Hell Nurse (2023)

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And that's this week's weather forecast.

In other news, yesterday's

daring bank robbery

that rocked the small town of Red Oak

has now made national headlines.

A statewide manhunt has been established

for notorious and violent criminals Terry

Wellbourne, Stacey Dale, and Wayne Starkey.

All three suspects are considered armed

and extremely dangerous and

should not be approached by citizens.

The upcoming Red Oak annual Pumpkin Galla

Parade is set to be the biggest in history...

Nurse Perkins, it's so nice to see you.

Good Evening, Mrs. Sinclair.

I've told you for two years now

I'm not a nurse yet, but I will be soon.

You're going to make a fine nurse, Darla.

We have all the faith in the world in you.

You're the sweetest people I know.

You really are a family to me.

And you're like family to us, sweetheart.

We love you like a granddaughter.

Please welcome Rodney Alcala.

Rod, welcome.

It's time to meet our young

lady from game number one

and here she is...

Here is a young lady with

a wealth of experience.

She once earned a living massaging feet

but she quit when her boss suggested

that she work her way up.

So, who's winning?

Oh, we're not really keeping track.

Just passing the time.

What's for dinner?

Well, what would you like?

Well, what I want, what we

can have are two different things.

Rice and beans it is.

The best time is at night.

Nighttime.

Why do you say that?

Because that's the only time there is.

The suspects in yesterday's

bank robbery remain at large.

Witnesses reported that the three suspects

fled on foot to a nearby location where

the presumed getaway car was waiting.

While there are no eyewitness descriptions

of the vehicle used in the escape.

sh*t! Can you believe that g*dd*mn

rent-a-cop actually took a shot at me?

Oh, quit your belly-aching.

Can't you stop being a

creep for two minutes?

That dirty d*ck of yours is

going to get us all k*lled one day.

Hey, what's this all about

if we can't have a

little fun along the way?

I always have time to work on my love life.

YEAH!

Yeah, right.

I bet you can't even get

it up for a willing partner.

What was that?

Oh, I know you didn't say

what I think you just said,

because if you did, I'll show

you who can get what up.

OKAY!

Shut the f*ck up already.

We've got checkpoints, roadblocks,

nowhere to go,

and you two are arguing over

some little b*tch in the bank.

Speaking of which,

I thought we wasn't

supposed to sh**t no one.

Mr. Wild Bill Hickok,

least of all the God-damned law.

Hey!

It's your a*s he had to save.

Now the whole God-damned state's after us.

Shut up, b*tch.

I saw him coming,

just like that old b*stard

of a security guard.

Enough!

Knock this sh*t off.

Help me think for a second.

We need a place to lay low for a few days.

We can listen to the radio for updates.

They'll think we made it out of town

before the roadblocks went up.

Well, there's a motel

not too far down the road.

Are you out of your f*cking mind?

Are you trying to get caught?

As a matter of fact,

get the f*ck out of the car.

Right now!

Where the hell am I supposed to go?

You! Get in the backseat.

Stacy, up front.

I need someone with a

brain up here right now.

Look.

Looks like a nice place to party.

Yes, it does.

Looks like there's a

house up on that mountain

all by its lonesome self,

but its lights are on.

Well, let's go have a look-see.

All right, man, let's get to it.

I've got to take a monster sh*t!

Something was about to happen that

would send shock waves around the world.

Hurry, dear.

The Price is Right is about to start.

One minute, I'm getting

tomorrow's breakfast set up.

Well, who could that be?

All the way up here

at this time of the evening?

Those damn salesmen never give up, do they?

May I help you?

Do you have any spare gas?

My car stopped just down the hill.

Spare gas?

No, we don't have anything like that.

How about some jumper cables then?

Look, I'll call the service station.

They're right down the mountain.

Don't even think about touching no phone

you little b*tch.

Yeah!

Get off her!

Shut the f*ck up,

you old piece of sh*t.

Let her go

you dirty son of a b*tch!

I'm gonna cut you!

I'm gonna cut you like a fish!

NO!

Look at the blood!

Look at the blood!

He's a bleeder, Terry!

