01x08 - Cold Drop

[bunniefuu]

[thunder rumbling]

[rain pouring]

[reporter 1] Isolated depressions
at high elevations known as cold drop.

[reporter 2] A year's worth
of precipitation in 24 hours.

[reporter 3] Ten lightning strikes
per square meter.

[reporter 4] 400 liters of rain.

[reporter 5] 19 million affected.

[reporter 6] The most rain in 100 years.

You think they're exaggerating
about this cold drop?

It doesn't sound like that big a deal.

Well, it is.
You've never experienced this before.

And climate change is making it way worse.

Biel, I'm from Galicia. I'm not scared
of a little rain. [chuckles]

Yeah, but this is so much more
than a little rain.

We've had 400 milliliters
in three hours. It's concentrated, man.

Thanks.

City takes a hit,
the rivers start flooding. [sighs]

- Last time, six people died.
- Seriously?

[reporter] A huge storm
is hurtling towards Valencia.

Experts are predicting...

Hey, don't worry. Maybe this year
will go easier on us. Mm?

sh*t, I have to go. I'm really late.

[reporter] Six people were k*lled
and over 50 were injured.

City Council is strongly urging
all residents to shelter in place

but if they do need to go outside,
that they be extremely cautious.

[emergency vehicle sirens sound]

BREATHLESS

[machine beeping]

[heartbeat thuds]

[Lluís] In case of a power outage,
only essential machines will remain on.

We can't overload the generators.

Pilar, I need you
to cancel all non-urgent surgeries.

There isn't room for them anyway.

Every time it rains,
two of our operating rooms start leaking.

Are we gonna get them fixed?
Or am I getting buckets?

[Lluís] Blanca, make sure the residents
are ready in case we need them.

- Got it, will do.
- Prevention is better than treatment.

Hey, Lluís. Is it true that they stopped
the plan to privatize Sorolla?

Well, not officially
but it would seem that way.

Sounds like they were scared
of us going on strike again.

I don't know about that.

Let's just be grateful
they called it off for now.

Everybody clear on the plan?
Let's get to work.

Jésica. Uh, I'd like a word.
If you've got a moment.

Go ahead.

So, what did you wanna talk about?

I was wondering
if maybe you... I don't know,

if you'd maybe put any thought

into that thing
I asked you about last night?

[sighs]

[chuckles]

Well, considering I asked you
for a few more days to think it over

and it's been only 24 hours...

Of course. Mm. Of course.

[sighs]

What is it with you?
Do storms turn you on or something?

It wouldn't be such a bad excuse
for getting stuck in here.

And you know that way
I could help you make up your mind.

Only one problem.

- What?
- They'd all know what we were up to.

Because I'm supposed
to be helping out in the ER,

per my boss's orders
and someone would notice if I didn't show.

Mm. Yes, I suppose that's true, yeah.

What happened that you're
in such a good mood?

[sighs]

Nothing. Just happy to be with you.

[elevator beeps]

[elevator beeps]

[indistinct chatter]

[doctor] Come and help.
Let's get these two down the hall.

The roof's starting to leak here.

[Biel] Excuse me.

Sorry.

I had to pass
by the ward first. Everything's chaos.

[Néstor] Don't worry.

I was about to tell Patricia
the results of the CAT scan.

Why don't we start off
with the good news, mm?

The focal points in the lungs and spine
have reduced a significant amount.

What's the bad news, then?

[sighs]

In the liver, it's grown.

The chemo isn't working
in that particular area.

But we're fine?

We're good?

I've known you long enough,
you have a plan.

Some alternative solutions.

Just two, I'm afraid.

We can remove the tumor by operating
but it's a very delicate procedure.

Understood. And my other option is?

There's a new type of chemo
still in the experimental phase,

which has been shown
to have great results with these tumors.

The problem is
it's experimental and expensive.

And there are some very selective
prerequisites to access it.

And those selective prerequisites

were established by my government.

Fantastic.

So, then I'm going to die.

Because of my own
health policies. What do you know?

[chuckles]

Isn't that poetic justice?

There's no justice here, Patricia.

If you agree to this,
I'll start making calls.

I have contacts in the Health Department
who can speed up the process.

- I want you to stay at the hospital.
- No.

Please. At least stay
until the storm's settled down.

