on arterial grafting
featured in The Modern Medical Review.
I do my research, too.
And she's super talented and modest.
And single.
Mm.
Well, I'm just... I'm so relieved
that you girls are joining us.
We've been short-staffed
here for a while now.
And then when our nurse Camila
up and disappeared last month,
our situation became rather desperate.
Disappeared?
-Yeah.
She eloped with her musician boyfriend.
Huh.
-Well, I'm sure
you'll get all caught up on
the hospital gossip tomorrow.
So, so nice to meet you.
Thank you for being here.
You, too.
Well, looks like he already
has a little favorite, huh?
Look at you go.
I see you. -I didn't do anything.
I know.
I can't wait to take these shoes off.
Yeah, that was too... I'm not even drunk.
My, God.
Maybe we can make you do that.
Oh, my gosh.
Anyone for a nightcap?
Oh. I'm going to bed. Tonight was rough.
Rough, but exciting.
I mean, when I took my pledge...
-Oh, my God, no.
Please. Way too late for speeches.
Okay, well, I'm just
saying, we did save a life.
Oh, which calls for a celebratory drink.
Not going to happen, Drew.
Come on.
Wait, wait. Shut up.
Excuse me?
Shh. Shh.
-
Do you hear that?
Holy shit.
Someone's out there.
It's a coyote.
Oh, it sounded bigger than that.
It's probably just, like,
digging around or something.
Are you sure you didn't see someone?
Yeah.
I'm sure.
We should drink about this.
Ah, I need to go to bed.
No.
-Me too.
Wait... Good night.
Fine.
Who's our orientation with?
Brooklyn, hospital administrator.
Oh, that's going to be a wasted morning.
Why can't they just pair us
with that grumpy head nurse?
-
Because the grumpy head
nurse is far too busy
to show you where we keep the catheters.
Hi. It's Ines, isn't it?
I'm Jade. We met briefly the other night.
I remember.
The drunk girls from the waiting room.
I am just getting off of a very long shift,
but Brooklyn has your assignments.
If you don't think that's
a waste of your morning.
Thanks.
We'll check in with her right away.
Thank you.
Great. She hates us.
-Yep.
Ines hates everyone except Dr. Hartsen.
Also, hi. I'm Tom.
-
Anything you want to know
about this place, just ask.
I've literally been here forever.
I'm Jade. This is Drew and Gigi.
Hi. Hi. Hi.
- How long have you worked here?
- Three months.
Oh.
-What?
That's basically forever when
you have commitment issues?
Literally the same.
We need to talk about that.
Also, heads up, Ines
counts the pudding cups.
Damn it. No.
-Is that bad?
See you girls out there.
Oh.
-I just want pudding.
Just give me a pudding
and I'll be fine. Okay?
Good morning, ladies.
So, before I send you off
to handle your very important tasks,
I just wanted to extend an official welcome
to Lexford Medical.
-Thanks.
I don't want you to think of me
as the hospital administrator,
but instead as Brooklyn, your friend.
Now, let's get you to your station
so this beautiful new day can get underway!
Da, dada, dada, da
We got no one To play
I wanna take you on a round
And slip inside Kind of
Let's go with the flow
We're gonna
Going down with the
We go hit 'em with it
Oo, ooh, oo, ooh
Okay.
Gigi.
Hi.
Why on earth are you
prepping a sponge bath?
We have orderlies for that.
This was my assignment from Ines.
I'm-I'm happy to do
whatever helps the hospital.
Well, I appreciate that, but
this is beneath your skills.
Tell you what, I'll talk to Ines
about maybe reassigning you.
Thank you, Dr. Hartsen.
Of course.
Oh.
Someone's getting along
with our chief of medicine.
It seems like he's a good mentor.
Plus, he throws killer parties.
Just wait until the next one.
So good.
Dr. Hartsen parties?
Yes, girl. We all do.
Dr. Hartsen said he would handle it.
Hey, I'm not complaining.
It's part of the job.
You weren't scrubbing bedpans.
Morning, Ines.
Yeah.
New assignments this morning.
Drew and Jade,
you're both in the ER with Dr. Benitez.
Gigi, you're working alongside
Dr. Hartsen at inpatient.
He's on four.
Thank you.
At least you guys get to work together.
Mm-hmm.
Have fun with Dr. Handsome.
Oh, no.
Oh.
Let's get him in room two.
Good morning, Gigi.
Good morning, Dr. Hartsen.
Freshly brewed.
Oh, thank you.
Shall we?
-Yeah.
How was your first day yesterday?
It was good.
What'd you get up to?
Sponge bath.
- Remember?
- Of course.
We're losing him. Get the crash cart.
Is that more comfortable?
Okay.
Charge.
Set.
-Clear.
Shock.
-
- Again.
-Shock.
Okay. Deep breath in.
And out.
Good.
No signs of infection,
so the tetracycline seems to be working.
Fantastic.
All right.
Feeling okay?
Sure.
He's waking up.
Get an anesthesiologist in here now.