He's a bleeder.

f*ck!

I think he sh*t his pants!

I think he sh*t in his pants!

You just don't know how to shut up,

do you b*tch?

Maybe we ought to put

something in her mouth

to shut her up.

Yeah, you're right.

Maybe we should.

Sounds like she's into it if you ask me.

I'm going to go make

sure there's nobody around.

You boys have fun.

You like that, don't you?

She's saying. Yeah, Terry.

She likes it!

You're gonna give it to her.

Yeah! Who's my wh*re?

Who's my wh*re?

Yeah b*tch!

I think we ought to keep her around.

At least until we get

out of this sh*t town.

Looks clear.

I can see lights down

where the checkpoint is.

If they think we're still in town,

they could start door to door searches.

We're going to need to hide the car.

Someone may have seen it.

I think I saw a barn around back.

What about your little

girlfriend over there?

Sorry, Wayne, she's

just too much of a liability.

Whew!

God damn it, Terry.

What are we supposed to do for fun now?

We'll figure it out like we always do.

f*ck.

There's still a couple of

twelve-packs in the trunk.

I'm sure there's some liquor

around here somewhere.

Looks like we've got some board games too.

What is this?

Disneyland?

Do I look 10 years old to you?

Well, you sure do act like it.

Oh, shut the hell up, both of you.

What are we going to do

with these three pieces of sh*t?

They're going to start stinking

up the place if we leave them here.

Hey, if you want to clean

this mess up, be my guest.

Why did you sh**t that old

b*tch in the head anyway?

Look at this f*cking mess.

She was trying to escape.

Well, you're cleaning that sh*t up, not me.

Can you two at least get

the bodies out of here?

Or are you good for anything at all?

Well, there's a closet over there.

Let's stack them in there for now.

Those dead f*ck have

any real food in this place?

Bullshit! You only threw down two cards.

You don't get three!

It's five card draw, numb nuts.

f*ck you!

Is that you, Wayne?

God damn it stinks in here.

Are you hiding cards?

Show me your f*cking cards.

Show me them now!

You're a cheating son of a b*tch!

Hey! If you can't handle the game,

then get the f*ck out!

You f*cking g*dd*mn stinky b*tch.

Get your f*cking hands off me.

f*ck you.

f*ck you!

I'm going to the ladies room,

and when I get back, you

m*therf*ckers better start playing fair.

Go take a sh*t.

Assholes.

Ladies room?

What lady?

I didn't see one.

Dammit is smells in here!

Whew! What the hell are you doing?

Shut that g*dd*mn door.

You trying to stink up the whole house?

I thought I heard something, that's all.

They've been dead for three days now.

Ain't nothing going to change that.

Not only is she a sore loser,

but now she's hearing ghosts!

Stacy Dale

come suck my ghost d*ck!

Man, I can't take this sh*t no more.

How much longer we gotta wait?

Look, we'll leave when I say we leave,

God damn it.

You lose your ba*ls or something?

We're being pussies hiding like this.

They came from another

world to destroy the earth.

It was the giant spider invasion.

And now an update on this

past Monday's violent robbery

at Red Oak Town and Country Bank

that left two dead and one injured.

Sheriff's Deputy Ronald

Curley has confirmed

that the suspects are

presumed to have escaped

the state of Washington,

eluding all checkpoints.

Lookouts have been established

at the Mexican border in

both California and Texas.

Suspects are considered

armed and extremely dangerous.

Citizens are advised to avoid

any contact with the fugitives

and to contact your local

law enforcement agency

should you come in contact with

any or all three of the suspects.

Well hot damn!

Let's go!

That's it.

We're out of here. It's about f*cking time.

Let's get the f*ck out of here.

OK dip shits, let's move.

Her progress has been quite extraordinary.

She started talking again more than six

months ago and has

resumed her studies in nursing.

Well, of course, we still have to keep

her under constant care and watch.

She's studying right now, as we speak.

She seems to be putting

it behind her quite well.

Good afternoon, Ms. Perkins.

Good afternoon.

How are you feeling today?

Did you sleep well last night?

I slept okay.

I'm feeling okay.