I don't want you isolated
if anything happens.

[ominous music playing]

[sighs]

[thunder rumbles]

[man] Bring 'em over here!

- Hey!
- What are you doing here?

- Is everything okay, Óscar?
- It's fine. I just had to see you.

What the hell is wrong with you?

These blankets are still dry!

Look, your mom took me out
of all operations this month.

She'll fire me if she sees you here.

I dunno, I figured
the last time I saw you we fought,

so I wanted to surprise you.

What the hell?

Are you high right now?

Like you even care.

It's not like you're some saint.

You were high when you said you loved me.

Óscar. I can control it,
you don't know how.

First, you have a party
at my place and sh**t up magic

and now you're out
in the middle of a f*cking storm?

You know that's f*cked up.
You're high in a f*cking storm!

My mom judges me
more than enough as it is.

I don't need another hypocrite.

Óscar, wait.

Hey, just hang on a sec!

Óscar!

Where are you going?

[emergency vehicle sirens sound]

[indistinct shouting]

f*ck.

[paramedic] Female, 30. Rescued her
from her car, semi-conscious.

O-2 sat is 90, Doctor.
We've got her on vent.

Rocío! Germán!

Male, 35 years old. Conscious
but suffering from multiple fractures.

We've got a boy, 10, semi-conscious.
His airway is compromised.

And he's getting progressively worse.

Right. Take the woman
and the boy to resus.

You take care of the man.

Let's go, let's go!

[tense music playing]

- [machine beeping]
- [Jésica] Suction.

Yeah!

[Jésica] It looks like plant remains
but I can't get them out.

Forceps and intubate.

I think I can see something
but I can't get to it.

- Hurry up, Jésica.
- Yeah. I know but I can't get to it.

The boy's unstable.
The oxygen's not working.

I can't intubate him. We're losing him!

Okay, got it!

Alright, what now?
Do we call an ENT for crico?

There's no time.
What do you think, Dr. Román?

- I dunno, I'm a resident in Anesthetics.
- Think.

Do something. That's why you're here.

Cardiac arrest.

Um. Get me the endotracheal tube.

Do it now, hurry!

[Germán] Thirty!

Asystolic. One milligram
of adrenaline, stat!

- Do it.
- Here we go.

Enter at a 90-degree angle
or you'll damage his vocal cords.

- [Quique] Okay.
- [Germán] Thirty!

- What is that?
- What is it?

- [Blanca] f*ck.
- What the hell is going on?

[Quique] Get some lights!

Stay calm!
The generators will come on soon.

- [panting]
- [Blanca] Come on, let's go. Hurry.

- Ninety degrees, is that what she said?
- Yeah.

[Quique] Okay.

You got this. Good. Yeah.

- I got it.
- Yeah.

Okay. Okay, we got it.

[Blanca] Here, keep going.

- One milligram of adrenaline!
- Yeah, okay.

One milligram going in now.

[Germán] Thirty!

[Blanca] O-2 sat increasing.
Pulse is stabilizing.

Good job, Quique. Nice.
You did a great job. Congrats.

- Do you need to switch out?
- Yeah. Come here, swap in.

Swap in.

Emilio, how many more versions

of this press release
are you going to have to make?

As many as necessary.

We can't have those vultures
suspecting why you're here.

Listen. We can say
you came to personally supervise

the cold drop protocol
and its implementation.

- No one will believe that, Emilio.
- [knock on door]

Would you mind giving us a moment alone?

[somber music playing]

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

[door shuts]

They think it's not worth it for me.

That I'm too sick
to waste the treatment on.

Well, that still leaves us
the option of the operation.

- The really dangerous operation, you mean?
- The one that'll be just fine.

I'll be performing it myself.

What an ego.

Do you really think
that's supposed to make me feel better?

An ego comes with a medical license.

- But I'm not full of myself.
- Hmpf.

You're going to get through this. Mm?

You hear me? Patricia.

- Hm.
- [knock on door]

[Pilar] Excuse me.

I just wanted
to confirm with you, Dr. Moa,

if we'll indeed be performing
the operation on Ms. Segura.

That's what we're discussing just now.

Why don't we aim to set it for next week?

Right, then. I'll let you know.

[door shuts]

- [rain pounds]
- [reporter 1] The weather has...