How's the pain when I press here?
Yeah. Okay.
Appendicitis or kidney stones?
Good question.
Why don't we schedule a... -A
urinalysis and a blood test?
Perfect.
Okay, let's get him into recovery.
Gunshot victim. Jade, Drew, with me.
You think she'll wake up from the coma?
I'm optimistic.
Me too.
Hope for the best, but
prepare for the worst.
Always a good life philosophy.
Oh!
What?
-Nothing.
It's just most of the doctors
I've met are so jaded,
they've completely lost their passion.
It's obvious you really care.
Well, it's the passion that keeps me going.
I feel the same way.
You girls doing anything tonight?
- Oh, um, I...
- Dr. Hartsen?
Mm-hm.
You're wanted on three.
Of course.
I'll be right there. Excuse me.
Hey, Ines. How's your day?
Busy.
Hmm.
Thank God, we're off tomorrow.
Dude, where is she?
We clocked out, like, 30 minutes ago.
Coming. Sorry.
Oh, so it's not what
she was doing, it's who.
Sorry, I just got caught
up talking to Dr. Hartsen.
Talking?
Oh, oh, that is so not fair.
Hey...
-
just be careful, okay?
We don't know the social dynamics here yet.
Oh, yeah, f-for sure. It's all good.
Yeah, can we go?
Okay.
My ears.
-No...
Cheers!
-Cheers!
Right, I'm gonna do a loop.
What are you smiling about over there?
Oh, nothing.
Oh, my God, are you texting him already?
No. It's-it's nothing.
It's just, he's really nice.
Are you going over there tonight?
Uh, no, no. He's, uh, doing research.
Research.
Um, you know, I'm getting
really tired, though,
so I think I'm just gonna
head back to the house.
Hey, take the car. We'll catch a cab.
Oh, are you sure?
-Mm-hmm.
Okay. Well, have fun!
You too.
Thank you.
Oh, my God...
Of course, leave it to me, huh?
Leave it to me.
Oh, my God.
Hey, she's not with Dr. Handsome, huh?
Oh, yeah. -Oh, shit, let's go find out.
No.
-
It's not...
What? No.
No. No, don't.
Gigi, we're home.
Oh, my God.
Okay, I'm gonna make us some drinks.
Okay.
Hmm.
Gigi?
Gigi?
She's not in her room.
Dude, she's totally fucking him.
Okay.
That's not a coyote.
Maybe it's just Gigi.
Gigi?
Hello?
Why would she be out here?
Gigi, you out here?
- Hey, did you hear that?
- Yeah.
Wait. What is that?
Holy shit.
Maybe don't go towards the creepy noise.
I didn't see anything.
I could have swore, I heard someone.
Oh, my God.
Okay.
Oh, my God!
Gi! Gi! Fuck! Shit!
- No!
- Okay, hold on.
- It's okay, it's okay!
- She's not fucking breathing!
- Call the ambulance!
- No, I know!
Shit! -Drew, she's not breathing.
I know!
-
Yes, we need an ambulance right now.
Yeah.
-
Did you hear the cops say
it was too precise to be accidental?
Dude, who the fuck would do this?
The tourniquet, the... amputation.
Had to be someone with training.
You think someone from
Lexford Medical did this?
I mean...
Who else knew she was here?
We're asking all of you
to please fully cooperate with the police.
This is Detective Diaz.
AHe will be leading the investigation.
We've already determined
that the serial number
on the surgical instrument
found at the scene
matched the hospital's inventory.
Unfortunately, no fingerprints were found.
So, every employee at Lexford Medical
will be questioned.
Wow. Because we all have time for that.
I'll be working with your supervisors
to ensure the investigation
doesn't interfere
with any of your assignments.
Meeting dismissed.
Drew, Jade, a word.
Um...
I am so sorry for your loss.
I was just getting to know
Gigi, but it was so clear to me
that she had a really
bright future ahead of her.
I'm still trying to wrap
my head around this.
In any case...
I just wanted you to know
how truly sorry I am.
Thanks.
I mean, we were just
getting to know her, too.
We just want to know what happened.
We all do.
What about the instrument
they said they found?
What is it?
Not sure. News to me.
Dr. Hartsen?
-Hmm.
Detective Diaz would like
to speak with you first.
Absolutely. Just a second. Thanks.
Listen, if you learn anything,
if you need anything,
I'm here. Okay?
Thanks.
Drew, Jade, schedule update.
You're both working today.
No, but we...
-Understood, Ines.
We'll change and get to our stations.
Uh, why did you agree to that?
We'll be working with the murderer.
Well, we have to wait here for
our police interview anyways.
Plus, I really don't want
to go back to that house.
Let's just get through the day.
We can fly out early tomorrow.
Sorry. You'll remain in Lexington.
We've already packed.
Dude, I'm not fucking staying here.
Look, we signed a contract
with Lexford Medical,
and you signed a contract with us.
No, bullshit. -You've
got to be kidding me.
- Someone died.
- Well, yeah.