We've reduced your medication a

great deal in a relatively short time.

You have responded most favorably.

I'm feeling like myself again most days.

Excellent.

Your case is quite extraordinary.

You were viciously

attacked, shot, left for dead.

You spent 72 hours playing dead

in a closet with the decaying

corpses of your former patients,

whom you loved greatly, and

were witness to their murders.

Your attackers escaped and

are still at large to this day.

Generally, we would not allow a patient

to possess an item from the crime

scene in which their problems were born.

But you're different, aren't you?

As I was saying, the

murderers remain at large.

You were in a state of catatonia

for the better part of a year,

during which time you were

attacked in this very institution.

If not for the intervention of another

patient, you would have likely relegated

yourself to victimization

for the rest of your life,

never saying a word.

Now, in a span of seven months,

you are back to your studies, and weaned

off your medication, almost completely?

I just want things to go

back to the way they were.

I want my life again.

Very well.

We will continue the minimal

dosage for the time being.

Dr. Koffin will see you in his

office immediately after lunch.

Have a good evening, Ms. Perkins.

Come in.

How are you today?

I'm fine, thanks.

Still studying, I see.

Yes, it's been my life

goal to become a nurse.

I've made promises to people I love,

and I'm going to make that happen.

So the rumor is you're

getting out of here soon.

Well, we will see.

I sure hope so.

If it were me,

my only priority would be revenge.

I'd make them suffer.

I can't think about the past like that.

I want my life back.

I can't give any more power

to the people who've hurt me.

If you ever change your

mind, you let me know.

I know a place, and I know people.

I know a way to get them to come to you.

I know a way to put them at your mercy.

Please. I need to study.

I need to get on with my life,

or I'll never get out of this place.

Suit yourself.

But you know where I'll

be if you change your mind.

Have a seat, please, Ms. Perkins.

We are considering a conditional release

for you to continue your studies and

begin your transition back into society.

How are your studies coming along?

Just fine.

I believe I'm ready

to get back to doing what I love to do,

to helping people.

Well, that's great to hear.

No doubt.

However,

you've been through

an extraordinary trauma.

You were catatonic for more than a year.

We generally don't see this quick

a turnaround from such extreme

mental and physical trauma.

Yes, I understand that.

I guess I'm at a point where I realize

the longer I let my

problems control my life,

the more power I'm giving to...

Them.

That's an excellent way to look forward.

Your sessions have

shown tremendous promise.

I may have a deal worked out

that could be beneficial for you.

I have a friend in charge at the

hospital in Woody Pines, Oregon.

Very small operation, very small town.

More than a hundred miles

away from your incident.

I really don't want to try getting

used to a new hospital staff, Dr. Koffin

I've been a patient here for...

Not as a patient, Ms. Perkins.

A Nurse's Assistant.

You mean? Yes, yes.

You would continue your studies

while beginning your training

on the job as a Nurse's Assistant.

This is a great opportunity, Ms. Perkins.

Not only to get your life back,

but to get started in the career you

have so passionately worked towards.

Oh Dr. coffee,

I don't know what to say.

Why, say yes, for crying out loud!

You will still report to me

via telephone once a week.

Our sessions will continue in that manner.

I believe you are ready, Ms. Perkins.

I need your assurance that you will

remain transparent in our conversations,

and you will continue with your

medication until relieved by me,

and me only.

Oh yes Dr. Coffee.

You have my word!

Thank you!

This is not clean enough, Nurse Perkins.

Do you understand the amount

of bacteria left behind in a bedpan?

Yes, Nurse Thompson.

I'll clean them again, right away.

You've got to get up under the

rim this time, and from now on.

And when you're done with that,

room three needs a new set of sheets.

And don't forget, room six

needs medication in 26 minutes.

Got it, Nurse Thompson.

I'll take care of everything.

You may be able to pull strings

and get a job you don't deserve,

but God damn it if you're

going to skimp on doing that job.

Nurse Perkins, come in

here for a moment, please.

Yes, Nurse Green?

How are you holding up today?

Not so great.

I messed up the bed pans again today.

Don't worry about that.

She's just trying to toughen you up.