[reporter 2] The cold drop
has defied all expectations.

[reporter 3] A pocket
of cold air, 5,000 meters.

[reporter 4] The first stage
of the disaster.

- Meteorologists...
- [patient] Look.

It's taking out cars and trees.

This isn't normal.
It's right outside the hospital.

- Hey. Is anyone doing anything?
- Yes.

Don't worry. Everything's fine.
It's under control.

What do you mean? Have you seen the news?

Yes, I sure have.

[patient] It's under control?

Can you get me the results today?

I can try but I can't promise anything
at this point.

- Right, but I... I... It's...
- [Neus] Leo, sorry.

- Um. Do you have a minute?
- What are you doing here during the storm?

Wouldn't it be safer to see your patients
by video conference call?

Well, honestly. I came
to talk to you in person.

- Ah.
- Come here.

And listen, I... just don't get angry
until you've heard everything, okay?

Why would I be angry?

You should know I started treating Joana
a few weeks ago.

I wanted to tell you sooner but I...

I just couldn't. I didn't want
to put our friendship on the line.

- But she really needed my help.
- I needed your help as well.

Me.

And I'm going to help. Okay?

[somber music playing]

Joana doesn't want to testify.

She doesn't want
to have to relive everything.

What does she want?

She wants Hugo to plead guilty.

And if he does, she'll agree
to a deal that will keep him out of jail.

[music turns ominous]

I just wanna know one thing.

When you began treating her,
you knew what might happen.

That... that this could have all ended

with you having
to testify in court against my son.

Yeah.

Then you can go to hell.

- [indistinct chatter]
- [music turns somber]

Oriol, change out those buckets,
please. They're full.

- Of course.
- Germán.

Yeah.

I need two more buckets.

One here, and one...

This place is falling apart.

Another over here.

And I'm sure you'll see other spots.
Just do your best and figure it out.

[Germán] Okay. Got it.

How are you feeling? Be right with you.

Oh, sh*t.

Hey. How are things?

Manu's doing better.

He had a cut on his head.
And a few more on his forearm.

Do you mind if I take a look at you?

What happened?

Honestly, I don't remember anything.

Just that I was running for the bus.

And the last thing I remember,
it was raining.

Will you let me go home now?

Well, I'd really like to take a look
at those cuts on your forearm.

Yeah.

Manu, have you ever suffered from anxiety?

Because I'm pretty worried
about those scars.

No, it's nothing. They're from
when I was a kid, I'm okay now.

If you need any help, you can always...

No, I told you I'm fine, thanks.

Doc, I didn't do anything wrong. Okay?

- I just really wanna get back home.
- [Jésica] Yeah.

- Tell you what we'll do.
- Don't worry.

I wanna keep you in observation for a bit.

Make sure that wound
behind your ear is okay.

Yeah? We'll clean it up
and then you can go.

Okay.

I'll see you in a bit.

Right, Manu, keep applying pressure
to the cut. Just like that.

- You got it?
- [Manu] Yeah.

[Biel] Great.

If I plead guilty,
I'll have a criminal record.

I won't be able to work with kids.

If you can't be a gym teacher,
do something else.

- It's just that easy?
- Hugo.

- f*cking bullshit!
- It's not easy, I didn't say that.

This is what I've wanted to do
my whole life.

You think I don't know that?
This is an opportunity, Hugo.

Do you want to go back to jail,
is that it?

- Everyone will think I r*ped her!
- You did r*pe her!

[thunder rumbling]

The sooner we accept it, the better.

[cries]

Look, we don't know for sure
if it was attempted suicide.

No, but he's had other incidents.

He was out in the middle
of the worst storm of the year.

Thanks.

And he can't even explain
why he was passed out.

It's a little suspicious
is all I'm saying.

I think it's because
he reminds you of Rodri.

[inhales] If we were to call Psychiatry,

they'd keep him
in observation for 48 hours at least.

Not to mention his family would be scared.

I think it's best if... if we keep
an eye on him ourselves in the ER.

It's not as if he can go anywhere.

[thunder rumbles]

Yeah, no, you're right.

I think that maybe I'm just scared
of reliving everything that happened

and I'm seeing Rodri's ghost.

I don't know.

I think you might be tense.

- And I know how to relax you.
- Mm.