That happens in healthcare all the time.
What, murder happens all the time?
Look, unless you'd like to quit your jobs,
for severance or unemployment,
you're staying in Lexington.
What about Gigi? What
are you doing for her?
Gigi? Oh, Gianna.
Yes, well, the police are handling it.
Not much more we can do there.
Fuck him.
I hate Alevarne.
Dude, this is fucked.
Jesus fucking Christ, Jade!
Okay.
Okay.
This is going to be a long couple of weeks.
Almost two fucking weeks.
How do they still not know who did it?
Well, when I worked as a forensic nurse...
Oh, my God, you did one summer program.
Murders are almost impossible
to solve without DNA.
Talking about Gigi?
How crazy
that they haven't found a
lead in a week and a half.
It's honestly fucked.
I'm literally depressed.
Stuff like this that forces you
to face your own mortality, you know?
Oh, it's sad.
Mm-hmm, right.
It's just, I've never
lost a co-worker before.
I mean, sure, oodles of nurses
have quit without notice,
but that's obvi different than dying.
Like... disappeared?
Well, Camila eloped.
Jenny's off in the grid in
like, like a Florida swamp.
Nancy betrayed us for that
teaching gig in Africa,
and Liz moved into a van to follow Phish.
Wait, I thought you said
you'd only worked here
for three months?
Um, yeah, exactly.
You don't find any of that a little sus?
I've literally never known nurses
to just quit their jobs like that.
Well, you haven't known
nurses at Lexford Medical.
I swear, this place loves hiring a hippie.
What? I get headaches?
How are you two holding up, huh?
Good.
Well, listen, I just, uh,
wanted to let you know
how appreciative we are
that you're still with us.
Not like we had a choice.
And, obviously, the timing isn't great,
but, um, I'm hosting a little
gathering at my place tonight
to celebrate my latest publishing.
Party? Now?
I know. But who knows, maybe
it'll help boost morale.
Though, I understand if you
don't feel up to it, I...
barely feel up to it myself.
Yeah, we're gonna pass.
But thank you so much for the invite.
Of course.
I can't believe you're not going.
Jesus, Tom.
Seriously, he throws,
like, the best kikis...
Even Ines goes.
We wouldn't be any fun, anyway.
Whatever.
Updated patient list.
Thanks. I'll start my rounds.
Make them efficient.
Without Gianna, we're understaffed again.
I'm sure Leo will be missing her.
Leo? Are you and Dr. Hartsen...
What? No.
But you like him?
Don't you have rounds to do?
You know that shit will kill you, right?
Ooh. You okay?
Sorry, I just... didn't
realize anyone was out here.
No, I'm just waiting on the corpse.
Oh, you're really a full
service driver, huh?
Well, usually the funeral
home picks them up,
but for people who die without families,
I take care of it.
Make sure they're cremated or whatever.
It's really sweet, actually.
Helping feels good.
Better than doing nothing.
Uh, it's true, right?
Yep. You're...
-Alex.
Right, right.
You know, I swung by your
place the other night.
I thought maybe you'd want to hang,
but you were out.
You did? When?
I don't know. Like, a week and a half ago.
Like...
Like the night Gigi died?
Hmm. I don't know.
That was sad.
You know, at least
someone tried to save her.
What? No.
Someone killed her.
Yeah, but, you know, with
the tourniquet or whatever.
Uh... Will I see you
at Dr. Hartsen's party?
I don't think so.
Um, I gotta get back in, but...
Mm.
Damn.
It was Ines.
-It was Alex.
Wait, what? Who's Alex?
The driver. Why do you think it's Ines?
I don't know. A gut feeling?
She said some weird stuff earlier.
It felt like her and
Dr. Hartsen are like a thing.
What, like, she was jealous of Gigi?
Maybe. Why do you think it was Alex?
He said that he came by the other night
to see if I wanted to hang.
You mean bang?
-Whatever.
I dunno. I just think it's...
I think it was the same
night that Gigi died.
Same gut feeling, I guess.
Well, one of our guts has to be wrong.
Okay, well... Alex had opportunity.
Ines had motive.
I wonder what alibis they gave the police.
Well, maybe we could find out.
Cozy up to them a little.
To the police?
No, to Ines and Alex.
You just want to sleep with them.
No, I don't.
But I do want to know
what happened to Gigi.
We can Nancy-Drew this shit.
You can't just kill a
nurse and get away with it.
Um... Ines isn't exactly the chatty type.
Okay, so get her drunk.
Sure.
"Ines, here's a patient
chart and a beer bong."
You know, both going to
be at Dr. Hartsen's party.
Yeah
Holy shit.
Someone didn't have med school loans.
Okay, let's review one more time.
You're going to talk to Ines about Gigi,
see what you can get.
And you're going to flirt with Alex,
see what you can get. -Right.
And our goal?
Figure out what they were doing that night.
What if it doesn't work?
We slip amphetamines into their drinks
and make them extra chatty.
Yeah, that's not ethical.
Murder isn't ethical.
