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in these walls?

Cloth wiring.

See what I mean?

There's rats in there the

size of bloody pit bulls.

- That's why I keep this handy.

- Trevor, that is enough!

We are supposed

to have back-up

for our critical

care assistants.

Mrs. Milgrom's ventilator

is never supposed to fail.

Ever!

- Well, maybes if I wasn't

doing the job of three people,

I'd be able to deal with it.

I'm a fully qualified

nurse's aide.

All this handyman sh*t isn't

part of my job description.

- We all have our

crosses to bear.

- See, cloth wiring.

- Goodnight.

- See you tomorrow.

- What are you looking at?

You don't talk much.

Do you like it here?

Shake one for yes, two for no.

Me neither.

Glad we agree.

Hello?

Who is it?

Can you hear me?

Are you patient here?

Like me?

I have a breathing tube.

Hard to talk.

Can you talk?

I saw someone in my room.

I think he tried to kill me.

Have you seen him too?

Hello?

Are you still there?

Eric Nilsson.

- Paging doctor Stengel.

Please contact the nurse's

station on the second floor.

Doctor Stengel, please,

second floor.

- How's my little

sweetheart doing?

- Can I ask you something?

You tell me honestly?

- Yeah, sure.

What about?

- About Eric Nilsson.

- I've never heard

that name before.

- Nurse who worked here.

He killed himself in 1984.

- It's a bit before

my time that.

I was only born in 1980.

- What do you know

about Eric Nilsson?

- Look, I get paid minimum wage

to clean pans and bed sores.

I don't know anything

about anything.

If you wanna know more,

ask your head shrinker,

doctor Dracula.

He's an expert on Nilsson.

He's been working here

since back then.

- Who's next door?

- Next door?

- Mmm.

- You mean Ellie?

- Yeah, Ellie.

Who is she?

- Older lady.

She had a stroke.

She's been here a while.

I don't think

she's got any family.

No-one comes to visit her.

It's a bit sad really.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

It's just more bed sores.

- Trevor, let me see.

- Calm down.

- Oh my...

- Settle down.

You'll hurt yourself.

- Trevor...

Trevor, stop it!

Trevor, please, don't!

Trevor, no, please...

Trevor...

Please, don't...

- Settle down.

You'll upset yourself.

- Please, I don't

want to go to sleep.

He'll get me while I sleep.

He'll get me while I sleep,

Trevor.

- You know that Eric Nilsson

has been dead...

For nearly thirty years?

- Trevor says you know

all about Nilsson.

You worked here with him.

Is that true?

- I am not sure I like where

that question is leading.

- You don't like the question...

Don't answer.

- Alright.

If I tell you, will you promise

me to take it at face value?

No boogeymen?

No evil spirits?

- Yes.

- The first time

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