- If you know what I mean.
- You're so full of it!

[chuckles]

[calm music playing]

[moans]

[heavy breathing]

[moaning]

I'm coming! I'm coming.

[moans]

[whispering] I love you.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

No, no.

I'm sorry. When I come,
I don't know what I'm saying anymore.

- You've never said that to me before.
- Yeah.

Forget about it, yeah?

Just pretend I didn't say anything, okay?

[sighs]

[laptop ringing]

JAUME - CLINIC SANTA ANA

[sighs]

Patricia.

Hi there. How you doing?

I'm fine. I'm waiting out the storm
in the hospital, Jaume.

Sorry to beat a dead horse but I don't get
why you insisted on going public.

At Santa Ana,
we would have treated you like royalty.

What do you want?

That's my girl,
straight to the matter at hand.

Well, a little birdie told me [inhales]

that you're not doing so well
at the moment. And I...

I had a proposal for you.

Hm.

Is this little birdie's
name Emilio, by chance?

[Jaume] Don't be mad at the guy.
He called because he's worried about you.

- Ah. I could k*ll that man.
- [Jaume] Look on the bright side.

He called the only person
who can actually help you.

Patricia.

It's possible to get my hands
on that treatment.

The experimental one you need.

I have contacts
and I know folks in the lab that make it.

[ominous music playing]

How much would this treatment cost?

Patricia, we don't have
to talk about money.

[thunder rumbles]

I'm not going to let my illness
be used to make you money.

If that's what you're saying,
I'd rather they operate on me.

[Jaume] Listen. That operation,
besides being dangerous, as you know,

does not guarantee that they'll get
to the root of the problem.

It could give you a few months.

But what I'm proposing. This treatment,

this chemotherapy,
it could cure your cancer.

And in exchange for your altruism,
what do you want?

A few of us have heard that soon,
you'll be starting to privatize.

And so if, at any point,
you have a changing of the guard

and you need someone to take charge
of all public hospitals in Valencia...

I hope you think of me.

Duly noted.

We'll talk soon.

Absolutely. Talk to you soon.

[sighs]

Take care of yourself.

[laptop dings]

[thunder rumbles]

[Leo] Get those cribs
to the Neonatal Nursery.

Tell them to prepare
the manual respirators just in case.

Leo.

Well, it's settled.
Hugo is going to plead guilty.

[sighs]

Okay.

Did you hear me, Leo?

Do you care about this at all?

Wow, this is absurd.

It must be so easy for you
to judge us from that moral high ground,

where there's no room for gray,
everything is either black or white.

No. Sometimes there is no room
for gray or nuance.

And I have fought my entire life for that.

Should I renounce everything
I believe in because of my son?

But this is Hugo! He's not some stranger!

You know how much I love my son

and it's k*lling me
to do this but I have to.

I'm gonna help him in any way that I can

but I won't say it's okay.

I won't tell Hugo
he did nothing wrong because he did.

Right.

In that case, I think from this point on,
it'll be better if you stay away from him.

- What did you say?
- Leo, you're upsetting him.

When all of this gets resolved,
he's gonna live with me.

[knocking on door]

- What's going on, cutie?
- [baby coos]

May. It's normal to feel stressed.

- f*ck.
- Just take it easy.

First, the birth from hell
and now mastitis.

I swear the hospital walls
are like closing in on me. [sighs]

Look at her, she's so tiny. So tiny.

And why are you so happy anyway?

- Me?
- You.

What do you mean, why? I'm happy for you,
for the baby, for the miracle of life!

Yeah, right. Hey, I think your miracle
of life is finally almost asleep.

- Careful.
- If she wakes up,

- I'm taking her with me to party.
- [May] Shut up.

Look, can we talk
about something other than babies?

Uh... Well, there's not much
to tell, really.

You f*cking kidding me?

And what about that party at our place?

His boyfriend went nuts.

He did it again,
for real? [scoffs] Unbelievable.

[shushes]

I don't know what I can do.

[May] Shh, it's okay.

Like, maybe I'm just exaggerating
and it was a one-time thing.

Look, Quique, I know you two
are like Romeo and Juliet but come on.

- You don't really know the guy.
- Yeah.

Maybe it's time to admit
that your boyfriend's a drug addict.