Ladies! What a surprise!
I'm so glad you decided to join us.
Of course.
-
I knew it, I knew it.
Wow, wow, okay.
You're allowed in, right?
I've decided to join the crew.
Let's get you some drinks.
Come on in, it's gorgeous.
Mm...
What do we want?
A shot.
A shot?
Yeah. That'll work.
-La, la, la.
- Mm.
- Thank you.
Bottoms up. Cheers, ladies!
Mm.
Thank God, I have tomorrow off.
Oh, my God, is that... is that Dr. Hartsen?
So young, damn.
Hot, right?
That's from his residency at
Evansfield Community Hospital.
Hmm... I mean, Brooklyn
too, she was a nurse?
Mm-hm. Yeah, she said she hated it,
which I get.
That woman is prissy.
But, um, tea...
I heard she lost her license.
How?
-Officially?
Professional misconduct.
But I know it's sexual.
Here you go.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hm.
So...
-Mm-hmm.
Tom.
Curious. How long has Ines been head nurse?
Oh, I don't know. Years? Generations?
No, she's been here
longer than anyone else.
Are you guys close?
Well, I try to be, but no.
All I really know about her is that
she doesn't like most people.
Like, anyone,
except Dr. Hartsen.
She's got a cat.
And, um, she does yoga,
which clearly doesn't do much for her.
More shots?
Yoga, huh?
So, Tom mentioned you could
recommend a good yoga studio.
I go to a place downtown,
but I don't think they're
taking new students.
Oh, bummer.
With Gigi gone, I've got
a lot more free time.
So, I thought it'd be a nice release.
And, uh, why do you have more free time?
Well, Gigi was a bit boy-crazy,
so we went out. A lot.
I can see that.
She seemed a little immature.
I mean, with the few days we knew her,
definitely seemed like it.
I bet you hate having nurses
like that at your hospital.
She's not the only type
of nurses that I hate.
Oh. Excuse me, I...
have to use the restroom.
Hey, hot stuff.
Alex, you scared me.
What are you doing here? I
thought you weren't coming.
Changed my mind.
Let me guess, you wanted
to see me, didn't you?
Yes, I did.
So, uh, you having fun, or
you want to get out of here?
Uh, no, no. I'm having a great time.
So, so fun.
Yeah, no, I mean, Dr. Hartsen
always pull us through.
Yeah, um, Gigi would've loved this.
Ugh! No, no, I don't wanna talk about her.
Dead girls won't really do it for me,
if you know what I mean.
She didn't.
But, uh, you know what does do it for me?
Kiss.
-Oh!
Oh, my... I'm so sorry.
Okay. Oh.
Ooh. Oh, okay.
Ooh.
Damn, dude. Oh, oh.
Drew, I... I don't really like blood.
I thought you studied to be a nurse.
Yeah, no,
and I dropped out for a pretty good reason.
I'm gonna pass out.
-Oh, okay.
Here. Keep your finger elevated.
Yeah. -Just deep breaths. It's okay.
It's okay, you're gonna be fine.
Just a little cut.
Please tell me you got something.
It wasn't him.
Wait, did you talk to Ines?
Yeah, but she's not chatty, like I said.
We need a new plan.
-Yeah.
Drew, Jade, I'm so glad you could make it.
Dr. Hartsen wasn't sure you'd be coming.
Well, we've been a bit down.
I can imagine. I'm so sorry.
But, thank you for coming
out to support him.
He works so hard, it just means a lot to us
when the staff comes out to support us.
Us?
Oh, I know it seems like
I would be doing all the party planning
with how busy Leo is at the hospital,
but he insists on being very involved.
It's kind of a joint effort.
Just like our marriage.
You girls get home safe.
Oh, my God. He's fucking married!
To Brooklyn? -Gigi slept with him.
Fuck! -We don't know that for sure.
She heavily implied it.
Well, we do know they
definitely flirted at work.
Brooklyn could have easily seen.
And if they did hook up?
Then she could have found out.
Do you think she knows?
I don't know, she's always
so fucking cheerful.
But if she does, then she has a motive.
We had three murders that
summer at the forensic lab.
Oh, my God, dude, this again?
I know, but all of the
murders were committed
by the cheater's spouse.
Never mind, she would
need medical training.
No, dude, she did have medical training.
Yeah, she was a nurse.
But then Tom said that she lost her license
because of professional misconduct.
This is bad.
Shit.
We need to go talk to Detective Diaz.
Let's go.
So, she was involved in an affair?
Well, we're not sure.
It was new.
-But we think so.
Does his wife know about this?
Brooklyn? Uh... uh, we have no idea.
Why didn't you mention this
during the initial questioning?
It didn't... seem important.
Romance is always important
to a murder investigation.
Right, which is why I need
you to look into Brooklyn.
And also, maybe Ines.
Both had strong alibis.
Which were?
Obviously, I can't disclose that.
Look, okay, we're just
trying to help, okay?
You said you saw someone hop the fence,
but you couldn't give a description?