Everyone messes up the bed

pans for the first few months.

Get what I'm saying?

I think so.

Thank you.

So, what's the story with that display?

These are the original medical

tools from this very hospital,

from the early 1900s,

when this hospital was first opened.

They look so barbaric.

Both of you come to room six

right away, and call the Priest.

Okay, Father, I'll buzz you in.

Father Moretti is on his way.

He was hit by a car.

We're trying to keep him alive

until he can get his last rights.

The family's on their way.

May God have mercy.

What are his chances?

We're losing him, Father.

We summoned you here for the last rites.

This is the lamb of God, who

takes away the sins of the world.

Happy are those who

are called to his supper.

The body of Christ.

May the Lord Jesus protect you

and lead you to eternal life.

Make sure you get the blood

from the floor as well, please.

Are you going to be okay?

This is your first time

seeing a patient lost.

Yes.

I'll be fine.

It's just so sad.

Yes, well, we do everything we can.

The rest is in God's hands.

You're new in this town.

Have you considered coming to Sunday Mass?

Hello, Father.

My days here are consumed

with work and studies.

One must always make

time for the Lord, my child.

Please, feel free to come

by my parish anytime.

We have a wonderful property and

we are always looking for new

volunteers to help with the orphans.

Dear Carrie, I hope

this letter finds you well.

Life has been okay for me

at Woody Pines, I guess.

I'm finally a nurse, at least.

Well, a Nurse's Assistant.

I don't think they like me

very much at the hospital.

My boss, Nurse Thompson, is terrifying.

She seems to take pleasure in scolding me

for the slightest of mistakes.

Perhaps once I've been here a while,

she will see how much

passion I have for nursing,

and take a better liking to me.

I work almost every day.

I've not yet had the

opportunity to travel to Illinois

for a visit to the grave

of Mr. And Mrs. Sinclair.

I miss them so very much.

They are the only people

in my life that believed in me.

And now they are gone.

Although I'm not eager to see Shady Grove

ever again, I hope to visit you someday.

Who knows,

maybe one day you'll be released.

Well, I don't have much time for a break,

so I will say goodbye now.

Please take care of yourself.

Your friend, Darla.

OK dip shits,

let's move.

What the f*ck do you think you're doing?

f*ck you!

I'm glad to hear things

are going well, Ms. Perkins.

Our sessions are becoming less

and less necessary, it appears.

Thank you, Dr. Koffin.

I can never thank you enough

for all you have done for me.

It's my job, Darla.

And successful patients like

you are what makes it all worth it.

Dr. koffin,

would it be possible to

come visit Shady Grove?

Perhaps for an in-person session?

Well, it's a bit unusual for a patient

to wish to return to Shady Grove,

even for a visit,

but I suppose an exception can be made.

I will speak to Nurse Thompson

about a day pass for you next week.

Does that work for you?

Yes, Dr. koffin.

Thank you again for everything.

Good evening, Ms. Perkins.

Of course, Ms. Perkins.

Setbacks are always anticipated.

What matters is that we grow from them

each time we feel we have lost

some ground in our progression.

I've really felt accomplished, Dr. Koffin.

I really believe, more than ever,

I'm getting my life back.

I must say, it gives me great pleasure

to see you wearing a nurse's uniform.

You've certainly earned it.

I don't know anyone else who has overcome

the obstacles you have faced

and still accomplish a goal like this.

I really owe it to you, Dr. Koffin.

You believed in me.

Dr. koffin,

before I head back to Woody Pines,

would it be possible to pop in

and say hello to Carrie?

Why, certainly, Ms. Perkins.

She will be delighted to see you,

and your letters have served

instrumental in her progress as of late.

Well, the quiescent victim returns.

Look, we don't have a lot of time.

I need your help, I want my revenge.

Oh, really now?

Whatever happened to not living in the past

or empowering predators?

I saw them.

They're in the town I live in now.

Living free, without a care in the world.

Hurting anyone they want,

and getting away with it?

You need to understand.

My people aren't ordinary.

We practice the dark arts.

In order to get your revenge,

you must do everything you are told,

exactly the way you are told to do it.

There are no guarantees of your future.