[knocking on door]

Well, we should probably get going. Yeah?

[Quique] I'll be back when I can.

See ya.

- Can I see her? Please.
- I want you to leave. Okay?

- [Rocío] Please.
- Anything you have to say,

say it to my lawyer.

May, she's my baby too.
I haven't held her yet.

Get out. [shushes]

May, I'll do anything you want. Anything.

I swear to you. You'll have full custody
of her if that's what you want.

But please don't take her
out of the country.

- Don't take her to Germany.
- Now you know how I felt.

May, I'm begging you.

This isn't who you are. You're not cruel.
Our daughter doesn't deserve this.

- Go, please.
- I'm begging you, May...

Rocío, please don't make a scene,
just leave! Get out!

[door opens]

[door shuts]

I don't know, maybe you guys are right.

Should I text him?

Yeah, I'll message him.

Thanks, Silvia.

QUIQUE: CAN WE TALK?

[phone pings]

ÓSCAR:
LATER. I'M GOING TO A SEX PARTY

What the hell is this?

He's going to a sex party
during the storm! Look.

I think this guy's got serious problems.

You have to do something.

- We'll talk later, okay?
- Right.

QUIQUE:
ARE YOU SERIOUS?

This is f*cking crazy.

[phone pings]

ÓSCAR: I'M GOING OUT
DON'T WANT TO THINK RIGHT NOW

[thunder rumbling]

Dr. Amaro.

I have to talk to you
for a minute, if you don't mind.

I don't have time right now.

It's about Óscar.

Well, look at you, all nice and dry.

I'll bring in some water wings.

We're gonna need all the help we can get
when we're swimming home later.

Do you want to go see Manu?

You keep looking at me like that
and I'll call security.

[chuckles]

Looking at you, how?

- [metal clangs]
- [Manu groans]

- Manu?
- Manu!

Manu! You okay?

- Yes. Yes, I'm fine, it's nothing.
- [Biel] No. no. It's not nothing!

- When did the pain start?
- [Jésica] What'd you take?

- [Manu] Leave me alone!
- It's okay.

Hey, Manu. Look at me. Hey.

Help!

- Gastrointestinal bleed in bay 18.
- It's okay.

- We need help now!
- [groaning]

[machine buzzes]

I don't know,
maybe he took something in the ER

and we're only just seeing the effects
of it right now. I don't know.

- Don't beat yourself up.
- [Jésica] Mm.

He would've been sent home
if they had gone off his record.

You did the right thing.

[machine clunks]

What's that?

It's...

two razor blades.

No f*cking way.

[phone dial tone sounds]

He's not answering, dammit!

- He didn't tell you where it was?
- No. He... he could be anywhere.

Who the hell even does this?

Who in their right mind
is hosting a party right now?

In the middle
of the worst storm of the year?

I don't know.

I didn't know. I'm really sorry.

If I had,
I would have done things differently.

It doesn't matter now,
this has nothing to do with you.

Whatever Óscar's doing,
it's not your fault.

It's not?

No, I've... I've been blaming you
for everything and it's not...

That's not fair.

[sighs]

This has happened before.

When he was 15.

Óscar's always struggled,
he's always had problems.

It's been hard to be there.

He's so insecure
but then he pretends everything's fine.

The only thing he found
to cover up the fears is drugs.

He nearly died in my arms,
did you know that?

A severe overdose.

I wasn't sure he'd ever succeed
in getting clean but eventually,

he managed to.

He learned to live a normal life.

Until today.

I don't know how but I have to find him.

- No, no, no, no!
- Out of my way!

- Pilar, no. This is a terrible idea!
- Let go of me! Move!

- Dammit, out of my way, Quique!
- We don't know where Óscar is!

Pilar.

Óscar's also important to me.

He means a lot to me.

But us wandering around
in the middle of this weather,

it's not gonna do any good.

[thunder rumbles]

Where's Emilio?

[Patricia] I sent him out.
He wouldn't stop complaining.

And I'm not feeling very well, I'm dizzy.

I'll get someone
to take your blood pressure.

I feel like a monster.

[scoffs]

I think you're an incredible woman.

Cancer tends to bring out
both the best and the worst in people.

And I gotta say I like what I see.

In you. Hm?

No, I mean who could like me like this?