It was dark.
I've been drinking.
And you failed to mention that
your college thesis focused on amputation?
I didn't fail to mention that.
It never came up.
And now you say, you want to help?
Wait, are... are we suspects?
Everyone is a suspect.
But we had alibis.
-Yeah.
You're each other's alibis.
Okay, but that doesn't make us murderers.
Whoever did this to Gianna
clearly regretted their
actions and tried to save her.
And you two, nurses,
friends of the deceased, it fits.
No, it doesn't.
Most murders are committed
by family members
or significant others.
-What?
We're neither.
-Mm-hm.
Where are you getting this information?
True crime shit?
All right, well, if you
would just solve it,
we wouldn't have to!
-Drew.
Out of my precinct. Now.
That was fun, as always.
Thanks, Ines.
-
- You get home safe, okay?
-I will.
Okay.
-Okay.
Thank you. Oops.
Bye, guys. Have a good night.
Great party, babe.
-Mmm.
Might be our best yet.
-Mm-hmm.
Oh, and people seem to adore
that new yuzu punch recipe.
Oh, those duck eggs were a hit.
-Mm-hmm.
Well, I love trying new things.
And I love that together,
you and I can make anything great.
Is that everyone?
Uh, except for Tom.
Well, Tom, is he drunk
in the backyard again?
Yes.
I'll go kick him out.
Why don't we let him sober up a bit?
While you and I...
Okay.
Oh, I gotta pee.
I gotta pee.
Hello?
Is anyone there?
I know karate... sort of.
I-I know some-some karate.
Oh, it's just you.
Why are you wearing scrubs?
Please... no.
Please...
I am imploding
What are we gonna do?
I don't know.
I was broken
Do you think Detective Diaz will solve it?
Honestly?
No.
I really miss her.
Is it weird?
-No. Not at all.
She was one of us.
We still have a few days at Lexford.
I say we take the time to
do our own investigation.
We can't just forget about her.
We're-we're not scheduled until tomorrow.
So we do our own research here.
I'll research Brooklyn.
And I'll look into Ines.
What about Alex?
I don't think he has it in him.
He can't handle blood, so...
I don't think he killed her.
We should still dig into
everyone, just to be sure.
Maybe they had motives we don't know about.
Where are you going?
I'm going too
I wanna break all
Break all the rules
Where are you going?
I'm going too
I wanna break all
Break all the rules
Brooklyn's a fucking saint.
She never said a bad word about anyone.
She works for half the
charities in Lexington.
And according to her social media,
her friends really like her.
At least she has social media.
Ines is basically a ghost.
Just a Facebook page with no photos.
Classic boomer.
Tom, however, posts everything.
His coffee, his workouts, bad memes...
but so far nothing informative.
Yeah, well, Alex has all the socials.
Except he only has, like, two posts.
So, clearly he's more
a lurker than a poster.
And, Dr. Hartsen's socials
are strictly professional.
Not helpful.
But I did find some
articles about his work.
Anything suggesting
he's a psychotic killer?
No.
Drew, I've-I've been thinking...
what if Gigi wasn't a one-off thing?
What do you mean?
Well, it's like you said,
what if it was a psychotic killer?
And she was just the latest
in a series of murders?
I mean, her death was pretty bizarre.
That kinda thing screams serial killer.
Who else died, though?
Mm, no one, but...
people have disappeared.
Remember what Tom said
about all those nurses?
Right, the ones that just
dipped with no warning.
I bet we could find their
names in the hospital records,
and then try to see if they're...
Dead?
I don't even think we need those records.
We don't?
I mean won't their names
be on the old charts
at the nurses' station?
You're a genius.
I know.
Drew,
Dr. Benitez requested you
assist her with surgery.
Jade, 402 needs a catheter.
Drew...
Code blue 203 now.
Attention medical staff,
code blue in room 203.
Did you find any names?
No, not one. You?
No, I was slammed all day.
Same. Ines would not
leave me the fuck alone.
You don't think Ines was
deliberately interrupting.
Well, there's nothing sus
about opening a file cabinet.
Yeah, but we were both doing it all day.
Fair point.
And she obviously knows
what's in those files,
they're her files.
Plus, if the e-e-e really did...
expose other nurses...
-Smooth.
They definitely wouldn't
want us to know about them.
Same.
Well, maybe we should just
ask Tom what their names were.
He wasn't scheduled today.
Okay, well, he's on tomorrow.
I mean, Tom could probably tell us
anything we wanted to know.
Do you think it's safe, though?
Getting him involved?
I don't know. It's like
Detective Diaz said,
everyone's a suspect.
We can't just sit around and do nothing.
I literally don't know what else to search.
Are we bad at this?
I'm making us drinks.
We could... examine the crime scene,
but I don't know what else
we'd find that the cops didn't.
Dude, this is all we've been
thinking about for days.
We just need to clear our
heads and start fresh tomorrow.
Maybe you're right.
Thanks.
To Gigi.
To Gigi.
I know. That was awful.
