Nurse 3-D Page #2

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It's part of being a nurse.

This job is more than sticking

thermometers in butts...

...and looking pretty.

It's our job to take care of the

problems, not make the problems.

If you can't do this, work

in a doctor's office, okay?

You think about it. Don't be

here if you can't do the job!

That doctor, pig-face Morris.

He loves breaking in the new girls.

You could see the

bulge in his pants.

I wanted to comfort

Danni, to hold her.

To tell her that everything

would be all right.

- It was just...

- Danni ran to her boyfriend instead.

No, I can handle it.

Steve, I called you for

support, not to get a lecture.

I gotta go, I'll call you back.

Steve, now is not the time.

Good bye.

Are you okay?

I don't know what happened.

They were everywhere. I just froze.

It happens to all of us.

The first big one's always

tough. But, hey...

...nobody died tonight.

- Does it get any easier?

- No.

But after a while,

you start to realize...

...that whatever...

...you're going through,

it's a hundred...

...times worse for that

person on the gurney.

I graduated first in my class.

I never got lower than

a 97 on any exam.

I know what I'm doing.

Dr. Morris, sh*t, he was so pissed.

He's always pissed,

it wasn't just you.

Come on.

We'll grab drinks after I shower.

What's wrong?

That's Larry's car.

That f***ing scumbag. I knew he was

cheating on my morn. Wait here.

See you again, Dr. Cook.

Thank you, thanks a lot.

Larry?

I thought you were at a

conference in Boston.

Uh, yeah. Yeah, Danni.

It finished up early.

So you called my morn...

...your wife, and told her

you were gonna stop by...

- ... the Fairmont!

- Hey!

Get your hands off!

- You're out of line.

- Son of a b*tch.

Here you go.

I can't. I can't have

another shot, Abby.

It's so easy.

Here, baby.

Yes.

That's it.

Come on, let's go dance.

Abby!

I wasn't sure you

were gonna wake up.

Ugh. Where am I?

My apartment.

Jesus, really?

Oh, God. The last

thing I remember...

...was downing a

drink at that club.

How much did I drink?

Where did...? Where'd I get this?

I don't think I wanna know.

Are you looking for these?

Yeah.

Um...

God, I don't even remember...

...leaving the club last night.

Sh*t, did I ever...

...call Steve back?

Don't worry, I texted him...

...from your phone.

As you.

I wasn't sure...

...if he knew about your drinking.

How do you like your coffee?

You seem like a milk...

...and sugar kind of girl.

Here. Call in sick.

Spend the day with me,

we'll have so much fun.

Abby, it's my first week, I can't.

It's a hospital, people

get sick all the time.

Sound sick.

Abby, Abby, I feel like sh*t,

but I'm not sick.

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