Well. [chuckles]

My taste is unusual.

You're ridiculous.

I don't want the surgery.

Why not?

If I've only got six months left,
I want them to be painless, Néstor.

[sighs]

- You can't give up now, Patricia.
- Yes.

[Néstor] You really do have a chance.

You hear me?

You are going to make it.

It's just that... [sighs]

You know, it's funny. Wouldn't you agree?

What you're doing.

Mm. Telling me to try.

It's just kind of ironic.

A guy who's given up
is telling a dying woman to fight.

You think that I don't want
to live anymore?

[somber music playing]

[Patricia] Your first wife died.

What, five years ago now?

And you haven't been
with anyone else since.

Well.

Just because I haven't been with anyone,

doesn't mean
I haven't felt anything for anyone.

And who's that?

Patricia? Patricia!

Patricia!

[alarm sounds]

Patricia!

Hurry!

[panting]

[tense music playing]

What happened?

You passed out.
We think it's your liver bleeding out.

Fight, Patricia.

You hear me? Fight!

[machine beeping]

How desperate do you have to be
to swallow two razor blades?

Jésica.

You're gonna save him. Okay?

His stomach's rupturing, we have to hurry.

Dr. De Felipe?

Dr. Moa's asking for you.

- Tell him I can't come right now.
- It's for Ms. Segura.

She needs urgent surgery
and he thought you'd wanna be there.

Go. I've got this.

[somber music playing]

Carry on. He's going
to start bleeding. A lot. More sponges.

What's going on?

Hepatic hemorrhage
caused by the metastasis.

Stand across from me and give me a hand.

Scalpel.

Tweezers.

Clamps.

Rochester forceps.

- Compress.
- Bring us more compresses.

He's losing a lot of blood.

- Why is he bleeding so much?
- Compress.

I can't see anything,
there's too much blood everywhere.

- [machine beeping]
- Blood pressure dropping.

Heart rate rising.

Clean this out, now.

- I need to see the stomach.
- Right.

- I can't get the blades out otherwise.
- [doctor] Compress.

Okay.

What's going on?

- Something's wrong with the lights.
- Someone go and fix this, please.

- [phone dial tone sounds]
- Nothing.

Do you know what's happening?

Somebody call maintenance!

[panicked shouting]

- [thundering]
- [emergency vehicle sirens sound]

[nurse] The lights are out.
I can't see anything.

[Néstor] Stay calm, everyone. Please!

We need light. Now.
Get your cell phones. Come on.

For this to work,
I need light from your cell phones,

flashlights, whatever you can find.

He's losing a lot of blood.
Get me that light now.

Why aren't the generators turning on?

Everyone, please calm down.
Everything's gonna be fine!

I need you to sit down and wait here.
We'll get it fixed as soon as we can.

Hurry, please!

- Come on.
- What do we do? Stitch her up?

If we stop now, Patricia dies. We have
to keep going, it's her only chance.

Doctor, the vitals monitor
is working for the time being.

But we've only got two hours
of battery left.

Okay. So, we have two hours
to successfully complete this surgery.

Can you keep her sedated?

I can use manual ventilation
and I'll have to eyeball the Propofol.

Do it. Biel,
we don't have the electric scalpel.

Every bleeding vessel needs to be sutured.

- But I'm not a surgeon.
- You were a volunteer in Sudan, right?

This isn't so different.

Mikel, go to the ENT OR
and grab us some headlamps. Run!

- Blanca! What is going on?
- Calm down, please!

- I don't know!
- Could you find out for me?

- Phones out!
- It's alright!

Calm down, everything's gonna be fine.
We just need a minute to fix it!

[sighs] Dammit.

[Lluís] Just fix it, alright? Okay.

- Lluís!
- Is your colleague here? Go on, then.

- What happened to the generators?
- They're broken.

But they just underwent maintenance.

Yes but with all the cuts,
we had to choose between the X-ray machine

and the generators.
I didn't have a choice.

Not a word about this to anyone, Blanca.

More gauze. Dammit
he's losing too much blood.

- How many units so far?
- Five.

Five? He's losing it
faster than we can replace it.

Clean the stomach, please.
We have to get them out now.

Clamp.

[tense music playing]

Continue.

Blood pressure's dropping.

She's bleeding from a branch
of the hepatic artery.