Wait, and then you
said... And then you said,
"Give me 44 CC's of tequila, stat!"
Did I actually do that? Hell, that's crazy.
Oh, God.
So... the bartender was so confused.
No, shit.
Oh, God.
- He gave it to you, though.
- Oh, now that I remember.
Oh, you're talking about the tequila.
Oh, my...
I know.
-I don't know. Dude...
That's embarrassing.
-Mm. Mm.
Do you want another one?
Um, actually, no.
I think I'm good.
Yeah, I want to have my...
My wits about me for tomorrow.
I think Gigi would appreciate that.
You're right.
We should get some sleep.
Did you know that
it was her mom's hospice nurse
that made Gigi want to go into medicine?
Fucking cancer.
No wonder she was so dedicated, huh?
She really was the best of us.
Yeah.
That's why we're going to figure this out.
I didn't do that forensic
nursing program for nothing.
I love you,
but you really got to stop with that.
Okay, good night.
Good night.
And you approved his request?
It wasn't really a request.
He emailed from the airport.
We're already short-staffed.
Yes, Ines. As hospital administrator,
I'm fully aware.
Drew, since Tom's out,
I need you to move the body
from 308 to the morgue.
Tom's out?
-Is he sick?
Sabbatical.
And, Jade, Dr. Hartsen wants
your help on his rounds.
Fourth floor.
-Mm-hm.
You're going to have to find
a way to cover his shifts.
Oh. Uh, this is the body from 308.
Uh, no autopsy on that one.
Uh, go ahead and take it
out to the loading dock.
Alex should be here any minute.
Okay.
Ah.
Is this the homeless guy?
Guess so.
Damn, woman. Third one this week.
You really got to get
better at saving lives.
Wow. Okay.
Sorry. Bad joke.
So, uh, where'd you
disappear to the other night?
I went home. I was tired.
Well, if you're ever not tired
and you want some company...
I've got a lot of work to do.
And you need to get him to the crematorium.
See you, Alex.
Did he pick up the body?
-Yep.
It's nice of Alex to handle those cases.
My heart breaks for the unhoused.
That makes two family-less
cadavers this week alone.
Two? I thought it was three.
Nope. Two.
It'd been almost a month before that.
Okay, um...
There you go.
Okay.
Thank you.
Can you update those
records we talked about?
Sure.
What are you doing?
Nothing. Just referencing some old charts
to solve some formatting questions.
What question?
I got it.
There's nothing recent from any of them.
Why didn't anyone report missing?
Honestly, it seems like
no one would have noticed.
There's no recent family photos,
nothing with a significant other.
One of the girls' mom died when she was 18.
Just like Gigi's.
It feels like they were all targeted
because they don't have families.
So, if you can tell that
from their social media,
do you think the killer
could tell from Gigi's?
She posted every year
on the anniversary of her mom's death.
I mean, Tom hasn't posted in three days.
His last post was from Dr. Hartsen's party.
That's weird.
If he was on vacation,
wouldn't he be posting nonstop?
Unless it's not vacation.
So, right now, we have
five suspected victims,
but only one body.
Where are the other bodies going?
Oh my God.
What?
They're getting burned.
How?
Alex, the driver, he does this, like...
this, like, side-business
thing where he takes bodies
that don't have funeral
arrangements to be cremated.
Okay.
And last week, he told me
that he'd taken three bodies.
And then the coroner in the morgue
said there were only two.
Oh, my God.
Tom.
No body, no crime.
But you definitely saw
someone hop the fence.
So, whoever it was was here.
Was it Alex?
No, I don't think so. I mean...
like, he's giving more accomplice,
and, honestly, he may not
even know what he's doing.
But whoever it was
must have attacked her in the house,
heard us come home and then just bolted.
Threw Gigi's body in the crawlspace.
Is that... Dude, is that crazy?
No.
Makes sense.
So, we need to find out who tells Alex
when to get the bodies, and
where does he take them.
We need more information.
Guess I'm going on a date.
Cheers.
-Cheers.
Yes. Ooh.
It's fun.
I'm so happy you hit me up.
Oh, my God, of course.
So, tell me about you.
What's a day in the life of Alex like?
Well, I start every day by waking up.
First, I decide what kind of coffee I want.
Hazelnut, vanilla?
Could do a mocha.
-Ooh.
I don't know, should I
watch a movie or a show?
Because I just don't know
if I'm ready to commit
to a full eight-season TV show,
but a movie just feels like
too much in one sitting.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Tell me your schedule.
Um...
Well, I go a lotta places a lotta times.
Okay. Um, and is it...
Is it Brooklyn that gives
you those assignments
or, um, maybe-maybe Ines?
Kate Denis.
It changes depending on who's there.
I'm flexible, though.
Okay, so, like, this week, for example,
who was it that told you
to pick up that first body?
Look, that's enough work
talk, don't you think?
No. No, I love talking about work.
Work is the only thing I talk about.
Weird.
Just answer the question.
-What question?
Who told you to pick up
that body earlier this week?