You say you want your life back,

but you could very well end up

right back here like me,

without a chance of ever leaving.

But you will have your revenge.

And let me tell you something.

It's worth spending a

thousand years in this hellhole

if that's the price you pay.

Welcome, child.

The revenge you seek

carries a great responsibility.

An undying commitment.

You must dedicate yourself

entirely to your purpose.

You will sacrifice all of yourself

to the one, true, curator of suffering.

First, you will pledge a blood offering

to those you wish to avenge.

You will forsake the presence in the sky,

dishonor his presence,

defile his house of worship.

You will score your body permanently

with his mark.

Your heart will be covered

by his mark.

Your soul

forever in servitude.

You will beseech the

Lord of the dark nightly.

You must surrender

your every thought and move

to his guidance.

You will release all thoughts of fear

and doubt.

You will be under his rule.

He will guide you.

He will seize those you seek

and put them at your feet,

at your mercy.

Your revenge shall be granted!

You're late.

It's linen day.

Get your a*s back there and get on it.

God, I can't stand that little b*tch.

We've got a g*nsh*t wound.

Let's get the operating room prepped.

Well, it was a close one, but

we were able to stop the bleeding.

He's sedated now, but

he's going to make it.

He was fighting so we had

to restrain him to the bed,

but he's sleeping now.

He can have visitors

as soon as he wakes up.

Is there anywhere to

get food in this place?

The cafeteria is closed for the evening.

You're going to have to settle

for a local restaurant, I'm afraid.

Don't suppose you mind

showing me to a nice place,

would you?

Jesus, you've got a one track mind.

He's going to be here for a few days

until he's well enough to

be transported to the city.

Now, you say he was fooling

around with a p*stol and it went off?

Yeah, that's right.

So, purely accidental, I presume.

That's what the man said.

Say, where's the toilet?

Just down the hall to the left.

Hello? It's Father Moretti.

I'm here for the last rites

on the g*nsh*t victim.

Okay Father, I'll buzz you in.

Sorry I'm late, had a little car trouble.

I hope our man is still alive.

He's sedated now,

but he is going to make it.

Praise the Lord, Nurse Thompson.

What the hell is she doing in there?

Hey, you still in there?

Come on, I'm getting hungry.

Let's go before

everything...

What the sh*t?

What the hell you doing in here.

Huh?

This is no place to be taken a nap...

What the hell's going on around here?

I know you.

What the f*ck are you doing here?

We k*lled you!

We k*lled you!

We k*lled you!

We k*lled you.

k*lled you... k*lled you.

Looks like our g*nsh*t victim is waking up.

He's still groggy, but he's looking Okay.

Well, let's see how the night goes.

He's still in a lot of danger

for the next 24 hours.

Say, would it be okay if

I called it a night?

It's been a long day.

I'll relieve you in the morning.

Yes,

I'll have "Nurse" Perkins stay tonight

and earn her position for once.

Go home and get some rest.

Be back at 09:00 a.m..

Okay then.

See you in the morning.

Okay, no problem.

Thank you, Nurse Green.

Breaking news tonight.

Donny Barnes, local clerk at the.

Canyon Club gas station,

has been found dead

in what appears to have

been a robbery gone wrong.

Money was missing from the till,

and Mr. Barnes was able to get

off a single shot from his p*stol.

Police are on the lookout for any person

with a g*nsh*t wound

or any vehicle with a b*llet hole.

All leads should be relayed immediately

to your local sheriff's office.

Do you know where you are?

sh*thole town, sh*thole hospital.

That's the spirit.

So what happened?

How did you get that injury?

Hunting accident.

Figured as much.

Can I get a bedpan in here?

Feels like I'm about to sh*t a brick.

Certainly, Mr. Wellbourne.

I'll be back shortly.

You look like you just saw a ghost.

Jesus Christ!

You scared the sh*t out of me!

Where the hell have you been?

I've been around.

Cleaning up messes

that needed to be cleaned.

Well, we have a situation here.

Our g*nsh*t victim most

likely k*lled someone.

I'm quite sure he did,

and it's not his first.

What the hell is wrong with you?