Yeah, I know, I see it.
Pringle maneuver. Gauze.

More light, please.

sh*t, I can't see.

Heart rate is slowing.
Forty BPM now, Doctor. BP is 50 over 30.

Risk of cardiac arrest.

Oh, sh*t. Clean the area, please.

- I can't see. Dammit! I can't do it.
- Risk of cardiac arrest!

- She's crashing!
- Ah, sh*t. Can you see it?

- We're losing her.
- I can't.

- Néstor!
- I can't see. I can't see sh*t.

- Come on.
- Néstor, she's going into cardiac arrest!

Move! Let's go. What do we do?

- I can't see anything, more light.
- f*ck!

Biel, where are you going?

[groans]

[man] They have no lights in the OR.
Generators are still down.

[woman] All the phones too?

- What's going on?
- Generators are all down.

The respirators aren't working either,
so we're doing it manually.

- Check the temperature.
- I wanna help.

No. You're in recovery.
Stay with your daughter.

[sighs] Look. She's asleep right now
and I'm fine.

[sighs] And you need
as much help as possible.

More gauze. I can't see.

- Néstor.
- What are you doing here?

Your resident was intelligent enough
to come and find me

before you let the president die.

Patricia's not going to die.

You're a great oncologist
and a decent surgeon

but I'm the best,
and you know it. Let me help you.

Néstor, you know you can't do this alone.

We need her help.

Please, Néstor.

Alright. We keep going.

Pringle maneuver.

Maneuver successful.

- Vital signs stabilizing.
- Good.

Okay, good. I see the first one. Tray.

Let me get the second one.

Alright, we got it. Let's sew him up.

- Clamps. Clamps, now!
- Sponges.



- [babies crying]
- [ominous music playing]

Breathe, come on.

[nurse] Still got the fever.

Biel. I need your help
to suture the blood vessels.

Mosquito forceps and scalpel.

Swap in.

Thread.

[anesthetist] Doctor, the patient's
in ventricular fibrillation!

Prepare the paddles!

They're not charged.

We'll have to do a direct resuscitation.

Néstor. You do it while I finish up here.

Okay, okay.

Right, that's the last one.

Done. Cut.

- Got it.
- The stomach is closed. How's the BP?

It's very low, Doctor.
If we keep going we'll lose him.

Why is this happening?

[scoffs]

He's barely coagulating.
I need more plasma and platelets. Right.

They're still defrosting.

So, then heat them up any way you can.
I need them here, right now.

[Néstor] Scalpel.

[ominous music playing]

Néstor. Stop thinking so much.

Just breathe. You can do this.

Clamps.

Gauze.

I've got her heart.

Start the cardiac massage.

Checking heartbeat.

[machine beeps]

[nurse] Her vitals
are stabilizing, Dr. Moa.

Well done, Doctor.

[water running]

Pilar.

I have to thank you.

- I mean. Thank God you were there...
- Oh please, Néstor.

No apologies, no thank yous,
definitely no 'God'. Alright?

You and I are well beyond that now.

I just did what any doctor would've done.

You know Néstor,
there's a reason why surgeons,

no matter how good they think they are,

do not operate
on the people they're in love with.

I don't understand.

When you're operating
on someone you truly care about,

maintaining those boundaries
when things go wrong, it's not easy.

Doctor. Óscar's had an overdose.

He what?

[tense music playing]

[indistinct frantic chatter]

[Quique] He's in the ER!

[woman] Excuse me.
I'm just trying to get through.

He's there. Number 12.

- Óscar.
- [Óscar] Mom?

Honey. What happened?

- I don't feel good, Mom.
- No.

Just tell me what happened.

I don't know,
I'm really sorry. I need help.

I swear we're going to get through this.

- Yeah.
- Okay?

- I need help, Mom.
- I know, it's okay. I'm here, honey.

- I'm so sorry, Mom, I'm sorry.
- I'm here now, okay? I'm here now.

[cheering and applause]

[reporter 1] The skies have cleared,
allowing residents of Valencia

back outside to view the extent...

[reporter 2] Infrastructure
in the northern part of the region

has been damaged by the storm.

[reporter 3] Some costal regions

are reporting up to 250 liters
per square meter.

[reporter 4] A state of emergency
has been declared

across the Valencian community.