Oh. It was...
Dr. Hartsen.
Hey, what's going on?
He lost a patient
during his residency in Evansfield.
Wait, the hospital that
he and Brooklyn worked at?
Yes.
A teenage girl. Really bad car accident.
That's fucking traumatic.
Her name was Kate Denis. And get this.
She came in with a severed perineal artery
and a missing foot.
Just like what the killer did to Gigi.
Just like what Dr. Hartsen did to Gigi.
Also...
Tell me you see it.
-Holy shit.
She looks just like her.
So, wait.
Dr. Hartsen had the murder hots for Gigi.
It's gotta be some kind of
weird ego failure response.
Like, he was trying to
change what happened to Kate.
Okay, so,
he hurt her, and then tried to save her.
Dude, that's fucking psychotic.
Yeah. Well, serial killers
aren't exactly sane.
Okay. So what do we do?
None of these people are officially missing
and the rest of the
evidence is circumstantial.
So?
So it won't hold up in court.
Without any hard evidence
or a recorded confession,
there's not much I can do.
Okay, then bring him in for questioning.
Get a confession.
-Listen,
the Hartsens are one of
the most important families
in Lexington and one of the
precinct's largest donors.
I'm not about to bring them in here
based off the word of two party girls
who have less investigative experience
than the average podcast host.
If you guys come in here again,
do me a favor and bring
something more than gossip.
Yeah.
Okay, I'll let her know.
Thanks.
What did Jerry have to say?
Our three weeks are up
and Alevarne has new assignments for us.
I'm on a plane to Sacramento,
you're headed to Poughkeepsie.
The details will be in our emails soon.
So I guess that's just it, huh?
I guess so.
God, this is so unfair.
I don't know what else we can do.
Or maybe we could get him to confess.
Or just kill him.
-Drew...
Kidding.
A confession can be good, though.
Right, I bet we can get him to talk.
Unless he tries to kill us first.
Well, then we can definitely
kill him for self-defense.
Well, it's not self-defense
if it's premeditated.
Right. Right.
So we won't kill him.
We definitely won't kill him.
I mean, I don't even want to kill him.
If we're gonna do this...
we have to do it tonight after work.
Guessing you have a plan?
Part of one...
but we'll need a few things first.
Thanks.
Fuck, dude, that was stressful.
Can we help you?
Hey, you guys left without saying goodbye.
Oh.
-It's how everybody leaves.
Are you okay, Ines?
Mm-hmm.
Safe to say we got off on the wrong foot.
In fairness,
you both didn't make a
very good first impression.
Sorry about that.
But you worked really
hard when you were here,
so thank you.
You really are good nurses.
Well, thank you for everything
these last three weeks.
Take care.
-Bye.
This plan is gonna work.
I've thought of everything.
We'll get that confession.
We have to stop him.
We will.
Just, hopefully, not go
to prison in the process.
I don't think he's home.
Front door.
Fucking Kentucky.
Oh, this place is so huge.
Okay. Maybe he's upstairs or something.
His car's not here.
Okay. What's the plan?
What are we looking for?
Let's find his office.
I'll go this way.
-Yeah.
I know. I'm sorry.
Drew.
Are we going down there?
I think we have to.
Why is there so much death in this house?
Front door.
Seriously?
Sorry.
This is some kind of workstation.
Oh, my God.
What is all of this? Oh, shit.
Oh, my God, Tom.
Who's that?
Shit.
Oh, my God, someone's home. Jade, come on.
Come on, Jade.
Hey.
I am home. I'm downstairs.
I thought I heard the bell.
Um...
Yeah. Shit. I don't know.
False alarm, I guess.
I'm exhausted.
You coming home?
All right.
I'll see you in a while, I guess, then...
Administering the reverser.
We're recording.
What is this?
Untie me now.
Not until you tell us
what happened to Gigi.
Good luck talking your way out of this one.
Please.
I didn't do anything wrong.
You fucking murdered her.
I know how you feel.
I am... just as upset
as you are about this.
He's not talking. All right,
we just need to go to the cops
and just give them Gigi's phone.
-No.
What do you mean no?
-No.
I want to hear him say it.
You can't deny this.
It's fucking Gigi's.
Turn this fucking thing off.
-No.
Turn this-turn this fucking camera off.
Not until you tell us the truth.
She shouldn't be dead.
Yeah, no shit.
Tell us what you did.
You're making a mistake.
Hi.
-Hi.
Come on in.
Here you go.
-Thank you.
I'm kind of surprised you
wanted to meet up tonight.
I thought you were doing research.
Well, I was and I am.
I thought maybe you and I
could discuss your thesis.
Oh.
That's not why I went there.
You understand? I didn't want to hurt her.
I just wanted to talk.
Leo, I'm home.
Brooklyn, I'm down here.
-Shut...
Come downstairs!
We have to go.
-No, no, not yet.
No, not yet. -Jade, trust me.
Okay? Come on.
Hurry up.
What are you doing here?
- Leo, oh, my God.