I don't have time for games here.

I need you to get a bedpan in there

and clean him up after he's done.

Then I want you to stand

guard outside his room.

I'm calling the sheriff right now.

I have a better idea.

Let's keep him and his

f*cking friends all to ourselves.

Did you hear what I said, you stupid b*tch?

Get your a*s down the hall and

hello?

Could somebody help me, please?

Well, well, well.

Looks like you always find time

to be a filthy f*cking wh*re.

How are you alive?

You should be more concerned

with why I'm alive, b*tch.

I've waited for more

than two years for this,

and now,

I've got you right where I want you.

You and those two f*cking

animals you hang around with.

Tonight, you all pay.

Listen,

it...

It wasn't me, okay?

It wasn't my idea.

Us

us women,

we need to stick together.

I've heard enough of your

mouth, you piece of trash.

Do you know what this is?

In the old days,

this was used for ab*rtion.

I'm sure a dirty wh*re like you

knows all about ab*rtion,

but not like this one.

Back then, this was used

to crush the baby's skull

to make it easier

to rip the body out of the womb.

Now if there's no baby in that filthy gut,

then this here tool will

just have to settle for anything

it can find up there.

Wake up, Mr. Starkey.

Good evening.

Are you enjoying your stay,

Mr. Starkey?

You f*cking c**t!

What the f*ck do you think you're doing?

Last time, you got off easy.

This time,

we'll make sure you never wake up.

Funny, Mr. Starkey,

I was thinking the same thing.

Then I thought,

well, what fun would that be?

Let's keep him awake

as long as we can.

Okay..

Hold on.

Just wait a minute.

You let me go,

and I'll forget this ever happened.

I'll go my way and you go yours.

How does that sound?

Why, what a great offer, Mr. Starkey,

However, I have a much better idea.

How about I sh**t you full of adrenaline

and then chop off your filthy little d*ck?

Then, just as you're about to pass out,

I'll sh**t you full of more adrenaline

so you don't miss a single slice

as I cut off your dirty old ba*ls.

And then... Well...

I'm sure you're starting to

get the idea, Mr. Starkey.

No!

I'm sorry!

Please no!

I'm sorry you crazy f*cking b*tch!

I'm sorry!

Now, you might feel a little

pressure here, Mr. Starkey...

Please no!

Such a pretty face.

Nurse?

Nurse?

Nurse!

Where the f*ck is this stupid b*tch?

She said she'd be right back.

Nurse!

Nurse...

Where the hell have you been?

I'm sitting in a pile of sh*t here.

What kind of hospital is this anyway?

Are you going to turn

the lights on or what?

Isn't that what you're

supposed to be doing?

You filthy f*cking pig.

Laying in your own sh*t.

Oh, Jesus Christ!

What the hell happened to you?

Jesus

has nothing to do with it,

as*h*le.

Oh my God it's you!

What are you doing alive?

What the hell's going on here?

I'll tell you what's going

on here, Mr. Wellbourne.

724 days, 13 hours and 43 minutes.

That's how long I've

waited to get my revenge.

And now, your a*s belongs to me.

I've got you all to myself

for the next seven hours.

No one will hear you scream.

No one will come to help you.

It's just you and I.

You know something, Mr. Wellbourne?

I'm still in medical studies.

What better way to master my craft

than to learn from the tools

of my forefathers?

Hello?

Nurse Thompson?

Nurse Perkins?

Anybody here?

Oh my God...

And now an update on the gruesome scene

at Woody Pines Hospital.

Police and witnesses say it's

nothing short of a slaughterhouse.

Multiple fatalities, horrifying injuries

to what's left of the bodies inside.

No official body count has been released,

due in part to the inability to piece

together all the victims for a count.

The Mayor has called this the

worst tragedy in Oregon history.

Good afternoon, Ms. Perkins.

This is Dr. Murphy at Clear Lake Hospital.

We are pleased to offer you

the position of head nurse.

We are sure you're

going to love our little town.

We expect it will take you a couple of days

to make the drive, so we'll see you

here on Thursday morning for orientation.

Please drive safely and congratulations.

Welcome aboard.