How is he?

He's doing much better.
It's okay. We'll finish up.

You go and spend some time with your girl.

[sighs]

Morning, ladies.

[breathing shakily]

Africa?

Have you seen my baby? She was in there.

What do you mean "no"?
How could no one have seen my baby?

She was in my room! She was right there!
She was sleeping in there!

- Where the f*ck is she?
- May. May, what is it?

She's gone! My girl!

- What?
- She's not in there!

What do you mean not there?

[cries]

[ominous music playing]

Rocío.

Rocío took her, I know it.

It was her. She has my girl.

[phone dial tone sounds]

[ethereal music playing]

[sighs]

[Néstor] Good morning.

Oh, hi.

[chuckles]

So, what's under these bandages?

More bad news?

Tell me. Whatever you have to tell me.

There were complications
but the operation went well.

You're gonna live. And we've managed
to pause the clock, gain some time

and we'll figure out our next steps.

Thanks. [sighs]

Pilar recommended
that I no longer be your doctor.

Why?

Because she thinks
you're more than a patient to me.

And that puts you at risk.

To say that we don't see eye to eye
would be the understatement of the year.

We didn't get off to the best start.

But I admire you.

You're strong.

You're fun.

You're honest. About yourself, anyway.

So, maybe Pilar is right.

Maybe we'll end up being more
than just a doctor and his patient.

I don't know.

Maybe we'll be friends.

We'll be friends.

So boring.

[sighs]

And besides, I prefer younger men.

[chuckles]

[Patricia] Doctor and patient.

Alright then.

Lluís.

You okay?

Dr. Jornet.

I'm sorry?

You'll be referring to me as Dr. Jornet.

This hospital's director
and your boss, right?

I don't remember
giving you permission to be so casual.

Even if you're f*cking my girlfriend.

[chuckles]

You didn't think
I could see what was going on?

Lluís, I...

- Dr. Jornet, I didn't...
- [Lluís] Let me tell you something.

I proposed.

I'm waiting for Jésica to say yes.

And if she asks for more time
to think about it well, then.

I won't be thrilled.

But I get it. I really do.

You're young and you're good looking.

I don't even care
if you guys mess around once in a while.

But this is different.

I won't have you ruining our future.

And if, for whatever reason,

she starts to have any doubts

or gets confused,

I think you'd agree it'd be better
if you disappeared from the picture.

I'm sure you understand.

And if I don't?

In that case I guess you should start
looking for a job overseas

because you won't have
a chance in hell over here.

Maybe your girlfriend's
worth getting fired over.

[scoffs]

[door opens]

[door shuts]

[machine beeping]

What did you do?

What happened to me?

We found these
in your stomach. And removed them.

[ominous music playing]

The blades caused damage to your throat.

And the pit of your stomach.

But you're recovering well.
Good thing we got there in time.

No.

I didn't want your help.
You should've just let me die.

[Jésica] Manu.

We just wanna help.

- Yeah? And now we're...
- No. No.

- No, no.
- Just listen to me.

I won't. [grunts]

- No.
- Hey.

- Manu. Manu. Take it easy.
- No. Get away from me!

- [Jésica] Manu, stop that.
- Leave me alone!

- Hey! Manu! Calm down!
- Ah!

- Manu. Manu. Look at me! Manu, stop! Manu.
- No.

Please, no! No!

This is your fault, you did this to me!

- Manu.
- This is your fault! It's your fault!

- [groans]
- Calm down, okay?

- Security!
- [shushes]

No! No! No!

[shushes]

[phone dial tone sounds]

Jaume.

Yes.

It all went well.

I'm calling to say that
if you think this experimental chemo

is my best chance
of getting rid of this f*cking cancer,

then I want it.

I need this done.

God f*cking dammit.

Even if I can't be president.

And you can have the Sorolla.

[sighs]

[exhales]

- How are ya?
- [nurse] Hi, Biel.

[machine beeping]

[groans]

Jésica!

Hey! Hey, hey!
Look at me, look at me. Hey.

Help! Someone, please!

Jes, Jes. Jes. Stay with me.

Help! f*ck.

Jes, Jes, Jes. Come on,
stay with me, please.

[tense music playing]

[ominous music playing]

[heartbeat thuds]