- No, no, no.
We think he killed Gigi.
-What?
And it's at least five other nurses.
Oh, my God.
He's also cheating on you, okay?
Leo, is it true?
Is it true?
You fucking bastard.
I knew Gigi was going to be a
problem the second I saw her.
When our Nurse Camila up
and disappeared last month,
our situation became rather desperate.
Disappeared?
Yeah, she, uh, she eloped
with her musician boyfriend.
Stop!
Stop! Please, stop it!
Jade, Jade, come on.
They have Gigi's phone.
Tie them up.
Hello, Drew.
Careful. Careful.
-
You don't want to hurt yourself.
Brooklyn, if you could just
tighten their restraints.
No, no.
Stop, please.
-Please, please.
I need silence in my operating room.
Just tell me why!
We were so close with Gigi.
I'm confident
this will work now.
I'm sorry.
What the hell!
Hmm.
Norepinephrine.
We're perfecting a procedure.
We are on the verge of
a medical breakthrough.
Kate's my reason.
Your first loss stays with you.
Leo.
Leo.
You ready?
Drew?
Hey...
you can do this.
We'll start with severing
the perineal artery,
continuing with the full
amputation of the foot,
replicating Kate's injury.
Hey, hey, I know, I know, I know.
I need you to stay calm, all right?
Your heart rate is everything right now.
Every moment counts.
Saw.
Tourniquet, Brooklyn.
Tourn...
What are you doing?
-Stay back.
I said stay back.
Fuck off.
You're not gonna kill me.
You took a pledge.
No.
You're not gonna kill me...
or anyone else ever again.
Drew. Drew.
Drew. Drew. Wake up, Drew.
Yes.
911, what's your emergency?
My friend is bleeding
out at the Hartsen House.
Dr. Hartsen tried to kill her.
I need an ambulance now.
Stay calm, ma'am.
Paramedics are on their way.
Drew, stay with me.
Stay with me, Drew.
Please.
I don't know what to do.
I don't know, Drew.
I don't know what to do. I'm not a surgeon.
This procedure's never been done before.
Drew, your artery.
You love a plan.
Yeah. Yeah, I need a plan.
You don't.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Let's see.
Norepinephrine.
Norepinephrine.
Okay.
Okay.
Yeah.
Stay with me, Drew.
Stay with me, Drew, okay? Please.
Don't you think you should
be getting some rest?
Yeah. Thank you, Ines. I'm okay.
When was the last time you slept?
I'm fine. Really.
Yeah, she's fine.
Oh, my God, Drew. You're awake.
Holy shit, you're awake. Oh.
I'll go get a doctor.
Sorry.
Oh, my God.
Hi.
-Hey.
How long was I out for?
Three days.
This doesn't look like
jail, so that's a good sign.
Dr. Hartsen is dead...
and Brooklyn is in prison,
waiting for trial, no bail.
Good. Motherfuckers.
Wait. And Tom?
They haven't found his body yet.
B-but the phones.
-Yeah.
One of them was his.
They...
are releasing Gigi's body to us...
so we can have a funeral.
Drew, so good to see you awake.
How are you feeling?
Yeah, I've-I've been better,
but um, I'm-I'm alive, so...
Thanks to the very quick
thinking on Jade's part.
I just took the theory
behind what Dr. Hartsen was trying to do
and improved it.
She repaired your artery before
the blood loss could kill you,
while also administering norepinephrine
to prevent cardiogenic shock.
Very impressive.
Also, I stabbed the bastard
before he was able to finish
cutting your foot off.
Yes, she did indeed stab the bastard.
You're unbelievable.
Thank you, Dr. Benitez.
And, Ines, thank you, too.
By the way, you have a visitor.
What did you do to that poor guy?
Thank you.
I think I'm gonna find a
hospital to settle down at...
take work a little more seriously.
I think you could find a
spot with two openings?
For two killer nurses like us?
Absolutely.
Thank you.
I didn't know if it was gonna work,
but I had to try.
I just used my years of experience
and my training as a
forensic nurse, of course.
Alongside his sadistic research.
And she saved my life.
Just wish we could have
saved Gigi and Tom's.
Well, very impressive, both of you.
How does it feel to be
the first person ever
to complete this seemingly
impossible procedure?
I wasn't trying to advance anything.
I just... wanted to save my best friend.
Oh, when I get this feeling
It's like a fever in the night
Can't keep my heart
away from a good time
Baby, oh, why
It's in my blood
Can't get enough
He won't stop calling my phone
Soon he'll know I ain't
coming home to him
Get lucky that's what he wants
When he pushed it once now we're done
It's vicious love
It's vicious love
Oh, when I get this feeling
It's like a fever in the night
Can't keep my heart
away from a good time
Baby, oh, why?
It's in my blood
Oh, it's calling my name
That vicious for love
That vicious that vicious for love
It's calling it's calling my name
That vicious that vicious for love
Yeah, it's the, yeah it's in my blood
It's callin' it's callin' my name
That vicious that vicious for love